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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Football Days, by William H. Edwards
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+Title: Football Days
+       Memories of the Game and of the Men behind the Ball
+
+Author: William H. Edwards
+
+Release Date: March 25, 2006 [EBook #18048]
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+Language: English
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+[Illustration: THREE VICTORIOUS PRINCETON CAPTAINS
+HILLEBRAND, COCHRAN, EDWARDS]
+
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+
+FOOTBALL DAYS
+
+MEMORIES OF THE GAME AND
+OF THE MEN BEHIND THE BALL
+
+
+BY
+
+WILLIAM H. EDWARDS
+PRINCETON 1900
+
+
+WITH INTRODUCTION BY
+WALTER CAMP
+YALE 1880
+
+
+MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY
+NEW YORK
+1916
+
+
+Copyright, 1916, By
+MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY
+NEW YORK
+
+
+
+
+Dedicated to John P. Poe, Jr.
+Princeton '95
+
+
+HONORED AND BELOVED BY HOSTS OF FRIENDS, HE REPRESENTED THE HIGHEST
+IDEALS OF AMERICAN FOOTBALL, NOT ONLY IN LIFE, BUT IN HIS DEATH UPON THE
+BATTLEFIELD IN FRANCE.
+
+AS I THINK OF HIM, THE STIRRING LINES OF HENRY NEWBOLDT COME TO ME AS A
+FITTING EULOGY:
+
+
+    VITA LAMPADA
+
+    There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night--
+    Ten to make and the match to win--
+    A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
+    An hour to play and the last man in.
+
+    And it's not for the sake of a ribboned-coat
+    Or the selfish hope of a season's fame,
+    But his captain's hand on his shoulder smote,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+    The sand of the desert is sodden red--
+    Red with the wreck of a square that broke,
+    The gatling jammed and the Colonel dead
+    And the Regiment blind with dust and smoke.
+
+    The river of death has brimmed its banks,
+    And England's far, and honor a name--
+    But the voice of a school boy rallies the ranks,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+    This is the word that year by year
+    While in her place the school is set
+    Every one of the sons must hear,
+    And none that hears it dares forget.
+
+    Thus they all with a joyful mind--
+    Bear their life like a torch in flame--
+    And failing, fling to the host behind,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+
+
+
+GREETING
+
+
+I value more highly than any other athletic gift I have ever received,
+the Princeton football championship banner that hangs on my wall. It was
+given to me by a friend who sent three boys to Princeton. It is a
+duplicate of the one that hangs in the trophy room of the gymnasium
+there.
+
+How often have I gazed longingly at the names of my loyal team-mates
+inscribed upon it. Many times have I run over in my mind the part that
+each one played on the memorable occasion when that banner was won.
+Memories cluster about that token that are dear and sacred to me.
+
+I see before me not only the faces of my team, but the faces of men of
+other years and other universities who have contributed so much to the
+great game of football. I recall the preparatory school days and the
+part that football played in our school and college careers. Again I see
+the athletic fields and the dressing rooms. I hear the earnest pleading
+of the coaches.
+
+I see the teams run out upon the field and hear the cheering throng. The
+coin is tossed in the air. The shrill blast of the referee's whistle
+signals the game to start. The ball is kicked off, and the contest is
+on.
+
+The thousands of spectators watch breathlessly. For the time the whole
+world is forgotten, except for the issue being fought out there before
+them.
+
+But we are not dressed in football suits nowadays. We are on the side
+lines. We have a different part to play. Years have compelled a change.
+In spirit, however, we are still "in the game."
+
+It is to share these memories with all true lovers of football and to
+pay a tribute to the heroes of the gridiron who are no longer with us
+that I have undertaken this volume. Let us together retrace the days in
+which we lived: days of preparation, days of victory, and days of
+defeat. Let us also look into the faces of some of the football heroes
+of years ago, and recall the achievements that made them famous. And let
+us recall, too, the men of the years just past who have so nobly upheld
+the traditions of the American game of football, and helped to place it
+on its present high plane.
+
+                                                  William H. Edwards.
+
+[Illustration: MY CORNER
+
+"Fond memory sheds the light of other days around me."]
+
+
+
+
+PROLOGUE
+
+
+They say that no man ever made a successful football player who was
+lacking in any quality of imagination. If this be true, and time and
+again has it been proved, then there is no more fitting dedication to a
+book dealing with the gridiron heroes of the past than to a man like
+Johnny Poe. For football is the abandon of body and mind to the
+obsession of the spirit that knows no obstacle, counts no danger and for
+the time being is dull and callous to physical pain or exhaustion. It is
+a something that makes one see visions as Johnny saw them!
+
+There is no sport in the world that brings out unselfishness as does
+this great gridiron game of ours. Every fall, second and scrub teams
+throughout the country sacrifice themselves only to let others enter the
+promised land of victory. It is a strange thing but one almost never
+hears any real football player criticise another's making the team,
+either his own or an All America. Although the player in this sport
+appreciates the loyal support of the thousands on the stands, every man
+realizes that his checks on the Bank of Cheers can never be cashed
+unless there is a deposit of hard work and practice. Perhaps all this in
+an indistinct and indefinite way explains why football players, the
+country over, understand each other and that when the game is attacked
+for any reason they stand shoulder to shoulder in defence of what they
+know down in the bottom of their hearts has such an influence on
+character building. And there is no one better fitted to tell the story
+of this and of the gridiron heroes than Big Bill Edwards, known not only
+as a player but far and wide as one of the best officials that ever
+handled the game. "A square deal and no roughing" was his motto, and
+every one realized it and accepted every decision unquestioningly. His
+association with players in so many angles has given him a particular
+insight into the sport and has enabled him to tell this story as no one
+else could.
+
+And what names to conjure with! The whistle blows and a shadowy host
+springs into action before one's misty eyes--Alex Moffat, the star of
+kickers, Hector Cowan, Heffelfinger, Gordon Brown, Ma Newell, Truxton
+Hare, Glass, Neil Snow and Shevlin, giants of linemen. But I must stop
+before I trespass upon what Bill Edwards will do better. Here's to them
+all--forty years of heroes!
+
+                                                  Walter Camp.
+
+[Illustration: WALTER CAMP
+
+Yale's Captain, '78-'79.]
+
+
+
+
+LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+Hillebrand, Cochran, Edwards                        _Frontispiece_
+
+My Corner
+
+Walter Camp, Yale's Captain '78-'79
+
+The Old Fifth Avenue Send-Off                                    1
+
+Old Yale Heroes--Lee McClung's Team                              5
+
+We Beat Andover                                                 11
+
+Lafayette's Great Team                                          24
+
+House in Disorder                                               30
+
+Hit Your Man Low                                                32
+
+Repairs                                                         34
+
+The Old Faithfuls                                               39
+
+Jim Rodgers' Team                                               45
+
+Cochran Was Game to the End                                     48
+
+On to New Haven--All Dressed Up and Ready to Go                 54
+
+Hillebrand's Last Charge                                        60
+
+Al Sharpe's Goal                                                64
+
+Touching the Match to Victory                                   67
+
+Alex Moffat and His Team                                        82
+
+Old Penn Heroes                                                100
+
+Pa Corbin's Team                                               108
+
+Breakers Ahead--Phil King in the Old Days                      125
+
+Lookout, Princeton!                                            130
+
+Barrett on One of His Famous Dashes; Exeter-Andover
+Game, 1915                                                     142
+
+Bill Hollenback Coming at You                                  147
+
+"The Next Day the Picture Was Gone"--Jim Cooney Making a
+Hole for Dana Kafer                                            158
+
+Johnny Poe, Football Player and Soldier                        181
+
+Northcroft Kicking the Field Goal Anticipated by the
+Navy and Feared by the Army                                    200
+
+Cadets and Middies Entering the Field                          224
+
+Two Aces--Bill Morley and Harold Weeks                         251
+
+Vic Kennard's Kick                                             255
+
+Sam White's Run                                                261
+
+King, of Harvard, Making a Run; Mahan Putting Black on
+His Head                                                       268
+
+Princeton's 1899 Team                                          272
+
+"Nothing Got by John DeWitt"                                   277
+
+John DeWitt About to Pick Up the Ball                          280
+
+The Ever Reliable Brickley--A Football Thoroughbred--Tack
+Hardwick                                                       284
+
+The Poe Family                                                 296
+
+Just Boys                                                      298
+
+Hobey Baker, Walter Camp, Jr., Snake Ames, Jr.                 303
+
+The Elect                                                      310
+
+How It Hurts to Lose                                           337
+
+Cornell's Great Team--1915                                     344
+
+One Scene Never Photographed in Football                       349
+
+Harvard, 1915                                                  354
+
+The Greatest Indian of Them All                                357
+
+Learning the Charge                                            363
+
+Billy Bull Advising with Captain Talbot                        367
+
+Michigan's Famous 1901 Team                                    370
+
+Columbia Back in the Game, 1915                                381
+
+Close to a Thriller. Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring
+Against Cornell                                                386
+
+Crash of Conflict. When Charge Meets Charge                    407
+
+Ainsworth, Yale's Terror in an Uphill Game                     416
+
+Two to One He Gets Away--Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson
+and Avery                                                      422
+
+Snapping the Ball with Lewis. "Two Inseparables"--Frank
+Hinkey and the Ball                                            428
+
+Marshall Newell                                                434
+
+McClung, Referee, Shevlin and Hogan                            450
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+Chap.                                                              Page
+
+I.--PREP. SCHOOL DAYS.                                             1-17
+
+My First Glimpse of a Varsity Team--The Yale Eleven of 1891--Lee
+McClung--Vance McCormick--Heffelfinger--Sanford--Impressions
+made upon a Boy--St. John's Military School--Lawrenceville--Making
+the Team--Andover and Hill School Games.
+
+II.--FRESHMAN YEAR.                                               18-29
+
+The Freedom of Freshman Year is Attractive--Catching the Spirit
+of the Place--Searching for Football Material--The Cannon
+Rush--Early Training with Jack McMasters--Tie Game with Lafayette
+at Easton--Humiliation of being taken out of a Game--Cornell
+Game--Joe Beacham's Fair Admirer in the Bleachers--Bill Church's
+Threat Carried Out--Garry Cochran's Victories against Harvard
+and Yale.
+
+III.--ELBOW TO ELBOW                                              30-41
+
+Dressing for Practice--Out upon the Field--Tackling--After
+Practice, Back to the Dressing-room--How a Player Finds
+Himself--The Training Table--Team Mates--A Surprise for John
+DeWitt's Team.
+
+IV.--MISTAKES IN THE GAME.                                        42-53
+
+If We could only Correct Mistakes We All Made--Defeats
+might be Turned into Victory--The Fellow that let Athletics
+be the Big Thing in His College Life--The '97 Defeat--No
+Recognition of Old Schoolmates--My Opponent was Charlie
+Chadwick--Jim Rodgers the Yale Captain--The Cochran-De
+Saulles Compact--Cochran Injured--His Last Game--Ad Kelly's
+Great Work--Mistakes Caused Sadness--Cornell Defeating
+Princeton at Ithaca in 1899--No Outstretched Hands at
+Princeton for our Homecoming.
+
+V.--MY LAST GAME                                                  54-67
+
+A Desire to Make the Last Game the Best--On to New
+Haven--Optimism--The Start of the Game--Bosey Reiter's
+Touchdown--Yale Scores on a Block Kick--Al Sharpe's Goal
+from the Field--Score 10 to 6, Yale Leading--Arthur Poe's
+Goal from the Field--Princeton Victory--The Joy of
+Winning--The Reception at Princeton.
+
+VI.--HEROES OF THE PAST--EARLY DAYS                               68-92
+
+Treasured Memory of Those who have Gone Before--Where are
+the Old-time Heroes?--Walter Camp--F. R. Vernon--Camp as
+a Captain--Chummy Eaton--John Harding--Eugene Baker--Fred
+Remington--Theodore McNair--Alexander Moffat--Wyllys
+Terry--Memories of John C. Bell.
+
+VII.--GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY                                    93-101
+
+His Entrance to Yale--Making the Team--Recollections of the
+Men he Played With and Against--The Lamar Run--Pennsylvania
+Experiences.
+
+VIII.--ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS                              102-124
+
+Old-time Signals--Fun with Bert Hansen--Sport Donnelly--Billy
+Rhodes and Gill--Victorious Days at Yale--Corbin's 1888
+Team--Pa Corbin's Speech when his Team was Banqueted--Mr. and
+Mrs. Walter Camp, Head Coaches of the Yale Football Team in
+1888--Cowan the Great--Story of His Football Days--He was
+Disqualified by Wyllys Terry--Tribute to Heffelfinger--Going
+Back with John Cranston.
+
+IX.--THE NINETIES AND AFTER                                     125-163
+
+The Day Sanford Made the Yale Team--Parke Davis--Sanford
+and Yost Obstructing the Traffic--Phil King--The Old
+Flying Wedges--Pop Gailey--Charlie Young--An Evening with Jim
+Rodgers--Vance McCormick and Denny O'Neil--Dartmouth and Some
+of Her Men--Dave Fultz--Christy Mathewson at Bucknell--Jack
+Munn Tells of Buffalo Bill--Booth Tells of his Western
+Experiences--Harry Kersburg--Heff Herring at Merton
+College--Carl Flanders--Bill Horr.
+
+X.--COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT                               164-180
+
+College Life in America is Rich in Traditions--The Value of
+College Spirit--Each College Has its Own Traditions--Alumni
+Parade--School Master and Boy--Victory must never Overshadow
+Honor--Constructive Criticism of the Alumni--Mass Meeting
+Enthusiasm--Horse Edwards, Princeton '89--Job E. Hedges.
+
+XI.--JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY                                     181-193
+
+Private W. Faulkner, a Comrade in the Black Watch, Tells of
+Poe's Death--Johnny's Last Words--Paul MacWhelan Gives
+London Impressions of Poe's Death--Anecdotes that Johnny
+Poe Wrote While in Nevada.
+
+XII.--ARMY AND NAVY                                             194-225
+
+Character and Training of West Point and Annapolis
+Players--Experience of the Visitor Watching the Drill
+of Battalion--Annapolis Recollections and Football
+Traditions at Naval Academy--Old Players--A Trip de Luxe
+to West Point--West Point Recollections--Harmon Graves--The
+Way They Have in the Army--The Army and Navy Game.
+
+XIII.--HARD LUCK IN THE GAME                                    226-246
+
+In Football, as it is in Life, We have no Use for a
+Quitter--Football a Game for the Man who Has Nerve--Many
+a Small Man has Made a Big Man look Ridiculous--Morris
+Ely Game Though Handicapped--Val Flood's Recollections--Andy
+Smith--Vonabalde Gammon of Georgia.
+
+XIV.--BRINGING HOME THE BACON                                   247-285
+
+Billy Bull's Recollections of Yale Games--The Day Columbia
+Beat Yale--Dressing Room Scene where Doxology Was
+Sung--Account by Richard Harding Davis--Introducing Vic
+Kennard of Harvard Fame--Opportunist Extraordinary--His
+Experience with Mr. E. H. Coy--Charlie Barrett, of
+Cornell--Eddie Hart of Princeton--Sam White--Joe Duff--Side
+Line Thoughts of Doctor W. A. Brooks and Evert Jansen
+Wendell--New Haven Wreck--Eddie Mahan talking--His Opinion
+of Frank Glick--George Chadwick of Yale--Arthur Poe--Story
+of his Run and of his Kick--John DeWitt's Story--Tichenor,
+of Georgia--"Bobbing Up and Down" Story--Charlie Brickley.
+
+XV.--THE BLOODY ANGLE                                           286-295
+
+Going Back to the Rough Days--Princeton vs. Harvard Fall
+of '87 at Jarvis Field--Luther Price's Experiences in the
+Game--Cowan's Disqualification by Wyllys Terry--The
+Umpire--Walter Camp was Referee--Holden Carried Off the
+Field--Bob Church's Valor.
+
+XVI.--THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL                                    296-305
+
+Football Men in Two Distinct Classes--Those who are Made
+into Players by the Coaches and Those who are Born with
+the Football Instinct--The Poes, Camps, Winters, Ames,
+Drapers, Riggs, Youngs, Withingtons, etc.
+
+XVII.--OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS                                    306-336
+
+Our Good Old Trainers--Jack McMasters--"Dear Old Jim
+Robinson"--Mike Murphy the Dean of Trainers--"The Old
+Mike"--A Chat with Pooch Donovan--Keene Fitzpatrick and his
+Experiences--Mike Sweeney--Jack Moakley--There is much
+Humor in Johnny Mack--Huggins of Brown--Harry Tuthill--Doctor
+W. M. Conant, Harvard '79, First Doctor in Charge of any team.
+
+XVIII.--NIGHTMARES                                              337-348
+
+Frank Morse, of Princeton on the Spirit in Defeat--Tom
+Shevlin's Story--Nightmares of W. C. Rhodes--A Yale
+Nightmare--Sam Morse--Jim Hogan--The Cornell Game of
+1915 is Eddie Mahan's Nightmare--Jack De Saulles' Nightmare.
+
+XIX.--MEN WHO COACHED                                           349-382
+
+No coaches in the Old Days--Personality Counts in
+Coaching--Football is Fickle--Haughton at Harvard at the
+Psychological Moment--Old Harvard Coaches--Al Sharpe--Glenn
+Warner--The Indians--Billy Bull in the Game--Sanford, the
+Unique--Making of Chadwick--W. R. Tichenor, Emergency Coach
+of the South--Auburn Recollections--Listening to Yost--Reggie
+Brown--Jimmy Knox--Harvard Scouts--Dartmouth Holds a Unique
+Position in College Football--Ed Hall, the father of Dartmouth
+Football--Myron E. Witham, Captain of the Dartmouth Team--Walter
+McCornack--Eddie Holt's Coaching--Harry Kersburg's Harvard
+Coaching Recollections--Making Two Star Players from the
+Football Discards--Vic Kennard and Rex Ver Wiebe--John H.
+Rush--Tad Jones--T. N. Metcalf--Tom Thorp--Bob Folwell--At
+Pennsylvania.
+
+XX.--UMPIRE AND REFEREE                                         383-406
+
+"Why Did He Give That Penalty?"--Emotions of an
+Official--John Bell's Recollections as an Official--In
+the Old Days One Official Handled the Entire Game--Dashiell's
+Reminiscences--Matthew McClung--Conversation with John L.
+Sullivan--My Own Personal Experiences--Evarts Wrenn at
+Work--Dan Hurley--Bill Crowell--Phil Draper's Ideas--Wyllys
+Terry's Official Recollections--Explanation of the Cowan
+Disqualification--Pa Corbin--Joe Pendleton--Refereeing
+with Nate Tufts--Okeson.
+
+XXI.--CRASH OF CONFLICT                                         407-433
+
+The First Five Minutes of Play--A Good Start usually
+means a Good Ending--Bracelet in the Game--Lueder and
+Blondy Wallace--"I've Got You Buffaloed"--Tom Shevlin
+remarked: "Mike, This Isn't Football--It's War"--Bemus
+Pierce: "Now Keep your Eyes Open and Find out who it
+Was"--"If You Won't be Beat, You Can't be Beat," said
+Johnny Poe--Rinehart Tells how he Tried to Get even with
+Sam Boyle--Barkie Donald and Bemus Pierce--The Yale-Harvard
+Game at Springfield '94--Result; No Game for Nine Years--Frank
+Hinkey and Wrightington's Broken Collar-bone--Joe Beacham's
+Paragon--Sandy Hunt--Bill Hollenback.
+
+XXII.--LEST WE FORGET                                           434-460
+
+Marshall Newell--Gordon Brown--James J. Hogan--Thomas
+J. Shevlin--Francis H. Burr--Neil Snow--Billy
+Bannard--Harry Hooper--Richard Harding Davis--McClung.
+
+XXIII.--ALOHA                                                   461-464
+
+Hail and Farewell--The Old Game and the New
+Compared--Exclusively Collegiate Sport--Isaac H. Bromley,
+Yale '53, Sums up the Spirit of College Life and Sport!
+
+[Illustration: THE OLD FIFTH AVENUE SEND-OFF]
+
+
+
+
+FOOTBALL DAYS
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I
+
+PREP. SCHOOL DAYS
+
+
+To every man there comes a moment that marks the turning point of his
+career. For me it was a certain Saturday morning in the autumn of 1891.
+As I look back upon it, across the years, I feel something of the same
+thrill that stirred my boyish blood that day and opened a door through
+which I looked into a new world.
+
+I had just come to the city, a country boy, from my home in Lisle,
+N. Y., to attend the Horace Mann School. As I walked across Madison Square,
+I glanced toward the old Fifth Avenue Hotel, where my eyes fell upon the
+scene depicted in the accompanying picture. Almost before I was aware of
+it my curiosity led me to mingle with the crowd surging in and out of
+the hotel, and I learned by questioning the bystanders that it was the
+headquarters of the Yale team, which that afternoon was to play
+Princeton at the Polo Grounds. The players were about to leave the hotel
+for the field, and I hurried inside to catch a glimpse of them.
+
+The air was charged with enthusiasm, and I soon caught the
+infection--although it was all new to me then--of the vital power of
+college spirit which later so completely dominated my life. I recall
+with vividness how I lingered and waited for something to happen. Men
+were standing in groups, and all eyes were centered upon the heroes of
+the team. Every one was talking football. Some of the names heard then
+have never been forgotten by me. There was the giant Heffelfinger whom
+every one seemed anxious to meet. I was told that he was the crack Yale
+guard. I looked at him, and, then and there, I joined the hero
+worshippers.
+
+I also remember Lee McClung, the Yale captain, who seemed to realize the
+responsibilities that rested upon his shoulders. There was an air of
+restraint upon him. In later years he became Treasurer of the United
+States and his signature was upon the country's currency. My most vivid
+recollection of him will be, however, as he stood there that day in the
+corridor of the famous old hotel, on the day of a great football
+conflict with Princeton. Then Sanford was pointed out to me, the Yale
+center-rush. I recall his eagerness to get out to the "bus" and to be on
+his way to the field. When the starting signal was given by the captain,
+Sanford's huge form was in the front rank of the crowd that poured out
+upon the sidewalk.
+
+The whole scene was intensely thrilling to me, and I did not leave
+until the last player had entered the "bus" and it drove off. Crowds of
+Yale men and spectators gave the players cheer after cheer as they
+rolled away. The flags with which the "bus" was decorated waved in the
+breeze, and I watched them with indescribable fascination until they
+were out of sight. The noise made by the Yale students I learned
+afterwards was college cheering, and college cheers once heard by a boy
+are never forgotten.
+
+Many in that throng were going to the game. I could not go, but the
+scene that I had just witnessed gave me an inspiration. It stirred
+something within me, and down deep in my soul there was born a desire to
+go to college.
+
+I made my way directly to the Y. M. C. A. gymnasium, then at the corner
+of Fourth Avenue and Twenty-third Street. Athletics had for me a greater
+attraction than ever before, and from that day I applied myself with
+increased enthusiasm to the work of the gymnasium.
+
+The following autumn I entered St. John's Military Academy at Manlius,
+N. Y., a short distance from my old home. I was only seventeen years of
+age and weighed 217 pounds.
+
+Former Adjutant General William Verbeck--then Colonel Verbeck--was Head
+Master. Before I was fairly settled in my room, the Colonel had drafted
+me as a candidate for the football team. I wanted to try for the team,
+and was as eager to make it as he evidently was to have me make it. But
+I did not have any football togs, and the supply at the school did not
+contain any large enough.
+
+So I had to have some built for me. The day they arrived, much to my
+disappointment, I found the trousers were made of white canvas. Their
+newness was appalling and I pictured myself in them with feelings of
+dismay. I robbed them of their whiteness that night by mopping up a lot
+of mud with them behind the gymnasium. When they had dried--by
+morning--they looked like a pair of real football trousers.
+
+George Redington of Yale was our football coach. He was full of
+contagious fire. Redington seemed interested in me and gave me much
+individual coaching. Colonel Verbeck matched him in love of the game. He
+not only believed in athletics, but he played at end on the second team,
+and it was pretty difficult for the boys to get the best of him. They
+made an unusual effort to put the Colonel out of the plays, but, try as
+hard as they might, he generally came out on top. The result was a
+decided increase in the spirit of the game.
+
+We had one of the best preparatory school teams in that locality, but
+owing to our distance from the larger preparatory schools, we were
+forced to play Syracuse, Hobart, Hamilton, Rochester, Colgate, and
+Cazenovia Seminary--all of whom we defeated. We also played against the
+Syracuse Athletic Association, whose team was composed of
+professional athletes as well as former college players. Bert Hanson,
+who had been a great center at Yale, was one of this team.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+H. Wallis   Coxe   Cochran   Nessler   Heffelfinger   W. Winter   Mills
+Sanford   Hartwell   Morrison   Graves    Stillman
+McCormick   McClung   L. T. Bliss
+C. Bliss   Hinkey   Barbour   T. Dyer
+
+OLD YALE HEROES--LEE McCLUNG'S TEAM]
+
+Recalling the men who played on our St. John's team, I am confident that
+if all of them had gone to college, most of them would have made the
+Varsity. In fact, some did.
+
+It was decided that I should go to Lawrenceville School, en route to
+Princeton. It was on the trip from Trenton to Lawrenceville, in the big
+stage coach loaded with boys, I got my first dose of homesickness. The
+prospect of new surroundings made me yearn for St. John's.
+
+The "blue hour" of boyhood, however, is a brief one. I was soon engaged
+in conversation with a little fellow who was sitting beside me and who
+began discussing the ever-popular subject of football. He was very
+inquisitive and wanted to know if I had ever played the game, and if I
+was going to try for the team.
+
+He told me about the great game Lawrenceville played with the Princeton
+Varsity the year before, when Lawrenceville scored six points before
+Princeton realized what they were really up against. He fascinated me by
+his graphic description. There was a glowing account of the playing of
+Garry Cochran, the great captain of the Lawrenceville team, who had just
+graduated and gone to Princeton, together with Sport Armstrong, the
+giant tackle.
+
+These men were sure to live in Lawrenceville's history if for nothing
+else than the part they had played in that notable game, although
+Princeton rallied and won 8 to 6. It was not long before I learned that
+my newly-made friend was Billy McGibbon, a member of the Lawrenceville
+baseball team.
+
+"Just wait until you see Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble play behind
+the line," he went on; and from that moment I began to be a part of the
+new life, the threshold of which I was crossing. Strangely enough the
+memory of getting settled in my new quarters faded with the eventful
+moment when the call for candidates came, and I went out with the rest
+of the boys to try for the team.
+
+Competition was keen and many candidates offered themselves. I was
+placed on the scrub team. One of my first attempts for supremacy was in
+the early part of the season when I was placed as right guard of the
+scrub against Perry Wentz, an old star player of the school and
+absolutely sure of his position. I recall how on several occasions the
+first team could not gain as much distance through the second as the men
+desired, and Wentz, who later on distinguished himself on the Varsity at
+Princeton and still later as a crack player on Pennsylvania, seemed to
+have trouble in opening up my position.
+
+Max Rutter, the Lawrenceville captain, with the directness that usually
+characterizes such officers, called this fact to Wentz's attention.
+Wentz, who probably felt naturally his pride of football fame, became
+quite angry at Rutter's remark that he was being outplayed. He took off
+his nose-guard, threw it on the ground and left the field.
+
+Rutter moved me over to the first team in Wentz's place. That night
+there was a general upset on the team which was settled amicably,
+however, and the next day Wentz continued playing in his old place. The
+position of guard was given to me on the other side of the line, George
+Cadwalader being moved out to the position of tackle. This was the same
+Cadwalader who subsequently went to Yale and made a great name for
+himself on the gridiron, in spite of the fact that he remained at New
+Haven but one year.
+
+It was here at Lawrenceville that this great player made his reputation
+as a goal kicker, a fame that was enhanced during his football days at
+Yale. Max Rutter, the captain of the Lawrenceville team, went to
+Williams and played on the Varsity, eventually becoming captain there
+also. Ned Moffat, nephew of Princeton's great Alex Moffat, played end
+rush.
+
+About this time I began to realize that Billy McGibbon had given me a
+correct line on Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble. These two players
+worked wonderfully well together, and were an effective scoring machine
+with the assistance of Doc MacNider and Dave Davis.
+
+During these days at Lawrenceville Owen Johnson gathered the material
+for those interesting stories in which he used his old schoolmates for
+the characters. The thin disguise of Doc Macnooder does not, however,
+conceal Doc MacNider from his old schoolboy friends. The same is true of
+the slightly changed names of Garry Cochran, Turk Righter, Charlie de
+Saulles and Billy Dibble.
+
+Charlie de Saulles, after graduation, went to Yale and continued his
+wonderful, spectacular career on the gridiron. We will spend an
+afternoon with him on the Yale field later.
+
+Billy Dibble went to Williams and played a marvelous game until he was
+injured, early in his freshman year. It was during those days that I met
+Garry Cochran, Sport Armstrong and other Princeton coaches for the first
+time. They used to come over to assist in coaching our team. Our regular
+coaches at Lawrenceville were Walter B. Street, who had been a famous
+football star years before at Williams, and William J. George, renowned
+in Princeton's football history as a center-rush. I cannot praise the
+work of these men too highly. They were thoroughbreds in every sense of
+the word.
+
+It was one of the old traditions of Lawrenceville football to have a
+game every year with Pennington Seminary. What man is there who
+attended either school who does not recall the spirit of those old-time
+contests?
+
+The Hill School was another of our football rivals. The trip to
+Pottstown, Pa., was an event eagerly looked forward to--so also was the
+Hill School's return game at Lawrenceville. The rivalry between the two
+schools was keen.
+
+Everything possible was done at the Hill School to make our visit a
+pleasant one. The score of 28 to 0, by which Lawrenceville won the game
+that year, made it especially pleasant.
+
+As I recall that trip, two men stand out in my memory. One was John
+Meigs, the Head Master. The other was Mike Sweeney, the Trainer and
+Athletic Director. They were the two central figures of Hill School
+traditions.
+
+Interest in football was emphasized at that time by the approaching game
+with Andover at Lawrenceville. This was the first time that these two
+teams had ever played. Andover was probably more renowned in football
+annals than any school Lawrenceville had played up to this time. The
+Lawrenceville coaches realized that the game would be a strenuous one.
+After a conference, the two coaches decided that it would be wise to see
+Andover play at Andover the week before we were to play them.
+Accordingly, Mr. George went to Andover, and when he returned, he
+gathered the team around him in one of the recitation halls and
+described carefully the offense and defense of our coming opponents. He
+also demonstrated with checkers what each man did in every play and
+placed emphasis on the work of Eddie Holt, who was acting captain of the
+Andover team. To represent Holt's giant build he placed one checker on
+top of another, saying, as I remember, with great seriousness:
+
+"This topped checker represents Holt. He must be taken care of, and it
+will require two Lawrenceville men to stop him on every play. I am
+certain of this for Holt was a marvel last Saturday."
+
+During the week we drilled secretly and most earnestly in anticipation
+of defeating Andover. The game attracted an unusually large number of
+spectators. Lawrenceville made it a gala day for its alumni, and all the
+old Andover and Lawrenceville boys who could get there witnessed the
+game.
+
+When the Andover team ran out upon the field we were all anxious to see
+how big Holt loomed up. He certainly was a giant and towered high above
+the other members of his team. Soon the whistle blew, and the trouble
+was on. In memory now I can see Billy Dibble circling Andover's end for
+twenty-five yards, scoring a touchdown amid tremendous excitement.
+
+This all transpired during the first minute and a half of play. Emerson
+once said, "We live by moments," and the first minute and a half of that
+game must stand out as one of the eventful periods in the life of
+every man who recalls that day of play. No grown-up schoolboy can fail
+to appreciate the scene or miss the wave of boyish enthusiasm that
+rolled over the field at this unlooked for beginning of a memorable game
+between schoolboys.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Davis   MacNider   Dibble
+de Saulles
+Moffat   Cadwalader   Edwards   Walton   Wentz   Geer   Rotter
+
+WE BEAT ANDOVER]
+
+This wonderful start of the Lawrenceville team was a goading spur to its
+opponents. Johnnie Barnes, an ex-Lawrenceville boy, now quarterback on
+the Andover team, seemed fairly inspired as he urged his team on. Eddie
+Holt was called upon time and again. He was making strong advances,
+aided by French, Hine and Porter. Together they worked out a touchdown.
+But Lawrenceville rallied and for the rest of the game their teamwork
+was masterly. Bat Geer, who was later a Princeton Varsity player,
+Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble, each scored touchdowns, making
+three altogether for their school.
+
+Thus Lawrenceville, with the score 20 to 6, stepped forth into a new era
+and entered the larger football world where she was to remain and
+increase her heroic accomplishments in after years.
+
+It is needless to say that the night following this victory was a
+crowning one in our preparatory football experiences. Bonfires were
+lighted, speeches were the order of the hour, and members of the team
+were the guests of honor at a banquet in the Upper House. There was no
+rowdy "revelry by night" to spoil the memory of the occasion. It was
+just one simple, fine and fitting celebration of a wholesome school
+victory on the field of football.
+
+
+LAST YEAR AT LAWRENCEVILLE
+
+It was up to Billy Dibble, the new captain, to bring about another
+championship. We were to play Andover a return game there. Captain
+Dibble was left with but three of last year's team as a foundation to
+build on. Dibble's team made a wonderful record. He was a splendid
+example for the team to follow, and his playing, his enthusiasm, and
+earnest efforts contributed much toward the winning of the Andover,
+Princeton freshmen and Hill School games. There appeared at
+Lawrenceville a new coach who assisted Street and George. He was none
+other than the famous Princeton halfback, Douglas Ward, whose record as
+an honored man in the classroom as well as on the football field was
+well known to all of us, and had stood out among college athletes as a
+wonderful example. He was very modest. I recall that some one once asked
+him how he made the only touchdown against Yale in the '93 game. His
+reply was: "Oh, somebody just pushed me over."
+
+Fresh in my memory is the wonderful trip that we boys made to Andover.
+We were proud of the fact that the Colonial Express was especially
+ordered to stop at Trenton for us, and as we took our seats in the
+Pullman car, we realized that our long looked for expedition had really
+begun.
+
+We had a great deal of fun on the trip to Boston. Good old George
+Cadwalader was the center of most of the jokes. His 215 pounds added to
+the discomfort of a pair of pointed patent leather shoes, which were far
+too small for him. As soon as he was settled in the train he removed
+them and dozed off to sleep. Turk Righter and some of the other fun
+makers tied the shoe strings together, and hung them out of the window
+where they blew noisily against the window pane.
+
+When we arrived in Jersey City it was a treat for us to see our train
+put aboard the ferry boat of the N. Y., N. H. & H. R. R., and, as we
+sailed down the bay, up the East River and under the Brooklyn Bridge to
+the New Haven docks, it all seemed very big and wonderful.
+
+When the train stopped at New Haven, we were met by the
+Yale-Lawrenceville men, who wished us the best of luck; some of them
+making the trip with us to Boston. When we arrived in Andover the next
+day I had the satisfaction of seeing my brother and cousin, who were at
+that time attending Andover Academy.
+
+The hospitality that was accorded the Andover team, while at
+Lawrenceville the year before, was repaid in royal fashion. We had ample
+time to view the grounds and buildings and grow keen in anticipation
+and interest in the afternoon's contest.
+
+When the whistle blew, we were there for business. My personal opponent
+was a fellow named Hillebrand, who besides being a football player was
+Andover's star pitcher. Later on we became the best of friends and side
+partners on the Princeton team, and often spoke of our first meeting
+when we played against each other. Hillebrand was one of the greatest
+athletes Andover ever turned out. Lawrenceville defeated Andover in one
+of the hardest and most exciting of all Prep. School contests, one that
+was uncertain from beginning to end.
+
+Billy Dibble played the star game of the day and after eight minutes he
+scored a touchdown. Cadwalader booted the ball over the goal and the
+score was 6 to 0. The Lawrenceville backfield, made up of Powell, Dave
+Davis, Cap Kafer and Dibble, worked wonderfully well. Kafer did some
+excellent punting against his remarkable opponent Barker, who seemed to
+be as expert as he.
+
+The efficient work of Hillebrand and of Chadwell, the colored end-rush,
+stands out pre-eminently. The latter player developed into one of the
+best end-rushes that ever played at Williams. Goodwin, Barker and
+Greenway contributed much to Andover's good play. Jim Greenway is one of
+the famous Greenway boys whose athletic history at Yale is a matter of
+record. A few minutes later the Andover crowd were aroused by Goodwin
+making the longest run of the game--fifty-five yards, scoring Andover's
+first touchdown, and making the score 6 to 6.
+
+There was great speculation as to which team would win the game, but
+Billy Dibble, aided by the wonderful interference on the part of Babe
+Eddie, who afterward played end on the Yale team, and Emerson, who, had
+he gone to college, would have been a wonder, made a touchdown. George
+Cadwalader with his sure right foot made the score 12 to 6. Enthusiasm
+was at its height. Andover rooters were calling upon their team to tie
+the score. A touchdown and goal would mean a tie. The Andover team
+seemed to answer their call, for soon Goodwin scored a touchdown, making
+the score 12 to 10, and Butterfield, Andover's right halfback, was put
+to the test amidst great excitement. The ball went just to the side of
+the goal post, and Lawrenceville had won 12 to 10. Great is the thrill
+of a victory won on an opponent's field!
+
+That night after dinner, as I was sitting in my brother's room, with
+some of his Andover friends, there was a yell from outside, and a loud
+knock on the door. In walked a big fellow wearing a blue sweater.
+Through his open coat one could observe the big white letter "A." It
+proved to be none other than Doc Hillebrand. Without one word of comment
+he walked over to where I was sitting and said: "Edwards, what was the
+score of the game to-day?" I could not get the idea at all. I said:
+"Why, you ought to know." He replied: "12 to 10," and turning on his
+heel, left the room. This caused a good deal of amusement, but it was
+soon explained that Hillebrand was being initiated into a secret society
+and that this was one of the initiation stunts.
+
+It was a wonderfully happy trip back to Lawrenceville. The spirit ran
+high. It was then that Turk Righter wrote the well known Lawrenceville
+verse which we sang again and again:
+
+    Cap kicked, Barker kicked
+    Cap he got the best of it
+    They both kicked together
+    But Cap kicked very hard
+    Bill ran, Dave ran
+    Then Andover lost her grip
+    She also lost her championship
+    Sis, boom ah!
+
+As we were about two miles outside of Lawrenceville, we saw a mass of
+light in the roadway, and when we heard the boys yelling at the top of
+their voices, we realized that the school was having a torch-light
+procession and coming to welcome us. Great is that recollection! They
+took the horses off and dragged the stage back to Lawrenceville and in
+and about the campus. It was not long before the whole school was
+singing the song of success that Turk Righter had written.
+
+A big celebration followed. We did not break training because we had
+still another game to play. When Lawrenceville had beaten the Hill
+School 20 to 0, many of us realized that we had played our last game for
+Lawrenceville. George Cadwalader was shortly afterward elected Captain
+for the coming year. It was at this time that Lawrenceville was
+overjoyed to learn that Garry Cochran, a sophomore at Princeton, had
+been elected captain of the Princeton varsity. This recalled former
+Lawrenceville boys, Pop Warren and Doggie Trenchard, who had played at
+Lawrenceville, gone to Princeton and had become varsity captains there.
+Snake Ames also prepared at Lawrenceville.
+
+I might incidentally state that we stayed at Lawrenceville until June to
+get our diplomas, realizing that there were many able fellows to
+continue the successful traditions of Lawrenceville football, George
+Mattis, Howard Richards, Jack de Saulles, Cliff Bucknam, John De Witt,
+Bummie Ritter, Dana Kafer, John Dana, Charlie Dudley, Heff Herring,
+Charlie Raymond, Biglow, the Waller brothers and others.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II
+
+FRESHMAN YEAR
+
+
+I believe that every man who has had the privilege of going to college
+will agree with me that as a freshman lands in a college town, he is a
+very happy and interested individual. The newness of things and his
+freedom are very attractive. He comes to college fresh from his school
+day experiences ready to conform himself to the traditions and customs
+of the new school, his college choice.
+
+The world will never again look quite so big to a boy as it did then.
+Entering as boys do, in the fall of the year, the uppermost thing in
+mind, outside of the classroom, is football. Sometimes it is the
+uppermost thought in the classroom. What kind of a Varsity football team
+are we going to have? This is the question heard on all sides.
+
+Every bit of available football material is eagerly sought by the
+coaches. I recall so well my freshman year at Princeton, how Garry
+Cochran, captain of the football team, went about the college with
+Johnny Poe, looking over the undergraduates and watching the incoming
+trains for football possibilities. If a fellow looked as though he
+might have good material to work upon, he was asked to report at the
+Varsity field the next day.
+
+All athletic interests are focused on the gridiron. The young
+undergraduate who has no likelihood of making the team, fills himself
+with facts about the individuals who are trying to win a place. He
+starts out to be a loyal rooter, realizing that next to being a player,
+the natural thing is to attend practice and cheer the team in their
+work; he becomes interested in the individual progress each candidate is
+making. In this way, the members of the team know that they have the
+support of the college, and this makes them play harder. This builds up
+college spirit.
+
+Every college has its own freshman and sophomore traditions; one at
+Princeton is, that shortly after college opens there must be a rush
+about the cannon, between the freshman and sophomore classes. All those
+who have witnessed this sight, know that it is a vital part of Princeton
+undergraduate life. On that night in my freshman year, great care was
+taken by Cochran that none of the incoming football material engaged in
+the rush. No chances were taken of injuring a good football prospect
+among either freshmen or sophomores. Eddie Holt, Bert Wheeler, Arthur
+Poe, Doc Hillebrand, Bummie Booth and I were in the front ranks of the
+class of 1900, stationed back of Witherspoon Hall ready to make the
+rush upon the sophomores, who were huddled together guarding the cannon.
+Cochran and his coterie of coachers ran out as we were approaching the
+cannon and forced us out of the contest. He ordered us to stand on the
+outside of the surging crowd. There we were allowed to do a little
+"close work," but we were not permitted to get into the heat of the
+fray. Cochran knew all of us because we were among those who had been
+called to college before the opening to enter preliminary training.
+Every football player who has had the experience of being summoned ahead
+of time will understand my feeling. I was very happy when I received
+from Cochran, during the summer before I entered Princeton, a letter
+inviting me to report for football practice two weeks before college
+opened. When I arrived at Princeton on the appointed day, I found the
+candidates for the team at the training quarters.
+
+At that time freshmen were not barred from varsity teams.
+
+There was a reunion of friends from Lawrenceville and other schools.
+There was Doc Hillebrand, against whom I had played in the Andover game
+the year before. Eddie Holt loomed up and I recalled him as the big
+fellow who played on the Andover team against Lawrenceville two years
+before. He had gone from Andover to Harvard and had played on the
+Harvard team the year before, and had decided to leave Harvard and
+enter Princeton.
+
+There were Lew Palmer, Bummie Booth, Arthur Poe, Bert Wheeler, Eddie
+Burke and many others whom I grew to know well later on.
+
+Trainer Jack McMasters was on the job and put us through some very
+severe preliminary training. It was warm in New Jersey early in
+September, and often in the middle of practice Jack would occasionally
+play the hose on us. It did not take us long to learn that varsity
+football training was much more strenuous than that of the preparatory
+school. The vigorous programme, prepared, especially for me, convinced
+me that McMasters and the coaches had decided that my 224 pounds were
+too much weight. Jack and I used to meet at the field house four
+mornings each week. He would array me in thick woolen things, and top
+them off with a couple of sweaters, so that I felt as big as a house. He
+would then take me out for an excursion of eight miles across country,
+running and walking. Sometimes other candidates kept us company, but
+only Jack and I survived.
+
+On these trips, I would lose anywhere from five to six pounds. I got
+accustomed to this jaunt and its discomforts after a while, but there
+was one thing that always aggravated me. While Jack made me suffer, he
+indulged himself. He would stop at a favorite spring of his, kneel down
+and take a refreshing drink, right before my very eyes, and then,
+although my throat was parched, he would bar me even from wetting my
+tongue. He was decidedly unsociable, but from a training standpoint, he
+was entirely "on to his job."
+
+As both captain and trainer soon found that I was being overworked, I
+had some "let up" of this strenuous system. The extra work in addition
+to the regular afternoon practice, made my days pretty severe going and
+when night came I was not troubled with insomnia.
+
+It was during this time that Biffy Lea, one of Princeton's greatest
+tackles, was slowly but surely making a wonderful tackle out of Doc
+Hillebrand. Bert Wheeler was making rapid strides to attain the position
+of halfback. They were the only two freshmen who made the team that
+year. I was one of those that failed.
+
+We were soon in shape for the first try-out of the season; preliminary
+training was over, and the team was ready for its first game. We won the
+Rutgers game 44 to 0 and after we defeated the Navy, we went to play
+Lafayette at Easton. I had as my opponent in the Lafayette game,
+Rinehart. I shall never forget this game. I was playing left guard
+alongside of Jarvie Geer, who was a substitute for Bill Church, who had
+been injured in practice the week before and could not play. Just before
+the first half was over, Lafayette feinted on a kick, and instead of
+Bray, that star Lafayette fullback, boosting the ball, Barclay shot
+through the line between Geer and myself for thirty yards. There was my
+down-fall. Rinehart had taken care of me beautifully, and finally, Net
+Poe saved the day by making a beautiful tackle of Barclay, who was fast
+approaching the Princeton goal line. There was no score made, but the
+fact that Barclay had made the distance through me, made me feel mighty
+mean. I recall Cochran during the intermission, when he said: "Holt; you
+take Edwards' place at left-guard."
+
+The battle between those giants during the second half was a sight worth
+seeing and an incident recalled by all those who witnessed the game.
+
+Neither side scored and it was a hard-fought struggle.
+
+One day, one play, often ruins a man's chances. I had played as a
+regular in the first three games of the season. I was being tried out
+and had been found wanting. I had proved a disappointment, and I knew
+Cochran knew it and I knew the whole college would know it, but I made
+up my mind to give the very best I had in me, and hoped to square myself
+later and make the team. I knew what it was to be humiliated, taken out
+of a game, and to realize that I had not stood the test. I began to
+reason it out--maybe I was carried away with the fact of having played
+on the varsity team--maybe I did not give my best. Anyway I learned
+much that day. It was my first big lesson of failure in football. That
+failure and its meaning lived with me.
+
+I have always had great respect for Rinehart, and his great team mates.
+Walbridge and Barclay were a great team in themselves, backed up by Bray
+at fullback. It was this same team that, later in the fall, beat
+Pennsylvania, without the services of Captain Walbridge, who had been
+injured.
+
+It was not long after this that Princeton played Cornell at Princeton. I
+recall the day I first saw Joe Beacham, that popular son of Cornell, who
+afterwards coached West Point. He is now in the regular army, stationed
+at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. He was captain of the Cornell team in '96.
+He had on his team the famous players, Dan Reed, on whom Cornell counts
+much in these years to assist Al Sharpe in the coaching; Tom Fennel,
+Taussig and Freeborn. With these stars assisting, Cornell could do
+nothing with Princeton's great team and the score 37 to 0 tells the
+tale.
+
+I was not playing in this game, but recall the following incident. Joe
+Beacham was making a flying run through the Princeton team. A very
+pretty girl covered with furs, wearing the red and white of Cornell, was
+enthusiastically yelling at the top of her voice "Go it, Joe! go it,
+Joe!" much to the delight and admiration of the Princeton
+undergraduates near her. Since then Joe has told me that it was his
+sister. Maybe it was, but as Joe was rushing onward, with Dan Reed and
+Tom Fennel interfering wonderfully for him, and urged on by his fond
+admirer in the grandstand, his progress was rudely halted by the huge
+form of Edwin Crowdis which appeared like a cloud on the horizon and
+projected itself before the oncoming scoring machine of Cornell. When
+they met, great was the crash, for Crowdis spilled the player, ball and
+all. This was the time, the place, and the girl; and it meant that Edwin
+Crowdis had made the Princeton Varsity team.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Brink   Thorne   Hubby   Bray   Bishop   Park   Davis
+Rowland   Jones   Walbridge   Barclay   Ziser   Rinehart   Herr   Gates
+Spear   Best   Weidenmeyer   Hill   Trexler
+
+LAFAYETTE'S GREAT TEAM]
+
+I realized it at the moment, and although I knew that it would probably
+put me in the substitute ranks for the rest of the season, I was wild
+with joy to see Edwin develop at this particular moment, and perform his
+great play. His day had come, his was the reward, and Joe Beacham had
+been laid low. As for the girl, she subsided abruptly, and is said to
+have remarked, as Crowdis smashed the Cornell machine: "Well, I never
+did like a fat man anyway!"
+
+One day in a practice game, against the scrub, this year, Garry Cochran,
+who was standing on the side lines resting from the result of an injury,
+became so frantic over the poor showing of the varsity, pulled off his
+sweater and jumped into the game in spite of the trainers' earnest
+entreaty not to. He tried to instill a new spirit into the game. It was
+one of those terrible Monday practice games, of which every football
+player knows. The varsity could not make any substantial gains against
+the second team, which was unusually strong that year, as most of the
+varsity substitutes were playing. How frantic Bill Church was! He was
+playing tackle alongside of Edwin Crowdis, against whom I was playing.
+My chances of making the Varsity were getting slimmer. Very few practice
+days were left before the men would be selected for the final game. I
+was making the last earnest stand. The varsity line men were not opening
+up the scrub line as easily as they desired, and we were all stopping up
+the offensive play of the Varsity. I was going through very low and
+tackling Crowdis around the legs, trying to carry him back into the
+play. Church was very angry at my doing this, and told Crowdis to hit
+me, if I did it again, but Edwin was a good-natured, clean player; in
+fact, I doubt if he ever rough played any man. Finally, after several
+plays, Church said, "If you don't hit him, I will," and he sure made
+good his threat, for on the next play, when I was at the bottom of the
+heap in the scrimmage, Church handed me one of those stiff "Bill Church
+blows," emphasizing the tribute with his leather thumb protector. There
+was a lively mixup and the scrub and Varsity had an open fight. All was
+soon forgotten, but I still "wear an ear," the lobe of which is a
+constant reminder of Bill Church's spirited play. Nothing ever stood in
+Church's way; he was a hard player, and a powerful tackle.
+
+Slowly but surely, Cochran's great team was perfecting itself into a
+machine. The victory against Harvard at Cambridge was the team's worthy
+reward for faithful service and attention given to the details of the
+game.
+
+As a reward for service rendered, the second team with the Varsity
+substitutes were taken on the trip, and as we saw the great Princeton
+team winning, every man was happy and proud of the joy and knowledge of
+giving something material towards their winning. Sore legs, injuries and
+mistakes were at such a time forgotten. All that was felt was the keen
+sense of satisfaction that comes to men who have helped in the
+construction.
+
+Billie Bannard, aided by superb interference of Fred Smith, was able to
+make himself the hero of that game by a forty-five yard run. Bill Church
+the great tackle broke through the Harvard line and blocked Brown's
+kick, and the ever-watchful end-rush, Howard Brokaw, fell on the ball
+for a touchdown. Cochran had been injured and removed from the game, but
+he was frantic with joy as he walked up and down the Princeton side
+lines, urging further touchdowns.
+
+A happy crowd of Princetonians wended their way back to Princeton to put
+the finishing touches on the team before the Yale game. Those of you
+who recall that '96 game in New York will remember that 6 to 0 in favor
+of Yale was the score, at the end of the first five minutes. Jim Rodgers
+had blocked Johnnie Baird's punt and Bass, the alert end-rush, had
+pounced on the ball and was over for a touchdown in a moment. Great
+groans went up from the Princeton grandstand. Could it be that this
+great acknowledged champion team of Princeton was conceited,
+over-trained and about to be defeated? Certainly not, for there arose
+such a demonstration of team spirit and play as one seldom sees. On the
+next kick-off Johnnie Baird caught the ball, and when he was about to be
+tackled--in fact, was lying on the ground--he passed the ball to Fred
+Smith, that great all-round Princeton athlete, who made the most
+spectacular run of the day. Who will ever forget the wonderful line
+plunging of Ad Kelly, the brilliant end running of Bill Bannard and the
+great part all the other men of the team contributed towards Princeton's
+success, and the score grew and grew by touchdown after touchdown, until
+some one recalled that in this game, the team would say, "Well, we won't
+give any signals; we'll just try a play through Captain Murphy." Maybe
+this was the play that put Murphy out of the game. He played against
+Bill Church, and that was enough exercise for any one man to encounter
+in one afternoon. As Fred Murphy left the field everyone realized that
+it was only his poor physical condition that caused him to give up the
+game. Yale men recall, with great pride, how the year before Murphy had
+put it all over Bill Church. During that game, however, Church's
+physical condition was not what it should have been, and these two giant
+tackles never had a chance to play against each other when they were
+both in prime condition. Both these men were All American calibre.
+
+Johnny Baird, Ad Kelly, Bannard, all made touchdowns and the two
+successful freshmen who had made the team, Hillebrand and Wheeler, both
+registered touchdowns against Yale. As the Yale team left the field,
+they felt the sting of defeat, but there were men who were to have
+revenge at New Haven the next year against Princeton, among whom were
+Chadwick, Rodgers and Chamberlain. They were eager enough to get back at
+us and the next year they surely did. But this was our year for victory
+and celebration, and laurels were bestowed upon the victors. Garry
+Cochran and his loyal team-mates were the lions of the day and hour.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III
+
+ELBOW TO ELBOW
+
+
+"I wonder where my shoes are?" "Who's got my trousers on?" "I wonder if
+the tailor mended my jersey?" "What has become of my head-gear?" "I
+wonder if the cobbler has put new cleats on my shoes?" "Somebody must
+have my stockings on--these are too small." "What has become of my ankle
+brace--can't seem to find it anywhere? I just laid it down here a minute
+ago. I think that freshman pinched my sweater."
+
+All of which is directed to no one in particular, and the Trainer, who
+sits far off in a corner, blowing up a football for the afternoon
+practice, smiles as the players are fishing for their clothes. Just then
+the Captain, who has dressed earlier than the rest, and has had two or
+three of the players out on the field for kicking practice, breaks in
+upon the scene with the remark:
+
+"Don't you fellows all know you're late? You ought to be dressed long
+before this." Then follows the big scramble and soon everybody is out on
+the field.
+
+The Trainer is busy keeping his eye open for any man who is being
+handled too strenuously in the practice. Quick starts are practiced,
+individual training is indulged in. Kicking and receiving punts play
+an important part in the preliminary work.
+
+[Illustration: HOUSE IN DISORDER]
+
+At Williams one afternoon, Fred Daly, former Yale Captain and coach at
+Williams, in trying forward passes instructed his ends to catch them at
+every angle and height. One man continually fumbled his attempt, just as
+he thought he had it sure. He was a new man to Daly, and the latter
+called out to him:
+
+"What is your name?" Back came the reply, which almost broke up the
+football practice for the day: "_Ketchum_ is my name."
+
+Falling on the ball is one of the fundamentals in football. It is the
+ground work that every player must learn. Frank Hinkey, that great Yale
+Captain and player, was an artist in performing this fundamental.
+Playing so wonderfully well the end-rush position, his alertness in
+falling on the ball often meant much distance for Yale. He had wonderful
+judgment in deciding whether to fall on the ball or pick it up.
+
+One of the most important things in football is knowing how to tackle
+properly. Some men take to it naturally and others only learn after
+hard, strenuous practice.
+
+In the old days men were taught to tackle by what is known as "live
+tackling." I recall especially that earnest coach, Johnny Poe, whose
+main object in football coaching was to see that the men tackled hard
+and sure.
+
+Poe, without any padding on at all, would let the men dive into him
+running at full speed, and the men would throw him in a way that seemed
+as though it would maim him for life. Some of the men weighed a hundred
+pounds more than he did, but he would get up and, with a smile, say:
+
+"Come on men, hit me harder; knock me out next time."
+
+After the first two weeks of the season, Johnny Poe was a complete mass
+of black and blue marks; and yet how wonderful and how self sacrificing
+he was in his eagerness to make the Princeton players good tacklers.
+
+But there are few men like Johnny Poe, who are willing to sacrifice
+their own bodies for the instruction of others; and the next best
+method, and one which does not injure the players so much, is tackling
+the "dummy."
+
+As we look at this picture of Howard Henry of Princeton tackling the
+"dummy," we all remember when we were back in the game trying our very
+best to put our shoulder into our opponent's knees and "hit him hard,
+throw him, and hold him." Henry always got his man.
+
+But the thrill of the game is not in tackling the dummy. The joy comes
+in a game, when a man is coming through the line, or making a long run,
+and you throw yourself at his knees, and get your tackle; then up and
+ready for another.
+
+I recall an experience I had at Princeton one year. When I went to
+the Club House to get my uniform, which I wanted to wear in coaching, I
+asked Keene Fitzpatrick, the Trainer, where my suit was. He said:
+
+[Illustration: HIT YOUR MAN LOW]
+
+"It's hanging outside."
+
+I went outside of the dressing room but could see no suit anywhere. He
+came out wearing a broad smile.
+
+"No," he said, "it isn't out here, it's out there hanging in the air. We
+made a dummy out of it."
+
+And there before me I saw my old uniform stuffed with sawdust. I looked
+at myself--in suspense.
+
+After the men have been given the other preliminary work they are taken
+to the charging board. The one shown here is used at Yale. It teaches
+the men quick starting and the use of their hands. It trains them to
+keep their eyes on the ball and impresses them with the fact that if
+they start before the ball is put in play, a penalty will follow. A fast
+charging line has its great value, and every coach is keen to have the
+forwards move fast to clear the way.
+
+Then after the individual coaching is over, the team runs through
+signals, and the practice is on. Before very long the head coach
+announces that practice is over, and the trainer yells:
+
+"Everybody in on the jump," and you soon find yourself back in the
+dressing room.
+
+It does not take you long to get your clothes off and ready for the
+bath. How well some of you will recall that after a hard practice you
+were content to sit and rest awhile on the bench in the dressing-room.
+It may be that, in removing your clothes, you favored an injured knee,
+looked at a sprained ankle, or helped some fellow off with his jersey.
+
+What is finer, after a hard day's practice, than to stand beneath a warm
+shower and gradually let the water grow cold? Everything is lovely until
+some rascal in the bunch throws a cold sponge on you and slaps you
+across the back, or turns the cold water on, when you only want hot.
+
+Then comes the dry-off and the rub-down, which seems to soothe all your
+bruises. This picture of Pete Balliet standing on the end of a bench,
+while Jack McMasters massages an injured knee may recall to many a
+football player the day when the trainer was his best friend. From his
+wonderful physique it is easy to believe that Balliet must have been the
+great center-rush whom the heroes of years ago tell about.
+
+Harry Brown, that great Princeton end-rush, is on the other end of the
+bench, being taken care of by Bill Buss, a jovial old colored attendant,
+who was for so many years a rubber at Princeton.
+
+I know men who never enthuse over football, but just play from a sense
+of college loyalty, and a fear of censure should they not play; who are
+sorry that they were ever big or showed any football ability. College
+sentiment will not allow a football man to remain idle.
+
+[Illustration: REPAIRS]
+
+I knew a man in college, who, on his way to the football field, said:
+
+"Oh, how I hate to drag my body down to the Varsity field to-day to have
+it battered and bruised!"
+
+One does not always enthuse over the hard drudgery of practice. Those
+that witness only the final games of the year, little realize the
+gruesome task of preparedness. Every football player will acknowledge
+that some day he has had these thoughts himself.
+
+But suddenly the day comes when this discouraged player sees a light.
+Perhaps he has developed a hidden power, or it may be that he has broken
+through and made a clean tackle behind the line; perhaps he has made a
+good run and received a compliment from the coach. It may be that his
+side partner has given him a word of encouragement, which may have
+instilled into him a new spirit, and, as a result, he has turned out to
+be a real football player. He then forgets all the bruises and all the
+hard knocks.
+
+How true it is that in one play, or in a practice game, or in a contest
+against an opposing college, a player has found himself. Do you players
+of football remember the day you made the team, the day your chance came
+and you took advantage of it? At such a time a player shows great
+possibilities. He is told by the captain to report at the training house
+for the Varsity signals. Who that has experienced the thrill of that
+moment can ever forget it?
+
+He earns his seat at the Varsity table. He is now on the Varsity squad.
+He goes on, determined to play a better game, and realizes he must hold
+his place at the training table by hard, conscientious work.
+
+One is not unmindful of the traditions that are centered about the board
+where so many heroes of the past have sat. You have a keen realization
+of the fact that you are filling the seat of men who have gone before
+you, and that you must make good, as they made good. Their spirit lives.
+
+The training table is a great school for team spirit. To have a
+successful team, any coach will tell you, there must be a brotherly
+feeling among the members of the team. The men must chum together on and
+off the field. Team work on the field is made much easier if there is
+team work off the field.
+
+I never hear the expression "team mates" used but I recall a certain
+Princeton team, the captain of which was endowed with a wonderful power
+of leadership. There was nothing the men would not do for him. Every man
+on the team regarded him as a big brother. Yet there was one man on the
+squad who seemed inclined to be alone. He had little to say, and when
+his work was over on the field he always went silently away to his room.
+He did not mingle with the other players in the club house after dinner,
+and there did not seem to be much warmth in him.
+
+Garry Cochran, the captain, took some of us into his confidence, and we
+made it our business to draw this fellow out of his shell. It was not
+long before we found that he was an entirely different sort of a person
+from what he had seemed to be.
+
+In a short time, the fellow who was unconsciously retarding good
+fellowship among the members of the team was no longer a silent negative
+individual, but was soon urging us on in a get-together spirit.
+
+It will be impossible to relate all the good times had at a college
+training table. I think that every football man will agree with me that
+we now have a great deal of sympathy for the trainer, whereas in the old
+days we roasted him when it seemed that dinner would never be ready.
+
+How the hungry mob awaited the signal!
+
+"The flag is down," as old Jim Robinson would say, and Arthur Poe would
+yell:
+
+"Fellows, the hash is ready."
+
+Then the hungry crowd would scramble in for the big event of the day.
+There awaited them all the delicacies of a trainer's menu; the food that
+made touchdowns. If the service was slow, the good-natured trainer was
+all at fault, and he too joined in the spirit of their criticism. If
+the steak was especially tender, they would say it was tough. There was
+much juggling of the portions distributed. Fred Daly recalls the first
+week that he and Johnnie Kilpatrick were at the Yale training table. Kil
+called for some chocolate, and Johnnie Mack, the trainer, yelled back:
+
+"What do you think this is, anyway, a hospital?"
+
+That started something for awhile in the way of jollying. Daly recalls
+another incident, that happened often at Yale one year. It is about Bill
+Goebel, who certainly could put the food away. After disposing of about
+twelve plates of ice cream, which he had begged, borrowed or stolen, he
+called one of the innocent waiters over to him and asked in a gentle
+voice: "Say, George, what is the dessert for to-night?"
+
+Then there comes the good-natured "joshing" of the fellow who has made a
+fine play during the practice, or in the game of the day. One or two of
+the fun makers rush around, put their hands on him and hold him tight
+for fear he will not be able to contain himself on account of his
+success of the day. This sort of jollification makes the fellow who has
+made a bad play forget what he might have done, and he too becomes
+buoyant amidst the good fellowship about him.
+
+We all realize what a modest individual the trainer is. If in a
+reminiscent mood to change the subject from football to himself, he
+tells his "ever-on-to-him" admirers some of his achievements in the old
+days there is immediately evidence of preparedness among the players, as
+the following salute is given--with fists beating on the table in
+unison--
+
+[Illustration: THE OLD FAITHFULS]
+
+"One, two, three! _Oh, what a gosh darn lie!_"
+
+But deep in every man's heart, is the keen realization of the trainer's
+value, and his eager effort for their success. His athletic achievements
+and his record are well known, and appreciated by all. He is the pulse
+of the team.
+
+The scrub team at Princeton during my last year was captained by Pop
+Jones, who was a martyr to the game. He was thoroughly reliable, and the
+spirit he instilled into his team mates helped to make our year a
+successful one. This picture will recall the long roll of silent heroes
+in the game, whose joy seemed to be in giving; men who worked their
+hearts out to see the Varsity improve; men who never got the great
+rewards that come to the Varsity players, but received only the thrill
+of doing something constructive. Their reward is in the victories of
+others, for every man knows that it is a great scrub that makes a great
+varsity. If, as you gaze at this picture of the scrub team, it stirs
+your memory of the fellows who used to play against you, and, if, in
+your heart you pay them a silent tribute, you will be giving them only
+their just due. To the uncrowned heroes, who found no fame, the men
+whose hearts were strong, but whose ambitions for a place on the Varsity
+were never realized, we take off our hats.
+
+The fiercest knocks that John DeWitt's team ever had at Princeton were
+in practice against the scrub. It was in this year, on the last day of
+practice, that the undergraduates marched in a body down the field,
+singing and cheering, led by a band of music. Preliminary practice being
+over, the scrub team retired to the Varsity field house, to await the
+signal for the exhibition practice to be given on the Varsity field
+before the undergraduates. A surprise had been promised.
+
+While the Varsity team was awaiting the arrival of the scrub team, it
+was officially announced that the Yale team would soon arrive upon the
+field, and shortly after this, the scrub team appeared with white "Y's"
+sewed on the front of their jerseys. The scrub players took the Yale
+players' names, just as they were to play against Princeton on the
+coming Saturday. There was much fun and enthusiasm, when the assumed
+Hogan would be asked to gain through Cooney, or Bloomer would make a
+run, and the make-believe Foster Rockwell would urge the pseudo Yale
+team on to victory.
+
+John DeWitt had more than one encounter that afternoon with Captain
+Rafferty of Yale. After the practice ended all the players gathered
+around the dummy, which had been very helpful in tackling practice.
+This had been saturated with kerosene awaiting the final event of the
+day. John DeWitt touched it off with a match, and the white "Y" which
+illuminated the chest of the dummy was soon enveloped in flames. A
+college tradition had been lived up to again, and when the team returned
+victorious from New Haven that year, John DeWitt and his loyal team
+mates never forgot those men and the events that helped to make victory
+possible.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV
+
+MISTAKES IN THE GAME
+
+
+Many a football player who reads this book will admit that there arises
+in all of us a keen desire to go back into the game. It is not so much a
+desire just to play in the game for the mere sake of playing as to
+remedy the mistakes we all know we made in the past.
+
+In our football recollections, the defeats we have experienced stand out
+the most vividly. Sometimes they live on as nightmares through the
+years. As we review the old days we realize that we did not always give
+our best. If we could but go back and correct our faults many a defeat
+might be turned into a victory.
+
+We reflect that if we had trained a little harder, if we had been more
+sincere in our work, paid better attention to the advice given us by the
+men who knew, if we had mastered our positions better, it would have
+been a different story on many occasions when defeat was our portion.
+
+But that is now all behind us. The games are over. The scores will
+always stand. Others have taken our places. We have had our day and
+opportunity. In the words of Longfellow,
+
+    "The world belongs to those who come the last."
+
+Our records will remain as we left them on the gridiron. Many a man is
+recalled in football circles as the one who lost his temper in the big
+games and caused his team to suffer by his being ruled out of the game.
+Men say, "Why, that is the fellow who muffed a punt at a critical
+moment," or recall him as the one who "fumbled the ball," when, if he
+had held it, the team would have been saved from defeat.
+
+You recall the man who gave the signals with poor judgment. Maybe you
+are thinking of the man who missed a great tackle or allowed a man to
+get through the line and block a kick. Perhaps a mistaken signal in the
+game caused the loss of a first down, maybe defeat--who knows?
+
+Through our recollection of the things we should have done but failed to
+do for one reason or another, our defeats rise before us more vividly
+now than our victories.
+
+There is only one day to make good and that is the day of the game. The
+next day is too late.
+
+Then there is the ever-present recollection of the fellow who let
+athletics be the big thing in his college life. He did not make good in
+the classroom. He was unfair to himself. He failed to realize that
+athletics was only a part of his college life, that it should have been
+an aid to better endeavor in his studies.
+
+He may have earned his college letter or received a championship gold
+football. And now that he is out in the world he longs for the college
+degree that he has forfeited.
+
+His regrets are the deeper when he realizes that if he had given his
+best and been square with his college and himself, his presence might
+have meant further victories for his team. This is not confined to any
+one college. It is true of all of them and probably always will be true,
+although it is encouraging to note that there is a higher standard of
+scholarship attained on the average by college athletes to-day than a
+decade or so ago.
+
+I wish I could impress this lesson indelibly upon the mind of every
+young football enthusiast--that athletics should go hand in hand with
+college duties. After all it is the same spirit of team work instilled
+into him on the football field that should inspire him in the classroom,
+where his teacher becomes virtually his coach.
+
+When I was at Princeton, we beat Yale three years out of the four, but
+the defeat of 1897 at New Haven stands out most vividly of all in my
+memory. And it is not so much what Yale did as what Princeton did not do
+that haunts me.
+
+One day in practice in 1897, Sport Armstrong, conceded to be one of the
+greatest guards playing, was severely injured in a scrimmage. It was
+found that his neck and head had become twisted and for days he lay at
+death's door on his bed in the Varsity Club House. After a long
+serious illness he got well, but never strong enough to play again. I
+took his place.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Benjamin   Brown   McBride   Cadwalader   Corwin
+Hazen   Hall   Rodgers   Chamberlin   Chadwick   Dudley
+De Saulles
+
+JIM RODGERS' TEAM]
+
+Nearly all of the star players of the '96 Princeton championship team
+were in the lineup. It was Cochran's last year and my first year on the
+Varsity. Our team was heralded as a three-to-one winner. We had beaten
+Dartmouth 30 to 0 and won a great 57 to 0 victory over Lafayette. Yale
+had a good, strong team that had not yet found itself. But there were
+several of us Princeton players who knew from old association in prep.
+school the calibre of some of the men we were facing.
+
+Cochran and I have often recalled together that silent reunion with our
+old team-mates of Lawrenceville. There in front of us on the Yale team
+were Charlie de Saulles, George Cadwalader and Charlie Dudley. We had
+not seen them since we all left prep. school, they to go to New Haven
+and we to Princeton.
+
+When the teams lined up for combat there were no greetings of one old
+schoolmate to another. It was not the time nor place for exchange of
+amenities. As some one has since remarked, "The town was full of
+strangers."
+
+The fact that Dudley was wearing one Lawrenceville stocking only urged
+us on to play harder.
+
+My opponent on the Yale team was Charlie Chadwick, Yale's strong man.
+Foster Sanford tells elsewhere in this book how he prepared him for the
+Harvard game the week before and for this game with Princeton. Our
+coaches had made, as they thought, a study of Chadwick's temperament and
+had instructed me accordingly. I delivered their message in the form of
+a straight arm blow. The compliment was returned immediately by
+Chadwick, and the scrap was on. Dashiell, the umpire, was upon us in a
+moment. I had visions of being ruled out of the game and disgraced.
+
+"You men are playing like schoolboys and ought to be ruled out of the
+game," Dashiell exclaimed, but he decided to give us another chance.
+
+Chadwick played like a demon and I realized before the game had
+progressed very far that I had been coached wrong, for instead of
+weakening his courage my attack seemed to nerve him. He played a very
+wide, defensive guard and it was almost impossible to gain through him.
+
+The play of the Princeton team at the outset was disappointing. Jim
+Rodgers, the Yale captain, was driving his men hard and they responded
+heartily. Some of them stood out conspicuously by their playing. De
+Saulles' open field work was remarkable. I remember well the great run
+of fifty-five yards which he made. He was a wonderfully clever dodger
+and used the stiff arm well. He evaded the Princeton tacklers
+successfully, until Billy Bannard made a tackle on Princeton's 25-yard
+line.
+
+Garry Cochran was one of the Princeton players who failed in his effort
+to tackle de Saulles, although it was a remarkable attempt with a low,
+diving tackle. De Saulles hurdled over him and Cochran struck the
+ground, breaking his right shoulder.
+
+That Cochran was so seriously injured did not become known until after
+de Saulles had finished his long run. Then it was seen that Cochran was
+badly hurt. The trainer ran out and took him to the side lines to fix up
+his injury.
+
+Time was being taken out and as we waited for Cochran to return to the
+game we discussed the situation and hoped that his injury would not
+prove serious. Every one of us realized the tremendous handicap we would
+be under without him.
+
+The tension showed in the faces of Alex Moffat and Johnny Poe as they
+sat there on the side line, trying to reach a solution of the problem
+that confronted them as coaches. They realized better than the players
+that the tide was against them.
+
+To conceal the true location of his injury from the Yale players,
+Cochran had his left shoulder bandaged and entered the scrimmage again,
+game though handicapped, remaining on the field until the trainer
+finally dragged him to the side line.
+
+This was the last football contest in which Garry Cochran took part. He
+was game to the end.
+
+At New Haven that fall Frank Butterworth and some of the other coaches
+had heard a rumor that when Cochran and de Saulles parted at
+Lawrenceville they had a strange understanding. Both had agreed, so the
+rumor went, that should they ever meet in a Yale-Princeton game, one
+would have to leave the game.
+
+Butterworth told de Saulles what he had heard and cautioned him,
+reminding him that he wanted him to play a game that would escape
+criticism. De Saulles put every ounce of himself into his game, Cochran
+did the same. To this day Frank Butterworth and the coaches believe that
+when de Saulles was making his great run up the field he kept his pledge
+to Cochran.
+
+De Saulles and Cochran laugh at the suggestion that it was other than an
+accident, but they have never been able to convince their friends. The
+dramatic element in it was too strong for a mere chance affair.
+
+Princeton's handicap when Cochran had to go out was increased by the
+withdrawal because of injuries of Johnny Baird, the quarterback, that
+wonderful drop-kicker of previous games. He was out of condition and had
+to be carried from the field with a serious injury.
+
+Dudley, the ex-Lawrencevillian, here began to get in his telling
+work. The Yale stands were wild with enthusiasm as they saw their team
+about to score against the much-heralded Princeton team. We were a three
+to one bet. On the next play Dudley went through the Princeton line. At
+the bottom of the heap, hugging the ball and happy in his success, was
+Charlie Dudley, Yale hero, Lawrenceville stocking and all.
+
+[Illustration: COCHRAN WAS GAME TO THE END]
+
+After George Cadwalader had kicked the goal, the score stood 6 to 0.
+
+One of the greatest problems that confronts a coach is to select the
+proper men to start in a game. Injuries often handicap a team. Ad Kelly,
+king of all line-plunging halfbacks, had been injured the week before at
+Princeton and for that reason was not in the original lineup that day at
+New Haven. He was on the side lines waiting for a chance to go in. His
+chance came.
+
+Kelly was Princeton's only hope. Herbert Reed, known among writers on
+football as "Right Wing," thus describes this stage of the game:
+
+"With almost certain defeat staring them in the face, the Tigers made
+one last desperate rally and in doing so called repeatedly on Kelly,
+with the result that with this star carrying the ball in nearly every
+rush the Princeton eleven carried the ball fifty-five yards up the field
+only to lose it at last on a fumble to Jim Rodgers.
+
+"Time and again in the course of this heroic advance, Kelly went into
+or slid outside of tackle practically unaided, bowling along more like a
+huge ball than a human being. It was one of the greatest exhibitions of
+a born runner, of a football genius and much more to be lauded than his
+work the previous year, when he was aided by one of the greatest
+football machines ever sent into a big game."
+
+But Kelly's brilliant work was unavailing and when the game ended the
+score was still 6 to 0. Yale had won an unexpected victory.
+
+The Yale supporters descended like an avalanche upon the field and
+carried off their team. Groups of men paraded about carrying aloft the
+victors. There were Captain Jim Rodgers, Charlie Chadwick, George
+Cadwalader, Gordon Brown, Burr Chamberlain, John Hall, Charlie de
+Saulles, Dudley, Benjamin, McBride, and Hazen.
+
+Many were the injuries in this game. It was a hard fought contest. There
+were interesting encounters which were known only to the players
+themselves. As for myself, it may best be said that I spent three weeks
+in the University of Pennsylvania Hospital with water on the knee. I
+certainly had plenty of time to think about the sadness of defeat--the
+ever present thought--"Wait until next year"--was in my mind. Garry
+Cochran used to say in his talks to the team: "We must win this
+year--make it two years straight against Yale. If you lose, Princeton
+will be a dreary old place for you. It will be a long, hard winter. The
+frost on the window pane will be an inch thick." And, in the sadness of
+our recollections, his words came back to us and to him.
+
+These words came back to me again in 1899.
+
+I had looked forward all the year to our playing Cornell at Ithaca. It
+was just the game we wanted on our schedule to give us the test before
+we met Yale. We surely got a test, and Cornell men to this day will tell
+you of their great victory in 1899 over Princeton, 5 to 0.
+
+There were many friends of mine in Ithaca, which was only thirty miles
+from my old home, and I was naturally happy over the fact that Princeton
+was going to play there. But the loyal supporters who had expected a
+Princeton victory were as disappointed as I was. Bill Robinson, manager
+of the Princeton team, reserved seats for about thirty of my closest
+boyhood friends who came over from Lisle to see the game. The Princeton
+cheering section was rivalled in enthusiasm by the "Lisle section." And
+the disappointment of each one of my friends at the outcome of that
+memorable game was as keen as that of any man from Princeton.
+
+Our team was clearly outplayed. Unfortunately we had changed our signals
+that week and we did not play together. But all the honors were
+Cornell's, her sure footed George Young in the second half made a goal
+from the field, fixing the score at 5 to 0.
+
+I remember the wonderful spirit of victory that came over the Cornell
+team, the brilliant playing of Starbuck, the Cornell captain, and of
+Bill Warner, Walbridge, Young and the other men who contributed to the
+Cornell victory. Percy Field swarmed with Cornell students when the game
+ended, each one of them crazy to reach the members of their team and
+help to carry them victoriously off the field.
+
+Never will I forget the humiliation of the Princeton team. Trolley cars
+never seemed to move as slowly as those cars that carried us that day
+through the streets of Ithaca. Enthusiastic, yelling undergraduates
+grinned at us from the sidewalks as we crawled along to the hotel.
+Sadness reigned supreme in our company. We were glad to get to our
+rooms.
+
+Instead of leaving Ithaca at 9:30 as we had planned, we hired a special
+engine to take our private cars to Owego there to await the express for
+New York on the main line.
+
+My only pleasant recollection of that trip was a brief call I made at
+the home of a girl friend of mine, who had attended the game. My arm was
+in a sling and sympathy was welcome.
+
+As our train rolled over the zig-zag road out of Ithaca, we had a source
+of consolation in the fact that we had evaded the send-off which the
+Cornell men had planned in the expectation that we were to leave on the
+later train.
+
+There were no outstretched hands at Princeton for our homecoming. But
+every man on that Princeton team was grimly determined to learn the
+lesson of the Cornell defeat, to correct faults and leave nothing undone
+that would insure victory for Princeton in the coming game with Yale.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V
+
+MY LAST GAME
+
+
+Every player knows the anxious anticipation and the nerve strain
+connected with the last game of the football season. In my last year
+there were many men on the team who were to say good-bye to their
+playing days. Every player who reads these lines will agree with me that
+it was his keenest ambition to make his last game his best game.
+
+It was in the fall of 1899. There were many of us who had played on a
+victorious team the year before. Princeton had never beaten Yale two
+years in succession. This was our opportunity. Our slogan during the
+entire season had been, "On to New Haven." The dominating idea in the
+mind of everyone was to add another victory over Yale to the one of the
+year before.
+
+The Cornell game with its defeat was forgotten. We had learned our
+lesson. We had made a tremendous advance in two weeks. I recall so well
+the days before the Yale game, when we were leaving for New York en
+route to New Haven. We met at the Varsity field house. I will never
+forget how strange the boys looked in their derby hats and overcoats. It
+was a striking contrast to the regular everyday football costumes and
+campus clothes.
+
+[Illustration: ON TO NEW HAVEN
+
+All Dressed Up and Ready to Go.]
+
+There were hundreds of undergraduates at the station to cheer us off. As
+the train pulled out the familiar strains of "Old Nassau" floated after
+us and we realized that the next time we would see that loyal crowd
+would be in the cheering section on the Princeton side at New Haven.
+
+We went directly to the Murray Hill Hotel, where Princeton had held its
+headquarters for years. After luncheon Walter Christie, the trainer,
+took us up to Central Park. We walked about for a time and finally
+reached the Obelisk.
+
+Biffy Lee, the head coach, suggested that we run through our signals.
+All of us doffed our overcoats and hats and, there on the expansive
+lawn, flanked by Cleopatra's Needle and the Metropolitan Art Museum, we
+ran through our signals.
+
+We then resumed our walk and returned to the hotel for dinner. The
+evening was spent in the hotel parlors, where the team was entertained
+and had opportunity for relaxation from the mental strain that was
+necessarily a part of the situation. A general reception took place in
+the corridors, players of old days came around to see the team, to
+revive old memories, and cheer the men of the team on to victory.
+
+Football writers from the daily papers mingled with the throng, and
+their accounts the following day reflected the optimistic spirit they
+encountered. The betting odds were quoted at three to one on Princeton.
+"Betting odds" is the way some people gauge the outcome of a football
+contest, but I have learned from experience, that big odds are not
+justified on either side in a championship game.
+
+We were up bright and early in the morning and out for a walk before
+breakfast. Our team then took the ten o'clock train for New Haven. Only
+those who have been through the experience can appreciate the difficulty
+encountered in getting on board a train for New Haven on the day of a
+football game.
+
+We were ushered through a side entrance, however, and were finally
+landed in the special cars provided for us.
+
+On the journey there was a jolly good time. Good fellowship reigned
+supreme. That relieved the nervous tension. Arthur Poe and Bosey Reiter
+were the leading spirits in the jollification. A happier crowd never
+entered New Haven than the Princeton team that day. The cars pulled in
+on a siding near the station and everybody realized that we were at last
+in the town where the coveted prize was. We were after the Yale ball.
+"On to New Haven" had been our watchword. We were there.
+
+Following a light lunch in our dining car we soon got our football
+clothes, and, in a short time, the palatial Pullman car was transformed.
+It assumed the appearance of the dressing room at Princeton. Football
+togs hung everywhere. Nose-guards, head-gears, stockings, shin-guards,
+jerseys, and other gridiron equipment were everywhere. Here and there
+the trainer or his assistants were limbering up joints that needed
+attention.
+
+Two big buses waited at the car platform. The team piled into them. We
+were off to the field. The trip was made through a welcome of friendly
+salutes from Princeton men encountered on the way. Personal friends of
+individual players called to them from the sidewalks. Others shouted
+words of confidence. Old Nassau was out in overwhelming force.
+
+No team ever received more loyal support. It keyed the players up to the
+highest pitch of determination. Their spirits, naturally at a high mark,
+rose still higher under the warmth of the welcome. Repression was a
+thing of the past. Every player was jubilant and did not attempt to
+conceal the fact.
+
+The enthusiasm mounted as we neared the scene of the coming battle. As
+we entered the field the air was rent by a mighty shout of welcome from
+the Princeton hosts. Our hearts palpitated in response to it. There was
+not a man of the team that did not feel himself repaid a thousand-fold
+for the season's hard knocks.
+
+But this soon gave way to sober thought of the work ahead of us. We were
+there for business. Falling on the ball, sprinting and limbering up,
+and running through a few signals, we spent the few minutes before the
+Yale team came through the corner of the field. The scenes of enthusiasm
+that had marked our arrival were repeated, the Yale stand being the
+center this time of the maelstrom of cheers. I shall not attempt to
+describe our own feelings as we got the first glimpse of our opponents
+in the coming fray. Who can describe the sensations of the contestants
+in the first moment of a championship game?
+
+But it was not long before the coin had been tossed, and the game was
+on. Not a man who has played in the line will ever forget how he tried
+to block his man or get down the field and tackle the man with the ball.
+I recall most vividly those three strapping Yale center men, Brown, Hale
+and Olcott, flanked by Stillman and Francis. There was Al Sharpe and
+McBride. Fincke was at quarter.
+
+If there had been any one play during the season that we had had drilled
+into us, a play which we had hoped might win the game, it was the long
+end run. It was Lea's pet play.
+
+I can recall the herculean work we had performed to perfect this play.
+It was time well spent. The reward came within seven minutes after the
+game began. The end running ability of that great player, Bosey Reiter
+showed. Every man was doing his part, and the play was made possible.
+Reiter scored a touchdown along the side of the field. I never saw a
+happier man than Bosey. But he was no happier than his ten team-mates.
+They were leaping in the air with joy. The Princeton stand arose in a
+solid body and sent an avalanche of cheers across the field.
+
+What proved to be one of the most important features of the game was the
+well-delivered punt by Bert Wheeler, who kicked the ball out to
+Hutchinson. Hutch heeled it in front of the goal and Bert Wheeler
+boosted the ball straight over the cross bar and Princeton scored an
+additional point. At that moment we did not realize that this would be
+the decisive factor in the Princeton victory.
+
+As the Princeton team went back to the middle of the field to take their
+places for the next kick-off, the Princeton side of the field was a
+perfect bedlam of enthusiasm. Old grads were hugging each other on the
+side lines, and every eye was strained for the next move in the game.
+
+At the same time the Yale stand was cheering its side and urging the
+Blue players to rally. McBride, the Yale captain, was rousing his men
+with the Yale spirit, and they realized what was demanded of them. The
+effect became evident. It showed how Yale could rise to an occasion. We
+felt that the old bull-dog spirit of Yale was after us--as strong as
+ever.
+
+How wonderfully well McBride, the Yale captain, kicked that day! What a
+power he was on defence! I saw him do some wonderful work. It was after
+one of his long punts, which, with the wind in his favor, went about
+seventy yards, that Princeton caught the ball on the ten-yard line.
+
+Wheeler dropped back to kick. The Yale line men were on their toes ready
+to break through and block the kick. The Yale stand was cheering them
+on. Stillman was the first man through. It seemed as if he were
+off-side. Wheeler delayed his kick, expecting that an off-side penalty
+would be given. When he did kick, it was too late, the ball was blocked
+and McBride fell on it behind the goal line, scoring a touchdown for
+Yale, and making the score 6 to 5 in favor of Princeton.
+
+Believe me, the Yale spirit was running high. The men were playing like
+demons. Here was a team that was considered a defeated team before the
+game. Here were eleven men who had risen to the occasion and who were
+slowly, but surely, getting the best of the argument.
+
+Gloom hung heavy over the Princeton stand. Defeat seemed inevitable. Of
+eleven players who started in the game on the Princeton side, eight had
+been incapacitated by injuries of one kind or another. Doc Hillebrand,
+the ever-reliable, All-American tackle, had been compelled to leave the
+game with a broken collar-bone just before McBride made his touchdown.
+
+I remember well the play in which he was injured and I have
+resurrected a photograph that was snapped of the game at the moment that
+he was lying on the ground, knocked out.
+
+[Illustration: HILLEBRAND'S LAST CHARGE]
+
+Bummie Booth, who had stood the strain of the contest wonderfully well,
+and had played a grand game against Hale, gave way to Horace Bannard,
+brother of Bill Bannard, the famous Princeton halfback of '98.
+
+It was no wonder that Princeton was downcast when McBride scored the
+touchdown and the goal was about to be kicked.
+
+Just then I saw a man in football togs come out from the side lines
+wearing a blue visor cap. He was to kick for the goal. It was an unusual
+spectacle on a football field. I rushed up to the referee, Ed
+Wrightington of Harvard, and called his attention to the man with the
+cap. I asked if that man was in the game.
+
+"Why," he replied with a broad smile, "you ought to know him. He is the
+man you have been playing against all along, Gordon Brown. He only ran
+into the side lines to get a cap to shade his eyes."
+
+I am frank to say that it was one on me, but the chagrin wore off when
+Brown missed the goal, which would have tied the final score, and robbed
+Princeton of the ultimate victory.
+
+The tide of battle turned toward Yale. Al Sharpe kicked a goal from the
+field, from the forty-five yard line. It was a wonderful achievement.
+It is true that circumstances later substituted Arthur Poe for him as
+the hero of the game, but those who witnessed Sharpe's performance will
+never forget it. The laurels that he won by it were snatched from him by
+Poe only in the last half-minute of play. The score was changed by
+Sharpe's goal from 6 to 5 in our favor to 10 to 6. Yale leading.
+
+The half was over. The score was 10 to 6 against Princeton. Every
+Princeton player felt that there was still a real opportunity to win
+out. We were all optimistic. This optimism was increased by the appeals
+made to the men in the dressing room by the coaches. It was not long
+before the team was back on the field more determined than ever to carry
+the Yale ball back to Princeton.
