The Tulsa star. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1913-1921, 1914-04-25

right from the start. We went at each
other and fought like a wildcat in a
tin oven-as some Boston author said
The local authorities had been warned,
and made provisions for II by keep
ing their policemen away from the
grounds so they wouldn't get hurt, and
sending all the doctors, surgeons,
nurses, ambulances and other allevi.
ating and repairing apparatus to the
| field early. The combat was something
terrific. but through 1t all these fear
less workers for the good of humanity
| U include the ambulances) moved
about and carried relief to the strick.
en-. AS soon as player was incapable
OF movement he was carried away on
stretcher and n substitute took his
place. A well-equipped field hospital
had been established under the grand
stand, where restoratives we're admin.
istered and minor operations per-
formed. A line of fast ambulances
hurried the more seriously injured to
the city hospitals.
"As the game progressed its fury in.
creased. Players, integral and frac-
tional. were flying in the air every
where. The umpire and referee retired
to safe distance and conveyed their
instructions through giant mega
phones. The spectators stood in the
grand stand and fairly howled, though
little of the strife was visible to them
nutnu tn hn Of tA 81 ~
uprooted soil which hung over the
scene, not to mention players. or parts
of players, which ever and anon were
thrown up from the seething mael-
strom below. Once flying Tamerlane
player. hurled through the air by two
Attilas. struck a Red Cross nurse and
bore him down, but he was dragged
from the field by brother worker.
Again. an Attila player was tossed to
the top OF the grand stand, where he
clung TO the ridge pole and yelled for
his side, while substitute rushed to
take his place. The combat deepensl
Now 1t is impossible to"
See here. parson." broke In the ma
tor. rather firmly. you're getting too
excited. Calm down-youIl be tack.
ling us and throwing US out the win.
dow the next thing you know. Besides
you are telling US OF nothing but a
simple, ordinary game OF football, after
all. Where's the extraordinarily
unique uniqueness you boasted about?"
You may interrupt me II you
choose. but you shan't stop me-" said
the parson. with trace of indignation.
See. the combat deepens! It-well.
no matter. 1t was a wonderful game.
And here is what made It unique 80 far
as known. All the way through we
players felt that something was lack.
ing-that something. somewhere, was
wrong. Afterwards we learned that
the spectators had the same feeling.
But no one on the gridiron or In the
grand stand could say what 1t was. At
last the game ended. All had been re-
moved except the two captains. I was
I one of them. We lay stretched on the
plain near the middle of the field, OF
course. unable to rise. We heard the
ambulance coming to bear us away,
the captain OF the Attilas raised his
head with difficulty and whispered
hoarsely:
Hello, old man. great game.
wasn't lt?'
Wonderful l replied. Still. there
was something lacking
81 had that feeling all the time
too. but can't make out what It was.'
Neither can l.. was my answer.
But there was something wrong just
the same
You're rlght-something wrong.
Hold on--lve got IT. We didn't have
ball
And It was fact, and this is what
rendered the game so remarkable,
though. as | said before"
"Parson." interrupted the Judge sol.
enmly. will you do US favor?"
Certainly"
Never mind about what you said
before"
Copyright 1914 by Daily Story Pub. Col