o not intend to weary my readers with a detailed account of the final
Cup ties, for everybody knows there were two played. In the first, when
the clubs tied, and Dumbarton had the best of the game, little Pate
Brown nearly lost his senses with excitement, and had frequently to lean
heavily on the shoulder of Lizzie Green to prevent him from falling
under the grand stand.
"What is it, dear, that makes you so terribly pale at a match?" she said
to him in a gentle whisper. "You must be ill, for I have never observed
you so excited before." Little did the young lady imagine what was at
issue, and the cause of Pate's nervousness; but she knew afterwards, and
had a jolly laugh over it in her own tidy little house at Govanhill.
Who does not remember the real final tie on Cathkin Park? Such a match
will, perhaps, never be seen in Scotland again. How both Queen's Park
and Dumbarton played with all the force and dash they could command, and
how at length the Queen's Park were the conquerors, and Pate Brown won
the double prize.
A few nights afterwards Pate received one hundred sovs. (there were no
second and third prizes) in the "Marie Stuart," and when he told the
young fellows assembled that he was about to get wed to Lizzie Green,
every soul of them (not even excepting Bill Weldon himself, who had
drawn Dumbarton in the speculation, and lost a few "sovs." on them too),
congratulated him on his choice, and called Pate a "lucky dog."
They all knew and admired the neat little girl who, among other blithe
and gentle faces, turned out to see the leading football matches, to
cheer the players when they won, and chaff them when they lost.
They were married--Pate Brown and Lizzie Green--and in presence of his
old club companions, whom he had invited to spend an evening at his new
house, Pate told the simple story of how he had got married to his
little darling a year sooner than he expected, all through drawing the
Queen's Park in a "SWEEP FOR THE CUP."
_IV.--FAMOUS ASSOCIATION PLAYERS--PAST AND PRESENT._
Little did the comparatively small but orderly group of enthusiastic
spectators who met around the ropes at Hamilton Crescent Ground,
Partick, eighteen years ago, to witness the first International
Association match, imagine the ultimate development of the Association
style of play in Scotland, and in after years the triumphs which awaited
her sons in contests with England. I was present, and shall never
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