+
+The last half of this game is everlastingly impressed upon my memory.
+Every man that played for Princeton, although eight of them were
+substitutes, played like a veteran. I shall ever treasure the memory of
+the loyal support that those men gave me as captain, and their response
+to my appeal to stand together and play not only for Princeton but for
+the injured men on the side-lines whose places they had taken.
+
+The Yale team had also heard some words of football wisdom in their
+dressing room. Previous encounters with Princeton had taught them that
+the Tiger could also rally. They came on the field prepared to fight
+harder than ever. McBride and Brown were exhorting their men to do
+their utmost.
+
+Princeton was out-rushing Yale but not out-kicking them. Yale knew that
+as well as we did.
+
+It was a Yale fumble that gave us the chance we were waiting for. Bill
+Roper, who had taken Lew Palmer's place at left end, had his eyes open.
+He fell on the ball. Through his vigilance, Princeton got the chance to
+score. Now was our chance.
+
+Time was passing quickly. We all knew that something extraordinary would
+have to be done to win the day. It remained for Arthur Poe to
+crystallize this idea into action. It seemed an inspiration.
+
+"We've got to kick," he said to me, "and I would like to try a goal from
+the field. We haven't got much time."
+
+Nobody appreciated the situation more than I did. I knew we would have
+to take a chance and there was no one I would have selected for the job
+quicker than Arthur Poe. How we needed a touchdown or a goal from the
+field!
+
+Poe, Pell and myself were the three members of the original team left.
+How the substitutes rallied with us and gave the perfect defence that
+made Poe's feat possible is a matter of history. As I looked around from
+my position to see that the defensive formation was right, I recall how
+small Arthur Poe looked there in the fullback position. Here was a man
+doing something we had never rehearsed as a team. But safe and sure the
+pass went from Horace Bannard and as Biffy Lea remarked after the game,
+"when Arthur kicked the ball, it seemed to stay up in the air about
+twenty minutes."
+
+Some people have said that I turned a somersault and landed on my ear,
+and collapsed. Anyhow, it all came our way at the end, the ball sailed
+over the cross bar. The score then was 11 to 10, and the Princeton stand
+let out a roar of triumph that could be heard way down in New Jersey.
+
+There were but thirty-six seconds left for play. Yale made a splendid
+supreme effort to score further. But it was futile.
+
+Crowds had left the field before Poe made his great goal kick. They had
+accepted a Yale victory as inevitable. Some say that bets were paid on
+the strength of this conviction. The Yale _News_, which went to press
+five minutes before the game ended, got out an edition stating that Yale
+had won. They had to change that story.
+
+During the seconds preceding Poe's kick for a goal I had a queer
+obsession. It was a serious matter to me then. I can recall it now with
+amusement. "Big" was a prefix not of my own selection. I had never
+appreciated its justification, however, until that moment.
+
+Horace Bannard was playing center. I had my left hand clasped under the
+elastic in his trouser leg, ready to form a barrier against the Yale
+forwards. Brown, Hale and McBride tried to break through to block the
+kick. I thought of a million things but most of all I was afraid of a
+blocked kick. To be frank, I was afraid I would block it--that Poe
+couldn't clear me, that he would kick the ball into me.
+
+[Illustration: AL SHARPE'S GOAL]
+
+I crouched as low as I could, and the more I worried the larger I seemed
+to be and I feared greatly for what might occur behind me. It seemed as
+if I were swelling up. But finally, as I realized that the ball had gone
+over me and was on its way to the goal, I breathed a sigh of relief and
+said,
+
+"Thank God, it cleared!"
+
+How eager we were to get that ball, the hard-earned prize, which now
+rests in the Princeton gymnasium, a companion ball to the one of the
+1898 victory. Yes, it had all been accomplished, and we were happy. New
+Haven looked different to us. It was many years since Princeton had sent
+Yale down to defeat on Yale Field.
+
+Victory made us forget the sadness of former defeats. It was a joyous
+crowd that rode back to the private cars. Varsity players and
+substitutes shared alike in the joy, which was unrestrained. We soon had
+our clothes changed, and were on our way to New York for the banquet and
+celebration of our victory.
+
+Arthur Poe was the lion of the hour. No finer fellow ever received more
+just tribute.
+
+It would take a separate volume to describe the incidents of that trip
+from New Haven to New York. Before it had ended we realized if we never
+had realized it before how sweet was victory, and how worth while the
+striving that brought it to us.
+
+Suffice it to say that that Yale football was the most popular
+"passenger" on the train. Over and over we played the game and a million
+caresses were lavished upon the trophy.
+
+This may seem an excess of sentiment to some, but those who have played
+football understand me. Looking back through the retrospect of seventeen
+years, I realize that I did not fully understand then the meaning of
+those happy moments. I now appreciate that it was simply the deep
+satisfaction that comes from having made good--the sense of real
+accomplishment.
+
+Enthusiastic Princeton men were waiting for us at the Grand Central
+Station. They escorted us to the Murray Hill Hotel, and the wonderful
+banquet that awaited us. The spirit of the occasion will be understood
+by football players and enthusiasts who have enjoyed similar
+experiences.
+
+The members of the team just sat and listened to speeches by the alumni
+and coaches. It all seemed too good to be true. When the gathering broke
+up, the players became members of different groups, who continued their
+celebration in the various ways provided by the hospitality of the great
+city.
+
+[Illustration: TOUCHING THE MATCH TO VICTORY]
+
+Hillebrand and I ended the night together. When we awoke in the
+morning, the Yale football was there between our pillows, the bandaged
+shoulder and collar-bone of Hillebrand nestling close to it.
+
+Then came the home-going of the team to Princeton, and the huge bonfire
+that the whole university turned out to build. Some nearby wood yard was
+looking the next day for thirty-six cords of wood that had served as the
+foundation for the victorious blaze. It was learned afterward that the
+owner of the cord-wood had backed the team--so he had no regrets.
+
+The team was driven up in buses from the station. It was a proud
+privilege to light the bonfire. Every man on the team had to make a
+speech and then we had a banquet at the Princeton Inn. Later in the year
+the team was banqueted by the alumni organizations around the country.
+Every man had a peck of souvenirs--gold matchsafes, footballs, and other
+things. Nothing was too good for the victors. Well, well, "To the
+victors belong the spoils." That is the verdict of history.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI
+
+HEROES OF THE PAST
+
+THE EARLY DAYS
+
+
+We treasure the memory of the good men who have gone before. This is
+true of the world's history, a nation's history, that of a state, and of
+a great university. Most true is it of the memory of men of heroic mold.
+As schoolboys, our imaginations were fired by the records of the
+brilliant achievements of a Perry, a Decatur or a Paul Jones; and, as we
+grow older, we look back to those heroes of our boyhood days, and our
+hearts beat fast again as we recall their daring deeds and pay them
+tribute anew for the stout hearts, the splendid fighting stamina, and
+the unswerving integrity that made them great men in history.
+
+In every college and university there is a hall of fame, where the
+heroes of the past are idolized by the younger generations. Trophies,
+portraits, old flags and banners hang there. Threadbare though they may
+be, they are rich in memories. These are, however, only the material
+things--"the trappings and the suits" of fame--but in the hearts of
+university men the memory of the heroes of the past is firmly and
+reverently enshrined. Their achievements are a distinguished part of
+the university's history--a part of our lives as university men--and we
+are ever ready now to burn incense in their honor, as we were in the old
+days to burn bonfires, in celebration of their deeds.
+
+It is well now that we recall some of the men who have stood in the
+front line of football; in the making and preservation of the great
+game. Many of them have not lived to see the results of their service to
+the sport which they deemed to be manly and worth while. It is, however,
+because they stood there during days, often full of stress and severe
+criticism of the game, staunch and resistless, that football occupies
+its present high plane in the athletic world.
+
+It may be that some of their names are not now associated with football.
+Some of them are captains of industry. They are in the forefront of
+public affairs. Some of them are engaged in the world's work in far-away
+lands. But the spirit that these men apply to their life work is the
+same spirit that stirred them on the gridiron. Their football training
+has made them better able to fight the battle of life.
+
+Men who gave signals, are now directing large industries. Players who
+carried the ball, are now carrying trade to the ends of the world. Men
+who bucked the line, are forging their way sturdily to the front. Men
+who were tackles, are still meeting their opponents with the same
+intrepid zeal. The men who played at end in those days, are to-day
+seeing that nothing gets around them in the business world. The public
+is the referee and umpire. It knows their achievements in the greater
+game of life.
+
+It is not my purpose to select an all-star football team from the long
+list of heroes past and present. It is not possible to select any one
+man whom we can all crown as king. We all have our football idols, our
+own heroes, men after whom we have patterned, who were our inspiration.
+
+We can never line up in actual scrimmage the heroes of the past with
+those of more recent years. What a treat if this could be arranged!
+
+There are many men I have idolized in football, not only for their
+record as players, but for the loyalty and spirit for the game which
+they have inspired.
+
+
+Walter Camp
+
+When I asked Walter Camp to write the introduction to this book, I told
+him that as he had written about football players for twenty years it
+was up to some one to relate some of _his_ achievements as a football
+player. We all know Walter Camp as a successful business man and as a
+football genius whose strategy has meant much to Yale. His untiring
+efforts, his contributions to the promotion of the best interests of the
+game, stand as a brilliant record in the history of football. To give
+him his just due would require a special volume. The football world
+knows Walter Camp as a thoroughbred, a man who has played the game
+fairly, and sees to it that the game is being played fairly to-day.
+
+We have read his books, enjoyed his football stories, and kept in touch
+with the game through his newspaper articles. He is the loyal,
+ever-present critic on the side lines and the helpful adviser in every
+emergency. He has helped to safeguard the good name of football and kept
+pace with the game until to-day he is known as the "Father of football."
+
+Let us go back into football history where, in the recollections of
+others, we shall see Freshman Camp make the team, score touchdowns, kick
+goals and captain Yale teams to victory.
+
+F. R. Vernon, who was a freshman at Yale when Camp was a sophomore,
+draws a vivid word picture of Camp in his active football days. Vernon
+played on the Yale team with Camp.
+
+"Walter Camp in his football playing days," says Vernon, "was built
+physically on field running lines; quick on his legs and with his arms.
+His action was easy all over and seemed to be in thorough control from a
+well-balanced head, from which looked a pair of exceptionally keen,
+piercing, expressive brown eyes.
+
+"Camp was always alert, and seemed to sense developments before they
+occurred. One of my chief recollections of Camp's play was his great
+confidence with the ball. In his room, on the campus, in the gym',
+wherever he was, if possible, he would have a football with him. He
+seemed to know every inch of its surface, and it seemed almost as if the
+ball knew him. It would stick to his palm, like iron to a magnet.
+
+"In one of his plays, Camp would run down the side of the field, the
+ball held far out with one arm, while the other arm was performing
+yeoman service in warding off the oncoming tacklers. Frequently he would
+pass the ball from one hand to the other, while still running, depending
+upon which arm he saw he would need for defense. Smilingly and
+confidently, Camp would run the gauntlet of opposing players for many
+consecutive gains. I do not recall one instance in which he lost the
+ball through these tactics.
+
+"It was a pretty game to play and a pretty game to look at. Would that
+the rules could be so worded as to make the football of Camp's time the
+football of to-day!
+
+"Walter Camp's natural ability as a football player was recognized as
+soon as he entered Yale in 1876. He made the 'varsity at once and played
+halfback. It was in the first Harvard football game at Hamilton Park
+that the Harvard captain, who was a huge man with a full, bushy beard,
+saw Walter Camp, then a stripling freshman in uniform, and remarked to
+the Yale Captain:
+
+"'You don't mean to let that child play; he is too light; he will get
+hurt.'
+
+"Walter made a mental note of that remark, and during the game the
+Harvard captain had occasion to remember it also, when in one of the
+plays Camp tackled him, and the two went to the ground with a heavy
+thud. As the Harvard captain gradually came to, he remarked to one of
+his team mates:
+
+"'Well, that little fellow nearly put me out!'
+
+"Camp's brilliant playing earned him the captaincy of the team in 1878
+and 1879. He had full command of his men and was extremely popular with
+them, but this did not prevent his being a stickler for discipline.
+
+"In my day on the Yale team with Camp," Vernon states, "Princeton was
+our dire opponent. For a week or so before a Princeton game, we all
+agreed to stay on the campus and to be in bed every night by eleven
+o'clock. Johnny Moorhead, who was one of our best runners, decided one
+night to go to the theatre, however, and was caught by Captain Camp,
+whereupon we were all summoned out of bed to Camp's room, shortly before
+midnight. After the roundup we learned the reason for our unexpected
+meeting. There was some discussion in which Camp took very little part.
+No one expected that Johnny would receive more than a severe reprimand
+and this feeling was due largely to the fact that we needed him in the
+game. Imagine our surprise, therefore, when Camp, who had left us for a
+moment, returned to the room and handed in his resignation as captain of
+the team. We revolted at this. Johnny, who sized up the situation,
+rather than have the team lose Camp, decided to quit the team himself.
+What occurred the next day between Camp and Johnny Moorhead we never
+knew, but Johnny played in the game and squared himself."
+
+Walter Camp's name is coupled with that of Chummy Eaton in football
+history. "Eaton was on the left end rush line," says Vernon, "and played
+a great game with Camp down the side line. When one was nearly caught
+for a down, the other would receive the ball from him on an over-head
+throw and proceed with the run. Camp and Eaton would repeat this play,
+sending the ball back and forth down the side of the field for great
+gains.
+
+"In one of the big games in the fall of 1879, Eaton had a large muscle
+in one of his legs torn and had to quit playing for that season." Vernon
+was put in Chummy's place. "But I couldn't fill Chummy's shoes," Vernon
+acknowledges, "for he and Camp had practiced their beautiful side line
+play all the fall.
+
+"The next year Chummy's parents wouldn't let him play, but Chummy was
+game--he simply couldn't resist--it was a case of Love Before Duty with
+him. He played on the Yale team the next fall, however, but not as
+Eaton, and every one who followed football was wondering who that star
+player 'Adams' was and where he came from. But those on the inside knew
+it was Chummy.
+
+"Frederic Remington," says Vernon, "was a member of our team. We were
+close friends and spent many Sunday afternoons on long walks. I can see
+him now with his India ink pencil sketching as we went along, and I must
+laugh now at the nerve I had to joke him about his efforts.
+
+"Remy was a good football player and one of the best boxers in college.
+Dear Old Remy is gone, but he left his mark."
+
+Other men, equally prominent old Yale men tell me, who were on the team
+that year were Hull, Jack Harding, Ben Lamb, Bob Watson, Pete Peters and
+many others.
+
+Walter Camp, as Yale gridiron stories go, was not only captain of his
+team, but in reality also its coach. Perhaps he can be called the
+pioneer coach of Yale football. It is most interesting to listen to old
+time Yale players relate incidents of the days when they played under
+Walter Camp as their captain: how they came to his room by invitation at
+night, sat on the floor with their backs to the wall, with nothing in
+the center of the room but a regulation football. There they got
+together, talked things over, made suggestions and comparisons. And it
+is said of Camp that he would do more listening by far than talking.
+This was characteristic, for although he knew so much of the game he was
+willing to get every point of view and profit by every suggestion.
+
+In 1880 Camp relinquished the captaincy to R. W. Watson. Yale again
+defeated Harvard, Camp kicking a goal from placement. Following this
+R. W. Watson ran through the entire Harvard team for a touchdown.
+
+Harvard men were greatly pained when Walter Camp played again in 1881.
+He should have graduated in 1880. This game was also won by Yale, thus
+making the fourth victorious Yale team that Camp played on. This record
+has never been equalled. Camp played six years at Yale.
+
+John Harding was another of the famous old Yale stars who played on
+Walter Camp's team.
+
+"It is now more than thirty-five years since my days on the football
+gridiron," writes Harding. "What little elementary training I got in
+football, I attribute to the old game of 'theory,' which for two years
+on spring and summer evenings, after supper, we used to play at St.
+Paul's School in Concord, N. H., on the athletic grounds near the Middle
+School. One fellow would be 'it' as we dashed from one side of the
+grounds to the other and when one was trapped he joined the 'its,' until
+everybody was caught. I learned there how to dodge, as well as the
+rudiments of the necessary football accomplishment of how to fall down
+without getting hurt. As a result of this experience, with my chum,
+W. A. Peters, when we got down to Yale in the fall of '76, we offered
+ourselves as willing victims for the University football team, and with
+the result that we both 'made' the freshman team, and had our first
+experience in a match game of football against the Harvard freshman at
+Boston. I don't remember who won that contest, but I do remember the
+University eleven, under Eugene Baker's careful training, beating
+Harvard that fall at New Haven and my football enthusiasm being fired up
+to a desire to make the team, if it were possible.
+
+"Of course, Walter Camp has for many years, and deservedly so, been
+regarded as the father of football at Yale, but in my day, and at least
+until Baker left college, he was only an ordinary mortal and a good
+halfback. Baker was the unquestioned star and I cannot disabuse my mind
+that he was the original football man of Yale, and at least entitled to
+the title of 'grandfather' of the game there and it was from him that my
+tuition mainly came.
+
+"My impression is that Baker was always for the open running and passing
+game and that mass playing and flying wedges and the various refinements
+of the game that depended largely on 'beef' were of a later day.
+
+"For four years I played in the rush line with Walter Camp as a
+halfback, and for two years, at least, with Hull and Ben Lamb on either
+side of me, all of us somehow understanding each other's game and all
+being ready and willing to help each other out. Whatever ability and
+dexterity I may have developed seemed to show itself at its best when
+playing with them and to prove that good team work and 'knowing your
+man' wins.
+
+"I got to know Walter Camp's methods and ways of playing, so that,
+somehow or other, I could judge pretty well where the ball was going to
+drop when he kicked and could navigate myself about so that I was, more
+often than any one else on our side, near the ball when it dropped to
+the ground, and, if perchance, it happened to be muffed by an opposing
+player, which put me 'on side,' the chances of a touchdown, if I got the
+ball, were excellent, and Hull and Lamb were somehow on hand to back me
+up and were ready to follow me in any direction.
+
+"During my last two years of football the 'rushers' were unanimously of
+the opinion that the kicking, dodging and passing open game was the game
+we should strive for and that it was the duty of the halfback and backs
+to end their runs with a good long punt, wherever possible, and give us
+a chance to get under the ball when it came down, while the rest of the
+team behind the line were in favor of a running mass play game,
+particularly in wet and slippery weather.
+
+"I remember once in my senior year our divergence of views on this
+question, about three weeks before the final game, nearly split our
+team, and that as a result I nearly received the doubtful honor of
+becoming the captain of a defeated Yale team. Camp, fearful of wet
+weather and possible snow at the Thanksgiving game, and with Channing,
+Eaton and Fred Remington as the heavy Yale ends and everybody 'big' in
+the rush line excepting myself, was trying to develop us with as little
+kicking as possible, and was sensitive because of the protests from the
+rush line that there was no kicking. We were all summoned one evening to
+his room in Durfee; the situation explained, together with his
+unwillingness to assume the responsibility of captain unless his ideas
+were followed; his fear of defeat, if they were not followed, his
+willingness to continue on the team as a halfback and to do his best and
+his resignation as captain with the suggestion of my taking the
+responsibility of the position. Things looked blue for Yale when Walter
+walked out of the door, but after some ten minutes' discussion we
+decided that the open game was the better, despite Camp's opinion to the
+contrary, but that we could not play the open game without Camp as
+captain. Some one was sent out to bring Walter back; matters were
+smoothed out; we played the open game and never lost a touchdown during
+the season. But during the four years I was on the Yale varsity we
+never lost but one touchdown, from which a goal was kicked and there
+were no goals kicked from the field. This goal was lost to Princeton,
+and I think was in the fall of '78, the year that Princeton won the
+championship. The two men that were more than anybody else responsible
+for the record were Eugene Baker and Walter Camp, but behind it all was
+the old Yale spirit, which seems to show itself better on the football
+field than in any other branch of athletics."
+
+
+Theodore M. McNair
+
+On December 19th, 1915, there appeared in the newspapers a notice of the
+death of an old Princeton athlete, in Japan--Theodore M. McNair--who,
+while unknown to the younger football enthusiasts, was considered a
+famous player in his day. To those who saw him play the news brought
+back many thrills of his adventures upon the football field. The
+following is what an old fellow player has to say about his team mate:
+
+"Princeton has lost one of her most remarkable old time athletes in the
+death of Theodore M. McNair of the class of 1879.
+
+"McNair was a classmate of Woodrow Wilson. After his graduation he
+became a Presbyterian missionary, a professor in a Tokio college and the
+head of the Committee that introduced the Christian hymnal into Japan.
+
+"To old Princeton graduates, however, McNair is known best as a great
+football player who was halfback on the varsity three years and was
+regarded as a phenomenal dodger, runner and kicker. In the three years
+of his varsity experience McNair went down to defeat only once, the
+first game in which he appeared as a regular player. The contest was
+with Harvard and was played between seasons--April 28th, 1877--at
+Cambridge. Harvard won the game by 2 touchdowns to 1 for the Tigers.
+McNair made the touchdown for his team. This match is interesting in
+that it marked the first appearance of the canvas jacket on the football
+field. Smock, one of the Princeton halfbacks, designed such a jacket for
+himself and thereafter for many seasons football players of the leading
+Eastern colleges adopted the garment because it made tackling more
+difficult under the conditions of those days. McNair was of large frame
+and fleet of foot. He was especially clever in handling and passing the
+ball, which in those days was more of an art than at present. It was not
+unusual for the ball to be passed from player to player after a
+scrimmage until a touchdown or a field goal was made.
+
+"Walter Camp was one of McNair's Yale adversaries. They had many punting
+duels in the big games at St. George's Cricket Grounds, Hoboken, but
+Camp never had the satisfaction of sending McNair off the field with a
+beaten team."
+
+
+Alexander Moffat
+
+Every football enthusiast who saw Alex Moffat play had the highest
+respect for his ability in the game. Alex Moffat was typically
+Princetonian. His interest in the game was great, and he was always
+ready to give as much time as was needed to the coaching of the
+Princeton teams. His hard, efficient work developed remarkable kickers.
+He loved the game and was a cheerful, encouraging and sympathetic coach.
+From a man of his day I have learned something about his playing, and
+together we can read of this great all-round athlete.
+
+Alex Moffat was so small when he was a boy that he was called
+"Teeny-bits." He was still small in bone and bulk when he entered
+Princeton. Alex had always been active in sport as a boy. Small as he
+was, he played a good game of baseball and tennis and he distinguished
+himself by his kicking in football before he was twelve years of age.
+The game was then called Association Football, and kicking formed a
+large part of it. At an early age, he became proficient in kicking with
+right or left foot. When he was fifteen he created a sensation over at
+the Old Seminary by kicking the black rubber Association football clear
+over Brown Hall. That was kick enough for a boy of fifteen with an old
+black, rubber football. If anybody doubts it, let him try to do the
+trick.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Wanamaker   Belknap   Finney   Travers   Harlan
+Kennedy   Lamar   Bird   Kimball   De Camp
+Baker   Alex   Moffat   Harris
+
+ALEX MOFFAT AND HIS TEAM]
+
+The Varsity team of Princeton in the fall of '79 was captained by Bland
+Ballard of the class of '80. He had a bunch of giants back of him. There
+were fifteen on the team in those days, and among them were such men as
+Devereaux, Brotherlin, Bryan, Irv. Withington, and the mighty McNair.
+The scrub team player at that time was pretty nearly any chap that was
+willing to take his life in his hands by going down to the field and
+letting those ruthless giants step on his face and generally muss up his
+physical architecture.
+
+When Alex announced one day that he was going to take a chance on the
+scrub team, his friends were inclined to say tenderly and regretfully,
+"Good night, sweet prince." But Alex knew he was there with the kick,
+whether it came on the left or right, and he made up his mind to have a
+go with the canvas-backed Titans of the Varsity team. One fond friend
+watching Alex go out on the field drew a sort of consolation from the
+observation that "perhaps Alex was so small the Varsity men wouldn't
+notice him." But Alex soon showed them that he was there. He got in a
+punt that made Bland Ballard gasp. The big captain looked first at the
+ball, way up in the air, then looked at Alex and he seemed to say as the
+Scotsman said when he compared the small hen and the huge egg, "I hae me
+doots. It canna be."
+
+After that the Varsity men took notice of Alex. When the ball was
+passed back to him next the regulars got through the scrub line so fast
+that Alex had to try for a run. Bland Ballard caught him up in his arms,
+and finding him so light and small, spared himself the trouble of
+throwing him down. Ballard simply sank down on the ground with Alex in
+his arms and began rolling over and over with him towards the scrub
+goal. Alex cried "Down! Down!" in a shrill, treble voice that brought an
+exclamation from the side line. "It's a shame to do it. Bland Ballard is
+robbing the cradle."
+
+Such was Alex Moffat in the fall of '79, still something of the
+"Teeny-bits" that he was in early boyhood. In two years Alex's name was
+on the lips of every gridiron man in the country, and in his senior
+year, as captain, he performed an exploit in goal kicking that has never
+been equalled.
+
+In the game with Harvard in the fall of '83, he kicked five goals, four
+being drop kicks and one from a touchdown. His drop kicks were all of
+them long and two of them were made with the left foot. Alex grew in
+stature and in stamina and when he was captain he was regarded as one of
+the most brilliant fullbacks that the game had ever known. He never was
+a heavy man, but he was swift and slippery in running, a deadly tackler,
+and a kicker that had not his equal in his time.
+
+Alex remained prominent in football activity until his death in 1914.
+He served in many capacities, as member of committees, as coach, as
+referee and as umpire. He was a man of happy and sunny nature who made
+many friends. He loved life and made life joyous for those who were with
+him. He was idolized at Princeton and his memory is treasured there now.
+
+
+Wyllys Terry
+
+One of the greatest halfbacks that ever played for Yale is Wyllys Terry,
+and it is most interesting to hear this player of many years ago tell of
+some of his experiences. Terry says:
+
+"It has been asked of me who were the great players of my time. I can
+only say, judging from their work, that they were all great, but if I
+were compelled to particularize, I should mention the names of Tompkins,
+Peters, Hull, Beck, Twombly, Richards; in fact, I would have to mention
+each team year by year. To them I attribute the success of Yale's
+football in my time, and for many years after that to the unfailing zeal
+and devotion of Walter Camp.
+
+"There were no trainers, coaches, or rubbers at that time. The period of
+practice was almost continuous for forty-five minutes. It was the idea
+in those days that by practice of this kind, staying power and ability
+would be brought out. The principal points that were impressed upon the
+players were for the rushers to tackle low and follow their man.
+
+"This was to them practically a golden text. The fact that a man was
+injured, unless it was a broken bone, or the customary badly sprained
+ankle, did not relieve a man from playing every day.
+
+"It was the spirit, though possibly a crude one, that only those men
+were wanted on the team who could go through the battering of the game
+from start to finish.
+
+"The discipline of the team was rigorous; men were forced to do as they
+were told. If a man did not think he was in any condition to play he
+reported to the captain. These reports were very infrequent though, for
+I know in my own case, the first time I reported, I was so lame I could
+hardly put one foot before the other, but was told to take a football
+and run around the track, which was a half mile long and encircled the
+football field. On my return I was told to get back in my position and
+play. As a result, there were very few players who reported injuries to
+the captain.
+
+"This, when you figure the manner in which teams are coached to-day, may
+appear brutal and a waste of good material, but as a matter of fact, it
+was not. It made the teams what they were in those days--strong, hard
+and fast.
+
+"As to actual results under this policy, I can only say that, during my
+period in college, we never lost a game.
+
+"Training to-day is quite different. I think more men are injured
+nowadays than in my time under our severe training. I think further that
+this softer training is carried to an extreme, and that the football
+player of to-day has too much attention paid to his injury, and what he
+has to say, and the trainer, doctors and attendants are mostly
+responsible for having the players incapacitated by their attention.
+
+"The spirit of Yale in my day, a spirit which was inculcated in our
+minds in playing games, was never to let a member of the opposing team
+think he could beat you. If you experienced a shock or were injured and
+it was still possible to get back to your position either in the line or
+backfield--get there at once. If you felt that your injury was so severe
+that you could not get back, report to your captain immediately and
+abide by his decision, which was either to leave the field or go to your
+position.
+
+"It may be said by some of the players to-day that the punts in those
+days were more easily caught than those of to-day. There is nothing to a
+remark like that. The spiral kick was developed in the fall of '82, and
+I know that both Richards and myself knew the fellow who developed it.
+From my experience in the Princeton game I can testify that Alex Moffat
+was a past master at it.
+
+"One rather amusing thing I remember hearing years ago while standing
+with an old football player watching a Princeton game. The ball was
+thrown forward by the quarterback, which was a foul. The halfback, who
+was playing well out, dashed in and caught the ball on the run, evaded
+the opposing end, pushed the half back aside and ran half the length of
+the field, scoring a touchdown. The applause was tremendous. But the
+Umpire, who had seen the foul, called the ball back. A fair spectator
+who was standing in front of me, asked my friend why the ball was called
+back. My friend remarked: 'The Princeton player has just received an
+encore, that's all.'
+
+"While the game was hard and rough in the early days, yet I consider
+that the discipline and the training which the men went through were of
+great assistance to them, physically, morally and intellectually, in
+after years. Some of the pleasantest friendships that I hold to-day were
+made in connection with my football days, among the graduates of my own
+and other colleges.
+
+"When fond parents ask the advisability of letting their sons play
+football, I always tell them of an incident at the Penn-Harvard game at
+Philadelphia, one year, which I witnessed from the top of a coach. A
+young girl was asked the question:
+
+"'If you were a mother and had a son, would you allow him to play
+football?'
+
+"The young lady thought for a moment and then answered in this spirited,
+if somewhat devious, fashion:
+
+"'If I were a son and had a mother, _you bet I'd play!_'"
+
+
+Memories of John C. Bell
+
+In my association with football, among the many friendships I formed, I
+prize none more highly than that of John C. Bell, whose activity in
+Pennsylvania football has been kept alive long since his playing day.
+Let us go back and talk the game over with him.
+
+"I played football in my prep. school days," he says, "and on the
+'Varsity teams of the University of Pennsylvania in the years
+'82-'83-'84. After graduation, following a sort of nominating mass
+meeting of the students, I was elected to the football committee of the
+University, about 1886, and served as chairman of that committee until
+1901; retiring that season when George Woodruff, after a term of ten
+years, terminated his relationship as coach of our team.
+
+"I also served, as you know, as a representative of the University on
+the Football Rules Committee from about 1886 until the time I was
+appointed Attorney General in 1911.
+
+"More pleasant associations and relationships I have never had than
+those with my fellow-members of that Committee in the late '80's and the
+'90's, including Camp of Yale; Billy Brooks, Bert Waters, Bob Wrenn and
+Percy Haughton of Harvard; Paul Dashiell of Annapolis; Tracy Harris,
+Alex Moffat and John Fine of Princeton; and Professor Dennis of
+Cornell. Later the Committee, as you know, was enlarged by the admission
+of representatives from the West; and among them were Alonzo Stagg, of
+Chicago University, and Harry Williams of Minnesota. Finer fellows I
+have never known; they were one and all Nature's noblemen.
+
+"Some of them, alas! like Alex Moffat, have gone to the Great Beyond.
+Representing rival universities, between whose student bodies and some
+of whose alumni, partisan feeling ran high in the '90's, nothing,
+however, save good fellowship and good cheer ever existed between Alex
+and me.
+
+"I am genuinely glad that I played the game with my team-mates;
+witnessed for many years nearly all the big games of the eastern
+colleges; mingled season after season with the players and the
+enthusiastic alumni of the competing universities in attendance at the
+annual matches; sat and deliberated each recurring year, as I have said,
+with those fine fellows who made and amended the rules, and in this way
+helped to develop the game, the manliest of all our sports; and that I
+have thus breathed, recreated and been invigorated in a football
+atmosphere every autumn for more than a third of a century. Growing
+older every year, one still remains young--as young in heart and spirit
+as when he donned the moleskins, and caught and kicked and carried the
+ball himself. And all these football experiences make one a happier,
+stronger and more loyal man.
+
+"I remember in my prep. school days playing upon a team made up largely
+of high school boys. One game stands out in my recollection. It was
+against the Freshmen team of the University of Pennsylvania, captained
+by Johnny Thayer who went down with the _Titanic_.
+
+"Arriving after the game had started, I came out to the side-lines and
+called to the captain asking whether I was to play. He glowered at me
+and made no answer. A few minutes later our 'second captain' called to
+me to come into the game, saying that Smith was only to play until I
+arrived. Quick as a flash I stepped into the field of play, and almost
+instantly Thayer kicked the ball over the rush line and it came bounding
+down right into my arm. Off I went like a flash through the line, past
+the backs and fullbacks, only to be over-taken within a few yards of the
+goal. The teams lined up, and thereupon Thayer, with his eagle eye
+looking us over, called out to our captain 'how many fellows are you
+playing anyway?' Instantly our captain ordered Smith off the field
+saying 'you were only to play until Bell came,' and poor Smith left
+without any audible murmur. This is what might be called one of the
+accidents of the game.
+
+"Perhaps the most memorable game in which I played was against Harvard
+in 1884 when Pennsylvania won upon Forbes Field by the score of 4 to 0.
+It was our first victory over the Crimson, not to be repeated again
+until the memorable game of 1894, which triumph was again repeated,
+after still another decade, in our great victory of 1904. This last
+victory came after five years of continuing defeats, and I remember that
+we were all jubilant when we heard the news from Cambridge. I recall
+that Dr. J. William White, C. S. Packard and I were playing golf at the
+Country Club and when some one brought out the score to us we dropped
+our clubs, clasped hands and executed an Indian dance, shouting "Rah!
+rah! rah! Pennsylvania!" Why, old staid philosopher, should the leading
+surgeon of the city, the president of its oldest and largest trust
+company, and the district attorney of Philadelphia, thus jump for joy
+and become boys once more?
+
+"Recurring to the game of 1884 I can hear the cheers of the University
+still ringing in my ears when we returned from Harvard. A few weeks
+later our team went up to Princeton to see the Harvard-Princeton match
+and I recall, as though it were yesterday, Alex Moffat kicking five
+goals against Appleton's team, three of them with the right and two with
+the left foot. No other player I ever knew or heard of was so
+ambipedextrous (if I may use the word) as Alex Moffat. I remember
+walking in from the field with Harvard's captain, and he said to me
+'Moffat is a phenomenon.' Truly he was."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII
+
+HEROES OF THE PAST--GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY
+
+
+Enthusiastic George Woodruff tells of his football experiences in the
+following words:
+
+"I went to Yale a green farmer boy who had never heard of the college
+game of football until I arrived at New Haven to take my examinations in
+the fall of '85. Incidentally I made the team permanently the second day
+I was on the field, having scored against the varsity from the middle of
+the field in three successive runs; whereas the varsity was not able to
+score against the scrub. I was used perhaps more times than any other
+man in running with the ball up to a very severe injury to my knee in
+the fall of '87, just a week and a day before the Princeton game, from
+which time, until I left college (although I played in all of the
+championship games) I was not able to run with the ball, actually being
+on the field only two days after my injury in '87 until the end of the
+'88 season, outside of the days on which I played the games. I tried not
+to play in the fall of '88 because of the condition of my knee and
+because I was Captain of the Crew, but Pa Corbin insisted that I must
+play in the championship games or he would not row: and of course I
+acceded to his wishes thereby secretly gratifying my own.
+
+"And now about the men with whom I played: Kid Wallace played end the
+entire four years. Wallace was a great amusement and comfort to his
+fellow-players on account of his general desire to put on the appearance
+of a 'tough' of the worst description; whereas he was at heart a very
+fine and gallant gentleman.
+
+"Pudge Heffelfinger played the other guard from me in my last year and
+when he first appeared on the Yale field he was a ridiculous example of
+a raw-boned Westerner, being 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing only
+about 178 pounds. During the season, however, the exercise and good food
+at the training table caused Heffelfinger to gain 25 pounds of solid
+bone, sinew and muscle. The green days of his first year in 1888 were
+remembered against him in an affectionate way by the use of Yale for
+several years of 'Pa' Corbin's oft reiterated expression brought forth
+by Pudge's greenness, which would cause 'Pa' to exclaim: 'Darn you,
+Heffelfinger!' with great emphasis on the 'Darn.'
+
+"Billy Graves played on the team during most of these years, he being
+the most graceful football runner I have ever seen, unless it were
+Stevenson of Pennsylvania.
+
+"Lee McClung was a harder worker in his running than most of the men
+named above, but tremendously effective. He is accredited with being the
+first man who intentionally started as though to make an end run and
+then turned diagonally back through the line, in order to open up the
+field through which he then ran with incredible speed and determination.
+This was one of the first premeditated plays of a trick nature which
+ultimately led to my invention of the delayed pass which works upon the
+same principle only with incalculably greater ease and effect.
+
+"The game with Princeton in the Fall of 1885 clings to my memory beyond
+any other game I ever played in, because it was the first real
+championship game of my career, and I had not as yet fully developed
+into an actual player. The loss of this game to Princeton in the last
+six minutes of playing because of the Lamar run--Yale had Princeton 5 to
+0--has been a nightmare to most of the Yale players ever since. I
+attribute the fact that Yale only had five points to two hard-luck
+facts.
+
+"Through my own intensity at the beginning of the game I over-ran Harry
+Beecher on my first signal, causing the signal giver to think that I was
+rattled so that, although I afterward ran with the ball some 25 or 30
+times with consistent gains of from 2 to 5 yards under the almost
+impossible conditions known as the 'punt rush,' the signal for my
+regular play was not given again in spite of the fact that my ground
+gaining had been one of the steadiest features of the Yale play
+throughout the year, and because Watkinson was allowed to try five times
+in succession for goals from the field, close up, only one of which he
+made; whereas Billy Bull could probably have made at least three out of
+the five; but of course Bull's ability was not so well-known then. The
+direct cause of the Lamar run was due to the fact that all the fast
+runners and good tacklers of the Yale line were down the field under a
+kick, so close to Toler, the other halfback from Lamar, that when Toler
+muffed the ball so egregiously that it bounded over our heads some 15
+yards, Lamar who had not come across the field to back Toler up, had
+been able to get the ball on the bound and on the dead run, thus having
+in front of him all the Princeton team except Toler; whereas the Yale
+team was depleted by the fact that Wallace, Corwin, Gill (who had come
+on as a substitute) myself and even Harry Beecher from quarterback, had
+run down the field to within a few yards of Toler before he muffed the
+ball. We all turned and watched Lamar run, being so petrified that not
+one of us took a step, and, although the scene is photographed on my
+memory, I cannot see one of all the Yale players making a tackle at
+Lamar. Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, kicked the goal, thus making
+the score 6 to 5 and winning the game. The outburst from the Princeton
+contingent at the end of the game was one of the most heartfelt and
+spontaneous I have ever heard or seen. I understand that practically all
+of Lamar's uniform was torn into pieces and handed out to the various
+Princeton girls and their escorts who had come to New Haven to see the
+game.
+
+"The Yale-Princeton game in the fall of 1886 was a remarkable as well as
+a disagreeable one. We played at Princeton when the field at that time
+combined the elements of stickiness and slipperiness to an unbelievable
+extent. It rained heavily throughout the game and the proverbial 'hog on
+ice' could not have slipped and slathered around worse than all the
+players on both sides. There was a long controversy about who should act
+as referee (in those days we had only one official) and after a delay of
+about an hour from the time the game should have begun, Harris, a
+Princeton man, was allowed to do the officiating. Bob Corwin, who was
+end-rush, only second to Wallace in his ability, was captain of the
+team.
+
+"Yale made one touchdown which seemed to be perfectly fair but which was
+disallowed; and later, in the second half, Watkinson for Yale kicked the
+ball so that it rolled across the goal line, whereupon a crowd, which
+was standing around the ropes (in those days there was practically no
+grandstand) crowded onto the field where Savage, the Princeton fullback
+had fallen on the ball. The general report is that Kid Wallace held
+Savage while Corwin pulled the slippery ball away from him, and that
+when Harris, the referee, was able to dig his way through the crowd he
+found Corwin on the ball, and in view of the great fuss that had been
+made about his previous decision, was not able to credit Savage's
+statement that he (Savage) had said 'down' long before the Yale ends had
+been able to pull the ball away from him. The result was that the
+touchdown was allowed. Thereupon the crowd all came onto the field and
+we were not able to clear it for some 10 or 15 minutes, so that there
+was not time enough to finish the full 45 minutes of the second-half of
+the game before dark. This led to some bitter discussion between Yale
+and Princeton as to whether the game had been played. This discussion
+was settled by the intercollegiate committee in declaring that Yale had
+won the game, 4 to 0, but that no championship should be awarded. It is
+interesting to note, however, that all the gold footballs worn by the
+Yale players of this game are marked 'Champions, 1886.'
+
+"A word about the Princeton men who were playing during my four years at
+college.
+
+"Irvine was a fine steady player and his success at Mercersburg is in
+keeping with the promise shown in his football days.
+
+"Hector Cowan played against me three years at guard and he fully
+deserved the great reputation he had at that time in every particular
+of the game, including running with the ball.
+
+"George was one of the very best center rushes I have ever seen and
+probably would have made a great player elsewhere along the line if he
+had been relieved from the obscuring effect of playing center at the
+time a center had no particular opportunity to show his ability.
+
+"Snake Ames for some reason was never able to do anything against the
+Yale team during the time I was playing, but his work in some later
+games that I saw and in which I officiated, convinced me that he was
+worthy of his nickname, because there are only a few men who are able to
+wind their way through an entire field of opponents with as much
+celerity and effect as Ames would display time after time.
+
+"In the fall of '86 Yale beat Harvard 29 to 4, with great ease, and if
+it had not been for injuries to Yale players, could probably have made
+it 50 or 60 to 0. Most of the Yale players came out of the game with
+very disgraceful marks of the roughness of the Harvard men. I had a
+badly broken nose from an intentional blow. George Carter had a cut
+requiring eight stitches above his eye. The tackle next to me had a face
+which was pounded black and blue all over. To the credit of the Harvard
+men I will say that they came to the box at the theater that night
+occupied by the Yale team and apologized for what they had done, stating
+that they had been coached to play in that way and that they would
+never again allow anybody to coach who would try to have the Harvard
+players use intentionally unfair roughness.
+
+"When I entered Pennsylvania I found a more or less happy-go-lucky
+brilliant man, Arthur Knipe, who was not considered fully worthy of
+being on even the Pennsylvania teams of those days, namely: teams that
+were being beaten 60 or 70 to 0 by Yale, Harvard and Princeton. I
+succeeded in arousing the interest of Knipe, and although in my mind he
+never, during his active membership of the Pennsylvania team, came up to
+75 per cent. of his true playing value, he was, even so, undoubtedly the
+peer of any man that ever played football. Knipe was brilliant but
+careless, and was at once the joy and despair of any coach who took an
+interest in his men. He captained the 1894 Pennsylvania team with which
+I sprung the 'guards back' and 'short end defense.'
+
+"Jack Minds I remember seeing, in 1893, standing around on the field as
+a member of the second or third scrub teams. I suppose he would not have
+been invited to preliminary training except for his own courage and
+pertinacity which caused him to demand to be taken. With no thought that
+he could possibly make the team I gradually found myself using him in
+1894, until he was a fixture at tackle, although he dodged the scales
+throughout the entire fall in order that I might not know that he
+only weighed 162 pounds.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Wharton   Bull   Woodruff
+Rosengarten   Osgood   Brooke   Knipe   Gelbert
+Minds   Williams   Wagonhurst
+
+OLD PENN HEROES]
+
+"I will not enlarge upon the ability of men like George Brooke, Wylie
+Woodruff, Buck Wharton, Joe McCracken, John Outland and others, but
+anybody speaking of Pennsylvania players during the late '90's cannot
+pass by Truxton Hare, who stands forth as a Chevalier Bayard among the
+ranks of college football players. Hare entered Pennsylvania in '97 from
+St. Paul without any thought that he was likely to be even a mediocre
+player. He weighed only about 178 pounds at the time and was immature.
+Although his wonderfully symmetrical build, in which he looked like a
+magnified Billy Graves, kept him from looking as large as Heffelfinger
+at his greatest development at Yale, Hare was certainly ten pounds
+heavier in fine condition than Heffelfinger was before the latter left
+Yale."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII
+
+ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS
+
+
+In the latter eighties the signal from the quarterback to the center for
+putting the ball in play was a pressure of the fingers and thumb on the
+hips of the center. In the '89 championship game between Yale and
+Princeton, Yale had been steadily advancing the ball and it looked as if
+they had started out for a march up the field for a touchdown. In those
+days signals were not rattled off with the speed that they are given
+now, and the quarterback often took some time to consider his next play,
+during which time he might stand in any position back of the line.
+
+Playing right guard on the Princeton team was J. R. Thomas, more
+familiarly known as Long Tommy. He was six feet six or seven inches tall
+and built more longitudinally than otherwise. It occurred to Janeway,
+who was playing left guard, that Long Tommy's great length and reach
+might be used to great advantage when occasion offered.
+
+He, therefore, took occasion to say to Thomas during a lull in the game,
+"If you get a chance, reach over when Wurtenburg--the Yale
+quarter--isn't looking, and pinch the Yale center so that he will put
+the ball in play when the backs are not expecting it." The Yale center,
+by the way, was Bert Hanson. Yale continued to advance the ball on two
+or three successive plays and finally had a third down with two yards to
+gain. At this critical moment the looked-for opportunity arrived.
+Wurtenburg called a consultation of the other backs to decide on the
+next play. While the consultation was going on Long Tommy reached over
+and gently nipped Hanson where he was expecting the signal. Hanson
+immediately put the ball in play and as a result Janeway broke through
+and fell on the ball for a ten yards gain and first down for Princeton.
+
+To say that the Yale team were frantic with surprise and rage would be
+putting it mildly. Poor Hanson came in for some pretty rough flagging.
+He swore by all that was good and holy that he had received the signal
+to put the ball in play, which was true. But Wurtenburg insisted that he
+had not given the signal. There was no time for wrangling at that moment
+as the referee ordered the game to proceed.
+
+Yale did not learn how that ball came to be put in play until some time
+after the game, which was the last of the season, when Long Tommy
+happening to meet up with Hanson and several other Yale players in a New
+York restaurant, told with great glee how he gave the signal that
+stopped Yale's triumphant advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Numerals and combinations of numbers were not used as signals until
+1889. Prior to that, phrases, catch-words and gestures were the only
+modes of indicating the plays to be used. For instance, the signal for
+Hector Cowan of Princeton to run with the ball was an entreaty by the
+captain, who in those days usually gave the signals, addressed to the
+team, to gain an uneven number of yards. Therefore the expression,
+"Let's gain three, five or seven yards," would indicate to the team that
+Cowan was to take the ball, and an effort was made to open up the line
+for him at the point at which he usually bucked it.
+
+Irvine, the other tackle, ran with the ball when an even number of yards
+was called for.
+
+For a kick the signal was any phrase which asked a question, as for
+instance, "How many yards to gain?"
+
+One of the signals used by Corbin, captain of Yale, to indicate a
+certain play, was the removal of his cap. They wore caps in those days.
+A variation of this play was indicated if in addition to removing his
+cap he expectorated emphatically.
+
+Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, noticing the cap signals, determined
+that he would handicap the captain's strategy by stealing his cap. He
+called the team back and very earnestly impressed upon them the
+advantage that would accrue if any of them could surreptitiously get
+possession of Captain Corbin's head-covering. Corbin, however, kept such
+good watch on his property that no one was able to purloin it.
+
+Sport Donnelly, who played left end on Princeton's '89 team, was perhaps
+one of the roughest players that ever went into a game, and at the same
+time one of the best ends that ever went down the field under a kick.
+
+Donnelly was one of the few men that could play his game up to the top
+notch and at the same time keep his opponent harassed to the point of
+frenzy by a continual line of conversation in a sarcastic vein which
+invariably got the opposing player rattled.
+
+He would say or do something to the man opposite him which would goad
+that individual to fury and then when retaliation was about to come in
+the shape of a blow, he would yell "Mr. Umpire," and in many instances
+the player would be ruled off the field.
+
+Donnelly's line of conversation in a Yale game, addressed to Billy
+Rhodes who played opposite him, would be somewhat as follows:
+
+"Ah, Mr. Rhodes, I see Mr. Gill is about to run with the ball."
+
+Just then Gill would come tearing around from his position at tackle and
+Donnelly would remark:
+
+"Well, excuse me, Mr. Rhodes, for a moment, I've got to tackle Mr.
+Gill."
+
+He would then sidestep in such a manner as to elude Rhodes's
+manoeuvres to prevent him breaking through, and stop Gill for a loss.
+
+Hector Cowan, who was captain of the Princeton '88 team was another
+rough player. In those days the men in the heat of playing would indulge
+in exclamations hardly fit for a drawing room. In fact most of the time
+the words used would have been more in place among a lot of pirates.
+
+Cowan was no exception to the rule so far as giving vent to his feelings
+was concerned, but he invariably used one phrase to do so. He was a
+fellow of sterling character and was studying for the ministry. Not even
+the excitement of the moment could make him forget himself to the extent
+of the other players, and where their language would have to be
+represented in print by a lot of dashes, Cowan's could be printed in the
+blackest face type without offending anyone.
+
+It was amusing to see this big fellow, worked up to the point of
+explosion, wave his arms and exclaim:
+
+"Oh, sugar!"
+
+It would bring a roar of mock protest from the other players, and
+threats to report him for his rough talk. While the men made joke of
+Hector's talk they had a thorough respect for his sterling principles.
+
+
+VICTORIOUS DAYS AT YALE
+
+During the early days of football Yale's record was an enviable one. The
+schedules included, Yale, Harvard, Princeton, University of
+Pennsylvania, Rutgers, Columbia, Stevens Institute of Technology,
+Dartmouth, Amherst, and University of Michigan.
+
+It is interesting to note that since the formation of the Football
+Association, in 1879 to 1889, Yale had been awarded the championship
+flag five times, Princeton one, Harvard none. Yale had won 95 out of 98
+games, having lost three to Princeton, one to Harvard and one to
+Columbia. Since 1878 Yale had lost but one game and that by one point.
+This was the Tilly Lamar game, which Princeton won. In points Yale had
+scored, since points began to be counted, 3001 to her opponents' 56; in
+goals 530 to 19 and in touchdowns 219 to 9, which is truly a unique
+record.
+
+It was during this period that Pa Corbin, a country boy, entered Yale
+and in his senior year became captain of the famous '88 team. This
+brilliant eleven had a wonderfully successful season and Yale men now
+began to take stock and really appreciate the remarkable record that was
+hers upon the field of football.
+
+In commemoration of these victories, Yale men gathered from far and
+near, crowding Delmonico's banquet hall to the limit to pay tribute to
+Yale athletic successes.
+
+"And it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet,
+and the people shouted with a great shout ... they took the city."
+
+In a room beautifully decorated with Yale banners and trophies four
+hundred Elis sat down to enjoy the Bulldog Feast, and there honored and
+cheered to the echo the great football traditions of Yale and the men
+who made her famous by so vast a margin.
+
+Chauncey M. Depew in his address that evening stated that for the only
+time in one hundred and eighty-eight years the alumni of Yale met solely
+to celebrate her athletic triumphs.
+
+Pa Corbin, captain of the victorious '88 football team, responded, as
+follows:
+
+"Again we have met the enemy and he is ours. In fact we have been
+successful so many times there is something of a sameness about it. It
+is a good deal like what the old man said about leading a good life. It
+is monotonous, but satisfactory. There are perhaps a few special reasons
+why we won the championship this year, but the general principles are
+the same, which have always made us win. First, by following out certain
+traditions, which are handed down to us year by year from former team
+captains and coaches; the necessity of advancing each year beyond the
+point attained the year before; the mastering of the play of our
+opponents and planning our game to meet it. Second, by the hard,
+conscientious work, such as only a Yale team knows how to do. Third,
+by going on to the field with that high courage and determination which
+has always been characteristic of the Yale eleven, something like the
+spirit of the ancient Greeks who went into battle with the decision to
+return with their shields or on them. Sometimes they have been animated
+with the spirit which knows no defeat, like the little drummer boy, who
+was ordered by Napoleon in a crisis in the battle to beat a retreat. The
+boy did not move. 'Boy, beat a retreat.' He did not stir, but at a third
+command, he straightened up and said: 'Sire, I know not how, but I can
+beat a charge that will wake the dead.' He did so and the troops moved
+forward and were victorious. It is this same spirit which in many cases
+has seemed to animate our men.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Rhodes   Woodruff   Heffelfinger   Gill   Wallace
+Stagg   McClung   Captain Corbin   Bull
+Wurtenberg   Graves
+
+PA CORBIN'S TEAM]
+
+"But our victory is due in a great measure this year to a man who knows
+more about football than any man in this country, who gave much of his
+valuable time in continually advising and in actual coaching on the
+field. I refer to Walter Camp, and as long as his spirit hovers over the
+Yale campus and our traditions for football playing are religiously
+followed out there is no reason why Yale should not remain, as she
+always has been, at the head of American football."
+
+Those were Corbin's recollections the year of that great victory. Time
+has not dimmed them, nor has his memory faded. Rather the opposite.
+From what follows you will note that a woman now enters the camp of the
+Eli coaching staff, mention of whom was not made in Corbin's speech of
+'88.
+
+Pa Corbin prides himself in the fact that twenty-five years afterward he
+brought his old team mates together and gave them a dinner. The menu
+card tells of the traditional coaching system of Corbin's great team of
+'88 and beneath the picture of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Camp appears in
+headlines:
+
+"HEAD COACHES OF THE YALE FOOTBALL TEAM OF 1888"
+
+"The head-coaches of the Yale team," says Corbin, "were really Mr. and
+Mrs. Walter Camp. They had been married in the summer of 1888 and were
+staying with relatives in New Haven. Mr. Camp had just begun his
+connection with a New Haven concern which occupied most of his time.
+Mrs. Camp was present at Yale Field every day at the football practice
+and made careful note of the plays, the players and anything that should
+be observed in connection with the style of play and the individual
+weakness or strength. She gave her observations in detail to her husband
+at supper every night and when I arrived Mr. Camp would be thoroughly
+familiar with that day's practice and would be ready for suggestions as
+to plays and players to be put in operation the next day.
+
+"This method was pursued during the entire season and was practically
+the only systematic coaching that the team received. Of course there
+were several old players like Tompkins '84, Terry '85 and Knapp '82, who
+came to the field frequently.
+
+"At that time it was customary for me to snap the ball back to the
+quarter with my foot. By standing the ball on end and exercising a
+certain pressure on the same it was possible to have it bound into the
+quarterback's hands. It was necessary, therefore, for me to attend to
+this detail as well as to block my opponent and make holes through the
+line for the backs.
+
+"While the rules of the game at that time provided for an Umpire as well
+as a Referee, the fact that there was no neutral zone and players were
+in close contact with each other on the line of scrimmage gave
+opportunity for more roughness than is customary at the present time.
+Neither were the officials so strict about their rulings.
+
+"Prior to this time it had been customary to give word signals for the
+different plays, these being certain words which were used in various
+sentences relating to football and the progress of the game. As center,
+I was so tall that a system of sign signals was devised which I used
+entirely in the Princeton game, and the opponents, from the talk, which
+continued as usual, supposed that word signals were being used and were
+entirely ignorant of the sign signals during the progress of the game.
+The pulling of the visor of my cap was a kick signal. Everything that I
+did with my left hand in touching different parts of my uniform on the
+left side from collar to shoe lace meant a signal for a play at
+different points on the left side of the line. Similar signals with my
+right hand meant similar plays on the right side of the line. The system
+worked perfectly and there was no case of missed signal. The next year
+the use of numbers for signals began, and has continued until the
+present date.
+
+"The work of the Yale team during the season was very much retarded by
+injuries to their best players. The papers were so filled with these
+accounts that the general opinion of the public was that the team would
+be in poor physical condition to meet Princeton. As luck would have it,
+however, the invalids reached a convalescing stage in time to enter the
+Wesleyan game on the Saturday before the one to be played with Princeton
+in fairly good condition.
+
+"Head Coach Camp and I attended the Princeton-Harvard game at Princeton
+on that day. Upon our return to New York we received a telegram from
+Mrs. Camp to the effect that the score made by Yale against Wesleyan was
+105 to nothing. One of the graduate coaches was much impressed with the
+opportunity to turn a few pennies and he requested that the information
+be kept quiet until he could see a few Princeton men. The result was
+that he negotiated the small end of several stakes at long odds against
+Yale. When the news of the Wesleyan score was made public the next
+morning, the opinion of the public changed somewhat as to the merit of
+the team. It nevertheless went into the Princeton game as not being the
+favorite and in the opinion of disinterested persons it was expected
+that Princeton would win handsomely."
+
+Cowan the great has this to say:
+
+"I happened to be down on the grounds to watch the practice just a few
+days before the Yale game. They did not have enough scrub to make a good
+defense. Jim Robinson happened to see me there and asked me to play. He
+had asked me before, and I had always refused, but this time for some
+reason I accepted and he took me to the Club house.
+
+"I got into my clothes. The shoes were about three sizes too small. That
+day I played guard opposite Tracy Harris. I played well enough so that
+they wanted me to come down the next day, as they said they wanted good
+practice. The next day I was put against Captain Bird, who had been out
+of town the first day I played. He had the reputation of being not at
+all delicate in the way he handled the scrub men who played against him,
+so that they had learned to keep away from him.
+
+"As I had not played before, I did not know enough to be afraid of him,
+so when the ball was put in play I simply charged forward at the
+quarterback and was able to spoil a good many of his plays. I heard
+afterward that Bird asked Jim Robinson who that damn freshman was that
+played against him. The next year I was put in Bird's place at left
+guard, as he had graduated and fought all comers for the place. I was
+never put on the scrub again.
+
+"My condition when in Princeton was the best. Having been raised in the
+country, I knew what hard work was and in the five years that I played
+football I never left the field on account of injury either in practice
+or in games with other teams.
+
+"It is a great thing to play the game of football as hard as you can. I
+never deliberately went to do a man up. If he played a rough game, I
+simply played him the harder. I never struck a man with my fist in the
+game. I do not remember ever losing my temper. Perhaps I did not have
+temper enough.
+
+"When we speak of a football man's nerve I would say that any man who
+stopped to think of himself is not worthy of the game, but there is one
+man who seemed to me had a little more nerve than the average. I think
+that he played for two years on our scrub, and the reason that he was
+kept there so long was on account of his size. He only weighed about 138
+pounds, but for all the time he played on the scrub he played halfback
+and no one ever saw him hesitate to make every inch that he could, even
+though he knew he had to suffer for it.
+
+"In the fall of '88, I think, Yup Cook played right tackle on the
+Varsity. He was very strong in his shoulders and arms and had the grip
+of a blacksmith. Channing, this nervy little 138-pounder, played left
+halfback on the scrub. When he went into the line, Cook would take him
+by the shoulders and slam him into the ground. Our playing field at the
+time was very dry and the ground was like a rock. I used to feel very
+sorry for the little fellow. On his elbows and hips and knees he had raw
+sores as big as silver dollars; yet he never hesitated to make the
+attempt, and he never called 'down' to save himself from punishment. The
+next year he made the team. Everybody admired him.
+
+"Football men must never forget Tilly Lamar, who played halfback. I
+think he was one of the greatest halfbacks and one who would have made a
+record in any age of football. I have seen him go through a line with
+nearly every man on the opposing team holding him. He would break loose
+from one after the other.
+
+"Lamar was a short, chunky fellow and ran close to the ground with his
+back level, and about the only place one could get hold of him was his
+shoulders. He would always turn toward the tackler instead of away, and
+it had the effect of throwing him over his head. The only way that the
+Yale men could stop him at all was to dive clear under and get him by
+the legs.
+
+"You have always heard a lot about Snake Ames. Snake was a very
+spectacular player, but one very hard to stop, especially in an open
+field. He was very fast and during the last year of his playing he
+developed a duck and would go clear under the man trying to tackle him.
+This he did by putting one hand flat on the ground, so that his body
+would just miss the ground; even the good tacklers that Yale always had
+were not able to stop him.
+
+"One of Princeton's old reliables was our center, George, '89. He may
+not have got much out of the plaudits from the grandstand, but those of
+us who knew what he was doing appreciated his work. We always felt safe
+as to our center. He was steady and brilliant.
+
+"It was during this time that Yale developed a wedge play on center.
+There were no restrictions as to how the line would be formed, and Yale
+would put all their guards and tackles and ends back, forming a big V
+with the man with the ball in the center.
+
+"Yale had been able to knock the opposing center out of the way till
+they struck George. How well I remember this giant, who was able to hold
+the whole wedge until he could knock the sides in and pile them up in a
+bunch. Yale soon gave him up and tried to gain elsewhere.
+
+"I must tell you about one more of Princeton's football players. Not so
+much for his playing, but for his head work. During the years that I was
+captain, in the fall of '88 the rules were changed so that one was
+allowed to block an opponent only by the body. In other words, not
+allowed to use hands or arms in blocking. It was Sam Hodge, who played
+end and worked out what is known to-day as boxing the tackle. You can
+understand what effect it would have on a man who was not used to it.
+The end would knock the opposing tackle and send him clear out of the
+play and the half would keep the end out."
+
+I once asked Cowan to tell something about his experiences and men he
+played against.
+
+"The Yale game was the great game in my days," he said. "Harvard did not
+have the football instinct as well developed as Yale, and it is of the
+Yale players that I have more in mind. One man I will always remember is
+Gill, who played left tackle for Yale and was captain during his senior
+year. I remember him because we had a good deal to do with each other.
+When I ran with the ball I had to get around him if I made any advance,
+and I must say that I found it no easy thing to do, as he was a sure
+tackler. And when he ran with the ball I had the good pleasure of
+cutting his runs short.
+
+"Another man whom I consider one of the greatest punters of the past is
+Bull of Yale. I have stopped a good many punts and drop kicks in my
+play, but I do not remember stopping a single kick of his, and it was
+not because I did not try. He kicked with his left foot, and with his
+back partially towards the line would kick a very high ball, and when
+you jumped into him--on the principle, that if you cannot get the ball,
+get the man--you had the sensation of striking something hard."
+
+After Cowan had stopped playing and graduated he acted as an official in
+a good many of the big games. He states as follows:
+
+"You ask about my own experiences as an official, and for experience
+with other officials. I always got along pretty well as a referee. There
+was very little kicking on my decisions. But I was good for nothing as
+an umpire. I could not keep my eyes off the ball, so did not see the
+fouls as much as I should. You boys have probably heard how I was ruled
+off the field in a Harvard-Princeton game in '88. I remember Terry of
+Yale who refereed that game, above all others. There was a rule at that
+time that intentional tackling below the knees was a foul and the
+penalty was disqualification. Our game had just started. We had only two
+or three plays, Harvard having the ball. I broke through the line and
+tackled the man as soon as he had the ball. I had him around the legs
+about the knees, but in his efforts to get away, my hands slipped down.
+But at the moment remembering the rule I let him go, and for this I was
+disqualified. I might say that we lost the game, for we did not have any
+one to take my place. I had always been in my place and no one ever
+thought that I would not be there. My being disqualified was probably
+the reason for the Princeton defeat.
+
+"I do not think that Terry intended to be unfair. The game had just
+started, and he was trying to be strict, and without stopping to think
+whether it was intentional or not. He saw the rule being broken and
+acted on the impulse of the moment. I have since heard that Terry felt
+very bad about it afterwards. I never felt right towards him until I had
+a chance to get even with him, and it came in this way. The Crescent
+Club of Brooklyn played the Cleveland Athletic Club at Cleveland. George
+and myself were invited to play with the Cleveland club, and on the
+Crescent team were Alex Moffat and Terry. Terry played left halfback,
+and right here was where I got in my work. When Terry ran with the ball
+I generally had a chance to help him meet the earth. I had one chance in
+particular. Terry got the ball and got around our end, and on a long end
+run I took after him, caught him from the side, threw him over my head
+out of bounds. As we were both running at the top of our speed he hit
+the ground with considerable force. I felt better towards him after this
+game."
+
+In such vivid phrases as these a great hero of the past tells of things
+well worth recording.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Football competition is very strong. There is the keenest sort of
+rivalry among college teams. There is very little love on the part of
+the men who play against each other on the day of the contest, but after
+the game is all over, and these men meet in after years, very strong
+friendships are often formed. Sometimes these opponents never meet
+again, but down deep in their hearts they have a most wholesome regard
+for each other, and so in my recollections of the old heroes, it will be
+most interesting to hear in their own words, something about their own
+achievements and experiences in the games they played thirty years ago.
+Hector Cowan, who captained the '88 team at Princeton, played three
+years against George Woodruff of Yale. It has been twenty-eight years
+since that wonderful battle took place between these two men. It is
+still talked about by people who saw the game, and now let us read what
+these two contestants say about each other.
+
+"Of the three years that I played guard I met George Woodruff as my
+opponent," says Cowan, "and I always felt that he was the strongest man
+I had to meet and one who was always on the square. He played the game
+for what it was worth, and he showed later that he could teach it to
+others by the way he taught the Penn' team."
+
+Says George Woodruff, delving into the old days: "Hector Cowan played
+against me three years at guard, and he fully deserves the reputation he
+had at that time in every particular of the game, including running with
+the ball. I doubt whether any other Princeton man was ever more able to
+make ground whenever he tried, although Cowan was not in any particular
+a showy player. For some reason or other, Cowan seems to have had a
+reputation for rough play, which shows how untrue traditions can be
+handed down. I never played against or with a finer and steadier player,
+or one more free from the remotest desire to play roughly for the sake
+of roughness itself."
+
+When Heffelfinger's last game had been played there appeared in a
+newspaper of November 26th, 1888, a farewell to Heffelfinger.
+
+    Good-by Heff! the boys will miss you,
+      And the old men, too, and the girls;
+    You tossed the other side about as if they were ten-pins;
+    You took Little Bliss under your wing and he ran with
+          the ball like a pilot boat by the _Teutonic_.
+    You used eyes, ears, shoulders, legs, arms and head
+          and took it all in.
+    You're the best football rusher America, or the world,
+          has shown;
+    And best of all you never slugged, lost your temper or
+          did anything mean;
+    Oh come thou mighty one, go not away,
+    The team thou must not fail:
+    Stay where thou art, please, Heffelfinger, stay,
+      And still be true to Yale--
+    Linger, yet linger, Heffelfinger, a truly civil engineer.
+      His trust would ne'er surrender; unstrap thy trunks,
+      Excuse this scalding tear.
+    Still be Yale's best defender! Linger, oh, linger,
+      Heffelfinger.
+    Princeton and Harvard, there is cause to fear
+    Will dance joy's double shuffle when of thy Western
+      flight they come to hear. Stay and their tempers
+      ruffle. Linger, oh, linger, Heffelfinger.
+
+
+John Cranston
+
+"My inspiration for the game came when my country cousin returned from
+Exeter and told me he believed I had the making of a football player,"
+says John Cranston, who was Harvard's famous old center and former
+coach. "At once I pestered him with all kinds of questions about the
+requirements, and believed that some day I would do something. I shall
+always remember my first day on the field at Exeter. Lacking the
+wherewithal to buy the regulation suit, I appeared in the none too
+strong blue shirt and overalls used on the farm. I remember too that it
+was not long before Harding said: 'Take that young countryman to the
+gymnasium before he is injured for life; he doesn't know which way to
+run when he gets the ball; he doesn't know the game; and he looks too
+thick headed to play the game anyway.'
+
+"As boys on neighboring farms of Western New York, three of us, who
+were later to play on different college teams, hunted skunks and rabbits
+together. Had we been on the same team we would have been side by side.
+Cook was a great tackle at Princeton; Reed one of the best guards
+Cornell ever had; and I, owing to some good team mates, played as center
+on the first Harvard eleven to defeat Yale. It is said that Cook in his
+first game at Exeter grabbed the ball and started for his own goal for a
+touchdown, and that Reed after playing the long afternoon in the game
+which Cornell won, asked the Referee which side was victorious.
+
+"I well remember that at Exeter we were planning how to celebrate our
+victory over Andover, even to the most minute detail. We knew who was to
+ring the academy and church bells of the town, and where we were to have
+the bonfire at night. We were deprived of that pleasure on account of
+the great playing and better spirit of the Andover team. A few of our
+Exeter men then and there made a silent compact that Exeter would feel a
+little better after another contest with Andover. The following three
+years we defeated Andover by large scores.
+
+"Any one who has played the game can recall some amusing situations. I
+recall the first year at Harvard when we were playing against the
+Andover team that suddenly the whole Andover School gave the Yale cheer.
+Dud Dean, who was behind me, fired up and said it was the freshest
+thing he had ever heard. At Springfield I remember one Yale-Harvard game
+started with ten men of my own school, Exeter, in the game. In another
+Yale game we were told to look ugly and defiant as we lined up to face
+Yale, but I was forced to laugh long and hard when I found myself facing
+Frankie Barbour, the little Yale quarter, who lived with me in the same
+dormitory at Exeter for three years."
+
+[Illustration: BREAKERS AHEAD
+
+Phil King in the Old Days.]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX
+
+THE NINETIES AND AFTER
+
+
+Men of to-day who never had an opportunity of seeing Foster Sanford play
+will be interested in some anecdotes of his playing days and to read in
+another chapter of this book some of his coaching experiences.
+
+"As a boy," said Sandy, "I lived in New Haven. I chalked the lines on
+the football field for the game in which Tilly Lamar made his famous run
+for Princeton. I played on the college team two years before I entered
+Yale. I learned a lot of football playing against Billy Rhodes, that
+great Yale tackle.
+
+"I'll tell you about the day I made the Yale team in my freshman year.
+Pa Corbin took me in hand. I think he wanted to see if I had lots of
+nerve. He told me to report at nine o'clock for practice. He put me
+through a hard, grueling work-out, showing me how to snap the ball; how
+to charge and body check. All this took place in a driving rain, and he
+kept me out until one o'clock, when he said:
+
+"'You can change your jersey now; that is, put on a dry one.'
+
+"I went over to the training table then to see if I couldn't get some
+dinner. Believe me, I was hungry. But every one had finished his meal
+and all I could pick up was the things that were left. Here I ran into a
+fellow named Brennen, who said:
+
+"'They're trying to do you up. This is the day they are deciding whether
+you will be center rush or not.'
+
+"I then went out to Yale Field and joined the rest of the players, and
+the stunts they put me through that afternoon I will never forget. But I
+remembered what Brennen had told me, and it made me play all the harder.
+To tell the truth, after practice, I realized that I was so sore I could
+hardly put one foot ahead of the other. To make matters worse, the
+coaches told me to run in to town, a distance of two miles, while _they_
+drove off in a bus. I didn't catch the bus until they were on Park
+Street, but I pegged along just the same and beat them in to the gate.
+Billy Rhodes and Pa Corbin took care of me and rubbed me down. It seems
+as though they rubbed every bit of skin off of me. I was like fire.
+
+"That's the day I made the Yale team.
+
+"I was twenty years old, six feet tall, and weighed about 200 pounds."
+
+When I asked Sandy who gave him the hardest game of his life, he replied
+promptly:
+
+"Wharton, of Pennsylvania. He got through me."
+
+Parke Davis' enthusiasm for football is known the country over. From
+his experience as a player, as a coach and writer, he has become an
+authority. Let us read some of his recollections.
+
+"Years ago there was a high spirited young player at Princeton serving
+his novitiate upon the scrub. One day an emergency transferred him for
+the first time in his career to the Varsity. The game was against a
+small college. This sudden promotion was possible through his fortunate
+knowledge of the varsity signals. Upon the first play a fumble occurred.
+Our hero seized the ball. A long service upon the scrub had ingrained
+him to regard the Princeton Varsity men always as opponents. In the
+excitement of the play he became confused, when lo! he leaped into
+flight toward the wrong goal. Dashing around Princeton's left end he
+reversed his field and crossed over to the right. Phil King, Princeton's
+quarterback, was so amazed at the performance that he was too spellbound
+to tackle his comrade. Down the backfield the player sped towards his
+own goal. Shep Homans, his fullback, took in the impending catastrophe
+at a glance and dashed forward, laid the halfback low with a sharp
+tackle, thereby preventing a safety. The game was unimportant, the
+Princeton's score was large, so the unfortunate player, although the
+butt of many a jest, soon survived all jokes and jibes and became in
+time a famous player."
+
+"The first Princeton-Yale game in 1873 being played under the old
+Association rules was waged with a round ball. In the first scrimmage a
+terrific report sounded across the field. When the contending players
+had been separated the poor football was found upon the field a
+flattened sheet of rubber. Two toes had struck it simultaneously or some
+one's huge chest had crushed it and the ball had exploded.
+
+"Whenever men are discussing the frantic enthusiasm of some fellows of
+the game I always recall the following episode as a standard of
+measurement. The Rules Committee met one night at the Martinique in New
+York for their annual winter session. Just as the members were going
+upstairs to convene, I had the pleasure of introducing George Foster
+Sanford to Fielding H. Yost. The introduction was made in the middle of
+the lobby directly in the way of the traffic passing in and out of the
+main door. The Rules Committee had gone into its regular session; the
+hour was eight o'clock in the evening. When they came down at midnight
+these two great football heroes were standing in the very spot where
+they were introduced four hours before and they were talking as they had
+been every minute throughout the four hours about football. Members of
+the Committee joked with the two enthusiasts and then retired. When they
+came down stairs the next morning at eight o'clock they found the two
+fanatics seated upon a bench nearby still talking football, and that
+afternoon when the Committee had finished its labors and had adjourned
+_sine die_ they left Sanford and Yost still in the lobby, still on the
+bench, hungry and sleepy and still talking football."
+
+This anecdote will be a good one for Parke Davis' friends to read, for
+how he ever stayed out of that talk-fest is a mystery--maybe he did.
+
+Now that Yost and Sanford have retired we will let Parke continue.
+
+"A few years ago everybody except Dartmouth men laughed at the football
+which, bounding along the ground at Princeton suddenly jumped over the
+cross bar and gave to Princeton a goal from the field which carried with
+it the victory. But did you ever hear that in the preceding season, in a
+game between two Southern Pennsylvania colleges, a ball went awry from a
+drop kick, striking in the chest a policeman who had strayed upon the
+field? The ball rebounded and cleanly caromed between the goal post for
+a goal from the field. Years ago Lafayette and Pennsylvania State
+College were waging a close game at Easton. Suddenly, and without being
+noticed, Morton F. Jones, Lafayette's famous center-rush in those days,
+left the field of play to change his head gear. The ball was snapped in
+play and a fleet Penn State halfback broke through Lafayette's line,
+and, armed with the ball, dodged the second barriers and threatened by a
+dashing sprint to score in the extreme corner of the field. As he
+reached the 10-yard line, to the amazement of all, Jones dashed out of
+the side line crowd upon the field between the 10-yard line and his
+goal, thereby intercepting the State halfback, tackling him so sharply
+that the latter dropped the ball. Jones picked it up and ran it back 40
+yards. There was no rule at that time which prevented the play, and so
+Penn-State ultimately was defeated. Jones not only was a hero, but his
+exploit long remained a mystery to many who endeavored to figure out how
+he could have been 25 yards ahead of the ball and between the runner and
+his own goal line."
+
+A story is told of the wonderful dodging ability of Phil King, Princeton
+'93. He was known throughout the football world as one of the shiftiest
+runners of his day. Through his efficient work, King had fairly won the
+game against Yale in '93. The next year the Yale men made up their minds
+that the only way to defeat Princeton was to take care of King, and they
+were ever on the alert to watch him whenever he got the ball. The whole
+Yale team was looking for King throughout this game.
+
+On the kick-off Phil got the ball, and all the Yale forwards began to
+shout, "Here he comes, here he comes," and then as he was cleverly
+dodging and evading the Yale players, one of the backs, who was waiting
+to tackle him low, was heard to say, "There he goes."
+
+Those of the old-timers who study the picture of the flying wedge on the
+opposite page will get a glimpse of Phil King about to set in motion
+one of the most devilishly ingenious maneuvers in the history of the
+game. With all the formidable power behind him, the old reliables of
+what the modern analytical coaches are pleased to term the farce plays.
+Balliet, Beef Wheeler, Biffy Lea, Gus Holly, Frank Morse, Doggy
+Trenchard, Douglas Ward, Knox Taylor, Harry Brown, Jerry McCauley, and
+Jim Blake; King, nevertheless, stood out in lonely eminence, ready to
+touch the ball down, await the thunder of the joining lines of
+interference and pick up the tremendous pace, either at the apex of the
+crashing V or cunningly concealed and swept along to meet the terrific
+impact with the waiting line of Blue. Great was the crash thereof, and
+it was a safe wager that King with the ball would not go unscathed.
+
+[Illustration: LOOK OUT, PRINCETON!]
+
+This kind of football brought to light the old-time indomitable courage
+of which the stalwarts of those days love to talk at every gridiron
+reunion.
+
+But for the moment let us give Yale the ball and stand the giant
+Princeton team upon defense. Let us watch George Adee get the ball from
+Phil Stillman and with his wonderful football genius develop a smashing
+play enveloped in a locked line of blue, grim with the menace of Orville
+Hickok, Jim McCrea, Anse Beard, Fred Murphy, Frank Hinkey and Jack
+Greenway.
+
+Onward these mighty Yale forwards ground their way through the
+Princeton defense, making a breach through which the mighty Butterworth,
+Bronc Armstrong and Brink Thorne might bring victory to Yale.
+
+This was truly a day when giants clashed.
+
+As you look at these pictures do the players of to-day wonder any longer
+that the heroes of the olden time are still loyal to the game of their
+first love?
+
+If you ever happen to go to China, I am sure one of the first Americans
+you will hear about would be Pop Gailey, once a king of football centers
+and now a leader in Y. M. C. A. work in China.
+
+Lafayette first brought Pop Gailey forth in '93 and '94, and he was the
+champion All-American center of the Princeton team in '96. He had a
+wonderful influence over the men on the team. He was an example well
+worth following. His manly spirit was an inspiration to those about him.
+After one of the games a newspaper said:
+
+"Old Gailey stands firm as the Eternal Calvinistic Faith, which he
+intends to preach when his football scrimmages are over."
+
+To Charlie Young, the present professor of physical instruction of the
+Cornell University gymnasium, I cannot pay tribute high enough for the
+fine football spirit and the high regard with which we held him while he
+was at the Princeton Seminary. He certainly loved to play football and
+he used to come out and play on the scrub team against the Princeton
+varsity. He was not eligible to play on the Princeton team, as he had
+played his allotted time at Cornell.
+
+The excellent practice he gave the Princeton team--yes, more than
+practice: it was oftentimes victory for him as well as the scrub. He
+made Poe and Palmer ever alert and did much to make them the stars they
+were, as Charlie's long suit was running back punts. His head work was
+always in evidence. He was a great field general; one of his most
+excellent qualities was that of punting. His was an ideal example for
+men to follow. Princeton men were the better for having played with and
+against a high type man like Charlie Young.
+
+
+AN EVENING WITH JIM RODGERS
+
+Jim Rodgers gave all there was in him to Yale athletics. Not a single
+year has passed since he played his last game of football but has seen
+him back at the Yale field, coaching and giving the benefit of his
+experience.
+
+Jim Rodgers was captain of the '97 team at New Haven, and the traditions
+that can be written about a winning captain are many. No greater
+pleasure can be afforded any man who loves to hear an old football
+player relate experiences than to listen, while Rodgers tells of his own
+playing days, and of some of the men in his experience.
+
+It was once my pleasure to spend an evening with Jim in his home;
+really a football home. Mrs. Rodgers knows much of football and as Jim
+enthusiastically and with wonderfully keen recollection tells of the old
+games, a twelve-year-old boy listens, as only a boy can to his father,
+his great hero, and as Jim puts his hand on the boy's shoulders he tells
+him the ideal of his dreams is to have him make the Yale team some day,
+and an enthusiastic daughter who sits near hopes so too. His scrap books
+and athletic pictures go to make a rare collection.
+
+Many of us would like to have seen Jim Rodgers begin his football career
+at Andover when he was sixteen years old. It was there that his 180
+pounds of bone and muscle stood for much. It was at Andover that Bill
+Odlin, that great Dartmouth man, coached so many wonderful prep. school
+stars, who later became more famous at the colleges to which they went.
+
+Rodgers went to Yale with a big rep. He had been captain of the Andover
+team. In the fall of '92 Andover beat Brown 24 to 0. Jim Rodgers was
+very conspicuous on the field, not only on account of his good playing
+and muscular appearance, but because his blond hair, which he wore very
+long as a protection, was very noticeable.
+
+From this Yale player, whose friends are legion, let us read some
+experiences and catch his spirit:
+
+"I was never a star player, but I was a reliable. In my freshman year I
+did not make the team, owing to the fact that I had bad knees and better
+candidates were available. This was the one year in Yale football,
+perhaps in all football, when the team that played the year before came
+back to college with not a man missing. Frank Hinkey had been captain
+the year before and then came through as senior captain. There was not a
+senior on Frank Hinkey's team. The first team, therefore, all came back.
+
+"Al Jerrems and Louis Hinkey were the only additions to the old team.
+
+"Perhaps the keenest disappointment that ever came to me in football was
+the fact that I could not play in that famous Yale-Harvard game my
+freshman year. However, I came so very near it that Billy Rhodes and
+Heffelfinger came around to where I was sitting on the side lines, after
+Fred Murphy had been taken out of the game. They started to limber me up
+by running me up and down the side line, but Hinkey, the captain, came
+over to the side line and yelled for Chadwick, who went into the game. I
+had worked myself up into a highly nervous condition anticipating going
+in, but now I realized my knees would not allow it. The disappointment
+that day, though, was very severe. To show you what a hold these old
+games had on me, many years after this game Hinkey and I were talking
+about this particular game, when he said to me: 'You never knew how
+close you came to getting into that Springfield game, Jim.' Then I told
+him of my experience, but he told me he had it in his mind to put me in
+at halfback, and ever since then, when I think of it, cold chills run up
+and down my spine. It absolutely scared me stiff to think how I might
+have lost that game, even though I never actually participated in it.
+
+"The Yale football management, however, on account of my work during the
+season decided to give me my Y, gold football and banner. The banner was
+a blue flag with the names of the team and the position they played and
+the score, 12 to 6. It was a case where I came so near winning it that
+they gave it to me."
+
+Jim Rodgers played three years against Garry Cochran and this great
+Princeton captain stands out in his recollections of Yale-Princeton
+games. He goes on to say:
+
+"If it had not been for Garry Cochran, I might be rated as one of the
+big tackles of the football world to-day. I used to dream of him three
+weeks before the Princeton game; how I was going to stand him off, and
+let me tell you if you got in between Doc Hillebrand and Garry Cochran
+you were a sucker. Those games were a nightmare to me. Cochran used to
+fall on my foot, box me in and hold me there, and keep me out of the
+play."
+
+Jim Rodgers is very modest in this statement. The very reason that he
+is regarded as a truly wonderful tackle is on account of the great game
+he played against Cochran. How wonderfully reliable he was football
+history well records. He was always to be depended upon.
+
+"In the fall of 1897 when I was captain of the Yale team," Rodgers
+continues, "perhaps the most spectacular Yale victory was pulled off,
+when Princeton, with the exception of perhaps two men, and virtually the
+same team that had beaten Yale the year before, came on the field and
+through overconfidence or lack of training did not show up to their best
+form. We were out for blood that day. I said to Johnny Baird, Princeton
+quarterback: 'Princeton is great to-day. We have played ten minutes and
+you haven't scored.' Johnny, with a look of determination upon his face,
+said, 'You fellows can play ten times ten minutes and you'll never
+score,' but the Princeton football hangs in the Yale trophy room.
+
+"I have always claimed that Charlie de Saulles put the Yale '97 team on
+the map. Charlie de Saulles, with his three wonderful runs, which
+averaged not less than 60 yards each, really brought about the victory.
+
+"Frank Butterworth as head coach will always have my highest regard; he
+did more than any one alive could have done to pull off an apparently
+impossible victory."
+
+"One great feature of this game was Ad Kelly's series of individual
+gains, aided by Hillebrand and Edwards, through Rodgers and Chadwick.
+Kelly took the ball for 40 consecutive yards up the field in gains of
+from one to three yards each, when fortunately for Yale, a fumble gave
+them the ball. When the fumble occurred, I happened at the time to break
+through very fast. There lay the ball on the ground, and nobody but
+myself near it. The great chance was there to pick it up and perhaps,
+even with my slow speed, gain 20 to 30 yards for Yale. No such thought,
+however, entered my head. I wanted that ball and curled up around it and
+hugged it as a tortoise would close in its shell. My recollection is now
+that I sat there for about five minutes before anybody deigned to fall
+on me. At all events, I had the ball.
+
+"Gordon Brown played as a freshman on my team. He had a football face
+that I liked. He weighed 185 pounds and was 6 feet 4 inches tall. Gordon
+went up against Bouvé in the Harvard game, and the critics stated that
+Bouvé was the best guard in the country that year. I said to Gordon,
+'Play this fellow the game of his life, and when you get him, let me
+know and I'll send some plays through you.' After about sixty minutes of
+play Gordon came to me and said, 'Jim, I've got him,' and he had him all
+right, for we were then successful in gaining through that part of the
+Harvard line. Gordon Brown was a very earnest player. He would allow
+nothing to stop him. He got his ears pretty well bruised up and they
+bothered him a great deal. In fact, he did have to lay off two or three
+days. He came to me and said, 'Do you think this injury will keep me out
+of the big game?' 'Well, I'll see if the trainer cannot make a head-gear
+for you.' 'Well, I'll tell you this, Jim,' said Gordon, 'I'll have 'em
+cut off before I'll stay out of the game.' This amused me, and I said,
+'Gordon, you have nothing of beauty to lose. You will keep your ears and
+you will play in the big games.'
+
+"Gordon Brown's team, under Malcolm McBride as head coach, was a wonder.
+This eleven, to our minds, was the best ever turned out by Yale
+University. They defeated Princeton 29 to 5, and the powerful Harvard
+team 28 to 0. Their one weakness was that they had no long punter, but,
+as they expressed it to me afterward, they had no need of one. At one
+time during the game with Harvard they took the ball on their own
+10-yard line and, instead of kicking, marched it up the field, and in a
+very few rushes scored a touchdown. Harvard men afterwards told me that
+after seeing a few minutes of the game they forgot the strain of
+Harvard's defeat in their admiration of Yale's playing. This team showed
+the highest co-ordination between the Yale coaching staff, the college,
+and the players, and they set a high-water mark for all future teams to
+aim at, which was all due to Gordon Brown's genius for organization and
+leadership."
+
+It has been my experience in talking of football stars with some of the
+old-timers that Frank Hinkey heads the list. I cannot let Frank Hinkey
+remain silent this time. He says:
+
+"I think it was in the Fall of '95 that Skim Brown, who played the
+tackle position, was captain of the scrubs team at New Haven. Brown was
+a very energetic scrub captain. He was continuously urging on his men to
+better work. As you recall, the cry, 'Tackle low and run low,' was
+continuously called after the teams in those days. Brown's particular
+pet phrase in urging his men was, 'Run low.' So that he, whenever the
+halfback received the ball, would immediately start to holler, 'Run
+low,' and would keep this up until the ball was dead. He got so in the
+habit of using this call when on the offense that one day when the
+quarterback called upon him to run with the ball from the tackle
+position even before he got the ball he started to cry, 'Run low,' while
+carrying the ball himself, and continued to cry out, 'Run low,' even
+after he had gained ground for about fifteen yards and until the ball
+was dead.
+
+"It was in the Fall of '92 when Vance McCormick was captain of the Yale
+team, and Diney O'Neal was trying for the guard position. As you know,
+the linemen are very apt to know only the signals on offense which call
+for an opening at their particular position. And even then a great many
+of them never know the signals. Now Diney was bright enough, but like
+most linemen did not know the signals. It happened one day that
+McCormick, at the quarterback position, called several plays during the
+afternoon that required O'Neal to make an opening. O'Neal invariably
+failed because he didn't know the signals. McCormick, suspecting this,
+finally gave O'Neal a good calling down. The calling down fell flat in
+its effects on O'Neal as his reply to McCormick was, 'To Hell with your
+mystic signs and symbols--give me the ball!'"
