The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1910-12-02
BY WILLIAM G. KIRSCuBAUM.
Copyright, 1910. by the Associated

Copyright, 1910, by the Associated
Literary Presa)
Fairfield was football crazy. Ev-
frybody In town discussed the
approaching game between the sin
gletons ana the local college eleven.
For weeks the townspeople had
talked OF nothing else. ana every
maiden in the place was sure to be n
specuiator. wearing the college color.
Old Sam Jones, the leading dry goods
mer> aaIit. mad done ~ rushing pusi-
ness In the sale of blue ribbons and
ether trimmings VI that color. and II
Is no wonder when n movement was
su.rtea Tor a general suspension OF
business for that afternoon, that he
readily responded.
The Singietons represented Il rival
college. few miles north OF Fair
field. For years Fairfield had boast
ed or Its college. one of the best In
the Ola BAY srHte, and her citizens
took commendable pride in every
thing uacrtaken by the faculty OF
that institution. And there was moth
ing low in the personnel of that
faculty The professors Nigh be
gray with age, but they were not an
Client In their views. They were
abreast of the times and had adopted
very LIBERAL policy. which appealed
not only to the students, but to the
parents.
1t was popular institution with
every one in town. and the morrow
babe lair 10 be n gala day in its
history. Much was expected Of tho
Fairfield eleven. The Singletons had
faced the best teams in the Inter-
scholastic league. winning in every
game: while the Fairfield eleven had
been equally successful. The cham
picnship rested on the morrow 3
game. and fortune favored the blues.
Inasmuch as lucky drawing earlier
IN the season had named Fairfield as
the scene of the great contest.
This suited the Fairhelders, for i.
was ony few months back that the
Singietons had marched on the Fair
field grounds v'ctors In the closing
game CT the baseball season. And
there was not bali crank in town
who Was not anxious for revenge.
Line Souie was responsible for that
defeat, and he knew II as we'll az any
body. with the score to 3, his nun
Of nm easy fly in abort left. gave Sim
glatons the winning run. for Fred
dashed for the home plate as he saw
the ball drop out of Lines mt. Be
fore leaving Fairfield that evening
the Singleton's painted the little town
crimson. The rough house play II
the victory that evening will n.te.
he forgotten, and that defeat was
never mentioned except with Thoughts
of revenge
Line Souie fcl, 1t keeniy. and 10
one thought Of abiding to that mis-
play in hts presence As the football
season approached he was Us deter
mined as usual and when the sei-
son had progressed he as the RICH,
hall back had performed wonders on
the gridiron. His playing had been
the talk of every club In the league,
He's the man TO lay for, Put In
your interference on hts end. and
similar advice was given the Single
tong before the contest.
The night before the great game
the Fairfelders met in the Rymna-
SUM and talked over plans for the
morrow Then the brawny youths
wended their way 10 their quarters.
Line Sonle headed straight for the
town. and some OF his comrades
thought he had taken offense because
CT an accidental allusion TO the defeat
of the last summer.
Blnxie. the little quarterback, who
roomed with Line, gazed on his pa
making strides for the center. and
then In "A voice more emphatic than
grammatical. begged him to come
back.
Come. old man. cut 1t out. Let's
turn In: we'll be better for II in the
morning" was his logical advice
.Ali right. Binxie. I'll be with you
in an hour; you need ret worry a. oul
me. I'll be In that game tomorrow
never fear. But must &c down
town" wns Lines reply.
He walked until he reached nca.
cottage on the main street. As he
af.tea I'd the steps 1t was evident he
ws stranger. II was the home
cf An Butler, one of the profes-
stis / Fairfield College.
A .riSht-eyed girl answered the
bell. and when Line entered the re.
ception room. his greeting was:
Ida. want you to 60 to the
Game Tomorrow"
~'Oh, Line. / do SO want to Co.
she said. but I had better not; you
know II 1t hadn't been for the las,
summer you would never have lie,
that horrid Fred Browne make tina,
run. and I mean to stay At home"
y know. Ida. the boys think ]
had my eyes on you instead Of the
ball that afternoon. and that IL Jus,
why / want you to 80 Tomorrow
he urged.
rs II best, Line? ?" she asked.
YES" was the quick reply Il
want YOU to be on the ieid. l want