New-York tribune., 1922-11-12

center Of the stage. Executing trick
military formations all over the feld,
winding about with their singing in
struments glistening in the mild sun,
and with crimson Jerseys and white
fannels making a gay and gaudy spec
tacie, they sent their inspiring strains
floating outward and upward until the
cast amphitheater was singing and
cheering with them.
AS tho fatal moment approached for
the starting of the battle the officials
sauntered out on the field, the tinkling
synbals and the sounding brass were
hushed after the Crimson band had
formed a last ornamental III" in mid
field, the great crowd was hushed into
silence and even the wind died down "a
whisper.
Out Comes Crimson Team
Out came the Harvard team again
and the air was split by the deafening
vocal detonations sent up by the Cam
bridge band. Harvard cheered for Har-
ward. Princeton cheered for Harvard.
Tiger clan. The Nassau representa-
tjon IA the stands stood up on its
hind legs and howled to the high
| heavens. Referee Schwartz blew on
/ his iittle tin whistle and the festive
fracas was on. The way Harvard
ripped apart the Tiger first line o.
! trenches was terrible TO behold, and
| the Cambridge cheer leaders wanted
/ tho matter brought TO public attention
/ When George Owen booted over that
drop kick in the early part of the firss
period Harvard stands were a riot Of
waving flags, whooping granddads,
! ALL l.
butantes and the common or garden
variety of paGAamonium.
| The assembled multitude actually
thought that the Harvard outburst was
new record for intensity until Afford
! scooped up Gehrke's tumble, Cleaves
tore around end and Crum piled owe
the line to the Princeton touchdown
Then the welkin rang, and when the
second drop kick gave the Tigers the
long end Of the 10 to score there
was another thunder of deafening.
cheers
One Of the great sueetacles Of the
day was the sudden recollection of the
vast crowd that it waa November II,
armistice day, when the field pieces Of
the Harvard Artillery unit began bark
ing out military salute in between
the halves. Around the amphitheater
ran murmur of remembrance of for
mer heroes of the gridiron who were
tenants of narrow grave in the far
, off field of France. When the boom
of the guns had died away, q bugler
perched on the very topmost point OF
the edifice, lined against the western
sky with his bugle to his lips, played
Taps" while the great crowd stood
reverently in. place, all silent and
thoughtful except the few mothers or
sisters who frankly sobbed as the waves
OF memory burst through from the
buried past.
Crowd Back TO Normal
Then the Crimson band blared forth
with the Star Spangled Banner" and the
spirits of the spectators were brought
) back TO normal by lively tune of the
principle by which the Black Watch OF
the famous Scotch battalions escort
their dead to a warriors grave with
doleful pipes and slow tread, while
they return from the burial ground to
the tune of highland fling with
jaunty quick step.
When the final whistle blew and the
Tiger had swallowed Johnny Harvard
right in his own back yard for the
first time in the twentieth century, to
make it sound like 4 noteworthy feas.
The waves of humanity burst over
the confines of the Princeton stands
and the snake dance around the field
was soon in full swing. Big Pill Ed
wards dashed down from the press box
on the western heights TO join the
maddencd multitude. Hail. Hail, the
Tigers Here" was the rallying cry
rs they zigzagged over the chalk lines
where their heroes had buried the
Cambridge crew in the dust OF defeat.
They threw hats, coats, shoes and ev-
erything decently detachable over the
goal posts. Long after the deepening
gloom had wrapped the field with n
blanket of darkness and mystery the
worshipful enthusiasts were still sour
rying from one sacred spot to the
other.
Here Afford nailed that tumble"
"Right there Crum made the touch
down.
Like the battle of Malplaquet, "it
was glorious victory" thongh, some
of the spectators might not have known
what it was all about. But the Tiger
town boys knew all about it. They
announced it in advance in fact, and
tonight they are telling the world and
Boston what a pleasant trip the willy
Tiger from Jungletown enjoyed when
he gamboled on the gridiron at Sol;
diers Field and shocked John Harvard
for rolling fall on November IL
ammo Adomini, 1922.