+
+"The real founder of football at Dartmouth was Bill Odlin," writes Ed
+Hall. "Odlin learned his football at Andover, and came to Dartmouth with
+the class of '90 and it was while he was in college that football really
+started. He was practically the only coach. He was a remarkable
+kicker--certainly one of the best, if not the best. In the Fall of '89
+Odlin was captain of the team and playing fullback. Harvard and Yale
+played at Springfield and on the morning of the Harvard-Yale game
+Dartmouth and Williams played on the same field. It was in this game in
+the Fall of '89 that he made his most remarkable kick in which the wind
+was a very important element. In the second half Odlin was standing
+practically on his own ten yard line. The ball was passed back to him to
+be kicked and he punted. The kick itself was a remarkable kick and
+perfect in every way, but when the wind caught it it became a wonder and
+it went along like a balloon. The wind was really blowing a gale and the
+ball landed away beyond the Williams' quarterback and the first bounce
+carried it several yards beyond their goal line. Of course any such kick
+as this would have been absolutely impossible except for the extreme
+velocity and pressure of the wind, but it was easily the longest kick I
+ever saw.
+
+"Three times during Odlin's football playing he kicked goals from the 65
+yard line and while at Andover he kicked a placed kick from a mark in
+the exact center of the field, scoring a goal."
+
+When Brown men discuss football their recollections go back to the days
+of Hopkins and Millard, of Robinson, McCarthy, Fultz, Everett Colby and
+Gammons, Fred Murphy, Frank Smith, the giant guard; that great
+spectacular player, Richardson, and other men mentioned elsewhere in
+this book.
+
+In a recent talk with that sterling fellow, Dave Fultz, he told me
+something about his football career. It was, in part, as follows:--
+
+"I played at Brown in '94, '95, '96 and '97, captaining the team in my
+last year. Gammons and I played in the backfield together. He was
+unquestionably a great runner with the ball; one of the hardest men to
+hurt, I think, I ever saw. I have often seen him get jolts, go down, and
+naturally one would think go out entirely, but when I would go up to
+him, he would jump up as though he had not felt it. I think Everett
+Colby was as good a man interfering for the runner as I have seen. He
+played quarterback and captained the Brown team in '96. I don't think
+there was ever a better quarterback than Wyllys D. Richardson, Rich, as
+we used to call him."
+
+[Illustration: BARRETT ON ONE OF HIS FAMOUS DASHES]
+
+[Illustration: EXETER-ANDOVER GAME, 1915]
+
+Dave Fultz is very modest and when he discusses his football experiences
+he sidetracks one and talks of his fellow college players. Now that I
+have pinned him down, he goes on to say:
+
+"The day before we played the Indians one year my knee hurt me so much
+that I had to go to the doctor. He put some sort of ointment on it. Two
+days before this game I could hardly move my leg; the doctor threatened
+me with water on the knee; he told me to go to bed and stay there, but I
+told him we had a game in New York and I had to go. He said, 'All right,
+if you want water on the knee.' I said, 'I've got to go if I am at all
+able.' Anyway, I went on down to New York with the team and played in
+the game. All I needed was to get warmed up good and I went along in
+great shape."
+
+Those who remember reading the accounts of that game will recall that
+Dave Fultz made some miraculous runs that day and was a team in himself.
+
+Fred Murphy, who was captain of the '98 team at Brown and played end
+rush, says:
+
+"I think Dave Fultz played under more difficulties than any man that
+ever played the game. I have seen him play with a heavy knee brace. He
+had his shoulder dislocated several times and I have seen him going into
+the game with his arm strapped down to his side, so he could just use
+his forearm. He played a number of games that way. That happened when he
+was captain. He was absolutely conscientious, fearless and a good
+leader."
+
+In 1904, Fred Murphy coached at Exeter. Fred says:
+
+"This was probably the best team that Exeter had had up to that time.
+The team was captained by Tommy Thompson, who afterwards played at
+Cornell. Eddie Hart at that time stripped at about 195 pounds. This was
+the famous team on which Donald MacKenzie MacFadyen played and later
+made the Princeton varsity. Tad Jones was quarterback the first year he
+came to school. In those days they took to football intuitively without
+much coaching. You never had to tell Tad Jones a thing more than once.
+He would think things out for himself. He showed great powers of
+leadership and good football sense. Howard Jones and Harry Vaughn played
+on this team."
+
+"Charlie McCarthy of Brown will long be remembered for his great punting
+ability," says Fred Murphy. "He had a great many pet theories. McCarthy
+is one of the best football men in the Brown list." In a letter which I
+have received from Charlie McCarthy, as a result of a wonderful victory
+over Minnesota one year, McCarthy writes:
+
+"The students of the University gave me a beautiful gold watch engraved
+on the inside--'To our Friend Mac from the students of the University of
+Wisconsin.'" This shows how highly McCarthy is held at this University.
+
+McCarthy continues, "I go out every fall and kick around with the boys
+still and I hope to do so the rest of my life if I get a chance. I think
+the greatest football player I ever saw was Frank Hinkey. Speaking of my
+own ability as a player, I haven't much to say. I was not much of a
+football player but I got by some way. I neither had the physique, nor
+the ability, but tried to do my best. I am glad to say no one ever
+called me a quitter. I am proud to say that Brown University gave me a
+beautiful silver cup at the end of my four years for the best work in
+football, although the said cup belongs by rights to ten other men on
+the team."
+
+As one visits the dressing room of the New York Giants and sees the
+attendant work upon the wonderful physique of Christy Mathewson, one
+cannot help but realize what a potent factor he must have been on
+Bucknell's team. When Christy played he was 6 feet tall and weighed 168
+pounds stripped. He prepared at Keystone Academy, playing in the line.
+In 1898, when he went to Bucknell, he was immediately put at fullback
+and played there three years.
+
+Fred Crolius says of him: "Of all the long distance punters with hard
+kicks to handle, Percy Haughton and Christy Mathewson stand out in his
+memory. Mathewson had the leg power to turn his spiral over. That is,
+instead of dropping where ordinary spirals always drop, an additional
+turn seemed to carry the ball over the head of the back who was waiting
+for the ball, often carrying some fifteen or twenty yards beyond."
+
+Football has no more ardent admirer than Christy Mathewson. It will be
+interesting to hear what he has to say of his experience in the game of
+football.
+
+"I liked to play football," says Mathewson. "I was a better football
+player than a baseball player in those days. I was considered a good
+punter. I was not much as a line bucker. The captain of the team always
+gave me a football to take with me in the summer. I occasionally had an
+opportunity to practice kicking after I was through with my baseball
+work.
+
+"At Taunton, Mass., my first summer, I ran across a fellow who was
+playing third base on the team for which I was pitching. MacAndrews was
+his name. He was a Dartmouth man. He showed me how to kick. He showed me
+how to drop a spiral. I liked to drop-kick and used to practice it
+quite a little."
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Means   Langford   Hollenback   Douglass   Gaston   Marks   Allerdice
+Miller   Manier   Schultz   Draper
+
+BILL HOLLENBACK COMING AT YOU]
+
+"I remember how tough it was for me when Bucknell played Annapolis the
+year before when the Navy team had a man who could kick such wonderful
+spirals. They were terribly hard to handle, and I was determined to
+profit by his example. So I just hung on for dear life, punting spirals
+all summer. Later I used to watch George Brooke punt a good deal when he
+was coaching."
+
+"At that time drop kickers were not so numerous. I had some recollection
+of a fellow named O'Day, who had a great reputation as a drop-kicker, as
+did Hudson of Carlisle. In 1898 we were to play Pennsylvania. Our team
+served as a preliminary game for Pennsylvania. They often beat us by
+large scores. Since then we have had teams which made a 6 to 5 score.
+But they had good teams in my time. We never scored on Penn, as I
+recall.
+
+"Our coach said one day, at the training table, 'I'll give a raincoat to
+the fellow who scores on Penn to-day.' The manager walked in and
+overheard his remark and added, 'Yes, and I'll give a pair of shoes to
+the man who makes the second score against Penn.' That put some 'pep'
+into us. Anyway, we were on Penn's 35-yard line and I kicked a field
+goal. After this we rushed the ball and got up to Penn's 40-yard line,
+and from there I scored again, thereby winning the shoes and the
+raincoat.
+
+"I went up to Columbia one day to see them practice. It was in the days
+when Foster Sanford was their coach. He saw me standing on the side
+lines; came over to where I was; looked me over once or twice and
+finally said:
+
+"'Why aren't you trying for the team? I think you'd make a football
+player if you came out.'
+
+"I said I guessed I would not be eligible.
+
+"'Why?' asked Sandy.
+
+"'Well," I said, 'because I'm a professional.' Then some fellows around
+me grinned and told Sanford who I was.
+
+"I love to think of the good old football days and some of the spirit
+that entered collegiate contests. Once in a while, in baseball, I feel
+the thrill of that spirit. It was only recently that I experienced that
+get-together spirit, where a team full of life with everybody working
+together wrought great results. That same old thrill came to me during
+one of the Giants' trips in the West in which they won seventeen
+straight victories.
+
+"There is much good fellowship in football. I played against teams whose
+cheer leaders would give you a rousing cheer as you made a good play;
+then again you would meet the fellow who, when you were down in the
+scrimmage, or after you had kicked the ball, would try to put you down
+and out.
+
+"One of the pleasantest recollections I have of playing was my
+experience against the two great academy teams, West Point and
+Annapolis.
+
+"Never shall I forget one year when Bucknell played West Point. At an
+exciting moment in the game, Bucknell players made it possible for me to
+be in a position to kick the goal from the field from a difficult angle.
+After the score had been made the West Point team stood there stupefied,
+and when the crowd got the idea that a goal had been kicked from a
+peculiar angle, they gave us a rousing cheer. Such is the proper spirit
+of American football; to see some sunshine in your opponent's play.
+
+"Cheering helps so much to build up one's enthusiasm."
+
+Al Sharpe was one of the greatest all-around athletes that ever wore the
+blue of Yale. He, too, recalls the Yale-Princeton game of 1899 at New
+Haven, but the memory comes to him as a nightmare.
+
+"When I think about the 11 to 10 game at New Haven, which Princeton
+won," said Sharpe the last time I saw him, "I remember that after I had
+kicked a goal from the field and the score was 10 to 6, Skim Brown
+rushed up to me, and nearly took me off my feet with one of his friendly
+slaps across my back. Well do I remember the joy of that great Yale
+player at this stage of the game. Later, when Poe made his kick and I
+saw that the ball was going over the bar, I remember that the thing I
+wished most was that I could have been up in the line where I might have
+had a chance to block the kick.
+
+"My recollections of making the Yale team centered chiefly around three
+facts, none of which I was allowed to forget. First, that I was not any
+good, second that I couldn't tackle, and third that I ran like an
+ice-wagon. Since then I have seen so many really good players upon my
+different squads that I must admit the truth of the above statement,
+although at the time I am frank to say I took exception to it. Such is
+the optimism of youth."
+
+Jack Munn, a former Princeton halfback, tells the following story:
+
+"My brother, Edward Munn, was the manager of the Princeton team in 1893.
+In the spring of that year there was a conference with Yale
+representatives to decide where the game was to be played the following
+fall. Berkeley Oval, Brooklyn, Manhattan Field, and the respective
+fields of the two colleges all came under discussion, and I believe that
+some of the newspapers must have taken it up. One afternoon in the
+Murray Hill Hotel, when representatives of Yale and Princeton were
+discussing the various possibilities, a bellboy knocked at the door and
+handed my brother an elaborately engraved card on which, among various
+decorations, the name of Colonel Cody was to be distinguished. Buffalo
+Bill was invited to come up, and it seems that, reading or hearing of
+the discussion about the field for the game, he came to make a formal
+offer of the use of his tent. After setting forth the desirability of
+staging the game under the auspices of his Wild West Show, he brought
+his offer to a close with his trump card.
+
+"'For, gentlemen,' said he, 'besides all the other advantages which I
+have mentioned, there is this further attraction--my tent is well and
+sufficiently lighted so that you can not only hold a matinee, but you
+can give an evening performance as well.'
+
+"And those were the days of the flying wedge and two forty-five minute
+halves with only ten minutes intermission!"
+
+
+Walter C. Booth
+
+Walter C. Booth, a former Princeton center rush, was one of the select
+coterie of Eastern football men that wended its way westward to carry
+the eastern system into institutions that had had no opportunity to
+build up the game, yet were hungry for real football. Booth's trip was a
+successful one.
+
+"In the autumn of 1900, after graduating from college, I arrived at
+Lincoln, Nebraska, in the dual rôle of law student and football coach of
+the State University," says Booth. "This was my first trip west of
+Pittsburgh and I viewed my new duties with some apprehension. All doubts
+and fears were soon put at rest by the hearty encouragement and support
+that I received and retained in my Nebraska football relations.
+
+"Most of the Faculty were behind football, and H. Benjamin Andrews, at
+that time head of the University, was a staunch supporter of the game.
+Doctor Roscoe Pound, later dean of Harvard Law School, was the father of
+Nebraska football. He had as intimate an acquaintance with the rule book
+as any official I have ever known. His advice on knotty problems was
+always valuable. James I. Wyer, afterward State Librarian of New York,
+was our first financial director, and it was largely by reason of his
+unflagging zeal that football survived.
+
+"Football spirit ran high in the Missouri Valley and there were many
+hard fought contests among the teams of Iowa, Missouri, Kansas and
+Nebraska. Those who saw these games or played in them will never forget
+them.
+
+"Many amusing things happened in that section as well as in the East.
+The Haskell Indians were a picturesque team. They represented the
+Government School at Lawrence, Kansas--an institution similar to that of
+Carlisle. In fact, many of the same players played on both teams at
+different times. We always found them a hard nut to crack, and Redwater,
+Archiquette, Hauser and other Indian stars made their names well known
+on our field.
+
+"John Outland, the noted Pennsylvania player, had charge of the Indians
+when I knew them. He was a great player and a fine type of man, who
+succeeded in imparting some of his own personality to his pupils. He
+once showed me a dark faced Indian in Lawrence who must have been at
+least six feet four inches tall and of superb physique. He was a full
+blooded Cheyenne and went by the name of Bob Tail Billy. Outland tried
+hard to break him in at guard, but as no one understood Bob Tail's
+dialect, and he understood no one else, he never learned the signals,
+and proved unavailable.
+
+"We traveled far to play in those days; west to Boulder, Colorado,
+handicapped by an altitude of 5000 feet, south to Kansas City and north
+as far as St. Paul and Minneapolis. We were generally about 500 miles
+from our base. We were not able to take many deadheads."
+
+Harry Kersburg is one of the most enthusiastic Harvard football players
+I have ever met. He played guard on Harvard in 1904, '05 and '06 and is
+often asked back to Cambridge to coach the center men. From his playing
+days let us read what he prizes in his recollections:
+
+"My college career began at Lehigh, with the idea of eventually going to
+Harvard. As a football enthusiast, I came under the observation of
+Doctor Newton, who was coaching Lehigh at that time. Doc taught me the
+first football I ever knew. In one of the games against Union College
+Doc asked me before the game whether if he put me in I would deliver the
+goods. I said I would try and do my best. He said, 'That won't do. I
+don't want any man on my team who says, "I'll try." A man has got to say
+"I'll do it." From that time on I never said, 'I'll try,' but always
+said 'I'll do it.'
+
+"I shall never forget the day I played against John DeWitt. I did not
+know much about the finer points of football then. I weighed about 165
+pounds with my football clothes on, was five feet nine inches tall and
+sixteen years old. I shall always remember seeing that great big hawk of
+a man opposite me. I did not have cold feet. I knew I had to go in and
+give the best account of myself I could. It was like going up against a
+stone wall. John DeWitt certainly could use his hands, with the result
+that I resembled paper pulp when I came out of that game. DeWitt did
+everything to me but kill me. After I got my growth, weight and
+strength, plus my experience, I always had a desire to play against
+DeWitt to see if he could the same thing again.
+
+"In a Harvard-Yale game one year I remember an incident that took place
+between Carr, Shevlin and myself," says Harry.
+
+"Tom Shevlin usually stood near the goal line when Yale received the
+kick-off. As a matter of fact he caught the ball most of the time. The
+night before the Yale game in 1905, Bill Carr and myself were discussing
+what might come up the following day. Inasmuch as we always lined up
+side by side on the kick off, we made a wager that if Harvard kicked off
+we would each be the first to tackle Shevlin.
+
+"The next day Harvard won the toss and chose to kick off, and as we had
+hoped, Shevlin caught the ball. Carr and I raced down the field, each
+intent on being the first to tackle him. I crashed into Shevlin and
+spilled him, upsetting myself at the same time. When I picked myself up
+and looked around, Carr had Shevlin pinned securely to the ground. After
+the game we told Shevlin of our wager and he said that under the
+circumstances all bets were off as both had won."
+
+Former U. S. Attorney-General William H. Lewis, who is one of the
+leading representatives of the colored race, needs no introduction to
+the football world, says Kersburg. 'Bill,' or 'Lew,' as he is familiarly
+known to all Harvard men, laid the foundation for the present system of
+line play at Cambridge. He was actively engaged in coaching until 1907
+when he was obliged to give it up due to pressure of business.
+
+"In 1905 'Hooks' Burr and I played the guard positions. 'Lew' seemed to
+center his attention on us as we always received more 'calls' after each
+game than the other linemen for doing this, that, or the other thing
+wrong. In the Brown game of this year Hooks played against a colored
+man who was exceptionally good and who, Hooks admitted afterward, 'put
+it all over' him. The Monday following this game we received our usual
+'call.' After telling me what a rotten game I had played he turned on
+Burr and remarked. 'What the devil was the matter with you on Saturday,
+Hooks? That guard on the Brown team "smeared" you.' Burr replied, 'I
+don't know what was the matter with me. I used my hands on that nigger's
+head and body all through the game but it didn't seem to do any good.'
+Several of us who were listening felt a bit embarrassed that Hooks had
+unwittingly made this remark. The tension was relieved, however, when
+Lew drawled out, 'Why the devil didn't you kick him in the shins?' A
+burst of laughter greeted this sally."
+
+Donald Grant Herring, better known to football men in and out of
+Princeton as Heff, is one of the few American players of international
+experience. After a period of splendid play for the Tigers he went to
+England with a Rhodes Scholarship. At Merton College he continued his
+athletic career, and it was not long before he became a member of one of
+the most famous Rugby fifteens ever turned out by Oxford.
+
+Heff has always said that he enjoyed the English game, but whether the
+brand he played was American or English, his opponent usually got
+little enjoyment out of a hard afternoon with this fine Princeton
+athlete.
+
+"In the late summer of 1903, I was on a train coming east from Montana,"
+Heff tells me, "after a summer spent in the Rockies. A companion
+recognized among the passengers Doc Hillebrand, who was coming East from
+his ranch to coach the Princeton team. This companion who was still a
+Lawrenceville schoolboy, had the nerve to brace Hillebrand and tell him
+in my presence that I was going to enter Princeton that fall and that I
+was a star football player. You can imagine what Doc thought, and how I
+felt. However, Doc was kind enough to tell me to report for practice and
+to recognize me when I appeared on the field several weeks later. I soon
+drifted over to the freshman field and I want to admit here what caused
+me to do so. It was nothing more nor less than the size of Jim Cooney's
+legs. Jim was a classmate of mine whom I first saw on the football field
+when he and another tackle candidate were engaged in that delicate
+pastime known to linemen as breaking through. I realized at once that,
+if Jim and I were ever put up against one another, I would stand about
+as much chance of shoving him back as I would if I tried to push a steam
+roller. So I went over to the freshman field, where Howard Henry was
+coaching at the time. He was sending ends down the field and I remember
+being thrilled, after beating a certain bunch of them, at hearing him
+say: 'You in the brown jersey, come over here in the first squad.'
+
+"DeWitt's team beat Cornell 44-0. For years there hung on the walls of
+the Osborn Club at Princeton a splendid action picture of Dana Kafer
+making one of the touchdowns in that game. It was a mass on tackle play,
+and Jim Cooney was getting his Cornell opponent out of the way for Kafer
+to go over the line. The picture gave Jim dead away. He had a firm grip
+of the Cornell man's jersey and arm. Ten years or more afterward, a
+group, including Cooney, was sitting in the Osborn Club. In a spirit of
+fun one man said, 'Jim, we know now how you got your reputation as a
+tackle. We can see it right up there on the wall.' The next day the
+picture was gone.
+
+"After I was graduated from Princeton in 1907 I went to Merton College,
+Oxford. There are twenty-two different colleges in Oxford and eighteen
+in Cambridge. Each one has its own teams and crews and plays a regular
+schedule. From the best of these college teams the university teams are
+drawn. Each college team has a captain and a secretary, who acts as
+manager. At the beginning of the college year (early October) the
+captain and secretary of each team go around among the freshmen of the
+college and try to get as many of them as possible to play their
+particular sport; mine Rugby football. After a few days the captain
+posts on the college bulletin board, which is always placed at the
+Porter's Lodge, a notice that a squash will be held on the college
+field. A squash is what we would call practice.
+
+[Illustration: "THE NEXT DAY THE PICTURE WAS GONE"
+
+Jim Cooney Making a Hole for Dana Kafer.]
+
+"Sometimes for a few days before the game an Old Blue may come down to
+Oxford and give a little coaching to the team. Here often the captain
+does all the coaching. The Cambridge match is for blood, and, while
+friendly enough, is likely to be much more savage than any other. In the
+match I played in, which Oxford won 35-3, the record score in the whole
+series, which started in 1872, we had three men severely injured. In the
+first three minutes of the game one of our star backs was carried off
+the field with a broken shoulder, while our captain was kicked in the
+head and did not come out of his daze until about seven o'clock that
+evening. He played throughout the game, however. Our secretary was off
+the field with a knee cap out of place for more than half the game. A
+game of Rugby, by the way, consists of two 45-minute halves, with a
+three minute intermission. There are no substitutes, and if a man is
+injured, his team plays one man short. We beat Cambridge that year with
+thirteen men the greater part of the game, twelve for some time against
+their full team of fifteen. Their only try (touchdown in plain American)
+was scored when we had twelve men on the field. We were champions of
+England that year, and did not lose a match through the fall season,
+though we tied one game with the great Harlequins Club of London, whom
+we afterward beat in the return game. Of the fine fellows who made up
+that great Oxford team, six are dead, five of them 'somewhere in
+France.'"
+
+Carl Flanders was a big factor in the Yale rush line. Foster Sanford
+considers him one of the greatest offensive centers that ever played. He
+was six feet three and one-fourth inches tall and weighed 202 pounds.
+
+In 1906 Flanders coached the Indian team at Carlisle. Let us see some of
+the interesting things that characterize the Indian players, through
+Flanders' experience.
+
+The nicknames with which the Indians labelled each other were mostly
+those of animals or a weapon of defense. Mount Pleasant and Libby always
+called each other Knife. Bill Gardner was crowned Chicken Legs, Charles,
+one of the halfbacks, and a regular little tiger, was called Bird Legs.
+Other names fastened to the different players were Whale Bone, Shoe
+String, Tommyhawk and Wolf.
+
+The Indians always played cleanly as long as their opponents played that
+way. Dillon, an old Sioux Indian, and one of the fastest guards I ever
+saw, was a good example of this. If anybody started rough play, Dillon
+would say:
+
+"Stop that, boys!" and the chap who was guilty always stopped. But if
+an opponent continually played dirty football, Dillon would say grimly:
+"I'll get you!" On the next play or two, you'd never know how, the rough
+player would be taken out. Dillon had "got" his man.
+
+"Wallace Denny and Bemus Pierce got up a code of signals, using an
+Indian word which designated a single play. Among the Indian words which
+designated these signals were Water-bucket, Watehnee, Coocoohee. I never
+could find out what it all meant, and following the Indian team by this
+code of signals was a task which was too much for me."
+
+Bill Horr, renowned in Colgate and Syracuse, writes: "Colgate University
+and Colgate Academy are under the same administration, and the football
+teams were practicing when I entered school. I went out for the team and
+after the second practice I was put into the scrimmage. I was greatly
+impressed with the game and continued for the afternoon practice, and
+played at tackle in the first game of the season. In four years of
+winning football I became acquainted with such wonderful athletes as
+Riley Castleman and Walter Runge of the Colgate Varsity team.
+
+"In the fall of 1905 I entered Syracuse University and played right
+tackle on the varsity team for four years and was captain of the
+victorious 1908 team. In the four years I never missed a scrimmage or a
+game.
+
+"I think that one of the hardest games I ever played in was the game
+against Princeton in 1908, when they had such stars as Siegling,
+MacFadyen, Eddie Dillon and Tibbott. The game ended in a scoreless tie
+with the ball see-sawing back and forth on the 40-yard line. I had been
+accustomed to carry the ball, and had been successful in executing a
+forward pass of fifty-five yards in the Yale game the week before,
+placing the ball on the 1-yard line, only to lose it on a fumble.
+
+"I had the reputation of being a good-natured player, and indirectly
+heard it rumored many times by coaches and football players that they
+would like to see me fighting mad on the football field. The few
+Syracuse rooters who journeyed to Easton the day we played Lafayette had
+that opportunity. Dowd was the captain of the Lafayette team. Next to me
+was Barry, a first-class football player, who stripped in the
+neighborhood of 200 pounds. Just before the beginning of the second half
+I was in a crouching position ready to start, when some one dealt me a
+stinging blow on the ear. I was dazed for the time being. I turned to
+Barry and asked him who did it. He pointed to Dowd. From that instant I
+was determined to seek revenge. I was ignorant of the true culprit until
+about a year afterward, when Anderson, who played center, and was a good
+friend of mine, told me about it. It seemed that just before we went on
+the field for the second half Buck O'Neil, who was coaching the Syracuse
+team, told Barry to hit me and make me mad."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X
+
+COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT
+
+
+College life in America is rich in traditions. Customs are handed down
+class by class and year by year until finally they acquire the force of
+law. Each college and university has a community life and a character of
+its own.
+
+The spirit of each institution abides within its walls. It cannot be
+invaded by an outsider, or ever completely understood by one who has not
+grown up in it. The atmosphere of a college community is conservative.
+It is the outcome of generations of student custom and thought, which
+have resolved themselves into distinct grooves.
+
+It requires a thorough understanding of the customs of college men,
+their antics and pranks, to appreciate the fact that the performers are
+simply boys, carrying on the traditions of those gone before.
+Gray-haired graduates who know by experience what is embodied in college
+spirit, join feelingly in the old customs of their college days, and in
+observing the new customs which have grown out of the old.
+
+These traditional customs, some of them humorous, and others deeply
+moving in their sentiment, are among the first things that impress the
+freshman. He does not comprehend the meaning of them at once, nor does
+he realize that they are the product of generations of students, but he
+soon learns that there is something more powerful in college life than
+the brick and mortar of beautiful buildings, or high passing marks in
+the classroom. When he comes to know the value and the underlying spirit
+of the traditions of his college, he treasures them among the enduring
+memories of his life.
+
+The business man who never enjoyed the advantage of going to college, is
+puzzled as he witnesses the demonstration of undergraduate life, and he
+fails to catch the meaning; he does not understand; it has played no
+part in his own experience; college customs seem absurd to him, and he
+fails to appreciate that in these traditions our American college spirit
+finds expression.
+
+As an outsider views the result of a football victory, he sees perhaps
+only the bitter look of defeat on the losers' faces, and is at a loss to
+understand the loyal spirit of thousands of graduates and undergraduates
+who stand and cheer their team after defeat. Such a sight, undoubtedly,
+impresses him; but he turns his attention to the triumphant march of the
+victorious sympathizers around the field and watches the winners being
+borne aloft by hero worshipers; while hats by the thousands are being
+tossed over the cross bar of the goal post that carried the winning
+play.
+
+The snake dance of thousands of exulting students enlivens the
+scene--the spirit of glorious victory breaks loose.
+
+After the Harvard victory in 1908, in the midst of the excitement, a
+Harvard graduate got up from his seat, climbed over the fence, put his
+derby hat and bull-dog pipe on the grass, walked solemnly out a few
+paces, turned two complete handsprings, walked back, put on his hat,
+picked up his pipe, climbed solemnly over the fence again and took his
+place in the crowd. He was very businesslike about it and didn't say a
+word. He had to get it out of his system--that was all. Nobody laughed
+at him.
+
+One sees gray-haired men stand and cheer, sing and enthuse over their
+Alma Mater's team. For the moment the rest of the world is forgotten.
+Tears come with defeat to those on the grandstand, as well as to the
+players, and likewise happy smiles and joyous greetings come when
+victory crowns the day.
+
+In the midst of a crisis in the game, men and women, old and young,
+break over the bounds of conventionality, get acquainted with their seat
+mates and share the general excitement. The thrill of victory possesses
+them and the old grads embrace each other after a winning touchdown.
+
+There may be certain streets in a college town upon which a freshman is
+never seen. It may be that a freshman has to wear a certain kind of cap;
+his trousers must not be rolled up at the bottom. And if you should see
+a freshman standing on a balcony at night, singing some foolish song,
+with a crowd of sophomores standing below, you smile as you realize that
+you are witnessing the performance of some college custom.
+
+And if you see a young man dressed in an absurd fantastic costume, going
+about the streets of a city, or a quiet college town, it may mean an
+initiation into a certain society or club, and you will note that he
+does his part with a quiet, earnest look upon his face, realizing that
+he is carrying on a tradition which has endured for years.
+
+You hear the seniors singing on the campus, while the whole college
+listens. It is their hour. At games you see the cheer leaders take their
+places in front of the grandstand, and as they bend and double
+themselves into all sorts of shapes, they bring out the cheers which go
+to make college spirit strong.
+
+If you were at Yale, on what is known as "Tap Day," you would view in
+wonderment the solemnity and seriousness of the occasion. An election to
+a senior society is Yale's highest honor. As you sit on the old Yale
+fence you realize what it means to Yale men. In the secret life of the
+campus men yearn most for this honor and the traditional gathering of
+seniors under the oak tree for receiving elections is a college custom
+that has all the binding force of a most rigid law.
+
+
+ALUMNI PARADES
+
+Then come the alumni parades at Commencement. The old timers head the
+procession; those who came first, are first in line, and so on down to
+the youngest and most recent graduate.
+
+There are many interesting things in the parade, which bring out
+specific class peculiarities. In one college you may see gray-haired men
+walking behind an immense Sacred Bird, as it is called. This Bird--the
+creation of an ingenious mind--is the size of an ostrich and has all the
+semblance of life, with many lifelike tricks and habits.
+
+Men dress in all sorts of costumes. This is a day in which each class
+has some peculiar part, and all are united in the one big thought that
+it is a cherished college custom.
+
+You may see some man with the letter of his college on his sweater,
+another may have his class numerals, another may wear a gold football.
+These are not ordinary things to be purchased at sporting goods stores;
+they are a reward of merit. The college custom has made it so, and if in
+some college town the traditions of the university are such that a man,
+as he passes the Ma Newell gateway at Cambridge raises his hat in honor
+of this great Harvard hero, it is a tradition backed up by a wonderful
+spirit of love towards one who has gone. And then on Commencement Day
+when the seniors plant their class ivy--that is a token to remain behind
+them and flourish long after they are out in the wide, wide world.
+
+College tradition makes it possible for a poor boy to get an education.
+The poor fellow may wait on the table, where sit many rich men's sons,
+but they may be all chums with him; they are on the same footing; the
+campus of one is the campus of the other, and all you can say is "It is
+just the way of things--just the way it must be." More power to the man
+who works his way through college.
+
+It may be, as fellow college man, you are now recalling some custom that
+is carried out on a college street, in a dormitory, in a fraternity
+house, perhaps, or a club; perhaps in some boarding house, where you had
+your first introduction to a college custom; maybe in the cheapest
+rooming house in town you got your first impression of a bold, bad
+sophomore. You probably could have given him a good trouncing had he
+been alone, and yet you were prepared to take smilingly the hazing
+imposed upon you.
+
+Maybe some of you fondly recall a cannon stuck in the ground behind a
+historical building where once George Washington had his headquarters.
+Around about this traditional monument cluster rich memories as you
+review the many college ceremonies enacted there.
+
+Some of you, owing allegiance to a New England Alma Mater, may recall
+with smiles and perhaps mischievous satisfaction, the chequered career
+of the sculptured Sabrina in her various appearances and disappearances
+since the day, now long gone by, when in pedestaled repose she graced
+the college flower gardens. The Sabrina tradition is one of the golden
+legacies of Amherst life.
+
+In the formation of college spirit and traditions I am not unmindful of
+the tremendous moulding power of the college president or the popular
+college professors. This is strikingly illustrated in the expression of
+an old college man, who said in this connection:
+
+"I don't remember a thing Professor ---- said, but I remember him."
+
+When the graduate of a college has sons of his own, he realizes more
+fully than at any other time the great influence of personality upon
+youth. He understands better the problems that are faced by boys, and
+the great task and responsibility of the faculty.
+
+I know that there are many football men who at different times in their
+career have not always praised the work of the college professors, but
+now that the games are over they probably look back affectionately to
+the men who made them toe the mark, and by such earnestness helped them
+through their college career.
+
+It is undoubtedly true that the head masters and teachers in our
+preparatory schools and colleges generally appreciate the importance of
+developing the whole man, mental, moral and physical.
+
+
+SCHOOLMASTER AND BOY
+
+Indeed it is a wonderful privilege to work shoulder to shoulder with the
+boys in our preparatory schools as well as in our colleges. At a recent
+dinner I heard Doctor S. J. McPherson, of the Lawrenceville School,
+place before an alumni gathering a sentiment, which I believe is the
+sentiment of every worthy schoolmaster in our land.
+
+"Schoolmasters have attractive work and they can find no end of fun in
+it. I admit that in a boarding school they should be willing to spend
+themselves, eight days in the week and twenty-five hours a day. But no
+man goes far that keeps watching the clock. There may be good reasons
+for long vacations, but I regard the summer vacation as usually a bore
+for at least half the length of it.
+
+"To be worth his salt, a schoolmaster must, of course, have
+scholarship--the more the better. But that alone will never make him a
+quickening teacher. He must be 'apt to teach,' and must lose himself in
+his task if he is to transfuse his blood into the veins of boys. Above
+all, he must be a real man and not a manikin, and he must enjoy his
+boys--love them, without being quite conscious of the love, or at least
+without harping on it.
+
+"The ideal schoolmaster needs five special and spiritual senses: common
+sense, the sense of justice, the sense of honor, the sense of youth and
+the sense of humor. These five gifts are very useful in every worthy
+occupation.
+
+"Gentlemen, none of us schoolmasters has reached the ideal; however, we
+reach after it. Nevertheless, we neither need, nor desire your pity. We
+do not feel unimportant. Personally, I would not exchange jobs with the
+richest or greatest among you. I like my own job. It really looks to me,
+bigger and finer. I should rather have the right mold and put the right
+stamp on a wholesome boy than to do any other thing. It counts more for
+the world and is more nearly immortal. It is worth any man's life."
+
+Another factor in the formation and development of college traditions
+and college spirit is the influence of the men who shape the athletic
+policy.
+
+When one of the graduates returns to direct the athletic affairs of his
+Alma Mater, or those of another college he naturally becomes a potent
+influence in the life of the students. Great is his opportunity for
+character making. The men all look up to him and the spirit of hero
+worship is present everywhere. Such athletic directors are chosen
+largely because of their success on the athletic field. And when one can
+combine athletic directorship with scholastic knowledge, the combination
+is doubly effective.
+
+By association they know the real spirit and patriotic sentiment of the
+college men. They appreciate the fact that success in athletics, like
+success in life, depends not merely upon training the head, but upon
+training the will. Huxley said that:
+
+"The true object of all education, was to develop ability to do the
+thing that ought to be done when it ought to be done, whether one felt
+like doing it or not."
+
+Prompt obedience to rules and regulations develop character and the
+athletic director becomes, therefore, one of the most important of
+college instructors. A boy may be a welcher in his classroom work, but
+when he gets out on the athletic field and meets the eye of a man who is
+bound to get the most out of every player for the sake of his own
+reputation, as well as the reputation of the school or college, that boy
+finds himself in a new school. It is the school of discipline that
+resembles more nearly than anything else the competitive struggle in the
+business life of the outside world that he is soon to enter.
+
+Another exceedingly valuable trait that athletic life develops in a
+student is the spirit of honorable victory. The player is taught to win,
+to be sure, but he is also taught that victory must never overshadow
+honor.
+
+    Who misses or who wins the prize,
+    Go lose, or conquer, as you can
+    But if you fail, or if you rise,
+    Be each, Pray God, a gentleman.
+
+This tradition and atmosphere cannot be retained in institutions merely
+by the efforts of the students. The co-operation of the alumni is
+necessary. On this account it is unfortunate that the point of view of
+too many college men regarding their Alma Mater is limited to the years
+of their own school and college days.
+
+Our universities especially are beginning to learn that this has been a
+great mistake and that the continued interest and loyalty of the alumni
+are absolutely essential to insure progress and maintain the high
+standard of an institution. There is, in other words, a real sense in
+which the college belongs to the alumni. The faculty is engaged for a
+specific purpose and their great work is made much more profitable by
+the hearty co-operation of the old and young graduates who keep in close
+touch with the happenings and the spirit of their different alma maters.
+
+One of the best assets in any seat of learning is the constructive
+criticism of the alumni. Broad minded faculties invite intelligent
+criticism from the graduate body, and they usually get it.
+
+But after all, the real power of enthusiasm behind college traditions
+abides in the student body itself. How is this college patriotism
+aroused? What are its manifestations? What is it that awakens the desire
+for victory with honor, which is the real background of the great
+football demonstration that tens of thousands of Americans witness each
+year?
+
+As I think back in this connection upon my own college experiences, the
+athletic mass meeting stands out in my memory and records the moment
+when all that was best and strongest in my fighting spirit and manhood
+came out to meet the demand of the athletic leaders. It was at that time
+that the thrill and power of college spirit took mighty possession of
+me. It might have been the inspiring words of an old college leader
+addressing us, or perhaps it was the story of some incident that brought
+out the deep significance of the coming game. Indeed I have often
+thought that the spirit of loyalty and sacrifice aroused in the breast
+of the young man in a college mass meeting springs from the same noble
+source as the highest patriotism.
+
+
+MASS MEETING ENTHUSIASM
+
+How well do I recall the mass meeting held by the undergraduates in
+Alexander Hall Thursday night before the Yale game in 1898! The team and
+substitutes sat in the front row of seats. There was singing and
+cheering that aroused every man in the room to the highest pitch of
+enthusiasm. All eyes were focused on the cheer leader as he rehearsed
+the cheers and songs for the game, and as the speakers entered behind
+him on the platform, they received a royal welcome. There was Johnny
+Poe, Alex Moffat, some of the professors, including Jack Hibben, since
+president of Princeton, in addition to the coaches.
+
+I can almost hear again their words, as they addressed the gathering.
+
+"Fellows, we are here to-night to get ready to defeat Yale on Saturday.
+You men all know how hard the coaches have worked this year to get the
+team ready for the last big game. Captain Hillebrand and his men know
+that the college is with the team to a man. We are not here to-night to
+make college spirit, but we are here to demonstrate it.
+
+"Those of you who saw last year's team go down to defeat at New Haven,
+realize that the Princeton team this year has got to square that defeat.
+Garry Cochran and the other men who graduated are not here to play. The
+burden rests on the shoulders of the men in front of me, this year's
+team, and we know what they're going to do.
+
+"It is going to take the hardest kind of work to beat Yale on our own
+grounds. We must play them off their feet the first five minutes. I
+wonder if you men who are in Princeton to-day truly realize the great
+tradition of this dear college. Thousands and thousands of young men
+have walked across the same campus you travel. The Princeton of years
+gone by, is your Princeton to-day, so let us ever hold a high regard for
+those whose places we now occupy.
+
+"Already from far off points, Princeton men are starting back to see the
+Yale game--back to their Alma Mater. They're coming back to see the old
+rooms they used to live in, and it is up to us to make their visit a
+memorable one. You can do that by beating Yale."
+
+
+George K. Edwards
+
+Many of you men have perhaps heard of the great love for Princeton shown
+in the story of the last days of Horse Edwards, Princeton '89. He will
+never return to Princeton again. He used to live in East College, long
+since torn down. Some years after he left college, he was told that he
+had but a few short months to live. He decided to live them out at
+Princeton.
+
+One Friday afternoon in the summer of 1897, Horse Edwards arrived in
+Princeton from Colorado. He was very weak from his illness. He could
+barely raise his hand to wave to the host of old friends who greeted him
+as he drove from the station to East College, where his old room had
+been arranged as in his college days for his return.
+
+There he was visited by many friends of the old days, who had come back
+for Commencement. Old memories were revived. That night he attended his
+club dinner, and the following day was wheeled out to the field to see
+the baseball game, Princeton beat Yale 16 to 8, and his cup of happiness
+was overflowing. On the following Monday Horse Edwards died. He told his
+close friends that as long as he had to go, he was happy that he had
+been granted his last wish--to die there at Princeton. And his memory is
+a treasured college tradition.
+
+
+Job E. Hedges
+
+Among the men who are always welcome at Princeton mass meetings and
+dinners, is Job E. Hedges. I remember what he said at a mass meeting at
+Princeton in 1896. He was then secretary to Mayor Strong, in New York,
+in which city the game with Yale took place that year.
+
+The scene was in the old gymnasium. Every inch of space was occupied. On
+the front seats sat the team and substitutes. Around them and in the
+small gallery were the students in mass. Before the team were prominent
+alumni, trustees and some members of the faculty. Earnest appeal had
+been made by the various speakers tending to arouse the team to a high
+point of enthusiasm and courage, and the interest of their alma mater
+and of the alumni had been earnestly pictured. Mr. Hedges was called on
+as he frequently is at Princeton gatherings and as the usual field had
+been fairly covered, his opportunities were limited, without repetition
+of what had been said. He addressed the team and substitutes in typical
+Princeton fashion and concluded, so far as a record is made of it,
+somewhat as follows:
+
+"There is a feeling in the public mind that football games breed
+dissipation and are naturally followed by unseemly conduct. We all know
+that much of the excitement following football games in New York is due
+largely not to college men but others, who take the game as an excuse
+and the time as an opportunity to indulge in more or less boisterous
+conduct, with freedom from interference usually accorded at that time. I
+wish it thoroughly understood that in no way as a Princeton man do I
+countenance dissipation, intemperance, boisterous or unseemly conduct.
+It may be a comfort for you men to know, however, that I am personally
+acquainted with every police magistrate in the City of New York. While I
+do not claim to have any influence with them, nor would I try to
+exercise it improperly, nevertheless if the team wins and any man should
+unintentionally and weakly yield to the strain consequent upon such a
+victory, I can be found that night at my residence. Any delinquent will
+have my sympathetic and best efforts in his behalf. If, however, the
+team loses, and any one goes over the line of propriety, he will have
+from me neither sympathy nor assistance and I shall be absent from the
+city."
+
+It is related that on the night following the victory, several daring
+spirits decorated themselves with cards hung from their necks bearing
+this legend, "Don't arrest me, I am a friend of Job Hedges." With these
+they marched up and down Broadway and, though laboring under somewhat
+strange conditions, were not molested. A full account of this
+expeditionary force appeared in the daily papers the next morning and it
+is related that there was a brisk conversation between Mr. Hedges and
+the mayor, when the former arrived at the City Hall, which took on, not
+an orange and black hue, but rather a lurid flame, of which Mayor Strong
+was supposed to be but was not the victim.
+
+The net result of the scene, however, was that the team won, there was a
+moderate celebration and no Princeton man was arrested.
+
+[Illustration: JOHNNY POE, FOOTBALL PLAYER AND SOLDIER]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI
+
+JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY
+
+
+Johnny Poe was a member of the Black Watch, that famous Scotch Regiment
+whose battles had followed the English flag. On the graves of the Black
+Watch heroes the sun never sets. Johnny Poe's death came on September
+25th, 1915, in the Battle of Loos. Nelson Poe has given me the following
+information regarding Johnny's death. It comes direct from Private W.
+Faulkner, a comrade who was in the charge when Johnny fell.
+
+In the morning during the attack we went out on a party carrying bombs.
+Poe and myself were in this party. We had gone about half way across an
+open field when Poe was hit in the stomach. He was then five yards in
+front of me and I saw him fall. As he fell he said, 'Never mind me. Go
+ahead with our boxes.' On our return for more bombs we found him lying
+dead. Shortly after he was buried at a place between the British and
+German lines. I have seen his grave which is about a hundred yards to
+the left of 'Lone Tree' on the left of Loos. 'Lone Tree' is the only
+landmark near. The grave is marked with his name and regiment.
+
+Just what Johnny Poe's heroic finish on the battle field meant to us
+here at home is the common knowledge of all football men and indeed of
+all sportsmen. There is ample evidence, moreover, that it attracted the
+attention of the four corners of the earth. Life in London or Paris was
+not all roses to the Americans compelled to remain there at the height
+of the war.
+
+Paul Mac Whelan, a Yale man and football writer, had occasion to be in
+London shortly after the news of Poe's death in battle was received
+there. Talking with Whelan after his return he impressed upon me the
+place that Poe had made for himself in the hearts of at least one of the
+fighting countries.
+
+"You know," said he, "that at about that time Americans were not very
+popular. There seemed to be a feeling everywhere that we should have
+been on the firing line. This feeling developed the fashion of polite
+jeering to a point that made life abroad uncomfortable until Johnny Poe
+fell fighting in the ranks of the Black Watch on the plains of Flanders.
+In the dull monotony of the casualty list his name at first slipped by
+with scant mention. It was the publication in the United States of the
+story of his fighting career which stimulated newspaper interest not
+merely in England, but throughout the British Empire. To Australia,
+Canada, New Zealand and South Africa--into the farthest corners of the
+earth--went the tale of the death of a great American fighter.
+
+"I met one man, a lawyer, on his way to do some peace work, and he told
+me that he thought Poe had no right to be in the ranks of a foreign
+army. Probably most of the pacifists would have returned the same
+verdict regardless of Poe's love for the cause of the Allies. Yet among
+the thousands of Americans in Europe in the month following Poe's death,
+there was complete unity of opinion that the old Princeton football star
+had done more for his country than all the pacifists put together.
+
+"'A toast to the memory of Poe,' said one of the group of Americans in
+the Savoy, that famous gathering place of Yankees in London. 'His death
+has made living a lot easier for his countrymen who have to be in France
+and England during the war.'"
+
+"There is not an army on the continent in which Americans have not died,
+but no death in action, not even that of Victor Chapman the famous
+American aviator in France, gave such timely proof of American valor as
+that of Poe. In London for a month after his death there was talk among
+Americans and in the university clubs about raising funds for some
+permanent memorial in London to Poe. There are many memorials to
+Englishmen in America and it would seem that there is a place and a real
+reason for erecting a memorial in London to a fighting American who gave
+his life for a cause to England."
+
+I have always treasured, in my football collection, some anecdotes
+which Johnny Poe wrote several years ago while in Nevada. In fact, from
+reading his stories, after his death, I got the inspiration that
+prompted me to write this book.
+
+"The following stories were picked up by me," says Johnny, "through the
+course of college years, and after. Some of the incidents I have
+actually witnessed, of others my brothers have told me, when we talked
+over Princeton victories and defeats with the reasons for both, and
+still others I have heard from the lips of Princeton men as they grew
+reminiscent sitting around the cozy fireplace in the Trophy room at the
+Varsity Club House, with the old footballs, the scores of many a hard
+fought Princeton victory emblazoned upon them, and the banners with the
+names of the members of the winning teams thereon inscribed looking down
+from their places on the walls and ceilings."
+
+How the undergraduates long to have their names enrolled on the
+victorious banner, knowing that they will be looked up to by future
+college generations of the sons of Old Nassau!
+
+These old banners have much the same effect upon Princeton teams as did
+the name of Horatius upon the young Romans'!
+
+    And still his name sounds strong unto the men of Rome,
+    As a trumpet blast which calls to them to charge the Volsian home;
+    And wives still pray to Juno for boys with hearts as bold
+    As his who kept the bridge so well
+    In the brave days of old.
+
+Well do they know that Mother Princeton is not chary of her praise, when
+she knows that they have planted her banner on the loftiest tower of her
+enemies' stronghold.
+
+The evenings spent in the Trophy room, the Grill Room of the Princeton
+Inn and in the hallways around a cheerful fire of the numerous Princeton
+clubs make me think of nights in the Mess room of crack British
+regiments, so graphically described by Kipling.
+
+The general public cannot understand the seriousness with which college
+athletes take the loss of an important game. There is a Princeton
+football Captain who was so broken up over a defeat by Yale that, months
+after on the cattle range of New Mexico, as he lay out at night on his
+cow-boy bed and thought himself unobserved, he fell to sobbing as if his
+heart would break.
+
+A football victory to many men is as dearly longed for as any goal of
+ambition in life. How else would they strive so fiercely, one side to
+take the ball over, the other to prevent them doing so!
+
+Very few of the public hear the exhortation and cursing as the ball
+slowly but irresistibly is rushed to the goal of the opponent.
+
+"Billy, if you do that again I'll cut your heart out!"
+
+"Yale, if you ever held, hold now!"
+
+How the calls to victory come back!
+
+As Hughes says in Tom Brown's School Days, a scrimmage in front of the
+goal posts, or the Consulship of Plancus, is no child's play.
+
+My earliest Princeton football hero was Alex Moffat '84. My brother
+Johnson was in his class and played on the same team, and would often
+talk of him to my brothers and to me. He used to give us a sort of
+
+    "Listen my children and you shall hear
+    Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, etc."
+
+Though my brother is a small man, I thought all other Princeton players
+must be 9 cubits and a half, or as a reporter once said of Symmes '92,
+center rush in Princeton team of '90 and '91, "An animated whale, broad
+as the moral law and heavy as the hand of fate." I consider Alex Moffat
+the greatest goal kicker college football has produced. One football in
+the Princeton Trophy room has on it, "Princeton 26, Harvard 7." In that
+game Moffat kicked five goals from the field, three with his right and
+two with his left foot, besides the goals from the touchdowns.
+
+A Harvard guard made the remark after the third goal, "We came here to
+play football, not to play against phenomenal kicking."
+
+Princeton men cannot help feeling that Moffat should have been allowed a
+goal against Yale in his Post-graduate year of '84, which was called
+before the full halves had been played and decided a draw, Yale being
+ahead, 6 to 4. Princeton claimed it but the Referee said he didn't see
+it, which caused Moffat to exclaim--something.
+
+An amusing story is told in connection with this decision. Quite a
+number of years after Jim Robinson who was trainer of the Princeton team
+in '84, went down to the dock to see his brother off for Europe. Looking
+up he beheld on the deck above, the man who had refereed the '84 game,
+and whom he had not seen since, "Smith," he said, "I have a brother on
+this boat, but I hope she sinks."
+
+Tilly Lamar's name is highly honored at Princeton, not only because he
+won the '85 game against Yale by a run of about 90 yards, but because he
+died trying to save a girl from drowning. Only a few months later, in
+the summer of '91, Fred Brokaw '92, was drowned at Elberon while trying
+to save two girls from the ocean. Both Lamar and Brokaw's pictures adorn
+the walls of the Varsity Club House.
+
+The first game I ever saw the Princeton Team play was with Harvard in
+'88, which the former won 18 to 6. I was in my brother's ('91) room
+about three hours and a half before the game, and Jere Black and
+Channing, the halfbacks, were there. As Channing left he remarked,
+"Something will have happened before I get back to this room again,"
+referring to the game, which doubtless made him a bit nervous.
+
+I believe he was no more nervous ten years after, when in the Rough
+Riders he waited for word to advance up that bullet swept hill before
+Santiago.
+
+'81 was the year so many Divinity students played on the Varsity: Hector
+Cowan the great tackle, Dick Hodge the strategist, Sam Hodge, Bob Speer,
+and I think Irvine; men all, who as McCready Sykes said, "Feared God and
+no one else." Hector Cowan is considered one of the best tackles that
+ever wore the Orange and Black jersey. While rough, he was never a dirty
+player.
+
+In a game with Wesleyan, his opponent cried out angrily, "Keep your
+hands for pounding on your Bible, don't be sticking them in my face."
+One day in a game against the Scrub, Cowan had passed everyone except
+the fullback and was bearing down on him like a tornado, when within a
+few feet of the fullback the latter jumped aside and said politely,
+"Pass on, sir, pass on." Cowan played on two winning teams, '85 and '89.
+
+In '89 the eligibility rules at the college were not as strict as now,
+so as Princeton needed a tackle, Walter Cash who had played on
+Pennsylvania the year before, was sent for and came all the way from
+Wyoming. He came so hurriedly that his wardrobe consisted of two
+6-shooters and a monte deck of cards, on account of which he was dubbed
+"Monte" Cash. Cash was not fond of attending lectures, and once the
+faculty had him up before them and told him what a disgrace it would be
+if he were dropped out of College. "It may be in the East, but we don't
+think much of a little thing like that out West," was his reply. Cash
+was in the Rough Riders and was wounded at San Juan.
+
+Sport Donnelly was a great end that year. Heffelfinger the great Yale
+guard who is probably the best that ever played, said of Donnelly, that
+he was the only player he had ever seen who could slug and keep his eye
+on the ball at the same time. The following story is often told of how
+Donnelly got Rhodes of Yale ruled off in '89. Rhodes had hit Channing of
+Princeton in the eye, so that Donnelly was laying for him, and when
+Rhodes came through the line, Donnelly grabbed up two handsful of
+mud--it was a very muddy field--and rubbed them in his face and
+hollered, "Mr. Umpire," so that when Rhodes, in a burst of righteous
+indignation, hit him, the Umpire saw it and promptly ruled Rhodes from
+the field.
+
+Snake Ames and House Janeway played that year, and as the latter was
+big--210 pounds stripped--and good natured, Ames thought that if he
+could only get Janeway angry he would play even better than usual, so,
+with Machiavellian craft, he said to him before the Harvard game,
+"House, the man you are going to play against to-morrow insulted your
+girl. I heard him do it, so you want to murder him." "All right," said
+House, ominously, and as Princeton won, 41 to 15, Janeway must certainly
+have helped a heap.
+
+George played center for Princeton four years, and for three years "Pa"
+Corbin and George played against each other, and, as cow-boys would say,
+"sure did chew each other's mane." I don't mean slugged.
+
+My brother Edgar '91 was a great admirer of George. In '88 Edgar was
+playing in the scrub, and George broke through and was about to make a
+tackle when the former knocked one of his arms down as it was
+outstretched to catch it. George missed the tackle but said nothing. A
+second time almost identically the same thing occurred. This time he
+remarked grimly, "Good trick that, Poe." But when the same thing
+happened a third time on the same afternoon, he exclaimed, "Poe, if you
+weren't so small, I'd hit you."
+
+In '89 Thomas '90, substitute guard, was highly indignant at the way
+some Boston newspaper described him. "The Princeton men were giants, one
+in particular was picturesque in his grotesqueness. He was 6 feet 5 and,
+when he ran, his arms and legs moved up and down like the piston rods of
+an engine."
+
+In '90 Buck Irvine '88 brought an unknown team to Princeton, Franklin
+and Marshall, which he coached, and they scored 16 points against the
+Tigers. And though the latter won, 33 to 16, still that was the largest
+score ever made against Princeton up to that time. They did it, too, by
+rushing, which was all the more to their credit.
+
+Victor Harding, Harvard, and Yup Cook, Princeton '89, had played on
+Andover and Exeter, respectively, and had trouble then, so four years
+later when they met, one on Princeton and the other on Harvard, they had
+more trouble. Both were ruled off for rough work. Cook picked Harding up
+off the ground and slammed him down and then walked off the field. In a
+few minutes Harding, after trying to trip Ames, also was ruled off. That
+was the net result of the old Andover-Exeter feud.
+
+In '91 Princeton was playing Rutgers. Those were the days of the old "V"
+trick in starting a game. When the Orange and Black guards and centers
+tore up the Rutgers' V it was found that the Captain of the latter team
+had broken his leg in the crush. He showed great nerve, for while
+sitting on the ground waiting for a stretcher, he remarked in a
+nonchalant way, "Give me a cigarette. I could die for Old Rutgers," his
+tone being "Me first and then Nathan Hale." One version quite prevalent
+around Princeton has it that a Tiger player rushed up and exclaimed,
+"Die then." This is not true as I played in that game and know whereof I
+speak.
+
+Fifteen years after that had happened, I met Phil Brett who had
+captained the Rutgers Team that day, and he told me that his life had
+been a burden to him at times, and like Job, he felt like cursing God
+and dying, because often upon coming into a café or even a hotel
+dining-room some half drunken acquaintance would yell out, "Hello, Phil,
+old man, could you die for dear Old Rutgers?"
+
+Several years ago while in the Kentucky Militia in connection with one
+of those feud cases, I was asked by a private if I were related to Edgar
+Allan Poe, "De mug what used to write poetry," and when I replied, "Yes,
+he was my grandmother's first cousin," he, evidently thinking I was too
+boastful, remarked, "Well, man, you've got a swell chance."
+
+So, knowing that the football season is near I think I have a "swell
+chance" to tell some of the old football stories handed down at
+Princeton from college generation to generation. If I have hurt any old
+Princeton players' feelings, I do humbly ask pardon and assure them that
+it is unintentional; for as the Indians would put it, my heart is warm
+toward them, and, when I die, place my hands upon my chest and put their
+hands between my hands.
+
+With apologies to Kipling in his poem when he speaks of the parting of
+the Colonial troops with the Regulars:
+
+    "There isn't much we haven't shared
+      For to make the Elis run.
+    The same old hurts, the same old breaks,
+      The same old rain and sun.
+    The same old chance which knocked us out
+      Or winked and let us through.
+    The same old joy, the same old sorrow,
+      Good-bye, good luck to you."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII
+
+ARMY AND NAVY
+
+    When the Navy meets the Army,
+      When the friend becomes the foe,
+    When the sailor and the soldier
+      Seek each other to o'erthrow;
+    When old vet'rans, gray and grizzled,
+      Elbow, struggle, push, and shove,
+    That they may cheer on to vict'ry
+      Each the service of his love;
+    When the maiden, fair and dainty,
+      Lets her dignity depart,
+    And, all breathless, does her utmost
+      For the team that's next her heart;
+    When you see these strange things happen,
+      Then we pray you to recall
+    That the Army and Navy
+      Stand firm friends beneath it all.
+
+
+There is a distinctive flavor about an Army-Navy football game which,
+irrespective of the quality of the contending elevens and of their
+relative standing among the high-class teams in any given season, rates
+these contests annually as among the "big games" of the year. Tactically
+and strategically football bears a close relation to war. That is a
+vital reason why it should be studied and applied in our two government
+schools.
+
+On the part of the public there is general appreciation of the spirit
+which these two academies have brought into the great autumn sport, a
+spirit which combines with football per se the color, the martial pomp,
+the _elan_ of the military. The merger is a happy one, because football
+in its essence is a stern, grim game, a game that calls for
+self-sacrifice, for mental alertness and for endurance; all these are
+elements, among others, which we commonly associate with the soldier's
+calling.
+
+If West Point and Annapolis players are not young men, who, after
+graduation, will go out into the world in various civil professions or
+other pursuits relating to commerce and industry, they are men, on the
+contrary, who are being trained to uphold the honor of our flag at home
+or abroad, as fate may decree--fighting men whose lives are to be
+devoted to the National weal. It would be strange, therefore, if games
+in which those thus set apart participate, were not marked by a quality
+peculiarly their own. To far-flung warships the scores are sent on the
+wings of the wireless and there is elation or depression in many a
+remote wardroom in accordance with the aspect of the news. In lonely
+army posts wherever the flag flies word of the annual struggle is
+flashed alike to colonel and the budding second lieutenant still with
+down on lip, by them passed to the top sergeant and so on to the bottom
+of the line.
+
+Every football player who has had the good fortune to visit West Point
+or Annapolis, there to engage in a gridiron contest, has had an
+experience that he will always cherish. Every team, as a rule, looks
+forward to out of town trips, but when an eleven is to play the Army or
+the Navy, not a little of the pleasure lies in anticipation.
+
+Mayhap the visitor even now is recalling the officer who met him at the
+station, and his hospitable welcome; the thrill that resulted from a
+tour, under such pleasant auspices, of the buildings and the natural
+surroundings of the two great academies. There was the historic campus,
+where so many great Army and Navy men spent their preparatory days. An
+inspiration unique in the experience of the visitor was to be found in
+the drill of the battalion as they marched past, led by the famous
+academy bands.
+
+There arose in the heart of the stranger perhaps, the thought that he
+was not giving to his country as much as these young men. Such is the
+contagion of the spirit of the two institutions. There is always the
+thrill of the military whether the cadets and midshipmen pass to the
+urge of martial music in their purely military duties, or in equally
+perfect order to the ordinary functions of life, such as the daily
+meals, which in the colleges are so informal and in the mess hall are so
+precise. Joining their orderly ranks in this big dining-room one comes
+upon a scene never to be forgotten.
+
+In the process of developing college teams, an eleven gets a real test
+at either of these academies; you get what you go after; they are out to
+beat you; their spirit is an indomitable one; your cherished idea that
+you cannot be beaten never occurs to them until the final whistle is
+blown. Your men will realize after the game that a bruised leg or a lame
+joint will recall hard tackling of a player like Mustin of the Navy, or
+Arnold of West Point, souvenirs of the dash they put into their play.
+Maybe there comes to your mind a recollection of the Navy's fast
+offense; their snappy play; the military precision with which their work
+is done. Possibly you dream of the wriggling open field running of Snake
+Izard, or the bulwark defense of Nichols; or in your West Point
+experiences you are reminded of the tussle you had in suppressing the
+brilliant Kromer, that clever little quarterback and field general, or
+the task of stopping the forging King, the Army's old captain and
+fullback.
+
+Not less vivid are the memories of the spontaneous if measured cheering
+behind these men--a whole-hearted support that was at once the
+background and the incentive to their work. The "Siren Cheer" of the
+Navy and the "Long Corps Yell" of the Army still ringing in the ears of
+the college invader were proof of the drive behind the team.
+
+I have always counted it a privilege that I was invited to coach at
+Annapolis through several football seasons. It was an unrivalled
+opportunity to catch the spirit that permeates the atmosphere of this
+great Service school and to realize how eagerly the progress of football
+is watched by the heroes of the past who are serving wherever duty
+calls.
+
+It was there that I met Superintendent Wainwright. His interest in
+Annapolis football was keen. Another officer whose friendship I made at
+the Academy was Commander Grant, who later was Rear Admiral, Commander
+of the Submarine Flotilla. His spirit was truly remarkable. The way he
+could talk to a team was an inspiration.
+
+It was during the intermission of a Navy-Carlisle game when the score
+was 11 to 6 in Carlisle's favor, that this exponent of fighting spirit
+came into the dressing-room and in a talk to the team spared nothing and
+nobody. What he said about the White man not being able to defeat the
+Indian was typical. As a result of this unique dressing-room scene when
+he commanded the Navy to win out over the Indians, his charges came
+through to victory by the score of 17-11.
+
+There is no one man at Annapolis who sticks closer to the ship and
+around whom more football traditions have grown than Paul Dashiell, a
+professor in the Academy. He bore for many years the burden of
+responsibility of Annapolis football. His earnest desire has been to
+see the Navy succeed. He has worked arduously, and whenever Navy men get
+together they speak enthusiastically of the devotion of this former
+Lehigh hero, official and rule maker. Players have come and gone; the
+call in recent years has been elsewhere, but Paul Dashiell has remained,
+and his interest in the game has been manifested by self-denial and hard
+work. Defeat has come to him with great sadness, and there are many
+games of which he still feels the sting; these come to him as nightmares
+in his recollections of Annapolis football history. Great has been his
+joy in the Navy's hour of victory.
+
+It was here at Annapolis that I learned something of the old Navy
+football heroes. Most brilliant of all, perhaps, was Worth Bagley, a
+marvelous punter and great fighter. He lost his life later in the war
+with Spain, standing to his duty under open fire on the deck of the
+_Winslow_ at Cardenas, with the utter fearlessness that was
+characteristic of him.
+
+I heard of the deeds on the football field of Mike Johnson, Trench,
+Pearson, McCormack, Cavanaugh, Reeves, McCauley, Craven, Kimball and
+Bookwalter. I have played against the great Navy guard Halligan. I saw
+developed the Navy players, Long, Chambers, Reed, Nichols and Chip
+Smith, who later was in charge of the Navy athletics. He was one of the
+best quarterbacks the Navy ever had. I saw Dug Howard grow up from
+boyhood in Annapolis and develop into a Navy star; saw him later coach
+their teams to victory; witnessed the great playing of Dougherty,
+Piersol, Grady and Bill Carpenter, who is no longer on the Navy list.
+All these players, together with Norton, Northcroft, Dague, Halsey,
+Ingram, Douglas, Jerry Land, Babe Brown and Dalton stand out among those
+who have given their best in Army and Navy games.
+
+Young Nichols, who was quarterback in 1912, was a most brilliant ground
+gainer. He resigned from the Service early in 1913, receiving a
+commission in the British Army. He was wounded, but later returned to
+duty only to be killed shortly afterward. Another splendid man.
+
+In speaking of Navy football I cannot pass over the name of W. H.
+Stayton, a man whose whole soul seemed to be permeated with Navy
+atmosphere, and who is always to be depended upon in Navy matters. The
+association that I formed later in life with McDonough Craven and other
+loyal Navy football men gave me an opportunity to learn of Annapolis
+football in their day.
+
+The list of men who have been invited to coach the Navy from year to
+year is a long one. The ideal method of development of an undergraduate
+team is by a system of coaching conducted by graduates of that
+institution. Such alumni can best preserve the traditions, correct
+blunders of other years, and carry through a continuous policy along
+lines most acceptable. Graduate coaching exclusively is nearly
+impossible for Navy teams, for the graduates, as officers, are stationed
+at far distant points, mostly on board ship. Their duties do not permit
+of interruption for two months. They cannot be spared from turret and
+bridge; from the team work so highly developed at present on shipboard.
+Furthermore, their absence from our country sometimes for years, keeps
+them out of touch with football generally, and it is impossible for them
+to keep up to date--hence the coaching from other institutions.
+
+[Illustration: NORTHCROFT KICKING THE FIELD GOAL ANTICIPATED BY THE NAVY
+AND FEARED BY THE ARMY]
+
+Lieutenant Frank B. Berrien was one of the early coaches and an able
+one. Immediately afterward Dug Howard for three years coached the team
+to victory. The Navy's football future was then turned over to Jonas
+Ingram, with the idea of working out a purely graduate system, in the
+face of such serious obstacles as have already been pointed out.
+
+One of the nightmares of my coaching experiences was the day that the
+Army beat the Navy through the combined effort of the whole Army team
+plus the individual running of Charlie Daly. This run occurred at the
+very start of the second half. Doc Hillebrand and I were talking on the
+side lines to Evarts Wrenn, the Umpire. None of us heard the whistle
+blow for the starting of the second half. Before we knew it the Army
+sympathizers were on their feet cheering and we saw Daly hitting it up
+the field, weaving through the Navy defense.
+
+Harmon Graves, who was coaching West Point that year, has since told me
+that the Army coaches had drilled the team carefully in receiving the
+ball on a kick-off--with Daly clear back under the goal posts. On the
+kick-off, the Navy did just what West Point had been trained to expect.
+Belknap kicked a long high one direct to Daly, and then and there began
+the carefully prepared advance of the Army team. Mowing down the
+oncoming Navy players, the West Point forwards made it possible for
+clever Daly to get loose and score a touchdown after a run of nearly the
+entire length of the field.
+
+This game stands out in my recollection as one of the most sensational
+on record. The Navy, like West Point, had had many victories, but the
+purpose of this book is not to record year by year the achievements of
+these two institutions, but rather catch their spirit, as one from
+without looks in upon a small portion of the busy life that is typical
+of these Service schools.
+
+Scattered over the seven seas are those who heard the reveille of
+football at Annapolis. From a few old-timers let us garner their
+experiences and the effects of football in the Service.
+
+C. L. Poor, one of the veterans of the Annapolis squad, Varsity and
+Hustlers, has something to say concerning the effect of football upon
+the relationship between officers and men.
+
+"Generally speaking," he says, "it is considered that the relationship
+is beneficial. The young officer assumes qualities of leadership and
+shows himself in a favorable light to the men, who appreciate his
+ability to show them something and do it well. The average young
+American, whether himself athletic or not, is a bit of a hero worshipper
+towards a prominent athlete, and so the young officer who has good
+football ability gets the respect and appreciation of the crew to start
+with."
+
+J. B. Patton, who played three years at Annapolis, says of the early
+days:
+
+"I entered the Academy in 1895. In those days athletics were not
+encouraged. The average number of cadets was less than 200, and the
+entrance age was from 14 to 18--really a boys' school. So when an
+occasional college team appeared, they looked like old men to us.
+
+"Match games were usually on Saturday afternoon, and all the cadets
+spent the forenoon at sail drill on board the _Wyoming_ in Chesapeake
+Bay. I can remember spending four hours racing up and down the top
+gallant yard with Stone and Hayward, loosing and furling sail, and then
+returning to a roast beef dinner, followed by two 45-minute halves of
+football.
+
+"One of our best games, as a rule, was with Johns Hopkins University.
+Paul Dashiell, then a Hopkins man, usually managed to smuggle one or
+more Poes to Annapolis with his team. We knew it, but at that time we
+did not object because we usually beat the Hopkins team.
+
+"Another interesting match was with the Deaf Mutes from Kendall College.
+It was a standing joke with us that they too frequently smuggled good
+football players who were not mutes. These kept silent during the game
+and talked with their hands, but frequently when I tackled one hard and
+fell on him, I could hear him cuss under his breath."
+
+M. M. Taylor brings us down to Navy football of the early nineties.
+
+"In my day the principal quality sought was beef. Being embryo sailors
+we had to have nautical terms for our signals, and they made our
+opponents sit up and take notice. When I played halfback I remember my
+signals were my order relating to the foremast. For instance,
+'Fore-top-gallant clew lines and hands-by-the-halyards' meant that I was
+the victim. On the conclusion of the order, if the captain could not
+launch a play made at once, he had to lengthen his signal, and sometimes
+there would be a string of jargon, intelligible only to a sailor, which
+would take the light yard men aloft, furl the sail, and probably cast
+reflections on the stowage of the bunt. Anything connected with the
+anchor was a kick. The mainmast was consecrated to the left half, and
+the mizzen to the fullback.
+
+"In one game our lack of proper uniform worked to our advantage. I was
+on the sick list and had turned my suit over to a substitute. I braved
+the doctor's disapproval and went into the game in a pair of long
+working trousers and a blue flannel shirt. The opposing team,
+Pennsylvania, hailed me as 'Little Boy Blue,' and paid no further
+attention to me, so that by good fortune I made a couple of scores. Then
+they fell upon me, and at the close all I had left was the pants."
+
+J. W. Powell, captain of the '97 team, tells of the interim between
+Army-Navy games.
+
+"Our head coach was Johnny Poe," he says, "and he and Paul Dashiell took
+charge of the squad. Some of our good men were Rus White, Bill Tardy,
+Halligan and Fisher, holding over from the year before. A. T. Graham and
+Jerry Landis in the line. A wild Irishman in the plebe class, Paddy
+Shea, earned one end position in short order, while A. H. McCarthy went
+in at the other wing. Jack Asserson, Bobby Henderson, Louis Richardson
+and I made up the backfield. In '95, Princeton had developed their
+famous ends back system which was adopted by Johnny Poe and the game we
+played that year was built around this system. Johnny was a deadly
+tackler and nearly killed half the team with his system of live tackling
+practice. This was one of the years in which there was no Army and Navy
+game and our big game was the Thanksgiving Day contest with Lafayette.
+Barclay, Bray and Rinehart made Lafayette's name a terror in the
+football world. The game resulted in an 18 to 6 victory for Lafayette.
+
+"My most vivid recollections of that game are McCarthy's plucky playing
+with his hand in a plaster cast, due to a broken bone, stopping Barclay
+and Bray repeatedly in spite of this handicap, and my own touchdown,
+after a twelve yard run, with Rinehart's 250 pounds hanging to me most
+of the way."
+
+I recall a trip that the Princeton team of 1898 made to West Point. It
+was truly an attack upon the historical old school in a fashion de luxe.
+
+Alex Van Rensselaer, an old Princeton football captain, invited Doc
+Hillebrand to have the Tiger eleven meet him that Saturday morning at
+the Pennsylvania Ferry slip in Jersey City. En route to West Point that
+morning this old Princeton leader met us with his steam yacht, _The
+May_. Boyhood enthusiasm ran high as we jumped aboard. Good fellowship
+prevailed. We lunched on board, dressed on board. Upon our arrival at
+West Point we were met by the Academy representative and were driven to
+the football field.
+
+The snappy work of the Princeton team that day brought victory, and we
+attributed our success to the Van Rensselaer transport. Returning that
+night on the boat, Doc Hillebrand and Arthur Poe bribed the captain of
+_The May_ to just miss connecting with the last train to Princeton, and
+as a worried manager sat alongside of Van Rensselaer wondering whether
+it were not possible to hurry the boat along a little faster, Van
+Rensselaer himself knew what was in Doc's mind and so helped make it
+possible for us to rest at the Murray Hill Hotel over night, and not
+allow a railroad trip to Princeton mar the luxury of the day.
+
+I have a lot of respect for the football brains of West Point. My lot
+has been very happily cast with the Navy. I have generally been on the
+opposite side of the field. I knew the strength of their team. I have
+learned much of the spirit of the academy from their cheering at Army
+and Navy games. Playing against West Point our Princeton teams have
+always realized the hard, difficult task which confronted them, and
+victory was not always the reward.
+
+Football plays a valued part in the athletic life of West Point. From
+the very first game between the Army and the Navy on the plains when the
+Middies were victorious, West Point set out in a thoroughly businesslike
+way to see that the Navy did not get the lion's share of victories.
+
+If one studies the businesslike methods of the Army Athletic Association
+and reads carefully the bulletins which are printed after each game, one
+is impressed by the attention given to details.
+
+I have always appreciated what King, '96, meant to West Point football.
+Let me quote from the publication of the _Howitzer_, in 1896, the
+estimated value of this player at that time:
+
+"King, of course, stands first. Captain for two years he brought West
+Point from second class directly into first. As fullback he outplayed
+every fullback opposed to him and stands in the judgment of all
+observers second only to Brooke of Pennsylvania. Let us read what King
+has to say of a period of West Point football not widely known.
+
+"I first played on the '92 team," he says. "We had two Navy games before
+this, but they were not much as I look back upon them. At this time we
+had for practice that period of Saturday afternoon after inspection.
+That gave us from about 3 P. M. on. We also had about fifteen
+minutes between dinner and the afternoon recitations, and such days as
+were too rainy to drill, and from 5:45 A. M., to 6:05 A. M.
+Later in the year when it grew too cold to drill, we had the
+time after about 4:15 P. M., but it became dark so early that
+we didn't get much practice. We practiced signals even by moonlight.
+
+"Visiting teams used to watch us at inspection, two o'clock. We were in
+tight full dress clothes, standing at attention for thirty to forty-five
+minutes just before the game. A fine preparation for a stiff contest. We
+had quite a character by the name of Stacy, a Maine boy. He was a
+thickset chap, husky and fast. He never knew what it was to be stopped.
+He would fight it out to the end for every inch. Early in one of the
+Yale games he broke a rib and started another, but the more it hurt, the
+harder he played. In a contest with an athletic club in the last
+non-collegiate game we ever played, the opposing right tackle was
+bothering us. In a scrimmage Stacy twisted the gentleman's nose very
+severely and then backed away, as the man followed him, calling out to
+the Umpire. Stacy held his face up and took two of the nicest punches in
+the eyes that I ever saw. Of course, the Umpire saw it, and promptly
+ruled the puncher out, just as Stacy had planned.
+
+"Just before the Spanish War Stacy became ill. Orders were issued that
+regiments should send officers to the different cities for the purpose
+of recruiting. He was at this time not fit for field service, so was
+assigned to this duty. He protested so strongly that in some way he was
+able to join his regiment in time to go to Cuba with his men. He
+participated in all the work down there; and when it was over, even he
+had to give in. He was sent to Montauk Point in very bad shape. He
+rallied for a time and obtained sick leave. He went to his old home in
+Maine, where he died. It was his old football grit that kept him going
+in Cuba until the fighting was over.
+
+"No mention of West Point's football would be complete without the name
+of Dennis Michie. He is usually referred to as the Father of Football
+at the Academy. He was captain of the first two teams we ever had. He
+played throughout the Navy game in '91 with ten boils on his back and
+neck. He was a backfield man and one of West Point's main line backers.
+He was most popular as a cadet and officer and was killed in action at
+San Juan, Cuba.
+
+"One of the longest runs when both yards and time are considered ever
+pulled off on a football field, was made by Duncan, '95, in our
+Princeton game of '93. Duncan got the ball on his 5-yard line on a
+fumble, and was well under way before he was discovered. Lott, '96,
+later a captain of Cavalry, followed Duncan to interfere from behind.
+The only Princeton man who sensed trouble was Doggy Trenchard. He set
+sail in pursuit. He soon caught up with Lott and would have caught
+Duncan, but for the latter's interference. Duncan finally scored the
+touchdown, having made the 105 yards in what would have been fast time
+for a Wefers.
+
+"We at West Point often speak of Balliet's being obliged to call on Phil
+King to back him up that day, as Ames, one of our greatest centres, was
+outplaying him, and of the rage of Phil King, because on every point,
+Nolan, '96, tackled him at once and prevented King from making those
+phenomenal runs which characterized his playing."
+
+Harmon Graves of Yale is a coach who has contributed much to West
+Point's football.
+
+"Harmon Graves is too well known now as coach to need our praise," says
+a West Pointer, "but it is not only as a successful coach, but as a
+personal friend that he lives in the heart of every member of the team
+and indeed the entire corps. There will always be a sunny spot at West
+Point for Graves."
+
+In a recent talk with Harmon Graves he showed me a beautifully engraved
+watch presented to him by the Cadet Corps of West Point, a treasure
+prized.
+
+Of the privileged days spent at West Point Graves writes, as follows:
+
+"Every civilian who has the privilege of working with the officers and
+cadets at West Point to accomplish some worthy object comes away a far
+better man than when he went there. I was fortunate enough to be asked
+by them to help in the establishment of football at the Academy and for
+many years I gave the best I had and still feel greatly their debtor.
+
+"At West Point amateur sport flourishes in its perfection, and a very
+high standard of accomplishment has been attained in football. There are
+no cross-cuts to the kind of football success West Point has worked for:
+it is all a question of merit based on competency, accuracy and fearless
+execution. Those of us who have had the privilege of assisting in the
+development of West Point football have learned much of real value from
+the officers and cadets about the game and what really counts in the
+make-up of a successful team. It is fair to say that West Point has
+contributed a great deal to football generally and has, in spite of many
+necessary time restrictions, turned out some of the best teams and
+players in the last fifteen years.
+
+"The greatest credit is due to the Army Officers Athletic Association,
+which, through its football representatives, started right and then
+pursued a sound policy which has placed football at West Point on a firm
+basis, becoming the standing and dignity of the institution.
+
+"There have been many interesting and amusing incidents in connection
+with football at West Point which help to make up the tradition of the
+game there and are many times repeated at any gathering of officers and
+cadets. I well remember when Daly, the former Harvard Captain, modestly
+took his place as a plebe candidate for the team and sat in the front
+row on the floor of the gymnasium when I explained to the squad, and
+illustrated by the use of a blackboard, what he and every one else there
+knew was the then Yale defense. There was, perhaps, the suggestion of a
+smile all around when I began by saying that from then on we were
+gathered there for West Point and to make its team a success that season
+and not for the benefit of Harvard or Yale. He told me afterwards that
+he had never understood the defense as I had explained it. He mastered
+it and believed in it, as he won and kept his place on the team and
+learned some things from West Point football,--as we all did.
+
+"The rivalry with the Navy is wholesome and intense, as it should be. My
+friend, Paul Dashiell, who fully shares that feeling, has much to do
+with the success of the Navy team, and the development of football at
+the Naval Academy. After a West Point victory at Philadelphia, he came
+to the West Point dressing room and offered his congratulations. As I
+took his hand, I noted that tears were in his eyes and that his voice
+shook. The next year the Navy won and I returned the call. I was feeling
+rather grim, but when I found him surrounded by the happy Navy team, he
+was crying again and hardly smiled when I offered my congratulation, and
+told him that it really made no difference which team won for he cried
+anyway.
+
+"The sportsmanship and friendly rivalry which the Army and Navy game
+brings out in both branches of the Service is admirable and unique and
+reaches all officers on the day of the game wherever in the world they
+are. Real preparedness is an old axiom at West Point and it has been
+applied to football. There I learned to love my country and respect the
+manhood and efficiency of the Army officers in a better way than I did
+before. I recall the seasons I have spent there with gratitude and
+affection, both for the friends I have made and for the Army spirit."
+
+Siding with the Navy has enabled me to know West Point's strength. Any
+mention of West Point's football would be incomplete without the names
+of some officers who have not only safeguarded the game at West Point,
+but have been the able representatives of the Army's football during
+their service there. Such men are, Richmond P. Davis, Palmer E. Pierce,
+and W. R. Richardson.
+
+
+THE WAY THEY HAVE IN THE ARMY
+
+If there is any one man who has permanently influenced football at West
+Point that man is H. J. Koehler, for years Master of the Sword at the
+Academy. Under his active coaching some of the Army's finest players
+were developed. In recent years he has not been a member of the coaching
+staff, but he none the less never loses touch with the team and his
+advice concerning men and methods is always eagerly sought. By virtue of
+long experience at the Academy and because of an aptitude for analysis
+of the game itself he has been invaluable in harmonizing practice and
+play with peculiar local conditions.
+
+Any time the stranger seeks to delve either into the history or the
+constructive coaching of the game at the Academy, the younger men, as
+well as the older, will always answer your questions by saying "Go ask
+Koehler." Always a hard worker and serious thinker, he is apt to give
+an almost nightly demonstration during the season of the foundation
+principles of the game.
+
+Not only West Pointers, but also Yale and Princeton men, who had to face
+the elevens under Koehler's coaching will remember Romeyn, who, had he
+been kicking in the days of Felton, Mahan and the other long distance
+artillerists, might well have held his own, in the opinion of Army men.
+Nesbitt, Waldron and Scales were among the other really brilliant
+players whom Koehler developed. He was in charge of some of the teams
+that played the hardest schedules in the history of West Point football.
+One year the cadets met Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Syracuse and
+Penn State. Surely this was a season's work calculated to develop
+remarkable men, or break them in the making. Bettison, center, King
+Boyers at guard, and Bunker at tackle and half, were among the splendid
+players who survived this trial by fire. Casad, Clark and Phillips made
+up a backfield that would have been a credit to any of the colleges.
+
+Soon, however, the Army strength was greatly to be augmented by the
+acquisition of Charles Dudley Daly, fresh from four years of football at
+Harvard. Reputations made elsewhere do not count for much at West Point.
+The coaches were glad to have Plebe Daly come out for the squad, but
+they knew and he knew quite as well as they, that there are no short
+cuts to the big "A." Now began a remarkable demonstration of football
+genius. Not only did the former Harvard Captain make the team, but his
+aid in coaching was also eagerly sought. An unusual move this, but a
+tribute to the new man.
+
+Daly was modesty itself in those days as he has been ever since, even
+when equipped with the yellow jacket and peacock feather of the head
+coach. As player and as coach and often as the two combined, Daly's
+connection with West Point football covered eight years, in the course
+of which he never played on or coached a losing team. His record against
+the Navy alone is seven victories and one tie, 146 points to 33. His
+final year's coaching was done in 1915. From West Point he was sent to
+Hawaii, whence he writes me, as follows:
+
+"There are certain episodes in the game that have always been of
+particular interest to me, such as Ely's game playing with broken ribs
+in the Harvard-Yale game of 1898; Charlie de Saulles' great playing with
+a sprained ankle in the Yale-Princeton game of the same year; the
+tackling of Bunker by Long of the Navy in the Army-Navy game of
+1902--the hardest tackle I have ever seen; and the daring quarterback
+work of Johnny Cutler in the Harvard-Dartmouth 1908 game, when he
+snatched victory from defeat in the last few minutes of play."
+
+Undoubtedly Daly's deep study of strategy and tactics as used in warfare
+had a great deal to do with his continued ascendency as a coach.
+Writing to Herbert Reed, one of the pencil and paper football men, with
+whom he had had many a long argument over the generalship of the game,
+he said in part:
+
+"Football within the limitations of the rules and sportsmanship is a war
+game. Either by force or by deception it advances through the opposition
+to the goal line, which might be considered the capital of the enemy."
+
+It was in Daly's first year that a huge Southerner, with a pleasant
+drawl, turned up in the plebe class. It was a foregone conclusion almost
+on sight that Ernest, better known to football men throughout the
+country as Pot Graves, would make the Eleven. He not only played the
+game almost flawlessly from the start, but he made so thorough a study
+of line play in general that his system, even down to the most intimate
+details of face to face coaching filed away for all time in that secret
+library of football methods at West Point, has come to be known as
+Graves' Bible.
+
+Daly, still with that ineradicable love for his own Alma Mater, lent a
+page or two from this tome to Harvard, and even the author appeared in
+person on Soldiers' Field. The manner in which Graves made personal
+demonstration of his teachings will not soon be forgotten by the Harvard
+men who had to face Pot Graves.
+
+Graves has always believed in the force mentioned in Daly's few lines
+quoted above on the subject of military methods as applied to football.
+While always declaring that the gridiron was no place for a fist fight,
+he always maintained that stalwarts should be allowed to fight it out
+with as little interference by rule as possible. As a matter of fact,
+Graves was badly injured in a game with Yale, and for a long time
+afterwards hobbled around with a troublesome knee. He knew the man who
+did it, but would never tell his name, and he contents himself with
+saying "I have no ill will--he got me first. If he hadn't I would have
+got him."
+
+A story is told of Graves' impatience with the members of a little
+luncheon party, who in the course of an argument on the new football,
+were getting away from the fundamentals. Rising and stepping over to the
+window of the Officers' Club, he said, with a sleepy smile: "Come here a
+minute, you fellows," and, pointing down to the roadway, added, "there's
+_my_ team." Looking out of the window the other members of the party saw
+a huge steam roller snorting and puffing up the hill.
+
+Among the men who played football with Graves and were indeed of his
+type, were Doe and Bunker. Like Graves, Bunker in spite of his great
+weight, was fast enough to play in the backfield in those years when
+Army elevens were relying so much upon terrific power. Those were the
+days when substitutes had very little opportunity. In the final Navy
+game of 1902 the same eleven men played for the Army from start to
+finish.
+
+In this period of Army football other first-class men were developed,
+notably Torney, a remarkable back, Thompson, a guard, and Tom Hammond,
+who was later to make a reputation as an end coach. Bunker was still
+with this aggregation, an eleven that marched fifty yards for a
+touchdown in fifteen plays against the midshipmen. The Army was among
+the early Eastern teams to test Eastern football methods against those
+of the West, the Cadets defeating a team from the University of Chicago
+on the plains.
+
+The West Pointers had only one criticism to make of their visitors, and
+it was laconically put by one of the backs, who said:
+
+"They're all-fired fast, but it's funny how they stop when you tackle
+them."
+
+In this lineup was A. C. Tipton, at center, to whom belongs the honor of
+forcing the Rules Committee to change the code in one particular in
+order to stop a maneuver which he invented while in midcareer in a big
+game. No one will ever forget how, when chasing a loose ball and
+realizing that he had no chance to pick it up, he kicked it again and
+again until it crossed the final chalk mark where he fell on it for a
+touchdown. Tipton was something of a wrestler too, as a certain
+Japanese expert in the art of Jiu-jitsu can testify and indeed did
+testify on the spot after the doctors had brought him too.
+
+There was no lowering of the standards in the succeeding years, which
+saw the development of players like Hackett, Prince, Farnsworth and
+Davis. Those years too saw the rise of such wonderful forwards as W. W.
+(Red) Erwin and that huge man from Alaska, D. D. Pullen.
+
+Coming now to more recent times, the coaching was turned over to H. M.
