South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1915-03-16
THEIR MARRIED LIFE
By MABEL HERBERT URNER
POURI WATCH \ MUDDY
FEROCIOUS GAME FOOTBALL
By MABEL HERBERT

In the next desperate muddy melee.
another man was hurt. Amid encOur-
aging cheers he Hmped off to the side
line, while a substitute shed his red
blanket and rushed on 10 take his
place.
Watch 'em wipe their hands on
that fellows clean jersey" grinned
Warren. as the players promptly took
advantage Of the substitutes dry back
10 wipe of their wet, muddy hands,
that they might get a better hold on
the slippery ball.
These little incidents were amusing
only TO the onlOOkers for the teams
were too desperately in earnest over
their grim struggle TO see any humor
in what they did.
At last came the intermissiOn, and
the p muddy, bruised and battered
heroes retired from the field for a l 3
minute rest.
II was still raining, but nobody
seemed TO care. Every one was al
ready drenched, so it did not matter
The Princeton students broke into
the swinging tune OF Tramp, Tramp,
Tramp" while their cheer leader
threw down his megaphOne to beat,
wave and prance the time on the field
before them.
Helen had never before heard or
ganized college singing, and she was
amazed at the booming deep-throated
volume Of sound.
Then the Harvard men, aided by
their brass band, burst out on a roll
licking tune which set every one
humming and tapping their feet.
The Princeton leader had seemed |
Jealous. but this white-jerseyed boy
who danced up and down before the
Harvard stand wildly shook his fists.
waved his arms, and almost turned !
somersaults in his frenzied efforts to
put snap and vigOr into the song.
That's some leading" commented
Warren. THAT fellow knows how TO
get the muscle out of en-"
Almost listless seemed the next
Princeton song. after the dash and vim
with which the Harvard boys had
fairly beloved out their chorus.
lntermissiOn over, the players with |
scrubbed faces and clean dry toys
came running back on the gridiron
Helen had shuddered at the rough |
savage play of the first periods but
with a reckless ferOcity Again and |
again they rolled in the mud in des- |
perately fought scrimmages.
dig through EN-, Princeton |
Break their blame necksr shouted an /
excited supporter.
From now on the game was fast and !
furious. There were many thrilling |
and daring plays. but with a water |
logged ball and q footing inches deep
in mud neither side could score.
When time was finally called the /
score still stood to 0.
There was a pathetic silence from |
the Princeton stands, as the players !
left the field, and Helen felt that tho 1
Harvard shouts Of victory must have /
sounded very bitter 10 the defeated |
team.
Snake Dance.
Now. watch em do the snake
dance" and Warren nodded toward |
the mass of Harvard students who
rushed down pellmell from their
seats, hurdled the fence and swarmed |
over the field.
Headed by their band and under
the command of their cheer leader
they began a victorious serpentine
march over the gridiron, dancing and /
yelling like Wild Indians.
When they marched under the
goals each student, with n whoop,
hurled his hat high over the bars.
At least a thousand derbies, fedoras
and caps went spinning through the
air Most of them were caught as
they came down. but rarely by the
owners, and many were trampled in
the mud.
AS they made their way down from
the grand stand to the din of Har-
wards victorious paeans Helen thought
of the defeated team. who had fought
just as bravely and who had failed
of victory by but one lucky play.
1t seemed so small a thing-that
one chance kick, on which to base
their coating jubilee. There seemed
an element of unfairness in such a
game. She tried TO express something
of this TO Warren, but he cut her
short.
Huh! No sentiment to football.
A games a game and the best team
wins"
But Helen had refused to wear to
the grounds the insignia Of colors of
either college, now stopped to pick up
a discarded Princeton pennant For
she could not see trampled on the col
ors of team that had fought so
valiantly and SO well.