The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1909-05-06

element. To right and left run the
great Scotch forwards, grasping, slip
ping, pursuing, and right in the
midst Of them. as quick and as err
ratio as a trout In pool, runs the
calm faced little man, lodging one,
avoiding another. slipping between the
fingers Of two others. Surely he is
caught nowl No, he has passed all
the forwards and emerges from the
ruck of men, pelting along at a tre-
mendous pace. He has lodged one
of the Scotch quarters and outstrip-
ped another. well, played, Eng
land!" shout the crowd well run,
Buller!" Now. Tookey!" Now Dims-
dale!" well collared, Dimsdale,
we'll oollared indeed" The little
quarterback had come to the end of
his career, for Tom had been as. quick
as he and had caught him around the
waist as he attempted to pass, and
brought him to the ground. The
cheers were hearty, for the two half
backs were the only University men
in the team, and there we're hundreds
Of students dmong the spectators.
The good doctor colored up with pleas
ure to hear his boys name beloved
forth approvlngly by a thousand ex-
cited lungs.
The play is, as all good judges said
/ 1t would be very equal. For the
first forty minutes every advantage
! gained by either side has been promp-
tly neutralIzed by desperate effort
on the part of the other. The mass
OF struggling players has swayed
backwards and forwards, but never
more than twenty or thirty yards
from the center of the ground. Nei-
ther goal has been seriously threat
ened as yet. The spectators, fail to
see how the odds laid on England are
justified, but the fancy" abide by
their choice. In the second forty it
is thought that the superior speed and
staying power of the Southerners
will tell over the heavier Scots. There
seems little the matter with the lat
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wiping their grimy faces and dis
cussing the state of the game; for al
the end of forty minutes the goals
are changed and there is a slight in.
terval.
And now the last hour is to prove
whether there are good men bred in
the hungry North as any who live
on more fruitful ground and beneath
warmer skies. If the play was des.
perate before, it became even more sc
now. Each member of either team
played as If upon him alone depended
the issue of the match. Again ant
again Grey, Anderson, Gordon anC
their redOubtable phalanx of dishev
eled hard breathing Scots broke away
with the ball; but as often the En-
glish quarter and half-backs by theil
superior speed, more than made VI
for the weakness of their forwards
and carried the struggle back int
the enemy's ground Two or thre
times Evans, the long kicker VIII,
was credited with the power of reach
ing the goal from almost any part o
the ground, got hold o, the balh bu
each time before he coulG kick he wa
charged by some of his adversaries
At last, however, his chance came
The ball trickled out of maui int
the hands of Butler, who at ono
turned and threw it to the half-bac
behind him. There was no time [
reach him. He took quick glanC
at the distant goal, a short run for
ward, and his long limb swung throug
the air with tremendous force. Their
b. was dead silence of suspense anon
the crowd, as the ball described
lofty parabola. Down it came, dowr
down, as straight and true as an al
row, just grazing the CROSS bar an
pitching on the grass beyond, and tn
groans of a few afflicted patriots wer
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