+Nelly, assisted by Joseph W. Beacham, fresh from chasing the little
+brown brother in the Philippines. Beacham had made a great reputation at
+Cornell, and there was evidence that he had kept up with the game at
+least in the matter of strategic possibilities, even while in the
+tangled jungle of Luzon. He brought with him even more than that--an
+uncanny ability to see through the machinery of the team and pick out
+its human qualities, upon which he never neglected to play. There have
+been few coaches closer to his men than Joe.
+
+Whenever I talk football with Joe Beacham he never forgets to mention
+Vaughn Cooper, to whom he gives a large share of the credit for the good
+work of his elevens. Cooper was of the quiet type, whose specialty was
+defense. These two made a great team.
+
+It was in this period that West Point saw the development of one of its
+greatest field generals. There was nothing impressive in the physical
+appearance of little H. L. Hyatt. A reasonably good man, ball in hand,
+his greatest value lay in his head work. As the West Point trainer said
+one day: "I've got him all bandaged up like a leg in a puttee, but from
+the neck up he's a piece of ice." The charts of games in which Hyatt ran
+the team are set before the squad each year as examples, not merely of
+perfect generalship, but of the proper time to violate that generalship
+and make it go, a distinction shared by Prichard, who followed in his
+footsteps with added touches of his own.
+
+One cannot mention Prichard's name without thinking at once of Merillat,
+who, with Prichard, formed one of the finest forward passing
+combinations the game has seen. Both at Franklin Field and at the Polo
+Grounds this pair brought woe to the Navy.
+
+These stars had able assistance in the persons of McEwan, one of the
+greatest centers the game has seen and who was chosen to lead the team
+in 1916, Weyand, Neyland and O'Hare, among the forwards, and the
+brilliant and sturdy Oliphant in the backfield, the man whose slashing
+play against the Navy in 1915 will never be forgotten. Oliphant was of a
+most unusual type. Even when he was doing the heaviest damage to the
+Navy Corps the midshipmen could not but admire his wonderful work.
+
+What the Hustlers are to Annapolis the Cullom Hall team is to West
+Point. It is made up of the leftovers from the first squad and
+substitutes. One would travel far afield in search of a team with more
+spirit and greater pep in action, whether playing in outside games, or
+as their coach would put it, "showing up" the first Eleven. Not
+infrequently a player of the highest caliber is developed in this squad
+and taken to the first eleven.
+
+The Cullom Hall squad, whose eleven generally manages to clean up some
+of the strongest school teams of the Hudson Valley, draws not a little
+of its spirit, I think, from the late Lieutenant E. M. Zell, better
+known at the Academy as "Jobey." It was a treat to see the Cullom Hall
+team marching down the field against the first Eleven with the roly-poly
+figure of Jobey in the thick of every scrimmage, coaching at the top of
+his lungs, even when bowled over by the interference of his own pupils.
+Since his time the squad has been turned over to Lieutenants Sellack and
+Crawford, who have kept alive the traditions and the playing spirit of
+this unique organization.
+
+Their reward for the bruising, hard work, with hardly a shadow of the
+hope of getting their letter, comes in seeing the great game itself.
+Like the college scrub teams the hardest rooters for the Varsity are to
+be found in their ranks.
+
+Now for the game itself. Always hard fought, always well fought, there
+is perhaps no clash of all the year that so wakes the interest of the
+general public, that vast throng which, without college affiliations,
+is nevertheless hungry for the right of allegiance somewhere, somehow.
+
+While the Service Elevens are superbly supported by the men who have
+been through the exacting mill at West Point and Annapolis--their
+sweethearts and wives, not to mention sisters, cousins, uncles and
+aunts--they are urged on to battle by that great impartial public which
+believes that in a sense these two teams belong to it. It is not
+uncommon to find men who have had no connection with either academy in
+hot argument as to the relative merits of the teams.
+
+Once in the stands some apparently trifling thing begets a partisanship
+that this class of spectator is wont to wonder at after it is all over.
+
+Whether in Philadelphia in the earlier history of these contests on
+neutral ground, or in New York, Army and Navy Day has become by tacit
+consent the nearest thing to a real gridiron holiday. For the civilian
+who has been starved for thrilling action and the chance to cheer
+through the autumn days, the jam at the hotels used as headquarters by
+the followers of the two elevens satisfies a yearning that he has
+hitherto been unable to define. There too, is found a host of old-time
+college football men and coaches who hold reunion and sometimes even
+bury hatchets. Making his way through the crowds and jogging elbows with
+the heroes of a sport that he understands only as organized combat he
+becomes obsessed with the spirit of the two fighting institutions.
+
+Once in possession of the coveted ticket he hies himself to the field as
+early as possible, if he is wise, in order to enjoy the preliminaries
+which are unlike those at any other game. Soon his heart beats faster,
+attuned to the sound of tramping feet without the gates. The measured
+cadence swells, draws nearer, and the thousands rise as one, when first
+the long gray column and then the solid ranks of blue swing out upon the
+field. The precision of the thing, the realization that order and system
+can go so far as to hold in check to the last moment the enthusiasms of
+these youngsters thrills him to the core. Then suddenly gray ranks and
+blue alike break for the stands, there to cut loose such a volume of now
+orderly, now merely frenzied noise as never before smote his ears.
+
+It is inspiration and it is novelty. The time, the place and the men
+that wake the loyalty dormant in every man which, sad to say, so seldom
+has a chance of expression.
+
+Around the field are ranged diplomat, dignitary of whatsoever rank, both
+native and foreign. In common with those who came to see, as well as to
+be seen--and who does not boast of having been to the Army-Navy
+game--they rise uncovered as the only official non-partisan of football
+history enters the gates--the President of the United States. Throughout
+one half of the game he lends his support to one Academy and in the
+intermission makes triumphal progress across the field, welcomed on his
+arrival by a din of shouting surpassing all previous effort, there to
+support their side.
+
+[Illustration: CADETS AND MIDDIES ENTERING THE FIELD]
+
+It is perhaps one of those blessed hours in the life of a man upon whom
+the white light so pitilessly beats, when he can indulge in the popular
+sport, to him so long denied, of being merely human.
+
+Men, methods, moods pass on. The years roll by, taking toll of every one
+of us from highest to lowest. Yet, whether we are absorbed in the game
+of games, or whether we look upon it as so many needs must merely as a
+spectacle, the Army-Navy game will remain a milestone never to be
+uprooted. I have spoken elsewhere and at length of football traditions.
+The Army-Navy game is not merely a football tradition but an American
+institution. It is for all the people every time.
+
+May this great game go on forever, serene in its power to bring out the
+best that is in us, and when the Great Bugler sounds the silver-sweet
+call of taps for all too many, there will still be those who in their
+turn will answer the call of reveille to carry on the traditions of the
+great day that was ours.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII
+
+HARD LUCK IN THE GAME
+
+
+It is as true in football, as it is in life, that we have no use for a
+quitter. The man who shirks in time of need--indeed there is no part in
+this chapter or in this book for such a man. Football was never made for
+him. He is soon discovered and relegated to the side line. He is hounded
+throughout his college career, and afterwards he is known as a man who
+was yellow. As Garry Cochran used to say:
+
+"If I find any man on my football squad showing a white feather, I'll
+have him hounded out of college."
+
+Football is a game for the man who has nerve, and when put to the test,
+under severe handicap, proves his sterling worth.
+
+A man has to be game in spirit. A man has to give every inch there is in
+him. Optimism should surround him. There is much to be gained by hearty
+co-operation of spirit. There is much in the thought that you believe
+your team is going to win; that the opposing team cannot beat you; that
+if your opponent wins, it is going to be over your dead body. This sort
+of spirit is contagious, and generally passes from one to the other,
+until you have a wonderful team spirit, and eleven men are found
+fighting like demons for victory. Such a spirit generally means a
+victory, and so gets its reward. There must be no dissenting spirit. If
+there is such a spirit discernible, it should be weeded out immediately.
+
+Some years ago the Princeton players were going to the field house to
+dress for the Harvard game. The captain and two of the players were
+walking ahead of the rest of the members of the team. The game was under
+discussion, when the captain overheard one of the players behind him
+remark:
+
+"I believe Harvard will win to-day."
+
+Shocked by this remark, the captain, who was one of those thoroughbreds
+who never saw anything but victory ahead, full of hope and confidence in
+his team, turned and discovered that the remark came from one of his
+regular players. Addressing him, he said:
+
+"Well! If you feel that way about it, you need not even put on your
+suit. I have a substitute, who is game to the core. He will take your
+place."
+
+It is true that teams have been ruined where the men lack the great
+quality of optimism in football. When a man gets in a tight place, when
+the odds are all against him, there comes to him an amazing superhuman
+strength, which enables him to work out wonders. At such a time men have
+been known to do what seemed almost impossible.
+
+I recall being out in the country in my younger days and seeing a man,
+who had become irrational, near the roadside, where some heavy logs were
+piled. This man, who ordinarily was only a man of medium strength, was
+picking up one end of a log and tossing it around--a log, which,
+ordinarily, would have taken three men to lift. In the bewildering and
+exciting problems of football, there are instances similar to this,
+where a small man on one team, lined up against a giant in the opposing
+rush line, and game though handicapped in weight there comes to him at
+such a time a certain added strength, by which he was able to handle
+successfully the duty which presented itself to him.
+
+I have found it to be the rule rather than the exception, that the big
+man in football did not give me the most trouble; it was the man much
+smaller than myself. Other big linemen have found it to be true. Many a
+small man has made a big man look ridiculous.
+
+Bill Caldwell, who used to weigh over 200 pounds when he played guard on
+the Cornell team some years ago, has this to say:
+
+"I want to pay a tribute to a young man who gave me my worst seventy
+minutes on the football field. His name was Payne. He played left guard
+for Lehigh. He weighed about 145 pounds; was of slight build and seemed
+to have a sort of sickly pallor. I have never seen him since, but I take
+this occasion to say this was the greatest little guard I ever met. At
+least he was great that day. Payne had been playing back of the line
+during part of the season, but was put in at guard against me. I had a
+hunch that he was going to bite me in the ankle, when he lined up the
+first time, for he bristled up and tore into me like a wild cat. I have
+met a goodish few guards in my day, and was accustomed to almost any
+form of warfare, but this Payne went around me, like a cooper around a
+barrel, and broke through the line and downed the runners in their
+tracks. On plunges straight at him, he went to the mat and grabbed every
+leg in sight and hung on for dear life. He darted through between my
+legs; would vault over me; what he did to me was a shame. He was not
+rough, but was just the opposite. I never laid a hand on him all the
+afternoon. He would make a world beater in the game as it is played
+to-day."
+
+Whenever Brown University men get together and speak of their wonderful
+quarterbacks, the names of Sprackling and Crowther are always mentioned.
+Both of these men were All-American quarterbacks. Crowther filled the
+position after Sprackling graduated. He weighed only 134 pounds, but he
+gave everything he had in him--game, though handicapped in weight. In
+the Harvard game of that year, about the middle of the second half,
+Haughton sent word over to Robinson, the Brown coach, that he ought to
+take the little fellow out; that he was too small to play football, and
+was in danger of being seriously injured. Crowther, however, was like an
+India-rubber ball and not once during the season had he received any
+sort of injury. Robby told Crowther what Haughton had suggested, and
+smiling, the latter said:
+
+"Tell him not to worry about me; better look out for himself."
+
+On the next play Crowther took the ball and went around Harvard's end
+for forty yards, scoring a touchdown. After he had kicked the goal, the
+little fellow came over to the side line, and said to Robby:
+
+"Send word over to Haughton and ask him how he likes that. Ask him if he
+thinks I'm all in? Perhaps he would like to have me quit now."
+
+In the Yale game that year Crowther was tackled by Pendleton, one of the
+big Yale guards. It so happened that Pendleton was injured several times
+when he tackled Crowther and time had to be taken out. Finally the big
+fellow was obliged to quit, and as he was led off the field, Crowther
+hurried over to him, reaching up, placed his hands on his shoulder and
+said:
+
+"Sorry, old man! I didn't mean to hurt you." Pendleton, who weighed well
+over 200 pounds, looked down upon the little fellow, but said never a
+word.
+
+It is most unpleasant to play in a game where a man is injured. Yet
+still more distressing when you realize that you yourself injured
+another player, especially one of your own team mates.
+
+In the Brown game of 1898, at Providence, Bosey Reiter, Princeton's star
+halfback, made a flying tackle of a Brown runner. The latter was
+struggling hard, trying his best to get away from Reiter. At this moment
+I was coming along and threw myself upon the Brown man to prevent his
+advancing further. In the mixup my weight struck Bosey and fractured his
+collar-bone. It was a severe loss to the team, and only one who has had
+a similar experience can appreciate my feelings, as well as the team's,
+on the journey back to Princeton.
+
+We were to play Yale the following Saturday at Princeton. I knew
+Reiter's injury was so serious that he could not possibly play in that
+game.
+
+The following Saturday, as that great football warrior lay in his bed at
+the infirmary, the whistle blew for the start of the Yale game. We all
+realized Reiter was not there: not even on the side lines, and Arthur
+Poe said, at the start of the game:
+
+"Play for Bosey Reiter. He can't play for himself to-day."
+
+This spurred us on to better team work and to victory. The attendants at
+the hospital told us later that they never had had such a lively
+patient. He kept things stirring from start to finish of the gridiron
+battle. As the reports of the game were brought to him, he joined in
+the thrill of the play.
+
+"My injury proved a blessing," says Reiter, "as it gave me an extra
+year, for in those days a year did not count in football, unless you
+played against Yale, and when I made the touchdown against Yale the
+following season, it was a happy moment for me."
+
+All is not clear sailing in football. The breaks must come some time.
+They may come singly or in a bunch, but whenever they do come, it takes
+courage to buck the hard luck in the game. Just when things get nicely
+under way one of the star players is injured, which means the systematic
+team work is handicapped. It is not the team, as a whole that I am
+thinking of, but the pangs of sorrow which go down deep into a fellow's
+soul, when he finds that he is injured; that he is in the hands of the
+doctor. It is then he realizes that he is only a spoke in the big wheel;
+that the spirit of the game puts another man in his place. The game goes
+on. Nature is left to do her best for him.
+
+Let us for a while consider the player who does not realize, until after
+the game is over, that he is hurt. It is after the contest, when the
+excitement has ceased, when reaction sets in, that a doctor and trainer
+can take stock of the number and extent of casualties.
+
+When such injured men are discovered, at a time like that, we wonder how
+they ever played the game out. In fact the man never knew he was
+injured until the game was over. No more loyal supporter of football
+follows the big games than Reggi Wentworth, Williams, '91.
+
+He is most loyal to Bill Hotchkiss, Williams '91.
+
+"At Williamstown, one year," Wentworth says, "Hotchkiss, who was a
+wonderful all round guard, probably as great a football player as ever
+lived (at least I think so) played with the Williams team on a field
+covered with mud and snow three inches deep. The game was an unusually
+severe one, and Hotchkiss did yeoman's work that day.
+
+"As we ran off the field, after the game, I happened to stop, turned,
+and discovered Hotchkiss standing on the side of the field, with his
+feet planted well apart, like an old bull at bay. I went back where he
+was and said:
+
+"'Come on, Bill, what's the matter?'
+
+"'I don't know,' said he. 'There's something the matter with my ankles.
+I don't think I can walk.'
+
+"He took one step and collapsed. I got a boy's sled, which was on the
+field, laid Hotchkiss on it and took him to his room, only to find that
+both ankles were sprained. He did not leave his room for two weeks and
+walked with crutches for two weeks more. It seemed almost unbelievable
+that a man handicapped as he was could play the game through. Splints
+and ankle braces were unknown in those days. He went on the field with
+two perfectly good ankles. How did he do it?"
+
+Charles H. Huggins, of Brown University, better known perhaps, simply as
+"Huggins of Brown," recalls a curious case in a game on Andrews Field:
+
+"Stewart Jarvis, one of the Brown ends, made a flying tackle. As he did
+so, he felt something snap in one of his legs. We carried him off to the
+field house, making a hasty investigation. We found nothing more
+apparent than a bruise. I bundled him off to college in a cab; gave him
+a pair of crutches; told him not to go out until our doctor could
+examine the injury at six o'clock that evening. When the doctor arrived
+at his room, Jarvis was not there. He had gone to the training table for
+dinner. The doctor hurried to the Union dining-room, only to find that
+Jarvis had discarded the crutches and with some of the boys had gone out
+to Rhodes, then, as now, a popular resort for the students. Later, we
+learned that he danced several times. The next morning an X-ray clearly
+showed a complete fracture of the tibia.
+
+"How it was possible for a man, with a broken leg, to walk around and
+dance, as he did, is more than I can fathom."
+
+What is there in a man's make-up that leads him to conceal from the
+trainer an injury that he receives in a game; that makes him stay in the
+field of play? Why is it that he disregards himself, and goes on in the
+game, suffering physical as well as mental tortures, plucky though
+handicapped? The playing of such men is extended far beyond the point of
+their usefulness. Yes, even into the danger zone. Such men give
+everything they have in them while it lasts. It is not intelligent
+football, however, and what might be called bravery is foolishness after
+all. It is an unwritten law in football that a fresh substitute is far
+superior to a crippled star. The keen desire to remain in the game is so
+firmly fixed in his mind that he is willing to sacrifice himself, and at
+the same time by concealing his injury from the trainer and coaches he,
+unconsciously, is sacrificing his team; his power is gone.
+
+One of the greatest exhibitions of grit ever seen in a football game was
+given by Harry Watson of Williams in a game at Newton Center between
+Williams and Dartmouth. He was knocked out about eight times but
+absolutely refused to leave the field.
+
+Another was furnished by W. H. Lewis, the Amherst captain and center
+rush, against Williams in his last game at Amherst--the score was 0-0 on
+a wet field. Williams was a big favorite but Lewis played a wonderful
+game, and was all over the field on the defense. When the game was over
+he was carried off, but refused to leave the field until the final
+whistle.
+
+One of the most thrilling stories of a man who was game, though
+handicapped, is told by Morris Ely, quarterback for Yale, 1898.
+
+"My most vivid recollection of the Harvard-Yale game of 1898 is that
+Harvard won by the largest score Yale had ever been beaten by up to that
+time, 17 to 0. Next, that the game seemed unusually long. I believe I
+proved a good exponent of the theory of being in good condition. I
+started the game at 135 pounds, in the best physical condition I have
+ever enjoyed, and while I managed to accumulate two broken ribs, a
+broken collar-bone and a sprained shoulder, I was discharged by the
+doctor in less than three weeks as good as ever.
+
+"I received the broken ribs in the first half when Percy Jaffrey fell on
+me with a proper intention of having me drop a fumbled ball behind our
+goal line, which would have given Harvard an additional touchdown
+instead of a touchback. I did not know just what had gone wrong but
+tried to help it out by putting a shin guard under my jersey over the
+ribs during the intermission. No one knew I was hurt.
+
+"In the second half I tried to stop one of Ben Dibblee's runs on a punt
+and got a broken collar-bone, but not Dibblee. About the end of the game
+we managed to work a successful double pass and I carried the ball to
+Harvard's ten-yard line when Charlie Daly, who was playing back on
+defense, stopped any chance we had of scoring by a hard tackle. There
+was no getting away from him that day, and as I had to carry the ball
+in the wrong arm with no free arm to use to ward him off, I presume, I
+got off pretty well with only a sprained shoulder. The next play ended
+the game, when Stub Chamberlin tried a quick place goal from the field
+and, on a poor pass and on my poor handling of the ball, hit the goal
+post and the ball bounded back. I admit that just about that time the
+whistle sounded pretty good as apparently the entire Harvard team landed
+on us in their attempt to block a kick."
+
+Val Flood, once a trainer at Princeton, recalls a game at New Haven,
+when Princeton was playing Yale:
+
+"Frank Bergen was quarterback," he says. "I saw he was not going right,
+and surprised the coaches by asking them to make a change. They asked me
+to wait. In a few minutes I went to them again, with the same result. I
+came back a third time, and insisted that he be taken out. A substitute
+was put in. I will never forget Bergen's face when he burst into tears
+and asked me who was responsible for his being taken out. I told him I
+was. It almost broke his heart, for he had always regarded me as a
+friend. I knew how much he wanted to play the game out. He lived in New
+Haven. When the doctor examined him, it was found that he had three
+broken ribs. There was great danger of one of them piercing his lungs
+had he continued in the game. Of course, there are lots of boys that
+are willing to do such things for their Alma Mater, but the gamest of
+all is the man who, with a broken neck to start with, went out and put
+in four years of college football. I refer to Eddie Hart, who was not
+only the gamest, but one of the strongest, quickest, cleanest men that
+ever played the game, and any one who knows Eddie Hart and those who
+have seen him play, know that he never saved himself but played the game
+for all it was worth. He was the life and spirit of every team he ever
+played on at Exeter or Princeton."
+
+Ed Wylie, an enthusiastic Hill School Alumnus, football player at Hill
+and Yale, tells the following anecdote:
+
+"The nerviest thing I ever saw in a football game was in the
+Hill-Hotchkiss 0 to 0 game in 1904. At the start of the second half,
+Arthur Cable, who was Hill's quarterback, broke his collar-bone. He
+concealed the fact and until the end of the game, no one knew how badly
+he was hurt. He was in every play, and never had time called but once.
+He caught a couple of punts with his one good arm and every other punt
+he attempted to catch and muffed he saved the ball from the other side
+by falling on it. In the same game, a peculiar thing happened to me. I
+tackled Ted Coy about fifteen minutes before the end of the game, and
+until I awoke hours later, lying in a drawing-room car, pulling into
+the Grand Central Station, my mind was a blank. Yet I am told the last
+fifteen minutes of the game I played well, especially when our line was
+going to pieces. I made several gains on the offensive, never missed a
+signal and punted two or three times when close to our goal line."
+
+No less noteworthy is the spirit of a University of Pennsylvania player,
+who was handicapped during his gridiron career with Penn' by many severe
+injuries. This man had worked as hard as any one possibly could to make
+the varsity for three years. His last year was no different from
+previous seasons; injuries always worked against him. In his final year
+he had broken his leg early in the season. A short time before the
+Cornell game he appeared upon the field in football togs, full of spirit
+and determined to get in the game if they needed him. This was his last
+chance to play on the Penn' team.
+
+I was an official in that game. Near its close I saw him warming up on
+the side line. His knee was done up in a plaster cast. He could do
+nothing better than hobble along the side lines, but in the closing
+moments when Penn' had the game well in hand, a mighty shout went up
+from the side lines, as that gallant fellow, who had been handicapped
+all during his football career, rushed out upon the field to take his
+place as the defensive halfback. Cornell had the ball, and they were
+making a tremendous effort to score. The Cornell captain, not knowing
+of this man's physical condition, sent a play in his direction. The
+interference of the big red team crashed successfully around the Penn'
+end and there was left only this plucky, though handicapped player,
+between the Cornell runner and a touchdown.
+
+Putting aside all personal thought, he rushed in and made a wonderful
+tackle. Then this hero was carried off the field, and with him the
+tradition of one who was willing to sacrifice himself for the sport he
+loved.
+
+Andy Smith, a former University of Pennsylvania player, was a man who
+was game through and through. He seemed to play better in a severe game,
+when the odds were against him. Smith had formerly been at Pennsylvania
+State College. In a game between Penn' State and Dartmouth, Fred
+Crolius, of Dartmouth, says of Smith:
+
+"Andy Smith was one of the gamest men I ever played against. This big,
+determined, husky offensive fullback and defensive end, when he wasn't
+butting his head into our impregnable line, was smashing an interference
+that nearly killed him in every other play. Battered and bruised he kept
+coming on, and to every one's surprise he lasted the entire game. Years
+afterward he showed me the scars on his head, where the wounds had
+healed, with the naïve remark: 'Some team you fellows had that year,
+Fred.' Some team was right. And we all remember Andy and his own
+individual greatness."
+
+There is no finer, unselfish spirit brought out in football, than that
+evidenced in the following story, told by Shep Homans, an old time
+Princeton fullback:
+
+"A young fellow named Hodge, who was quarterback on the Princeton scrub,
+was making a terrific effort to play the best he could on the last day
+of practice before the Yale game. He had hoped even at the last hour
+that the opportunity might be afforded him to be a substitute quarter in
+the game. However, his leg was broken in a scrimmage. As he lay on the
+ground in great pain, realizing what had happened and forgetting
+himself, he looked up and said:
+
+"'I'm mighty glad it is not one of the regulars who is hurt, so that our
+chance against Yale will not be affected.'"
+
+Crolius, one of the hardest men to stop that Dartmouth ever had, tells
+of Arthur Poe's gameness, when they played together on the Homestead
+Athletic Club team, after they left college. "Arthur Poe was about as
+game a man as the football world ever saw. He was handicapped in his
+playing by a knee which would easily slip out of place. We men who
+played with him on the Homestead team were often stopped after Arthur
+had made a magnificent tackle and had broken up heavy interference, with
+this quiet request:
+
+"'Pull my bum knee back into place.'
+
+"After this was done, he would jump up and no one would ever know that
+it had been out. This man, who perhaps was the smallest man playing at
+that time, was absolutely unprotected. His suit consisted of a pair of
+shoes, stockings, unpadded pants, jersey and one elastic knee bandage."
+
+Mike Donohue, a Yale man who had been coach at Auburn for many years,
+vouches for the following story:
+
+When Mike went to Auburn and for several years thereafter he had no one
+to assist him, except a few of the old players, who would drop in for a
+day or so during the latter part of the season. One afternoon Mike
+happened to glance down at the lower end of the field where a squad of
+grass-cutters (the name given to the fourth and fifth teams) were
+booting the ball around, when he noticed a pretty good sized boy who was
+swinging his foot into the ball with a good stiff leg and was kicking
+high and getting fine distance. Mike made a mental note of this fact and
+decided to investigate later, as a good punter was very hard to find.
+
+Later in the afternoon he again looked towards the lower end of the
+field and saw that the grass-cutters were lining up for a scrimmage
+among themselves, using that part of the field, which was behind the
+goal post, so he dismissed the squad with which he had been working and
+went down to see what the boy he had noticed early in the afternoon
+really looked like. When he arrived he soon found the boy he was looking
+for. He was playing left end and Mike immediately noticed that he had
+his right leg extended perfectly straight behind him. Stopping the play,
+Mike went over to the fellow and slapping him on the back said:
+
+"Don't keep that right leg stiff behind you like that. Pull it up under
+you. Bend it at the knee so you can get a good start."
+
+With a sad expression on his face, and tears almost in his eyes, the boy
+turned to Mike and said:
+
+"Coach, that damn thing won't bend. It's wood."
+
+Vonalbalde Gammon, one of the few players who met his death in an
+intercollegiate game, lived at Rome, Georgia, and entered the University
+of Georgia in 1896. He made the team his first year, playing quarterback
+on the eleven which was coached by Pop Warner and which won the Southern
+championship. He received the injury which caused his death in the
+Georgia-Virginia game, played in Atlanta, Georgia, on October 30th,
+1897. He was a fine fellow personally and one of the most popular men at
+the University. As a football player, he was an excellent punter, a
+good plunger, and a strong defensive man. On account of his kicking and
+plunging ability he was moved to fullback in his second year.
+
+In the Virginia game he backed up the line on the defense. All that
+afternoon he worked like a Trojan to hold in check the powerful masses
+Virginia had been driving at the tackles. Early in the second half Von
+dove in and stopped a mass aimed at Georgia's right tackle, but when the
+mass was untangled, he was unable to get up. An examination showed that
+he was badly hurt. In a minute or two, however, he revived and was set
+on his feet and was being taken from the field by Coach McCarthy, when
+Captain Kent, thinking that he was not too badly hurt to continue in the
+game, said to him:
+
+"Von, you are not going to give up, are you?"
+
+"No, Bill," he replied, "I've got too much Georgia grit for that."
+
+These were his last words, for upon reaching the side lines he lapsed
+into unconsciousness and died at two o'clock the next morning.
+
+Gammon's death ended the football season that year at the University. It
+also came very near ending football in the State of Georgia, as the
+Legislature was in session, and immediately passed a bill prohibiting
+the playing of the game in the State.
+
+However, Mrs. Gammon--Von's mother--made a strong, earnest and personal
+appeal to Governor Atkinson to veto the bill, which he did.
+
+Had it not been for Mrs. Gammon, football would certainly have been
+abolished in the State of Georgia by an act of the Legislature of 1897.
+
+I knew a great guard whose whole heart was set on making the Princeton
+team, and on playing against Yale. This man made the team. In a
+Princeton-Columbia game he was trying his best to stop that wonderful
+Columbia player, Harold Weekes, who with his great hurdling play was
+that season's sensation. In his hurdling he seemed to take his life in
+his hands, going over the line of the opposing team feet first. When the
+great guard of the Princeton team to whom I refer tried to stop Weekes,
+his head collided with Weekes' feet and was badly cut.
+
+The trainer rushed upon the field, sponged and dressed the wound and the
+guard continued to play. But that night it was discovered that blood
+poisoning had set in. There was gloom on the team when this became
+known. But John Dana, lying there injured in the hospital, and knowing
+how badly his services were needed in the coming game with Yale, with
+his ambition unsatisfied, used his wits to appear better than he really
+was in order to get discharged from the hospital and back on the team.
+
+The physician who attended him has told me since that Dana would keep
+his mouth open slyly when the nurse was taking his temperature so that
+it would not be too high and the chart would make it appear that he was
+all right.
+
+At any rate, he seemed to improve steadily, and finally reported to the
+trainer, Jim Robinson, two days before the Yale game. He was full of
+hope and the coaches decided to have Robinson give him a try-out, so
+that they could decide whether he was as fit as he was making it appear
+he was.
+
+I shall never forget watching that heroic effort, as Robinson took him
+out behind the training house, to make the final test. With a head-gear,
+especially made for him, Dana settled down in his regular position,
+ready for the charge, anticipating the oncoming Yale halfback and
+throbbing with eagerness to tackle the man with the ball.
+
+Then he plunged forward, both arms extended, but handicapped by his
+terrible injury, he toppled over upon his face, heart-broken. The spirit
+was there, but he was physically unfit for the task.
+
+The Yale game started without Dana, and as he sat there on the side
+lines and saw Princeton go down to defeat, he was overcome with the
+thought of his helplessness. He was needed, but he didn't have a chance.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV
+
+BRINGING HOME THE BACON
+
+
+Happy is the thought of victory, and while we realize that there should
+always be eleven men in every play, each man doing his duty, there
+frequently comes a time in a game, when some one man earns the credit
+for winning the game, and brings home the bacon. Maybe he has been the
+captain of the team, with a wonderful power of leadership which had held
+the Eleven together all season and made his team a winning one. From the
+recollections of some of the victories, from the experiences of the men
+who participated in them and made victory possible, let us play some of
+those games over with some of the heroes of past years.
+
+
+Billy Bull
+
+One of the truly great bacon-getters of the past is Yale's Billy Bull.
+Football history is full of his exploits when he played on the Yale team
+in '85, '86, '87 and '88. Old-time players can sit up all night telling
+stories of the games in which he scored for Yale. His kicking proved a
+winning card and in happy recollection the old-timers tell of Bull, the
+hero of many a game, being carried off the field on the shoulders of an
+admiring crowd of Yale men after a big victory.
+
+"In the course of my years at Yale, six big games were played," says
+Bull, "four with Princeton and two with Harvard. I was fortunate in
+being able to go through all of them, sustaining no injury whatsoever,
+except in the last game with Princeton. In this game, Channing came
+through to me in the fullback position and in tackling him I received a
+scalp wound which did not, however, necessitate my removal from the
+game.
+
+"Of the six games played, only one was lost, and that was the Lamar game
+in the fall of '85. In the five games won I was the regular kicker in
+the last three, and, in two of these, kicking proved to be the deciding
+factor. Thus in '87--Yale 17, Harvard 8--two place kicks and one drop
+kick were scored in the three attempts, totaling nine points.
+Considering the punting I did that day, and the fact that both
+place-kicks were scored from close to the side lines, I feel that that
+game represents my best work.
+
+"The third year of my play was undoubtedly my best year; in fact the
+only year in which I might lay claim to being anything of a kicker. Thus
+in the Rutgers game of '87 I kicked twelve straight goals from
+placement. Counting the two goals from touchdowns against Princeton I
+had a batting average of 1000 in three games.
+
+"Through the last year I was handicapped with a lame kicking leg and
+was out of form, for in the final game with Princeton that year, '88, I
+tried at least four times before scoring the first field goal of the
+game. In the second half I had but one chance and that was successful.
+This was the 10-0 game, in which all the points were scored by kicking,
+although the ground was wet and slippery.
+
+"It is of interest to note, in connection with drop-kicking in the old
+days, that the proposition was not the simple matter it is to-day. Then,
+the ball had to go through the quarter's hands, and the kicker in
+consequence had so little time in which to get the ball away that he was
+really forced to kick in his tracks and immediately on receipt of the
+ball. Fortunately I was able to do both, and I never had a try for a
+drop blocked, and only one punt, the latter due to the fact that the
+ball was down by the side line, and I could not run to the left (which
+would have taken me out of bounds) before kicking.
+
+"Perhaps one of the greatest sources of satisfaction to me, speaking of
+punting in particular, was the fact that I was never blocked by
+Princeton. And yet it was extremely fortunate for me that I was a
+left-footed kicker and thus could run away from Cowan, who played a left
+tackle before kicking. If I had had to use my right foot I doubt if I
+could have got away with anything, for Cowan was certainly a wonderful
+player and could get through the Yale line as though it were paper. He
+always brought me down, but always after the ball had left my foot. I
+know that it has been thought at Princeton that I stood twelve yards
+back from the line when kicking. This was not so. Ten yards was the
+regular distance, always. But, I either kicked in my tracks or directly
+after running to the left."
+
+
+THE DAY COLUMBIA BEAT YALE
+
+Columbia men enthusiastically recall the day Columbia beat Yale. A
+Columbia man who is always on hand for the big games of the year is
+Charles Halstead Mapes, the ever reliable, loyal rooter for the game. He
+has told the tale of this victory so wonderfully well that football
+enthusiasts cannot but enjoy this enthusiastic Columbia version.
+
+"Fifteen years ago Yale was supreme in football," runs Mapes' story.
+"Occasionally, but only very occasionally, one of their great rivals,
+Princeton or Harvard, would win a game from them, but for any outsider,
+anybody except one of the 'Eternal Triangle,' to beat Yale was out of
+the question--an utter impossibility. And, by the way, that Triangle at
+times got almost as much on the nerves of the outside public as the
+Frenchmen's celebrated three--wife, husband, lover--the foundation of
+their plays.
+
+"The psychological effect of Yale's past prestige was all-powerful in
+every game. The blue-jerseyed figures with the white Y would tumble
+through the gate and spread out on the field; the stands would rise to
+them with a roar of joyous welcome that would raise the very
+skies--Y-a-l-e! Y-a-l-e! Y--A--L--E!
+
+[Illustration: TWO ACES--BILL MORLEY AND HAROLD WEEKS]
+
+"'Small wonder that each man was right on his toes, felt as though he
+were made of steel springs. All other Yale teams had won, 'We will win,
+of course.'
+
+"But the poor other side--they might just as well throw their canvas
+jackets and mole-skin trousers in the old suit-case at once and go home.
+'Beat Yale! boys, we're crazy, but every man must try his damnedest to
+keep the score low,' and so the game was won and lost before the referee
+even blew his starting whistle.
+
+"This was the general rule, but every rule needs an exception to prove
+it, and on a certain November afternoon in 1899 we gave them their
+belly-full of exception. We had a very strong team that year, with some
+truly great players, Harold Weekes and Bill Morley (there never were two
+better men behind the line), and Jack Wright, old Jack Wright, playing
+equally well guard or center, as fine a linesman as I have ever seen.
+Weekes, Morley, and Wright were on the All-American team of that year,
+and Walter Camp in selecting his All-American team for All Time several
+years ago picked Harold Weekes as his first halfback.
+
+"I can see the game now; there was no scoring in the first half. To
+the outsider the teams seemed evenly matched, but we, who knew our
+men, thought we saw that the power was there; and if they could but
+realize their strength and that they had it in them to lay low at
+last that armor-plated old rhinoceros, the terror of the college
+jungle--Yale,--with an even break of luck, the game must be ours.
+
+"In the second half our opportunity came. By one of the shifting chances
+of the game we got the ball on about their 25-yard line; one yard, three
+yards, two yards, four yards, we went through them; there was no
+stopping us, and at last--over, well over, for a touchdown.
+
+"Through some technicality in the last rush the officials, instead of
+allowing the touchdown, took the ball away from us and gave it to Yale.
+They were right, probably quite right, but how could we think so? Yale
+at once kicked the ball to the middle of the field well out of danger.
+The teams lined up.
+
+"On the very next play, with every man of that splendidly trained Eleven
+doing his allotted work, Harold Weekes swept around the end, aided by
+the magnificent interference of Jack Wright, which gave him his start.
+He ran half the length of the field, through the entire Yale team, and
+planted the ball squarely behind the goal posts for the touchdown which
+won the game. If we had ever had any doubt that cruel wrong is righted,
+that truth and justice must prevail, it was swept away that moment in a
+great wave of thanksgiving.
+
+"I shall never forget it--Columbia had beaten Yale! Tears running down
+my cheeks, shaken by emotion, I couldn't speak, let alone cheer. My best
+girl was with me. She gave one quick half-frightened glance and I
+believe almost realized all I felt. She was all gold. I feel now the
+timid little pressure on my arm as she tried to help me regain control
+of myself. God! why has life so few such moments!"
+
+
+BEHIND THE SCENES
+
+Let us go into the dressing room of a victorious team, which defeated
+Yale at Manhattan Field a good many years ago and let us read with that
+great lover of football, the late Richard Harding Davis, as he describes
+so wonderfully well some of the unique things that happened in the
+celebration of victory.
+
+"People who live far away from New York and who cannot understand from
+the faint echoes they receive how great is the enthusiasm that this
+contest arouses, may possibly get some idea of what it means to the
+contestants themselves through the story of a remarkable incident, that
+occurred after the game in the Princeton dressing room. The team were
+being rubbed down for the last time and after their three months of
+self-denial and anxiety and the hardest and roughest sort of work that
+young men are called upon to do, and outside in the semi-darkness
+thousands of Princeton followers were jumping up and down and hugging
+each other and shrieking themselves hoarse. One of the Princeton coaches
+came into the room out of this mob, and holding up his arm for silence
+said,
+
+"'Boys, I want you to sing the doxology.'"
+
+"Standing as they were, naked and covered with mud, blood and
+perspiration, the eleven men that had won the championship sang the
+Doxology from the beginning to the end as solemnly and as seriously, and
+I am sure, as sincerely, as they ever did in their lives, while outside
+the no less thankful fellow-students yelled and cheered and beat at the
+doors and windows and howled for them to come out and show themselves.
+This may strike some people as a very sacrilegious performance and as a
+most improper one, but the spirit in which it was done has a great deal
+to do with the question, and any one who has seen a defeated team lying
+on the benches of their dressing room, sobbing like hysterical school
+girls, can understand how great and how serious is the joy of victory to
+the men that conquer."
+
+Introducing Vic Kennard, opportunist extraordinary. Where is the Harvard
+man, Yale man, or indeed any football man who will not be stirred by the
+recollection of his remarkable goal from the field at New Haven that
+provided the winning points for the eleven Percy Haughton turned out in
+the first year of his régime. To Kennard himself the memory is still
+vivid, and there are side lights on that performance and indeed on all
+his football days at Cambridge, of which he alone can tell. I'll not
+make a conversation of this, but simply say as one does over the 'phone,
+"Kennard talking":--
+
+[Illustration: VIC KENNARD'S KICK]
+
+"Many of us are under the impression that the only real football fan is
+molded from the male sex and that the female of the species attends the
+game for decorative purposes only. I protest. Listen. In 1908 I had the
+good fortune to be selected to enter the Harvard-Yale Game at New Haven,
+for the purpose of scoring on Yale in a most undignified way, through
+the medium of a drop-kick, Haughton realizing that while a touchdown was
+distinctly preferable, he was not afraid to fight it out in the next
+best way.
+
+"My prayers were answered, for the ball somehow or other made its way
+over the crossbar and between the uprights, making the score, Harvard 4,
+Yale 0. My mother, who had made her way to New Haven by a forced march,
+was sitting in the middle of the stand on the Yale (no, I'm wrong, it
+was, on second thought, on the Harvard side) accompanied by my two
+brothers, one of whom forgot himself far enough to go to Yale, and will
+not even to this day acknowledge his hideous mistake.
+
+"Five or six minutes before the end of the game, one E. H. Coy decided
+that the time was getting short and Yale needed a touchdown. So he
+grabbed a Harvard punt on the run and started. Yes, he did more than
+start, he got well under way, circled the Harvard end and after
+galloping fifteen yards, apparently concluded that I would look well as
+minced meat, and headed straight for me, stationed well back on the
+secondary defense. He had received no invitation whatsoever, but owing
+to the fact that I believe every Harvard man should be at least cordial
+to every Yale man, I decided to go 50-50 and meet him half way.
+
+"We met informally. That I know. I will never forget that. He weighed
+only 195 pounds, but I am sure he had another couple of hundred tucked
+away somewhere. When I had finished counting a great variety and number
+of stars, it occurred to me that I had been in a ghastly railroad wreck,
+and that the engine and cars following had picked out my right knee as a
+nice soft place to pile up on. There was a feeling of great relief when
+I looked around and saw that the engineer of that train, Mr. E. H. Coy,
+had stopped with the train, and I held the greatest hopes that neither
+the engine nor any one of the ten cars following would ever reach the
+terminal.
+
+"Mother, who had seen the whole performance, was little concerned with
+other than the fact that E. H. had been delayed. His mission had been
+more than delayed--as it turned out, it had been postponed. In the
+meantime Dr. Nichols of the Harvard staff of first aid was working with
+my knee, and from the stands it looked as though I might have broken my
+leg.
+
+"At this point some one who sat almost directly back of my mother called
+out loud, 'That's young Kennard. It looks as though he'd broken his
+leg.' My brother, feeling that mother had not heard the remark, and not
+knowing what he might say, turned and informed him that Mrs. Kennard was
+sitting almost directly in front of him, requesting that he be careful
+what he said. Mother, however, heard the whole thing, and turning in her
+seat said, 'That's all right, I don't care if his leg is broken, if we
+only win this game.'
+
+"My mother, who is a great football fan, after following the game for
+three or four years, learned all the slang expressions typical of
+football. She tried to work out new plays, criticised the generalship
+occasionally, and fairly 'ate and slept' football during the months of
+October and November. While the season was in progress I usually slept
+at home in Boston where I could rest more comfortably. I occupied the
+adjoining room to my mother's, and when I was ready for bed always
+opened the door between the rooms.
+
+"One night I woke up suddenly and heard my mother talking. Wondering
+whether something was the matter, I got out of bed and went into her
+room, appearing just in time to see my mothers arms outstretched. She
+was calling 'Fair catch.' I spoke to her to see just what the trouble
+was, and she, in a sleepy way, mumbled, 'We won.' She had been dreaming
+of the Harvard-Dartmouth game.
+
+"Early in the fall of 1908 Haughton heard rumors that the Indians were
+equipping their backfield in a very peculiar fashion. Warner had had a
+piece of leather the color and shape of a football sewed on the jerseys
+of his backfield men, in such a position that when the arm was folded as
+if carrying the ball, it would appear as if each of the backfield
+players might have possession of the ball, and therefore disorganize
+somewhat the defense against the man who was actually carrying the ball.
+Instead of one runner each time, there appeared to be four.
+
+"Haughton studied the rules and found nothing to prevent Warner's
+scheme. He wrote a friendly letter to Warner, stating that he did not
+think it for the best interest of the game to permit his players to
+appear in the Stadium equipped in this way, at the same time admitting
+that there was nothing in the rules against it. Taking no chances,
+however, Haughton worked out a scheme of his own. He discovered that
+there was no rule which prevented painting the ball red, so he had a
+ball painted the same color as the crimson jerseys. Had the Indians come
+on the field with the leather ruse sewed on their jerseys, Haughton
+would have insisted that the game be played with the crimson ball.
+
+"What did I learn in my football course? I learned to control my
+temper, to exercise judgment, to think quickly and act decisively. I
+learned the meaning of discipline, to take orders and carry them out to
+the best of my ability without asking why. I had through the training
+regular habits knocked into me. I learned to meet, know and size up men.
+I learned to smile when I was the most discouraged fellow in this great
+wide world, the importance of being on time, a better control of my
+nerves, and to demand the respect of fellow players. I learned to work
+out problems for myself and to apply my energy more intelligently,--to
+stick by the ship. I secured a wide friendship which money can't buy."
+
+What Eddie Mahan was to Harvard, Charlie Barrett, Captain of the
+victorious 1915 Eleven, was to Cornell. The Ithaca Captain was one of
+those powerful runners whose remarkable physique did not interfere with
+his shiftiness. Like his Harvard contemporary, he was a fine leader, but
+unlike Mahan, with whom he clashed in the game with the Crimson in his
+final year, he was not able to play the play through what was to him
+probably the most important gridiron battle of his career. Nevertheless,
+it was his touchdown in the first quarter that sounded the knell of the
+Crimson hopes that day, and Cornell men will always believe that his
+presence on the side line wrapped in a blanket, after his recovery from
+the shock that put him out of the game, had much to do with inspiring
+his Eleven.
+
+Barrett was one of the products of the Cleveland University School,
+whence so many star players have been sent up to the leading
+universities. On the occasion of his first appearance at Ithaca it
+became a practical certainty that he would not only make the Varsity
+Eleven, but would some day be its captain. In course of time it became a
+habit for the followers of the Carnelian and White to look to Barrett
+for rescue in games that seemed to be hopelessly in the fire.
+
+In his senior year the team was noted for its ability to come from
+behind, and this team spirit was generally understood as being the
+reflection of that of their leader. The Cornell Captain played the
+second and third periods of his final game against Pennsylvania in a
+dazed condition, and it is a tribute to his mental and physical
+resources that in the last period of that game he played perhaps as fine
+football as he had ever shown.
+
+It was from no weakened Pennsylvania Eleven that Barrett snatched the
+victory in this his crowded moment. The Quakers had had a disastrous
+season up to Thanksgiving Day, but their pluck and rallying power, which
+has become a tradition on Franklin Field, was never more in evidence.
+The Quakers played with fire, with power and aggressiveness that none
+save those who know the Quaker spirit had been led to expect. There
+were heroes on the Red and Blue team that day, and without a Barrett at
+his best against them, they would have won.
+
+[Illustration: SAM WHITE'S RUN]
+
+It was up to Eddie Hart with his supreme personality and indomitable
+spirit, which has always characterized him from the day he entered
+Exeter until he forged his way to the leadership of one of Princeton's
+finest elevens to bring home the long deferred championship. When the
+final whistle rang down the football curtain for the season of 1911 it
+found Hart in the ascendancy having fulfilled the wonderful promise of
+his old Exeter days. For he had made good indeed.
+
+Yale and Harvard had been beaten through a remarkable combination of
+team and individual effort in which Sam White's alertness and DeWitt's
+kicking stood out; a combination which was made possible only through
+Hart's splendid leadership.
+
+At a banquet for this championship team given by the Princeton Club of
+Philadelphia, Lou Reichner, the toastmaster, in introducing Sam White,
+the hero of the evening, quoted from First Samuel III, Chapter ii, 12th
+and 1st verses--"And the Lord said unto Samuel, behold I will do a thing
+in Israel, at which both the ears of every one that heareth it shall
+tingle. In that day I will perform against Eli, all things which I have
+spoken concerning his house; when I begin I will also make an end. And
+The Child Samuel ministered unto the Lord Eli." Mr. Reichner then
+presented to the Child Samuel the souvenir sleeve links and a silver box
+containing the genuine soil from Yale Field.
+
+After Sam had been sufficiently honored, Alfred T. Baker, Princeton '85,
+a former Varsity football player, and his son Hobey Baker, who played on
+Eddie Hart's team, were called before the toastmaster. There was a
+triple cheer for Hobey and his father. Reichner said that he had nothing
+for Papa Baker, but a souvenir for Hobey, and if the father was man
+enough to take it away from him he could have it.
+
+In speaking of the Yale-Princeton game at New Haven, some of the things
+incidental to victory were told that evening by Sam White, who said:
+
+"In the Yale game of 1911, Joe Duff, the Princeton guard, came over to
+Hart, Captain of the Princeton team, and said:
+
+"'Ed, I can't play any more. I can't stand on my left leg.'
+
+"'That's all right,' answered Hart, 'go back and play on your right
+one.'
+
+"Joe did and that year he made the All-American guard.
+
+"It was less than a week before the Harvard-Princeton game at Princeton,
+1911, a friend of mine wrote down and asked me to get him four good
+seats, and said if I'd mention my favorite cigar, he'd send me a box in
+appreciation. I got the seats for him, but it was more or less of a
+struggle, but in writing on did not mention cigars. He sent me a check
+to cover the cost of the tickets and in the letter enclosed a small
+scarf pin which he said was sure to bring me luck. He had done quite a
+little running in his time and said it had never failed him and urged me
+to be sure and put it in my tie the day of the Harvard-Princeton game. I
+am not superstitious, but I did stick it in my tie when I dressed that
+Saturday morning and it surely had a charm. It was in the first half
+that I got away for my run, and as we came out of the field house at the
+start of the second half, whom should I see but my friend, yelling like
+a madman--
+
+"'Did you wear it? Did you wear it?'
+
+"I assured him I did, and it seemed to quiet and please him, for he
+merely grinned and replied:
+
+"'I told you! I told you!'
+
+"After the game I said nothing of the episode, but did secretly decide
+to keep the pin safely locked up until the day of the Yale-Princeton
+game. I again stuck it in my tie that morning and the charm still held,
+and I am still wondering to this day, if it doesn't pay to be a little
+bit superstitious."
+
+Every Harvard man remembers vividly the great Crimson triumph of 1915
+over Yale. It will never be forgotten. During the game I sat on the
+Harvard side lines with Doctor Billy Brooks, a former Harvard captain.
+He was not satisfied when Harvard had Yale beaten by the score of 41 to
+0, but was enthusiastically urging Harvard on to at least one or two
+more touchdowns, so that the defeat which Yale meted out to Harvard in
+1884, a game in which he was a player, would be avenged by a larger
+score, but alas! he had to be satisfied with the tally as it stood.
+
+A story is told of the enthusiasm of Evert Jansen Wendell, as he stood
+on the side lines of this same game and saw the big Crimson roller
+crushing Yale down to overwhelming defeat. This enthusiastic Harvard
+graduate cried out:
+
+"'We must score again!'
+
+"Another Harvard sympathiser, standing nearby, said:
+
+"'Mr. Wendell, don't you think we have beaten them badly enough? What
+more do you want?'
+
+"'Oh, I want to see them suffer,' retorted Wendell."
+
+After this game was over and the crowd was surging out of the stadium
+that afternoon I heard an energetic newsboy, who was selling the
+_Harvard Lampoon_, crying out at the top of his voice:
+
+"'_Harvard Lampoon_ for sale here. All about the New Haven wreck.'"
+
+
+Eddie Mahan
+
+There is no question that the American game of football will go on for
+years to come. If the future football generals develop a better
+all-around man than Eddie Mahan, captain of the great Harvard team of
+1915, whose playing brought not only victory to Harvard but was
+accompanied by great admiration throughout the football world, they may
+well congratulate themselves. From this peerless leader, whose playing
+was an inspiration to the men on his team, let us put on record, so that
+future heroes may also draw like inspiration from them, some of Mahan's
+own recollections of his playing days.
+
+"I think the greatest game I ever played in was the Princeton game in
+1915, because we never knew until the last minute that we had won the
+game," says the Crimson star. "There was always a chance of Princeton's
+beating us. The score was 10 to 6. I worked harder in that game than in
+any game I ever played.
+
+"Frank Glick's defensive work was nothing short of marvelous. He is the
+football player I respect. He hit me so hard. The way I ran, it was
+seldom that anybody got a crack at me. I would see a clear space and the
+first thing I knew Glick would come from behind somewhere, or somebody,
+and would hit me when I least expected it, and he usually hit me good
+and hard. It seemed sometimes that he came right out of the ground. I
+tell you after he hit me a few times he was the only man I was looking
+for; I did not care much about the rest of the team.
+
+"One of the things that helped me most in my backfield play was Pooch
+Donovan's coaching. He practiced me in sprints, my whole freshman year.
+He took a great interest in me. He speeded me up. I owe a great debt of
+gratitude to Pooch. I could always kick before I went to Harvard, back
+in the old Andover days. I learned to kick by punting the ball all the
+afternoon, instead of playing football all the time. I think that is the
+way men should learn to kick. The more I kicked, the better I seemed to
+get."
+
+Among the many trophies Eddie Mahan has received, he prizes as much as
+any the watch presented to him by the townspeople of Natick, his home
+town, his last year at Andover, after the football season closed. He was
+attending a football game at Natick between Natick High and Milton High.
+
+"It was all a surprise to me," says Eddie. "They called me out on the
+field and presented me with this watch which is very handsomely
+inscribed.
+
+"Well do I recall those wonderful days at Andover and the games between
+Andover and Exeter. There is intense rivalry between these two schools.
+Many are the traditions at Andover, and some of the men who had preceded
+me, and some with whom I played were Jack Curtis, Ralph Bloomer, Frank
+Hinkey, Doc Hillebrand and Jim Rodgers. Then there was Trevor Hogg, who
+was captain of the Princeton 1916 team, Shelton, Red Braun, Bob Jones.
+The older crowd of football men made the game what it is at Andover.
+Lately they have had a much younger crowd. When I was at Andover, Johnny
+Kilpatrick, Henry Hobbs, Ham Andrews, Bob Foster and Bob McKay had
+already left there and gone to college.
+
+"It has been a great privilege for me to have played on different teams
+that have had strong players. I cannot say too much about Hardwick,
+Bradlee, and Trumbull. Brickley was one of the hardest men for our
+opponents to bring down when he got the ball. He was a phenomenal
+kicker. I had also a lot of respect for Mal Logan, who played
+quarterback on my team in 1915. He weighed less than 150 pounds. He used
+to get into the interference in grand shape. He counted for something.
+He was a tough kid. He could stand all sorts of knocks and he used to
+get them too. When I was kicking he warded off the big tackles as they
+came through. He was always there and nobody could ever block a kick
+from his side. The harder they hit him, the stronger he came back every
+time."
+
+When I asked Mahan about fun in football he said:
+
+"We didn't seem to do much kidding. There was a sort of serious spirit;
+Haughton had such an influence over everybody, they were afraid to laugh
+before practice, while waiting for Haughton, and after practice
+everybody was usually so tired there was not much fooling in the
+dressing room; but we got a lot of fun out of the game."
+
+Of Haughton's coaching methods and the Harvard system Eddie has a few
+things to tell us that will be news to many football men.
+
+"Haughton coaches a great deal by the use of photographs which are taken
+of us in practice as well as regular games. He would get us all together
+and coach from the pictures--point out the poor work. Seldom were the
+good points shown. Nevertheless, he always gave credit to the man who
+got his opponent in the interference. Haughton used to say:
+
+"'Any one can carry a ball through a bunch of dead men.'
+
+"Haughton is a good organizer. He has been the moving spirit at
+Cambridge but by no means the whole Harvard coaching staff. The
+individual coaches work with him and with each other. Each one has
+control or supreme authority over his own department. The backfield
+coach has the picking of men for their positions. Harvard follows
+Charlie Daly's backfield play; improved upon somewhat, of course,
+according to conditions. Each coach is considered an expert in his own
+line. No coach is considered an expert in all fields. This is the method
+at Harvard.
+
+"Outside of Haughton, Bill Withington, Reggie Brown, and Leo Leary have
+been the most recent prominent coaches. The Harvard generalship has
+been the old Charlie Daly system. Reggie Brown has been a great
+strategist. Harvard line play came from Pot Graves of West Point."
+
+[Illustration: KING, OF HARVARD, MAKING A RUN; MAHAN PUTTING BLACK ON
+HIS HEAD]
+
+
+George Chadwick
+
+What George Chadwick, captain of Yale's winning team of 1902, gave of
+himself to Yale football has amply earned the thoroughly remarkable
+tributes constantly paid to this great Yale player. He was a most
+deceptive man with the ball. In the Princeton game John DeWitt was the
+dangerous man on the Princeton team, feared most on account of his great
+kicking ability.
+
+DeWitt has always contended that Chadwick's team was the best Yale team
+he ever saw. He says: "It was a better team than Gordon Brown's for the
+reason that they had a kicker and Gordon Brown's team did not have a
+kicker. But this is only my opinion."
+
+Yale and Princeton men will not forget in a hurry the two wonderful runs
+for touchdowns, one from about the center of the field, that Chadwick
+made in 1902.
+
+"I note," writes Chadwick, "that there is a general impression that the
+opening in the line through which I went was large enough to accommodate
+an express train. As a matter of fact, the opening was hardly large
+enough for me to squeeze through. The play was not to make a large
+opening, and I certainly remember the sensation of being squeezed when
+going through the line.
+
+"There were some amusing incidents in connection with that particular
+game that come back to me now. I remember that when going down on the
+train from New York to Princeton, I was very much amused at Mike
+Murphy's efforts to get Tom Shevlin worked up so he would play an extra
+good game. Mike kept telling Tom what a good man Davis was and how the
+latter was going to put it all over him. Tom clenched his fists, put on
+a silly grin and almost wept. It really did me a lot of good, as it
+helped to keep my mind off the game. When it did come to the game, his
+first big game, Shevlin certainly played wonderful football.
+
+"I had been ill for about a week and a half before this game and really
+had not played in practice for two or three weeks. Mike was rather
+afraid of my condition, so he told me to be the last man always to get
+up before the ball was put in play. I carefully followed his advice and
+as a result a lot of my friends in the stand kept thinking that I had
+been hurt.
+
+"Toward the end of the game we were down about on Princeton's 40-yard
+line. It was the third down and the probabilities were that we would not
+gain the distance, so I decided to have Bowman try for a drop-kick. I
+happened to glance over at the side line and there was old Mike Murphy
+making strenuous motions with his foot. The umpire, Dashiell, saw him
+too, and put him off the side lines for signalling. I remember being
+extremely angry at the time because I was not looking at the side lines
+for any signals and had decided on a drop kick anyhow.
+
+"In my day it was still the policy to work the men to death, to drill
+them to endure long hours of practice scrimmage. About two weeks before
+the Princeton game in my senior year, we were in a slump. We had a long,
+miserable Monday's practice. A lot of the old coaches insisted that
+football must be knocked into the men by hard work, but it seemed to me
+that the men knew a lot of football. They were fundamentally good and
+what they really needed was condition to enable them to show their
+football knowledge. It is needless to say that I was influenced greatly
+in this by Mike Murphy and his knowledge of men and conditioning them.
+Joe Swann, the field coach, and Walter Camp were in accord, so we turned
+down the advice of a lot of the older coaches and gave the Varsity only
+about five minutes' scrimmage during the week and a half preceding the
+Princeton game, with the exception of the Bucknell game the Saturday
+before. During the week before the Princeton and Harvard games we went
+up to Ardsley and had no practice for three days. There was a
+five-minutes' scrimmage on Thursday. This was an unusual proceeding, but
+it was so intensely hot the day of the Princeton game, and we all lost
+so much weight something unusual had to be done. The team played well in
+the Princeton game, but it was simply a coming team then. In the Harvard
+game, which we won 23 to 0, it seemed to me that we were at the top of
+our form.
+
+"I think the whole incident was a lesson to us at New Haven of the great
+value of condition to men who know a great deal of football. I know from
+my own experience during the three preceding years that it had been too
+little thought of. The great cry had too often been 'We must drum
+football into them, no matter what their physical condition.'
+
+"After the terribly exhausting game at Princeton, which we won, 12 to 5,
+DeWitt Cochrane invited the team to go to his place at Ardsley and
+recuperate. It really was our salvation, and I have always been most
+grateful to Mr. and Mrs. Cochrane for so generously giving up their
+house completely to a mob of youngsters. We spent three delightful days,
+almost forgot football entirely, ate ravenously and slept like tops.
+
+"Big Eddie Glass was a wonderful help in interference. I used to play
+left half and Eddie left guard. On plays where I would take the ball
+around the end, or skirting tackle, Eddie would either run in the
+interference or break through the line and meet me some yards beyond. We
+had a great pulling and hauling team that year, and the greatest puller
+and hauler was Eddie Glass. Perry Hale, who played fullback my
+sophomore year, was a great interferer. He was big, and strong and fast.
+On a straight buck through tackle, when he would be behind me, if there
+was not a hole in the proper place, he would whirl me all the way round
+and shoot me through a hole somewhere else. It would, of course, act as
+an impromptu delayed play. In one game I remember making a forty yard
+run to a touchdown on such a manoeuver."
+
+[Illustration:
+
+McCord Mills Roper Burke Pell Craig Mattis Lathrope Lloyd Bannard Booth
+Wheeler   Reiter
+Poe   Edwards   Hillebrand
+Hutchinson   Palmer   McClave
+
+PRINCETON'S 1899 TEAM]
+
+
+Arthur Poe
+
+There never was as much real football ability concealed in a small
+package as there was in that great player, Arthur Poe. He was always
+using his head, following the ball, strong in emergency. He was endowed
+with a wonderful personality, and a man who always got a lot of fun out
+of the game and made fun for others, but yet was on the job every
+minute. He always inspired his team mates to play a little harder.
+Rather than write anything more about this great player, let us read
+with him the part he so ably played in some of Princeton's football
+games.
+
+"The story of my run in 1898 is very simple. Yale tried a mass play on
+Doc Hillebrand, which, as usual, was very unsuccessful in that quarter.
+He broke through and tackled the man with the ball. While the Yale men
+were trying to push him forward, I grabbed the ball from his arms and
+had a clear field and about ten yards start for the goal line. I don't
+believe I was ever happier in my life than on this day when I made the
+Princeton team and scored this touchdown against Yale.
+
+"In the second half McBride tried a center drive on Booth and Edwards.
+The line held and I rushed in, and grabbed the ball, but before I got
+very far the Referee blew his whistle, and after I had run across the
+goal line I realized that the touchdown was not going to be allowed.
+
+"Lew Palmer and I were tried at end simply to endeavor to provide a
+defense against the return runs of de Saulles on punts. He, by the way,
+was the greatest open field runner I have ever seen.
+
+"My senior year started auspiciously and the prospects for a victorious
+eleven appeared especially bright, as only two of the regular players of
+the year before had graduated. The first hard game was against Columbia,
+coached by Foster Sanford, who had a wealth of material drawn from the
+four corners of the earth. In the latter part of the game my opponent by
+way of showing his disapproval of my features attempted to change them,
+but was immediately assisted to the ground by my running mate and was
+undergoing an unpleasant few moments, when Sanford, reinforced by
+several dozen substitutes, ran to his rescue and bestowed some unkind
+compliments on different parts of my pal's anatomy. With the arrival of
+Burr McIntosh and several old grads, however, we were released from
+their clutches, and the game proceeded.
+
+"After the Cornell game the Yale game was close at hand. We were
+confident of our ability to win, though we expected a bitter hard
+struggle, in which we were not disappointed. Through a well developed
+interference on an end run, Reiter was sent around the end for several
+long gains, resulting in a touchdown, but Yale retaliated by blocking a
+kick and falling on the ball for a touchdown. Sharpe, a few minutes
+later, kicked a beautiful goal, so that the score was 10 to 6 in Yale's
+favor. The wind was blowing a gale all through the first half and as
+Yale had the wind at their backs we were forced to play a rushing game,
+but shortly after the second half began the wind died down considerably
+so that McBride's long, low kicks were not effective to any great
+extent.
+
+"Yale was on the defensive and we were unable to break through for the
+coveted touchdown, though we were able to gain ground consistently for
+long advances. In the shadow of their goal line Yale held us mainly
+through the wonderful defensive playing of McBride. I never saw a finer
+display of backing up the rush line than that of McBride during the
+second half. So strenuous was the play that eight substitutions had been
+made on our team, but with less than five minutes to play we started a
+furious drive for the goal line from the middle of the field, and with
+McClave, Mattis and Lathrope carrying the ball we went to Yale's 25-yard
+line in quick time.
+
+"With only about a minute to play it was decided to try a goal from the
+field. I was selected as the one to make the attempt. I was standing on
+the 34-yard line, about ten yards to the left of centre when I kicked;
+the ball started straight for the far goal post, but apparently was
+deflected by air currents and curved in not more than a yard from the
+post. I turned to the Referee, saw his arms raised and heard him say
+'Goal' and then everything broke loose.
+
+"I saw members of the team turning somersaults, and all I remember after
+that was being seized by a crowd of alumni who rushed out upon the
+field, and hearing my brother Ned shout, 'You damned lucky kid, you have
+licked them again.' I kicked the ball with my instep, having learned
+this from Charlie Young of Cornell, who was then at Princeton Seminary
+and was playing on the scrub team. The reason I did this was because Lew
+Palmer and myself wore light running shoes with light toes, not kicking
+shoes at all.
+
+"After the crowd had been cleared off the field there were only 29
+seconds left to play, and after Yale had kicked off we held the ball
+without risking a play until the whistle blew, when I started full speed
+for the gate, followed by Bert Wheeler. I recall knocking down several
+men as we were bursting through and making our way to the bus. It was
+the first, last and only goal from the field I ever attempted, and the
+most plausible explanation for its success was probably predestination."
+
+[Illustration: "NOTHING GOT BY JOHN DeWITT"]
+
+Arthur Poe was a big factor in football, even when he wasn't running or
+kicking Yale down to defeat.
+
+"Bill Church's roughness, in my freshman year, had the scrub bluffed,"
+continues Arthur. "When Lew Palmer volunteered to play halfback and take
+care of Bill on punts, Bill was surprised on the first kick he attempted
+to block to feel Lew's fist on his jaw and immediately shouted:
+
+"'I like you for that, you damn freshman.'
+
+"That was the first accident that attracted attention to Lew. Palmer was
+one of the gamest men and he won a Varsity place by the hardest kind of
+work.
+
+"Well do I recall the indignation meeting of the scrub to talk over
+plans of curbing Johnny Baird and Fred Smith in their endeavor to kill
+the scrub."
+
+
+John DeWitt
+
+Big John DeWitt was the man who brought home the Yale bacon for the
+Tigers in 1903. To be exact he not only carried, but also kicked it
+home. Two surprise parties by a single player in so hard a game are rare
+indeed. Whenever I think of DeWitt I think of his great power of
+leadership. He was an ideal captain. He thought things out for himself.
+He was the spirit of his team.
+
+This great Princeton captain was one of the most versatile football men
+known to fame. Playing so remarkably in the guard position, he also did
+the kicking for his team and was a great power in running with the ball.
+
+DeWitt thought things out almost instantly and took advantage of every
+possible point. The picture on the opposite page illustrates wonderfully
+well how he exerted and extended himself. This man put his whole soul
+into his work and was never found wanting. His achievements will hold a
+conspicuous place in football history. Nothing got by John DeWitt.
+
+DeWitt's team in 1903 was the first to bring victory over Yale to
+Princeton since 1899. On that day John DeWitt scored a touchdown and
+kicked a placement goal, which will long be remembered. Let us go back
+and play a part of that game over with John himself.
+
+"Whenever I think of football my recollections go back to the Yale game
+of 1903," says DeWitt. "My most vivid recollections are of my loyal team
+mates whose wonderful spirit and good fellowship meant so much to the
+success of that Eleven. Without their combined effort Princeton could
+not have won that day.
+
+"We had a fine optimistic spirit before the game and the fact that Jim
+Hogan scored a touchdown for Yale in the first part of the game seemed
+to put us on our mettle and we came back with the spirit that I have
+always been proud of. Hogan was almost irresistible. You could hardly
+stop him when he had the ball. He scored between Harold Short and myself
+and jammed through for about 12 yards to a touchdown. If you tackled Jim
+Hogan head on he would pull you right over backwards. He was the
+strongest tackle I ever saw. He seemed to have overpowering strength in
+his legs. He was a regular player. He never gave up until the whistle
+blew, but after the Princeton team got its scoring machine at work, the
+Princeton line outplayed the Yale line.
+
+"I think Yale had as good a team as we had, if not better, that day. The
+personnel of the team was far superior to ours, but we had our spirit in
+the game. We were going through Yale to beat the band the last part of
+the game."
+
+DeWitt, describing the run that made him famous, says:
+
+"Towards the end of the first half, with the score 6 to 0 against
+Princeton, Yale was rushing us down the field. Roraback, the Yale
+center, was not able to pass the ball the full distance back for the
+punter. Rockwell took the ball from quarterback position and passed it
+to Mitchell, the fullback. On this particular play our whole line went
+through on the Yale kick formation. No written account that I have ever
+seen has accurately described just what happened. Ralph Davis was the
+first man through, and he blocked Mitchell's kick. Ridge Hart, who was
+coming along behind him, kicked the loose ball forward and the oval was
+about fifteen to twenty yards from where it started. I was coming
+through all the time.
+
+"As the bouncing ball went behind Mitchell it bobbed up right in front
+of me. I probably broke all rules of football by picking it up, but the
+chances looked good and I took advantage of them. I really was wondering
+then whether to pick it up or fall on it, but figured that it was harder
+to fall on it than to pick it up, so I put on all the steam I had and
+started for the goal. Howard Henry was right behind me until I got near
+the goal post. After I had kicked the goal the score was 6 to 6. Never
+can I forget the fierce playing on the part of both teams that now took
+place.
+
+"Shortly after this in the second half I punted down into Yale's
+territory. Mitchell fumbled and Ralph Davis fell on the ball on the
+30-yard line. We tried to gain, but could not. Bowman fell on the ball
+after the ensuing kick, which was blocked. It had rolled to the 5-yard
+line. Yale tried to gain once; then Bowman went back to kick. I can
+never pay enough tribute to Vetterlein, to the rare judgment that he
+displayed at this point in the game. When he caught that punt and heeled
+it, he used fine judgment; but for his good head work we never would
+have won that game. I kicked my goal from the field from the 43-yard
+line.
+
+[Illustration: JOHN DeWITT ABOUT TO PICK UP THE BALL]
+
+"As Ralph Davis was holding the ball before I kicked it, the Yale
+players, who were standing ten yards away were not trying to make it any
+the easier for us. I remember in particular Tom Shevlin was kidding
+Ralph Davis, who replied: 'Well, Tom, you might as well give it to us
+now--the score is going to be 11-6,' and just then what Davis had said
+came through.
+
+"If any one thinks that my entire football experience was a bed of
+roses, I want to assure him that it was not. I experienced the sadness
+of injury and of not making the team. The first day I lined up I broke
+three bones in one hand. Three weeks later, after they had healed I
+broke the bones in my other hand and so patiently waited until the
+following year to make the team.
+
+"The next year I went through the bitter experience of defeat, and we
+were beaten good and plenty by Yale. Defeat came again in 1902. It was
+in that year that I met, as my opponent, the hardest man I ever played
+against, Eddie Glass. The Yale team came at me pretty hard the first
+fifteen minutes. Glass especially crashed into me. He was warned three
+times by Dashiell in the opening part of the game for strenuous work.
+Glass was a rough, hard player, but he was not an unfair player at
+that. I always liked good, rough football. He played the game for all
+it was worth and was a Gibraltar to the Yale team.
+
+"Now that my playing days are over, I think there is one thing that
+young fellows never realize until they are through playing; that they
+might have helped more; that they might have given a few extra minutes
+to perfect a play. The thing that has always appealed to me most in
+football is to think of what might have been done by a little extra
+effort. It is very seldom you see a man come off the field absolutely
+used up. I have never seen but one or two cases where a man had to be
+helped to the dressing room. I have always thought such a man did not
+give as much as he should,--we're all guilty of this offense. A little
+extra punch might have made a touchdown."
+
+Tichenor, of the University of Georgia, tells the following:
+
+"In a Tech-Georgia game a peculiar thing happened. One of the goal lines
+was about seven yards from the fence which was twelve feet high and
+perfectly smooth. Tech had worked the ball down to within about three
+yards of Georgia's goal near the fence. Here the defense of the Red and
+Black stiffened and, taking the ball on downs, Ted Sullivan immediately
+dropped back for a kick. The pass was none too good and he swung his
+foot into the ball, which struck the cross bar, bounded high up in the
+air, over the fence, behind the goal post.
+
+"Then began the mighty wall-scaling struggle to get over the fence and
+secure the coveted ball. As fast as one team would try to boost each
+other over, their opponents would pull them down. This contest continued
+for fully five minutes while the crowd roared with delight. In the
+meantime George Butler, the Referee, took advantage of the situation
+and, with the assistance of several spectators, was boosted over the
+fence where he waited for some player to come and fall on the ball,
+which was fairly hidden in a ditch covered over with branches. Butler
+tells to this day of the amusing sight as he beheld first one pair of
+hands grasping the top of the fence; one hand would loosen, then the
+other; then another set of hands would appear. Heads were bobbing up and
+down and disappearing one after the other. The crowd now became
+interested and showed their partiality, and with the assistance of some
+of the spectators a Tech player made his way over the fence and began
+his search for the ball, closely followed by a Georgia player. They
+rushed around frantically looking for the ball. Then Red Wilson joined
+in the search and quickly located it in the ditch; soon had it safely in
+his arms and Tech scored a touchdown.
+
+"This was probably the only touchdown play in the history of the game
+which none of the spectators saw and which only the Referee and two
+other players saw at the time the player touched the ball down."
+
+That Charlie Brickley was in the way of bringing home the bacon to
+Harvard is well known to all. There have been very few players who were
+as reliable as this star. It was in his senior year that he was captain
+of the team and when the announcement came at the start of the football
+season that Brickley had been operated upon for appendicitis the
+football world extended to him its deepest sympathy. During his illness
+he yearned to get out in time to play against Yale. This all came true.
+The applause which greeted him when Haughton sent this great player into
+the game--with the Doctor's approval--must have impressed him that one
+and all were glad to see him get into the game.
+
+Let us hear what Brickley has to say about playing the game.
+
+"I have often been asked how I felt when attempting a drop kick in a
+close game before a large crowd. During my first year I was a little
+nervous, but after that it didn't bother me any more than as if I were
+eating lunch. Constant practice for years gave me the feeling that I
+could kick the ball over every time I tried. If I was successful, those
+who have seen me play are the best judges. Confidence is a necessity in
+drop kicking. The three hardest games I ever played in were the
+Dartmouth 3 to 0 game in 1912, and Princeton 3 to 0 in 1913, and the
+Yale 15 to 5 game of the same year. The hardest field goal I ever had to
+kick was against Princeton in the mud in 1913.
+
+[Illustration: THE EVER RELIABLE BRICKLEY]
+
+[Illustration: A FOOTBALL THOROUGHBRED--TACK HARDWICK]
+
+"The most finished player in all around play I ever came across is Tack
+Hardwick. He could go through a game, or afternoon's practice and
+perform every fundamental function of the game in perfect fashion. The
+most interesting and remarkable player I ever came across was Eddie
+Mahan. He could do anything on the football field. He was so versatile,
+that no real defense could be built against him. He had a wonderful
+intuitive sense and always did just the right thing at the right time."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV
+
+"THE BLOODY ANGLE"
+
+
+Football in its very nature is a rough game. It calls for the contact of
+bodies under high momentum and this means strains and bruises! Thanks to
+the superb physical condition of players, it usually means nothing more
+serious.
+
+The play, be it ever so hard, is not likely to be dangerous provided it
+is clean, and the worst indictment that can be framed against a player
+of to-day, and that by his fellows, is that he is given to dirty
+tactics. This attitude has now been established by public opinion, and
+is reflected in turn by the strictness of officials, the sentiment of
+coaches and football authorities generally. So scientific is the game
+to-day that only the player who can keep his head, and clear his mind of
+angry emotions, is really a valuable man in a crisis.
+
+Again, the keynote of success in football to-day is team work, perfect
+interlocking of all parts. In the old days play was individual, man
+against man, and this gave rise in many cases to personal animosity
+which frequently reduced great football contests to little more than
+pitched battles. Those who to-day are prone to decry football as a
+rough and brutal sport--which it no longer is--might at least reverse
+their opinions of the present game, could they have spent a certain
+lurid afternoon in the fall of '87 at Jarvis Field where the elevens of
+Harvard and Princeton fought a battle so sanguinary as to come down to
+us through the years legended as a real _crimson_ affair. One of the
+saddest accidents that ever occurred on a university football field
+happened in this contest and suggested the caption of "the Bloody
+Angle," the historic shambles of the great Gettysburg battle.
+
+Luther Price, who played halfback on the Princeton teams of '86 and '87
+and who was acting captain the larger part of the latter season, tells
+the following story of the game:
+
+"Princeton's contest with Harvard in the autumn of '87 was the bloodiest
+game that I ever experienced or saw. At that period the football
+relations between the two colleges were fast approaching a crisis and
+the long break between the institutions followed a couple of seasons
+later. It is perhaps true that the '87 game was largely responsible for
+the rupture because it left secret bitterness.
+
+"In fact, the game was pretty near butchery and the defects of the rules
+contributed to this end. Both sides realized that the contest was going
+to be a hummer but neither imagined the extent of the casualties. Had
+the present rules applied there would have been a long string of
+substitutes in the game and the caption of 'The Bloody Angle' could not
+have been applied.
+
+"In those days an injured player was not allowed to leave the field of
+play without the consent of the opponents' captain. One can easily grasp
+the fact that your adversaries' captain was not apt to permit a player,
+battered almost to worthlessness, to go to the bench and to allow you to
+substitute a strong and fresh player. Therein lies the tale of this
+game.
+
+"Princeton was confident of winning but not overconfident. We went out
+to Jarvis field on a tallyho from Boston, and I recall how eagerly we
+dashed upon the field, anxious for the scrap to begin. It was a clear,
+cold day with a firm turf--a condition that helped us, as we were
+lighter than Harvard, especially behind the line. None of our backs
+weighed more than 155 pounds.
+
+"Holden, the Crimson captain, was probably the most dangerous of our
+opponents. He was a deceptive running back owing to the difficulty of
+gauging his pace. He was one of the speediest sprinters in the Eastern
+colleges and if he managed to circle either end it was almost good-bye
+to his opponents.
+
+"We were all lying in wait for Holden, not to cripple him or take any
+unfair advantage, but to see that he did not cross our goal line. It was
+not long before we had no cause to be concerned on that score. But
+before Holden was disposed of we suffered a most grievous loss in the
+disqualification of Hector Cowan, our left guard and our main source of
+strength. Princeton worked a majority of the tricks through Cowan and
+when he was gone we lost the larger part of our offensive power.
+
+"Cowan's disqualification was unjustified by his record or by any
+tendency toward unfair play, though this statement should not be
+regarded as a reflection on the fairness of Wyllys Terry, the old Yale
+player, who was the umpire. Walter Camp, by the way, was the referee.
+
+"There never was a fairer player than Cowan, and such a misfortune as
+losing him by disqualification for any act on the field was never dreamt
+of by the Princeton men. The trouble was that Terry mistook an accident
+for a deliberate act. Holden was skirting Princeton's left end when
+Cowan made a lunge to reach him. Holden's deceptive pace was nearly too
+much for even such a star as Cowan, whose hands slipped from the Harvard
+captain's waist down to below his knees until the ankles were touched.
+Cowan could have kept his hands on Holden's ankles, but as tackling
+below the knees was foul, he quickly let go. But Holden tumbled and
+several Princeton men were on him in a jiffy.
+
+"Harvard immediately claimed that it was a foul tackle. It was a
+desperate claim but it proved successful. To our astonishment and
+chagrin, Terry ruled Cowan off the field. Cowan was thunderstruck at the
+decision and protested that he never meant to tackle unfairly. We argued
+with Terry but he was unrelenting. To him it seemed that Cowan meant to
+make a foul tackle. The situation was disheartening but we still felt
+that we had a good chance of pulling through even without Cowan.
+
+"What was particularly galling to us was that we had allowed two
+touchdowns to slip from our grasp. Twice we had carried the ball to
+within a few yards of the Harvard line and had dropped the ball when
+about to cross it. Both errors were hardly excusable and were traceable
+to over-anxiety to score. With Cowan on the field we had found that he
+could open up the Harvard line for the backs to make long runs but now
+that he was gone we could be sure of nothing except grilling work.
+
+"Soon after occurred the most dramatic and lamentable incident which put
+Holden out of the game. We had been warned long before the contest that
+Holden was a fierce tackler and that if we, who were back of the
+Princeton line, wished to stay in the game it would be necessary to
+watch out for his catapultic lunges.
+
+"Holden made his tackles low, a kind of a running dive with his head
+thrust into his quarry's stomach. The best policy seemed, in case Holden
+had you cornered, to go at him with a stiff arm and a suddenly raised
+knee to check his onslaught and, if possible, shake him off in the
+shuffle, but that was a mighty difficult matter for light backs to do.
+
+"First the line was opened up so that I went through. Harding, the
+Harvard quarter, who was running up and down the Crimson line like a
+panther, didn't get me. My hand went against his face and somehow I got
+rid of him. Finally I reached Holden, who played the fullback position
+while on the defensive, and had him to pass in order to get a touchdown.
+There was a savage onslaught and Holden had me on the ground.
+
+"A few moments later Ames, who played back with Channing and me, went
+through the Harvard line and again Holden was the only obstacle to a
+touchdown for Princeton. There was another savage impact and both
+players rolled upon the ground, but this time Holden did not get up. He
+got his man but he was unconscious or at least seemingly so. His chest
+bone had been broken. It was a tense moment. We all felt a pang of
+sympathy, for Holden was a square, if rough, player. Harvard's cheers
+subsided into murmurs of sorrow and Holden was carried tenderly off the
+field.
+
+"The accident made Harvard desperate, and as we were without Cowan we
+were in the same mental condition. It was hammer and tongs from that
+time on. I don't know that there was any intention to put players out
+of business, but there was not much mercy shown.
+
+"It appeared to me that some doubt existed on the Harvard side as to who
+caused Holden's chest bone to be broken, but that the suspicion was
+mainly directed at me. Several years later an article written at Harvard
+and published in the _Public Ledger_ in Philadelphia gave a long account
+of how I broke Holden's chest bone. This seemed to confirm my notion
+that there was a mixup of identity. However that may be, it soon became
+evident in the game that I was marked for slaughter.
+
+"Vic Harding made a profound and lasting impression on me both with his
+hands and feet. In fact, Harding played in few games of importance in
+which he was not disqualified. He was not a bad fellow at all in social
+relations, but on a football field he was the limit of 'frightfulness.'
+I don't know of any player that I took so much pleasure in punching as
+Harding. Ames and Harding also took delight in trying to make each
+other's faces change radically in appearance.
+
+"I think that Harding began to paint my face from the start of the game
+and that as it proceeded he warmed up to the task, seeing that he was
+making a pretty good job of it. He had several mighty able assistants.
+The work was done with several hundred Wellesley College girls, who were
+seated on benches close to the sideline, looking on with the deepest
+interest and, as it soon appeared, with much sympathy. I will not forget
+how concerned they looked.
+
+"By the middle of the second half I guess they did see a spectacle in me
+for they began to call to me and hold out handkerchiefs. At first I
+didn't realize what they meant for I was so much engaged with the duties
+that lay in front of me that it was difficult to notice them, but their
+entreaties soon enlightened me. They were asking me as a special favor
+to clean my face with their handkerchiefs, but I replied--perhaps rather
+abruptly--that I really didn't have time to attend to my facial toilet.
+
+"My nose had been broken, both eyes well closed and my canvas jacket and
+doeskin knickerbockers were scarlet or crimson--whichever you prefer--in
+hue. Strength was quickly leaving me and the field swam. I finally
+propped myself up against a goal post. The next thing I knew was that I
+was being helped off the field. My brother, Billy, who was highly
+indignant over the developments, took my place. This was about ten or
+fifteen minutes before the end of the game, which then consisted of two
+45 minute periods.
+
+"Ames emerged from the game with nothing more than the usual number of
+cuts and bruises. At that time we did not have any nose-guards,
+head-guards and other paraphernalia such as are used nowadays, except
+that we could get ankle braces, and Ames wore one. That ankle stood the
+test during the fight.
+
+"A majority of the other players were pretty well cut up. After Cowan
+was disqualified Bob (J. Robb) Church, subsequently Major in the United
+States Army Medical Corps and formerly the surgeon of Roosevelt's Rough
+Riders in the Spanish War, was shifted from tackle to Cowan's position
+at guard. Chapin, a brilliant student, who had changed from Amherst to
+Princeton, went in at tackle. He was a rather erratic player, and
+Harvard kept pounding in his direction with the result that Bob Church
+had a sea of trouble and I was forced to move up close to the line for
+defensive work. It was this that really put me out of business. My left
+shoulder had been hurt early in the season and it was bound in rubber,
+but fortunately it was not much worse off than at the beginning of the
+game.
+
+"Bob Church risked his life more than once in the Spanish War and for
+his valor he received a Medal of Honor from Congress, but it is safe to
+say that he never got such a gruelling as in this Harvard game. He was
+battered to the extent of finding it difficult to rise after tackling
+and finally he was lining up on his knees. It was a magnificent
+exhibition of pluck. As I recall, Bob lasted to the end of the game.
+
+"It was not until near the close that any scoring took place and then
+Harvard made two touchdowns in quick succession. We lacked substitutes
+to put in and, even if we had had them, it is doubtful whether we could
+have got them in as long as a player was able to stand up. The only
+satisfaction we had was that we had done the best we could to win and
+our confidence that with Cowan we could have won even if Holden had not
+been hurt. We had beaten Harvard the year before with essentially the
+same team that we played in this game."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI
+
+THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL
+
+
+It is almost possible, I think, to divide football men into two distinct
+classes--those who are made into players (and often very good ones) by
+the coaches and those who are born with the football instinct. Just how
+to define football instinct is a puzzle, but it is very easy to discern
+it in a candidate, even if he never saw a football till he set foot on
+the campus. By and large, it will be read first in a natural aptitude
+for following the ball. After that, in the general way he has of
+handling himself, from falling on the ball to dodging and straight arm.
+Watch the head coach grin when some green six-foot freshman dives for a
+rolling ball and instinctively clutches it into the soft part of his
+body as he falls on it. Nobody told him to do it just that way, or to
+keep his long arms and legs under control so as to avoid accident, but
+he does it nevertheless and thus shows his football instinct.
+
+There is still another kind of football instinct, and that is the kind
+that is passed down from father to son and from brother to brother. They
+say that the lacemakers of Nottingham don't have to be taught how to
+make lace because, as children, they somehow absorb most of the
+necessary knowledge in the bosom of their family, and I think the same
+thing is true of sons and brothers of football players. Generally, they
+pick up the essentials of the game from "Pop" long before they get to
+school or college or else are properly educated by an argus-eyed
+brother.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Johnson   Edgar Allen
+Arthur   Nelson   Gresham   Johnny
+
+THE POE FAMILY]
+
+But the matter of getting football knowledge--of developing the
+instinct--isn't always left to the boy. Unless I'm grievously mistaken
+it's more often the fond father who takes the first step. In fact, some
+fathers I've known have, with a commendable eye to future victories,
+even dated the preparation of their offspring from the hour when he was
+first shown them by the nurse: "Let me take a squint at the little
+rascal," says the beaming father and expertly examines the young
+hopeful's legs. "Ah, hah, bully! We'll make a real football player out
+of _him_!"
+
+And so, some day when Dick or Ken is six or seven, Father produces a
+strange looking, leather-cased bladder out of a trunk where Mother
+hasn't discovered it and blows it up out on the front porch under the
+youngster's inquisitive eye and tucks in the neck and laces it up.
+
+"What is it, Pop? What you going to do with it?"
+
+"That's what men call a football, Son. And right now I'm going to _kick_
+it." And kick it he does--all around the lot--until after a particularly
+good lift he chuckles to himself, the old war horse, and with the smell
+of ancient battles in his nostrils sits down to give the boy his first
+lesson in the manliest and best game on earth. And this first lesson is
+tackling. Perhaps the picture on the opposite page will remind you of
+the time you taught _your_ boys the good old game.
+
+This particular kind of football instinct has produced many of the
+finest players the colleges have ever seen. In a real football family
+there isn't much bluffing as to what you can do nor are there many
+excuses for a fumble or a missed tackle. With your big brothers' ears
+open and their tongues ready with a caustic remark, it doesn't need
+"Pop's" keen eye to keep you within the realms of truth as to the length
+of your run or why you missed that catch.
