The daily monitor leader. [volume] (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1942-19??, 1942-11-28

me forever, just the same. l
need q sister like you, and !
know Norman thinks you are
grand. BLY, dear, it's Norman
I'm going to marry"
Blythe Miller told herself
some days later that she would
never quite remember those
hours between Wednesday eve
ming and Thursday noon.
She just went through a con-
tinuous mental whirling. Sleep?
Not that night! She and Nancy
Hale lay abed together and talk
ed girl talk into the scandalous
hours. Baby Scooter slept in
Pops room, and once they got
up to 90 cover him and found
Link the puppy curled on the
pillow right at his ear.
All Thursday morning Blythe
and Nancy held down Pops Of
flee for him. He stayed away
with his football players, quiet
in a hotel. But the girls had ex-
element every moment. Liter
ally hundreds of people called.
Both of them had to be photo
graphed dozen times. The
newsreel pictures wanted more
shots, and Abe Loumann Of
World Features tried to entice
Nancy with q contract at double
his former offer. In the end he
sat there mopping his brow, de-
termined, waiting.
Interest quickened at p. m.
when everybody left to 60 to the
stadium. 1t would seat 1000
fans, and every seat would be
taken for this State u. game.
Blythe and Nancy and Scooter
of course would be sitting on the
Lincoln bench.
Blythe didn't 60 directly in
side the stadium, however. Nan
cy went on ahead because Scoot-
err was anxious to get near the
two big bands that were already
playing. Half the stadium seats
were filled by now. Blythe
waited near the players en-
trance. At a quarter of 2, bus
rolled up with Pop and his
lads" already in uniform.
Hi, Bly,! :. .Hello-o-o!"
"Bly, Blyl ...Yea-a-a-a, yoo-
hoo! Hi"
The players were yelling their
greetings, piling out of the bus.
She saw Duane. She saw Nor
man Dana. She saw Heavy I'm
derwood, somber of face be-
cause he wouldn't be able to
play. She saw all the other
eager cadets, football men for
one more game. She felt Pop
near her and kissed him when
he held her a moment-and then
all at once the others were
streaming in and she was alone
with Duane.
Listen, BLY,, listen! :. Lis
ten!" He kept repeating it, ner-
vously. II been thinking all
night. All day. l finally got
up courage enough to ask It.
That question I told you about.
BLY,, / been wanting to ask it for
more than a year. / got to ask
it now or I'll 60 crazy! Blythe,
sweetheart, could you possibly
marry me? I love you so. Could
you? Gould your"
Snatch him out of it, gang!"
Suddenly they were swamped!
His own teammates, seeing him
linger, had returned in force and
now they ran onto the field with
him while the stands began a
victory roaring.
Victory roaring?
Exactly that. People said,
later, that no team on earth
could have stopped the Lincolns
that day. Dana and Hogan, the
two great backs, were greater
than ever. BY fourth quarter
they had State u. in a daze.
And it was in this fourth
quarter, too, that another odd
little drama was recorded for
posterity. There was a time out
after Lincoln's third touchdown.
Duane Hogan had dropped back
to kick the goal, and in the dra-
matte moment of waiting he
turned to face the Lincoln
bench. Sixty thousand specta-
tors saw him begin making
strange hand signs.
Instantly, Blythe Miller jump
ed up from the bench and made
queer gestures of her own.
The referees shrill whistle cut
the air. He ran toward Duane.
They're coaching from the
sidelines!" yelled the State u.
captain angrily. Against the
rules!"