El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-12-10
MabeI HerBsr Unsr's Creat Sc
Married Lies Troubles
Helen Sits IN the Pouring Rain TO Watch MUDDY Fero-
cious Game of Football.
By MABEL HERBERT URNER

there seemed something almo,s heart
less in this swift forgetting Of the
wounded player.
Harvard's quarterback now made a
brilliant forward pass, and there was
a wild shout from the Harvard stands.
TO chagrin when the umpire ruled:
Harvard penalized Is yards for
holding"
What does that mean?" whispered
Helen. as the white flags along the
side line were moved back
Lose is yards muttered Warren
impatiently-
This explanation was not nluminat-
ing, but Helen felt the excitement,
even if she could not understand the
plays.
Breathless1y she leaned forward as
the tall. blond-haired captain Of the
Tigers caught long punt and with
bent head sprinted down the field.
''Balzeri Baker," yelled Princeton.
Then came a grOan, as he slipped and
fell in the treacherOus mud. He strug-
gled to- his feet, but was quickly
downed-
Too Many Questions.
Rotten interference muttered
Warren.
Interference" repeated Helen.
Does that mean''-
For Heavens sake let up on the
questions and watch the camel"
There was a roar Of laughter from
the whole amphitheater, as one of the
Princeton men came up from a scrim-
mage minus his jersey. It had been
literally torn off Barred to his waist
he stood there in the center of the
field, the white skin of his splendid
muscular body in startling contrast
to his mud-blackened face and hands.
The trainers came running out with
a fresh sweater, which they jerked
on over his head. The next second he
was back in the game, the clean jer-
sey shining cOnspicUOusly among the
mUd-spattered players.
The rain, which had been holding
off except for an occasional drizzle,
now came down in earnest.
NO umbrellas" shouted some one
rom the back Of their stand.
But in defiance Of this worning sew
erRl umbrellas were raised.
IF others have them UP, 7 don't see
why we can't" protested Helen Ny
hat will be ruined"
NO business to wear that hat to q
football game growled Warren, as
he reluctantly raised the umprella.
Told you not to fuss up"
'Weu, we might as wei go home"
promptly complained a woman behind
them I'VE can't see a thing"
Then a mans voice: ct didn't pay
two dollars a seat to sit behind any
body's umbrella"
knew they'd set up a howl" and
Warren closed the umbrella. with a
vicious snap I'm not going to make
q nuisance Of myself for your fool
hat. Here" taking out his handker-
chief, cover il with this"
But the rain which now came down
steadily did not materially dampen
the enthusiasm of the 10000 specta-
tors. Some Of the women covered
their hats with programs and hand
kerchiefs, but most Of them sat with
their eyes glued on the game SEEM
ingly unconscious Of their ruined
finery.
The field was growing more slip
perry. In the center, where most OF
the play had been, the mire seemed
ankle deep It was almost impossible
to distinguish the teams, for the color
Of their jerseys could not be seen
Anything Goes.
Anything Goes.
Again the man with bucket and
towels ran up. HurriedIy he sponged
off the mud-sneared face of one of
the players.
ooh, Iook-they're drinking from
the same bucketr exclaimed Helen,
as he ladled out drinks to the pant
ing, thirsty players from the very
same pail into which he had dipped
the sponge
Anything goes in football" NUT
tered Warren.
In the next desperate muddy melee,
another man was hurt. Amid en-
couraging cheers he limped off to the