+
+Quite often, as it happens, "Pop" is thinking of a certain big game he
+once played in and remembering a play--Ah! if only he could forget that
+play!--in which he fumbled and missed the chance of a life-time. Like
+some inexorable motion picture film that refuses to throw anything but
+one fatal scene on the screen, his recollections make the actors take
+their well-remembered positions and the play begins. For the thousandth
+time he gnashes his teeth as he sees the ball slip from his grasp.
+"Dog-gone it," he mutters, "if my boy doesn't do better in the big game
+than _I_ did, I'll whale the hide off him!"
+
+Strangely enough not all brothers of a football family follow one
+another to the same college, and there have been several cases where
+brother played against brother. But for the only son of a great player
+to go anywhere else than to his father's college would be rank heresy. I
+daresay even the other college wouldn't like it.
+
+[Illustration: JUST BOYS]
+
+Of famous fathers whose football instinct descended without dilution
+into their sons perhaps the easiest remembered have been Walter Camp,
+who captained the Elis in '78 and '79 and whose son, Walter, Jr., played
+fullback in 1911--Alfred T. Baker, one of the Princeton backs in '83,
+and '84, whose son Hobey captained his team in 1914--Snake Ames, who
+played in four championship games for Princeton against both Yale and
+Harvard, and whose son, Knowlton Ames, Jr., played on the Princeton
+teams of '12, '13 and '14--and that sterling Yale tackle of '91 and '92,
+"Wallie" Winter, whose son, Wallace, Jr., played on his Freshman team in
+1915.
+
+When we come to enumerating the brothers who have played, it is the Poe
+family which comes first to mind. Laying aside friendship or natural
+bias, I feel that my readers will agree with me in the belief that it
+would be hard to find six football players ranking higher than the six
+Poe brothers. Altogether, Princeton has seen some twenty-two years of
+Poes, during at least thirteen of which there was a Poe on the Varsity
+team. Johnson Poe, '84, came first, to be followed by Edgar Allen, twice
+captain, then by Johnny, now in his last resting place "somewhere in
+France," then by Nelson, then Arthur, twice the fly in Yale's ointment,
+and lastly by Gresham Poe. I haven't a doubt but that after due lapse of
+time this wonderful family will produce other Poes, sons and cousins, to
+carry on the precious tradition.
+
+Next in point of numbers probably comes the Riggs family of five
+brothers, of whom three, Lawrence, Jesse and Dudley, played on Princeton
+teams, while Harry and Frank were substitutes. The Hodge family were
+four who played at Princeton--Jack, Hugh, Dick and Sam.
+
+After the Riggs family comes the Young family of Cornell--Ed., Charles,
+George and Will--all of whom played tremendously for the Carnelian and
+White in the nineties. Charles Young later studied at the Theological
+Seminary at Princeton and played wonderful football on the scrub in my
+time from sheer love of sport, since as he is, at this writing, physical
+director at Cornell. Amherst boasts of the wonderful Pratt brothers, who
+did much for Amherst football.
+
+Of threes there are quite a number. Prominent among them have been the
+Wilsons of both Yale and Princeton, Tom being a guard on the Princeton
+teams of 1911 and 1912, while Alex captained Yale in 1915 and saw
+another brother in orange and black waiting on the side lines across the
+field. Situations like this are always productive of thrills. Let the
+brother who has been waiting longingly throw off his blanket and rush
+across the field into his position and instantly the news flashes
+through the stands. "Brother against brother!" goes the thrilling
+whisper--and every heart gives an extra throb as it hungers in an unholy
+but perfectly human way for a clash between the two. There were three
+Harlan brothers who played at Princeton in '81, '83, '84.
+
+At Harvard Lothrope, Paul and Ted Withington; Percy, Jack and Sam
+Wendell.
+
+In Cornell a redoubtable trio were the Taussigs. Of these J. Hawley
+Taussig played end for four years ending with the '96 team. Charles
+followed in the same position in '99, '00 and '01 and Joseph K., later
+Lieutenant Commander of the torpedoboat destroyer _Wadsworth_ played
+quarter on the Naval Academy team in '97 and '98.
+
+A third trio of brothers were the Greenways of Yale. Of these, John and
+Gil Greenway played both football and baseball while Jim Greenway rowed
+on the crew. Another Princeton family, well known, has been the Moffats.
+The first of these to play football was Henry, who played on the '73
+team which was the first to beat Yale. He was followed by the
+redoubtable Alex, who kicked goals from all over the field in '82, '83,
+and '84, by Will Moffat who was a Varsity first baseman and by Ned
+Moffat who played with me at Lawrenceville. Equally well known have been
+the Hallowells of Harvard--F. W. Hallowell, '93, R. H. Hallowell, '96,
+and J. W. Hallowell, '01. Another Hallowell--Penrose--was on the track
+team, while Colonel Hallowell, the father, was always a power in Harvard
+athletics.
+
+When we come to cite the pairs of brothers who have played, the list
+seems endless. The first to come to mind are Laurie Bliss of the Yale
+teams of '90, '91 and '92 and "Pop" Bliss of the '92 team, principally,
+I think, because of Laurie's wonderful end running behind interference
+and because "Pop" Bliss, at a crucial moment in a Harvard-Yale game
+deliberately disobeyed the signal to plunge through centre on Harvard's
+2-yard line and ingeniously ran around the end for a touchdown. Tommy
+Baker and Alfred Baker were brothers.
+
+Continuing the Yale list, there have been the Hinkeys, Frank and Louis,
+who need no praise as wonderful players--Charlie and Johnny de
+Saulles--Sherman and "Ted" Coy--W. O. Hickok, the famous guard of '92,
+'93 and '94 and his brother Ross--Herbert and Malcolm McBride, both of
+whom played fullback--Tad Jones and his brother Howard--the Philbins,
+Steve and Holliday--Charlie Chadwick and his younger brother, George,
+who captained his team in 1902. Their father before them was an athlete.
+
+In Harvard there have been the Traffords, Perry and Bernie--Arthur
+Brewer and Charley the fleet of foot, who ran ninety yards in the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1895 and caught Suter from behind--the two
+Shaws,--Evarts Wrenn, '92 and his famous cousin Bob who played tennis
+quite as well as he played football.
+
+[Illustration: HOBEY BAKER WALTER CAMP, JR. SNAKE AMES, JR.]
+
+Princeton, too, has seen many pairs of brothers--"Beef" Wheeler, the
+famous guard of '92, '93 and '94 and Bert Wheeler, the splendid fullback
+of '98 and '99 whose cool-headed playing helped us win from Yale both in
+Princeton and at New Haven--the Rosengartens, Albert and his cousin
+Fritz and Albert's brother who played for Pennsylvania--the Tibbotts,
+Dave and Fred--J. R. Church, '88, and Bill Church, the roaring, stamping
+tackle of '95 and '96--Ross and Steve McClave--Harry and George
+Lathrope--Jarvis Geer and Marshall Geer who played with me on teams at
+both school and college--Billy Bannard and Horace Bannard--Fred Kafer
+and Dana Kafer, the first named being also the very best amateur catcher
+I have ever seen. Fred Kafer, by the way, furnished an interesting
+anachronism in that while he was one of the ablest mathematicians of his
+time in college he found it wellnigh impossible to remember his football
+signals! Let us not forget, too, Bal Ballin, who was a Princeton
+captain, and his brother Cyril.
+
+In other colleges, the instances of football skill developed by
+brotherly emulation have been nearly as well marked. Dartmouth, for
+instance, produced the Bankhart brothers--Cornell, the Starbucks--one
+of them, Raymond, captaining his team--the Cools, Frank and Gib--the
+latter being picked by good judges as the All-America center in
+1915--and the Warners, Bill and Glenn.
+
+The greatest three players from any one family that ever played the
+backfield would probably be the three Draper brothers--Louis, Phil and
+Fred. All went to Williams and all were stars; heavy, fast backs, who
+were good both on defense and offense, capable of doing an immense
+amount of work and never getting hurt.
+
+At Pennsylvania, there have been the Folwells, Nate and R. C. Folwell
+and the Woodruffs, George and Wiley, although George Woodruff,
+originator of the celebrated "guards back," was a Yale man long before
+he coached at Pennsylvania. It is impossible for any one who saw Jack
+Minds play to forget this great back of '94, '95, '96 and '97, whose
+brother also wore the Red and Blue a few years later.
+
+Doubtless there have been many more fathers, brothers and sons who have
+been equally famous and I ask indulgence for my sins of omission, for
+the list is long. Principally, I have recalled their names for the
+reason that I knew or now know many of these great players intimately
+and so have learned the curious longing--perhaps "passion"--for the game
+which is passed from one to the other of a football family. In a way
+this might be compared with the military spirit which allows a family
+to state proudly that "_we_ have always been Army (or Navy) people." And
+who shall say that the clash and conflict of this game, invented and
+played only by thoroughly virile men, are not productive of precisely
+those qualities of which the race may, some day, well stand in need. If
+by the passing down from father to son and from brother to brother of a
+spirit of cheerful self-denial throughout the hard fall months--of grim
+doggedness under imminent defeat and of fair play at all times, whether
+victor or vanquished--a finer, truer sense of what a man may be and do
+is forged out of the raw material, then football may feel that it has
+served a purpose even nobler than that of being simply America's
+greatest college game.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII
+
+OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS
+
+
+There are not many football enthusiasts who analyze the factors that
+bring victory. Many of us do not appreciate the importance attached to
+the trainer, or realize the great part that he plays, until we are out
+of college. We know that the men who bore the brunt of the battle have
+received their full share of glory--the players and coaches.
+
+But there arises in the midst of our athletic world men who trained, men
+who safeguarded the players. Trainers have been associated with football
+since the early eighties, and a careful trainer's eye should ever be on
+the lookout wherever football is played. Players, coaches and trainers
+go hand in hand in football.
+
+Every one of these men that I have known has had a strong personality.
+Each one, however, differed somewhat from the others. There is a great
+affection on the part of the players for the man who cares for their
+athletic welfare. These men are often more than mere trainers. Their
+personalities have carried them farther than the dressing room. Their
+interest in the boys has continued after they left college. Their
+influence has been a lasting one, morally, as well as physically.
+
+On account of their association, the trainers keep pace with the men
+about them; not limiting their interest to athletics. They are always
+found entertaining at the athletic banquets, and their personalities
+count for much on the campus. They are all but boys grown up, with well
+known athletic records behind them. In the hospital, or in the quietness
+of a college room, or on trips, the trainer is a friend and adviser.
+
+Go and talk to the trainer of the football team if you want to get an
+unbiased opinion of the team's work or of the value of the individual
+coaches. Some of our trainers know much about the game of football--the
+technical side--and their advice is valuable.
+
+Every trainer longs to handle good material, but more power to the
+trainer who goes ahead with what he's got and makes the best out of it
+without a murmur. In our recollections we know of teams that were
+reported to be going stale--"over-trained"--"a team of cripples"--who
+slumped--could not stand the test--were easily winded--could not endure.
+
+They were nightmares to the trainer. Soon you read in the daily press
+indications that a change of trainer is about to take place in such a
+college.
+
+Then we turn to another page of our recollections where we read:
+
+"The team is fit to play the game of their lives." "Only eleven men
+were used in to-day's game." "Great tribute to the trainer." "Men could
+have played all day"--"no time taken out"--"not a man injured"--"pink of
+condition." Usually all this spells victory.
+
+Jack McMasters was the first trainer that I met. "Scottie," as every one
+affectionately called him, never asked a man to work for him any harder
+than he would work himself. In a former chapter you have read how Jack
+and I put in some hard work together.
+
+I recall a trip to Boston, where Princeton was to play Harvard. Most of
+the Princeton team had retired for the night. About ten o'clock Arthur
+Poe came down into the corridor of the Vendome Hotel and told "Scottie"
+that Bill Church and Johnny Baird were upstairs taking a cold shower.
+
+Jack was furious, and without stopping for the elevator hustled upstairs
+two steps at a time only to find both of these players sound asleep in
+bed. Needless to say that Arthur Poe kept out of sight until Jack
+retired for the night. A trainer's life is not all pleasure.
+
+Once after the train had started from Princeton this same devilish
+Arthur Poe, as Jack would call him, rushed up forward to where Jack was
+sitting in the train and said:
+
+"Jack, I don't see Bummie Booth anywhere on the train. I guess he must
+have been left behind."
+
+With much haste and worry Jack made a hurried search of the entire train
+to find Booth sitting in the last seat in the rear car with a broad grin
+on his face.
+
+Jack's training experience was a very broad one. He trained many
+victorious teams at Harvard after he left Princeton and was finally
+trainer at Annapolis. A pronounced decoration that adorns "Scottie" is a
+much admired bunch of gold footballs and baseballs, which he wears
+suspended from his watch chain--in fact, so many, that he has had to
+have his chain reinforced. If you could but sit down with Jack and
+admire this prized collection and listen to some of his prized
+achievements--humorous stories of the men he has trained and some of the
+victories which these trophies designate you would agree with me that no
+two covers could hold them.
+
+But we must leave Jack for the present at home with his family in Sandy
+Hook Cottage, Drummore by Stranraer, Scotland, in the best of health,
+happy in his recollection of a service well rendered and appreciated by
+every one who knew him.
+
+
+Jim Robinson
+
+There was something about Jim Robinson that made the men who knew him in
+his training days refer to him as "Dear Old Jim," and although he no
+longer cries out from the side lines "trot up, men," a favorite
+expression of his when he wanted to keep the men stirring about, there
+still lives within all of us who knew him a keen appreciation of his
+service and loyalty to the different colleges where he trained.
+
+He began training at Princeton in 1883 and he finished his work there.
+How fine was the tribute that was paid him on the day of his funeral!
+Dolly Dillon, captain of the 1906 team, and his loyal team mates, all of
+whom had been carefully attended by Jim Robinson on the football field
+that fall, acted as pallbearers. There was also a host of old athletes
+and friends from all over the country who came to pay their last tribute
+to this great sportsman and trainer.
+
+Mike Murphy and Jim Robinson were always contesting trainers. At
+Princeton that day with the team gathered around, Murphy related some
+interesting and touching experiences of Jim's career.
+
+Jim's family still lives at Princeton, and on one of my recent visits
+there, I called upon Mrs. Robinson. We talked of Jim, and I saw again
+the loving cups and trophies that Jim had shown me years before.
+
+Jim Robinson trained many of the heroes of the old days, Hector Cowan
+being one of them. In later years he idolized the playing of that great
+football hero, John DeWitt, who appreciated all that Jim did to make
+his team the winner. The spirit of Jim Robinson was comforting as well
+as humorous. No mention of Jim would be complete without his dialect.
+
+[Illustration: THE ELECT]
+
+He was an Englishman and abused his h's in a way that was a delight to
+the team. Ross McClave tells of fun at the training table one day when
+he asked Jim how to spell "saloon." Jim, smiling broadly and knowing he
+was to amuse these fellows as he had the men in days gone by, said:
+"Hess--Hay--Hell--two Hoes--and--a Hen."
+
+Few men got more work out of a team than did Jim Robinson. There was
+always a time for play and a time for work with Jim.
+
+
+Mike Murphy
+
+Mike Murphy was the dean of trainers.
+
+Bob Torrey, one of the most remarkable center-rushes that Pennsylvania
+ever had, is perhaps one of the greatest admirers of Mike Murphy during
+his latter years. Torrey can tell it better than I can.
+
+"Murphy's sense of system was wonderful; he was a keen observer and had
+a remarkable memory; he seemed to do very little in the way of
+bookkeeping, but his mind was carefully pigeon-holed and was a perfect
+card index.
+
+"He could have thirty men on the field at once and carry on
+conversations with visitors and graduates; issue orders to workmen and
+never lose sight of a single one of his men. He was popular wherever he
+went. His fame was not only known here, but abroad. His charm of manner
+and his cheerful courage will be remembered by all who knew him, but
+only those who knew him well realize what an influence he had on the
+boys with whom he worked, and how high were his ideals of manhood. The
+amount of good done by Mike Murphy in steering boys into the right track
+can never be estimated."
+
+Prep' School boys athletically inclined followed Murphy. Many a man went
+to college in order to get Murphy's training. He was an athletic magnet.
+
+
+"The Old Mike"
+
+The town of Natick, Mass., boasts of Mike Murphy's early days. Wonderful
+athletic traditions centered there. His early days were eventful for his
+athletic success, as he won all kinds of professional prizes for short
+distance running. Boyhood friends of Mike Murphy tell of the comradeship
+among Mike Murphy, Keene Fitzpatrick, Pooch and Piper Donovan--all
+Natick boys. They give glowing accounts of the "truck team" consisting
+of this clever quartet, each of whom were "ten-second" men in the
+sprinting game.
+
+If that great event which was run off at the Marlboro Fair and Cattle
+Show could be witnessed to-day, thousands of admirers would love to see
+in action those trainers, see them as the Natick Hose truck defeated
+the Westboro team that day, and sent the Westboro contingent home with
+shattered hopes and empty pocketbooks.
+
+"In connection with Army-Navy games," writes Crolius of Dartmouth, "I'll
+never forget Mike Murphy's wonderful ability to read men's condition by
+their 'mental attitude.' He was nearly infallible in his diagnosis."
+
+Once we questioned Mike. He said, "Go get last year's money back, you're
+going to lick them!" And true to his uncanny understanding he was right.
+Was it any wonder that men gave Murphy the credit due him?
+
+Mike Murphy had a strong influence over the players. He was their
+ever-present friend. He could talk to a man, and his personality could
+reach farther than any of the coaches. The teams that Murphy talked to
+between the halves, both at Yale and Pennsylvania, were always inspired.
+Mike Murphy always gave a man something of himself.
+
+It is interesting to read what a fellow trainer, Keene Fitzpatrick, has
+to say of Mike:
+
+"Mike first started to train at Yale. Then he went to the Detroit
+Athletic Club in Detroit; then he came back to Yale; then he went to the
+University of Pennsylvania; then back to Yale again, and finally back to
+the University of Penn', where he died.
+
+"We were always great friends and got together every summer; we used to
+go up to a little country town, Westboro, on a farm; had a little room
+in a farmhouse outside of the town of Natick, and there we used to get
+together every year (Mike and Fitz') and share our opinions, and compare
+and give each other the benefit of our discoveries of the season's work.
+
+"Murphy was one of the greatest sprinters this world ever had. They
+called him 'stucky' because he had so much grit and determination. The
+year after Mike died the Intercollegiate was held at Cambridge. All the
+trainers got together and a lot of flowers were sent out to Mike's grave
+in Hopkinton, Massachusetts."
+
+
+A CHAT WITH POOCH DONOVAN
+
+Pooch Donovan's success at Harvard goes hand in hand with that of
+Haughton.
+
+In the great success of Harvard's Varsity, year after year, the fine
+hand of the trainer has been noticeable. Harvard's teams have stood the
+test wonderfully well, and all the honors that go with victory have been
+heaped upon Pooch Donovan's head.
+
+Every man on the Harvard squad knows that Donovan can get as much work
+out of his players as it is possible for any human being to get out of
+them. Pooch Donovan served at Yale in 1888, 1889 and 1890, when Mike
+Murphy was trainer there. He and Donovan used to have long talks
+together and they were ever comparing notes on the training of varsity
+teams. Pooch Donovan owes much to Mike Murphy, and the latter was
+Pooch's loyal supporter.
+
+"What made Mike Murphy a sturdy man, was that he was such a hard
+loser--he could not stand to lose," says Donovan.
+
+"You know the thing that keeps me young is working shoulder to shoulder
+with these young fellows." This to me, in the dressing-room, where we
+have no time for anything but cold truths. "It was the same thing that
+kept Mike Murphy going ten years after the doctors said he would soon be
+all in. That was when he returned to Yale, after he had been at
+Pennsylvania. There is something about this sort of work that
+invigorates us and keeps us young. I'm no longer a young man in years,
+but it is the spirit and inspiration of youth with which this work
+identifies me that keeps me really young."
+
+When I asked Pooch about Eddie Mahan's great all-around ability, his
+face lighted up, and I saw immediately that what I had heard was
+true--that Donovan simply idolized Eddie Mahan. Mahan lives in Natick,
+Massachusetts, where Donovan also has his home. He has seen Ned Mahan
+grow to manhood. Mahan had his first football training as a player on
+the Natick High School team.
+
+"Ned Mahan," said Pooch, "was the best all-around football man I have
+ever handled. He was easy to handle, eager to do as he was told, and he
+never caused the trainer any worry. Up to the very last moment he
+played, he was eager to learn everything he could that would improve his
+game. He had lots of football ability.
+
+"You know Mahan was a great star at Andover. He kicked wonderfully there
+and was good in all departments of the game, and he improved a hundred
+per cent. after he came to Harvard."
+
+Pooch Donovan told me about the first day that Eddie Mahan came out upon
+the Harvard field. At Cambridge, little is known by the head coach about
+a freshman's ability. One day Haughton said to Pooch Donovan:
+
+"Where is that Natick friend of yours? Bring him over to the Stadium and
+let's see him kick."
+
+Donovan got Mahan and Haughton said to Mahan:
+
+"Let's see you kick."
+
+Mahan boosted the ball seventy yards, and Haughton said:
+
+"What kind of a kick is that?"
+
+Mahan thought it was a great kick.
+
+"How do you think any ends can cover that?" said Haughton.
+
+Mahan thereupon kicked a couple more, low ones, but they went about as
+far.
+
+"Who told you _you_ could kick?" quoth Haughton. "You must kick high
+enough for your ends to cover the distance."
+
+"Take it easy and don't get excited," Donovan was whispering to Mahan
+on the side. "Take your time, Ned."
+
+But Mahan continued kicking from bad to worse. Haughton was getting
+disgusted, and finally remarked:
+
+"Your ends never can cover those punts."
+
+Mahan then kicked one straight up over his head, and the first word ever
+uttered by him on the Harvard field, was his reply to Haughton:
+
+"I guess almost any end can cover _that_ punt," he said.
+
+Donovan tells me that he used to carry in his pocket a few blank
+cartridges for starting sprinters. Sitting on a bench with some friends,
+on Soldiers' Field, one day he reached into his hip pocket for some
+loose tobacco. Unconsciously he stuffed into the heel of his pipe a
+blank cartridge that had become mixed with the tobacco. The gun club was
+practicing within hearing distance of the field. As Donovan lighted his
+pipe the cartridge went off. He thought he was shot. Leaping to his feet
+he ran down the field, his friends after him.
+
+"I was surprised at my own physical condition--at my being able to stand
+so well the shock of being shot," says Donovan in telling the story. "My
+friends thought also that I was shot. But when I slowed up, still
+bewildered, and they caught up with me, they were puzzled to see my face
+covered with powder marks and a broken pipe stem sticking out of my
+mouth.
+
+"Not until then did any of us realize what had really happened. The
+cartridge had grazed my nose slightly, but outside of that I was all
+right. Since then I am very careful what I put in my tobacco."
+
+Eddie is known as "Pooch Donovan's pet." Probably the bluest time that
+Donovan ever had--in fact, he says it was the bluest--was when Eddie
+Mahan had an off-day in the Stadium. That was the day when Cornell beat
+Harvard. Mahan himself says it was the worst day he ever had in his
+life, and he blames himself.
+
+"It was just as things will come sometimes," Pooch said to me. "Nobody
+knows why they will come, but come they will once in a while."
+
+"Burr, the great Harvard captain," said Pooch, "was a natural born
+leader of men. He knew a lot of football and Haughton thought the world
+of him. Burr went along finely until the last week of the season. Then,
+in falling on the ball, he bruised his shoulder, and would not allow
+himself to go into the Yale game. It was really this display of good
+judgment on his part that enabled Harvard to win.
+
+"Too often a team has been handicapped by the playing of a crippled
+veteran. As a matter of fact, the worst kind of a substitute is often
+better than a crippled player. The fact that the great captain, Burr,
+stood on the side lines while his team was playing, urged his team mates
+on to greater efforts.
+
+"In this same game the opposite side of this question was demonstrated.
+Bobbie Burch, the Yale captain, who had been injured the week before the
+game, was put in the game. His injury handicapped the Yale team
+considerably."
+
+Pooch Donovan has been eight years at Harvard. He has five gold
+footballs, which he prizes and wears on his watch chain. During the
+eight years there have been five victories over Yale, two ties and one
+defeat. Pooch has been a football player himself and the experience has
+made him a better trainer.
+
+In 1895 he played on Temple's team of the Duquesne Athletic Club. He was
+trainer and halfback, and was very fond of the game. Later on he played
+in Cleveland against the Chicago Athletic Club, on whose team played
+Heffelfinger, Sport Donnelly, and other famous knights of the gridiron.
+
+"In the morning we did everything we could to make the stay of the
+visiting team pleasant," says Donovan, regarding those days, "but in the
+afternoon it was different, and in the midst of the game a fellow
+couldn't help wondering how men could be so nice to each other in the
+morning and so rough in the afternoon."
+
+Pooch Donovan cannot say enough in favor of Doctor E. H. Nichols, the
+doctor for the Harvard team. Pooch's judgment is endorsed by many a
+Harvard man that I have talked to.
+
+
+Keene Fitzpatrick
+
+When Biffy Lea was coaching at the University of Michigan in 1901, it
+was my opportunity and privilege to see something of Western football. I
+was at Ann Arbor assisting Lea the last week before Michigan played
+Chicago. Michigan was defeated. That night at a banquet given to the
+Michigan team, there arose a man to respond to a toast.
+
+His words were cheering to the men and roused them out of the gloom of
+despair and defeat to a strong hope for the coming year. That man was
+Keene Fitzpatrick. I had heard much about him, but now that I really had
+come to meet him I realized what a magnetic man he was.
+
+He knew men and how to get the best out of them. Fitzpatrick went from
+Michigan to Yale, from Yale back to Michigan, and then to Princeton,
+where Princeton men hope he will always stay.
+
+Michigan admirers were loath to lose Fitzpatrick and their tribute to
+him on leaving was as follows:
+
+"The University of Michigan combination was broken yesterday when Keene
+Fitzpatrick announced that he had accepted Princeton's offer, to take
+effect in the fall of 1910. He was trainer for Michigan for 15 years.
+For five years Fitz' has been sought by every large university in the
+East.
+
+"What was Michigan's loss, was Princeton's gain. He made men better,
+not alone physically, but morally. His work has been uplifting along all
+lines of university activities. In character and example he is as great
+and untiring as in his teaching and precept. The final and definite
+knowledge of his determination to leave Michigan is a severe blow to the
+students all of whom know and appreciate his work. Next to President
+Angell, no man of the University of Michigan, in the last ten years, has
+exerted a more wholesome influence upon the students than has Keene
+Fitzpatrick. His work brought him in close touch with the students and
+his influence over them for good has been wonderful. He is a man of
+ideals and clean life."
+
+"To 'Fitz,' as the boys called him, as much as to the great coach Yost
+is due Michigan's fine record in football. His place will be hard to
+fill. Fitz has aided morally in placing athletics on a high plane and in
+cultivating a fine spirit of sportsmanship. He was elected an honorary
+member of the class of 1913 at Princeton. The Secretary of the class
+wrote him a letter in which he said: 'The senior class deeply
+appreciates your successful efforts, and in behalf of the University
+takes this opportunity of expressing its indebtedness to you for the
+valuable results which you have accomplished.'"
+
+Yost had a high opinion of Fitzpatrick.
+
+"Fitz and I worked together for nine years," writes Yost. "We were like
+brothers during that association at Michigan. There is no one person
+who contributed so much to the University of Michigan as this great
+trainer. His wonderful personality, his expert assistance and that great
+optimism of his stood out as his leading qualifications. My association
+with him is one of the pleasantest recollections of my life. He put the
+men in shape, trained them and developed them. They were 'usable' all
+the time. He is a trainer who has his men in the finest mental condition
+possible. I don't think there was ever a trainer who kept men more fit,
+physically and mentally, than Keene Fitzpatrick."
+
+There were in Michigan two players, brothers, who were far apart in
+skill. Keene says one was of varsity calibre, but wanted his brother,
+too, to make the Eleven. "Once," says Keene, "when we were going on a
+trip, John, who was a better player, said, 'I will not go if Joe cannot
+go,' so in order to get John, we had to take Joe."
+
+Fitzpatrick tells of an odd experience in football. "In 1901 Michigan
+went out to Southern California and played Leland Stanford University at
+Pasadena, January 1. When the Michigan team left Ann Arbor for
+California in December, it was 12° below zero and when they played on
+New Year's it was 80° at 3 P. M."
+
+Stanford was supposed to have a big advantage due to the climate.
+Michigan won by a score of 49 to 0. Michigan used but eleven men in the
+game, and it was their first scrimmage since Thanksgiving Day. A funny
+thing happened en route to Pasadena.
+
+"Every time the train stopped," said Keene, "we hustled the men out to
+give them practice running through signals and passing the ball.
+Everything went well until we arrived in Ogden, Utah. We hustled the men
+out as usual for a work-out, and in less than two minutes the men were
+all in, lying down on the ground, gasping for breath. We could not
+understand what was wrong, until some one came along and reminded us
+that we were in a very high altitude and that it affected people who
+were not accustomed to it. We all felt better when we received that
+information."
+
+
+Michael J. Sweeney
+
+There are few trainers in our prep. schools who can match the record of
+Mike Sweeney. He has been an important part of the Hill School's
+athletics for years. Many of the traditions of this school are grouped,
+in fact, about his personality. Hill School boys are loud in their
+praises of Sweeney's achievements. He always had a strong hold on the
+students there. He has given many a boy words of encouragement that have
+helped him on in the school, and this same boy has come back to him in
+after life to get words of advice.
+
+Many colleges tried to sever his connection with Hill School. I know
+that at one time Princeton was very anxious to get Sweeney's services.
+He was happy at Hill School, however, and decided to stay. It was there
+at Hill School that Sweeney turned out some star athletes. Perhaps one
+of the most prominent was Tom Shevlin. Sweeney saw great possibilities
+in Shevlin. He taught him the fundamentals that made Shevlin one of the
+greatest ends that ever played at Yale. He typified Sweeney's ideal
+football player. Shevlin never lost an opportunity to express
+appreciation of what Sweeney had done for him.
+
+Tom gave all credit for his athletic ability to Mike Sweeney of Hill and
+Mike Murphy of Yale. His last desire for Yale athletics was to bring
+Sweeney to Yale and have him installed, not as a direct coach or trainer
+of any team, but more as a general athletic director, connected with the
+faculty, to advise and help in all branches of college sport.
+
+Tom Shevlin idolized Sweeney. Those who were at the banquet of the 1905
+team at Cambridge will recall the tribute that Shevlin then paid to him.
+He declared that he regarded Sweeney as "the world's greatest brain on
+all forms of athletics."
+
+Whenever Mike Sweeney puts his heart into his work he is one of the most
+completely absorbed men I know.
+
+Sweeney possesses an uncanny insight into the workings of the games and
+individuals. Oftentimes as he sits on the side lines he can foretell an
+accident coming to a player.
+
+Mike was sitting on the Yale side lines one day, and remarked to Ed
+Wylie, a former Hill School player--a Yale substitute at that time:
+
+"They ought to take Smith out of the game; he shows signs of weakening.
+You'd better go tell the trainer to do it."
+
+But before Wylie could get to the trainer, several plays had been run
+off and the man who had played too long received an injury, and was done
+for. Sweeney's predictions generally ring true.
+
+It is rather remarkable, and especially fortunate that a prep. school
+should have such an efficient athletic director. For thirteen years
+Sweeney acted in that capacity and coached all the teams. He taught
+other men to teach football.
+
+
+Jack Moakley
+
+Had any one gone to Ithaca in the hope of obtaining the services of Jack
+Moakley, the Cornell trainer, he would have found this popular trainer's
+friends rising up and showing him the way to the station, because there
+never has been a human being who could sever the relations between Jack
+Moakley and Cornell.
+
+The record he has made with his track teams alone entitles him to a high
+place, if not the highest place, on the trainer's roll of honor. To tell
+of his achievements would fill an entire chapter, but as we are
+confining ourselves to football, his work in this department of Cornell
+sports stands on a par with any football trainer.
+
+Jack Moakley takes his work very seriously and no man works any harder
+on the Cornell squad than does their trainer. Costello, a Cornell
+captain of years ago, relates the following incident:
+
+"Jack Moakley had a man on his squad who had a great habit of digging up
+unusual fads, generally in the matter of diet. At this particular time
+he had decided to live solely on grape nuts. As he was one of the best
+men on the team, Jack did not burden himself with trouble over this fad,
+although at several times Moakley told him that he might improve if he
+would eat some real food. However, when this man started a grape nut
+campaign among the younger members of the squad he aroused Jack's ire
+and upon his arrival at the field house he wiped the black board clean
+of all instructions and in letters a foot high wrote:
+
+    "They who eat beef are beefy."
+    "They who eat nuts are nutty."
+
+The resultant kidding finally made the old beefsteak popular with our
+friend.
+
+
+Johnny Mack
+
+It would not seem natural if one failed to see Johnny Mack on the side
+lines where Yale is playing. In eleven years at New Haven Yale teams
+were never criticised on account of their condition. The physical
+condition of the Yale team has always been left entirely in Johnny
+Mack's hands, and the hard contests that they went through in the season
+of 1915 were enough to worry any trainer. Johnny Mack was always
+optimistic.
+
+There is much humor in Johnny Mack. It is amusing to hear Johnny tell of
+the experience that he and Pooch Donovan had in a Paris restaurant, and
+I'm sure you can all imagine the rest. Johnny said they got along pretty
+well with their French until they ordered potatoes and the waiters
+brought in a peck of peas.
+
+It is a difficult task for a trainer to tell whether a player is fully
+conscious of all that is going on in a game. Sometimes a hard tackle or
+a blow on the head will upset a man. Johnny Mack tells a story that
+illustrates this fact:
+
+"There was a quarterback working in the game one day. I thought he was
+going wrong. I said to the coach: 'I think something has happened to our
+quarterback.' He told me to go out and look him over. I went out and
+called the captain to one side after I had permission from the Referee.
+I asked him if he thought the quarterback was going right. He replied
+that he thought he was, but called out some signals to him to see if he
+knew them. The quarter answered the captain's questions after a fashion
+and the captain was satisfied, but, just the same, he didn't look good
+to me. I asked the captain to let me give him a signal; one we never
+used, and one the captain did not even know.
+
+"Said I, 'What's this one--48-16-32-12?'
+
+"'That's me through the right end,' he said.
+
+"'Not on your life, old man,' said I, 'that's you and me to the side
+lines!'
+
+"I remember one fall," says Johnny, "when we were very shy on big
+material at Yale. The coaches told me to take a walk about the campus
+and hunt up some big fellows who might possibly come out for football.
+While going along the Commons at noon, the first fellow I met was a big,
+fine looking man, a 210 pounder at least, with big, broad shoulders. I
+stopped him and asked if he had ever played football.
+
+"'Yes,' he said, 'I played a little at school. I'll come out next week.'
+I told him not to bother about next week, but to come out that
+afternoon--that I'd meet him at the gym' at one o'clock and have some
+clothes for him. He came at one o'clock and I told one of the rubbers to
+have some clothes ready. When I came back at 1:30 and looked around I
+couldn't recognize him. 'Where in the world is my big fellow?' I said to
+Jim the rubber.
+
+"'Your big fellow? Why, he just passed you,' said Jim.
+
+"'No,' said I, 'that can't be the man; that must be some consumptive.'
+
+"'Just the same, that's your big fellow in his football suit,' said
+Jim. 'The biggest part of him is hanging up in there on a nail.'
+
+"_Some_ tailors, these fellows have nowadays."
+
+Johnny Mack further tells of an amusing incident in Foster Sanford's
+coaching.
+
+"At early practice in New Haven Sanford was working the linemen," says
+Johnny. "He picked a green, husky looking boy out of the line of
+candidates and was soon playing against him. He didn't know who Sandy
+was, and believe me, Sandy was handling him pretty rough to see what he
+was made of. The first thing you know the fellow was talking to himself
+and, when Sandy was careless, suddenly shot over a stiff one on Sandy's
+face and yelled:
+
+"'I'm going to have you know that no man's going to push _me_ around
+this field.'
+
+"Sandy was happy as could be. He patted the chap on the back and roared,
+'Good stuff; you're all right. You're the kind of a man I want. We can
+use men like you!'
+
+"But Foster Sanford was not the only old-timer who could take the young
+ones' hard knocks," says Johnny. "I've seen Heffelfinger come back to
+Yale Field after being out of college twenty years and play with the
+scrubs for fifty-five minutes without a layoff! I never saw a man with
+such endurance.
+
+"Ted Coy was a big, good-natured fellow. He was never known to take time
+out in a game in the four years he played football. In his senior year
+he didn't play until the West Point game. While West Point was putting
+it all over us, Coy was on the side lines, frantically running up and
+down. But we had strict instructions from the doctor not to play him, no
+matter what happened.
+
+"Suddenly Coy said: 'Johnny, let me in. I'm not going to have my team
+licked by this crowd.' And in he jumped.
+
+"I saw him call Philbin up alongside of him and the first thing I knew I
+saw Philbin and Coy running up the field like a couple of deer. In just
+three plays they took the ball from our own 5-yard line to a touchdown.
+After that there was a different spirit in the team. Coy was an
+inspiration to his players."
+
+"One more story," says Johnny.
+
+"There were two boys at New Haven. Their first names were Jack, and both
+were substitutes on the scrub. About the middle of the second half in
+the Harvard game, the coach told me to go and warm up Jack. One of the
+Jacks jumped up, while the other Jack sank back on the bench with
+surprise and sorrow on his face. Seeing that a mistake had been made, I
+said, 'Not you, but _you_, Jack,' and pointed to the other. As the right
+Jack jumped up, the cloudy face turned to sunshine, as only a football
+player can imagine, and the sunny smile of the first Jack turned to
+deepest gloom, an affecting sight I shall never forget."
+
+
+"Huggins of Brown"
+
+I know of no college trainer who seems to get more pleasure out of his
+work than Huggins of Brown. There are numerous incidents that are
+recorded in this book that have been the experiences of this
+good-natured trainer.
+
+A trainer's life is not always a merry one. Many things occur that tend
+to worry him, but he gets a lot of fun out of it just the same. Huggins
+says:
+
+"Some few years ago Brown had a big lineman on its team who had never
+been to New York, where we went that year to meet Carlisle. The players
+put in quite a bit of time jollying him and having all sorts of fun at
+his expense. We stopped at one of the big hotels, and the rooms were on
+the seventh and eighth floors. In the rooms were the rope fire escapes,
+common in those days, knotted every foot or so. The big lineman asked
+what it was for, and the other fellows told him, but added that this
+room was the only one so equipped and that he must look sharp that none
+of the others helped themselves to it for their protection against fire.
+
+"That night, as usual, I was making my rounds after the fellows had gone
+to bed. Coming into this player's room I saw that he was asleep, but
+that there appeared to be some strange, unusual lump in the bed. I
+immediately woke him to find out what it was. Much to my amusement, I
+discovered that he had wound about fifteen feet of the rope around his
+body and I had an awful job trying to assure him that the boys had been
+fooling him. Nothing that I could say, however, would convince him, and
+I left him to resume his slumbers with the rope still wrapped tightly
+about his body."
+
+Huggins not only believes that Brown University is a good place to
+train, but he thinks it is a good place to send his boy. He has a son
+who is a freshman at Brown as I write. Huggins went to Brown in the fall
+of 1896, as trainer. Here is another good Huggins story:
+
+"Sprackling, our All-American quarterback of a few years ago, always had
+his nerve with him and, however tight the place, generally managed to
+get out with a whole skin. But I recall one occasion when the wind was
+taken out of his sails; he was at a loss what to say or how to act. We
+were talking over prospects on the steps in front of the Brown Union one
+morning just before college opened, the fall that he was captain, when a
+young chap came up and said:
+
+"'Are you Sprackling, Captain of the Team?'
+
+"'That's me,' replied Sprack.
+
+"'Well, I'm coming out for quarterback,' the young man declared, 'and I
+expect to make it. I can run the 100 in ten-one and the 220 in evens and
+I'm a good quarterback. I'm going to beat you out of your job.'
+
+"Sprack, for once in his life, was flustered to death. When several of
+the boys who were nearby and had heard the conversation, began to laugh,
+he grew red in the face and quickly got up and walked away without a
+word. But before I could recover myself, the promising candidate had
+disappeared."
+
+Harry Tuthill, specialist in knees and ankles, was the first trainer
+West Point ever had. When he turned up at the Academy he was none too
+sure that a football was made of leather and blown up.
+
+He got his job at the Point through the bandaging of Ty Cobb's ankle. An
+Army coach saw him do it and said:
+
+"Harry, if you can do that, the way you do it, come to West Point and do
+it for us."
+
+Tuthill was none too welcome to the authorities other than the football
+men. In the eyes of the superintendent every cadet was fit to do
+anything that might be required of him.
+
+"You've got to make good with the Supe," said the coaches.
+
+So Harry went out and watched the dress parade and the ensuing double
+time review. After the battalion was dismissed, Tuthill was introduced
+to the Superintendent.
+
+"Well, Mr. Tuthill," said the Superintendent, "I'm glad to meet you, but
+I really do not see what we need of a trainer."
+
+Harry shifted his feet and gathering courage blurted out:
+
+"Run those boys around again and then ask them to whistle."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+There are many other trainers who deserve mention in this chapter, men
+who are earnestly and loyally giving up their lives to the training of
+the young men in our different colleges, but space will not permit to
+take up any more of these interesting characters. Their tribute must be
+a silent one, not only from myself but from the undergraduates and
+graduates of the colleges to which they belong and upon whose shoulders
+are heaped year after year honors which are due them.
+
+
+FIRST DOCTOR IN CHARGE OF ANY TEAM
+
+Doctor W. M. Conant, Harvard '79, says:
+
+"I believe I was the first doctor associated with the Harvard team, and
+so far as I know, the first doctor who was in charge of any team at any
+college. At Harvard this custom has been kept up. I was requested by
+Arthur Cumnock, who had been beaten the previous year by Yale, to come
+out and help him win a game. This I consented to do provided I had
+absolute control of the medical end of the team, which consisted not
+only of taking care of the men who were injured, but also of their diet.
+This has since been taken up by the trainer.
+
+"The late George Stewart and the late George Adams were the coaches in
+charge that year, and my recollections of some of the difficulties that
+arose because of new methods are very enjoyable--even at this late day.
+So far as I know this was the first season men were played in the same
+position opposite one another. In other words, there was an attempt to
+form a second eleven--which is now a well recognized condition.
+
+"I had a house built under the grandstand where every man from our team
+was stripped, rubbed dry and put into a new suit of clothes, also given
+a certain amount of hot drink as seemed necessary. This was a thing
+which had never been done before, and in my opinion had a large
+influence in deciding the game in Harvard's favor; as the men went out
+upon the field in the second half almost as fresh as when they started
+the first half.
+
+"I remember that I had not seen a victory over Yale since I was
+graduated from college in 1879. Some of the suggestions that I made
+about the time men should be played were laughed at. The standpoint I
+took was that a man should not be allowed by the coach to play until he
+was deemed fit. The physician in charge was also a matter of serious
+discussion. Many of these points are now so well established that to the
+present generation it is hardly possible to make them realize that from
+1890 to 1895 it was necessary to make a fight to establish certain
+well-known methods.
+
+"What would the present football man think of being played for one and
+one-half hours whether he was in shape or not? The present football man
+does not appreciate what some of the older college graduates went
+through in order to bring about the present reasonable methods adopted
+in handling the game."
+
+[Illustration: HOW IT HURTS TO LOSE]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII
+
+NIGHTMARES
+
+
+There are few players who never experienced defeat in football. At such
+a time sadness reigns. Men who are big in mind and body have broken down
+and cried bitterly. How often in our experience have we seen men taken
+out of the game leaving it as though their hearts would break, only to
+go to the side lines, and there through dimmed eyes view the inevitable
+defeat, realizing that they were no longer a factor in the struggle.
+Such an experience came to Frank Morse in that savage Penn-Princeton
+game of years ago at Trenton. He had given of his best; he played a
+wonderful game, but through an injury he had to be removed to the side
+lines. Let this great hero of the past tell us something about the pangs
+of defeat as he summons them to mind in his San Francisco office after
+an interval of twenty-two years.
+
+"The average American university football player takes his defeats too
+seriously--in the light of my retrospect--much too seriously," writes
+Morse. "As my memory harks back to the blubbering bunch of stalwart
+young manhood that rent the close air of the dressing-room with its
+dismal howls after each of the five defeats in which I participated, I
+am convinced that this is not what the world expects of strong men in
+the hour of adversity.
+
+"A stiff upper lip is what the world admires, and it will extend the
+hand of sympathy and help to the man who can wear it. This should be
+taught by football coaches to their men as a part of the lessons of life
+that football generally is credited with teaching.
+
+"Alex Moffat, than whom no more loyal and enthusiastic Princetonian ever
+lived, to my mind, had the right idea. During one of those periods of
+abysmal depths of despondency into which a losing team is plunged, he
+rushed into the room, waving his arms over his head in his
+characteristic manner, and in his high-pitched voice yelled:
+
+"'Here, boys, get down to work; cut out this crying and get to cussing.'
+
+"Doubtless much of this was due to the strain and the high tension to
+which the men were subjected, but much of it was mere lack of effort at
+restraint.
+
+"Johnny Poe, as stout-hearted a man as ever has, or ever will stand on a
+football field, once said to me:
+
+"'This sob stuff gives me a pain in the neck but, like sea-sickness,
+when the rest of the crowd start business, it's hard to keep out of it.
+Besides, I don't suppose there's any use getting the reputation of
+being exclusive and too stuck up to do what the rest of the gang do.'
+
+"Of the defeats in which I participated, probably none was more
+disheartening than the one suffered at the hands of the University of
+Pennsylvania in 1892 at the Manheim cricket grounds near Philadelphia. I
+shall always believe that the better Princeton team would have won with
+comparative ease had it not been for the wind. In no game in which I
+ever played was the wind so largely the deciding factor in the result.
+The flags on the poles along the stands stood out stiffly as they
+snapped in the half gale.
+
+"Pennsylvania won the toss and elected to have the wind at their backs.
+For forty-five minutes every effort made against the Red and Blue was
+more than nullified by the blustering god Æolus. When Pennsylvania
+kicked, it was the rule and not the exception for the ball to go sailing
+for from one-half to three quarters the length of the field. On the
+other hand, I can see in my mind's eye to-day, as clearly as I did
+during the game, a punt by Sheppard Homans, the Princeton fullback,
+which started over the battling lines into Pennsylvania territory,
+slowed up, hung for an instant in the air and then was swept back to a
+point approximating the line from where it started.
+
+"It was the most helpless and exasperating feeling that I ever
+experienced. The football player who can conceive of a game in which
+under no circumstances was it permissible to kick, but instead provided
+a penalty, can perhaps appreciate the circumstances.
+
+"In the second half, when we changed goals, the flags hung limply
+against their staffs, but we had spent ourselves in the unequal contest
+during the first half."
+
+Nightmares, even those of football, do not always beget sympathy. Upon
+occasion a deal of fun is poked at the victim, and this holds true even
+in the family circle.
+
+Tom Shevlin was noted as the father of a great many good stories, but it
+was proverbial that he refrained from telling one upon himself. However,
+in at least one instance he deviated from habit to the extent of
+relating an incident concerning his father and the father of Charlie
+Rafferty, captain of the Yale 1903 eleven. Tom at the time was a
+sophomore, and Shevlin, senior, who idolized his son, made it a practice
+of attending all important contests in which he participated, came on
+from Minneapolis in his private car to witness the spectacle of Tom's
+single-handed defeat of "The Princetons." As it chanced the Shevlin car
+was put upon a siding adjoining that on which the car of Gill Rafferty
+lay. Rafferty, as a matter of fact, was making his laborious way down
+the steps as Mr. Shevlin emerged from his car. Mr. Rafferty looked up,
+blinked in the November sunlight and then nodded cheerfully. "Well,
+Shevlin," he said, "I suppose by to-night we'll be known simply as the
+fathers of two great Yale favorites." Shevlin nodded and said "he
+fancied such would be the case." A few hours later, in the gloom of the
+twilight, after Yale had been defeated, the elder Shevlin was finding
+his somber way to the steps of his car and met Rafferty face to face.
+Shevlin nodded and was about to pass on without speaking, when Rafferty
+placed his hand upon his shoulder. "Well, Shevlin," he said solemnly, "I
+see we are still old man Shevlin and old man Rafferty."
+
+
+W. C. Rhodes
+
+One has only to hear Jim Rodgers tell the story of Billy Rhodes to
+realize how deeply the iron of football disaster sinks into the soul.
+
+"Rhodes was captain of the losing team in the fall of '90, when Yale's
+Eleven was beaten by Harvard's," Rodgers tells us. "Arthur Cumnock was
+the Harvard captain, and the score was 12 to 6. Two remarkable runs for
+touchdowns made by Dudley Dean and Jim Lee decided the contest.
+
+"For twenty years afterwards, back to Springfield, New Haven or
+Cambridge, wherever the Yale-Harvard games were played, came with the
+regularity of their occurrence, Billy Rhodes.
+
+"He was to be seen the night before, and the morning of the game. He
+always had his tickets for the side line and wore the badge as an
+ex-Yale captain. But the game itself Billy Rhodes never saw.
+
+"If at Springfield, he was to be found in the Massasoit House, walking
+the floor until the result of the game was known. If at New Haven, he
+was not at the Yale Field. He walked around the field and out into the
+woods. If the game was at Cambridge, he was not at Holmes Field, or
+later, at Soldiers' Field.
+
+"When the game was over he would join in the celebration of victory, or
+sink into the misery of defeat, as the case might be. But he never could
+witness a game. The sting of defeat had left its permanent wound."
+
+
+A YALE NIGHTMARE
+
+Those who saw the Army defeat Yale at West Point in 1904 must realize
+what a blow it was to the Blue. The first score came as a result of a
+blocked kick by West Point, which was recovered by Erwin, who picked up
+the ball and dashed across the line for a touchdown. The Army scored the
+second time when Torney cut loose and ran 105 yards for a touchdown.
+
+Sam Morse, captain of the Yale 1906 team, who played right halfback in
+this game, tells how the nightmare of defeat may come upon us at any
+time, even in the early season, and incidentally how it may have its
+compensations.
+
+"An instance of the psychology of football is to be found in the fall
+of 1904, when Jim Hogan was captain of the Yale team," says Morse. "I
+had the pleasure of playing back of him on the defensive in almost every
+game of that year, and I got to depend so much on those bull-like
+charges of his that I fear that if I had been obliged to play back of
+some one else my playing would have been of inferior quality.
+
+"Yale had a fine team that year, defeating both Harvard and Princeton
+with something to spare. The only eleven that scored on us was West
+Point, and they beat us. It is a strange thing that the Cadets always
+seem to give Yale a close game, as in that year even though beaten by
+both Harvard and Princeton by safe scores, and even though Yale beat
+Harvard and Princeton handily, the Army played us to a standstill.
+
+"After the game, as is so often the case when men have played themselves
+out, there was a good deal of sobbing and a good many real tears were
+shed. Every man who has played football will appreciate that there are
+times when it is a very common matter for even a big husky man to weep.
+We were all in the West Point dressing-room when Jim Hogan arose. He
+felt what we all took to be a disgrace more keenly than any of us. There
+was no shake in his voice, however, or any tears in his eyes when he
+bellowed at us to stop blubbering.
+
+"'Don't feel sorry for yourselves. I hope this thing will hurt us all
+enough so that we will profit by it. It isn't a matter to cry over--it's
+a matter to analyze closely and to take into yourself and to digest, and
+finally to prevent its happening again.'
+
+"He drove it home as only Jim Hogan could. At the close Ralph Bloomer
+jumped to his feet and cried:
+
+"'Jim, old man, we are with you, and you are right about it, and we will
+wipe this thing out in a way which will satisfy you and all the rest of
+the college.'
+
+"The whole team followed him. Right then and there that aggregation
+became a Yale football team in the proper sense, and one of the greatest
+Yale football teams that ever played. It was the game followed by Jim's
+speech that made the eleven men a unit for victory.
+
+"If Jim had been allowed to live a few more years the quality of
+leadership that he possessed would have made of him a very prominent and
+powerful man. His memory is one of the dearest things to all of us who
+were team mates or friends of his, but I hardly ever think of him
+without picturing him that particular day in the dressing-room at West
+Point, when in five minutes he made of eleven men a really great
+football team."
+
+Even Eddie Mahan is not immune to the haunting memory of defeat, and
+perhaps because of the very fact that disaster came into his
+brilliant gridiron career only once, and then in his senior year, it
+hit him hard. The manner of its telling by this great player is
+sufficient proof of that. Here is Eddie's story:
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Hunkin   Tilley   Bailey   Snyder   Jewett   Gillies   Miller   Lalley
+Shiverick   Anderson   Menler   Barrett   Cool   Shelton   Collins
+Eckley   Schock   Schlicter   Zander
+
+CORNELL'S GREAT TEAM--1915]
+
+"I enjoyed my football days at Harvard so well that I would like to go
+back each fall and play football for the rest of my life. I wish to
+goodness I could go back and play just one game over--that is the
+Cornell game of 1915. My freshman team won all its games, and during the
+three years that I played for the Harvard Varsity I never figured in a
+losing game except that one. Cornell beat Harvard 10 to 0. The score of
+that game will haunt me all my life long. This game has been a nightmare
+to me ever since. Every time I think of football that game is one of the
+first things that comes to mind. I fumbled a lot. I don't know why, but
+I couldn't seem to hold onto the ball.
+
+"We blocked four kicks, but Cornell recovered every one. We sort of felt
+that there was more than the Cornell team playing against us--a goal
+from the field and a touchdown. Shiverick, of Cornell, stands out in my
+recollection of that game. He was a good kicker. Once he had to kick out
+from behind the goal post down in his own territory. Watson and I were
+both laying for a line buck; playing up close. Shiverick kicked one over
+my head, out of bounds at his own 45-yard line.
+
+"I felt like a burglar after this game, because I felt that I had lost
+it. I was feeling pretty blue until the Monday after the game, when the
+coaches picked eleven men as the Varsity team, and just as soon as they
+sent these eleven men to a section of the field to get acquainted with
+each other--that was the beginning of team work. From the way those
+fellows went at it that day, and from the spirit they showed, we felt
+that no team could ever lick us again, neither Princeton nor Yale. The
+Cornell game acted like a tonic on the whole crowd. Instead of
+disheartening the team it instilled in us determination. We said:
+
+"'We know what it is to be licked, and we'll be damned if we'll be
+licked again.'"
+
+Jack de Saulles' football ambitions were realized when he made the Yale
+team at quarterback, the position which his brother Charlie, before him,
+had occupied. His spectacular runs, his able generalship, his ability to
+handle punts, coupled with that characteristic de Saulles' grit, made
+him a famous player.
+
+Let this game little quarterback tell his own story:
+
+"Billy Bull and I have often discussed the fact that when an attempt for
+a goal from the field failed, one of the players of the opposing side
+always touched the ball back of the goal line (thereby making it dead),
+and brought it out to the 25-yard line to kick. Of course, the ball is
+never dead until it is touched down. It was in the fall of 1902 when we
+were playing West Point. In the latter part of the second half of that
+game, with the score 6 to 6, Charlie Daly attempted a field goal, which
+was unsuccessful. What Billy Bull and I had discussed many times came
+into my mind like a flash. I picked the ball up and walked out with it
+as if it had been touched back of the goal. When I passed the 25-yard
+line, walking along casually, Bucky Vail, who was the referee, yelled to
+me to stop. I walked over to him unconcerned and said: 'Bucky, old boy!
+this ball is not dead, because I did not touch it down. And I am going
+down the field with it.' By that time the West Point men had taken their
+positions in order to receive the kick from the 25-yard line. While I
+was still walking down the field, in order to pass all the West Point
+men, before making my dash for a certain touchdown, it struck Bucky Vail
+that I was right, and he yelled out at the top of his voice. 'The ball
+is not dead. It is free.' Whereupon the West Point men started after me.
+An Army man tackled me on their 25-yard line, after I had taken the ball
+down the field for nearly a touchdown. I have often turned over in my
+bed at night since that time, cursing the action of Referee Vail. If he
+had not interfered with my play I would have walked down the field for a
+touchdown and victory for Yale. The final score remained 6 to 6.
+
+"I have often thought of the painful hours I would have suffered had I
+missed the two open field chances in the disastrous game at Cambridge in
+the fall of 1902, when Yale was beaten 23 to 0. On two different
+occasions in that game a Harvard runner with interference had passed the
+whole Yale team. I was the only Yale man between the Harvard man and a
+touchdown. The supreme satisfaction I had in nailing both of those
+runners is one of the most pleasant recollections of my football career.
+
+"When I was a little shaver, back in 1889, I lived at South Bethlehem,
+Pa. Paul Dashiell and Mathew McClung, who were then playing football at
+Lehigh University, took an interest in me. Paul Dashiell took me to the
+first football game I ever saw. Dibby McClung gave me one of the old
+practice balls of the Lehigh team. This was the first football I ever
+had in my hands. For weeks afterwards that football was my nightly
+companion in bed. These two Lehigh stars have always been my football
+heroes, and it was a happy day for me when I played quarterback on the
+Yale team and these two men acted as officials that day."
+
+[Illustration: ONE SCENE NEVER PHOTOGRAPHED IN FOOTBALL]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX
+
+MEN WHO COACHED
+
+
+The picture on the opposite page will recall to mind many a serious
+moment in the career of men who coached; when something had gone wrong;
+when some player had not come up to expectation; when a combination of
+poor judgment and ill luck was threatening to throw away the results of
+a season's work. Such scenes are never photographed, but they are
+preserved no less indelibly in the minds of all who have played this
+rôle.
+
+Where is the old football player, who, gazing at this picture, will not
+be carried back to those days that will never come again; hours when you
+listened perhaps guiltily to the stinging words of the coach; moments
+when spurred on by the thunder and lightning of his wrath you could
+hardly wait to get out upon the field to grapple with your opponents. At
+such times, all that was worth while seemed to surge up within you,
+fiercely demanding a chance, while if you were a coach you yearned to
+get into the game, only to realize as the team trotted out on the field
+that yours was no longer a playing part. All you could expect
+henceforth would be to walk nervously up and down the side line with
+chills and thrills alternating along your spine.
+
+There were no coaches in the old days. Football history relates that in
+the beginning fellows who wanted fun and exercise would chip in and buy
+a leather cover for a beef bladder. It was necessary to have a supply of
+these bladders on hand, for stout kicks frequently burst them.
+
+In those days the ball was tossed up in the air and all hands rushed for
+it. There was no organization then, very few rules, and the football
+players developed themselves.
+
+To-day the old-time player stands on the side lines and hears the coach
+yelling:
+
+"Play hard! Fall on the ball! Tackle low! Start quick! Charge hard and
+fast!"
+
+As far as the fundamentals go, the game seems to him much the same, but
+when he begins to recollect he sees how far it has really progressed. He
+recalls how the football coach became a reality and how a teacher of
+football appeared upon the gridiron.
+
+Better coaching systems were installed as football progressed. Rules
+were expanded, trainers crept in, intercollegiate games were scheduled
+and competition and keen rivalry developed everywhere. In fact, the
+desire to win has become so firmly established in the minds of college
+men that we now have a finished product in our great American game of
+football--wonderfully attractive, but very expensive.
+
+Competition has grown to such an extent that our coaching systems of
+to-day resemble, in a way, the plans for national preparedness--costly,
+but apparently necessary. All this means that the American football man,
+like the American captain of industry, or the American pioneer in any
+field of activity, is never content to stand still. His motto is, "Ever
+Onward."
+
+It is not always the star player that makes the greatest coach. The
+mediocre man is quite likely to have absorbed as much football teaching
+ability as the star; and when his opportunity comes to coach, he
+sometimes gets more out of the men than the man with the big reputation.
+
+Personality counts in coaching. In addition to a coach's keen sense of
+football, there must be a strong personality around which the players
+may rally. All this inspires confidence.
+
+It is a joy for a coach to work with good material--the real foundation
+of success. The rules of to-day, however, give what, under old
+standards, was the weaker team a much broader opportunity for victory
+over physically larger and stronger opponents.
+
+But there are days nevertheless when every coach gets discouraged; times
+when there is no response from the men he is coaching--when their
+slowness of mind and body seem to justify the despair of Charlie Daly
+who said to his team:
+
+"You fellows are made of crockery from the neck down and ivory from the
+neck up."
+
+Football is fickle. To-day you may be a hero. After the last game you
+may be carried off on the shoulders of enthusiastic admirers and dined
+and wined by hosts of friends; but across the field there is a grim
+faced coach who may already be scheming out a play for next year which
+will snatch you back from the "Hall of Fame" and make your friends
+describe you sadly as a "back-number."
+
+Haughton arrived at Harvard at the psychological moment. Harvard had
+passed through many distressing years playing for the football
+supremacy. He found something to build upon, because, although the game
+at Cambridge was in the doldrums, there had been keen and capable
+coaching in the past.
+
+Prominent among those who have worked hard for Harvard and whose work
+has been more than welcome, are Arthur Cumnock, that brilliant end rush,
+George Stewart, Doctor William A. Brooks, a former Harvard captain,
+Lewis, Upton, John Cranston, Deland, Hallowell, Thatcher, Forbes,
+Waters, Newell, Dibblee, Bill Reid, Mike Farley, Josh Crane, Charlie
+Daly, Pot Graves, Leo Leary, and others well versed in the game of
+football.
+
+Haughton had had some experience not only in coaching at Cambridge but
+coaching at Cornell, and the Harvard football authorities realized that
+of all the Harvard graduates Haughton would probably be the best man to
+turn the tide in Harvard football.
+
+Percy, who played tackle on a winning Crimson eleven, and Sam Felton
+will be well remembered as the fastest punters of their day.
+
+The first Harvard team coached by Haughton defeated Yale. It was in 1908
+when Haughton used a spectacular method, when he rushed Vic Kennard into
+the Crimson backfield after Ver Wiebe had brought the ball up the field
+where Haughton's craft sent Vic Kennard in to make the winning three
+points and Kennard himself will tell the story of that game. The next
+year Percy Haughton's team could not defeat the great Ted Coy, who
+kicked two goals from the field.
+
+The performance of the Harvard 1908 team was the more remarkable because
+Burr, who was the captain and the great punter at that time, had been
+injured and the team was without his services. How well I remember him
+on the side lines keenly following the play, but brilliant in his
+self-denial.
+
+There have been times when victories did not come to Harvard with the
+regularity that they have under the Haughton régime, but the scales go
+up and down year by year, game by game, and from defeats we learn much.
+
+Let us read what this premier coach says upon reflection:
+
+"Surely the game of football brings out the best there is in one. Aside
+from the mental and physical exercise, the game develops that
+inestimable quality of doing one's best under pressure. What better
+training for the game of life than the acid test of a championship game.
+Such a test comes not alone to the player but to the coach as well.
+
+"What truer and finer friends can one have than those whom we have met
+through the medium of football! And finally as the years tend to narrow
+this precious list, through death, what greater privilege than to
+associate with the fellow whose muscles are lithe and whose mind is
+clean. Such a man was Francis H. Burr, captain of the Harvard team in
+1908. Words fail me to express my sincere regard for that gallant
+leader. His spirit still lives at Cambridge; his type we miss.
+
+"I am proud of the men who worked shoulder to shoulder in bringing about
+Harvard victories. The list is a long one. I shall always cherish the
+hearty co-operation of these men who gave their best for Harvard."
+
+It was Al Sharpe, that great Cornell coach, who, in the fall of 1915
+found it possible to break through the Harvard line of victories, and
+hanging on the walls in the trophy room at Cornell University is a much
+prized souvenir of Cornell's visit to Cambridge. That was the only
+defeat on the Harvard schedule. But sometimes defeats have to come to
+insure victory, and perhaps in that defeat by Cornell lay the reason for
+the overwhelming score against Yale.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Whitney   Dadmun   Harte   L. Curtis   Dougherty   Harris
+Haughton  Taylor  McKintock  Weatherhead  R. Curtis  Cowen  Blanchard
+King   Parson   Gilman   Mahan   Watson   Wallace   Soucy
+Boles   Robinson   Coolidge   Horneen   Rollins
+
+HARVARD, 1915]
+
+Slowly, but surely, Al Sharpe has won his way into the front ranks of
+football coaches. Working steadfastly year after year he has built up
+and established a system that has set Cornell's football machinery upon
+a firm foundation.
+
+
+Glenn Warner
+
+Glenn Warner has contributed a great deal to football, both as a player
+and coach.
+
+Warner was one of the greatest linemen that ever played on the Cornell
+team. After leaving college he began his coaching career in 1895 at the
+University of Georgia. His success there was remarkable. It attracted so
+much attention that he was called back to Cornell in 1897 and 1898. In
+1899 Warner moved again and began his historic work at the Carlisle
+Indian School, turning out a team year after year that gave the big
+colleges a close battle and sometimes beat them.
+
+There never was a team that attracted so much attention as the Carlisle
+Indians. They were popular everywhere and drew large crowds, not only on
+account of their being Redmen, but on account of their adaptability to
+the game. Warner, as their coach, wrought wonders with them, and really
+all the colleges at one time or another had their scalps taken by the
+Indians. They were the champion travelers of the game. Their games were
+generally all away from home, and yet the long trips did not seem to
+hamper them in their play. They got enjoyment out of traveling.
+
+Going from Princeton to New York one Friday night some years ago, I was
+told by the conductor that the Carlisle football team was in the last
+car. I went back and talked with Warner. The Indian team were amusing
+themselves in one end of the car, and thus passing the time away by
+entering into a game they were accustomed to play on trips. One of the
+Carlisle players would stand in the center of the aisle and some fifteen
+or so men would group about him, in and about and on top of the seats.
+This central figure would bend over and close his eyes. Then some one
+from the crowd would reach over and spank the crouching Indian a
+terrific blow, hastily drawing back his hand. Then the Indian who had
+received the blow would straighten up and try, by the expression of
+guilt on the face of the one who had delivered the blow, to find his
+man. Their faces were a study, yet nearly every time the right man was
+detected.
+
+Who is there in football who will ever forget the Indian team, their red
+blankets and all that was typical of them; the yells that the crowds
+gave as the Indians appeared. They seemed always to be fit. They were
+full of spirit and anxious to clash with their opponents.
+
+[Illustration: THE GREATEST INDIAN OF THEM ALL]
+
+I recall an incident in a Princeton-Carlisle game, when the game was
+being fiercely waged. Miller, the great Indian halfback, had scored a
+touchdown, after a long run. It was not long after this that a Princeton
+player was injured. Maybe the play was being slowed up a little. Anyway,
+time was taken out. One of the Indians seemed to sense the situation.
+The Princeton players were lying on the ground while the Carlisle men
+were prancing about eager to resume the fray, when one of the Indians
+remarked:
+
+"White man play for wind. Indian play football."
+
+In 1915 Warner went to the University of Pittsburgh. Here he has already
+begun to duplicate former successes. Cruikshank, Peck, and Wagner are
+three of Pittsburgh's many stars. Probably the greatest football player
+that Warner ever developed at the Carlisle Indian School was Jim Thorpe,
+whose picture appears on the opposite page. Unhappy the end, and not
+infrequently the back, who had to face this versatile player. Thorpe was
+a raider.
+
+
+Billy Bull
+
+Billy Bull of Yale is one of the old heroes who has kept in very close
+touch with the game. He has been a valuable coach at Yale and the Elis'
+kicking game is left entirely in his hands. He is an enthusiastic
+believer in the game. Immediately after leaving New Haven in 1889 he
+started to coach and since that time he has not missed a year. Years ago
+he inaugurated a routine system of coaching for the various styles of
+kicks. "My object," he said recently, "has been to turn out consistent
+rather than wonderful kickers. As a player I was early impressed with
+the value of kicking, not only in a general way but also in a particular
+way, such as the punt in an offensive way. For more than twenty-five
+years I have talked it up. For a long time I talked it to deaf ears,
+especially at Yale. I talked it when I coached at West Point for ten
+years and was generally set down as a harmless crank on the subject, but
+I have lived to see the time when every one agrees on the great value of
+this offensive kick.
+
+"When I entered Yale I was an absolute greenhorn, but the greenhorn had
+a chance then, for he was able to play in actual scrimmage every day;
+now the squads are so big that opportunities for playing the game for
+long daily periods are entirely wanting.
+
+"To-day it is a case of a heap big talk, a coach for every position,
+more talk, lots of system, blackboard exercises and mighty little actual
+play.
+
+"I have often wondered if things were not being overdone as far as
+coaching goes in the preparatory schools at the present time. The
+superabundance of coaches and the demand for victory combine to force
+the boy.
+
+"If there is any forcing to do, the college is the place for it, when
+the boy is older and better able to stand the strain. In recent years I
+have seen not a few brokendown boys enter college. Boys are coming to
+college now who needs must be told everything, and if there is not a
+large body of coaches about to tell them, they mutiny. They seem to
+forget, or not to know, that most is up to the man himself.
+
+"When a boy comes to college with the idea that all that is necessary is
+for him to be told, constantly told how to do this and that, and he will
+deliver in the last ditch, I cannot help thinking that something is
+wrong.
+
+"I have in mind right now a player in the line, who came to college
+after four years of school football. Ever since his entry he has
+complained that no one has told him anything. Now this particular player
+spends ten months of each year loafing, and expects in his two months of
+football to do a man's job in a big game.
+
+"No amount of blackboard and other talk is going to make a player do a
+man's job and whip his opponent. No man can play a tackle job properly
+if he does not realize the kind of a proposition he is up against twelve
+months in the year and act accordingly. He has got to do his own
+thinking, and see to it himself that he has the necessary strength and
+toughness, to play the game, as one must to win."
+
+
+Sanford the Unique
+
+George Foster Sanford is unique in football. He made splendid teams when
+he coached at Columbia, while his subsequent record with the Rutgers
+Eleven attracted wide attention.
+
+In the _Columbia Alumni News_ of October, 1915, Albert W. Putnam, a
+former player, reviews seven years of Morningside football, and pays the
+following tribute to Foster Sanford:
+
+"Sanford coached the teams of 1899, 1900 and 1901. He coached them ably,
+conscientiously and thoroughly, and in my opinion was the best football
+coach in the country."
+
+"During my three years' experience as coach at Columbia," says Sanford,
+"we beat all the big teams except Harvard. I was fortunate enough to
+develop such men as Weekes, Morley, Wright, and Berrien, players whose
+records will always stand high in the Hall of Football Fame at Columbia.
+I was particularly well satisfied with the work I got out of Slocovitch,
+a former Yale player, whom the Yale coaches had never seemed to handle
+properly. I did not allow him to play over one day a week. This was
+because I had discovered that he was very heavily muscled; that if he
+played continuously he would become muscle bound. My treatment proved to
+fit the case exactly and Slocovitch became a star end for Columbia. We
+defeated Yale the first year; the next year at New Haven the contest was
+a strenuous one, and the game attracted unusual attention. It was in my
+own home town, and I had to stand for a lot of good natured kidding, but
+those who were there will remember how scared the Yale coaches got
+during the last part of the game, when Columbia made terrific advances.
+How Columbia's team fought Gordon Brown's Eleven almost to a standstill
+that day is something that the Yale coaches of that time will long
+remember."
+
+An old Yale player, Bob Loree, whose father is a Trustee of Rutgers,
+induced Sanford to lend the college his assistance. Apparently this
+connection was an unmixed blessing. "Mr. L. F. Loree, Bob's father,"
+says Sandy, "has frankly admitted that in his opinion Sanford's gift to
+the college (for he works without remuneration) has brought a spirit and
+a betterment of conditions which is worth fully as much as donations of
+thousands of dollars.
+
+"From the first day I went there," continues Sandy, "I started to build
+up football for Rutgers and to rely on Rutgers men for my assistants. It
+was there that I met the best football man I ever coached, John T.
+Toohey. This remarkable tackle weighed 220 pounds. The life he led and
+the example he set will always have a lasting influence upon Rutgers
+men. For sad to relate, Toohey was killed in the railroad yards at
+Oneonta, where he was yard master. Toohey was a great leader, possessing
+a wonderful personality, and winning the immediate respect of every one
+who knew him."
+
+Twenty-five years have passed since I saw Sanford that morning in the
+Fifth Avenue Hotel. Since then I have followed his football career with
+enthusiasm. Boyhood heroes live long in mind. He is what might be called
+a major surgeon in football, for it is a matter of record that he has
+been called back to Yale, not when the patient was merely sick, but in a
+serious condition. Usually the operation has been performed with such
+skill that the patient has rallied with disconcerting suddenness.
+
+Talking to the Yale teams between the halves, giving instructions, which
+have turned dubious prospects into flaming victories, is a service which
+Sanford has rendered Yale more than once. Victory, as it happens, is the
+principal characteristic of Sanford's work. Long is the list of players
+whom Sanford has developed.
+
+"In my coaching experience," Sandy tells us, "I doubt if I ever coached
+a man where my hard work counted for more at Yale than the case of
+Charlie Chadwick in 1897. For many years there has been a saying that a
+one man defense is as good as an eleven men defense, providing you can
+get one man who can do it.
+
+"Of course this never worked out literally, but the case of Charlie
+Chadwick is probably the best explanation of its value. Besides being
+overdeveloped, he was temperamental. At times he would show great form
+and at other times his playing was hopeless. This year I was asked to
+come to New Haven and began coaching the linemen. Chadwick looked good
+to me, in spite of much criticism that was made by the coaches. In their
+opinion they thought he was not to be relied upon, so I decided to stake
+my reputation, and began in my own way, feeling sure that I could get
+results, in preparing him for the Harvard and Princeton games.
+
+[Illustration: LEARNING THE CHARGE]
+
+"I started out purposely annoying Chadwick in every possible way, going
+with him wherever he went. I went with him to his room evenings and did
+not leave until he had become so bored that he fell asleep, or that he
+got mad and told me to get out. I planned it that Chadwick approach the
+coaches whenever he saw them together and say: 'I wish you would let me
+play on this team. If you will I will play the game of my life. I will
+play like hell.' After he had made this speech two or three times, they
+were very positive that he was more than temperamental. I kept steadily
+at my plan, however, and felt sure it would work out.
+
+"The line was finally turned over to me and I had opportunity to slip
+Chadwick in for two or three plays at left guard. He played like a
+demon; he was literally a one man defense, but he received no credit. I
+immediately removed him from the game and criticised him severely and
+told him to follow up the play and in case I needed him he would be
+handy. I realized what a great player he was proving to be, and my great
+problem then was how I was to convince the coaches that Chadwick should
+start the game. I tried it out a few times, but saw it was useless
+trying to convince them, so I decided to concentrate on Jim Rodgers, the
+Captain. Jim consented. My plan was to tell no one except Marshall, the
+man whose place Chadwick was to take. The lineup was called out in the
+dressing room before the game. Chadwick's name was not included. I had
+arranged with Julian Curtis, who was in close touch with the cheer
+leaders, that when I gave the signal, the Yale crowd would be instructed
+to stand and yell nothing but 'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick.' The Yale
+team ran out upon the field. I stayed behind with Chadwick and came in
+through the gate holding him by the arm. Before going on the side lines
+I stopped him and said: 'Look here, Chadwick. It doesn't look as though
+you're going to play, but if I put you in that lineup how will you
+play?' Like a shot from a cannon he roared: 'I'll play like hell.'
+
+"You could have heard him a mile. 'Well then, give me your sweater and
+warm up,' I said, and as I gave the signal to Julian Curtis, he passed
+the word on to the cheer leaders and the sight of Chadwick running up
+and down those side lines will never be forgotten. It is estimated that
+he leaped five yards at a stride, and with the students cheering,
+'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick,' he was sent out into the lineup--and the
+rest, well, you'd better ask the men who played on the Harvard team that
+day. It was a stream of men going on and off the field and they were
+headed for right guard position on the Harvard side. Harvard could not
+beat Chadwick, so the game ended in a tie."
+
+Jim Rodgers, captain of that team, also has something to say of
+Chadwick.
+
+"In the Harvard-Yale game," Rodgers writes, "Charlie Chadwick played the
+game of his life. He used up about six men who played against him that
+day, but he never could put out Bill Edwards the day we played
+Princeton. I played against Chadwick on the Scrub, and the first charge
+he made against me I went clean back to fullback. It was just as though
+an automobile had hit me. I played against Heffelfinger and a lot of
+them. I could hold those fellows. Gee! but I was sore. I said to myself,
+you won't do that again, and the next time I was set back just as far.
+
+"One feature of this Yale-Princeton game impressed me tremendously, that
+of Bill Edwards' stand, against what I considered a superman, Charles
+Chadwick. Before the game I had confidently expected Big Bill to resign
+after about five minutes' play, knowing, as I did, how Chadwick was
+going. In this, however, Edwards was a great disappointment, as he stuck
+the game out and was stronger at the end, than at the start or half way
+through. Had he weakened at all, Ad Kelly's great offensive work would
+have been doomed to failure. Edwards finished up the game against
+Chadwick with a face that resembled a raw beefsteak. To my mind he was
+the worst punished man I have ever seen. He stood by his guns to the
+finish, and ever since then my hat has been off to him."
+
+One of the most interesting characters in Southern football is W. R.
+Tichenor, a thorough enthusiast in the game and known wherever there is
+a football in the South. His father was president of the Alabama
+Polytechnic. He was a fine player and weighed about 120 pounds. He is
+the emergency football man of the South. Whenever there is a football
+dispute Tichenor settles it. Whenever a coach is taken sick, Tichenor is
+called upon to take his place. Whenever an emergency official is needed,
+Tich comes to the rescue. He tells the following story:
+
+"Every boy who has been to Auburn in the last twenty years knows Bob
+Frazier. Many of them, however, may not recognize that name, as he has
+been called Bob 'Sponsor' for so long that few of them know his real
+name. Bob is as black as the inside of a coal mine and has rubbed and
+worked for the various teams at Auburn 'since the memory of man
+runneth not to the contrary.'
+
+[Illustration: BILLY BULL ADVISING WITH CAPTAIN TALBOT]
+
+"Just after the Christmas holidays one year in the middle nineties, Bob,
+with the view of making a touch, called at Bill Williams' room one
+night.
+
+"After asking Bill if he had had a good Christmas, 'Sponsor' remarked:
+'You know, Mr. Williams, us Auburn niggers went down and played dem
+Tuskegee niggers a game of football during Christmas.'
+
+"'Who did you have on the team, Bob?' inquired Bill.
+
+"'Oh--we had a lot of dese niggers roun' town yere. They was me, an'
+Crooksie, an' Homer, an' Bear, an' Cockeye, an' a lot of dese yer town
+niggers.'
+
+"'How did you come out?' asked Bill.
+
+"'Oh, dem Tuskegee niggers give us a good lickin'.'
+
+"'What position did you play?'
+
+"'Me?' said Bob, 'I was de cap'en. I played all roun'. I played center.
+Den I played quarterback. Den I played halfback.'
+
+"'What system of signals did you use and who called them?' was Bill's
+next inquiry.
+
+"'Ain't I tole you, Mr. Williams, I was de cap'en. I called the signals.
+Dem niggers of mine couldn't learn no signals, so we jus' played lack we
+had some. I'd give some numbers to fool the Tuskegee niggers. But dem
+numbers didn't mean nothin'. I'd say, "two, four, six, eight, ten--tek
+dat ball, Homer, an' go roun' the end." Dat's de only sort of signals
+dem niggers could learn and sometimes dey missed dem. Dat's de reason we
+got beat and dem Tuskegee niggers got all my money. Mr. Williams, I'm
+jus' as nickless as a ha'nt. Can't you lem' me two bits til' Sadday
+night, please suh? Honest to God, I'll pay you back den, shore.'"
+
+
+Listening to Yost
+
+"Hurry Up" Yost is one of the most interesting and enthusiastic football
+coaches in the country. The title of "Hurry Up" has been given him on
+account of the "pep" he puts into his men and the speed at which they
+work. Whether in a restaurant or a crowded street, hotel lobby or on a
+railroad train, Yost will proceed to demonstrate this or that play and
+carefully explain many of the things well worth while in football. He is
+always in deadly earnest. Out of the football season, during business
+hours, he is ever ready to talk the game. Yost's football experience as
+a player began at the University of West Virginia, where he played
+tackle. Lafayette beat them that year 6 to 0. Shortly after this Yost
+entered Lafayette. His early experience in football there was under the
+famous football expert and writer, Parke Davis.
+
+Yost and Rinehart wear a broad smile as they tell of the way Parke
+Davis used to entertain teams off the field. He always kept them in the
+finest of humor. Parke Davis, they say, is a born entertainer, and many
+an evening in the club house did he keep their minds off football by a
+wonderful demonstration of sleight-of-hand with the cards.
+
+"If Parke Davis had taken his coat off and stuck to coaching he would
+have been one of the greatest leaders in that line in the country
+to-day," says Yost. "He was more or a less a bug on football. You know
+that to be good in anything one must be crazy about it. Davis was
+certainly a bug on football and so am I. Everybody knows that.
+
+"I shall never forget Davis after Lafayette had beaten Cornell 6 to 0,
+in 1895, at Ithaca. That night in the course of the celebration Parke
+uncovered everything he had in the way of entertainment and gave an
+exhibition of his famous dance, so aptly named the 'dance du venture,'
+by that enthusiastic Lafayette alumnus, John Clarke.
+
+"I have been at Michigan fifteen seasons. My 1901 team is perhaps the
+most remarkable in the history of football in many ways. It scored 550
+points to opponents' nothing, and journeyed 3500 miles. We played
+Stanford on New Year's day, using no substitutes. On this great team
+were Neil Snow, and the remarkable quarterback Boss Weeks. Willie
+Heston, who was playing his first year at Michigan, was another star on
+this team. A picture of Michigan's great team appears on the opposite
+page.
+
+"Boss Weeks' two teams scored more than 1200 points. If that team had
+been in front of the Chinese Wall and got the signal to go, not a man
+would have hesitated. Every man that played under Boss Weeks idolized
+him, and when word was brought to the university that he had died, every
+Michigan man felt that its university had lost one of its greatest men.
+
+"I am perhaps more of a boy's man to-day than I ever was. There is a
+great satisfaction in feeling that you have an influence in the lives of
+the men under you. Coaching is a sacred job. There's no question about
+it.
+
+"There is a wonderful athletic spirit at Michigan, and when we have mass
+meetings in the Hill Auditorium 6000 men turn out. At such a time one
+feels the great power behind an athletic team. Some of the great
+Michigan football players within my recollection were Jimmy Baird, Jack
+McLain, Neil Snow, Boss Weeks, Tom Hammond, Willie Heston, Herrnstein,
+grand old Germany Schultz, Benbrook, Stan Wells, Dan McGugin, Dave
+Allerdice, Hugh White and others I might mention on down to John
+Maulbetsch."
+
+Reggie Brown is probably one of the most famous of the Harvard coaches.
+His work in Harvard football is to find out what the other teams are
+doing. He is on hand at Yale Field every Saturday when the Yale team
+plays. He is unique in his scouting work, in that he carries his
+findings in his head. His memory is his mental note book.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Craft   McGugin   Gregory   Yost   Graver   Baird   Fitzpatrick
+Wilson   Snow   White   Shorts   Heston
+Sweeley   Weeks   Redden   Redner   Herrnstein
+
+MICHIGAN'S FAMOUS 1901 TEAM]
+
+In talking with Harvard men I have found that the general impression is
+that the work of this coach is one of Harvard's biggest assets.
+
+Jimmy Knox of Harvard is one of Haughton's most valued scouts. Every
+fall Princeton is his haven of scouting. He does it most successfully
+and in a truly sportsmanlike way.
+
+One day en route to Princeton I met Knox on the train and sat with him
+as far as Princeton Junction. When we arrived at Princeton, a friend of
+mine called me aside and said:
+
+"Who is that loyal Princeton man who seems never to miss a game?"
+
+"He is not a Princeton man," I replied. "He is Knox the Harvard scout.
+He will be with Haughton to-morrow at Cambridge with his dope book."
+
+"From questions asked me I am quite sure that there is an utter
+misconception of the work of the scouts for the big league teams," says
+Jimmy. "I have frequently been asked how I get in to see the practice of
+our opponents, how I manage to get their signals, how I anticipate what
+they are going to do, what is the value of scouting anyway. From five
+years' experience, I can say that I have never seen our opponents
+except in public games. I have never unconsciously noted a signal even
+for a kick, much less made a deliberate attempt to learn the opponents'
+signals or code. What little I know of their ultimate plans is merely by
+applying common sense to their problem, based on the material and
+methods which they command. As to the value of scouting, volumes might
+be written, but suffice it to say that it is the principal means of
+standardizing the game. If the big teams of the country played
+throughout the season in seclusion, the final games would be a
+hodge-podge of varying systems which would curtail the interest of the
+spectator and all but block the development of the game.
+
+"The reports of the scouts give the various coaching corps a fixed
+objective so that the various teams come to their final game with what
+might be considered a uniform examination to pass. The result is a
+steady, logical development of the game from the inside and the maximum
+interest for the spectator. It is unfortunate that the public has
+misconstrued scouting to mean spying, for there is nothing underhanded
+in the scouting department of football as any big team coach will
+testify."
+
+Knox tells of an interesting experience of his Freshman year.
+
+"I never hear the question debated as to whether character is born in a
+man or developed as time goes on," says he, "without recalling my first
+meeting with Marshall Newell, probably the best loved man that ever
+graduated from Harvard. In the middle '90's it was considered beneath
+the dignity of a former Varsity player to coach any but Varsity
+candidates. Marshall Newell was an exception. Without solicitation he
+came over to the Freshman field many times and gave us youngsters the
+benefit of his advice. On his first trip he went into the lineup and
+gave us an example of how the game could be played by a master. When the
+practice was over, Ma Newell came up to me and said: 'I guess I was a
+little rough, my boy, but I just wanted to test your grit. You had
+better come over to the Varsity field to-morrow with two or three of the
+other fellows that I am going to speak to. I'll watch you and help you
+after you get there.' And he did. He was loved because he was big enough
+to disregard convention, to sympathize with the less proficient and to
+make an inferior feel as if he were on a plane of equality. The highest
+type of manhood was born with Marshall Newell and developed through
+every hour of a too short life.
+
+"Only those who played football in the old days and have carefully
+followed it since appreciate the difference in the two types of game. I
+frequently wonder if the old type of game did not develop more in a man
+than the modern. As a freshman I was playing halfback on the second
+Varsity one afternoon when a sudden blow knocked me unconscious while
+the play was at one end of the field. When I regained consciousness the
+play was at the other end of the field, not a soul was near me or
+thinking of me. I had hardly got within ear-shot of the scrimmage when I
+heard Lewis, one of the Varsity coaches, call out, 'Come on, get in
+here, they can't kill fellows like you.' I went into the scrimmage and
+played the rest of the afternoon. It was a simple incident, but I
+learned two lessons of life from it: first, you can expect mighty little
+sympathy when you are down; second, you are not out if you will only go
+back and stick to it."
+
+Dartmouth holds a unique position in college football. There are many
+men who were responsible for Dartmouth's success, men who have stood by
+year after year and worked out the football policy there.
+
+It is my experience that Dartmouth men universally call Ed Hall the
+father of Dartmouth football. He has served faithfully on the Rules
+Committee as well as an official in the game.
+
+Myron E. Witham, that great player and captain of the Dartmouth team
+which was victorious over Harvard the day that Harvard opened the
+Stadium, says: "If one goes back to Hanover and visits the trophy room
+he will see hanging there the winning football which Dartmouth men glory
+over as they recall that wonderful victory over Harvard. Ed Hall is the
+man who is often called upon to speak to the men between the halves.
+His talks have a telling effect. Hall's name is traditional at our
+college."
+
+There are many football enthusiasts who recall that wonderful backfield
+that Dartmouth had, McCornack, Eckstrom, McAndrews and Crolius. These
+men got away wonderfully fast and hit the line like one man. They played
+every game without a substitute for two years.
+
+Fred Crolius, who takes great delight in recalling the old days, has the
+following to say about one who coached:
+
+"One man, whose influence more than any other one thing, succeeded in
+laying a foundation for Dartmouth's wonderful results, but whose name is
+seldom mentioned in that connection is Doctor Wurtenberg, who was
+brought up in the early Yale football school. He had the keenest sense
+of fundamental football and the greatest intensity of spirit in
+transmitting his hard earned knowledge. Four critical years he worked
+with us filling every one with his enthusiasm and those four years
+Dartmouth football gained such headway that nothing could stop its
+growth."
