lly, and Andy
got the pigskin in a manner that elicited much applause. He carried it
down the gridiron for eight yards and passed it over to Jack. Then, on
the next down, Dale signaled for the trick play. Across the field came
the ball and then back to center. Here a quick turn was made that
bewildered the Dauntless eleven. On came the pigskin, and almost before
anybody knew it, Jack kicked a goal from the field.
"Hurrah! a field goal for Putnam Hall!"
"Talk about clever work, wasn't that great?"
"It sure was!"
"Never mind," came from a Dauntless supporter. "That doesn't count as
much as the goal from a touchdown."
"Well, it's blood for Putnam Hall, anyway."
Again the leather went into play, and once more each eleven did its
level best to force the pigskin over the opponents' line. The Dauntless
aggregation were now wary of more tricks, and they tried a trick of
their own, massing at the left and then running the ball up center. But
this did not work. The ball was lost to Andy, who passed it over to
Dale.
"Go it, Blackmore!" was the cry.
"Down him, Cressy!"
On and on sped Dale with the rival left end at his heels. Hogan and Jack
were pounding on behind, and they stopped Cressy from blocking the
Putnam Hall captain. Over the line came Dale, to drop flat an instant
later, out of breath.
"Hurrah! a touchdown for Putnam Hall."
"Now for a goal!"
The wind was blowing strongly, yet Andy measured the distance well and
kicked the goal, amid a cheering that could be heard half a mile.
"Oh, wasn't that grand!" murmured Flossie Ford.
"Perfectly lovely!" added Laura.
"It's what we wanted," answered Pepper. "Keep it up!" he yelled, and
blew his horn with all his might.
With nine minutes more to play, both elevens went at the game with great
vigor. The Dauntless team wanted at least to make a field goal--to tie
the score. But Putnam Hall held them back, and two minutes before the
whistle blew made another touchdown and kicked the goal. When the game
was ended the pigskin was on the Dauntless forty-five-yard line.
Putnam Hall had won!
What a cheering followed, and what a tooting of horns and sounding of
rattles! The cadets cheered for their opponents and were cheered in
return, and then all filed off the field.
"A dandy game!" cried Pepper to his chums. "Simply great!" And he fairly
hugged Jack and Andy.
"A splendid game," was Mr. Strong's comment.
"I am proud of our cadets," added Capt
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