r the line and the referee paced in fifteen yards, set the ball to
earth and waved toward the Thacher goal.

Martin faked a forward pass and the ball went to Gordon for a try at
right tackle. Thayer and Gafferty opened a fine hole there and Gordon
romped through and made eight before the Thacher secondary defence
brought him down. Martin completed the distance through centre. From the
twenty-four yards to the ten the ball went, progress, however, becoming
slower as the attack neared the goal. On a shift that brought Thayer to
the right side of the line, St. Clair got around the short end for three
and Martin added two more, leaving the pigskin on the five-yard line. It
was third down and Martin went back to kick. But after a moment's
hesitation Carmine changed his signals and the ends stole out toward the
side lines. Thacher proceeded to arrange her forces to intercept a
forward pass and again Carmine switched. The ends crept back and Martin
retired to the fifteen-yard line and patted the turf. Carmine knelt in
front of him and eyed the goal. Then the signals came again, and with
them the ball, and it was Martin who caught it and not Carmine. Two
steps to the right, a quick heave, a frenzied shouting from the
defenders of the goal, a confused jostling, and Captain Edwards, one
foot over the line, reached his arms into the air, pulled down the
hurtling pigskin, tore away from one of the enemy, lunged forward and
went down under a mass of bodies, but well over the goal line.

Brimfield found her enthusiasm then, and her voice, and cheered loudly
and long, only ceasing when Carmine walked out with the ball under his
arm and flung himself to the turf opposite the right hand goal post.
Thursby, hustled in by Coach Robey, measured distance and direction,
stepped forward and, as the line of Thacher warriors swept forward with
upstretched hands, swung his toe against the ball and sent it neatly
across the bar.

With the score seven to nothing against her, Thacher returned to the
fray with a fine determination, but, when the teams had changed places
after the kick-off and the last period had begun, she speedily found
that victory was not to be her portion. Mr. Robey sent in nearly a new
team during that last ten minutes and the substitutes, fresh and eager,
went at it hammer-and-tongs. Thacher enlisted fresh material, too, but
it couldn't stop the onslaught that soon took the ball down the field to
within close scoring distanc