+
+Enough space cannot be given to pay proper tribute to Walter McCornack,
+Dartmouth '97.
+
+Myron Witham relates a humorous incident that happened in practice when
+McCornack was coach at Dartmouth. "Mac's serious and exacting demeanor
+on the practice field occasionally relaxed to enjoy a humorous
+situation. He chose to give a personal demonstration of my position and
+duty as quarterback in a particular formation around the end. He took my
+place and giving the proper signal, the team or rather ten-elevenths of
+the team went through with the play, leaving Mac behind standing in his
+tracks. Mac naturally was at a loss to locate the quarter, during the
+execution of the play and madly yelled, 'Where in the devil is that
+quarterback?' But immediately joined with the squad in the joke upon
+himself."
+
+McCornack coached Dartmouth in the falls of 1901 and 1902. He brought
+the team up from nothing to a two years' defeat of Brown and two years'
+scoring on Harvard. The game with Harvard in the fall of 1902 resulted
+in a score of 16 to 6, Dartmouth out-rushing Harvard at least 3 to 1.
+
+McCornack then resigned, but left a wealth of material and a scientific
+game at Dartmouth, which was as good as any in the country. This was the
+beginning of Dartmouth's success in modern football, and for it
+McCornack has been named the father of modern football at Dartmouth.
+
+The greatest compliment ever paid McCornack, in so far as athletics were
+concerned, was by President William Jewett Tucker of Dartmouth, who told
+an alumnus of the institution:
+
+"The discipline that McCornack maintained on the football field at
+Dartmouth was to the advantage of the general discipline of the
+institution."
+
+For ten years after McCornack had stopped coaching at Dartmouth, the
+captain of the Dartmouth team would wear his sweater in a Harvard game
+as an emblem to go by. The sweater is now worn out, and no one knows
+where it is.
+
+If Eddie Holt's record at Princeton told of nothing else than the making
+of a great guard, this would be enough to establish Holt's ability as a
+guard coach. Eddie and Sam Craig played alongside of each other in the
+Yale defeat of '97. Holt says:
+
+"The story of the making of Sam Craig is the old story of the stone the
+builders rejected, which is now the head stone of the corner. Sam never
+forgot the '97 defeat and I never have myself. After this game Sam gave
+up football, although he was eligible to play. Two years later, after
+Princeton had been defeated by Cornell, something had to be done to
+strengthen the Princeton line. Sam Craig was at the Seminary. I
+remembered him," said Holt, "and went over to his room and told him that
+he was needed. I shall never forget how his face lit up as he felt there
+was an opportunity to serve Princeton and a chance to play on a winning
+team; a chance to come back. He responded to my hurry call, eager to
+make good. Coaching him was the finest thing I ever did in football.
+Good old Sam, I can see him now, standing on the side lines telling me
+that he guessed he was no good. You can never imagine how happy I was to
+see him improve day by day after I had taken a hold of him. The great
+game he played against Yale in '99 will always be one of my happiest
+recollections in football. My joy was supreme; the joy that comes to a
+coach as he sees his man make good--Sam sure did."
+
+It is very doubtful whether the inside story of Harvard's victory over
+Yale in 1908 has ever been told. Those who remember this game know that
+the way for victory was paved by Ver Wiebe and Vic Kennard. Harry
+Kersburg, a Harvard coach, writes of that incident:
+
+"The summer of 1907 and 1908, Kennard worked for several hours each day
+perfecting his kicking. This fact was known to only one of the coaches.
+In 1906 and 1907, Kennard played as a substitute but was most
+unfortunate in being smashed up in nearly every game in which he played.
+On account of this record, he was given little or no attention at the
+beginning of the 1908 season, even though the one coach who had great
+confidence in Kennard's ability as a kicker rooted hard for him at every
+coaches' meeting. About the middle of the season, Dave Campbell came on
+from the West and with the one lone coach became interested in Kennard.
+On the day of the Springfield Training School game, most of the Harvard
+coaches went down to New Haven, leaving the team in charge of Campbell
+and Kennard's other rooter. The psychological moment had arrived. Just
+as soon as the Harvard team had rolled up a tidy little score, Kennard
+was sent into the game and instructions were given to the quarterback
+that he was to signal for a drop kick every time the Harvard team was
+within forty yards of the opponent's goal--no matter what the angle
+might be. The game ended with Kennard having kicked four goals from the
+field out of six tries. Nearly all of them were kicked from an average
+distance of thirty yards and at very difficult angles. At the next
+coaches' meeting serious consideration was given to what Kennard had
+done and from that time on he came into his own.
+
+"Now for Rex Ver Wiebe. For two years he had plugged away at a line
+position on the second team. In his senior year he was advanced to the
+Varsity squad. With all his hard work it seemed impossible for him to
+develop into anything but a mediocre lineman. The line coaches, with
+much regret, had about given up all hope. One afternoon, two weeks
+before the Yale game, one of the line coaches was standing on the side
+lines talking with Pooch Donovan about Ver Wiebe. Pooch said little, but
+kept a close watch on Ver Wiebe for the next two or three days. At the
+end of that time he came out with the statement that if Ver Wiebe could
+be taught how to start, he would rapidly develop into one of the best
+halfbacks on the squad. Pooch's advice was followed and in the Yale
+game, Ver Wiebe's rushes outside tackle were one of the features of the
+game and were directly responsible for the ball being brought down the
+field to such a position that it was possible to substitute Kennard, who
+kicked a goal from the field and won the first victory for Harvard
+against Yale in many years.
+
+"It is a strange coincidence that the first of Harvard's string of
+victories against Yale was won by two men who a few weeks before the
+game were in the so-called football discard."
+
+No greater honor can be accorded a football man than the invitation to
+come back to his Alma Mater and take charge of the football situation.
+Such a man has been selected after he has served efficiently at other
+institutions, for it takes long experience to become a great coach and
+there are very few men who have given up all their time to consecutive
+coaching.
+
+Successful coaches, as a rule, are men who have a genius for it, and
+whose strong personalities bring out the natural ability of the men
+under them. Successful football is the result of a good system, plus
+good material.
+
+Of the men who coach to-day, the experience of John H. Rush, popularly
+known as Speedy Rush, stands out as unique. Rush never played football,
+for he preferred track athletics, but he understood the theory of the
+game. At the University School in Cleveland where Rush taught for
+many years, he took charge of the football team, and although coaching
+mere boys, his results were marvelous, and in 1915, when the Princeton
+coaching system was in a slough of despond, it was decided to give Rush
+an opportunity to show what he could do at Princeton.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Metcalf Peterson Mumford Monroe Elmer Stover Donnell Norton Dwyer Weed
+Bullwinkle   McCabe   Franklin   Schulte   Thorpe   Moffat   Simmonds
+DeGraff   Buermeyer   Cochran   Fairfield   Todd   Thompson
+Calder   Aimee   Noble   Gallagher   Wadleton
+
+COLUMBIA BACK IN THE GAME, 1915]
+
+Rush makes no boasts. He is a silent worker, and football people at
+large were unanimous in their praise of his work at Princeton in the
+fall of 1915. Whatever the future holds in store for this coach,
+Princeton men at least are sure that an efficient policy has been
+established which will be followed out year after year, and that the
+loyal support of the Alumni is behind Rush.
+
+There was never a time in Yale's history when so much general discussion
+and care entered into the selection of its football coach as in 1915.
+From the long list of Yale football graduates the honor was bestowed
+upon Tad Jones, a man whose remarkable playing record at Yale is well
+known. Football records tell of his wonderful runs. His personality
+enables him to get close to the men, and he was wonderfully successful
+at Exeter, coaching his old school. Tad Jones represents one of the
+highest types of college athletes.
+
+In 1915 when the college authorities decided Columbia might re-enter the
+football arena, after a lapse of ten years, it was a wonderful victory
+for the loyal Columbia football supporters. A most thorough and
+exhaustive search was then made for the proper man to teach Columbia the
+new football. The man who won the Committee's unanimous vote was Thomas
+N. Metcalf, who played football at Oberlin, Ohio. Metcalf earned
+recognition in his first year. He realized that Columbia's re-entrance
+into football must be gradual, and his schedule was arranged
+accordingly. He developed Miller, a quarterback who stood on a par with
+the best quarterbacks in 1915. Columbia had great confidence in Metcalf,
+and the pick of the old men, notably Tom Thorp, one of the gamest
+players any team ever had, volunteered their aid.
+
+One of the most prominent football coaches which Pennsylvania boasts of
+to-day, is Bob Folwell. Always a brilliant player, full of spirit and
+endowed with a great power of leadership, he was a huge success as a
+coach at Lafayette. His team beat Princeton. At Washington and
+Jefferson, he beat Yale twice. His ability as a coach was watched
+carefully not only by the graduates of Penn, but by the football world
+as a whole.
+
+In 1916 this hard-working, energetic up-to-date coach assumed control of
+the football situation on Franklin Field.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX
+
+UMPIRE AND REFEREE
+
+
+There is a group of individuals connected with football to whom the
+football public pays little attention, until at a most inopportune time
+in the game, a whistle is blown, or a horn is tooted and you see a
+presumptuous individual stepping off a damaging five yard penalty
+against your favorite team. At such a time you arise in your wrath and
+demand: "Who is that guy anyway? Where did he come from? Why did he give
+that penalty?" Other muffled tributes are paid him.
+
+In calmer moments you realize that the officials are the caretakers of
+football. They see to it that the game is preserved to us year after
+year.
+
+An official is generally a man who has served his time as a player.
+Those days over, he enters the arena as Umpire, Referee or Linesman.
+
+One who has a keen desire to succeed in this line of work ought to train
+himself properly for the season's work. In anticipation of the
+afternoon's work, he must get his proper sleep; no night cafés or late
+hours should be his before a big contest.
+
+The workings of football minds towards an official are most narrow and
+critical at times. The really wise official will remain away from both
+teams until just before the game, lest some one accuse him of being too
+familiar with the other side. He can offer no opinion upon the game
+before the contest.
+
+Each college has its preferred list of officials. Much time is given to
+the selection of officials for the different games. Before a man can be
+chosen for any game it must be shown that he has had no ancestors at
+either of the colleges in whose game he will act and that he is always
+unprejudiced. At the same time the fact that a man has been approved as
+a football official by three of four big colleges is about as fine a
+football diploma as any one would wish.
+
+For the larger games an official receives one hundred dollars and
+expenses. This seems a lot of money for an afternoon's work just for
+sport's sake, but there are many officials on the discarded list to-day
+who would gladly return all the money they ever received, if they could
+but regain their former popularity and prestige in the game. Certainly
+an official is not an over-paid man.
+
+The wise official arrives at the field only a scant half hour before the
+game. Generally the head coach sends for you, and as he takes you to a
+secluded spot he describes in his most serious way an important play he
+will use in the game. He tells you that it is within the rules, but for
+some curious reason, anxiously asks your opinion. He informs you that
+the _opposing_ team has a certain play which is clearly illegal and
+wants you to watch for it constantly. He furthermore warns you solemnly
+that the other team is going to try to put one of his best players out
+of the game and beseeches you to anticipate this cowardly action, and
+you smile inwardly. Football seriousness is oftentimes amusing. Some of
+our best Umpires always have a little talk with the team before the
+game.
+
+I often remember the old days when Paul Dashiell, the famous Umpire,
+used to come into our dressing room. Standing in the center of the room,
+he would make an appeal to us in his earnest, inimitable way, not to
+play off-side. He would explain just how he interpreted holding and the
+use of arms in the game. He would urge us to be thoroughbreds and to
+play the game fair; to make it a clean game, so that it might be
+unnecessary to inflict penalties. "Football," he would say, "is a game
+for the players, not for the officials." Then he would depart, leaving
+behind him a very clear conviction with us that he meant business. If we
+broke the rules our team would unquestionably suffer.
+
+Some of my most pleasant football recollections are those gained as an
+official in the game. I count it a rare privilege to have worked in many
+games year after year where I came in close contact with the players on
+different college teams; there to catch their spirit and to see the
+working out of victories and defeats at close range.
+
+Here it is that one comes in close touch with the great power of
+leadership, that "do or die" spirit, which makes a player ready to go in
+a little harder with each play. Knocked over, he comes up with a grin
+and sets his jaw a little stiffer for next time.
+
+As an official you are often thrilled as you see a man making a great
+play; you long to pat him on the back and say, "Well done!" If you see
+an undiscovered fumbled ball you yearn to yell out--"Here it is!" But
+all this you realize cannot be done unless one momentarily forgets
+himself like John Bell.
+
+"My recollection is that I acted as an official in but one game," says
+he. "I was too intense a partisan. Nevertheless, I was pressed into
+service in a Lehigh-Penn game in the late '80's. I recall that Duncan
+Spaeth, now Professor of English at Princeton and coach of the Princeton
+crew, was playing on Pennsylvania's team. He made a long run with the
+ball; was thrown about the 20-yard line; rose, pushed on and was thrown
+again between the 5- and 10-yard line. Refusing to be downed, he
+continued to roll over a number of times, with several Lehigh players
+hanging on to him, until finally he was stopped, within about a foot of
+the goal line. Forgetting his official duties, in the excitement of
+the moment, it is alleged that the referee (myself) jumped up and down
+excitedly, calling out: 'Roll over, Spaethy, just _once_ more!' And
+Spaethy did. A touchdown resulted. But the Referee's fate after the game
+was like that of St. Stephen--he was stoned."
+
+[Illustration: CLOSE TO A THRILLER
+
+Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring Against Cornell.]
+
+In the old days one official used to handle the entire game. A man would
+even officiate in a game where his own college was a contestant. This
+was true in the case of Walter Camp, Tracy Harris, and other heroes of
+the past. Later the number of officials was increased. Such a list
+records Wyllys Terry, Alex Moffat, Pa Corbin, Ray Tompkins, S. V.
+Coffin, Appleton and other men who protected the game in the early
+stages.
+
+Within my recollection, for many years the two most prominent, as well
+as most efficient officials, whose names were always coupled, were
+McClung, Referee, and Dashiell, Umpire. No two better officials ever
+worked together and there is as much necessity for team work in
+officiating as there is in playing. Both graduated from Lehigh, and the
+prominent position that they took in football was a source of great
+satisfaction to their university.
+
+Officials come and go. These men have had their day, but no two ever
+contributed better work. The game of Football was safe in their hands.
+
+Paul Dashiell and Walter Camp are the only two survivors of the
+original Rules Committee.
+
+
+Dashiell's Reminiscences
+
+"As an official, the first big game I umpired was in 1894 between Yale
+and Princeton, following this with nine consecutive years of umpiring
+the match," writes Dashiell. "After Harvard and Yale resumed relations,
+I umpired their games for six years running. I officiated in practically
+all the Harvard-Penn' games and Penn'-Cornell games during those years,
+as well as many of the minor games, having had practically every
+Saturday taken each fall during those twelve years, so I saw about all
+the football there was. When I look back on those years and what they
+taught me I feel that I'd not be without them for the world. They showed
+so much human nature, so many hundreds of plucky things, mingled with a
+lot of mean ones; such a show of manhood under pressure. I learned to
+know so many wonderful chaps and some of my most valued friendships were
+formed at those times. I liked the responsibility, too; although I knew
+that from one game to another I was walking on ice so thin that one bad
+mistake, however unintended, would break it.
+
+"The rules were so incomplete that common sense was needed and,
+frequently, interpretation was simply by mutual consent. Bitterness of
+feeling between the big colleges made my duties all the harder. But it
+was an untold satisfaction when I could feel that I had done well, and
+as I said, the responsibility had its fascination and, in the main, was
+a great satisfaction.
+
+"And then came the inevitable, a foul seen only by me, which called for
+an immediate penalty. This led to scathing criticism and accusations of
+unfairness by many that did not understand the incident, altogether
+leaving a sting that will go down with me to my grave in spite of my
+happy recollections of the game. I had always taken a great pride in the
+job, and in what the confidence of the big universities from one year to
+another meant. I knew a little better than anybody else how
+conscientiously I had tried to be fair and to use sense and judgment,
+and the end of it all hurt a lot.
+
+"One friendship was made in these years that has been worth more than
+words can tell. I refer to that of Matthew McClung. To be known as a
+co-official with McClung was a privilege that only those who knew him
+can appreciate. I had known him before at Lehigh in his undergraduate
+days, and had played on the same teams with him. In after years we were
+officials together in a great many of the big games where feeling ran
+high and manliness and fairness, as well as judgment, were often put to
+a pretty severe test at short notice. Never was there a squarer
+sportsman, or a fairer, more conscientious and efficient official; nor a
+truer, more gallant type of real man than he. His early death took out
+of the game a man of the kind we can ill afford to lose and no tribute
+that I could pay him would be high enough.
+
+"One night after a Yale-Harvard game at Cambridge, I was boarding the
+midnight train for New York. The porter had my bag, and as we entered
+the car, he confided in me, in an almost awestruck tone, that: 'Dad dere
+gentlemin in de smokin' compartment am John L. Sullivan.'
+
+"I crept into my berth, but next morning, in the washroom, I recognized
+John L. as the only man left. He emerged from his basin and asked:
+
+"'Were you at that football game yesterday?' and then 'Who won?'
+
+"I told him, and by way of making conversation, asked him if he was
+interested in all those outdoor games. But his voice dropped to the
+sepulchral and confidential, as he said:
+
+"'There's murder in that game!'
+
+"I answered: 'Well! How about the fighting game?'
+
+"He came back with: 'Sparring! It doesn't compare in roughness, or
+danger, with football. In sparring you know what you are doing. You know
+what your opponent is trying to do, and he's right there in front of
+you, and, there's only one! But in football! Say, there's twenty-two
+people trying to do you!'
+
+"There being only twenty-one other than the player concerned, I could
+not but infer that he meant to indicate the umpire as the
+twenty-second."
+
+
+My Personal Experiences
+
+In my experience as an official I recall the fact that I began
+officiating as a Referee, and had been engaged and notified in the
+regular way to referee the Penn'-Harvard game on Franklin Field in 1905.
+When I arrived at the field, McClung was the other official. He had
+never umpired but had always acted as a Referee. In my opinion a man
+should be either Referee or Umpire. Each position requires a different
+kind of experience and I do not believe officials can successfully
+interchange these positions. Those who have officiated can appreciate
+the predicament I was in, especially just at that time when there was so
+much talk of football reform, by means of changing the rules, changing
+the style of the game, stopping mass plays. However, I consented; for
+appreciating that McClung was sincere in his statement that he would do
+nothing but referee, I was forced to accept the Umpire's task.
+
+It was a game full of intense rivalry. The desire to win was carrying
+the men beyond the bounds of an ordinarily spirited contest, and the
+Umpire's job proved a most severe task. It was in this game that either
+four or five men were disqualified.
+
+I continued several years after this in the capacity of Umpire. One
+unfortunate experience as Umpire came as a result of a penalty inflicted
+upon Wauseka, an Indian player who had tackled too vigorously a Penn'
+player who was out of bounds. Much wrangling ensued and a policeman was
+called upon the field. It was the quickest way to keep the game from
+getting out of hand.
+
+Washington and Jefferson played the Indians at Pittsburgh some years
+ago. I acted as Umpire. The game was played in a driving rain storm and
+a muddier field I never saw. The players, as well as the officials, were
+covered with mud. In fact my sweater was saturated, the players having
+used it as a sort of towel to dry their hands. A kicked ball had been
+fumbled on the goal line and there was a battle royal on the part of the
+players to get the coveted ball. I dived into the scramble of wriggling,
+mud-covered players to detect the man who might have the ball. The
+stockings and jerseys of the players were so covered with mud that you
+could not tell them apart. As I was forcing my way down into the mass of
+players I heard a man shouting for dear life: "I'm an Indian! I'm an
+Indian! It's my ball!"
+
+When I finally got hold of the fellow with the ball I could not for the
+life of me tell whether he was an Indian or not. However, I held up the
+decision until some one got a bucket and sponge and the player's face
+was mopped off, whereupon I saw that he was an Indian all right. He had
+scored a touchdown for his team.
+
+An official in the game is subject to all sorts of criticisms and abuse.
+Sometimes they are humorous and others have a sting which is not readily
+forgotten.
+
+I admit, on account of my size, there were times in a game when I would
+get in a player's way; sometimes in the spectators' way. During a
+Yale-Harvard game, in which I was acting as an official, the play came
+close to the side line, and I had taken my position directly between the
+players and the spectators, when some kind friend from the bleachers
+yelled out:
+
+"Get off the field, how do you expect us to see the game?"
+
+I shall never forget one poor little fellow who had recovered a fumbled
+ball, while on top of him was a wriggling mass of players trying to get
+the ball. As I slowly, but surely, forced my way down through the pile
+of players I finally landed on top of him. I shall never forget how he
+grunted and yelled, "Six or seven of you fellows get off of me."
+
+It was in the same game that some man from the bleachers called out as I
+was running up the field: "Here comes the Beef Trust."
+
+There was a coach of a Southern college who tried to put over a new one
+on me, when I caught him coaching from the side lines in a game with
+Pennsylvania on Franklin Field. I first warned him, and when he
+persisted in the offense, I put him behind the ropes, on a bench,
+besides imposing the regular penalty. It was not long after this, that I
+discovered he had left the bench. I found him again on the side line,
+wearing a heavy ulster and change of hat to disguise himself, but this
+quick change artist promptly got the gate.
+
+I knew a player who had an opportunity to get back at an official, but
+there was no rule to meet the situation. A penalty had been imposed,
+because the player had used improper language. A heated argument
+followed, and I am afraid the Umpire was guilty of a like offense, when
+the player exclaimed:
+
+"Well! Well! Why don't you penalize yourself?"
+
+He surely was right. I should have been penalized.
+
+One sometimes unconsciously fails to deal out a kindness for a courtesy
+done. That was my experience in a Harvard-Yale game at Cambridge one
+year. On the morning before the game, while I was at the Hotel Touraine,
+I was making an earnest effort to get, what seemed almost impossible, a
+seat for a friend of mine. I had finally purchased one for ten dollars,
+and so made known the fact to two or three of my friends in the
+corridor. About this time a tall, athletic, chap, who had heard that I
+wanted an extra ticket, volunteered to get me one at the regular price,
+which he succeeded in doing. I had no difficulty in returning my
+speculator's ticket. I thanked the fellow cordially for getting me the
+ticket. I did not see him again until late that afternoon when the game
+was nearly over. Some rough work in one of the scrimmages compelled me
+to withdraw one of the Harvard players from the game. As I walked with
+him to the side lines, I glanced at his face, only to recognize my
+friend--the ticket producer. The umpire's task then became harder than
+ever, as I gave him a seat on the side line. That player was Vic
+Kennard.
+
+Evarts Wrenn, one of our foremost officials a few years ago, has had
+some interesting experiences of his own.
+
+"While umpiring a game between Michigan and Ohio State, at Columbus," he
+says, "Heston, Michigan's fullback, carrying the ball, broke through the
+line, was tackled and thrown; recovered his feet, started again, was
+tackled and thrown again, threw off his tacklers only to be thrown
+again. Again he broke away. All this time I was backing up in front of
+the play. As Heston broke away from the last tacklers, I backed suddenly
+into the outstretched arms of the Ohio State fullback, who, it appears,
+had been backing up step by step with me. Heston ran thirty yards for a
+touchdown. You can imagine how unpopular I was with the home team, and
+how ridiculous my plight appeared.
+
+"Another instance occurred in a Chicago-Cornell game at Marshall
+Field," Wrenn goes on to say. "You know it always seems good to an
+official to get through a game without having to make any disagreeable
+decisions. I was congratulating myself on having got through this game
+so fortunately. As I was hurrying off the field, I was stopped by the
+little Cornell trainer, who had been very much in evidence on the side
+lines during the game. He called to me.
+
+"'Mr. Wrenn' (and I straightened, chucking out my chest and getting my
+hand ready for congratulations). 'That was the ---- ---- piece of
+umpiring I ever saw in my life.' I cannot describe my feelings. I was
+standing there with my mouth open when he had got yards away."
+
+Dan Hurley, who was captain of the 1904 Harvard team, writes me, as
+follows:
+
+"Football rules are changed from year to year. The causes of these
+changes are usually new points which have arisen the year previous
+during football games. A good many rules are interpreted according to
+the judgment of each individual official. I remember two points that
+arose in the Harvard-Penn' game in 1904, at Soldiers' Field. In this
+year there was great rivalry between the players representing Harvard
+and Pennsylvania. The contest was sharp and bitterly fought all the way
+through. Both teams had complained frequently to Edwards, the Umpire.
+Finally he caught two men red-handed, so to speak. There was no
+argument. Both men admitted it. It so happened that both men were very
+valuable to their respective teams. The loss of either man would be
+greatly felt. Both captains cornered Edwards and both agreed that he was
+perfectly right in his contention that both men should have to leave the
+field, but--and it was this that caused the new rule to be enforced the
+next year. Both captains suggested that they were perfectly willing for
+both men to remain in the game despite the penalty, and with eager faces
+both captains watched Edwards' face as he pondered whether he should or
+should not permit them to remain in the game. He did, however, allow
+both to play. Of course, this ruling was establishing a dangerous
+precedent; therefore, the next year the Rules Committee incorporated a
+new rule to the effect that two captains of opposing teams could not by
+mutual agreement permit a player who ought to be removed for committing
+a foul to remain in the game."
+
+Bill Crowell of Swarthmore, later a coach at Lafayette, is another
+official who has had curious experiences.
+
+"In a Lehigh-Indian game a few years ago at South Bethlehem, in which I
+was acting as referee," he says, "in the early part of the game Lehigh
+held Carlisle for four downs inside of the three-yard line, and when on
+the last try, Powell, the Indian back, failed to take it over, contrary
+to the opinion of Warner, their coach. I called out, 'Lehigh's ball,'
+and moved behind the Lehigh team which was forming to take the ball out
+of danger. Just before the ball was snapped, and everything was quiet in
+the stands, Warner called across the field:
+
+"'Hey! Crowell! you're the best defensive man Lehigh's got.'"
+
+Phil Draper, famous in Williams football, and without doubt one of the
+greatest halfbacks that ever played, also served his time as an
+official. He says:
+
+"From my experience as an official, I believe that most of their
+troubles come from the coaches. If things are not going as well with
+their team as they ought to go, they have a tendency to blame it on the
+officials in order to protect themselves."
+
+"There was, in my playing days, as now, the usual controversy in
+reference to the officials of the game," says Wyllys Terry, "and the
+same controversies arose in those days in regard to the decisions which
+were given. My sympathies have always been with the officials in the
+game in all decisions that they have rendered. It is impossible for them
+to see everything, but when they come to make a decision they are the
+only ones that are on the spot and simply have to decide on what they
+see at the moment.
+
+"It is a difficult position. Thousands say you are right, thousands say
+you are wrong--but my belief has always been that nine times out of ten
+the official's decision is correct. It was my misfortune to officiate
+in but one large game; that between Harvard and Princeton in the fall of
+'87. This was the year that there was a great outcry regarding the
+rules, particularly in reference to tackling. It was decided that a
+tackle below the waist was a foul and the penalty was disqualification.
+I was appointed Umpire in the Harvard-Princeton game of that year.
+Before the game I called the teams together and told them what the
+representatives of the three colleges had agreed upon. They had
+authorized me to carry the rules out in strict accordance with their
+instructions and I proposed to do so. In the early part of the game
+there was a scrimmage on one side of the field and after the mass had
+been cleared away, I heard somebody call for me. On looking around I
+found that the call came from Holden, Captain of the Harvard team. He
+called my attention to the fact that he was still being tackled and that
+the man had both his arms around his knee, with his head resting on it.
+He demanded, under the agreed interpretation of the rules, that the
+tackle be decided a foul, and that the man be disqualified and sent from
+the field. The question of intent was not allowed me, for I had to
+decide on the facts as they presented themselves. The result was that
+Cowan, one of the most powerful, and one of the best linemen that ever
+stood on a football field, was disqualified. The Captain of the
+Princeton team remarked at the time, 'I would rather have any three men
+disqualified than Cowan.' As the game up to that time had been very
+close, and the Princeton sympathizers were sure of victory, I believe I
+was the most cordially hated ex-football player that ever existed.
+Shortly after this the Harvard men had the Princeton team near their
+goal line and in possession of the ball. Two linemen used their hands,
+which on the offense is illegal, and made a hole through which the
+Harvard halfback passed and crossed the line for a touchdown amid
+tremendous cheers from the Harvard contingent. This touchdown was not
+allowed by the Umpire. Again I was the most hated football man that
+lived, so far as Harvard was concerned. The result was I had no friends
+on either side of the field.
+
+"After the game, in talking it over with Walter Camp, he assured me that
+the decisions had been correct, but that he was very glad he had not had
+to make them. In spite of these decisions, I was asked to umpire in a
+number of big games the next year: but that one experience had been
+enough for me. I never appeared again in that or any other official
+capacity. I have been trying for the last thirty-two years to get back
+the friends which, before that game, I had in both Princeton and Harvard
+circles, with only a fair amount of success."
+
+I have always considered it a great privilege to have been associated
+as an official in the game with Pa Corbin. I know of no man that ever
+worked as earnestly and intelligently to carry out his official duties,
+and year after year he has kept up his interest in the game, not only as
+a coach, but as a thoroughly competent official.
+
+As a favorite with all colleges his services were eagerly sought. He
+recollects the following:--
+
+"The experience that made as much of an impression upon me as any, was
+the game with Penn-Lafayette which came just after the experience of the
+year before which developed so much rough play. The man agreed upon for
+Umpire, did not appear, and after waiting a while the two captains came
+to me and asked if I would umpire in addition to acting as referee. I
+accused them of conspiracy to put me entirely out of business, but they
+insisted and I reluctantly acquiesced. I told both teams that I would be
+so busy that I would have no time for arguments or even investigation
+and any move that seemed to me like roughness would be penalized to the
+full extent of the rules regardless of whom he was or of how many. The
+result was that it was one of the most decent games and in fact almost
+gentlemanly that I have ever experienced."
+
+Joe Pendleton has been an official for twenty years. He is an alert,
+conscientious officer in the game. I have worked many times with Joe
+and he is a very interesting partner in the official end of the game.
+
+In the fall of 1915 Joe had a very severe illness and his absence from
+the football field was deeply regretted.
+
+Joe always wore his old Bowdoin sweater and when out upon the field, the
+big B on the chest of Joe's white sweater almost covered him up.
+
+"A few years ago I had occasion to remove a player from a game for a
+foul play," says Joe, "and in a second the quarterback was telling me of
+my mistake. 'Why, you can't put that man out,' he said, and when I
+questioned him as to where he got such a mistaken idea, his reply was:
+
+"'Why, he is our captain!'
+
+"In another game after the umpire had disqualified a player for kicking
+an opponent, the offending player appealed to me, basing his claim on
+the ground that he had not kicked the man until after the whistle had
+been blown and the play was over. Another man on the same team claimed
+exemption from a penalty on the ground that he had slugged his opponent
+while out of bounds. He actually believed that we could not penalize for
+fouls off the playing field.
+
+"The funniest appeal I ever had made to me was made by a player years
+ago who asked that time be taken out in order that he might change a
+perfectly good jersey for one of a different color. It seems he had lost
+his jersey and had borrowed one from a player on the home team. When I
+asked him why he wanted to change his jersey he replied:
+
+"'Because my own team are kicking the stuffing out of me and I must get
+a different colored jersey. At times my team mates take me for an
+opponent.'
+
+"In a game where it was necessary to caution the players against talking
+too much to their opponents one particularly curious incident occurred.
+
+"One team, in order to give one of the larger college elevens a stiff
+practice game, had put in the field two or three ringers. The big
+college team men were rather suspicious that their opponents were not
+entirely made up of bona fide students. A big tackle on the larger team
+made the following remark to a supposed ringer:
+
+"'I'll bet you five to one you cannot name the president of your
+college.' The answer came back, 'Well, old boy, perhaps I can't, but
+perhaps I can show you how to play tackle and that's all I'm here for.'"
+
+The Princeton-Yale game of 1915 was one of the most bitterly contested
+in the history of football. Princeton was a strong favorite, but Yale
+forced the fighting and had their opponents on the defensive almost from
+the beginning. Princeton's chances were materially hurt by a number of
+severe penalties which cost her considerably in excess of one hundred
+yards. Each of the officials had a hand in the infliction of the
+penalties, but the Referee, who happened to be Nate Tufts of Brown, had,
+of course, to enforce them all by marking off the distance given to Yale
+and putting the ball in the proper place.
+
+In the evening after the game, a number of football officials and others
+were dining in New York; in the party was a Princeton graduate, who was
+introduced to Mr. Tufts, the Referee of the game of the afternoon. At
+the introduction the Princeton man remarked that when he was a boy he
+had read of Jesse James, the McCoy brothers, and other noted bandits and
+train robbers, but that he took off his hat to Mr. Tufts as the king of
+them all.
+
+Okeson, a star player of Lehigh and prominent official, recalls this
+game:
+
+"In 1908 I umpired in a memorable game which took place at New Haven
+between Yale and Princeton, which resulted in a victory for Yale, 12-10.
+This was before any rule was inserted calling for the Referee to notify
+the teams to appear on the field at the beginning of the second half. At
+that time a ten-minute intermission was allowed between the halves. The
+first half closed with the score 10-0 in favor of Princeton. At the end
+of about seven minutes Mike Thompson, who was Referee, following the
+custom that had grown up, although no rule required it, left the field
+to notify the teams to return. When he came back I asked him if he had
+found them, for on the old Yale Field it was something of a job to
+locate the teams once they had passed through the gates. Mike said that
+they were in the Field House on the other side of the baseball field and
+that he had called in to them. The Princeton players appeared in a
+minute or two, but no sign of Yale. Finally, getting suspicious, Mike
+asked Bill Roper, who was head coach at Princeton that year, if the Yale
+team had been in the Field House. The answer was 'No,' and we suddenly
+woke up to the fact that although time for the intermission had ended
+three or four minutes before, the Yale team was not notified, and
+furthermore, no one knew where they were except that they were somewhere
+under the stands. There were many gates and to leave by one to search
+meant running a chance that the Yale team might appear almost
+immediately through another and then the game be further delayed by the
+absence of the Referee. This being the case, Mike had no choice but to
+do as he did, namely, send messengers through all gates. One of these
+messengers met the Yale team coming along under the stands. The coaches
+had decided that time must be up, although none of them had kept a
+record of it, and had started back finally without any notice. Eight
+minutes over the legal ten had been taken before they appeared on the
+field and Bill Roper was raging. As Yale won in the second half it was
+only natural that we officials were greatly censored by Princeton, and
+Yale did not escape criticism. Yet the whole thing came from the fact
+that a custom had grown up of depending on the Referee to find and bring
+the teams back to the field instead of each team either staying on the
+field, or failing that, taking the responsibility on themselves of
+getting back in time. Yale simply followed the usual custom and 'Mike'
+was misled due to being told that both teams had gone to the Field House
+by one of those ready volunteers who furnish information whether they
+know anything about the subject in hand or not."
+
+[Illustration: CRASH OF CONFLICT
+
+When Charge Meets Charge.]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXI
+
+CRASH OF CONFLICT
+
+
+The start of a football game is most exciting; not alone for the
+players, but for the spectators as well. Every one is keyed up in
+anticipation of the contest. The referee's whistle blows; the ball is
+kicked off--the game has begun.
+
+Opponents now meet face to face on the field of battle. What happens on
+the gridiron is plainly seen by the spectators, but it is not possible
+for them to hear the conversations which take place. There is much good
+natured joshing between the players, which brings out the humorous as
+well as the serious side of the contest. In a game, and during the hard
+days of practice, many remarks are made which, if overheard, would give
+the spectators an insight into the personal, human side of the sport.
+
+It behooves every team to make the most of the first five minutes of
+play. Every coach in the country will tell his team to get the charge on
+their opponents from the start. A good start usually means a good
+ending.
+
+From the side lines we see the men put their shoulders to their work,
+charging and pushing their opponents aside to make a hole in the line,
+through which the man with the ball may gain his distance; or we may see
+a man on the defensive, full of grim determination to meet the oncoming
+charges of his opponent. As we glance at the accompanying picture of a
+Yale-West Point game, we will observe the earnest effort that is being
+made in the great game of football--the crash of conflict.
+
+One particularly amusing story is told about a former Lehigh player in a
+Princeton game several years ago.
+
+"After the match had been in progress twenty minutes or more," says a
+Princeton man who played, "we began to show a large number of bruises on
+our faces. This was especially the case with House Janeway, whose
+opponent, at tackle, was a big husky Lehigh player. Janeway finally
+became suspicious of the big husky, whose arms often struck him during
+the scrimmage.
+
+"'What have you got on your arm?' shouted Janeway at his adversary.
+
+"'Never you mind. I'm playing my game,' was the big tackle's retort.
+
+"Janeway insisted that the game be stopped temporarily for an
+inspection. The Lehigh tackle demurred. Hector Cowan, whose face had
+suffered, backed up Janeway's demand.
+
+"'Have you anything on your arm?' demanded the referee of the Lehigh
+player.
+
+"'My sleeve,' was the curt reply.
+
+"'Well, turn up your sleeve then.'
+
+"The big tackle was forced to comply with the official's request, and
+disclosed a silver bracelet.
+
+"'Either take that off or go out of the game,' was the referee's orders.
+
+"'But I promised a girl friend that I would wear it through the match,'
+protested Lehigh's tackle. 'I can't take it off. Don't you
+understand--it was _wished_ on!'
+
+"'Well! I "wish" it off,' the referee replied. 'This is no society
+affair.'
+
+"The big tackle objected to this, declaring he would sooner quit the
+game than be disloyal to the girl.
+
+"'Then you will quit,' was the command of the umpire, and the big tackle
+left the field, a substitute taking his place."
+
+Lueder, a Cornell tackle, one of the best in his day, mentions a
+personal affair that occurred in the Penn game in 1900, between Blondy
+Wallace and himself.
+
+Blondy's friends when they read this will think he had an off day in his
+general football courtesy. Lueder states:
+
+"When I was trying to take advantage of my opponent, I was outwitted and
+was told to play on the square. I took Wallace's advice and never played
+a nicer game of football in my life. Just this little reprimand, from an
+older player, taught me a lot of football."
+
+In the Yale-Brown game, back in 1898, Richardson, that wonderful Brown
+quarterback, received the ball on a double pass from Dave Fultz and ran
+65-yards before he was downed by Charlie de Saulles, the Yale
+quarterback, on Yale's 5-yard line. When Richardson got up, he turned to
+de Saulles and said:
+
+"You fool, why did you tackle me? I lost a chance to be a hero."
+
+Yale, by the way, won that game by a score of 18 to 14.
+
+Yost relates a humorous experience he had at Michigan in 1901, which was
+his most successful season at that University.
+
+"Buffalo University came to Michigan with a much-heralded team. They
+were coached by a Dartmouth man and had not been scored upon. Buffalo
+papers referred to Michigan as the Woolly Westerners, and the Buffalo
+enthusiasts placed bets that Michigan would not score. The time
+regulation of the game, two halves, was thirty-five minutes, without
+intermission. At the end of the first half the score was 65 to 0. During
+this time many substitutions had been made, some nineteen or twenty men,
+so that every player Buffalo brought with them had at one time or
+another participated in the game.
+
+"The Buffalo coach came to me and said:
+
+"'Yost, we will have to cut this next half short.'
+
+"'Why?' I asked. Of course, I did not realize that every available man
+he had with him was used up, but I felt rather liberal at that stage of
+the game and said:
+
+"'Let them rest fifteen or twenty minutes for the intermission, and then
+use them over again; use them as often as you like. I don't care.'
+
+"About fifteen minutes after the second half had started, I discovered
+on Michigan's side of the field, covered up in a blanket, a big fellow
+named Simpson, one of the Buffalo players. I was naturally curious, and
+said:
+
+"'Simpson, what are you doing over here? You are on the wrong side.'
+
+"'Don't say anything,' came the quick response, 'I know where I am at.
+The coach has put me in three times already and I'm not going in there
+again. Enough is enough for any one. _I've had mine._'
+
+"The score was then 120 to 0, in favor of Michigan, and the Buffalo team
+quit fifteen minutes before the game should have ended.
+
+"It may be interesting to note that from this experience of Buffalo with
+Michigan the expression, 'I've got you Buffaloed,' is said to have
+originated, and to-day Michigan players use it as a fighting word."
+
+Yost smiled triumphantly as he related the following:
+
+"The day we played the Michigan Agricultural College we, of course, were
+at our best. The M. A. C. was taken on as a preliminary game, which was
+to be two twenty-minute halves.
+
+"At the beginning of the second half the score was 118 to 0, in favor of
+Michigan.
+
+"At this time, a big husky tackle, after a very severe scrimmage had
+taken place, stood up, took off his head gear, threw it across the field
+and started for the side line, passing near where I was standing, when I
+yelled at him:
+
+"'The game is not over yet. Go back.'
+
+"'Oh,' he said, 'we came down here to get some experience. I've had all
+I want. Let the other fellows stay, if they want to; me for the dressing
+room.'
+
+"And when this fellow quit, all the other M. A. C. players stopped, and
+the game ended right there. There were but four minutes left to play."
+
+Somebody circulated a rumor that Yost had made the statement that
+Michigan would beat Iowa one year 80 to 0. Of course, this rumor came
+out in the papers on the day of the game, but Yost says:
+
+"I never really said any such thing. However, we did beat them 107 to 0,
+whereupon some fellow from Iowa sent me a telegram, after the game,
+which read: 'Ain't it awful. Box their remains and send them home.'"
+
+In Tom Shevlin's year at Yale, 1902, Mike Sweeney, his old trainer and
+coach at Hill School, was in New Haven watching practice for about four
+days before the first game. Practice that day was a sort of survival of
+the fittest, for they were weeding out the backs, who were doing the
+catching. About five backs were knocked out. A couple had been carried
+off, with twisted knees, and still the coaches were trying for more
+speed and diving tackles.
+
+Tom had just obliterated a 150-pound halfback, who had lost the ball,
+the use of his legs and his Varsity aspirations altogether. Stopped by
+Sweeney, on his way back up the field, Tom remarked:
+
+"Mike, this isn't football. It's war."
+
+A Brown man tells the following interesting story:
+
+"In a game that we were playing with some small college back in 1906 out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had been continually hammering one tackle for
+big gains. The ball was in the middle of the field and time had been
+taken out for some reason or other. Huggins and Robby were standing on
+the side lines, and just as play was about to be resumed, Robby noticed
+that the end on the opposing team was playing out about fifteen feet
+from his tackle, and was standing near us, when Robby said to him:
+
+"'What's the idea? Why don't you get in there where you belong?'
+
+"The end's reply was:
+
+"'I'm wise. Do you think I'm a fool? I don't want to be killed.'"
+
+During a scrub game, the year that Brown had the team that trimmed Yale
+21 to 0, Huggins says:
+
+"Goldberg, a big guard who, at that time, was playing on the second
+eleven, kept holding Brent Smith's foot. Brent was a tackle; one of the
+best, by the way, that we ever had here at Brown. Smith complained to
+the coaches, who told him not to bother, but to get back into the game
+and play football. This he did, but before he settled down to business,
+he said to Goldberg:
+
+"'If you hold my foot again, I'll kick you in the face.'
+
+"About two plays had been run off, when Smith once more shouted:
+
+"'He's holding me.' Robby went in back of him and said:
+
+"'Why didn't you kick him?'
+
+"'Kick him!' replied Brent. 'He held _both_ my feet!'"
+
+Hardwick recalls another incident that has its share of humor, which
+occurred in the Yale bowl on the day of its christening.
+
+"Yale was far behind--some thirty points--playing rather raggedly. They
+had possession of the ball on Harvard's 1-yard line and were attempting
+a strong rushing attack in anticipation of a touchdown. They were
+meeting with little or no success in penetrating Pennock and Trumbull,
+backed by Bradlee. And on the third down they were one yard farther away
+from the goal than at the start. They attempted another plunge on
+tackle, and were using that uncertain form of offense, the direct pass.
+The center was a trifle mixed and passed to the wrong man, with the
+result that Yale recovered the ball on Harvard's 25-yard line. Wilson,
+then a quarter for Yale, turned to his center and asked him sharply:
+
+"'Why don't you keep track of the signals?'
+
+"In a flash, the center rush turned and replied:
+
+"'How do you expect me to keep track of signals, when I can hardly keep
+track of the touchdowns.'"
+
+Brown University was playing the Carlisle Indians some ten years ago at
+the Polo Grounds at New York City. Bemus Pierce, the Indian captain,
+called time just as a play was about to be run off, and the Brown team
+continued in line, while Hawley Pierce, his brother, a tackle on the
+Indian team, complained, in an audible voice, that some one on the Brown
+team had been slugging him. Bemus walked over to the Brown line with his
+brother, saying to him:
+
+"Pick out the man who did it."
+
+Hawley Pierce looked the Brunonians over, but could not decide which
+player had been guilty of the rough work. By this time, the two minutes
+were up, and the officials ordered play resumed. Bemus shouted to
+Hawley:
+
+"Now keep your eyes open and find out who it was. Show him to me, and
+after the game I'll take care of him properly."
+
+It is interesting to note that Bemus only weighed 230 pounds and his
+little brother tipped the scale at 210 pounds.
+
+In 1900 Brown played the University of Chicago, at Chicago. During the
+second half, Bates, the Brown captain, was injured and was taken from
+the game, and Sheehan, a big tackle, was made temporary captain. At that
+time the score was 6 to 6. Sheehan called the team together and
+addressed them in this manner:
+
+"Look here, boys, we've got thirteen minutes to play. Get in and play
+like hell. Every one of you make a touchdown. We can beat 'em with
+ease."
+
+For many years the last statement was one of Brown's battle-cries.
+Brown, by the way, won that game by a score of 12 to 6.
+
+A former Brown man says that in a Harvard game some few years ago, Brown
+had been steadily plowing through the Crimson's left guard. Goldberg, of
+the Brown team, had been opening up big holes and Jake High, Brown's
+fullback, had been going through for eight and ten yards at a time.
+Goldberg, who was a big, stout fellow, not only was taking care of the
+Harvard guard, but was going through and making an endeavor to clean up
+the secondary defense. High, occasionally, when he had the ball, instead
+of looking where he was going, would run blindly into Goldberg and the
+play would stop dead. Finally, after one of these experiences, Jake
+cried out:
+
+[Illustration: AINSWORTH, YALE'S TERROR IN AN UPHILL GAME]
+
+"Goldberg, if you would only keep out of my way, I would make the
+All-American."
+
+In the same game, High, on a line plunge, got through, dodged the
+secondary defense and was finally brought down by Harvard's backfield
+man, O'Flaherty. Jake always ran with his mouth wide open, and
+O'Flaherty, who made a high tackle, was unfortunate enough to stick his
+finger in High's mouth. He let out a yell as Jake came down on it:
+
+"What are you biting my finger for?" High as quickly responded:
+
+"What are you sticking it in my mouth for?"
+
+Huggins of Brown says: "The year that we beat Pennsylvania so badly out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had the ball on Penn's 2-yard line. Time was
+called for some reason, and we noticed that the backfield men were
+clustered about Crowther, our quarterback. We afterwards learned that
+all four of the backfield wanted to carry the ball over. Crowther
+reached down and plucked three blades of grass and the halfbacks and the
+fullback each drew one with the understanding that the one drawing the
+shortest blade could carry the ball. Much to their astonishment, they
+found that all the pieces of grass were of the same length. Crowther,
+who made the All-American that year, shouted:
+
+"You all lose. I'll take it myself," and over the line he went with the
+ball tucked away under his arm.
+
+"Johnny Poe was behind the door when fear went by," says Garry Cochran.
+"Every one knows of his wonderful courage. I remember that in the
+Harvard '96 game, at Cambridge, near the end of the first half, two of
+our best men (Ad Kelly and Sport Armstrong) were seriously hurt, which
+disorganized the team. The men were desperate and near the breaking
+point. Johnny, with his true Princeton spirit, sent this message to each
+man on the team:
+
+"'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat.'"
+
+"This message brought about a miracle. It put iron in each man's soul,
+and never from that moment did Harvard gain a yard, and for four
+succeeding years--'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat,' was
+Princeton's battle-cry.
+
+"The good that Johnny did for Princeton teams was never heralded abroad.
+His work was noiseless, but always to the point.
+
+"I remember the Indian game in '96. The score in the first half was 6 to
+0, in favor of the Indians. I believe they had beaten Harvard and Penn,
+and tied Yale. There wasn't a word said in the club house when the team
+came off the field, but each man was digging in his locker for a special
+pair of shoes, which we had prepared for Yale. Naturally I was very
+bitter and refused to speak to any one. Then I heard the quiet,
+confident voice talking to Johnny Baird, who had his locker next to
+mine. I can't remember all he said, but this is the gist of his
+conversation:
+
+"'Johnny, you're backing up the center. Why can't you make that line
+into a fighting unit? Tell 'em their grandfathers licked a hundred
+better Indians than these fellows are, and it's up to them to show they
+haven't back-bred.'
+
+"Johnny Baird carried out these orders, and the score, 22 to 6, favoring
+Princeton, showed the result.
+
+"Once more Johnny Poe's brains lifted Princeton out of a hole. I could
+mention many cases where Johnny has helped Princetonians, but they are
+personal and could not be published.
+
+"I can only say, that when I lost Johnny Poe, I lost one who can never
+be replaced, and I feel like a traitor because I was not beside him when
+he fell."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Rinehart tells how he tried to get even with Sam Boyle.
+
+"I went into professional football, after leaving Lafayette," says
+Rinehart. "I joined the Greensburg Athletic Club team at Greensburg,
+Pennsylvania, solely for the purpose of getting back at Sam Boyle,
+formerly of the University of Penn. He was playing on the Pittsburgh
+Athletic Club."
+
+When I asked Rinehart why he wanted to get square with Sam Boyle, he
+said:
+
+"For the reason that Sam, during the Penn-Lafayette contest in '97, had
+acted in a very unsportsmanlike manner and kept telling his associates
+to kill the Lafayette men and not to forget what Lafayette did to them
+last year, and a lot more, but possibly it was fortunate for Sam that he
+did not play in our Greensburg-Pittsburgh Athletic Club game. I was
+ready to square myself for Lafayette."
+
+A lot of good football stories have been going the rounds, some old,
+some new, but none of them better than the one Barkie Donald, afterward
+a member of the Harvard Advisory Football Committee, tells on himself,
+in a game that Harvard played against the Carlisle Indians in 1896.
+
+It was the first time Harvard and Carlisle had met--Harvard winning--4
+to 0--and Donald played tackle against Bemus Pierce.
+
+Donald, none too gentle a player, for he had to fight every day against
+Bert Waters, then a coach, knew how to use his arms against the Indian,
+and also when charging, how to do a little execution with his elbows and
+the open hand, just as the play was coming off. He was playing
+legitimately under the old game. He roughed it with the big Indian and
+caught him hard several times, but finally Bemus Pierce had something to
+say.
+
+"Mr. Donald," he said, quietly, "you have been hitting me and if you do
+it again, I shall hit you." But Donald did not heed the warning, and in
+the next play he bowled at Bemus harder than ever for extra measure.
+Still the big Indian did not retaliate.
+
+"But I thought I was hit by a sledge hammer in the next scrimmage," said
+Donald after the game. "I remember charging, but that was all. I was
+down and out, but when I came to I somehow wabbled to my feet and went
+back against the Indian. I was so dazed I could just see the big fellow
+moving about and as we sparred off for the next play he said in a matter
+of fact tone:
+
+"'Mr. Donald, you hit me, one, two, three times, I hit you only
+one--we're square.'
+
+"And you bet we were square," Donald always adds as he tells the story.
+
+Tacks Hardwick, in common with most football players, thinks the world
+of Eddie Mahan.
+
+"I have played football and baseball with Eddie," he says, "and am
+naturally an ardent admirer of his ability, his keen wit and his
+thorough sportsmanship. One of Eddie's greatest assets is his
+temperament. He seldom gets nervous. I have seen him with the bases
+full, and with three balls on the batter, turn about in the box with a
+smile on his face, wave the outfield back, and then groove the ball
+waist high. Nothing worried him. His ability to avoid tacklers in the
+broken field had always puzzled me. I had studied the usual methods
+quite carefully. Change of pace, reversing the field, spinning when
+tackled, etc.,--most of the tricks I had given thought to, but
+apparently Eddie relied little on these. He used them all instinctively,
+but favored none.
+
+"Charlie Brickley had a favorite trick of allowing his arm to be tackled
+flat against his leg, then, at the very moment his opponent thought he
+had him, Charlie would wrench up his arm and break the grip.
+
+"Percy Wendell used to bowl over the tackler by running very low. I
+relied almost exclusively on a straight arm, and 'riding a man.' This
+means that when a tackler comes with such force that a straight arm is
+not sufficient to hold him off, and you know he will break through, you
+put your hand on the top of his head, throw your hips sharply away, and
+vault as you would over a fence rail, using his head as a support. If he
+is coming hard, his head has sufficient power to give you quite a boost,
+and you can 'ride him' a considerable distance--often four or five
+yards. When his momentum dies, drop off and leave him. Well, Eddie
+didn't use any of these. Finally I asked him how he figured on getting
+by the tackler, and what the trick was he used so effectively.
+
+"'It's a cinch,' Eddie replied. 'All I do is poke my foot out at him,
+give it to him; he goes to grab it, and I take it away!'
+
+[Illustration: TWO TO ONE HE GETS AWAY
+
+Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson and Avery.]
+
+"Leo Leary had been giving the ends a talk on being 'cagey.' 'Cagey'
+play is foxy--such as never getting in the same position on every play,
+moving about, doing the unexpected. If you wish to put your tackle out,
+play outside him, and draw him out, and then at the last moment hop in
+close to your own tackle, and then charge your opponent. The reverse is
+true as well. The unexpected and unusual make up 'cagey' play. Much
+emphasis had been laid on this, and we were all thoroughly impressed,
+especially Weatherhead, that year a substitute.
+
+"Weatherhead's appearance and actions on the field were well adapted to
+cagey play. Opponents could learn nothing by analyzing his expression.
+It seldom varied. His walk had a sort of tip-toe roll to it, much
+similar to the conventional stage villain, inspecting a room before
+robbing a safe. In the course of the afternoon game, Weatherhead put his
+coaching in practice.
+
+"We had a habit--practically every team has--of shouting 'Signal'
+whenever a player did not understand the orders of the quarterback. Mal
+Logan had just snapped out his signals, when Al Weatherhead left his
+position. Casting furtive glances at the opponents, and tip-toeing along
+like an Indian scout at his best, the very personification of
+'caginess,' Weatherhead approached Logan. Logan, thinking Al had
+discovered some important weak spot in the defense, leaned forward
+attentively. Weatherhead rolled up, and carefully shielding his mouth
+with his hand, asked in a stage whisper 'Signal.'
+
+"A piece of thoughtfulness that expressed the spirit of the man who did
+it, and also the whole team, took place at the Algonquin Hotel at New
+London, on the eve of the Harvard-Yale game in 1914. The Algonquin is
+fundamentally a summer hotel, although it is open all the year. The
+Harvard team had their headquarters there, and naturally the place was
+packed with the squad and the numerous followers. Eddie Mahan and I
+roomed together, and in the room adjoining were Watson and Swigert, two
+substitute quarterbacks. Folding doors separated the rooms, and these
+had been flung open. In the night, it turned cold, and the summer
+bedding was insufficient. Swigert couldn't sleep, he was so chilled, so
+he got up, and went in search of blankets. He examined all the closets
+on that floor, without success; then he explored the floors above and
+below, and finally went down to the night clerk, and demanded some
+blankets of him. After considerable delay, he obtained two thin
+blankets, and thoroughly chilled from his walk in his bare feet,
+returned to the room. Passing our door, he spied Eddie curled up and
+shivering, about half asleep. I was asleep, but a cold, uncomfortable
+sleep that is no real rest. He walked in, and placing one blanket over
+Eddie and one over me, went back to his own bed colder than ever.
+
+"I am a firm believer in rough, rugged, aggressive, bruising football,"
+says Hardwick. "The rougher, the better, if, and only if, it is
+legitimate and clean football. I am glad to say that clean football has
+been prevalent in my experience. Only on the rarest occasions have I
+felt any unclean actions have been intentional and premeditated. We have
+made it a point to play fierce, hard and clean football, and have nearly
+always received the same treatment.
+
+"In my freshman year, however, I felt that I had been wronged, and
+foolishly I took it to heart. Since that time I have changed my mind as
+I have had an opportunity to know the player personally and my own
+observation and the general high reputation he has for sportsmanship
+have thoroughly convinced me of my mistake. The particular play in
+question was in the Yale 1915 game. We started a wide end run, and I was
+attempting to take out the end. I dived at his knees but aimed too far
+in front, falling at his feet. He leaped in the air to avoid me, and
+came down on the small of my back, gouging me quite severely with his
+heel cleats. I felt that it was unnecessary and foolishly resented it."
+
+One of the most famous games in football was the Harvard-Yale encounter
+at Springfield in '94. Bob Emmons was captain of the Harvard team and
+Frank Hinkey captain of Yale. This game was so severely fought that it
+was decided best to discontinue football relations between these two
+universities and no game took place until three years later.
+
+Jim Rodgers, who was a substitute at Yale that year, relates some
+interesting incidents of that game:
+
+"In those old strenuous days, they put so much fear of God in you, it
+scared you so you couldn't play. When we went up to Springfield, we were
+all over-trained. Instead of putting us up at a regular hotel, they put
+us up at the Christian Workers, that Stagg was interested in. The
+bedrooms looked like cells, with a little iron bed and one lamp in each
+room," says Jim. "You know after one is defeated he recalls these facts
+as terrible experiences. None of us slept at all well that night, and my
+knees were so stiff I could hardly walk. Yale relied much on Fred
+Murphy. Harvard had coached Hallowell to get Murphy excited. Murphy was
+quick tempered. If you got his goat, he was pretty liable to use his
+hands, and Harvard was anxious to have him put out of the game.
+Hallowell went to his task with earnestness. He got Murphy to the point
+of rage, but Murphy had been up against Bill Odlin, who used to coach at
+Andover, and Bill used to give you hell if you slugged when the umpire
+was looking. But when his back was turned you could do anything.
+
+"Murphy stood about all he could and when he saw the officials were in
+a conference he gave Hallowell a back-hander, and dropped him like a
+brick. His nose was flattened right over his cheek-bone. Fortunately
+that happened on the Yale side of the field. If it had happened on the
+Harvard side, there would have been a riot. There was some noise when
+that blow was delivered; the whole crowd in the stand stood aghast and
+held its breath. So Harvard laid for Murphy and in about two plays they
+got him. How they got him we never knew, but suddenly it was apparent
+that Murphy was gone. The trainer finally helped Murphy up and the
+captain of the team told him in which direction his goal was. He would
+break through just as fine and fast as before, but the moment his head
+got down to a certain angle, he would go down in a heap. He was game to
+the core, however, and he kept on going.
+
+"It was in this game that Wrightington, the halfback, was injured,
+though this never came out in the newspapers. Wrightington caught a punt
+and started back up the field. In those days you could wriggle and
+squirm all you wanted to and you could pile on a thousand strong, if you
+liked. Frank Hinkey was at the other end of the field playing wide, and
+ready if Wrightington should take a dodge. Murphy caught Wrightington
+and he started to wriggle. It was at this time that Louis Hinkey came
+charging down the field on a dead run. In trying to prevent
+Wrightington from advancing any further with the ball, Louis Hinkey's
+knee hit Wrightington and came down with a crash on his collar-bone and
+neck. Wrightington gave one moan, rolled over and fainted dead away.
+Frank Hinkey was not within fifteen yards of the play, and Louis did it
+with no evil intention. Frank thought that Wrightington had been killed
+and he came over and took Louis Hinkey by the hand, appreciating the
+severe criticism which was bound to be heaped upon his brother Louis.
+There was a furor. It was on everybody's tongue that Frank Hinkey had
+purposely broken Wrightington's collar-bone. Frank knew who did it, but
+the 'Silent Hinkey' never revealed the real truth. He protected his
+brother.
+
+"Yale took issue on the point, and as a result the athletic relationship
+was suspended.
+
+"It was in this game that Bronc Armstrong established the world's brief
+record for staying in the game. He was on the field for twenty
+seconds--then was ruled out. I think Frank Hinkey is the greatest end
+that was ever on a field. To my mind he never did a dirty thing, but he
+tackled hard. When Frank Hinkey tackled a man, he left him there. In
+later years when I was coaching, an old Harvard player who was visiting
+me, came out to Yale Field. He had never seen Hinkey play football, but
+he had read much about him. I pointed out several of the men to him,
+such as Heffelfinger, and others of about his type, all of whom measured
+up to his ideas, and finally said:
+
+[Illustration: SNAPPING THE BALL WITH LEWIS]
+
+[Illustration: "TWO INSEPARABLES"
+
+Frank Hinkey and the Ball.]
+
+"'Where is that fellow Hinkey?' And when I pointed Hinkey out to him, he
+said:
+
+"'Great guns, Harvard complaining about that little shrimp, I'm ashamed
+of Harvard.'
+
+"Hinkey was a wonderful leader. Every man that ever played under him
+worshipped him. He had his team so buffaloed that they obeyed every
+order, down to the most minute detail.
+
+"When Hinkey entered Yale, there were two corking end rushes in college,
+Crosby and Josh Hartwell. After about two weeks of practice, there was
+no longer a question as to whether Hinkey was going to make the team. It
+was a question of which one of the old players was going to lose his
+job. They called him 'consumptive Hinkey.'"
+
+Every football player, great though he himself was in his prime, has his
+gridiron idol. The man, usually some years his elder, whose exploits as
+a boy he has followed. Joe Beacham's paragon was and is Frank Hinkey and
+the depth of esteem in which the former Cornell star held Hinkey is well
+exemplified in the following incident, which occurred on the Black
+Diamond Express, Eastbound, as it was passing through Tonawanda, New
+York. Beacham had been dozing, but awoke in time to catch a glimpse of
+the signboard as the train flashed by. Leaning slightly forward he
+tapped a drummer upon the shoulder. The salesman turned around. "Take
+off your hat," came the command. "Why?" the salesman began. "Take off
+your hat," repeated Beacham. The man did so. "Thank you; now put it on,"
+came the command. The drummer summing up courage, faced Beacham and
+said, "Now will you kindly tell me why you asked me to do this?" Joe
+smiled with the satisfied feeling of an act well performed and said: "I
+told you to lift your hat because we are passing through the town where
+Frank Hinkey was born."
+
+Later, in the smoking room, Joe heard the drummer discussing the
+incident with a crowd of fellow salesmen, and he said, concluding, "What
+I'd like to know is who in hell is Frank Hinkey?"
+
+And late that evening when the train arrived in New York Joe Beacham and
+the traveling man had become the best of friends. In parting, Joe said:
+"If there's anything I haven't told you, I'll write you about it."
+
+Sandy Hunt, a famous Cornell guard and captain, says:
+
+"Here is one on Bill Hollenback, the last year he played for
+Pennsylvania against Cornell. Bill went into the game, thoroughly fit,
+but Mike Murphy, then training the team, was worried lest he be injured.
+In an early scrimmage Bill's ear was nearly ripped off. Blood flowed and
+Mike left the side lines to aid. Mike was waved away by Bill. 'It's
+nothing but a scratch, Mike, let me get back in the game.' Play was
+resumed. Following a scrimmage, Mike saw Bill rolling on the ground in
+agony. 'His ankle is gone,' quoth Mike, as he ran out to the field.
+Leaning over Bill, Mike said: 'Is it your ankle, or knee, Bill?' Bill,
+writhing in agony, gasped:
+
+"'No; somebody stepped on my corn.'"
+
+Hardwick has this to tell of the days when he coached Annapolis:
+
+"One afternoon at Annapolis, the Varsity were playing a practice game
+and were not playing to form, or better, possibly, they were not playing
+as the coaches had reason to hope. There was an indifference in their
+play and a lack of snap and drive in their work that roused Head Coach
+Ingram's fighting blood. Incidentally, Ingram is a fighter from his feet
+up, every inch, as broad-minded as he is broad-shouldered, and a keen
+student of football. The constant letting up of play, and the lack of
+fight, annoyed him more and more. At last, a Varsity player sat down and
+called for water. Immediately, the cry was taken up by his team mates.
+This was more than Ingram could stand. Out he dashed from the side
+lines, right into the group of players, shaking his fist and shrieking:
+
+"'Water! Water! What you need is fire, not water!'"
+
+Fred Crolius tells a good story about Foster Sanford when he was
+coaching at West Point. One of the most interesting institutions to
+coach is West Point. Even in football field practice the same military
+spirit is in control, most of the coaches being officers. Only when a
+unique character like Sandy appears is the monotony shattered. Sandy is
+often humorous in his most serious moments. One afternoon not many weeks
+before the Navy game Sandy, as Crolius tells it, was paying particular
+attention to Moss, a guard whom Sanford tried to teach to play low. Moss
+was very tall and had never appreciated the necessity of bending his
+knees and straightening his back. Sanford disgusted with Moss as he saw
+him standing nearly erect in a scrimmage, and Sandy's voice would ring
+out, "Stop the play, Lieutenant Smith. Give Mr. Moss a side line badge.
+Moss, if you want to watch this game, put on a badge, then everybody
+will know you've got a right to watch it." In the silence of the parade
+ground those few words sounded like a trumpet for a cavalry charge, but
+Sandy accomplished his purpose and made a guard of Moss.
+
+The day Princeton played Yale at New Haven in 1899, I had a brother on
+each side of the field; one was Princeton Class, 1895, and the other was
+an undergraduate at Yale, Class of 1901.
+
+My brother, Dick, told me that his friends at Yale would joke him as to
+whether he would root for Yale or Princeton on November 25th of that
+year. I did not worry, for I had an idea. A friend of his told me the
+following story a week after the game:
+
+"You had been injured in a mass play and were left alone, for the
+moment, laid out upon the ground. No one seemed to see you as the play
+continued. But Dick was watching your every move, and when he saw you
+were injured he voluntarily arose from his seat and rushed down the
+aisle to a place opposite to where you were and was about to go out on
+the field, when the Princeton trainer rushed out upon the field and
+stood you on your feet, and as Dick came back, he took his seat in the
+Yale grandstand. Yale men knew then where his interest in the game lay."
+
+After Arthur Poe had kicked his goal from the field, Princeton men lost
+themselves completely and rushed out upon the field. In the midst of the
+excitement, I remember my brother, George, coming out and
+enthusiastically congratulating me.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXII
+
+LEST WE FORGET
+
+
+Marshall Newell
+
+There is no hero of the past whose name has been handed down in
+Harvard's football traditions as that of Marshall Newell. He left many
+lasting impressions upon the men who came in contact with him. The men
+that played under his coaching idolized him, and this extended even
+beyond the confines of Harvard University. This is borne out in the
+following tribute which is paid Newell by Herbert Reed, that was on the
+Cornell scrub when Newell was their coach.
+
+"It is poignantly difficult, even to-day, years after what was to so
+many of us a very real tragedy," says Reed, "to accept the fact that
+Marshall Newell is dead. The ache is still as keen as on that Christmas
+morning when the brief news dispatches told us that he had been killed
+in a snowstorm on a railroad track at Springfield. It requires no great
+summoning of the imagination to picture this fine figure of a man, in
+heart and body so like his beloved Berkshire oaks, bending forward, head
+down, and driving into the storm in the path of the everyday duty
+that led to his death. It was, as the world goes, a short life, but a
+fruitful one--a life given over simply and without questioning to
+whatever work or whatever play was at hand.
+
+[Illustration: MARSHALL NEWELL]
+
+"To the vast crowds of lovers of football who journeyed to Springfield
+to see this superman of sport in action in defense of his Alma Mater he
+will always remain as the personification of sportsmanship combined with
+the hard, clean, honest effort that marks your true football player. To
+a great many others who enjoyed the privilege of adventuring afield with
+him, the memory will be that of a man strong enough to be gentle, of
+magnetic personality, and yet withal, with a certain reserve that is
+found only in men whose character is growing steadily under the urge of
+quiet introspection. Yet, for a man so self-contained, he had much to
+give to those about him, whether these were men already enjoying place
+and power or merely boys just on the horizon of a real man's life. It
+was not so much the mere joy and exuberance of living, as the wonder and
+appreciation of living that were the springs of Marshall Newell's being.
+
+"It was this that made him the richest poor man it was ever my fortune
+to know.
+
+"The world about him was to Newell rich in expression of things
+beautiful, things mysterious, things that struck in great measure awe
+and reverence into his soul. A man with so much light within could not
+fail to shine upon others. He had no heart for the city or the life of
+the city, and for him, too, the quest of money had no attraction. Even
+before he went to school at Phillips Exeter, the character of this
+sturdy boy had begun to develop in the surroundings he loved throughout
+his life. Is it any wonder, then, that from the moment he arrived at
+school he became a favorite with his associates, indeed, at a very early
+stage, something of an idol to the other boys? He expressed an ideal in
+his very presence--an ideal that was instantly recognizable as true and
+just--an ideal unspoken, but an ideal lived. Just what that ideal was
+may perhaps be best understood if I quote a word or two from that little
+diary of his, never intended for other eyes but privileged now, a
+quotation that has its own little, delicate touch of humor in
+conjunction with the finer phrases:
+
+"'There is a fine selection from Carmen to whistle on a load of logs
+when driving over frozen ground; every jolt gives a delightful emphasis
+to the notes, and the musician is carried along by the dictatorial
+leader as it were. What a strength there is in the air! It may be rough
+at times, but it is true and does not lie. What would the world be if
+all were open and frank as the day or the sunshine?'
+
+"I want to record certain impressions made upon a certain freshman at
+Cornell, whither Newell went to coach the football team after his
+graduation from Harvard. Those impressions are as fresh to-day as they
+were in that scarlet and gold autumn years ago.
+
+"Here was a man built like the bole of a tree, alight with fire,
+determination, love of sport, and hunger for the task in hand. He was no
+easy taskmaster, but always a just one. Many a young man of that period
+will remember, as I do, the grinding day's work when everything seemed
+to go wrong, when mere discouragement was gradually giving way to actual
+despair, when, somewhat clogged with mud and dust and blood, he felt a
+sudden slap on the back, and heard a cheery voice saying, 'Good work
+to-day. Keep it up.' Playing hard football himself, Newell demanded hard
+football of his pupils. I wish, indeed, that some of the players of
+to-day who groan over a few minutes' session with the soft tackling
+dummy of these times could see that hard, sole leather tackling dummy
+swung from a joist that went clear through it and armed with a shield
+that hit one over the head when he did not get properly down to his
+work, that Newell used.
+
+"It was grinding work this, but through it one learned.
+
+"That ancient and battered dummy is stowed away, a forgotten relic of
+the old days, in the gymnasium at Cornell. There are not a few of us
+who, when returning to Ithaca, hunt it up to do it reverence.
+
+"Let him for a moment transfer his allegiance to the scrub eleven, and
+in that moment the Varsity team knew that it was in a real football
+game. They were hard days indeed on Percy Field, but good days. I have
+seen Newell play single-handed against one side of the Varsity line,
+tear up the interference like a whirlwind, and bring down his man. Many
+of us have played in our small way on the scrub when for purposes of
+illustration Newell occupied some point in the Varsity line. We knew
+then what would be on top of us the instant the ball was snapped. Yet
+when the heap was at its thickest Newell would still be in the middle of
+it or at the bottom, as the case might be, still working, and still
+coaching. Both in his coaching at Harvard and at Cornell he developed
+men whose names will not be forgotten while the game endures, and some
+of these developments were in the nature of eleventh-hour triumphs for
+skill and forceful, yet none the less sympathetic, personality.
+
+"After all, despite his remarkable work as a gridiron player and tutor,
+I like best to think of him as Newell, the man; I like best to recall
+those long Sunday afternoons when he walked through the woodland paths
+in the two big gorges, or over the fields at Ithaca in company much of
+the time with--not the captain of the team, not the star halfback, not
+the great forward, but some young fellow fresh from school who was still
+down in the ruck of the squad. More than once he called at now one, now
+another fraternity house and hailed us: 'Where is that young freshman
+that is out for my team? I would like to have him take a little walk
+with me.' And these walks, incidentally, had little or nothing to do
+with football. They were great opportunities for the little freshman who
+wanted to get closer to the character of the man himself. No flower, no
+bit of moss, no striking patch of foliage escaped his notice, for he
+loved them all, and loved to talk about them. One felt, returning from
+one of these impromptu rambles, that he had been spending valuable time
+in that most wonderful church of all, the great outdoors, and spending
+it with no casual interpreter. Memories of those days in the sharp
+practice on the field grow dim, but these others I know will always
+endure.
+
+"This I know because no month passes, indeed it is almost safe to say,
+hardly a week, year in and year out, in which they are not insistently
+resurgent.
+
+"Marshall Newell was born in Clifton, N. J., on April 2, 1871. His early
+life was spent largely on his father's farm in Great Barrington, Mass.,
+that farm and countryside which seemed to mean so much to him in later
+years. He entered Phillips Exeter Academy in the fall of 1887, and was
+graduated in 1890. Almost at once he achieved, utterly without effort, a
+popularity rare in its quality. Because of his relation with his
+schoolmates and his unostentatious way of looking after the welfare of
+others, he soon came to be known as Ma Newell, and this affectionate
+sobriquet not only clung to him through all the years at Exeter and
+Harvard, but followed him after graduation whithersoever he went. While
+at school he took up athletics ardently as he always took up everything.
+Thus he came up to Harvard with an athletic reputation ready made.
+
+"It was not long before the class of '94 began to feel that subtler
+influence of character that distinguished all his days. He was a member
+of the victorious football eleven of 1890, and of the winning crew of
+1891, both in his freshman year. He also played on the freshman football
+team and on the university team of '91, '92, '93, and rowed on the
+Varsity crews of '92 and '93. In the meantime he was gaining not only
+the respect and friendship of his classmates, but those of the
+instructors as well. Socially, and despite the fact that he was little
+endowed with this world's goods, he enjoyed a remarkable popularity. He
+was a member of the Institute of 1770, Dickey, Hasty Pudding, and
+Signet. In addition, he was the unanimous choice of his class for Second
+Marshal on Class Day. Many other honors he might have had if he had
+cared to seek them. He accepted only those that were literally forced
+upon him.
+
+"In the course of his college career he returned each summer to his home
+in Great Barrington and quietly resumed his work on the farm.
+
+"After graduation he was a remarkably successful football coach at
+Cornell University, and was also a vast help in preparing Harvard
+elevens. His annual appearance in the fall at Cambridge was always the
+means of putting fresh heart and confidence in the Crimson players.
+
+"He turned to railroading in the fall of 1896, acting as Assistant
+Superintendent of the Springfield Division of the Boston and Albany
+Railroad. Here, as at college, he made a profound personal impression on
+his associates. The end came on the evening of December 24th, in 1897.
+
+"In a memorial from his classmates and friends, the following
+significant paragraph appears: 'Marshall Newell belonged to the whole
+University. He cannot be claimed by any clique or class. Let us, his
+classmates, simply express our gratitude that we have had the privilege
+of knowing him and of observing his simple, grand life. We rejoice in
+memories of his comradeship; we deeply mourn our loss. To those whose
+affliction has been even greater than our own, we extend our sympathy.'
+This memorial was signed by Bertram Gordon Waters, Lincoln Davis, and
+George C. Lee, Jr., for the class, men who knew him well.
+
+"Harvard men, I feel sure, will forgive me if I like to believe that
+Newell belonged not merely to the whole Harvard University, but to every
+group of men that came under his influence, whether the football squad
+at Cornell or the humble track walkers of the Boston and Albany.
+
+"Remains, I think, little more for me to say, and this can best be said
+in Newell's own words, selections from that diary of which I have
+already spoken, and which set the stamp on the character of the man for
+all time. This, for instance:
+
+"'It is amusing to notice the expression in the faces of the horses on
+the street as you walk along; how much they resemble people, not in
+feature, but in spirit. Some are cross and snap at the men who pass;
+others asleep; and some will almost thank you for speaking to them or
+patting their noses.' And this, in more serious vein: 'Happened to think
+how there was a resemblance in water and our spirits, or rather in their
+sources. Some people are like springs, always bubbling over with
+freshness and life; others are wells and have to be pumped; while some
+are only reservoirs whose spirits are pumped in and there stagnate
+unless drawn off immediately. Most people are like the wells, but the
+pump handle is not always visible or may be broken off. Many of the
+springs are known only to their shady nooks and velvet marshes, but,
+once found, the path is soon worn to them, which constantly widens and
+deepens. It may be used only by animals, but it is a blessing and
+comfort if only to the flowers and grasses that grow on its edge.'
+
+"Serious as the man was, there are glints and gleams of quiet humor
+throughout this remarkable human document. One night in May he wrote,
+'Stars and moon are bright this evening; frogs are singing in the
+meadow, and the fire-flies are twinkling over the grass by the spring.
+Tree toads have been singing to-day. Set two hens to-night, nailed them
+in. If you want to see determination, look in a setting hen's eye.
+Robins have been carrying food to their nests in the pine trees, and the
+barn swallows fighting for feathers in the air; the big barn is filled
+with their conversation.'
+
+"In the city he missed, as he wrote, 'the light upon the hills.' Again,
+'The stars are the eyes of the sky. The sun sets like a god bowing his
+head. Pine needles catch the light that has streamed through them for a
+hundred years. The wind drives the clouds one day as if they were waves
+of crested brown.' Where indeed in the crowded city streets was he to
+listen 'to the language of the leaves,' and how indeed, 'Feel the colors
+of the West.'
+
+"Is it not possible that something more even than the example and
+influence of his character was lost to the world in his death? What
+possibilities were there not in store for a man who could feel and write
+like this: 'Grand thunderstorm this evening. Vibrations shook the house
+and the flashes of lightning were continuous for a short time. It is
+authority and majesty personified, and one instinctively bows in its
+presence, not with a feeling of dread, but of admiration and respect.'
+
+"It was in the thunder and shock and blaze of just such a storm that I
+stood not long ago among his own Berkshire Hills, hoping thus to prepare
+myself by pilgrimage for this halting but earnest tribute to a
+great-hearted gentleman, who, in his quiet way, meant so much to so many
+of his fellow humans."
+
+
+Walter B. Street
+
+W. L. Sawtelle of Williams, who knew this great player in his playing
+days, writes as follows:
+
+"No Williams contemporary of Walter Bullard Street can forget two
+outstanding facts of his college career: his immaculate personal
+character and his undisputed title to first rank among the football men
+whom Williams has developed. He was idolized because of his athletic
+prowess; he was loved because he was every inch a man. His personality
+lifted his game from the level of an intercollegiate contest to the
+plane of a man's expression of loyalty to his college, and his supremacy
+on the football field gave a new dignity to the undergraduate's ideals
+of true manhood.
+
+"His name is indelibly written in the athletic annals of Williams, and
+his influence, apparently cut off by his early death, is still a vital
+force among those who cheered his memorable gains on the gridiron and
+who admired him for his virile character."
+
+
+W. D. Osgood
+
+Gone from among us is that great old-time hero, Win Osgood. In this
+chapter of thoroughbreds, let us read the tribute George Woodruff pays
+him:
+
+"When my thoughts turn to the scores of fine, manly football players I
+have known intimately, Win Osgood claims, if not first place, at least a
+unique place, among my memories. As a player he has never been surpassed
+in his specialty of making long and brilliant runs, not only around, but
+through the ranks of his opponents. After one of his seventy- or
+eighty-yard runs his path was always marked by a zig-zag line of
+opposing tacklers just collecting their wits and slowly starting to get
+up from the ground. None of them was ever hurt, but they seemed
+temporarily stunned as though, when they struck Osgood's mighty legs,
+they received an electric shock.
+
+"While at Cornell in 1892, Osgood made, by his own prowess, two to three
+touchdowns against each of the strong Yale, Harvard and Princeton
+elevens, and in the Harvard-Pennsylvania game at Philadelphia in 1894,
+he thrilled the spectators with his runs more than I have ever seen any
+man do in any other one game.
+
+"But I would belittle my own sense of Osgood's real worth if I confined
+myself to expatiating on his brilliant physical achievements. His moral
+worth and gentle bravery were to me the chief points in him that arouse
+true admiration. When I, as coach of Penn's football team, discovered
+that Osgood had quietly matriculated at Pennsylvania, without letting
+anybody know of his intention, I naturally cultivated his friendship, in
+order to get from him his value as a player; but I found he was of even
+more value as a moral force among the players and students. In this way
+he helped me as much as by his play, because, to my mind, a football
+team is good or bad according to whether the bad elements or the good,
+both of which are in every set of men, predominate.
+
+"In the winter of 1896, Osgood nearly persuaded me to go with him on his
+expedition to help the Cubans, and I have often regretted not having
+been with him through that experience. He went as a Major of Artillery
+to be sure, but not for the title, nor the adventure only, but I am sure
+from love of freedom and overwhelming sympathy for the oppressed. He
+said to me:
+
+"'The Cubans may not be very lovely, but they are human, and their cause
+is lovely.'
+
+"When Osgood, with almost foolhardy bravery, sat his horse directing his
+dilapidated artillery fire in Cuba, and thus conspicuous, made himself
+even more marked by wearing a white sombrero, he was not playing the
+part of a fool; he was following his natural impulse to exert a moral
+force on his comrades who could understand little but liberty and
+bravery.
+
+"When the Angel of Death gave him the accolade of nobility by touching
+his brow in the form of a Mauser bullet, Win Osgood simply welcomed his
+friend by gently breathing 'Well,' a word typical of the man, and even
+in death, it is reported, continued to sit erect upon his horse."
+
+
+Gordon Brown
+
+There are many young men who lost a true friend when Gordon Brown died.
+He was their ideal. After his college days were over, he became very
+much interested in settlement work on the East Side in New York. He
+devoted much of his time after business to this great work which still
+stands as a monument to him. He was as loyal to it as he was to football
+when he played at Yale. Gordon Brown's career at Yale was a remarkable
+one. He was captain of the greatest football team Yale ever had.
+Whenever the 1900 team is mentioned it is spoken of as Gordon Brown's
+team. The spirit of this great thoroughbred still lives at Yale, still
+lives at Groton School where he spent six years. He was captain there
+and leader in all the activities in the school. He was one of the
+highest type college men I have ever known. He typified all the best
+there was in Yale. He was strong mentally, as well as physically.
+
+It was my pleasure to have played against him in two Yale-Princeton
+games, '98 and '99. I have never known a finer sportsman than he. He
+played the game hard, and he played it fair. He had nothing to say to
+his opponents in the game. He was there for business. Always urging his
+fellow players on to better work. Every one who knew this gallant leader
+had absolute confidence in him. All admired and loved him. There was no
+one at Yale who was more universally liked and acknowledged as a leader
+in all the relations of the University than was Gordon Brown. The
+influence of such a man cannot but live as a guide and inspiration for
+all that is best at Yale University.
+
+Gordon Brown's name will live in song and story. There were with him
+Yale men not less efficient in the football sense, as witnesses the
+following:
+
+A Yale Song verse from the _Yale Daily News_, November 16th, 1900:
+
+    Jimmy Wear and Gordon Brown,
+    Fincke and Stillman gaining ground;
+    Olcott in the center stands
+    With Perry Hale as a battering ram--
+    No hope for Princeton;
+
+
+James J. Hogan
+
+The boys who were at Exeter when that big raw-boned fellow, Jim Hogan,
+entered there will tell of the noble fight he made to get an education.
+He worked with his hands early and late to make enough money to pay his
+way. His effort was a splendid one. He was never idle, and was an honor
+man for the greater part of his stay at school. He found time to go out
+for football, however, and turned out to be one of the greatest players
+that ever went to Exeter. Jim Hogan was one of the highest type of
+Exeter men, held up as an example of what an Exeter boy should be. His
+spirit still lives in the school. In speaking of Hogan recently,
+Professor Ford of Exeter, said:
+
+"Whenever Hogan played football his hands were always moving in the
+football line. It was almost like that in the classroom, always on the
+edge of his seat fighting for every bit of information that he could get
+and determined to master any particularly difficult subject. It was
+interesting and almost amusing at times to watch him. One could not help
+respecting such earnestness. He possessed great powers of leadership and
+there was never any question as to his sincerity and perfect
+earnestness. He was not selfish, but always trying to help his fellow
+students accomplish something. His influence among the boys was
+thoroughly good, and he held positions of honor and trust from the time
+of his admission."
+
+Jim was hungry for an education--eager to forge ahead. His whole college
+career was an earnest endeavor. He never knew what it was to lose
+heart. "Letting go" had no part in his life.
+
+Jim was a physical marvel. His 206 pounds of bone and muscle counted for
+much in the Yale rush line. Members of the faculty considered him the
+highest type of Yale man, and it is said that President Hadley of Yale
+once referred to 1905 as "Hogan's Class."
+
+As a football player, Jim had few equals. He was captain of the Yale
+team in his senior year and was picked by the experts as an
+"All-American Tackle."
+
+Jim Hogan at his place in the Yale rush line was a sight worth seeing.
+With his jersey sleeves rolled up above his elbows and a smile on his
+face, he would break into the opposing line, smash up the interference
+and throw the backs for a loss.
+
+I can see him rushing the ball, scoring touchdowns, making holes in the
+line, doing everything that a great player could do, and urging on his
+team mates:
+
+"Harder, Yale; hard, harder, Yale."
+
+He was a hard, strong, cheerful player; that is, he was cheerful as long
+as the other men fought fair.
+
+Great was Jim Hogan. To work with him shoulder to shoulder was my
+privilege. To know him, was to love, honor and respect him.
+
+Jim spent his last hours in New Haven, and later in a humble home on the
+hillside in Torrington, Conn., surrounded by loving friends, and the
+individual pictures of that strong Gordon Brown team hanging on the wall
+above him, a loving coterie of friends said good-bye. Many a boy now out
+of college realizes that he owes a great deal to the brotherly spirit of
+Jim Hogan.
+
+[Illustration: McCLUNG, REFEREE SHEVLIN HOGAN]
+
+
+Thomas J. Shevlin
+
+There is a college tradition which embodies the thought that a man can
+never do as much for the university as the university has done for him.
+
+But in that great athletic victory of 1915, when Yale defeated Princeton
+at New Haven, I believe Tom Shevlin came nearer upsetting that tradition
+than any one I know of. He contributed as much as any human being
+possibly could to the university that brought him forth.
+
+Tom Shevlin's undergraduate life at New Haven was not all strewn with
+roses, but he was glad always to go back when requested and put his
+shoulder to the wheel. The request came usually at a time when Yale's
+football was in the slough of despond. He was known as Yale's emergency
+coach.
+
+Tom Shevlin had nerve. He must have been full of it to tackle the great
+job which was put before him in the fall of 1915. Willingly did he
+respond and great was the reward.
+
+When I saw him in New York, on his way to New Haven, I told him what a
+great honor I thought it was for Yale to single him out from all her
+coaches at this critical time to come back and try to put the Yale team
+in shape. It did not seem either to enthuse or worry him very much. He
+said:
+
+"I just got a telegram from Mike Sweeney to wait and see him in New York
+before going to New Haven. I suppose he wants to advise me not to go and
+tackle the job, but I'm going just the same. Yale can't be much worse
+off for my going than she is to-day."
+
+The result of Shevlin's coaching is well known to all, and I shall
+always remember him after the game with that contented happy look upon
+his face as I congratulated him while he stood on a bench in front of
+the Yale stand, watching the Yale undergraduates carry their victorious
+team off the field. Walter Camp stood in the distance and Shevlin yelled
+to him:
+
+"Well, how about it, Walter?"
+
+This victory will go down in Yale's football history as an almost
+miraculous event. Here was a team beaten many times by small colleges,
+humiliated and frowned upon not only by Yale, but by the entire college
+world. They presented themselves in the Yale bowl ready to make their
+last stand.
+
+As for Princeton it seemed only a question as to how large her score
+would be. Men had gone to cheer for Princeton who for many years had
+looked forward to a decisive victory over Yale. The game was already
+bottled up before it started; but when Yale's future football history
+is written, when captain and coaches talk to the team before the game
+next year, when mass meetings are called to arouse college spirit, at
+banquets where victorious teams are the heroes of the occasion, some one
+will stand forth and tell the story of the great fighting spirit that
+Captain Wilson and his gallant team exhibited in the Yale bowl that
+November day.
+
+Although Tom Shevlin, the man that made it possible, is now dead, his
+memory at Yale is sacred and will live long. Many will recall his
+wonderful playing, his power of leadership, his Yale captaincy, his
+devotion to Yale at a time when he was most needed. If, in the last game
+against Harvard, the team that fought so wonderfully well against
+Princeton could not do the impossible and defeat the great Haughton
+machine, it was not Shevlin's fault. It simply could not be done. It
+lessens in not the slightest degree the tribute that we pay to Tom
+Shevlin.
+
+
+Francis H. Burr
+
+Ham Fish was a great Harvard player in his day. When his playing days
+were over Walter Camp paid him the high tribute of placing him on the
+All Time, All-American team at tackle. Fish played at Harvard in 1907
+and 1908, and was captain of the team in 1909. I know of no Harvard man
+who is in a better position to pay a tribute to Francis Burr, whose
+spirit still lives at Cambridge, than Ham Fish. They were team mates,
+and when in 1908 Burr remained on the side lines on account of injuries,
+Ham Fish was the acting Harvard captain. Fish tells us the following
+regarding Burr:
+
+"Francis Burr was of gigantic frame, standing six feet three and agile
+as a young mountain lion. He weighed 200 pounds. The incoming class of
+1905 was signalized by having this man who came from Andover. He stood
+out above his fellows, not only in athletic prowess but in all around
+manly qualities, both mental and moral. Burr had no trouble in making a
+place on the Varsity team at Guard. He was a punter of exceeding worth.
+In the year of 1908 he was captain of the Harvard team and wrought the
+most inestimable service to Harvard athletics by securing Percy Haughton
+as Head Coach. Hooks Burr was primarily responsible for Haughton and the
+abundance of subsequent victories. Just when Burr's abilities as player
+and captain were most needed he dislocated his collar bone in practice.
+I shall never forget the night before the Yale game how Burr, who had
+partially recovered, and was very anxious to play, reluctantly and
+unselfishly yielded to the coaches who insisted that he should not incur
+the risk of a more serious break. Harvard won that day, the first time
+in seven years and a large share of the credit should go to the injured
+leader. We were all happy over the result but none of us were as happy
+as he.
+
+"Stricken with pneumonia while attending the Harvard Law School in 1910
+he died, leaving a legacy full of encouragement and inspiration to all
+Harvard men. He exemplified in his life the Golden Rule,--'Do unto
+others as you would have them do unto you.' Of him it can be truly said,
+his life was gentle as a whole, and the elements so mixed in him that
+'nature might stand up and say to all the world,--"He was a man."'"
+
+
+Neil Snow
+
+The University of Michigan never graduated a man who was more
+universally loved than Neil Snow. What he did and the way he did it has
+become a tradition at Michigan. He was idolized by every one who knew
+him. As a player and captain he set a wonderful example for his men to
+pattern after. He was a powerful player; possessing such determination
+and fortitude that he would go through a stone wall if he had to. He was
+their great all-around athlete; good in football, baseball and track. He
+had the unique record of winning his Michigan M twelve times during his
+college course at Ann Arbor.
+
+He played his last game of football at Pasadena, California. Neil was
+very fond of exercise. He believed in exercise, and when word was sent
+out that Neil Snow had gone, it was found that he had just finished
+playing in a game of racquets in Detroit, and before the flush and zest
+were entirely gone, the last struggle and participation in athletic
+contests for Neil Snow were over.
+
+It was my experience to have been at Ann Arbor in 1900, when Biffy Lee
+coached the Michigan team. It was at this time that I met Neil Snow, who
+was captain of the team, and when I grew to know him, I soon realized
+how his great, quiet, modest, though wonderful personality, made
+everybody idolize him. Modesty was his most noticeable characteristic.
+He was always the last to talk of his own athletic achievements. He
+believed in action, more than in words. After his playing days were over
+he made a great name for himself as an official in the big games. The
+larger colleges in the East had come to realize with what great
+efficiency Neil Snow acted as an official and his services were eagerly
+sought.
+
+Neil Snow loved athletics. He often referred to his college experiences.
+His example was one held up as ideal among the men who knew him.
+
+When Billy Bannard died Johnny Poe wrote to Mrs. Bannard a letter, a
+portion of which follows:
+
+     I greatly enjoy thinking of those glorious days in the fall of '95,
+     '96 and '97, when I was coaching at Princeton and saw so much of
+     Billy, and if I live to a ripe old age I do not think I shall
+     forget how he and Ad Kelly came on in the Yale game of '95, and
+     with the score of 16-0 against us started in by steadily rushing
+     the ball up to and over the Yale goal, and after the kick-off, once
+     more started on the march for another touchdown.
+
+     It was a superb exhibition of nerve in the face of almost certain
+     defeat and showed a spirit that would not be downed, and I have
+     often thought of this game in different far-off parts of the world.
+
+     While Yale finally won 20-10 still Billy showed the same spirit
+     that Farragut showed when told that the river was filled with
+     torpedoes and that it would be suicidal to proceed. He replied,
+     "Damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead!"
+
+     I love to think of Billy's famous fifty yard run for a touchdown
+     through the Harvard team in '96 at Cambridge, when the score had
+     been a tie, and how he with Ad Kelly and Johnny Baird went through
+     the Yale team in that '96 game and ran the score up to 24,
+     representing five touchdowns. Never before had a Yale team been
+     driven like chaff before the wind, as that blue team was driven.
+
+Billy Bannard and Ad Kelly's names were always coupled in their playing
+days at Princeton. These two halfbacks were great team mates. When Bill
+Bannard died Ad Kelly lost one of his best friends.
+
+In Ad Kelly's recollections, we read:
+
+"Whenever I think of my playing days I always recall the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1896, and with it comes a tribute to one of us
+who has passed to the great beyond; one with whom I played side by side
+for three years, Bill Bannard. I always thought that in this particular
+game he never received the credit due him. In my opinion his run on
+that memorable day was the best I have ever seen. His running and
+dodging and his excellent judgment had no superior in the football
+annals of our day.
+
+"In speaking of great individual plays that have won close games, his
+name should go down with Charlie Daly, Clint Wyckoff, Arthur Poe, Snake
+Ames and Dudley Dean, for with Reiter's splendid interference in putting
+out the Harvard left end, Billy Bannard's touchdown gave Princeton the
+confidence to carry her to victory that day and to the ultimate
+championship two weeks later."
+
+
+Harry Hooper
+
+When Henry Hooper, one of Dartmouth's greatest players, was taken away,
+every man who knew Hooper felt it a great personal loss. Those who had
+seen him play at Exeter and there formed his acquaintance and later at
+Dartmouth saw him develop into the mighty center rush of the 1903
+Dartmouth team, idolized him.
+
+C. E. Bolser of Dartmouth, who knew him well, says:
+
+"Harry Hooper was a great center on a great team. The success of this
+eleven was due to its good fellowship and team work. The central figure
+was the idol of his fellow players. Such was Hooper. Shortly after the
+football season that year he was operated upon for appendicitis and it
+soon became evident that he could not recover. He was told of his
+plight.
+
+"He bravely faced the inevitable and expressed the wish that if he
+really had to go he might have with him at the last his comrades of the
+football field. These team mates rallied at his request. They surrounded
+him; they talked the old days over, and supported by those with whom he
+had fought for the glory of his college this real hero passed into the
+Great Beyond, and deep down in the traditions of Dartmouth and Exeter
+the name of Harry Hooper is indelibly written."
+
+The game of football is growing old. The ranks of its heroes are being
+slowly but surely thinned. The players are retiring from the game of
+life; some old and some young. The list might go on indefinitely. There
+are many names that deserve mention. But this cannot be. The list of
+thoroughbreds is a long one. Yours must be a silent tribute.
+
+Doctor Andrew J. McCosh, Ned Peace, Gus Holly, Dudley Riggs, Harry
+Brown, Symmes, Bill Black, Pringle Jones, Jerry McCauley, Jim Rhodes,
+Bill Swartz, Frank Peters, George Stillman, H. Schoellkopf, Wilson of
+the Navy and Byrne of the Army, Eddie Ward, Albert Rosengarten, McClung,
+Dudley and Matthews.
+
+Richard Harding Davis and Matthew McClung were two Lehigh men whose
+position in the football world was most prominent. The esteem in which
+they are held by their Alma Mater is enduring. I had talked with Dick
+Davis when this book was in its infancy. He was very much interested and
+asked that I write him a letter outlining what I would like to have him
+send me. Just before he died I received this letter from him. I regret
+he did not live to tell the story he had in mind.
+
+[Illustration: (Handwritten Letter)
+
+RICHARD HARDING DAVIS
+MOUNT KISCO
+NEW YORK
+
+April 2nd
+
+My Dear Edwards,
+
+Yes, indeed. As soon as I finish something I am at work on, I'll "think
+back", and write you some memoirs.
+
+With all good wishes
+
+Richard Harding Davis]
+
+His interest in football had been a keen one. He was one of the leaders
+at Lehigh, who first organized that University's football team. He was a
+truly remarkable player. What he did in football is well known to men of
+his day. He loved the game; he wrote about the game; he did much to help
+the game.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIII
+
+ALOHA
+
+
+"Hail and Farewell," crowded by the Hawaiians into one pregnant word!
+Would that this message might mean as much in as little compass. I can
+promise only brevity and all that brevity means in so vast a matter as
+football to a man who would love nothing better than to talk on forever.
+
+We know that football has really progressed and improved, and that the
+boys of to-day are putting football on a higher plane than it has ever
+been on before. We are a progressive, sporting public.
+
+Gone are the old Fifth Avenue horse buses, that used to carry the men to
+the field of battle; gone, too, are the Fifth Avenue Hotel and the
+Hoffman House, with their recollections of great victories fittingly
+celebrated. The old water bucket and sponge, with which Trainer Jim
+Robinson used to rush upon the field to freshen up a tired player, are
+now things of the past. To-day we have the spectacle of Pooch Donovan
+giving the Harvard players water from individual sanitary drinking cups!
+
+The old block game is no more. Heavy mass play has been opened up.
+To-day there is something for the public to _see_; something interesting
+to watch at every point; something significant in every move. As a
+result, greatly increased multitudes witness the game. No longer do
+football enthusiasts stand behind ropes on the side lines. The
+popularity of the game has made it necessary to build huge _stadia_ for
+the sport, to take the place of the old wooden stands.
+
+College games, for the most part, nowadays are played on college
+grounds. Accordingly the sport has been withdrawn from the miscellaneous
+multitude and confined to the field where it really belongs and the
+spirit of the game is now just what it should be--exclusively
+collegiate.
+
+Best of all, the modern style of play has made the game more than ever a
+heroic see-saw, with one side uppermost for a time only to jar the very
+ground with the shock of its fall.
+
+Yet, victorious or defeated, the spirit through it all is one of
+splendid and overflowing college enthusiasm. While there is abounding
+joy in an unforeseen or hard won victory there is also much that is
+inspirational in the sturdy, courageous, devoted support of
+college-mates in the hour of defeat.
+
+Isaac H. Bromley, Yale '53, once summed up eloquently the spirit of
+college life and sport in the following words:
+
+"These contests and these triumphs are not all there is of college life,
+but they are a not unimportant part of it. The best education, the most
+useful training, come not from the classroom and from books, but from
+the attrition of mind on mind, from the wholesome emulation engendered
+by a common aim and purpose, from the whetting of wits by good-natured
+rivalry, the inspiration of youthful enthusiasms, the blending together
+of all of us in undying love for our common Mother.
+
+"As to the future: We may not expect this unbroken round of victories to
+go on forever; we shall need sometimes, more than the inspiration of
+victory, the discipline of defeat. And it will come some day. Our
+champions will not last forever. Some time Stagg must make his last home
+run, and Camp his final touchdown. Some day Bob Cook will 'hear the dip
+of the golden oars' and 'pass from sight with the boatman pale.'
+
+"It would be too much to think that all their successors will equally
+succeed. It might be monotonous. But of one thing we may be
+assured--that whatever happens, we shall never fail to extend the meed
+of praise to the victors. We shall be hereafter, as in the past we have
+always been, as stout in adversity as we have been merry in sunshine."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+    "Then strip, lads, and to it
+    Though sharp be the weather;
+    And if, by mischance you should happen to fall
+    There are worse things in life
+    Than a tumble on heather
+    And life is itself, but a game, of football."
+
+
+
+
+[Transcriber's Note:
+
+Many words in this text were inconsistently hyphenated or spelled, so I
+have normalized them. The majority are football terms that originally
+appeared inconsistently as "full-back," "fullback," and "full back,"
+for example.]
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+Title: Football Days
+       Memories of the Game and of the Men behind the Ball
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+<h1>FOOTBALL DAYS</h1>
+
+<h3>MEMORIES OF THE GAME AND<br />
+OF THE MEN BEHIND THE BALL</h3>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 3em; margin-bottom: 1em;">BY</p>
+
+<h2 style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em;">WILLIAM H. EDWARDS</h2>
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 1em;">PRINCETON 1900</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 3em;">WITH INTRODUCTION BY<br />
+WALTER CAMP<br />
+YALE 1880</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 3em;">MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY<br />
+NEW YORK<br />
+1916</p>
+
+
+<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Copyright, 1916, By</span><br />
+MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY<br />
+NEW YORK</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<span class="caption">THREE VICTORIOUS PRINCETON CAPTAINS</span>
+<a name="illo1" id="illo1"><img src="images/illo1.jpg" width="400" height="470" alt="Hillebrand, Cochran, Edwards" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HILLEBRAND, COCHRAN, EDWARDS</span>
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+
+<h3 style="margin-top: 3em;">Dedicated to John P. Poe, Jr.</h3>
+<p style="font-weight: bold;" class="center">Princeton '95</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot">
+<p>HONORED AND BELOVED BY HOSTS OF FRIENDS, HE REPRESENTED THE HIGHEST
+IDEALS OF AMERICAN FOOTBALL, NOT ONLY IN LIFE, BUT IN HIS DEATH UPON THE
+BATTLEFIELD IN FRANCE.</p>
+
+<p>AS I THINK OF HIM, THE STIRRING LINES OF HENRY NEWBOLDT COME TO ME AS A
+FITTING EULOGY:</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<p style="font-weight: bold;">VITA LAMPADA</p>
+
+<span class="i0">There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Ten to make and the match to win&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">A bumping pitch and a blinding light,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">An hour to play and the last man in.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And it's not for the sake of a ribboned-coat<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Or the selfish hope of a season's fame,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But his captain's hand on his shoulder smote,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"Play up! play up! and play the game!"<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The sand of the desert is sodden red&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Red with the wreck of a square that broke,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The gatling jammed and the Colonel dead<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And the Regiment blind with dust and smoke.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">The river of death has brimmed its banks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And England's far, and honor a name&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But the voice of a school boy rallies the ranks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"Play up! play up! and play the game!"<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">This is the word that year by year<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">While in her place the school is set<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Every one of the sons must hear,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And none that hears it dares forget.<br /></span>
+</div><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Thus they all with a joyful mind&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Bear their life like a torch in flame&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And failing, fling to the host behind,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"Play up! play up! and play the game!"<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="GREETING" id="GREETING"></a>GREETING</h2>
+
+<div class="blockquot">
+<p>I value more highly than any other athletic gift I have ever received,
+the Princeton football championship banner that hangs on my wall. It was
+given to me by a friend who sent three boys to Princeton. It is a
+duplicate of the one that hangs in the trophy room of the gymnasium
+there.</p>
+
+<p>How often have I gazed longingly at the names of my loyal team-mates
+inscribed upon it. Many times have I run over in my mind the part that
+each one played on the memorable occasion when that banner was won.
+Memories cluster about that token that are dear and sacred to me.</p>
+
+<p>I see before me not only the faces of my team, but the faces of men of
+other years and other universities who have contributed so much to the
+great game of football. I recall the preparatory school days and the
+part that football played in our school and college careers. Again I see
+the athletic fields and the dressing rooms. I hear the earnest pleading
+of the coaches.</p>
+
+<p>I see the teams run out upon the field and hear the cheering throng. The
+coin is tossed in the air. The shrill blast of the referee's whistle
+signals the game to start. The ball is kicked off, and the contest is
+on.</p>
+
+<p>The thousands of spectators watch breathlessly. For the time the whole
+world is forgotten, except for the issue being fought out there before
+them.</p>
+
+<p>But we are not dressed in football suits nowadays. We are on the side
+lines. We have a different part to play. Years have compelled a change.
+In spirit, however, we are still "in the game."</p>
+
+<p>It is to share these memories with all true lovers of football and to
+pay a tribute to the heroes of the gridiron who are no longer with us
+that I have undertaken this volume. Let us together retrace the days in
+which we lived: days of preparation, days of victory, and days of
+defeat. Let us also look into the faces of some of the football heroes
+of years ago, and recall the achievements that made them famous. And let
+us recall, too, the men of the years just past who have so nobly upheld
+the traditions of the American game of football, and helped to place it
+on its present high plane.</p>
+
+
+<p class="right"><span class="smcap">William H. Edwards.</span></p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo2" id="illo2"><img src="images/illo2.jpg" width="400" height="503" alt="My Corner" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">MY CORNER</span><br />
+<span class="center">"Fond memory sheds the light of other days around me."</span>
+</div>
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>PROLOGUE</h2>
+
+
+<div class="blockquot">
+<p>They say that no man ever made a successful football player who was
+lacking in any quality of imagination. If this be true, and time and
+again has it been proved, then there is no more fitting dedication to a
+book dealing with the gridiron heroes of the past than to a man like
+Johnny Poe. For football is the abandon of body and mind to the
+obsession of the spirit that knows no obstacle, counts no danger and for
+the time being is dull and callous to physical pain or exhaustion. It is
+a something that makes one see visions as Johnny saw them!</p>
+
+<p>There is no sport in the world that brings out unselfishness as does
+this great gridiron game of ours. Every fall, second and scrub teams
+throughout the country sacrifice themselves only to let others enter the
+promised land of victory. It is a strange thing but one almost never
+hears any real football player criticise another's making the team,
+either his own or an All America. Although the player in this sport
+appreciates the loyal support of the thousands on the stands, every man
+realizes that his checks on the Bank of Cheers can never be cashed
+unless there is a deposit of hard work and practice. Perhaps all this in
+an indistinct and indefinite way explains why football players, the
+country over, understand each other and that when the game is attacked
+for any reason they stand shoulder to shoulder in defence of what they
+know down in the bottom of their hearts has such an influence on
+character building. And there is no one better fitted to tell the story
+of this and of the gridiron heroes than Big Bill Edwards, known not only
+as a player but far and wide as one of the best officials that ever
+handled the game. "A square deal and no roughing" was his motto, and
+every one realized it and accepted every decision unquestioningly. His
+association with players in so many angles has given him a particular
+insight into the sport and has enabled him to tell this story as no one
+else could.</p>
+
+<p>And what names to conjure with! The whistle blows and a shadowy host
+springs into action before one's misty eyes&mdash;Alex Moffat, the star of
+kickers, Hector Cowan, Heffelfinger, Gordon Brown, Ma Newell, Truxton
+Hare, Glass, Neil Snow and Shevlin, giants of linemen. But I must stop
+before I trespass upon what Bill Edwards will do better. Here's to them
+all&mdash;forty years of heroes!</p>
+
+
+<p class="right"><span class="smcap">Walter Camp.</span></p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo3" id="illo3"><img src="images/illo3.jpg" width="400" height="668" alt="Walter Camp." title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">WALTER CAMP.</span><br />
+<span class="center">Yale's Captain, '78-'79.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2>LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS</h2>
+
+<div style="margin-left: 20%;">
+<a href="#illo1">Hillebrand, Cochran, Edwards</a><br />
+<a href="#illo2">My Corner</a><br />
+<a href="#illo3">Walter Camp, Yale's Captain '78-'79</a><br />
+<a href="#illo4">The Old Fifth Avenue Send-Off</a><br />
+<a href="#illo5">Old Yale Heroes&mdash;Lee McClung's Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo6">We Beat Andover</a><br />
+<a href="#illo7">Lafayette's Great Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo8">House in Disorder</a><br />
+<a href="#illo9">Hit Your Man Low</a><br />
+<a href="#illo10">Repairs</a><br />
+<a href="#illo11">The Old Faithfuls</a><br />
+<a href="#illo12">Jim Rodgers' Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo13">Cochran Was Game to the End</a><br />
+<a href="#illo14">On to New Haven&mdash;All Dressed Up and Ready to Go</a><br />
+<a href="#illo15">Hillebrand's Last Charge</a><br />
+<a href="#illo16">Al Sharpe's Goal</a><br />
+<a href="#illo17">Touching the Match to Victory</a><br />
+<a href="#illo18">Alex Moffat and His Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo19">Old Penn Heroes</a><br />
+<a href="#illo20">Pa Corbin's Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo21">Breakers Ahead&mdash;Phil King in the Old Days</a><br />
+<a href="#illo22">Lookout, Princeton!</a><br />
+<a href="#illo23">Barrett on One of His Famous Dashes; Exeter-Andover Game, 1915</a><br />
+<a href="#illo24">Bill Hollenback Coming at You</a><br />
+<a href="#illo25">"The Next Day the Picture Was Gone"&mdash;Jim Cooney Making a Hole for Dana Kafer</a><br />
+<a href="#illo26">Johnny Poe, Football Player and Soldier</a><br />
+<a href="#illo27">Northcroft Kicking the Field Goal Anticipated by the Navy and Feared by the Army</a><br />
+<a href="#illo28">Cadets and Middies Entering the Field</a><br />
+<a href="#illo29">Two Aces&mdash;Bill Morley and Harold Weeks</a><br />
+<a href="#illo30">Vic Kennard's Kick</a><br />
+<a href="#illo31">Sam White's Run</a><br />
+<a href="#illo32">King, of Harvard, Making a Run; Mahan Putting Black on His Head</a><br />
+<a href="#illo33">Princeton's Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo34">"Nothing Got by John DeWitt"</a><br />
+<a href="#illo35">John DeWitt About to Pick Up the Ball</a><br />
+<a href="#illo36">The Ever Reliable Brickley&mdash;A Football Thoroughbred&mdash;Tack Hardwick</a><br />
+<a href="#illo37">The Poe Family</a><br />
+<a href="#illo38">Just Boys</a><br />
+<a href="#illo39">Hobey Baker, Walter Camp, Jr., Snake Ames, Jr.</a><br />
+<a href="#illo40">The Elect</a><br />
+<a href="#illo41">How It Hurts to Lose</a><br />
+<a href="#illo42">Cornell's Great Team&mdash;1915</a><br />
+<a href="#illo43">One Scene Never Photographed in Football</a><br />
+<a href="#illo44">Harvard, 1915</a><br />
+<a href="#illo45">The Greatest Indian of Them All</a><br />
+<a href="#illo46">Learning the Charge</a><br />
+<a href="#illo47">Billy Bull Advising with Captain Talbot</a><br />
+<a href="#illo48">Michigan's Famous Team</a><br />
+<a href="#illo49">Columbia Back in the Game, 1915</a><br />
+<a href="#illo50">Close to a Thriller. Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring Against Cornell</a><br />
+<a href="#illo51">Crash of Conflict. When Charge Meets Charge</a><br />
+<a href="#illo52">Ainsworth, Yale's Terror in an Uphill Game</a><br />
+<a href="#illo53">Two to One He Gets Away&mdash;Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson and Avery</a><br />
+<a href="#illo54">Snapping the Ball with Lewis. "Two Inseparables"&mdash;Frank Hinkey and the Ball</a><br />
+<a href="#illo55">Marshall Newell</a><br />
+<a href="#illo56">McClung, Referee, Shevlin and Hogan</a><br />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2>
+
+
+<table class="center" summary="table of contents" style="width: 55%;" cellpadding="3">
+<tbody>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_I">I.&mdash;PREP. SCHOOL DAYS.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">1-17</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">My First Glimpse of a Varsity Team&mdash;The
+Yale Eleven of 1891&mdash;Lee McClung&mdash;Vance McCormick&mdash;Heffelfinger&mdash;Sanford&mdash;Impressions
+made upon a Boy&mdash;St. John's Military School&mdash;Lawrenceville&mdash;Making
+the Team&mdash;Andover and Hill School Games.</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_II">II.&mdash;FRESHMAN YEAR.</a></td>       <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">18-29</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+The Freedom of Freshman Year is Attractive&mdash;Catching
+the Spirit of the Place&mdash;Searching for
+Football Material&mdash;The Cannon Rush&mdash;Early
+Training with Jack McMasters&mdash;Tie Game with
+Lafayette at Easton&mdash;Humiliation of being taken
+out of a Game&mdash;Cornell Game&mdash;Joe Beacham's
+Fair Admirer in the Bleachers&mdash;Bill Church's
+Threat Carried Out&mdash;Garry Cochran's Victories
+against Harvard and Yale.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_III">III.&mdash;ELBOW TO ELBOW.</a></td>       <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">30-41</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Dressing for Practice&mdash;Out upon the Field&mdash;Tackling&mdash;After
+Practice, Back to the Dressing-room&mdash;How
+a Player Finds Himself&mdash;The Training
+Table&mdash;Team Mates&mdash;A Surprise for John
+DeWitt's Team.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_IV">IV.&mdash;MISTAKES IN THE GAME.</a></td>       <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">42-53</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+If We could only Correct Mistakes We All
+Made&mdash;Defeats might be Turned into Victory&mdash;The
+Fellow that let Athletics be the Big Thing in
+His College Life&mdash;The '97 Defeat&mdash;No Recognition
+of Old Schoolmates&mdash;My Opponent was
+Charlie Chadwick&mdash;Jim Rodgers the Yale Captain&mdash;The
+Cochran-De Saulles Compact&mdash;Cochran
+Injured&mdash;His Last Game&mdash;Ad Kelly's Great
+Work&mdash;Mistakes Caused Sadness&mdash;Cornell Defeating
+Princeton at Ithaca in 1899&mdash;No Outstretched
+Hands at Princeton for our Homecoming.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_V">V.&mdash;MY LAST GAME.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">54-67</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+A Desire to Make the Last Game the Best&mdash;On
+to New Haven&mdash;Optimism&mdash;The Start of the
+Game&mdash;Bosey Reiter's Touchdown&mdash;Yale Scores
+on a Block Kick&mdash;Al Sharpe's Goal from the
+Field&mdash;Score 10 to 6, Yale Leading&mdash;Arthur
+Poe's Goal from the Field&mdash;Princeton Victory&mdash;The
+Joy of Winning&mdash;The Reception at Princeton.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_VI">VI.&mdash;HEROES OF THE PAST&mdash;EARLY DAYS.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">68-92</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Treasured Memory of Those who have Gone
+Before&mdash;Where are the Old-time Heroes?&mdash;Walter
+Camp&mdash;F.&nbsp;R. Vernon&mdash;Camp as a Captain&mdash;Chummy
+Eaton&mdash;John Harding&mdash;Eugene Baker&mdash;Fred
+Remington&mdash;Theodore McNair&mdash;Alexander
+Moffat&mdash;Wyllys Terry&mdash;Memories of John
+C. Bell.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_VII">VII.&mdash;GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">93-101</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+His Entrance to Yale&mdash;Making the Team&mdash;Recollections
+of the Men he Played With and
+Against&mdash;The Lamar Run&mdash;Pennsylvania Experiences.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_VIII">VIII.&mdash;ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">102-124</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Old-time Signals&mdash;Fun with Bert Hansen&mdash;Sport
+Donnelly&mdash;Billy Rhodes and Gill&mdash;Victorious
+Days at Yale&mdash;Corbin's 1888 Team&mdash;Pa
+Corbin's Speech when his Team was Banqueted&mdash;Mr.
+and Mrs. Walter Camp, Head
+Coaches of the Yale Football Team in 1888&mdash;Cowan
+the Great&mdash;Story of His Football Days&mdash;He
+was Disqualified by Wyllys Terry&mdash;Tribute
+to Heffelfinger&mdash;Going Back with John Cranston.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_IX">IX.&mdash;THE NINETIES AND AFTER.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">125-163</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+The Day Sanford Made the Yale Team&mdash;Parke
+Davis&mdash;Sanford and Yost Obstructing the Traffic&mdash;Phil
+King&mdash;The Old Flying Wedges&mdash;Pop
+Gailey&mdash;Charlie Young&mdash;An Evening with Jim
+Rodgers&mdash;Vance McCormick and Denny O'Neil&mdash;Dartmouth
+and Some of Her Men&mdash;Dave Fultz&mdash;Christy
+Mathewson at Bucknell&mdash;Jack Munn
+Tells of Buffalo Bill&mdash;Booth Tells of his Western
+Experiences&mdash;Harry Kersburg&mdash;Heff Herring
+at Merton College&mdash;Carl Flanders&mdash;Bill
+Horr.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_X">X.&mdash;COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">164-180</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+College Life in America is Rich in Traditions&mdash;The
+Value of College Spirit&mdash;Each College
+Has its Own Traditions&mdash;Alumni Parade&mdash;School
+Master and Boy&mdash;Victory must never
+Overshadow Honor&mdash;Constructive Criticism of
+the Alumni&mdash;Mass Meeting Enthusiasm&mdash;Horse
+Edwards, Princeton '89&mdash;Job E. Hedges.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XI">XI.&mdash;JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">181-193</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Private W. Faulkner, a Comrade in the Black
+Watch, Tells of Poe's Death&mdash;Johnny's Last
+Words&mdash;Paul MacWhelan Gives London Impressions
+of Poe's Death&mdash;Anecdotes that Johnny
+Poe Wrote While in Nevada.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XII">XII.&mdash;ARMY AND NAVY.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">194-225</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Character and Training of West Point and Annapolis
+Players&mdash;Experience of the Visitor
+Watching the Drill of Battalion&mdash;Annapolis
+Recollections and Football Traditions at Naval
+Academy&mdash;Old Players&mdash;A Trip de Luxe to West
+Point&mdash;West Point Recollections&mdash;Harmon Graves&mdash;The
+Way They Have in the Army&mdash;The Army
+and Navy Game.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIII">XIII.&mdash;HARD LUCK IN THE GAME.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">226-246</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+In Football, as it is in Life, We have no Use
+for a Quitter&mdash;Football a Game for the Man who
+Has Nerve&mdash;Many a Small Man has Made a Big
+Man look Ridiculous&mdash;Morris Ely Game Though
+Handicapped&mdash;Val Flood's Recollections&mdash;Andy
+Smith&mdash;Vonabalde Gammon of Georgia.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIV">XIV.&mdash;BRINGING HOME THE BACON.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">247-285</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Billy Bull's Recollections of Yale Games&mdash;The
+Day Columbia Beat Yale&mdash;Dressing Room Scene
+where Doxology Was Sung&mdash;Account by Richard
+Harding Davis&mdash;Introducing Vic Kennard of
+Harvard Fame&mdash;Opportunist Extraordinary&mdash;His
+Experience with Mr. E.&nbsp;H. Coy&mdash;Charlie
+Barrett, of Cornell&mdash;Eddie Hart of Princeton&mdash;Sam
+White&mdash;Joe Duff&mdash;Side Line Thoughts of
+Doctor W.&nbsp;A. Brooks and Evert Jansen Wendell&mdash;New
+Haven Wreck&mdash;Eddie Mahan talking&mdash;His
+Opinion of Frank Glick&mdash;George Chadwick of
+Yale&mdash;Arthur Poe&mdash;Story of his Run and of his
+Kick&mdash;John DeWitt's Story&mdash;Tichenor, of Georgia&mdash;"Bobbing
+Up and Down" Story&mdash;Charlie
+Brickley.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XV">XV.&mdash;THE BLOODY ANGLE.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">286-295</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Going Back to the Rough Days&mdash;Princeton vs.
+Harvard Fall of '87 at Jarvis Field&mdash;Luther
+Price's Experiences in the Game&mdash;Cowan's Disqualification
+by Wyllys Terry&mdash;The Umpire&mdash;Walter
+Camp was Referee&mdash;Holden Carried Off
+the Field&mdash;Bob Church's Valor.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVI">XVI.&mdash;THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">296-305</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Football Men in Two Distinct Classes&mdash;Those
+who are Made into Players by the Coaches and
+Those who are Born with the Football Instinct&mdash;The
+Poes, Camps, Winters, Ames, Drapers,
+Riggs, Youngs, Withingtons, etc.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVII">XVII.&mdash;OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">306-336</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Our Good Old Trainers&mdash;Jack McMasters&mdash;"Dear
+Old Jim Robinson"&mdash;Mike Murphy the
+Dean of Trainers&mdash;"The Old Mike"&mdash;A Chat
+with Pooch Donovan&mdash;Keene Fitzpatrick and his
+Experiences&mdash;Mike Sweeney&mdash;Jack Moakley&mdash;There
+is much Humor in Johnny Mack&mdash;Huggins
+of Brown&mdash;Harry Tuthill&mdash;Doctor W.&nbsp;M.
+Conant, Harvard '79, First Doctor in Charge of
+any team.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XVIII">XVIII.&mdash;NIGHTMARES.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">337-348</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Frank Morse, of Princeton on the Spirit in Defeat&mdash;Tom
+Shevlin's Story&mdash;Nightmares of W.&nbsp;C.
+Rhodes&mdash;A Yale Nightmare&mdash;Sam Morse&mdash;Jim
+Hogan&mdash;The Cornell Game of 1915 is Eddie
+Mahan's Nightmare&mdash;Jack De Saulles' Nightmare.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XIX">XIX.&mdash;MEN WHO COACHED.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">349-382</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+No coaches in the Old Days&mdash;Personality
+Counts in Coaching&mdash;Football is Fickle&mdash;Haughton
+at Harvard at the Psychological Moment&mdash;Old
+Harvard Coaches&mdash;Al Sharpe&mdash;Glenn Warner&mdash;The
+Indians&mdash;Billy Bull in the Game&mdash;Sanford,
+the Unique&mdash;Making of Chadwick&mdash;W.&nbsp;R. Tichenor,
+Emergency Coach of the South&mdash;Auburn Recollections&mdash;Listening
+to Yost&mdash;Reggie Brown&mdash;Jimmy
+Knox&mdash;Harvard Scouts&mdash;Dartmouth
+Holds a Unique Position in College Football&mdash;Ed
+Hall, the father of Dartmouth Football&mdash;Myron
+E. Witham, Captain of the Dartmouth Team&mdash;Walter
+McCornack&mdash;Eddie Holt's Coaching&mdash;Harry
+Kersburg's Harvard Coaching Recollections&mdash;Making
+Two Star Players from the Football
+Discards&mdash;Vic Kennard and Rex Ver Wiebe&mdash;John
+H. Rush&mdash;Tad Jones&mdash;T.&nbsp;N. Metcalf&mdash;Tom
+Thorp&mdash;Bob Folwell&mdash;At Pennsylvania.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XX">XX.&mdash;UMPIRE AND REFEREE.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">383-406</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+"Why Did He Give That Penalty?"&mdash;Emotions
+of an Official&mdash;John Bell's Recollections as
+an Official&mdash;In the Old Days One Official Handled
+the Entire Game&mdash;Dashiell's Reminiscences&mdash;Matthew
+McClung&mdash;Conversation with
+John L. Sullivan&mdash;My Own Personal Experiences&mdash;Evarts
+Wrenn at Work&mdash;Dan Hurley&mdash;Bill
+Crowell&mdash;Phil Draper's Ideas&mdash;Wyllys Terry's
+Official Recollections&mdash;Explanation of the Cowan
+Disqualification&mdash;Pa Corbin&mdash;Joe Pendleton&mdash;Refereeing
+with Nate Tufts&mdash;Okeson.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XXI">XXI.&mdash;CRASH OF CONFLICT.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">407-433</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+The First Five Minutes of Play&mdash;A Good Start
+usually means a Good Ending&mdash;Bracelet in the
+Game&mdash;Lueder and Blondy Wallace&mdash;"I've Got
+You Buffaloed"&mdash;Tom Shevlin remarked: "Mike,
+This Isn't Football&mdash;It's War"&mdash;Bemus Pierce:
+"Now Keep your Eyes Open and Find out
+who it Was"&mdash;"If You Won't be Beat, You
+Can't be Beat," said Johnny Poe&mdash;Rinehart Tells
+how he Tried to Get even with Sam Boyle&mdash;Barkie
+Donald and Bemus Pierce&mdash;The Yale-Harvard
+Game at Springfield '94&mdash;Result; No
+Game for Nine Years&mdash;Frank Hinkey and
+Wrightington's Broken Collar-bone&mdash;Joe Beacham's
+Paragon&mdash;Sandy Hunt&mdash;Bill Hollenback.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XXII">XXII.&mdash;LEST WE FORGET.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">434-460</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Marshall Newell&mdash;Gordon Brown&mdash;James J.
+Hogan&mdash;Thomas J. Shevlin&mdash;Francis H. Burr&mdash;Neil
+Snow&mdash;Billy Bannard&mdash;Harry Hooper&mdash;Richard
+Harding Davis&mdash;McClung.
+</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tl" style="padding-top: 1.5em;"><a href="#CHAPTER_XXIII">XXIII.&mdash;ALOHA.</a></td>      <td class="tr" style="padding-top: 1.5em;">461-464</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td colspan="2" style="width: 45%;">
+Hail and Farewell&mdash;The Old Game and the
+New Compared&mdash;Exclusively Collegiate Sport&mdash;Isaac
+H. Bromley, Yale '53, Sums up the Spirit
+of College Life and Sport!
+</td>
+</tr>
+</tbody></table>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 550px;">
+<a name="illo4" id="illo4"><img src="images/illo4.jpg" width="550" height="377" alt="The Old Fifth Avenue Send-Off" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE OLD FIFTH AVENUE SEND-OFF</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="FOOTBALL_DAYS" id="FOOTBALL_DAYS"></a>FOOTBALL DAYS</h2>
+
+
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_I" id="CHAPTER_I"></a>CHAPTER I</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">PREP. SCHOOL DAYS</p>
+
+
+<p>To every man there comes a moment that marks the turning point of his
+career. For me it was a certain Saturday morning in the autumn of 1891.
+As I look back upon it, across the years, I feel something of the same
+thrill that stirred my boyish blood that day and opened a door through
+which I looked into a new world.</p>
+
+<p>I had just come to the city, a country boy, from my home in Lisle, N.
+Y., to attend the Horace Mann School. As I walked across Madison Square,
+I glanced toward the old Fifth Avenue Hotel, where my eyes fell upon the
+scene depicted in the accompanying picture. Almost before I was aware of
+it my curiosity led me to mingle with the crowd surging in and out of
+the hotel, and I learned by questioning the bystanders that it was the
+headquarters of the Yale team, which that afternoon was to play
+Princeton at the Polo Grounds. The players were about to leave the hotel
+for the field, and I hurried inside to catch a glimpse of them.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</a></span></p><p>The air was charged with enthusiasm, and I soon caught the
+infection&mdash;although it was all new to me then&mdash;of the vital power of
+college spirit which later so completely dominated my life. I recall
+with vividness how I lingered and waited for something to happen. Men
+were standing in groups, and all eyes were centered upon the heroes of
+the team. Every one was talking football. Some of the names heard then
+have never been forgotten by me. There was the giant Heffelfinger whom
+every one seemed anxious to meet. I was told that he was the crack Yale
+guard. I looked at him, and, then and there, I joined the hero
+worshippers.</p>
+
+<p>I also remember Lee McClung, the Yale captain, who seemed to realize the
+responsibilities that rested upon his shoulders. There was an air of
+restraint upon him. In later years he became Treasurer of the United
+States and his signature was upon the country's currency. My most vivid
+recollection of him will be, however, as he stood there that day in the
+corridor of the famous old hotel, on the day of a great football
+conflict with Princeton. Then Sanford was pointed out to me, the Yale
+center-rush. I recall his eagerness to get out to the "bus" and to be on
+his way to the field. When the starting signal was given by the captain,
+Sanford's huge form was in the front rank of the crowd that poured out
+upon the sidewalk.</p>
+
+<p>The whole scene was intensely thrilling to me, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span>and I did not leave
+until the last player had entered the "bus" and it drove off. Crowds of
+Yale men and spectators gave the players cheer after cheer as they
+rolled away. The flags with which the "bus" was decorated waved in the
+breeze, and I watched them with indescribable fascination until they
+were out of sight. The noise made by the Yale students I learned
+afterwards was college cheering, and college cheers once heard by a boy
+are never forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>Many in that throng were going to the game. I could not go, but the
+scene that I had just witnessed gave me an inspiration. It stirred
+something within me, and down deep in my soul there was born a desire to
+go to college.</p>
+
+<p>I made my way directly to the Y.&nbsp;M.&nbsp;C.&nbsp;A. gymnasium, then at the corner
+of Fourth Avenue and Twenty-third Street. Athletics had for me a greater
+attraction than ever before, and from that day I applied myself with
+increased enthusiasm to the work of the gymnasium.</p>
+
+<p>The following autumn I entered St. John's Military Academy at Manlius,
+N.&nbsp;Y., a short distance from my old home. I was only seventeen years of
+age and weighed 217 pounds.</p>
+
+<p>Former Adjutant General William Verbeck&mdash;then Colonel Verbeck&mdash;was Head
+Master. Before I was fairly settled in my room, the Colonel had drafted
+me as a candidate for the football team. I wanted to try for the team,
+and was as eager to make it as he evidently was to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span>have me make it. But
+I did not have any football togs, and the supply at the school did not
+contain any large enough.</p>
+
+<p>So I had to have some built for me. The day they arrived, much to my
+disappointment, I found the trousers were made of white canvas. Their
+newness was appalling and I pictured myself in them with feelings of
+dismay. I robbed them of their whiteness that night by mopping up a lot
+of mud with them behind the gymnasium. When they had dried&mdash;by
+morning&mdash;they looked like a pair of real football trousers.</p>
+
+<p>George Redington of Yale was our football coach. He was full of
+contagious fire. Redington seemed interested in me and gave me much
+individual coaching. Colonel Verbeck matched him in love of the game. He
+not only believed in athletics, but he played at end on the second team,
+and it was pretty difficult for the boys to get the best of him. They
+made an unusual effort to put the Colonel out of the plays, but, try as
+hard as they might, he generally came out on top. The result was a
+decided increase in the spirit of the game.</p>
+
+<p>We had one of the best preparatory school teams in that locality, but
+owing to our distance from the larger preparatory schools, we were
+forced to play Syracuse, Hobart, Hamilton, Rochester, Colgate, and
+Cazenovia Seminary&mdash;all of whom we defeated. We also played against the
+Syracuse Athletic Association, whose <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span>team was composed of
+professional athletes as well as former college players. Bert Hanson,
+who had been a great center at Yale, was one of this team.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo5" id="illo5"><img src="images/illo5.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="Old Yale Heroes--Lee McClung's Team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">H. Wallis&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Coxe&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Cochran &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Nessler&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Heffelfinger&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; W. Winter&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Mills</span><br />
+<span class="center">Sanford &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hartwell &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Morrison &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Graves &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Stillman</span><br />
+<span class="center">McCormick &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;McClung &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;L.&nbsp;T. Bliss</span><br />
+<span class="center">C. Bliss&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hinkey &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Barbour &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;T. Dyer</span><br />
+<span class="caption">OLD YALE HEROES&mdash;LEE MCCLUNG&#39;S TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Recalling the men who played on our St. John's team, I am confident that
+if all of them had gone to college, most of them would have made the
+Varsity. In fact, some did.</p>
+
+<p>It was decided that I should go to Lawrenceville School, en route to
+Princeton. It was on the trip from Trenton to Lawrenceville, in the big
+stage coach loaded with boys, I got my first dose of homesickness. The
+prospect of new surroundings made me yearn for St. John's.</p>
+
+<p>The "blue hour" of boyhood, however, is a brief one. I was soon engaged
+in conversation with a little fellow who was sitting beside me and who
+began discussing the ever-popular subject of football. He was very
+inquisitive and wanted to know if I had ever played the game, and if I
+was going to try for the team.</p>
+
+<p>He told me about the great game Lawrenceville played with the Princeton
+Varsity the year before, when Lawrenceville scored six points before
+Princeton realized what they were really up against. He fascinated me by
+his graphic description. There was a glowing account of the playing of
+Garry Cochran, the great captain of the Lawrenceville team, who had just
+graduated and gone to Princeton, together with Sport Armstrong, the
+giant tackle.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span></p><p>These men were sure to live in Lawrenceville's history if for nothing
+else than the part they had played in that notable game, although
+Princeton rallied and won 8 to 6. It was not long before I learned that
+my newly-made friend was Billy McGibbon, a member of the Lawrenceville
+baseball team.</p>
+
+<p>"Just wait until you see Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble play behind
+the line," he went on; and from that moment I began to be a part of the
+new life, the threshold of which I was crossing. Strangely enough the
+memory of getting settled in my new quarters faded with the eventful
+moment when the call for candidates came, and I went out with the rest
+of the boys to try for the team.</p>
+
+<p>Competition was keen and many candidates offered themselves. I was
+placed on the scrub team. One of my first attempts for supremacy was in
+the early part of the season when I was placed as right guard of the
+scrub against Perry Wentz, an old star player of the school and
+absolutely sure of his position. I recall how on several occasions the
+first team could not gain as much distance through the second as the men
+desired, and Wentz, who later on distinguished himself on the Varsity at
+Princeton and still later as a crack player on Pennsylvania, seemed to
+have trouble in opening up my position.</p>
+
+<p>Max Rutter, the Lawrenceville captain, with <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span>the directness that usually
+characterizes such officers, called this fact to Wentz's attention.
+Wentz, who probably felt naturally his pride of football fame, became
+quite angry at Rutter's remark that he was being outplayed. He took off
+his nose-guard, threw it on the ground and left the field.</p>
+
+<p>Rutter moved me over to the first team in Wentz's place. That night
+there was a general upset on the team which was settled amicably,
+however, and the next day Wentz continued playing in his old place. The
+position of guard was given to me on the other side of the line, George
+Cadwalader being moved out to the position of tackle. This was the same
+Cadwalader who subsequently went to Yale and made a great name for
+himself on the gridiron, in spite of the fact that he remained at New
+Haven but one year.</p>
+
+<p>It was here at Lawrenceville that this great player made his reputation
+as a goal kicker, a fame that was enhanced during his football days at
+Yale. Max Rutter, the captain of the Lawrenceville team, went to
+Williams and played on the Varsity, eventually becoming captain there
+also. Ned Moffat, nephew of Princeton's great Alex Moffat, played end
+rush.</p>
+
+<p>About this time I began to realize that Billy McGibbon had given me a
+correct line on Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble. These two <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span>players
+worked wonderfully well together, and were an effective scoring machine
+with the assistance of Doc MacNider and Dave Davis.</p>
+
+<p>During these days at Lawrenceville Owen Johnson gathered the material
+for those interesting stories in which he used his old schoolmates for
+the characters. The thin disguise of Doc Macnooder does not, however,
+conceal Doc MacNider from his old schoolboy friends. The same is true of
+the slightly changed names of Garry Cochran, Turk Righter, Charlie de
+Saulles and Billy Dibble.</p>
+
+<p>Charlie de Saulles, after graduation, went to Yale and continued his
+wonderful, spectacular career on the gridiron. We will spend an
+afternoon with him on the Yale field later.</p>
+
+<p>Billy Dibble went to Williams and played a marvelous game until he was
+injured, early in his freshman year. It was during those days that I met
+Garry Cochran, Sport Armstrong and other Princeton coaches for the first
+time. They used to come over to assist in coaching our team. Our regular
+coaches at Lawrenceville were Walter B. Street, who had been a famous
+football star years before at Williams, and William J. George, renowned
+in Princeton's football history as a center-rush. I cannot praise the
+work of these men too highly. They were thoroughbreds in every sense of
+the word.</p>
+
+<p>It was one of the old traditions of Lawrenceville football to have a
+game every year with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> Pennington Seminary. What man is there who
+attended either school who does not recall the spirit of those old-time
+contests?</p>
+
+<p>The Hill School was another of our football rivals. The trip to
+Pottstown, Pa., was an event eagerly looked forward to&mdash;so also was the
+Hill School's return game at Lawrenceville. The rivalry between the two
+schools was keen.</p>
+
+<p>Everything possible was done at the Hill School to make our visit a
+pleasant one. The score of 28 to 0, by which Lawrenceville won the game
+that year, made it especially pleasant.</p>
+
+<p>As I recall that trip, two men stand out in my memory. One was John
+Meigs, the Head Master. The other was Mike Sweeney, the Trainer and
+Athletic Director. They were the two central figures of Hill School
+traditions.</p>
+
+<p>Interest in football was emphasized at that time by the approaching game
+with Andover at Lawrenceville. This was the first time that these two
+teams had ever played. Andover was probably more renowned in football
+annals than any school Lawrenceville had played up to this time. The
+Lawrenceville coaches realized that the game would be a strenuous one.
+After a conference, the two coaches decided that it would be wise to see
+Andover play at Andover the week before we were to play them.
+Accordingly, Mr. George went to Andover, and when he returned, he
+gathered the team around him in one of the recitation halls and
+described carefully the offense <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span>and defense of our coming opponents. He
+also demonstrated with checkers what each man did in every play and
+placed emphasis on the work of Eddie Holt, who was acting captain of the
+Andover team. To represent Holt's giant build he placed one checker on
+top of another, saying, as I remember, with great seriousness:</p>
+
+<p>"This topped checker represents Holt. He must be taken care of, and it
+will require two Lawrenceville men to stop him on every play. I am
+certain of this for Holt was a marvel last Saturday."</p>
+
+<p>During the week we drilled secretly and most earnestly in anticipation
+of defeating Andover. The game attracted an unusually large number of
+spectators. Lawrenceville made it a gala day for its alumni, and all the
+old Andover and Lawrenceville boys who could get there witnessed the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>When the Andover team ran out upon the field we were all anxious to see
+how big Holt loomed up. He certainly was a giant and towered high above
+the other members of his team. Soon the whistle blew, and the trouble
+was on. In memory now I can see Billy Dibble circling Andover's end for
+twenty-five yards, scoring a touchdown amid tremendous excitement.</p>
+
+<p>This all transpired during the first minute and a half of play. Emerson
+once said, "We live by moments," and the first minute and a half of that
+game must stand out as one of the eventful <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span>periods in the life of
+every man who recalls that day of play. No grown-up schoolboy can fail
+to appreciate the scene or miss the wave of boyish enthusiasm that
+rolled over the field at this unlooked for beginning of a memorable game
+between schoolboys.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo6" id="illo6"><img src="images/illo6.jpg" width="600" height="341" alt="We beat Andover" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Davis&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; MacNider&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dibble</span><br />
+<span class="center">de Saulles</span><br />
+<span class="center">Moffat &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cadwalader&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Edwards &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Walton &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wentz&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Geer&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rotter</span><br />
+<span class="caption">WE BEAT ANDOVER</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>This wonderful start of the Lawrenceville team was a goading spur to its
+opponents. Johnnie Barnes, an ex-Lawrenceville boy, now quarterback on
+the Andover team, seemed fairly inspired as he urged his team on. Eddie
+Holt was called upon time and again. He was making strong advances,
+aided by French, Hine and Porter. Together they worked out a touchdown.
+But Lawrenceville rallied and for the rest of the game their teamwork
+was masterly. Bat Geer, who was later a Princeton Varsity player,
+Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble, each scored touchdowns, making
+three altogether for their school.</p>
+
+<p>Thus Lawrenceville, with the score 20 to 6, stepped forth into a new era
+and entered the larger football world where she was to remain and
+increase her heroic accomplishments in after years.</p>
+
+<p>It is needless to say that the night following this victory was a
+crowning one in our preparatory football experiences. Bonfires were
+lighted, speeches were the order of the hour, and members of the team
+were the guests of honor at a banquet in the Upper House. There was no
+rowdy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> "revelry by night" to spoil the memory of the occasion. It was
+just one simple, fine and fitting celebration of a wholesome school
+victory on the field of football.</p>
+
+
+<p style="font-weight: bold;" class="center">LAST YEAR AT LAWRENCEVILLE</p>
+
+
+<p>It was up to Billy Dibble, the new captain, to bring about another
+championship. We were to play Andover a return game there. Captain
+Dibble was left with but three of last year's team as a foundation to
+build on. Dibble's team made a wonderful record. He was a splendid
+example for the team to follow, and his playing, his enthusiasm, and
+earnest efforts contributed much toward the winning of the Andover,
+Princeton freshmen and Hill School games. There appeared at
+Lawrenceville a new coach who assisted Street and George. He was none
+other than the famous Princeton halfback, Douglas Ward, whose record as
+an honored man in the classroom as well as on the football field was
+well known to all of us, and had stood out among college athletes as a
+wonderful example. He was very modest. I recall that some one once asked
+him how he made the only touchdown against Yale in the '93 game. His
+reply was: "Oh, somebody just pushed me over."</p>
+
+<p>Fresh in my memory is the wonderful trip that we boys made to Andover.
+We were proud of the fact that the Colonial Express was especially
+ordered to stop at Trenton for us, and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span>as we took our seats in the
+Pullman car, we realized that our long looked for expedition had really
+begun.</p>
+
+<p>We had a great deal of fun on the trip to Boston. Good old George
+Cadwalader was the center of most of the jokes. His 215 pounds added to
+the discomfort of a pair of pointed patent leather shoes, which were far
+too small for him. As soon as he was settled in the train he removed
+them and dozed off to sleep. Turk Righter and some of the other fun
+makers tied the shoe strings together, and hung them out of the window
+where they blew noisily against the window pane.</p>
+
+<p>When we arrived in Jersey City it was a treat for us to see our train
+put aboard the ferry boat of the N.&nbsp;Y., N.&nbsp;H. &amp; H.&nbsp;R.&nbsp;R., and, as we
+sailed down the bay, up the East River and under the Brooklyn Bridge to
+the New Haven docks, it all seemed very big and wonderful.</p>
+
+<p>When the train stopped at New Haven, we were met by the
+Yale-Lawrenceville men, who wished us the best of luck; some of them
+making the trip with us to Boston. When we arrived in Andover the next
+day I had the satisfaction of seeing my brother and cousin, who were at
+that time attending Andover Academy.</p>
+
+<p>The hospitality that was accorded the Andover team, while at
+Lawrenceville the year before, was repaid in royal fashion. We had ample
+time to view the grounds and buildings and grow <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span>keen in anticipation
+and interest in the afternoon's contest.</p>
+
+<p>When the whistle blew, we were there for business. My personal opponent
+was a fellow named Hillebrand, who besides being a football player was
+Andover's star pitcher. Later on we became the best of friends and side
+partners on the Princeton team, and often spoke of our first meeting
+when we played against each other. Hillebrand was one of the greatest
+athletes Andover ever turned out. Lawrenceville defeated Andover in one
+of the hardest and most exciting of all Prep. School contests, one that
+was uncertain from beginning to end.</p>
+
+<p>Billy Dibble played the star game of the day and after eight minutes he
+scored a touchdown. Cadwalader booted the ball over the goal and the
+score was 6 to 0. The Lawrenceville backfield, made up of Powell, Dave
+Davis, Cap Kafer and Dibble, worked wonderfully well. Kafer did some
+excellent punting against his remarkable opponent Barker, who seemed to
+be as expert as he.</p>
+
+<p>The efficient work of Hillebrand and of Chadwell, the colored end-rush,
+stands out pre-eminently. The latter player developed into one of the
+best end-rushes that ever played at Williams. Goodwin, Barker and
+Greenway contributed much to Andover's good play. Jim Greenway is one of
+the famous Greenway boys whose athletic history at Yale is a matter of
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span>record. A few minutes later the Andover crowd were aroused by Goodwin
+making the longest run of the game&mdash;fifty-five yards, scoring Andover's
+first touchdown, and making the score 6 to 6.</p>
+
+<p>There was great speculation as to which team would win the game, but
+Billy Dibble, aided by the wonderful interference on the part of Babe
+Eddie, who afterward played end on the Yale team, and Emerson, who, had
+he gone to college, would have been a wonder, made a touchdown. George
+Cadwalader with his sure right foot made the score 12 to 6. Enthusiasm
+was at its height. Andover rooters were calling upon their team to tie
+the score. A touchdown and goal would mean a tie. The Andover team
+seemed to answer their call, for soon Goodwin scored a touchdown, making
+the score 12 to 10, and Butterfield, Andover's right halfback, was put
+to the test amidst great excitement. The ball went just to the side of
+the goal post, and Lawrenceville had won 12 to 10. Great is the thrill
+of a victory won on an opponent's field!</p>
+
+<p>That night after dinner, as I was sitting in my brother's room, with
+some of his Andover friends, there was a yell from outside, and a loud
+knock on the door. In walked a big fellow wearing a blue sweater.
+Through his open coat one could observe the big white letter "A." It
+proved to be none other than Doc Hillebrand. Without one word of comment
+he walked over <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span>to where I was sitting and said: "Edwards, what was the
+score of the game to-day?" I could not get the idea at all. I said:
+"Why, you ought to know." He replied: "12 to 10," and turning on his
+heel, left the room. This caused a good deal of amusement, but it was
+soon explained that Hillebrand was being initiated into a secret society
+and that this was one of the initiation stunts.</p>
+
+<p>It was a wonderfully happy trip back to Lawrenceville. The spirit ran
+high. It was then that Turk Righter wrote the well known Lawrenceville
+verse which we sang again and again:</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Cap kicked, Barker kicked<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Cap he got the best of it<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">They both kicked together<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But Cap kicked very hard<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Bill ran, Dave ran<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Then Andover lost her grip<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">She also lost her championship<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Sis, boom ah!<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>As we were about two miles outside of Lawrenceville, we saw a mass of
+light in the roadway, and when we heard the boys yelling at the top of
+their voices, we realized that the school was having a torch-light
+procession and coming to welcome us. Great is that recollection! They
+took the horses off and dragged the stage back to Lawrenceville and in
+and about the campus. It was not long before the whole <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span>school was
+singing the song of success that Turk Righter had written.</p>
+
+<p>A big celebration followed. We did not break training because we had
+still another game to play. When Lawrenceville had beaten the Hill
+School 20 to 0, many of us realized that we had played our last game for
+Lawrenceville. George Cadwalader was shortly afterward elected Captain
+for the coming year. It was at this time that Lawrenceville was
+overjoyed to learn that Garry Cochran, a sophomore at Princeton, had
+been elected captain of the Princeton varsity. This recalled former
+Lawrenceville boys, Pop Warren and Doggie Trenchard, who had played at
+Lawrenceville, gone to Princeton and had become varsity captains there.
+Snake Ames also prepared at Lawrenceville.</p>
+
+<p>I might incidentally state that we stayed at Lawrenceville until June to
+get our diplomas, realizing that there were many able fellows to
+continue the successful traditions of Lawrenceville football, George
+Mattis, Howard Richards, Jack de Saulles, Cliff Bucknam, John De Witt,
+Bummie Ritter, Dana Kafer, John Dana, Charlie Dudley, Heff Herring,
+Charlie Raymond, Biglow, the Waller brothers and others.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_II" id="CHAPTER_II"></a>CHAPTER II</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">FRESHMAN YEAR</p>
+
+
+<p>I believe that every man who has had the privilege of going to college
+will agree with me that as a freshman lands in a college town, he is a
+very happy and interested individual. The newness of things and his
+freedom are very attractive. He comes to college fresh from his school
+day experiences ready to conform himself to the traditions and customs
+of the new school, his college choice.</p>
+
+<p>The world will never again look quite so big to a boy as it did then.
+Entering as boys do, in the fall of the year, the uppermost thing in
+mind, outside of the classroom, is football. Sometimes it is the
+uppermost thought in the classroom. What kind of a Varsity football team
+are we going to have? This is the question heard on all sides.</p>
+
+<p>Every bit of available football material is eagerly sought by the
+coaches. I recall so well my freshman year at Princeton, how Garry
+Cochran, captain of the football team, went about the college with
+Johnny Poe, looking over the undergraduates and watching the incoming
+trains for football possibilities. If a fellow <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span>looked as though he
+might have good material to work upon, he was asked to report at the
+Varsity field the next day.</p>
+
+<p>All athletic interests are focused on the gridiron. The young
+undergraduate who has no likelihood of making the team, fills himself
+with facts about the individuals who are trying to win a place. He
+starts out to be a loyal rooter, realizing that next to being a player,
+the natural thing is to attend practice and cheer the team in their
+work; he becomes interested in the individual progress each candidate is
+making. In this way, the members of the team know that they have the
+support of the college, and this makes them play harder. This builds up
+college spirit.</p>
+
+<p>Every college has its own freshman and sophomore traditions; one at
+Princeton is, that shortly after college opens there must be a rush
+about the cannon, between the freshman and sophomore classes. All those
+who have witnessed this sight, know that it is a vital part of Princeton
+undergraduate life. On that night in my freshman year, great care was
+taken by Cochran that none of the incoming football material engaged in
+the rush. No chances were taken of injuring a good football prospect
+among either freshmen or sophomores. Eddie Holt, Bert Wheeler, Arthur
+Poe, Doc Hillebrand, Bummie Booth and I were in the front ranks of the
+class of 1900, stationed back of Witherspoon Hall ready to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span>make the
+rush upon the sophomores, who were huddled together guarding the cannon.
+Cochran and his coterie of coachers ran out as we were approaching the
+cannon and forced us out of the contest. He ordered us to stand on the
+outside of the surging crowd. There we were allowed to do a little
+"close work," but we were not permitted to get into the heat of the
+fray. Cochran knew all of us because we were among those who had been
+called to college before the opening to enter preliminary training.
+Every football player who has had the experience of being summoned ahead
+of time will understand my feeling. I was very happy when I received
+from Cochran, during the summer before I entered Princeton, a letter
+inviting me to report for football practice two weeks before college
+opened. When I arrived at Princeton on the appointed day, I found the
+candidates for the team at the training quarters.</p>
+
+<p>At that time freshmen were not barred from varsity teams.</p>
+
+<p>There was a reunion of friends from Lawrenceville and other schools.
+There was Doc Hillebrand, against whom I had played in the Andover game
+the year before. Eddie Holt loomed up and I recalled him as the big
+fellow who played on the Andover team against Lawrenceville two years
+before. He had gone from Andover to Harvard and had played on the
+Har<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span>vard team the year before, and had decided to leave Harvard and
+enter Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>There were Lew Palmer, Bummie Booth, Arthur Poe, Bert Wheeler, Eddie
+Burke and many others whom I grew to know well later on.</p>
+
+<p>Trainer Jack McMasters was on the job and put us through some very
+severe preliminary training. It was warm in New Jersey early in
+September, and often in the middle of practice Jack would occasionally
+play the hose on us. It did not take us long to learn that varsity
+football training was much more strenuous than that of the preparatory
+school. The vigorous programme, prepared, especially for me, convinced
+me that McMasters and the coaches had decided that my 224 pounds were
+too much weight. Jack and I used to meet at the field house four
+mornings each week. He would array me in thick woolen things, and top
+them off with a couple of sweaters, so that I felt as big as a house. He
+would then take me out for an excursion of eight miles across country,
+running and walking. Sometimes other candidates kept us company, but
+only Jack and I survived.</p>
+
+<p>On these trips, I would lose anywhere from five to six pounds. I got
+accustomed to this jaunt and its discomforts after a while, but there
+was one thing that always aggravated me. While Jack made me suffer, he
+indulged himself. He would stop at a favorite spring of his, kneel <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span>down
+and take a refreshing drink, right before my very eyes, and then,
+although my throat was parched, he would bar me even from wetting my
+tongue. He was decidedly unsociable, but from a training standpoint, he
+was entirely "on to his job."</p>
+
+<p>As both captain and trainer soon found that I was being overworked, I
+had some "let up" of this strenuous system. The extra work in addition
+to the regular afternoon practice, made my days pretty severe going and
+when night came I was not troubled with insomnia.</p>
+
+<p>It was during this time that Biffy Lea, one of Princeton's greatest
+tackles, was slowly but surely making a wonderful tackle out of Doc
+Hillebrand. Bert Wheeler was making rapid strides to attain the position
+of halfback. They were the only two freshmen who made the team that
+year. I was one of those that failed.</p>
+
+<p>We were soon in shape for the first try-out of the season; preliminary
+training was over, and the team was ready for its first game. We won the
+Rutgers game 44 to 0 and after we defeated the Navy, we went to play
+Lafayette at Easton. I had as my opponent in the Lafayette game,
+Rinehart. I shall never forget this game. I was playing left guard
+alongside of Jarvie Geer, who was a substitute for Bill Church, who had
+been injured in practice the week before and could not play. Just before
+the first half was over, Lafayette feinted on a kick, and instead of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span>
+Bray, that star Lafayette fullback, boosting the ball, Barclay shot
+through the line between Geer and myself for thirty yards. There was my
+down-fall. Rinehart had taken care of me beautifully, and finally, Net
+Poe saved the day by making a beautiful tackle of Barclay, who was fast
+approaching the Princeton goal line. There was no score made, but the
+fact that Barclay had made the distance through me, made me feel mighty
+mean. I recall Cochran during the intermission, when he said: "Holt; you
+take Edwards' place at left-guard."</p>
+
+<p>The battle between those giants during the second half was a sight worth
+seeing and an incident recalled by all those who witnessed the game.</p>
+
+<p>Neither side scored and it was a hard-fought struggle.</p>
+
+<p>One day, one play, often ruins a man's chances. I had played as a
+regular in the first three games of the season. I was being tried out
+and had been found wanting. I had proved a disappointment, and I knew
+Cochran knew it and I knew the whole college would know it, but I made
+up my mind to give the very best I had in me, and hoped to square myself
+later and make the team. I knew what it was to be humiliated, taken out
+of a game, and to realize that I had not stood the test. I began to
+reason it out&mdash;maybe I was carried away with the fact of having played
+on the varsity team&mdash;maybe I did <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span>not give my best. Anyway I learned
+much that day. It was my first big lesson of failure in football. That
+failure and its meaning lived with me.</p>
+
+<p>I have always had great respect for Rinehart, and his great team mates.
+Walbridge and Barclay were a great team in themselves, backed up by Bray
+at fullback. It was this same team that, later in the fall, beat
+Pennsylvania, without the services of Captain Walbridge, who had been
+injured.</p>
+
+<p>It was not long after this that Princeton played Cornell at Princeton. I
+recall the day I first saw Joe Beacham, that popular son of Cornell, who
+afterwards coached West Point. He is now in the regular army, stationed
+at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. He was captain of the Cornell team in '96.
+He had on his team the famous players, Dan Reed, on whom Cornell counts
+much in these years to assist Al Sharpe in the coaching; Tom Fennel,
+Taussig and Freeborn. With these stars assisting, Cornell could do
+nothing with Princeton's great team and the score 37 to 0 tells the
+tale.</p>
+
+<p>I was not playing in this game, but recall the following incident. Joe
+Beacham was making a flying run through the Princeton team. A very
+pretty girl covered with furs, wearing the red and white of Cornell, was
+enthusiastically yelling at the top of her voice "Go it, Joe! go it,
+Joe!" much to the delight and admiration of the Princeton
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span>undergraduates near her. Since then Joe has told me that it was his
+sister. Maybe it was, but as Joe was rushing onward, with Dan Reed and
+Tom Fennel interfering wonderfully for him, and urged on by his fond
+admirer in the grandstand, his progress was rudely halted by the huge
+form of Edwin Crowdis which appeared like a cloud on the horizon and
+projected itself before the oncoming scoring machine of Cornell. When
+they met, great was the crash, for Crowdis spilled the player, ball and
+all. This was the time, the place, and the girl; and it meant that Edwin
+Crowdis had made the Princeton Varsity team.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo7" id="illo7"><img src="images/illo7.jpg" width="600" height="434" alt="Lafayette&#39;s Great Team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Brink Thorne&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hubby&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Bray &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bishop &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Park Davis</span><br />
+<span class="center">Rowland&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Jones&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Walbridge &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Barclay &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ziser&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rinehart&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Herr&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Gates</span><br />
+<span class="center">Spear&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Best &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Weidenmeyer&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hill&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Trexler</span><br />
+<span class="caption">LAFAYETTE'S GREAT TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>I realized it at the moment, and although I knew that it would probably
+put me in the substitute ranks for the rest of the season, I was wild
+with joy to see Edwin develop at this particular moment, and perform his
+great play. His day had come, his was the reward, and Joe Beacham had
+been laid low. As for the girl, she subsided abruptly, and is said to
+have remarked, as Crowdis smashed the Cornell machine: "Well, I never
+did like a fat man anyway!"</p>
+
+<p>One day in a practice game, against the scrub, this year, Garry Cochran,
+who was standing on the side lines resting from the result of an injury,
+became so frantic over the poor showing of the varsity, pulled off his
+sweater and jumped into the game in spite of the trainers' earnest
+entreaty not to. He tried to instill a new spirit <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span>into the game. It was
+one of those terrible Monday practice games, of which every football
+player knows. The varsity could not make any substantial gains against
+the second team, which was unusually strong that year, as most of the
+varsity substitutes were playing. How frantic Bill Church was! He was
+playing tackle alongside of Edwin Crowdis, against whom I was playing.
+My chances of making the Varsity were getting slimmer. Very few practice
+days were left before the men would be selected for the final game. I
+was making the last earnest stand. The varsity line men were not opening
+up the scrub line as easily as they desired, and we were all stopping up
+the offensive play of the Varsity. I was going through very low and
+tackling Crowdis around the legs, trying to carry him back into the
+play. Church was very angry at my doing this, and told Crowdis to hit
+me, if I did it again, but Edwin was a good-natured, clean player; in
+fact, I doubt if he ever rough played any man. Finally, after several
+plays, Church said, "If you don't hit him, I will," and he sure made
+good his threat, for on the next play, when I was at the bottom of the
+heap in the scrimmage, Church handed me one of those stiff "Bill Church
+blows," emphasizing the tribute with his leather thumb protector. There
+was a lively mixup and the scrub and Varsity had an open fight. All was
+soon forgotten, but I still "wear an ear," the lobe of which is a
+constant reminder of Bill<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> Church's spirited play. Nothing ever stood in
+Church's way; he was a hard player, and a powerful tackle.</p>
+
+<p>Slowly but surely, Cochran's great team was perfecting itself into a
+machine. The victory against Harvard at Cambridge was the team's worthy
+reward for faithful service and attention given to the details of the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>As a reward for service rendered, the second team with the Varsity
+substitutes were taken on the trip, and as we saw the great Princeton
+team winning, every man was happy and proud of the joy and knowledge of
+giving something material towards their winning. Sore legs, injuries and
+mistakes were at such a time forgotten. All that was felt was the keen
+sense of satisfaction that comes to men who have helped in the
+construction.</p>
+
+<p>Billie Bannard, aided by superb interference of Fred Smith, was able to
+make himself the hero of that game by a forty-five yard run. Bill Church
+the great tackle broke through the Harvard line and blocked Brown's
+kick, and the ever-watchful end-rush, Howard Brokaw, fell on the ball
+for a touchdown. Cochran had been injured and removed from the game, but
+he was frantic with joy as he walked up and down the Princeton side
+lines, urging further touchdowns.</p>
+
+<p>A happy crowd of Princetonians wended their way back to Princeton to put
+the finishing touches on the team before the Yale game.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span> Those of you
+who recall that '96 game in New York will remember that 6 to 0 in favor
+of Yale was the score, at the end of the first five minutes. Jim Rodgers
+had blocked Johnnie Baird's punt and Bass, the alert end-rush, had
+pounced on the ball and was over for a touchdown in a moment. Great
+groans went up from the Princeton grandstand. Could it be that this
+great acknowledged champion team of Princeton was conceited,
+over-trained and about to be defeated? Certainly not, for there arose
+such a demonstration of team spirit and play as one seldom sees. On the
+next kick-off Johnnie Baird caught the ball, and when he was about to be
+tackled&mdash;in fact, was lying on the ground&mdash;he passed the ball to Fred
+Smith, that great all-round Princeton athlete, who made the most
+spectacular run of the day. Who will ever forget the wonderful line
+plunging of Ad Kelly, the brilliant end running of Bill Bannard and the
+great part all the other men of the team contributed towards Princeton's
+success, and the score grew and grew by touchdown after touchdown, until
+some one recalled that in this game, the team would say, "Well, we won't
+give any signals; we'll just try a play through Captain Murphy." Maybe
+this was the play that put Murphy out of the game. He played against
+Bill Church, and that was enough exercise for any one man to encounter
+in one afternoon. As Fred Murphy left the field everyone realized that
+it was only his poor phys<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span>ical condition that caused him to give up the
+game. Yale men recall, with great pride, how the year before Murphy had
+put it all over Bill Church. During that game, however, Church's
+physical condition was not what it should have been, and these two giant
+tackles never had a chance to play against each other when they were
+both in prime condition. Both these men were All American calibre.</p>
+
+<p>Johnny Baird, Ad Kelly, Bannard, all made touchdowns and the two
+successful freshmen who had made the team, Hillebrand and Wheeler, both
+registered touchdowns against Yale. As the Yale team left the field,
+they felt the sting of defeat, but there were men who were to have
+revenge at New Haven the next year against Princeton, among whom were
+Chadwick, Rodgers and Chamberlain. They were eager enough to get back at
+us and the next year they surely did. But this was our year for victory
+and celebration, and laurels were bestowed upon the victors. Garry
+Cochran and his loyal team-mates were the lions of the day and hour.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_III" id="CHAPTER_III"></a>CHAPTER III</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">ELBOW TO ELBOW</p>
+
+
+<p>"I wonder where my shoes are?" "Who's got my trousers on?" "I wonder if
+the tailor mended my jersey?" "What has become of my head-gear?" "I
+wonder if the cobbler has put new cleats on my shoes?" "Somebody must
+have my stockings on&mdash;these are too small." "What has become of my ankle
+brace&mdash;can't seem to find it anywhere? I just laid it down here a minute
+ago. I think that freshman pinched my sweater."</p>
+
+<p>All of which is directed to no one in particular, and the Trainer, who
+sits far off in a corner, blowing up a football for the afternoon
+practice, smiles as the players are fishing for their clothes. Just then
+the Captain, who has dressed earlier than the rest, and has had two or
+three of the players out on the field for kicking practice, breaks in
+upon the scene with the remark:</p>
+
+<p>"Don't you fellows all know you're late? You ought to be dressed long
+before this." Then follows the big scramble and soon everybody is out on
+the field.</p>
+
+<p>The Trainer is busy keeping his eye open for any man who is being
+handled too strenuously in the practice. Quick starts are practiced,
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span>individual training is indulged in. Kicking and receiving punts play
+an important part in the preliminary work.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo8" id="illo8"><img src="images/illo8.jpg" width="600" height="379" alt="House in disorder" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HOUSE IN DISORDER</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>At Williams one afternoon, Fred Daly, former Yale Captain and coach at
+Williams, in trying forward passes instructed his ends to catch them at
+every angle and height. One man continually fumbled his attempt, just as
+he thought he had it sure. He was a new man to Daly, and the latter
+called out to him:</p>
+
+<p>"What is your name?" Back came the reply, which almost broke up the
+football practice for the day: "<i>Ketchum</i> is my name."</p>
+
+<p>Falling on the ball is one of the fundamentals in football. It is the
+ground work that every player must learn. Frank Hinkey, that great Yale
+Captain and player, was an artist in performing this fundamental.
+Playing so wonderfully well the end-rush position, his alertness in
+falling on the ball often meant much distance for Yale. He had wonderful
+judgment in deciding whether to fall on the ball or pick it up.</p>
+
+<p>One of the most important things in football is knowing how to tackle
+properly. Some men take to it naturally and others only learn after
+hard, strenuous practice.</p>
+
+<p>In the old days men were taught to tackle by what is known as "live
+tackling." I recall especially that earnest coach, Johnny Poe, whose
+main object in football coaching was to see that the men tackled hard
+and sure.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span></p><p>Poe, without any padding on at all, would let the men dive into him
+running at full speed, and the men would throw him in a way that seemed
+as though it would maim him for life. Some of the men weighed a hundred
+pounds more than he did, but he would get up and, with a smile, say:</p>
+
+<p>"Come on men, hit me harder; knock me out next time."</p>
+
+<p>After the first two weeks of the season, Johnny Poe was a complete mass
+of black and blue marks; and yet how wonderful and how self sacrificing
+he was in his eagerness to make the Princeton players good tacklers.</p>
+
+<p>But there are few men like Johnny Poe, who are willing to sacrifice
+their own bodies for the instruction of others; and the next best
+method, and one which does not injure the players so much, is tackling
+the "dummy."</p>
+
+<p>As we look at this picture of Howard Henry of Princeton tackling the
+"dummy," we all remember when we were back in the game trying our very
+best to put our shoulder into our opponent's knees and "hit him hard,
+throw him, and hold him." Henry always got his man.</p>
+
+<p>But the thrill of the game is not in tackling the dummy. The joy comes
+in a game, when a man is coming through the line, or making a long run,
+and you throw yourself at his knees, and get your tackle; then up and
+ready for another.</p>
+
+<p>I recall an experience I had at Princeton one <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span>year. When I went to
+the Club House to get my uniform, which I wanted to wear in coaching, I
+asked Keene Fitzpatrick, the Trainer, where my suit was. He said:</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo9" id="illo9"><img src="images/illo9.jpg" width="600" height="376" alt="Hit your man low" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HIT YOUR MAN LOW</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"It's hanging outside."</p>
+
+<p>I went outside of the dressing room but could see no suit anywhere. He
+came out wearing a broad smile.</p>
+
+<p>"No," he said, "it isn't out here, it's out there hanging in the air. We
+made a dummy out of it."</p>
+
+<p>And there before me I saw my old uniform stuffed with sawdust. I looked
+at myself&mdash;in suspense.</p>
+
+<p>After the men have been given the other preliminary work they are taken
+to the charging board. The one shown here is used at Yale. It teaches
+the men quick starting and the use of their hands. It trains them to
+keep their eyes on the ball and impresses them with the fact that if
+they start before the ball is put in play, a penalty will follow. A fast
+charging line has its great value, and every coach is keen to have the
+forwards move fast to clear the way.</p>
+
+<p>Then after the individual coaching is over, the team runs through
+signals, and the practice is on. Before very long the head coach
+announces that practice is over, and the trainer yells:</p>
+
+<p>"Everybody in on the jump," and you soon find yourself back in the
+dressing room.</p>
+
+<p>It does not take you long to get your clothes <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span>off and ready for the
+bath. How well some of you will recall that after a hard practice you
+were content to sit and rest awhile on the bench in the dressing-room.
+It may be that, in removing your clothes, you favored an injured knee,
+looked at a sprained ankle, or helped some fellow off with his jersey.</p>
+
+<p>What is finer, after a hard day's practice, than to stand beneath a warm
+shower and gradually let the water grow cold? Everything is lovely until
+some rascal in the bunch throws a cold sponge on you and slaps you
+across the back, or turns the cold water on, when you only want hot.</p>
+
+<p>Then comes the dry-off and the rub-down, which seems to soothe all your
+bruises. This picture of Pete Balliet standing on the end of a bench,
+while Jack McMasters massages an injured knee may recall to many a
+football player the day when the trainer was his best friend. From his
+wonderful physique it is easy to believe that Balliet must have been the
+great center-rush whom the heroes of years ago tell about.</p>
+
+<p>Harry Brown, that great Princeton end-rush, is on the other end of the
+bench, being taken care of by Bill Buss, a jovial old colored attendant,
+who was for so many years a rubber at Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>I know men who never enthuse over football, but just play from a sense
+of college loyalty, and a fear of censure should they not play; who are
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span>sorry that they were ever big or showed any football ability. College
+sentiment will not allow a football man to remain idle.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo10" id="illo10"><img src="images/illo10.jpg" width="600" height="419" alt="Repairs" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">REPAIRS</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>I knew a man in college, who, on his way to the football field, said:</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, how I hate to drag my body down to the Varsity field to-day to have
+it battered and bruised!"</p>
+
+<p>One does not always enthuse over the hard drudgery of practice. Those
+that witness only the final games of the year, little realize the
+gruesome task of preparedness. Every football player will acknowledge
+that some day he has had these thoughts himself.</p>
+
+<p>But suddenly the day comes when this discouraged player sees a light.
+Perhaps he has developed a hidden power, or it may be that he has broken
+through and made a clean tackle behind the line; perhaps he has made a
+good run and received a compliment from the coach. It may be that his
+side partner has given him a word of encouragement, which may have
+instilled into him a new spirit, and, as a result, he has turned out to
+be a real football player. He then forgets all the bruises and all the
+hard knocks.</p>
+
+<p>How true it is that in one play, or in a practice game, or in a contest
+against an opposing college, a player has found himself. Do you players
+of football remember the day you made the team, the day your chance came
+and you took <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span>advantage of it? At such a time a player shows great
+possibilities. He is told by the captain to report at the training house
+for the Varsity signals. Who that has experienced the thrill of that
+moment can ever forget it?</p>
+
+<p>He earns his seat at the Varsity table. He is now on the Varsity squad.
+He goes on, determined to play a better game, and realizes he must hold
+his place at the training table by hard, conscientious work.</p>
+
+<p>One is not unmindful of the traditions that are centered about the board
+where so many heroes of the past have sat. You have a keen realization
+of the fact that you are filling the seat of men who have gone before
+you, and that you must make good, as they made good. Their spirit lives.</p>
+
+<p>The training table is a great school for team spirit. To have a
+successful team, any coach will tell you, there must be a brotherly
+feeling among the members of the team. The men must chum together on and
+off the field. Team work on the field is made much easier if there is
+team work off the field.</p>
+
+<p>I never hear the expression "team mates" used but I recall a certain
+Princeton team, the captain of which was endowed with a wonderful power
+of leadership. There was nothing the men would not do for him. Every man
+on the team regarded him as a big brother. Yet there was one man on the
+squad who seemed in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span>clined to be alone. He had little to say, and when
+his work was over on the field he always went silently away to his room.
+He did not mingle with the other players in the club house after dinner,
+and there did not seem to be much warmth in him.</p>
+
+<p>Garry Cochran, the captain, took some of us into his confidence, and we
+made it our business to draw this fellow out of his shell. It was not
+long before we found that he was an entirely different sort of a person
+from what he had seemed to be.</p>
+
+<p>In a short time, the fellow who was unconsciously retarding good
+fellowship among the members of the team was no longer a silent negative
+individual, but was soon urging us on in a get-together spirit.</p>
+
+<p>It will be impossible to relate all the good times had at a college
+training table. I think that every football man will agree with me that
+we now have a great deal of sympathy for the trainer, whereas in the old
+days we roasted him when it seemed that dinner would never be ready.</p>
+
+<p>How the hungry mob awaited the signal!</p>
+
+<p>"The flag is down," as old Jim Robinson would say, and Arthur Poe would
+yell:</p>
+
+<p>"Fellows, the hash is ready."</p>
+
+<p>Then the hungry crowd would scramble in for the big event of the day.
+There awaited them all the delicacies of a trainer's menu; the food that
+made touchdowns. If the service was slow, the good-natured trainer was
+all at fault, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span>and he too joined in the spirit of their criticism. If
+the steak was especially tender, they would say it was tough. There was
+much juggling of the portions distributed. Fred Daly recalls the first
+week that he and Johnnie Kilpatrick were at the Yale training table. Kil
+called for some chocolate, and Johnnie Mack, the trainer, yelled back:</p>
+
+<p>"What do you think this is, anyway, a hospital?"</p>
+
+<p>That started something for awhile in the way of jollying. Daly recalls
+another incident, that happened often at Yale one year. It is about Bill
+Goebel, who certainly could put the food away. After disposing of about
+twelve plates of ice cream, which he had begged, borrowed or stolen, he
+called one of the innocent waiters over to him and asked in a gentle
+voice: "Say, George, what is the dessert for to-night?"</p>
+
+<p>Then there comes the good-natured "joshing" of the fellow who has made a
+fine play during the practice, or in the game of the day. One or two of
+the fun makers rush around, put their hands on him and hold him tight
+for fear he will not be able to contain himself on account of his
+success of the day. This sort of jollification makes the fellow who has
+made a bad play forget what he might have done, and he too becomes
+buoyant amidst the good fellowship about him.</p>
+
+<p>We all realize what a modest individual the trainer is. If in a
+reminiscent mood to change <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span>the subject from football to himself, he
+tells his "ever-on-to-him" admirers some of his achievements in the old
+days there is immediately evidence of preparedness among the players, as
+the following salute is given&mdash;with fists beating on the table in
+unison&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo11" id="illo11"><img src="images/illo11.jpg" width="600" height="374" alt="The Old Faithfuls" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE OLD FAITHFULS</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"One, two, three! <i>Oh, what a gosh darn lie!</i>"</p>
+
+<p>But deep in every man's heart, is the keen realization of the trainer's
+value, and his eager effort for their success. His athletic achievements
+and his record are well known, and appreciated by all. He is the pulse
+of the team.</p>
+
+<p>The scrub team at Princeton during my last year was captained by Pop
+Jones, who was a martyr to the game. He was thoroughly reliable, and the
+spirit he instilled into his team mates helped to make our year a
+successful one. This picture will recall the long roll of silent heroes
+in the game, whose joy seemed to be in giving; men who worked their
+hearts out to see the Varsity improve; men who never got the great
+rewards that come to the Varsity players, but received only the thrill
+of doing something constructive. Their reward is in the victories of
+others, for every man knows that it is a great scrub that makes a great
+varsity. If, as you gaze at this picture of the scrub team, it stirs
+your memory of the fellows who used to play against you, and, if, in
+your heart you pay them a silent tribute, you will be giving them only
+their just due. To the uncrowned heroes, who found no fame, the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span>men
+whose hearts were strong, but whose ambitions for a place on the Varsity
+were never realized, we take off our hats.</p>
+
+<p>The fiercest knocks that John DeWitt's team ever had at Princeton were
+in practice against the scrub. It was in this year, on the last day of
+practice, that the undergraduates marched in a body down the field,
+singing and cheering, led by a band of music. Preliminary practice being
+over, the scrub team retired to the Varsity field house, to await the
+signal for the exhibition practice to be given on the Varsity field
+before the undergraduates. A surprise had been promised.</p>
+
+<p>While the Varsity team was awaiting the arrival of the scrub team, it
+was officially announced that the Yale team would soon arrive upon the
+field, and shortly after this, the scrub team appeared with white "Y's"
+sewed on the front of their jerseys. The scrub players took the Yale
+players' names, just as they were to play against Princeton on the
+coming Saturday. There was much fun and enthusiasm, when the assumed
+Hogan would be asked to gain through Cooney, or Bloomer would make a
+run, and the make-believe Foster Rockwell would urge the pseudo Yale
+team on to victory.</p>
+
+<p>John DeWitt had more than one encounter that afternoon with Captain
+Rafferty of Yale. After the practice ended all the players gathered
+around the dummy, which had been very helpful <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span>in tackling practice.
+This had been saturated with kerosene awaiting the final event of the
+day. John DeWitt touched it off with a match, and the white "Y" which
+illuminated the chest of the dummy was soon enveloped in flames. A
+college tradition had been lived up to again, and when the team returned
+victorious from New Haven that year, John DeWitt and his loyal team
+mates never forgot those men and the events that helped to make victory
+possible.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_IV" id="CHAPTER_IV"></a>CHAPTER IV</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">MISTAKES IN THE GAME</p>
+
+
+<p>Many a football player who reads this book will admit that there arises
+in all of us a keen desire to go back into the game. It is not so much a
+desire just to play in the game for the mere sake of playing as to
+remedy the mistakes we all know we made in the past.</p>
+
+<p>In our football recollections, the defeats we have experienced stand out
+the most vividly. Sometimes they live on as nightmares through the
+years. As we review the old days we realize that we did not always give
+our best. If we could but go back and correct our faults many a defeat
+might be turned into a victory.</p>
+
+<p>We reflect that if we had trained a little harder, if we had been more
+sincere in our work, paid better attention to the advice given us by the
+men who knew, if we had mastered our positions better, it would have
+been a different story on many occasions when defeat was our portion.</p>
+
+<p>But that is now all behind us. The games are over. The scores will
+always stand. Others have taken our places. We have had our day and
+opportunity. In the words of Longfellow,</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span></p><div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"The world belongs to those who come the last."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Our records will remain as we left them on the gridiron. Many a man is
+recalled in football circles as the one who lost his temper in the big
+games and caused his team to suffer by his being ruled out of the game.
+Men say, "Why, that is the fellow who muffed a punt at a critical
+moment," or recall him as the one who "fumbled the ball," when, if he
+had held it, the team would have been saved from defeat.</p>
+
+<p>You recall the man who gave the signals with poor judgment. Maybe you
+are thinking of the man who missed a great tackle or allowed a man to
+get through the line and block a kick. Perhaps a mistaken signal in the
+game caused the loss of a first down, maybe defeat&mdash;who knows?</p>
+
+<p>Through our recollection of the things we should have done but failed to
+do for one reason or another, our defeats rise before us more vividly
+now than our victories.</p>
+
+<p>There is only one day to make good and that is the day of the game. The
+next day is too late.</p>
+
+<p>Then there is the ever-present recollection of the fellow who let
+athletics be the big thing in his college life. He did not make good in
+the classroom. He was unfair to himself. He failed to realize that
+athletics was only a part of his college life, that it should have been
+an aid to better endeavor in his studies.</p>
+
+<p>He may have earned his college letter or received a championship gold
+football. And now <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span>that he is out in the world he longs for the college
+degree that he has forfeited.</p>
+
+<p>His regrets are the deeper when he realizes that if he had given his
+best and been square with his college and himself, his presence might
+have meant further victories for his team. This is not confined to any
+one college. It is true of all of them and probably always will be true,
+although it is encouraging to note that there is a higher standard of
+scholarship attained on the average by college athletes to-day than a
+decade or so ago.</p>
+
+<p>I wish I could impress this lesson indelibly upon the mind of every
+young football enthusiast&mdash;that athletics should go hand in hand with
+college duties. After all it is the same spirit of team work instilled
+into him on the football field that should inspire him in the classroom,
+where his teacher becomes virtually his coach.</p>
+
+<p>When I was at Princeton, we beat Yale three years out of the four, but
+the defeat of 1897 at New Haven stands out most vividly of all in my
+memory. And it is not so much what Yale did as what Princeton did not do
+that haunts me.</p>
+
+<p>One day in practice in 1897, Sport Armstrong, conceded to be one of the
+greatest guards playing, was severely injured in a scrimmage. It was
+found that his neck and head had become twisted and for days he lay at
+death's door on his bed in the Varsity Club House. After a <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span>long
+serious illness he got well, but never strong enough to play again. I
+took his place.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo12" id="illo12"><img src="images/illo12.jpg" width="600" height="379" alt="Jim Rodgers&#39; Team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Benjamin &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Brown  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;McBride  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cadwalader  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Corwin</span><br />
+<span class="center">Hazen  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hall &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rodgers &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Chamberlin &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Chadwick  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dudley</span><br />
+<span class="center">De Saulles</span><br />
+<span class="caption">JIM RODGERS' TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Nearly all of the star players of the '96 Princeton championship team
+were in the lineup. It was Cochran's last year and my first year on the
+Varsity. Our team was heralded as a three-to-one winner. We had beaten
+Dartmouth 30 to 0 and won a great 57 to 0 victory over Lafayette. Yale
+had a good, strong team that had not yet found itself. But there were
+several of us Princeton players who knew from old association in prep.
+school the calibre of some of the men we were facing.</p>
+
+<p>Cochran and I have often recalled together that silent reunion with our
+old team-mates of Lawrenceville. There in front of us on the Yale team
+were Charlie de Saulles, George Cadwalader and Charlie Dudley. We had
+not seen them since we all left prep. school, they to go to New Haven
+and we to Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>When the teams lined up for combat there were no greetings of one old
+schoolmate to another. It was not the time nor place for exchange of
+amenities. As some one has since remarked, "The town was full of
+strangers."</p>
+
+<p>The fact that Dudley was wearing one Lawrenceville stocking only urged
+us on to play harder.</p>
+
+<p>My opponent on the Yale team was Charlie Chadwick, Yale's strong man.
+Foster Sanford <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span>tells elsewhere in this book how he prepared him for the
+Harvard game the week before and for this game with Princeton. Our
+coaches had made, as they thought, a study of Chadwick's temperament and
+had instructed me accordingly. I delivered their message in the form of
+a straight arm blow. The compliment was returned immediately by
+Chadwick, and the scrap was on. Dashiell, the umpire, was upon us in a
+moment. I had visions of being ruled out of the game and disgraced.</p>
+
+<p>"You men are playing like schoolboys and ought to be ruled out of the
+game," Dashiell exclaimed, but he decided to give us another chance.</p>
+
+<p>Chadwick played like a demon and I realized before the game had
+progressed very far that I had been coached wrong, for instead of
+weakening his courage my attack seemed to nerve him. He played a very
+wide, defensive guard and it was almost impossible to gain through him.</p>
+
+<p>The play of the Princeton team at the outset was disappointing. Jim
+Rodgers, the Yale captain, was driving his men hard and they responded
+heartily. Some of them stood out conspicuously by their playing. De
+Saulles' open field work was remarkable. I remember well the great run
+of fifty-five yards which he made. He was a wonderfully clever dodger
+and used the stiff arm well. He evaded the Prince<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span>ton tacklers
+successfully, until Billy Bannard made a tackle on Princeton's 25-yard
+line.</p>
+
+<p>Garry Cochran was one of the Princeton players who failed in his effort
+to tackle de Saulles, although it was a remarkable attempt with a low,
+diving tackle. De Saulles hurdled over him and Cochran struck the
+ground, breaking his right shoulder.</p>
+
+<p>That Cochran was so seriously injured did not become known until after
+de Saulles had finished his long run. Then it was seen that Cochran was
+badly hurt. The trainer ran out and took him to the side lines to fix up
+his injury.</p>
+
+<p>Time was being taken out and as we waited for Cochran to return to the
+game we discussed the situation and hoped that his injury would not
+prove serious. Every one of us realized the tremendous handicap we would
+be under without him.</p>
+
+<p>The tension showed in the faces of Alex Moffat and Johnny Poe as they
+sat there on the side line, trying to reach a solution of the problem
+that confronted them as coaches. They realized better than the players
+that the tide was against them.</p>
+
+<p>To conceal the true location of his injury from the Yale players,
+Cochran had his left shoulder bandaged and entered the scrimmage again,
+game though handicapped, remaining on the field until the trainer
+finally dragged him to the side line.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span></p><p>This was the last football contest in which Garry Cochran took part. He
+was game to the end.</p>
+
+<p>At New Haven that fall Frank Butterworth and some of the other coaches
+had heard a rumor that when Cochran and de Saulles parted at
+Lawrenceville they had a strange understanding. Both had agreed, so the
+rumor went, that should they ever meet in a Yale-Princeton game, one
+would have to leave the game.</p>
+
+<p>Butterworth told de Saulles what he had heard and cautioned him,
+reminding him that he wanted him to play a game that would escape
+criticism. De Saulles put every ounce of himself into his game, Cochran
+did the same. To this day Frank Butterworth and the coaches believe that
+when de Saulles was making his great run up the field he kept his pledge
+to Cochran.</p>
+
+<p>De Saulles and Cochran laugh at the suggestion that it was other than an
+accident, but they have never been able to convince their friends. The
+dramatic element in it was too strong for a mere chance affair.</p>
+
+<p>Princeton's handicap when Cochran had to go out was increased by the
+withdrawal because of injuries of Johnny Baird, the quarterback, that
+wonderful drop-kicker of previous games. He was out of condition and had
+to be carried from the field with a serious injury.</p>
+
+<p>Dudley, the ex-Lawrencevillian, here began to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span>get in his telling
+work. The Yale stands were wild with enthusiasm as they saw their team
+about to score against the much-heralded Princeton team. We were a three
+to one bet. On the next play Dudley went through the Princeton line. At
+the bottom of the heap, hugging the ball and happy in his success, was
+Charlie Dudley, Yale hero, Lawrenceville stocking and all.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo13" id="illo13"><img src="images/illo13.jpg" width="600" height="375" alt="Cochran was game to the end" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">COCHRAN WAS GAME TO THE END</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>After George Cadwalader had kicked the goal, the score stood 6 to 0.</p>
+
+<p>One of the greatest problems that confronts a coach is to select the
+proper men to start in a game. Injuries often handicap a team. Ad Kelly,
+king of all line-plunging halfbacks, had been injured the week before at
+Princeton and for that reason was not in the original lineup that day at
+New Haven. He was on the side lines waiting for a chance to go in. His
+chance came.</p>
+
+<p>Kelly was Princeton's only hope. Herbert Reed, known among writers on
+football as "Right Wing," thus describes this stage of the game:</p>
+
+<p>"With almost certain defeat staring them in the face, the Tigers made
+one last desperate rally and in doing so called repeatedly on Kelly,
+with the result that with this star carrying the ball in nearly every
+rush the Princeton eleven carried the ball fifty-five yards up the field
+only to lose it at last on a fumble to Jim Rodgers.</p>
+
+<p>"Time and again in the course of this heroic <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span>advance, Kelly went into
+or slid outside of tackle practically unaided, bowling along more like a
+huge ball than a human being. It was one of the greatest exhibitions of
+a born runner, of a football genius and much more to be lauded than his
+work the previous year, when he was aided by one of the greatest
+football machines ever sent into a big game."</p>
+
+<p>But Kelly's brilliant work was unavailing and when the game ended the
+score was still 6 to 0. Yale had won an unexpected victory.</p>
+
+<p>The Yale supporters descended like an avalanche upon the field and
+carried off their team. Groups of men paraded about carrying aloft the
+victors. There were Captain Jim Rodgers, Charlie Chadwick, George
+Cadwalader, Gordon Brown, Burr Chamberlain, John Hall, Charlie de
+Saulles, Dudley, Benjamin, McBride, and Hazen.</p>
+
+<p>Many were the injuries in this game. It was a hard fought contest. There
+were interesting encounters which were known only to the players
+themselves. As for myself, it may best be said that I spent three weeks
+in the University of Pennsylvania Hospital with water on the knee. I
+certainly had plenty of time to think about the sadness of defeat&mdash;the
+ever present thought&mdash;"Wait until next year"&mdash;was in my mind. Garry
+Cochran used to say in his talks to the team: "We must win this
+year&mdash;make it two <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span>years straight against Yale. If you lose, Princeton
+will be a dreary old place for you. It will be a long, hard winter. The
+frost on the window pane will be an inch thick." And, in the sadness of
+our recollections, his words came back to us and to him.</p>
+
+<p>These words came back to me again in 1899.</p>
+
+<p>I had looked forward all the year to our playing Cornell at Ithaca. It
+was just the game we wanted on our schedule to give us the test before
+we met Yale. We surely got a test, and Cornell men to this day will tell
+you of their great victory in 1899 over Princeton, 5 to 0.</p>
+
+<p>There were many friends of mine in Ithaca, which was only thirty miles
+from my old home, and I was naturally happy over the fact that Princeton
+was going to play there. But the loyal supporters who had expected a
+Princeton victory were as disappointed as I was. Bill Robinson, manager
+of the Princeton team, reserved seats for about thirty of my closest
+boyhood friends who came over from Lisle to see the game. The Princeton
+cheering section was rivalled in enthusiasm by the "Lisle section." And
+the disappointment of each one of my friends at the outcome of that
+memorable game was as keen as that of any man from Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>Our team was clearly outplayed. Unfortunately we had changed our signals
+that week and we did not play together. But all the hon<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span>ors were
+Cornell's, her sure footed George Young in the second half made a goal
+from the field, fixing the score at 5 to 0.</p>
+
+<p>I remember the wonderful spirit of victory that came over the Cornell
+team, the brilliant playing of Starbuck, the Cornell captain, and of
+Bill Warner, Walbridge, Young and the other men who contributed to the
+Cornell victory. Percy Field swarmed with Cornell students when the game
+ended, each one of them crazy to reach the members of their team and
+help to carry them victoriously off the field.</p>
+
+<p>Never will I forget the humiliation of the Princeton team. Trolley cars
+never seemed to move as slowly as those cars that carried us that day
+through the streets of Ithaca. Enthusiastic, yelling undergraduates
+grinned at us from the sidewalks as we crawled along to the hotel.
+Sadness reigned supreme in our company. We were glad to get to our
+rooms.</p>
+
+<p>Instead of leaving Ithaca at 9:30 as we had planned, we hired a special
+engine to take our private cars to Owego there to await the express for
+New York on the main line.</p>
+
+<p>My only pleasant recollection of that trip was a brief call I made at
+the home of a girl friend of mine, who had attended the game. My arm was
+in a sling and sympathy was welcome.</p>
+
+<p>As our train rolled over the zig-zag road out of Ithaca, we had a source
+of consolation in the fact that we had evaded the send-off which the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span>
+Cornell men had planned in the expectation that we were to leave on the
+later train.</p>
+
+<p>There were no outstretched hands at Princeton for our homecoming. But
+every man on that Princeton team was grimly determined to learn the
+lesson of the Cornell defeat, to correct faults and leave nothing undone
+that would insure victory for Princeton in the coming game with Yale.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V"></a>CHAPTER V</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">MY LAST GAME</p>
+
+
+<p>Every player knows the anxious anticipation and the nerve strain
+connected with the last game of the football season. In my last year
+there were many men on the team who were to say good-bye to their
+playing days. Every player who reads these lines will agree with me that
+it was his keenest ambition to make his last game his best game.</p>
+
+<p>It was in the fall of 1899. There were many of us who had played on a
+victorious team the year before. Princeton had never beaten Yale two
+years in succession. This was our opportunity. Our slogan during the
+entire season had been, "On to New Haven." The dominating idea in the
+mind of everyone was to add another victory over Yale to the one of the
+year before.</p>
+
+<p>The Cornell game with its defeat was forgotten. We had learned our
+lesson. We had made a tremendous advance in two weeks. I recall so well
+the days before the Yale game, when we were leaving for New York en
+route to New Haven. We met at the Varsity field house. I will never
+forget how strange the boys looked in their derby hats and overcoats. It
+was a striking <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span>contrast to the regular everyday football costumes and
+campus clothes.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo14" id="illo14"><img src="images/illo14.jpg" width="600" height="374" alt="On to New Haven" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">ON TO NEW HAVEN</span><br />
+<span class="center">All Dressed Up and Ready to Go.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p>There were hundreds of undergraduates at the station to cheer us off. As
+the train pulled out the familiar strains of "Old Nassau" floated after
+us and we realized that the next time we would see that loyal crowd
+would be in the cheering section on the Princeton side at New Haven.</p>
+
+<p>We went directly to the Murray Hill Hotel, where Princeton had held its
+headquarters for years. After luncheon Walter Christie, the trainer,
+took us up to Central Park. We walked about for a time and finally
+reached the Obelisk.</p>
+
+<p>Biffy Lee, the head coach, suggested that we run through our signals.
+All of us doffed our overcoats and hats and, there on the expansive
+lawn, flanked by Cleopatra's Needle and the Metropolitan Art Museum, we
+ran through our signals.</p>
+
+<p>We then resumed our walk and returned to the hotel for dinner. The
+evening was spent in the hotel parlors, where the team was entertained
+and had opportunity for relaxation from the mental strain that was
+necessarily a part of the situation. A general reception took place in
+the corridors, players of old days came around to see the team, to
+revive old memories, and cheer the men of the team on to victory.</p>
+
+<p>Football writers from the daily papers mingled with the throng, and
+their accounts the following day reflected the optimistic spirit they
+encoun<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span>tered. The betting odds were quoted at three to one on Princeton.
+"Betting odds" is the way some people gauge the outcome of a football
+contest, but I have learned from experience, that big odds are not
+justified on either side in a championship game.</p>
+
+<p>We were up bright and early in the morning and out for a walk before
+breakfast. Our team then took the ten o'clock train for New Haven. Only
+those who have been through the experience can appreciate the difficulty
+encountered in getting on board a train for New Haven on the day of a
+football game.</p>
+
+<p>We were ushered through a side entrance, however, and were finally
+landed in the special cars provided for us.</p>
+
+<p>On the journey there was a jolly good time. Good fellowship reigned
+supreme. That relieved the nervous tension. Arthur Poe and Bosey Reiter
+were the leading spirits in the jollification. A happier crowd never
+entered New Haven than the Princeton team that day. The cars pulled in
+on a siding near the station and everybody realized that we were at last
+in the town where the coveted prize was. We were after the Yale ball.
+"On to New Haven" had been our watchword. We were there.</p>
+
+<p>Following a light lunch in our dining car we soon got our football
+clothes, and, in a short time, the palatial Pullman car was transformed.
+It assumed the appearance of the dressing room at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span> Princeton. Football
+togs hung everywhere. Nose-guards, head-gears, stockings, shin-guards,
+jerseys, and other gridiron equipment were everywhere. Here and there
+the trainer or his assistants were limbering up joints that needed
+attention.</p>
+
+<p>Two big buses waited at the car platform. The team piled into them. We
+were off to the field. The trip was made through a welcome of friendly
+salutes from Princeton men encountered on the way. Personal friends of
+individual players called to them from the sidewalks. Others shouted
+words of confidence. Old Nassau was out in overwhelming force.</p>
+
+<p>No team ever received more loyal support. It keyed the players up to the
+highest pitch of determination. Their spirits, naturally at a high mark,
+rose still higher under the warmth of the welcome. Repression was a
+thing of the past. Every player was jubilant and did not attempt to
+conceal the fact.</p>
+
+<p>The enthusiasm mounted as we neared the scene of the coming battle. As
+we entered the field the air was rent by a mighty shout of welcome from
+the Princeton hosts. Our hearts palpitated in response to it. There was
+not a man of the team that did not feel himself repaid a thousand-fold
+for the season's hard knocks.</p>
+
+<p>But this soon gave way to sober thought of the work ahead of us. We were
+there for business. Falling on the ball, sprinting and limbering up,
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span>and running through a few signals, we spent the few minutes before the
+Yale team came through the corner of the field. The scenes of enthusiasm
+that had marked our arrival were repeated, the Yale stand being the
+center this time of the maelstrom of cheers. I shall not attempt to
+describe our own feelings as we got the first glimpse of our opponents
+in the coming fray. Who can describe the sensations of the contestants
+in the first moment of a championship game?</p>
+
+<p>But it was not long before the coin had been tossed, and the game was
+on. Not a man who has played in the line will ever forget how he tried
+to block his man or get down the field and tackle the man with the ball.
+I recall most vividly those three strapping Yale center men, Brown, Hale
+and Olcott, flanked by Stillman and Francis. There was Al Sharpe and
+McBride. Fincke was at quarter.</p>
+
+<p>If there had been any one play during the season that we had had drilled
+into us, a play which we had hoped might win the game, it was the long
+end run. It was Lea's pet play.</p>
+
+<p>I can recall the herculean work we had performed to perfect this play.
+It was time well spent. The reward came within seven minutes after the
+game began. The end running ability of that great player, Bosey Reiter
+showed. Every man was doing his part, and the play was made possible.
+Reiter scored a touchdown along the side of the field. I never saw a
+happier man <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span>than Bosey. But he was no happier than his ten team-mates.
+They were leaping in the air with joy. The Princeton stand arose in a
+solid body and sent an avalanche of cheers across the field.</p>
+
+<p>What proved to be one of the most important features of the game was the
+well-delivered punt by Bert Wheeler, who kicked the ball out to
+Hutchinson. Hutch heeled it in front of the goal and Bert Wheeler
+boosted the ball straight over the cross bar and Princeton scored an
+additional point. At that moment we did not realize that this would be
+the decisive factor in the Princeton victory.</p>
+
+<p>As the Princeton team went back to the middle of the field to take their
+places for the next kick-off, the Princeton side of the field was a
+perfect bedlam of enthusiasm. Old grads were hugging each other on the
+side lines, and every eye was strained for the next move in the game.</p>
+
+<p>At the same time the Yale stand was cheering its side and urging the
+Blue players to rally. McBride, the Yale captain, was rousing his men
+with the Yale spirit, and they realized what was demanded of them. The
+effect became evident. It showed how Yale could rise to an occasion. We
+felt that the old bull-dog spirit of Yale was after us&mdash;as strong as
+ever.</p>
+
+<p>How wonderfully well McBride, the Yale captain, kicked that day! What a
+power he was on defence! I saw him do some wonderful work.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> It was after
+one of his long punts, which, with the wind in his favor, went about
+seventy yards, that Princeton caught the ball on the ten-yard line.</p>
+
+<p>Wheeler dropped back to kick. The Yale line men were on their toes ready
+to break through and block the kick. The Yale stand was cheering them
+on. Stillman was the first man through. It seemed as if he were
+off-side. Wheeler delayed his kick, expecting that an off-side penalty
+would be given. When he did kick, it was too late, the ball was blocked
+and McBride fell on it behind the goal line, scoring a touchdown for
+Yale, and making the score 6 to 5 in favor of Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>Believe me, the Yale spirit was running high. The men were playing like
+demons. Here was a team that was considered a defeated team before the
+game. Here were eleven men who had risen to the occasion and who were
+slowly, but surely, getting the best of the argument.</p>
+
+<p>Gloom hung heavy over the Princeton stand. Defeat seemed inevitable. Of
+eleven players who started in the game on the Princeton side, eight had
+been incapacitated by injuries of one kind or another. Doc Hillebrand,
+the ever-reliable, All-American tackle, had been compelled to leave the
+game with a broken collar-bone just before McBride made his touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>I remember well the play in which he was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span>injured and I have
+resurrected a photograph that was snapped of the game at the moment that
+he was lying on the ground, knocked out.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo15" id="illo15"><img src="images/illo15.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="Hillebrand's last charge" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HILLEBRAND'S LAST CHARGE</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Bummie Booth, who had stood the strain of the contest wonderfully well,
+and had played a grand game against Hale, gave way to Horace Bannard,
+brother of Bill Bannard, the famous Princeton halfback of '98.</p>
+
+<p>It was no wonder that Princeton was downcast when McBride scored the
+touchdown and the goal was about to be kicked.</p>
+
+<p>Just then I saw a man in football togs come out from the side lines
+wearing a blue visor cap. He was to kick for the goal. It was an unusual
+spectacle on a football field. I rushed up to the referee, Ed
+Wrightington of Harvard, and called his attention to the man with the
+cap. I asked if that man was in the game.</p>
+
+<p>"Why," he replied with a broad smile, "you ought to know him. He is the
+man you have been playing against all along, Gordon Brown. He only ran
+into the side lines to get a cap to shade his eyes."</p>
+
+<p>I am frank to say that it was one on me, but the chagrin wore off when
+Brown missed the goal, which would have tied the final score, and robbed
+Princeton of the ultimate victory.</p>
+
+<p>The tide of battle turned toward Yale. Al Sharpe kicked a goal from the
+field, from the forty-five yard line. It was a wonderful achieve<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span>ment.
+It is true that circumstances later substituted Arthur Poe for him as
+the hero of the game, but those who witnessed Sharpe's performance will
+never forget it. The laurels that he won by it were snatched from him by
+Poe only in the last half-minute of play. The score was changed by
+Sharpe's goal from 6 to 5 in our favor to 10 to 6. Yale leading.</p>
+
+<p>The half was over. The score was 10 to 6 against Princeton. Every
+Princeton player felt that there was still a real opportunity to win
+out. We were all optimistic. This optimism was increased by the appeals
+made to the men in the dressing room by the coaches. It was not long
+before the team was back on the field more determined than ever to carry
+the Yale ball back to Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>The last half of this game is everlastingly impressed upon my memory.
+Every man that played for Princeton, although eight of them were
+substitutes, played like a veteran. I shall ever treasure the memory of
+the loyal support that those men gave me as captain, and their response
+to my appeal to stand together and play not only for Princeton but for
+the injured men on the side-lines whose places they had taken.</p>
+
+<p>The Yale team had also heard some words of football wisdom in their
+dressing room. Previous encounters with Princeton had taught them that
+the Tiger could also rally. They came on the field prepared to fight
+harder than ever.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> McBride and Brown were exhorting their men to do
+their utmost.</p>
+
+<p>Princeton was out-rushing Yale but not out-kicking them. Yale knew that
+as well as we did.</p>
+
+<p>It was a Yale fumble that gave us the chance we were waiting for. Bill
+Roper, who had taken Lew Palmer's place at left end, had his eyes open.
+He fell on the ball. Through his vigilance, Princeton got the chance to
+score. Now was our chance.</p>
+
+<p>Time was passing quickly. We all knew that something extraordinary would
+have to be done to win the day. It remained for Arthur Poe to
+crystallize this idea into action. It seemed an inspiration.</p>
+
+<p>"We've got to kick," he said to me, "and I would like to try a goal from
+the field. We haven't got much time."</p>
+
+<p>Nobody appreciated the situation more than I did. I knew we would have
+to take a chance and there was no one I would have selected for the job
+quicker than Arthur Poe. How we needed a touchdown or a goal from the
+field!</p>
+
+<p>Poe, Pell and myself were the three members of the original team left.
+How the substitutes rallied with us and gave the perfect defence that
+made Poe's feat possible is a matter of history. As I looked around from
+my position to see that the defensive formation was right, I recall how
+small Arthur Poe looked there in the fullback position. Here was a man
+doing something we <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span>had never rehearsed as a team. But safe and sure the
+pass went from Horace Bannard and as Biffy Lea remarked after the game,
+"when Arthur kicked the ball, it seemed to stay up in the air about
+twenty minutes."</p>
+
+<p>Some people have said that I turned a somersault and landed on my ear,
+and collapsed. Anyhow, it all came our way at the end, the ball sailed
+over the cross bar. The score then was 11 to 10, and the Princeton stand
+let out a roar of triumph that could be heard way down in New Jersey.</p>
+
+<p>There were but thirty-six seconds left for play. Yale made a splendid
+supreme effort to score further. But it was futile.</p>
+
+<p>Crowds had left the field before Poe made his great goal kick. They had
+accepted a Yale victory as inevitable. Some say that bets were paid on
+the strength of this conviction. The Yale <i>News</i>, which went to press
+five minutes before the game ended, got out an edition stating that Yale
+had won. They had to change that story.</p>
+
+<p>During the seconds preceding Poe's kick for a goal I had a queer
+obsession. It was a serious matter to me then. I can recall it now with
+amusement. "Big" was a prefix not of my own selection. I had never
+appreciated its justification, however, until that moment.</p>
+
+<p>Horace Bannard was playing center. I had my left hand clasped under the
+elastic in his trouser leg, ready to form a barrier against the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span>Yale
+forwards. Brown, Hale and McBride tried to break through to block the
+kick. I thought of a million things but most of all I was afraid of a
+blocked kick. To be frank, I was afraid I would block it&mdash;that Poe
+couldn't clear me, that he would kick the ball into me.</p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo16" id="illo16"><img src="images/illo16.jpg" width="600" height="374" alt="Al Sharpe's goal" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">AL SHARPE'S GOAL</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p>I crouched as low as I could, and the more I worried the larger I seemed
+to be and I feared greatly for what might occur behind me. It seemed as
+if I were swelling up. But finally, as I realized that the ball had gone
+over me and was on its way to the goal, I breathed a sigh of relief and
+said,</p>
+
+<p>"Thank God, it cleared!"</p>
+
+<p>How eager we were to get that ball, the hard-earned prize, which now
+rests in the Princeton gymnasium, a companion ball to the one of the
+1898 victory. Yes, it had all been accomplished, and we were happy. New
+Haven looked different to us. It was many years since Princeton had sent
+Yale down to defeat on Yale Field.</p>
+
+<p>Victory made us forget the sadness of former defeats. It was a joyous
+crowd that rode back to the private cars. Varsity players and
+substitutes shared alike in the joy, which was unrestrained. We soon had
+our clothes changed, and were on our way to New York for the banquet and
+celebration of our victory.</p>
+
+<p>Arthur Poe was the lion of the hour. No finer fellow ever received more
+just tribute.</p>
+
+<p>It would take a separate volume to describe <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span>the incidents of that trip
+from New Haven to New York. Before it had ended we realized if we never
+had realized it before how sweet was victory, and how worth while the
+striving that brought it to us.</p>
+
+<p>Suffice it to say that that Yale football was the most popular
+"passenger" on the train. Over and over we played the game and a million
+caresses were lavished upon the trophy.</p>
+
+<p>This may seem an excess of sentiment to some, but those who have played
+football understand me. Looking back through the retrospect of seventeen
+years, I realize that I did not fully understand then the meaning of
+those happy moments. I now appreciate that it was simply the deep
+satisfaction that comes from having made good&mdash;the sense of real
+accomplishment.</p>
+
+<p>Enthusiastic Princeton men were waiting for us at the Grand Central
+Station. They escorted us to the Murray Hill Hotel, and the wonderful
+banquet that awaited us. The spirit of the occasion will be understood
+by football players and enthusiasts who have enjoyed similar
+experiences.</p>
+
+<p>The members of the team just sat and listened to speeches by the alumni
+and coaches. It all seemed too good to be true. When the gathering broke
+up, the players became members of different groups, who continued their
+celebration in the various ways provided by the hospitality of the great
+city.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo17" id="illo17"><img src="images/illo17.jpg" width="600" height="374" alt="Touching the match to victory" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">TOUCHING THE MATCH TO VICTORY</span>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span></p><p>Hillebrand and I ended the night together. When we awoke in the
+morning, the Yale football was there between our pillows, the bandaged
+shoulder and collar-bone of Hillebrand nestling close to it.</p>
+
+<p>Then came the home-going of the team to Princeton, and the huge bonfire
+that the whole university turned out to build. Some nearby wood yard was
+looking the next day for thirty-six cords of wood that had served as the
+foundation for the victorious blaze. It was learned afterward that the
+owner of the cord-wood had backed the team&mdash;so he had no regrets.</p>
+
+<p>The team was driven up in buses from the station. It was a proud
+privilege to light the bonfire. Every man on the team had to make a
+speech and then we had a banquet at the Princeton Inn. Later in the year
+the team was banqueted by the alumni organizations around the country.
+Every man had a peck of souvenirs&mdash;gold matchsafes, footballs, and other
+things. Nothing was too good for the victors. Well, well, "To the
+victors belong the spoils." That is the verdict of history.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VI" id="CHAPTER_VI"></a>CHAPTER VI</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">HEROES OF THE PAST<br />
+THE EARLY DAYS</p>
+
+
+<p>We treasure the memory of the good men who have gone before. This is
+true of the world's history, a nation's history, that of a state, and of
+a great university. Most true is it of the memory of men of heroic mold.
+As schoolboys, our imaginations were fired by the records of the
+brilliant achievements of a Perry, a Decatur or a Paul Jones; and, as we
+grow older, we look back to those heroes of our boyhood days, and our
+hearts beat fast again as we recall their daring deeds and pay them
+tribute anew for the stout hearts, the splendid fighting stamina, and
+the unswerving integrity that made them great men in history.</p>
+
+<p>In every college and university there is a hall of fame, where the
+heroes of the past are idolized by the younger generations. Trophies,
+portraits, old flags and banners hang there. Threadbare though they may
+be, they are rich in memories. These are, however, only the material
+things&mdash;"the trappings and the suits" of fame&mdash;but in the hearts of
+university men the memory of the heroes of the past is firmly and
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span>reverently enshrined. Their achievements are a distinguished part of
+the university's history&mdash;a part of our lives as university men&mdash;and we
+are ever ready now to burn incense in their honor, as we were in the old
+days to burn bonfires, in celebration of their deeds.</p>
+
+<p>It is well now that we recall some of the men who have stood in the
+front line of football; in the making and preservation of the great
+game. Many of them have not lived to see the results of their service to
+the sport which they deemed to be manly and worth while. It is, however,
+because they stood there during days, often full of stress and severe
+criticism of the game, staunch and resistless, that football occupies
+its present high plane in the athletic world.</p>
+
+<p>It may be that some of their names are not now associated with football.
+Some of them are captains of industry. They are in the forefront of
+public affairs. Some of them are engaged in the world's work in far-away
+lands. But the spirit that these men apply to their life work is the
+same spirit that stirred them on the gridiron. Their football training
+has made them better able to fight the battle of life.</p>
+
+<p>Men who gave signals, are now directing large industries. Players who
+carried the ball, are now carrying trade to the ends of the world. Men
+who bucked the line, are forging their way sturdily to the front. Men
+who were tackles, are still meeting their opponents with the same
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span>intrepid zeal. The men who played at end in those days, are to-day
+seeing that nothing gets around them in the business world. The public
+is the referee and umpire. It knows their achievements in the greater
+game of life.</p>
+
+<p>It is not my purpose to select an all-star football team from the long
+list of heroes past and present. It is not possible to select any one
+man whom we can all crown as king. We all have our football idols, our
+own heroes, men after whom we have patterned, who were our inspiration.</p>
+
+<p>We can never line up in actual scrimmage the heroes of the past with
+those of more recent years. What a treat if this could be arranged!</p>
+
+<p>There are many men I have idolized in football, not only for their
+record as players, but for the loyalty and spirit for the game which
+they have inspired.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Walter Camp</span></p>
+
+<p>When I asked Walter Camp to write the introduction to this book, I told
+him that as he had written about football players for twenty years it
+was up to some one to relate some of <i>his</i> achievements as a football
+player. We all know Walter Camp as a successful business man and as a
+football genius whose strategy has meant much to Yale. His untiring
+efforts, his contributions to the promotion of the best interests of the
+game, stand as a brilliant record in the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span>history of football. To give
+him his just due would require a special volume. The football world
+knows Walter Camp as a thoroughbred, a man who has played the game
+fairly, and sees to it that the game is being played fairly to-day.</p>
+
+<p>We have read his books, enjoyed his football stories, and kept in touch
+with the game through his newspaper articles. He is the loyal,
+ever-present critic on the side lines and the helpful adviser in every
+emergency. He has helped to safeguard the good name of football and kept
+pace with the game until to-day he is known as the "Father of football."</p>
+
+<p>Let us go back into football history where, in the recollections of
+others, we shall see Freshman Camp make the team, score touchdowns, kick
+goals and captain Yale teams to victory.</p>
+
+<p>F.&nbsp;R. Vernon, who was a freshman at Yale when Camp was a sophomore,
+draws a vivid word picture of Camp in his active football days. Vernon
+played on the Yale team with Camp.</p>
+
+<p>"Walter Camp in his football playing days," says Vernon, "was built
+physically on field running lines; quick on his legs and with his arms.
+His action was easy all over and seemed to be in thorough control from a
+well-balanced head, from which looked a pair of exceptionally keen,
+piercing, expressive brown eyes.</p>
+
+<p>"Camp was always alert, and seemed to sense developments before they
+occurred. One of my chief recollections of Camp's play was his great
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span>confidence with the ball. In his room, on the campus, in the gym',
+wherever he was, if possible, he would have a football with him. He
+seemed to know every inch of its surface, and it seemed almost as if the
+ball knew him. It would stick to his palm, like iron to a magnet.</p>
+
+<p>"In one of his plays, Camp would run down the side of the field, the
+ball held far out with one arm, while the other arm was performing
+yeoman service in warding off the oncoming tacklers. Frequently he would
+pass the ball from one hand to the other, while still running, depending
+upon which arm he saw he would need for defense. Smilingly and
+confidently, Camp would run the gauntlet of opposing players for many
+consecutive gains. I do not recall one instance in which he lost the
+ball through these tactics.</p>
+
+<p>"It was a pretty game to play and a pretty game to look at. Would that
+the rules could be so worded as to make the football of Camp's time the
+football of to-day!</p>
+
+<p>"Walter Camp's natural ability as a football player was recognized as
+soon as he entered Yale in 1876. He made the 'varsity at once and played
+halfback. It was in the first Harvard football game at Hamilton Park
+that the Harvard captain, who was a huge man with a full, bushy beard,
+saw Walter Camp, then a stripling freshman in uniform, and remarked to
+the Yale Captain:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></p><p>"'You don't mean to let that child play; he is too light; he will get
+hurt.'</p>
+
+<p>"Walter made a mental note of that remark, and during the game the
+Harvard captain had occasion to remember it also, when in one of the
+plays Camp tackled him, and the two went to the ground with a heavy
+thud. As the Harvard captain gradually came to, he remarked to one of
+his team mates:</p>
+
+<p>"'Well, that little fellow nearly put me out!'</p>
+
+<p>"Camp's brilliant playing earned him the captaincy of the team in 1878
+and 1879. He had full command of his men and was extremely popular with
+them, but this did not prevent his being a stickler for discipline.</p>
+
+<p>"In my day on the Yale team with Camp," Vernon states, "Princeton was
+our dire opponent. For a week or so before a Princeton game, we all
+agreed to stay on the campus and to be in bed every night by eleven
+o'clock. Johnny Moorhead, who was one of our best runners, decided one
+night to go to the theatre, however, and was caught by Captain Camp,
+whereupon we were all summoned out of bed to Camp's room, shortly before
+midnight. After the roundup we learned the reason for our unexpected
+meeting. There was some discussion in which Camp took very little part.
+No one expected that Johnny would receive more than a severe reprimand
+and this feeling was due largely to the fact <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span>that we needed him in the
+game. Imagine our surprise, therefore, when Camp, who had left us for a
+moment, returned to the room and handed in his resignation as captain of
+the team. We revolted at this. Johnny, who sized up the situation,
+rather than have the team lose Camp, decided to quit the team himself.
+What occurred the next day between Camp and Johnny Moorhead we never
+knew, but Johnny played in the game and squared himself."</p>
+
+<p>Walter Camp's name is coupled with that of Chummy Eaton in football
+history. "Eaton was on the left end rush line," says Vernon, "and played
+a great game with Camp down the side line. When one was nearly caught
+for a down, the other would receive the ball from him on an over-head
+throw and proceed with the run. Camp and Eaton would repeat this play,
+sending the ball back and forth down the side of the field for great
+gains.</p>
+
+<p>"In one of the big games in the fall of 1879, Eaton had a large muscle
+in one of his legs torn and had to quit playing for that season." Vernon
+was put in Chummy's place. "But I couldn't fill Chummy's shoes," Vernon
+acknowledges, "for he and Camp had practiced their beautiful side line
+play all the fall.</p>
+
+<p>"The next year Chummy's parents wouldn't let him play, but Chummy was
+game&mdash;he simply couldn't resist&mdash;it was a case of Love Before Duty with
+him. He played on the Yale team <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span>the next fall, however, but not as
+Eaton, and every one who followed football was wondering who that star
+player 'Adams' was and where he came from. But those on the inside knew
+it was Chummy.</p>
+
+<p>"Frederic Remington," says Vernon, "was a member of our team. We were
+close friends and spent many Sunday afternoons on long walks. I can see
+him now with his India ink pencil sketching as we went along, and I must
+laugh now at the nerve I had to joke him about his efforts.</p>
+
+<p>"Remy was a good football player and one of the best boxers in college.
+Dear Old Remy is gone, but he left his mark."</p>
+
+<p>Other men, equally prominent old Yale men tell me, who were on the team
+that year were Hull, Jack Harding, Ben Lamb, Bob Watson, Pete Peters and
+many others.</p>
+
+<p>Walter Camp, as Yale gridiron stories go, was not only captain of his
+team, but in reality also its coach. Perhaps he can be called the
+pioneer coach of Yale football. It is most interesting to listen to old
+time Yale players relate incidents of the days when they played under
+Walter Camp as their captain: how they came to his room by invitation at
+night, sat on the floor with their backs to the wall, with nothing in
+the center of the room but a regulation football. There they got
+together, talked things over, made suggestions and comparisons. And it
+is said of Camp <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span>that he would do more listening by far than talking.
+This was characteristic, for although he knew so much of the game he was
+willing to get every point of view and profit by every suggestion.</p>
+
+<p>In 1880 Camp relinquished the captaincy to R.&nbsp;W. Watson. Yale again
+defeated Harvard, Camp kicking a goal from placement. Following this R.
+W. Watson ran through the entire Harvard team for a touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>Harvard men were greatly pained when Walter Camp played again in 1881.
+He should have graduated in 1880. This game was also won by Yale, thus
+making the fourth victorious Yale team that Camp played on. This record
+has never been equalled. Camp played six years at Yale.</p>
+
+<p>John Harding was another of the famous old Yale stars who played on
+Walter Camp's team.</p>
+
+<p>"It is now more than thirty-five years since my days on the football
+gridiron," writes Harding. "What little elementary training I got in
+football, I attribute to the old game of 'theory,' which for two years
+on spring and summer evenings, after supper, we used to play at St.
+Paul's School in Concord, N.&nbsp;H., on the athletic grounds near the Middle
+School. One fellow would be 'it' as we dashed from one side of the
+grounds to the other and when one was trapped he joined the 'its,' until
+everybody was caught. I learned there how to dodge, as well <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span>as the
+rudiments of the necessary football accomplishment of how to fall down
+without getting hurt. As a result of this experience, with my chum, W.
+A. Peters, when we got down to Yale in the fall of '76, we offered
+ourselves as willing victims for the University football team, and with
+the result that we both 'made' the freshman team, and had our first
+experience in a match game of football against the Harvard freshman at
+Boston. I don't remember who won that contest, but I do remember the
+University eleven, under Eugene Baker's careful training, beating
+Harvard that fall at New Haven and my football enthusiasm being fired up
+to a desire to make the team, if it were possible.</p>
+
+<p>"Of course, Walter Camp has for many years, and deservedly so, been
+regarded as the father of football at Yale, but in my day, and at least
+until Baker left college, he was only an ordinary mortal and a good
+halfback. Baker was the unquestioned star and I cannot disabuse my mind
+that he was the original football man of Yale, and at least entitled to
+the title of 'grandfather' of the game there and it was from him that my
+tuition mainly came.</p>
+
+<p>"My impression is that Baker was always for the open running and passing
+game and that mass playing and flying wedges and the various refinements
+of the game that depended largely on 'beef' were of a later day.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p><p>"For four years I played in the rush line with Walter Camp as a
+halfback, and for two years, at least, with Hull and Ben Lamb on either
+side of me, all of us somehow understanding each other's game and all
+being ready and willing to help each other out. Whatever ability and
+dexterity I may have developed seemed to show itself at its best when
+playing with them and to prove that good team work and 'knowing your
+man' wins.</p>
+
+<p>"I got to know Walter Camp's methods and ways of playing, so that,
+somehow or other, I could judge pretty well where the ball was going to
+drop when he kicked and could navigate myself about so that I was, more
+often than any one else on our side, near the ball when it dropped to
+the ground, and, if perchance, it happened to be muffed by an opposing
+player, which put me 'on side,' the chances of a touchdown, if I got the
+ball, were excellent, and Hull and Lamb were somehow on hand to back me
+up and were ready to follow me in any direction.</p>
+
+<p>"During my last two years of football the 'rushers' were unanimously of
+the opinion that the kicking, dodging and passing open game was the game
+we should strive for and that it was the duty of the halfback and backs
+to end their runs with a good long punt, wherever possible, and give us
+a chance to get under the ball when it came down, while the rest of the
+team behind the line were in favor of a running mass play <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span>game,
+particularly in wet and slippery weather.</p>
+
+<p>"I remember once in my senior year our divergence of views on this
+question, about three weeks before the final game, nearly split our
+team, and that as a result I nearly received the doubtful honor of
+becoming the captain of a defeated Yale team. Camp, fearful of wet
+weather and possible snow at the Thanksgiving game, and with Channing,
+Eaton and Fred Remington as the heavy Yale ends and everybody 'big' in
+the rush line excepting myself, was trying to develop us with as little
+kicking as possible, and was sensitive because of the protests from the
+rush line that there was no kicking. We were all summoned one evening to
+his room in Durfee; the situation explained, together with his
+unwillingness to assume the responsibility of captain unless his ideas
+were followed; his fear of defeat, if they were not followed, his
+willingness to continue on the team as a halfback and to do his best and
+his resignation as captain with the suggestion of my taking the
+responsibility of the position. Things looked blue for Yale when Walter
+walked out of the door, but after some ten minutes' discussion we
+decided that the open game was the better, despite Camp's opinion to the
+contrary, but that we could not play the open game without Camp as
+captain. Some one was sent out to bring Walter back; matters were
+smoothed out; we played the open game and never lost a touchdown during
+the season. But <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span>during the four years I was on the Yale varsity we
+never lost but one touchdown, from which a goal was kicked and there
+were no goals kicked from the field. This goal was lost to Princeton,
+and I think was in the fall of '78, the year that Princeton won the
+championship. The two men that were more than anybody else responsible
+for the record were Eugene Baker and Walter Camp, but behind it all was
+the old Yale spirit, which seems to show itself better on the football
+field than in any other branch of athletics."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Theodore M. McNair</span></p>
+
+<p>On December 19th, 1915, there appeared in the newspapers a notice of the
+death of an old Princeton athlete, in Japan&mdash;Theodore M. McNair&mdash;who,
+while unknown to the younger football enthusiasts, was considered a
+famous player in his day. To those who saw him play the news brought
+back many thrills of his adventures upon the football field. The
+following is what an old fellow player has to say about his team mate:</p>
+
+<p>"Princeton has lost one of her most remarkable old time athletes in the
+death of Theodore M. McNair of the class of 1879.</p>
+
+<p>"McNair was a classmate of Woodrow Wilson. After his graduation he
+became a Presbyterian missionary, a professor in a Tokio college and the
+head of the Committee that introduced the Christian hymnal into Japan.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p><p>"To old Princeton graduates, however, McNair is known best as a great
+football player who was halfback on the varsity three years and was
+regarded as a phenomenal dodger, runner and kicker. In the three years
+of his varsity experience McNair went down to defeat only once, the
+first game in which he appeared as a regular player. The contest was
+with Harvard and was played between seasons&mdash;April 28th, 1877&mdash;at
+Cambridge. Harvard won the game by 2 touchdowns to 1 for the Tigers.
+McNair made the touchdown for his team. This match is interesting in
+that it marked the first appearance of the canvas jacket on the football
+field. Smock, one of the Princeton halfbacks, designed such a jacket for
+himself and thereafter for many seasons football players of the leading
+Eastern colleges adopted the garment because it made tackling more
+difficult under the conditions of those days. McNair was of large frame
+and fleet of foot. He was especially clever in handling and passing the
+ball, which in those days was more of an art than at present. It was not
+unusual for the ball to be passed from player to player after a
+scrimmage until a touchdown or a field goal was made.</p>
+
+<p>"Walter Camp was one of McNair's Yale adversaries. They had many punting
+duels in the big games at St. George's Cricket Grounds, Hoboken, but
+Camp never had the satisfaction of sending McNair off the field with a
+beaten team."</p>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span></p><p><span class="smcap">Alexander Moffat</span></p>
+
+<p>Every football enthusiast who saw Alex Moffat play had the highest
+respect for his ability in the game. Alex Moffat was typically
+Princetonian. His interest in the game was great, and he was always
+ready to give as much time as was needed to the coaching of the
+Princeton teams. His hard, efficient work developed remarkable kickers.
+He loved the game and was a cheerful, encouraging and sympathetic coach.
+From a man of his day I have learned something about his playing, and
+together we can read of this great all-round athlete.</p>
+
+<p>Alex Moffat was so small when he was a boy that he was called
+"Teeny-bits." He was still small in bone and bulk when he entered
+Princeton. Alex had always been active in sport as a boy. Small as he
+was, he played a good game of baseball and tennis and he distinguished
+himself by his kicking in football before he was twelve years of age.
+The game was then called Association Football, and kicking formed a
+large part of it. At an early age, he became proficient in kicking with
+right or left foot. When he was fifteen he created a sensation over at
+the Old Seminary by kicking the black rubber Association football clear
+over Brown Hall. That was kick enough for a boy of fifteen with an old
+black, rubber football. If anybody doubts it, let him try to do the
+trick.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo18" id="illo18"><img src="images/illo18.jpg" width="600" height="358" alt="Alex Moffat and his team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Wanamaker&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Belknap&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Finney&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Travers &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Harlan</span><br />
+<span class="center">Kennedy&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lamar&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Bird&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Kimball&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; De Camp</span><br />
+<span class="center">Baker&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Alex Moffat&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Harris</span><br />
+<span class="caption">ALEX MOFFAT AND HIS TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>The Varsity team of Princeton in the fall of '79 was captained by Bland
+Ballard of the class of '80. He had a bunch of giants back of him. There
+were fifteen on the team in those days, and among them were such men as
+Devereaux, Brotherlin, Bryan, Irv. Withington, and the mighty McNair.
+The scrub team player at that time was pretty nearly any chap that was
+willing to take his life in his hands by going down to the field and
+letting those ruthless giants step on his face and generally muss up his
+physical architecture.</p>
+
+<p>When Alex announced one day that he was going to take a chance on the
+scrub team, his friends were inclined to say tenderly and regretfully,
+"Good night, sweet prince." But Alex knew he was there with the kick,
+whether it came on the left or right, and he made up his mind to have a
+go with the canvas-backed Titans of the Varsity team. One fond friend
+watching Alex go out on the field drew a sort of consolation from the
+observation that "perhaps Alex was so small the Varsity men wouldn't
+notice him." But Alex soon showed them that he was there. He got in a
+punt that made Bland Ballard gasp. The big captain looked first at the
+ball, way up in the air, then looked at Alex and he seemed to say as the
+Scotsman said when he compared the small hen and the huge egg, "I hae me
+doots. It canna be."</p>
+
+<p>After that the Varsity men took notice of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> Alex. When the ball was
+passed back to him next the regulars got through the scrub line so fast
+that Alex had to try for a run. Bland Ballard caught him up in his arms,
+and finding him so light and small, spared himself the trouble of
+throwing him down. Ballard simply sank down on the ground with Alex in
+his arms and began rolling over and over with him towards the scrub
+goal. Alex cried "Down! Down!" in a shrill, treble voice that brought an
+exclamation from the side line. "It's a shame to do it. Bland Ballard is
+robbing the cradle."</p>
+
+<p>Such was Alex Moffat in the fall of '79, still something of the
+"Teeny-bits" that he was in early boyhood. In two years Alex's name was
+on the lips of every gridiron man in the country, and in his senior
+year, as captain, he performed an exploit in goal kicking that has never
+been equalled.</p>
+
+<p>In the game with Harvard in the fall of '83, he kicked five goals, four
+being drop kicks and one from a touchdown. His drop kicks were all of
+them long and two of them were made with the left foot. Alex grew in
+stature and in stamina and when he was captain he was regarded as one of
+the most brilliant fullbacks that the game had ever known. He never was
+a heavy man, but he was swift and slippery in running, a deadly tackler,
+and a kicker that had not his equal in his time.</p>
+
+<p>Alex remained prominent in football activity <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span>until his death in 1914.
+He served in many capacities, as member of committees, as coach, as
+referee and as umpire. He was a man of happy and sunny nature who made
+many friends. He loved life and made life joyous for those who were with
+him. He was idolized at Princeton and his memory is treasured there now.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Wyllys Terry</span></p>
+
+<p>One of the greatest halfbacks that ever played for Yale is Wyllys Terry,
+and it is most interesting to hear this player of many years ago tell of
+some of his experiences. Terry says:</p>
+
+<p>"It has been asked of me who were the great players of my time. I can
+only say, judging from their work, that they were all great, but if I
+were compelled to particularize, I should mention the names of Tompkins,
+Peters, Hull, Beck, Twombly, Richards; in fact, I would have to mention
+each team year by year. To them I attribute the success of Yale's
+football in my time, and for many years after that to the unfailing zeal
+and devotion of Walter Camp.</p>
+
+<p>"There were no trainers, coaches, or rubbers at that time. The period of
+practice was almost continuous for forty-five minutes. It was the idea
+in those days that by practice of this kind, staying power and ability
+would be brought out. The principal points that were impressed upon the
+players were for the rushers to tackle low and follow their man.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span></p><p>"This was to them practically a golden text. The fact that a man was
+injured, unless it was a broken bone, or the customary badly sprained
+ankle, did not relieve a man from playing every day.</p>
+
+<p>"It was the spirit, though possibly a crude one, that only those men
+were wanted on the team who could go through the battering of the game
+from start to finish.</p>
+
+<p>"The discipline of the team was rigorous; men were forced to do as they
+were told. If a man did not think he was in any condition to play he
+reported to the captain. These reports were very infrequent though, for
+I know in my own case, the first time I reported, I was so lame I could
+hardly put one foot before the other, but was told to take a football
+and run around the track, which was a half mile long and encircled the
+football field. On my return I was told to get back in my position and
+play. As a result, there were very few players who reported injuries to
+the captain.</p>
+
+<p>"This, when you figure the manner in which teams are coached to-day, may
+appear brutal and a waste of good material, but as a matter of fact, it
+was not. It made the teams what they were in those days&mdash;strong, hard
+and fast.</p>
+
+<p>"As to actual results under this policy, I can only say that, during my
+period in college, we never lost a game.</p>
+
+<p>"Training to-day is quite different. I think <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span>more men are injured
+nowadays than in my time under our severe training. I think further that
+this softer training is carried to an extreme, and that the football
+player of to-day has too much attention paid to his injury, and what he
+has to say, and the trainer, doctors and attendants are mostly
+responsible for having the players incapacitated by their attention.</p>
+
+<p>"The spirit of Yale in my day, a spirit which was inculcated in our
+minds in playing games, was never to let a member of the opposing team
+think he could beat you. If you experienced a shock or were injured and
+it was still possible to get back to your position either in the line or
+backfield&mdash;get there at once. If you felt that your injury was so severe
+that you could not get back, report to your captain immediately and
+abide by his decision, which was either to leave the field or go to your
+position.</p>
+
+<p>"It may be said by some of the players to-day that the punts in those
+days were more easily caught than those of to-day. There is nothing to a
+remark like that. The spiral kick was developed in the fall of '82, and
+I know that both Richards and myself knew the fellow who developed it.
+From my experience in the Princeton game I can testify that Alex Moffat
+was a past master at it.</p>
+
+<p>"One rather amusing thing I remember hearing years ago while standing
+with an old football player watching a Princeton game. The <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span>ball was
+thrown forward by the quarterback, which was a foul. The halfback, who
+was playing well out, dashed in and caught the ball on the run, evaded
+the opposing end, pushed the half back aside and ran half the length of
+the field, scoring a touchdown. The applause was tremendous. But the
+Umpire, who had seen the foul, called the ball back. A fair spectator
+who was standing in front of me, asked my friend why the ball was called
+back. My friend remarked: 'The Princeton player has just received an
+encore, that's all.'</p>
+
+<p>"While the game was hard and rough in the early days, yet I consider
+that the discipline and the training which the men went through were of
+great assistance to them, physically, morally and intellectually, in
+after years. Some of the pleasantest friendships that I hold to-day were
+made in connection with my football days, among the graduates of my own
+and other colleges.</p>
+
+<p>"When fond parents ask the advisability of letting their sons play
+football, I always tell them of an incident at the Penn-Harvard game at
+Philadelphia, one year, which I witnessed from the top of a coach. A
+young girl was asked the question:</p>
+
+<p>"'If you were a mother and had a son, would you allow him to play
+football?'</p>
+
+<p>"The young lady thought for a moment and then answered in this spirited,
+if somewhat devious, fashion:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span></p><p>"'If I were a son and had a mother, <i>you bet I'd play!</i>'"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Memories of John C. Bell</span></p>
+
+<p>In my association with football, among the many friendships I formed, I
+prize none more highly than that of John C. Bell, whose activity in
+Pennsylvania football has been kept alive long since his playing day.
+Let us go back and talk the game over with him.</p>
+
+<p>"I played football in my prep. school days," he says, "and on the
+'Varsity teams of the University of Pennsylvania in the years
+'82-'83-'84. After graduation, following a sort of nominating mass
+meeting of the students, I was elected to the football committee of the
+University, about 1886, and served as chairman of that committee until
+1901; retiring that season when George Woodruff, after a term of ten
+years, terminated his relationship as coach of our team.</p>
+
+<p>"I also served, as you know, as a representative of the University on
+the Football Rules Committee from about 1886 until the time I was
+appointed Attorney General in 1911.</p>
+
+<p>"More pleasant associations and relationships I have never had than
+those with my fellow-members of that Committee in the late '80's and the
+'90's, including Camp of Yale; Billy Brooks, Bert Waters, Bob Wrenn and
+Percy Haughton of Harvard; Paul Dashiell of Annapolis; Tracy Harris,
+Alex Moffat and John Fine of Prince<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span>ton; and Professor Dennis of
+Cornell. Later the Committee, as you know, was enlarged by the admission
+of representatives from the West; and among them were Alonzo Stagg, of
+Chicago University, and Harry Williams of Minnesota. Finer fellows I
+have never known; they were one and all Nature's noblemen.</p>
+
+<p>"Some of them, alas! like Alex Moffat, have gone to the Great Beyond.
+Representing rival universities, between whose student bodies and some
+of whose alumni, partisan feeling ran high in the '90's, nothing,
+however, save good fellowship and good cheer ever existed between Alex
+and me.</p>
+
+<p>"I am genuinely glad that I played the game with my team-mates;
+witnessed for many years nearly all the big games of the eastern
+colleges; mingled season after season with the players and the
+enthusiastic alumni of the competing universities in attendance at the
+annual matches; sat and deliberated each recurring year, as I have said,
+with those fine fellows who made and amended the rules, and in this way
+helped to develop the game, the manliest of all our sports; and that I
+have thus breathed, recreated and been invigorated in a football
+atmosphere every autumn for more than a third of a century. Growing
+older every year, one still remains young&mdash;as young in heart and spirit
+as when he donned the moleskins, and caught and kicked and carried the
+ball himself. And all these football <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span>experiences make one a happier,
+stronger and more loyal man.</p>
+
+<p>"I remember in my prep. school days playing upon a team made up largely
+of high school boys. One game stands out in my recollection. It was
+against the Freshmen team of the University of Pennsylvania, captained
+by Johnny Thayer who went down with the <i>Titanic</i>.</p>
+
+<p>"Arriving after the game had started, I came out to the side-lines and
+called to the captain asking whether I was to play. He glowered at me
+and made no answer. A few minutes later our 'second captain' called to
+me to come into the game, saying that Smith was only to play until I
+arrived. Quick as a flash I stepped into the field of play, and almost
+instantly Thayer kicked the ball over the rush line and it came bounding
+down right into my arm. Off I went like a flash through the line, past
+the backs and fullbacks, only to be over-taken within a few yards of the
+goal. The teams lined up, and thereupon Thayer, with his eagle eye
+looking us over, called out to our captain 'how many fellows are you
+playing anyway?' Instantly our captain ordered Smith off the field
+saying 'you were only to play until Bell came,' and poor Smith left
+without any audible murmur. This is what might be called one of the
+accidents of the game.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps the most memorable game in which I played was against Harvard
+in 1884 when Pennsylvania won upon Forbes Field by the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span>score of 4 to 0.
+It was our first victory over the Crimson, not to be repeated again
+until the memorable game of 1894, which triumph was again repeated,
+after still another decade, in our great victory of 1904. This last
+victory came after five years of continuing defeats, and I remember that
+we were all jubilant when we heard the news from Cambridge. I recall
+that Dr. J. William White, C.&nbsp;S. Packard and I were playing golf at the
+Country Club and when some one brought out the score to us we dropped
+our clubs, clasped hands and executed an Indian dance, shouting "Rah!
+rah! rah! Pennsylvania!" Why, old staid philosopher, should the leading
+surgeon of the city, the president of its oldest and largest trust
+company, and the district attorney of Philadelphia, thus jump for joy
+and become boys once more?</p>
+
+<p>"Recurring to the game of 1884 I can hear the cheers of the University
+still ringing in my ears when we returned from Harvard. A few weeks
+later our team went up to Princeton to see the Harvard-Princeton match
+and I recall, as though it were yesterday, Alex Moffat kicking five
+goals against Appleton's team, three of them with the right and two with
+the left foot. No other player I ever knew or heard of was so
+ambipedextrous (if I may use the word) as Alex Moffat. I remember
+walking in from the field with Harvard's captain, and he said to me
+'Moffat is a phenomenon.' Truly he was."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VII" id="CHAPTER_VII"></a>CHAPTER VII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">HEROES OF THE PAST&mdash;GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY</p>
+
+
+<p>Enthusiastic George Woodruff tells of his football experiences in the
+following words:</p>
+
+<p>"I went to Yale a green farmer boy who had never heard of the college
+game of football until I arrived at New Haven to take my examinations in
+the fall of '85. Incidentally I made the team permanently the second day
+I was on the field, having scored against the varsity from the middle of
+the field in three successive runs; whereas the varsity was not able to
+score against the scrub. I was used perhaps more times than any other
+man in running with the ball up to a very severe injury to my knee in
+the fall of '87, just a week and a day before the Princeton game, from
+which time, until I left college (although I played in all of the
+championship games) I was not able to run with the ball, actually being
+on the field only two days after my injury in '87 until the end of the
+'88 season, outside of the days on which I played the games. I tried not
+to play in the fall of '88 because of the condition of my knee and
+because I <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span>was Captain of the Crew, but Pa Corbin insisted that I must
+play in the championship games or he would not row: and of course I
+acceded to his wishes thereby secretly gratifying my own.</p>
+
+<p>"And now about the men with whom I played: Kid Wallace played end the
+entire four years. Wallace was a great amusement and comfort to his
+fellow-players on account of his general desire to put on the appearance
+of a 'tough' of the worst description; whereas he was at heart a very
+fine and gallant gentleman.</p>
+
+<p>"Pudge Heffelfinger played the other guard from me in my last year and
+when he first appeared on the Yale field he was a ridiculous example of
+a raw-boned Westerner, being 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing only
+about 178 pounds. During the season, however, the exercise and good food
+at the training table caused Heffelfinger to gain 25 pounds of solid
+bone, sinew and muscle. The green days of his first year in 1888 were
+remembered against him in an affectionate way by the use of Yale for
+several years of 'Pa' Corbin's oft reiterated expression brought forth
+by Pudge's greenness, which would cause 'Pa' to exclaim: 'Darn you,
+Heffelfinger!' with great emphasis on the 'Darn.'</p>
+
+<p>"Billy Graves played on the team during most of these years, he being
+the most graceful football runner I have ever seen, unless it were
+Stevenson of Pennsylvania.</p>
+
+<p>"Lee McClung was a harder worker in his runn<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span>ing than most of the men
+named above, but tremendously effective. He is accredited with being the
+first man who intentionally started as though to make an end run and
+then turned diagonally back through the line, in order to open up the
+field through which he then ran with incredible speed and determination.
+This was one of the first premeditated plays of a trick nature which
+ultimately led to my invention of the delayed pass which works upon the
+same principle only with incalculably greater ease and effect.</p>
+
+<p>"The game with Princeton in the Fall of 1885 clings to my memory beyond
+any other game I ever played in, because it was the first real
+championship game of my career, and I had not as yet fully developed
+into an actual player. The loss of this game to Princeton in the last
+six minutes of playing because of the Lamar run&mdash;Yale had Princeton 5 to
+0&mdash;has been a nightmare to most of the Yale players ever since. I
+attribute the fact that Yale only had five points to two hard-luck
+facts.</p>
+
+<p>"Through my own intensity at the beginning of the game I over-ran Harry
+Beecher on my first signal, causing the signal giver to think that I was
+rattled so that, although I afterward ran with the ball some 25 or 30
+times with consistent gains of from 2 to 5 yards under the almost
+impossible conditions known as the 'punt rush,' the signal for my
+regular play was not <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span>given again in spite of the fact that my ground
+gaining had been one of the steadiest features of the Yale play
+throughout the year, and because Watkinson was allowed to try five times
+in succession for goals from the field, close up, only one of which he
+made; whereas Billy Bull could probably have made at least three out of
+the five; but of course Bull's ability was not so well-known then. The
+direct cause of the Lamar run was due to the fact that all the fast
+runners and good tacklers of the Yale line were down the field under a
+kick, so close to Toler, the other halfback from Lamar, that when Toler
+muffed the ball so egregiously that it bounded over our heads some 15
+yards, Lamar who had not come across the field to back Toler up, had
+been able to get the ball on the bound and on the dead run, thus having
+in front of him all the Princeton team except Toler; whereas the Yale
+team was depleted by the fact that Wallace, Corwin, Gill (who had come
+on as a substitute) myself and even Harry Beecher from quarterback, had
+run down the field to within a few yards of Toler before he muffed the
+ball. We all turned and watched Lamar run, being so petrified that not
+one of us took a step, and, although the scene is photographed on my
+memory, I cannot see one of all the Yale players making a tackle at
+Lamar. Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, kicked the goal, thus making
+the score 6 to 5 and winning the game. The outburst from the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> Princeton
+contingent at the end of the game was one of the most heartfelt and
+spontaneous I have ever heard or seen. I understand that practically all
+of Lamar's uniform was torn into pieces and handed out to the various
+Princeton girls and their escorts who had come to New Haven to see the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>"The Yale-Princeton game in the fall of 1886 was a remarkable as well as
+a disagreeable one. We played at Princeton when the field at that time
+combined the elements of stickiness and slipperiness to an unbelievable
+extent. It rained heavily throughout the game and the proverbial 'hog on
+ice' could not have slipped and slathered around worse than all the
+players on both sides. There was a long controversy about who should act
+as referee (in those days we had only one official) and after a delay of
+about an hour from the time the game should have begun, Harris, a
+Princeton man, was allowed to do the officiating. Bob Corwin, who was
+end-rush, only second to Wallace in his ability, was captain of the
+team.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale made one touchdown which seemed to be perfectly fair but which was
+disallowed; and later, in the second half, Watkinson for Yale kicked the
+ball so that it rolled across the goal line, whereupon a crowd, which
+was standing around the ropes (in those days there was practically no
+grandstand) crowded onto the field where Savage, the Princeton fullback
+had fallen <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span>on the ball. The general report is that Kid Wallace held
+Savage while Corwin pulled the slippery ball away from him, and that
+when Harris, the referee, was able to dig his way through the crowd he
+found Corwin on the ball, and in view of the great fuss that had been
+made about his previous decision, was not able to credit Savage's
+statement that he (Savage) had said 'down' long before the Yale ends had
+been able to pull the ball away from him. The result was that the
+touchdown was allowed. Thereupon the crowd all came onto the field and
+we were not able to clear it for some 10 or 15 minutes, so that there
+was not time enough to finish the full 45 minutes of the second-half of
+the game before dark. This led to some bitter discussion between Yale
+and Princeton as to whether the game had been played. This discussion
+was settled by the intercollegiate committee in declaring that Yale had
+won the game, 4 to 0, but that no championship should be awarded. It is
+interesting to note, however, that all the gold footballs worn by the
+Yale players of this game are marked 'Champions, 1886.'</p>
+
+<p>"A word about the Princeton men who were playing during my four years at
+college.</p>
+
+<p>"Irvine was a fine steady player and his success at Mercersburg is in
+keeping with the promise shown in his football days.</p>
+
+<p>"Hector Cowan played against me three years at guard and he fully
+deserved the great repu<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span>tation he had at that time in every particular
+of the game, including running with the ball.</p>
+
+<p>"George was one of the very best center rushes I have ever seen and
+probably would have made a great player elsewhere along the line if he
+had been relieved from the obscuring effect of playing center at the
+time a center had no particular opportunity to show his ability.</p>
+
+<p>"Snake Ames for some reason was never able to do anything against the
+Yale team during the time I was playing, but his work in some later
+games that I saw and in which I officiated, convinced me that he was
+worthy of his nickname, because there are only a few men who are able to
+wind their way through an entire field of opponents with as much
+celerity and effect as Ames would display time after time.</p>
+
+<p>"In the fall of '86 Yale beat Harvard 29 to 4, with great ease, and if
+it had not been for injuries to Yale players, could probably have made
+it 50 or 60 to 0. Most of the Yale players came out of the game with
+very disgraceful marks of the roughness of the Harvard men. I had a
+badly broken nose from an intentional blow. George Carter had a cut
+requiring eight stitches above his eye. The tackle next to me had a face
+which was pounded black and blue all over. To the credit of the Harvard
+men I will say that they came to the box at the theater that night
+occupied by the Yale team and apologized for what they had done, stating
+that they had been coached <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span>to play in that way and that they would
+never again allow anybody to coach who would try to have the Harvard
+players use intentionally unfair roughness.</p>
+
+<p>"When I entered Pennsylvania I found a more or less happy-go-lucky
+brilliant man, Arthur Knipe, who was not considered fully worthy of
+being on even the Pennsylvania teams of those days, namely: teams that
+were being beaten 60 or 70 to 0 by Yale, Harvard and Princeton. I
+succeeded in arousing the interest of Knipe, and although in my mind he
+never, during his active membership of the Pennsylvania team, came up to
+75 per cent. of his true playing value, he was, even so, undoubtedly the
+peer of any man that ever played football. Knipe was brilliant but
+careless, and was at once the joy and despair of any coach who took an
+interest in his men. He captained the 1894 Pennsylvania team with which
+I sprung the 'guards back' and 'short end defense.'</p>
+
+<p>"Jack Minds I remember seeing, in 1893, standing around on the field as
+a member of the second or third scrub teams. I suppose he would not have
+been invited to preliminary training except for his own courage and
+pertinacity which caused him to demand to be taken. With no thought that
+he could possibly make the team I gradually found myself using him in
+1894, until he was a fixture at tackle, although he dodged the scales
+throughout the entire fall in order that <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span>I might not know that he
+only weighed 162 pounds.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo19" id="illo19"><img src="images/illo19.jpg" width="600" height="381" alt="Old Penn Heroes" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Wharton&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Bull&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Woodruff</span><br />
+<span class="center">Rosengarten&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Osgood&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Brooke&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Knipe &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gelbert</span><br />
+<span class="center"> Minds &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Williams &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wagonhurst</span><br />
+<span class="caption">OLD PENN HEROES</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"I will not enlarge upon the ability of men like George Brooke, Wylie
+Woodruff, Buck Wharton, Joe McCracken, John Outland and others, but
+anybody speaking of Pennsylvania players during the late '90's cannot
+pass by Truxton Hare, who stands forth as a Chevalier Bayard among the
+ranks of college football players. Hare entered Pennsylvania in '97 from
+St. Paul without any thought that he was likely to be even a mediocre
+player. He weighed only about 178 pounds at the time and was immature.
+Although his wonderfully symmetrical build, in which he looked like a
+magnified Billy Graves, kept him from looking as large as Heffelfinger
+at his greatest development at Yale, Hare was certainly ten pounds
+heavier in fine condition than Heffelfinger was before the latter left
+Yale."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VIII" id="CHAPTER_VIII"></a>CHAPTER VIII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS</p>
+
+
+<p>In the latter eighties the signal from the quarterback to the center for
+putting the ball in play was a pressure of the fingers and thumb on the
+hips of the center. In the '89 championship game between Yale and
+Princeton, Yale had been steadily advancing the ball and it looked as if
+they had started out for a march up the field for a touchdown. In those
+days signals were not rattled off with the speed that they are given
+now, and the quarterback often took some time to consider his next play,
+during which time he might stand in any position back of the line.</p>
+
+<p>Playing right guard on the Princeton team was J.&nbsp;R. Thomas, more
+familiarly known as Long Tommy. He was six feet six or seven inches tall
+and built more longitudinally than otherwise. It occurred to Janeway,
+who was playing left guard, that Long Tommy's great length and reach
+might be used to great advantage when occasion offered.</p>
+
+<p>He, therefore, took occasion to say to Thomas during a lull in the game,
+"If you get a chance, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span>reach over when Wurtenburg&mdash;the Yale
+quarter&mdash;isn't looking, and pinch the Yale center so that he will put
+the ball in play when the backs are not expecting it." The Yale center,
+by the way, was Bert Hanson. Yale continued to advance the ball on two
+or three successive plays and finally had a third down with two yards to
+gain. At this critical moment the looked-for opportunity arrived.
+Wurtenburg called a consultation of the other backs to decide on the
+next play. While the consultation was going on Long Tommy reached over
+and gently nipped Hanson where he was expecting the signal. Hanson
+immediately put the ball in play and as a result Janeway broke through
+and fell on the ball for a ten yards gain and first down for Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>To say that the Yale team were frantic with surprise and rage would be
+putting it mildly. Poor Hanson came in for some pretty rough flagging.
+He swore by all that was good and holy that he had received the signal
+to put the ball in play, which was true. But Wurtenburg insisted that he
+had not given the signal. There was no time for wrangling at that moment
+as the referee ordered the game to proceed.</p>
+
+<p>Yale did not learn how that ball came to be put in play until some time
+after the game, which was the last of the season, when Long Tommy
+happening to meet up with Hanson and several other Yale players in a New
+York restaurant, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span>told with great glee how he gave the signal that
+stopped Yale's triumphant advance.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>Numerals and combinations of numbers were not used as signals until
+1889. Prior to that, phrases, catch-words and gestures were the only
+modes of indicating the plays to be used. For instance, the signal for
+Hector Cowan of Princeton to run with the ball was an entreaty by the
+captain, who in those days usually gave the signals, addressed to the
+team, to gain an uneven number of yards. Therefore the expression,
+"Let's gain three, five or seven yards," would indicate to the team that
+Cowan was to take the ball, and an effort was made to open up the line
+for him at the point at which he usually bucked it.</p>
+
+<p>Irvine, the other tackle, ran with the ball when an even number of yards
+was called for.</p>
+
+<p>For a kick the signal was any phrase which asked a question, as for
+instance, "How many yards to gain?"</p>
+
+<p>One of the signals used by Corbin, captain of Yale, to indicate a
+certain play, was the removal of his cap. They wore caps in those days.
+A variation of this play was indicated if in addition to removing his
+cap he expectorated emphatically.</p>
+
+<p>Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, noticing the cap signals, determined
+that he would handicap the captain's strategy by stealing his cap.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span> He
+called the team back and very earnestly impressed upon them the
+advantage that would accrue if any of them could surreptitiously get
+possession of Captain Corbin's head-covering. Corbin, however, kept such
+good watch on his property that no one was able to purloin it.</p>
+
+<p>Sport Donnelly, who played left end on Princeton's '89 team, was perhaps
+one of the roughest players that ever went into a game, and at the same
+time one of the best ends that ever went down the field under a kick.</p>
+
+<p>Donnelly was one of the few men that could play his game up to the top
+notch and at the same time keep his opponent harassed to the point of
+frenzy by a continual line of conversation in a sarcastic vein which
+invariably got the opposing player rattled.</p>
+
+<p>He would say or do something to the man opposite him which would goad
+that individual to fury and then when retaliation was about to come in
+the shape of a blow, he would yell "Mr. Umpire," and in many instances
+the player would be ruled off the field.</p>
+
+<p>Donnelly's line of conversation in a Yale game, addressed to Billy
+Rhodes who played opposite him, would be somewhat as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, Mr. Rhodes, I see Mr. Gill is about to run with the ball."</p>
+
+<p>Just then Gill would come tearing around from his position at tackle and
+Donnelly would remark:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span></p><p>"Well, excuse me, Mr. Rhodes, for a moment, I've got to tackle Mr.
+Gill."</p>
+
+<p>He would then sidestep in such a manner as to elude Rhodes's
+man&oelig;uvres to prevent him breaking through, and stop Gill for a loss.</p>
+
+<p>Hector Cowan, who was captain of the Princeton '88 team was another
+rough player. In those days the men in the heat of playing would indulge
+in exclamations hardly fit for a drawing room. In fact most of the time
+the words used would have been more in place among a lot of pirates.</p>
+
+<p>Cowan was no exception to the rule so far as giving vent to his feelings
+was concerned, but he invariably used one phrase to do so. He was a
+fellow of sterling character and was studying for the ministry. Not even
+the excitement of the moment could make him forget himself to the extent
+of the other players, and where their language would have to be
+represented in print by a lot of dashes, Cowan's could be printed in the
+blackest face type without offending anyone.</p>
+
+<p>It was amusing to see this big fellow, worked up to the point of
+explosion, wave his arms and exclaim:</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, sugar!"</p>
+
+<p>It would bring a roar of mock protest from the other players, and
+threats to report him for his rough talk. While the men made joke of
+Hector's talk they had a thorough respect for his sterling principles.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">VICTORIOUS DAYS AT YALE</p>
+
+<p>During the early days of football Yale's record was an enviable one. The
+schedules included, Yale, Harvard, Princeton, University of
+Pennsylvania, Rutgers, Columbia, Stevens Institute of Technology,
+Dartmouth, Amherst, and University of Michigan.</p>
+
+<p>It is interesting to note that since the formation of the Football
+Association, in 1879 to 1889, Yale had been awarded the championship
+flag five times, Princeton one, Harvard none. Yale had won 95 out of 98
+games, having lost three to Princeton, one to Harvard and one to
+Columbia. Since 1878 Yale had lost but one game and that by one point.
+This was the Tilly Lamar game, which Princeton won. In points Yale had
+scored, since points began to be counted, 3001 to her opponents' 56; in
+goals 530 to 19 and in touchdowns 219 to 9, which is truly a unique
+record.</p>
+
+<p>It was during this period that Pa Corbin, a country boy, entered Yale
+and in his senior year became captain of the famous '88 team. This
+brilliant eleven had a wonderfully successful season and Yale men now
+began to take stock and really appreciate the remarkable record that was
+hers upon the field of football.</p>
+
+<p>In commemoration of these victories, Yale men gathered from far and
+near, crowding Delmonico's banquet hall to the limit to pay tribute to
+Yale athletic successes.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span></p><p>"And it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet,
+and the people shouted with a great shout ... they took the city."</p>
+
+<p>In a room beautifully decorated with Yale banners and trophies four
+hundred Elis sat down to enjoy the Bulldog Feast, and there honored and
+cheered to the echo the great football traditions of Yale and the men
+who made her famous by so vast a margin.</p>
+
+<p>Chauncey M. Depew in his address that evening stated that for the only
+time in one hundred and eighty-eight years the alumni of Yale met solely
+to celebrate her athletic triumphs.</p>
+
+<p>Pa Corbin, captain of the victorious '88 football team, responded, as
+follows:</p>
+
+<p>"Again we have met the enemy and he is ours. In fact we have been
+successful so many times there is something of a sameness about it. It
+is a good deal like what the old man said about leading a good life. It
+is monotonous, but satisfactory. There are perhaps a few special reasons
+why we won the championship this year, but the general principles are
+the same, which have always made us win. First, by following out certain
+traditions, which are handed down to us year by year from former team
+captains and coaches; the necessity of advancing each year beyond the
+point attained the year before; the mastering of the play of our
+opponents and planning our game to meet it. Second, by the hard,
+conscientious work, such as only a Yale team <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span>knows how to do. Third,
+by going on to the field with that high courage and determination which
+has always been characteristic of the Yale eleven, something like the
+spirit of the ancient Greeks who went into battle with the decision to
+return with their shields or on them. Sometimes they have been animated
+with the spirit which knows no defeat, like the little drummer boy, who
+was ordered by Napoleon in a crisis in the battle to beat a retreat. The
+boy did not move. 'Boy, beat a retreat.' He did not stir, but at a third
+command, he straightened up and said: 'Sire, I know not how, but I can
+beat a charge that will wake the dead.' He did so and the troops moved
+forward and were victorious. It is this same spirit which in many cases
+has seemed to animate our men.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo20" id="illo20"><img src="images/illo20.jpg" width="600" height="419" alt="Pa Corbin's Team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Rhodes&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Woodruff&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  Heffelfinger&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  Gill &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Wallace</span><br />
+<span class="center">Stagg&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  McClung&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  Captain Corbin &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Bull</span><br />
+<span class="center">Wurtenberg &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graves</span><br />
+<span class="caption">PA CORBIN'S TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"But our victory is due in a great measure this year to a man who knows
+more about football than any man in this country, who gave much of his
+valuable time in continually advising and in actual coaching on the
+field. I refer to Walter Camp, and as long as his spirit hovers over the
+Yale campus and our traditions for football playing are religiously
+followed out there is no reason why Yale should not remain, as she
+always has been, at the head of American football."</p>
+
+<p>Those were Corbin's recollections the year of that great victory. Time
+has not dimmed them, nor has his memory faded. Rather the opposite.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span>
+From what follows you will note that a woman now enters the camp of the
+Eli coaching staff, mention of whom was not made in Corbin's speech of
+'88.</p>
+
+<p>Pa Corbin prides himself in the fact that twenty-five years afterward he
+brought his old team mates together and gave them a dinner. The menu
+card tells of the traditional coaching system of Corbin's great team of
+'88 and beneath the picture of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Camp appears in
+headlines:</p>
+
+<p class="center">"HEAD COACHES OF THE YALE FOOTBALL TEAM OF 1888"</p>
+
+<p>"The head-coaches of the Yale team," says Corbin, "were really Mr. and
+Mrs. Walter Camp. They had been married in the summer of 1888 and were
+staying with relatives in New Haven. Mr. Camp had just begun his
+connection with a New Haven concern which occupied most of his time.
+Mrs. Camp was present at Yale Field every day at the football practice
+and made careful note of the plays, the players and anything that should
+be observed in connection with the style of play and the individual
+weakness or strength. She gave her observations in detail to her husband
+at supper every night and when I arrived Mr. Camp would be thoroughly
+familiar with that day's practice and would be ready for suggestions as
+to plays and players to be put in operation the next day.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span></p><p>"This method was pursued during the entire season and was practically
+the only systematic coaching that the team received. Of course there
+were several old players like Tompkins '84, Terry '85 and Knapp '82, who
+came to the field frequently.</p>
+
+<p>"At that time it was customary for me to snap the ball back to the
+quarter with my foot. By standing the ball on end and exercising a
+certain pressure on the same it was possible to have it bound into the
+quarterback's hands. It was necessary, therefore, for me to attend to
+this detail as well as to block my opponent and make holes through the
+line for the backs.</p>
+
+<p>"While the rules of the game at that time provided for an Umpire as well
+as a Referee, the fact that there was no neutral zone and players were
+in close contact with each other on the line of scrimmage gave
+opportunity for more roughness than is customary at the present time.
+Neither were the officials so strict about their rulings.</p>
+
+<p>"Prior to this time it had been customary to give word signals for the
+different plays, these being certain words which were used in various
+sentences relating to football and the progress of the game. As center,
+I was so tall that a system of sign signals was devised which I used
+entirely in the Princeton game, and the opponents, from the talk, which
+continued as usual, supposed that word signals were being used and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span>were
+entirely ignorant of the sign signals during the progress of the game.
+The pulling of the visor of my cap was a kick signal. Everything that I
+did with my left hand in touching different parts of my uniform on the
+left side from collar to shoe lace meant a signal for a play at
+different points on the left side of the line. Similar signals with my
+right hand meant similar plays on the right side of the line. The system
+worked perfectly and there was no case of missed signal. The next year
+the use of numbers for signals began, and has continued until the
+present date.</p>
+
+<p>"The work of the Yale team during the season was very much retarded by
+injuries to their best players. The papers were so filled with these
+accounts that the general opinion of the public was that the team would
+be in poor physical condition to meet Princeton. As luck would have it,
+however, the invalids reached a convalescing stage in time to enter the
+Wesleyan game on the Saturday before the one to be played with Princeton
+in fairly good condition.</p>
+
+<p>"Head Coach Camp and I attended the Princeton-Harvard game at Princeton
+on that day. Upon our return to New York we received a telegram from
+Mrs. Camp to the effect that the score made by Yale against Wesleyan was
+105 to nothing. One of the graduate coaches was much impressed with the
+opportunity to turn a few pennies and he requested that the informa<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span>tion
+be kept quiet until he could see a few Princeton men. The result was
+that he negotiated the small end of several stakes at long odds against
+Yale. When the news of the Wesleyan score was made public the next
+morning, the opinion of the public changed somewhat as to the merit of
+the team. It nevertheless went into the Princeton game as not being the
+favorite and in the opinion of disinterested persons it was expected
+that Princeton would win handsomely."</p>
+
+<p>Cowan the great has this to say:</p>
+
+<p>"I happened to be down on the grounds to watch the practice just a few
+days before the Yale game. They did not have enough scrub to make a good
+defense. Jim Robinson happened to see me there and asked me to play. He
+had asked me before, and I had always refused, but this time for some
+reason I accepted and he took me to the Club house.</p>
+
+<p>"I got into my clothes. The shoes were about three sizes too small. That
+day I played guard opposite Tracy Harris. I played well enough so that
+they wanted me to come down the next day, as they said they wanted good
+practice. The next day I was put against Captain Bird, who had been out
+of town the first day I played. He had the reputation of being not at
+all delicate in the way he handled the scrub men who played against him,
+so that they had learned to keep away from him.</p>
+
+<p>"As I had not played before, I did not know <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span>enough to be afraid of him,
+so when the ball was put in play I simply charged forward at the
+quarterback and was able to spoil a good many of his plays. I heard
+afterward that Bird asked Jim Robinson who that damn freshman was that
+played against him. The next year I was put in Bird's place at left
+guard, as he had graduated and fought all comers for the place. I was
+never put on the scrub again.</p>
+
+<p>"My condition when in Princeton was the best. Having been raised in the
+country, I knew what hard work was and in the five years that I played
+football I never left the field on account of injury either in practice
+or in games with other teams.</p>
+
+<p>"It is a great thing to play the game of football as hard as you can. I
+never deliberately went to do a man up. If he played a rough game, I
+simply played him the harder. I never struck a man with my fist in the
+game. I do not remember ever losing my temper. Perhaps I did not have
+temper enough.</p>
+
+<p>"When we speak of a football man's nerve I would say that any man who
+stopped to think of himself is not worthy of the game, but there is one
+man who seemed to me had a little more nerve than the average. I think
+that he played for two years on our scrub, and the reason that he was
+kept there so long was on account of his size. He only weighed about 138
+pounds, but for all the time he played on the scrub he played <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span>halfback
+and no one ever saw him hesitate to make every inch that he could, even
+though he knew he had to suffer for it.</p>
+
+<p>"In the fall of '88, I think, Yup Cook played right tackle on the
+Varsity. He was very strong in his shoulders and arms and had the grip
+of a blacksmith. Channing, this nervy little 138-pounder, played left
+halfback on the scrub. When he went into the line, Cook would take him
+by the shoulders and slam him into the ground. Our playing field at the
+time was very dry and the ground was like a rock. I used to feel very
+sorry for the little fellow. On his elbows and hips and knees he had raw
+sores as big as silver dollars; yet he never hesitated to make the
+attempt, and he never called 'down' to save himself from punishment. The
+next year he made the team. Everybody admired him.</p>
+
+<p>"Football men must never forget Tilly Lamar, who played halfback. I
+think he was one of the greatest halfbacks and one who would have made a
+record in any age of football. I have seen him go through a line with
+nearly every man on the opposing team holding him. He would break loose
+from one after the other.</p>
+
+<p>"Lamar was a short, chunky fellow and ran close to the ground with his
+back level, and about the only place one could get hold of him was his
+shoulders. He would always turn toward the tackler instead of away, and
+it had the effect of throwing him over his head. The only way <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span>that the
+Yale men could stop him at all was to dive clear under and get him by
+the legs.</p>
+
+<p>"You have always heard a lot about Snake Ames. Snake was a very
+spectacular player, but one very hard to stop, especially in an open
+field. He was very fast and during the last year of his playing he
+developed a duck and would go clear under the man trying to tackle him.
+This he did by putting one hand flat on the ground, so that his body
+would just miss the ground; even the good tacklers that Yale always had
+were not able to stop him.</p>
+
+<p>"One of Princeton's old reliables was our center, George, '89. He may
+not have got much out of the plaudits from the grandstand, but those of
+us who knew what he was doing appreciated his work. We always felt safe
+as to our center. He was steady and brilliant.</p>
+
+<p>"It was during this time that Yale developed a wedge play on center.
+There were no restrictions as to how the line would be formed, and Yale
+would put all their guards and tackles and ends back, forming a big V
+with the man with the ball in the center.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale had been able to knock the opposing center out of the way till
+they struck George. How well I remember this giant, who was able to hold
+the whole wedge until he could knock the sides in and pile them up in a
+bunch. Yale soon gave him up and tried to gain elsewhere.</p>
+
+<p>"I must tell you about one more of Prince<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span>ton's football players. Not so
+much for his playing, but for his head work. During the years that I was
+captain, in the fall of '88 the rules were changed so that one was
+allowed to block an opponent only by the body. In other words, not
+allowed to use hands or arms in blocking. It was Sam Hodge, who played
+end and worked out what is known to-day as boxing the tackle. You can
+understand what effect it would have on a man who was not used to it.
+The end would knock the opposing tackle and send him clear out of the
+play and the half would keep the end out."</p>
+
+<p>I once asked Cowan to tell something about his experiences and men he
+played against.</p>
+
+<p>"The Yale game was the great game in my days," he said. "Harvard did not
+have the football instinct as well developed as Yale, and it is of the
+Yale players that I have more in mind. One man I will always remember is
+Gill, who played left tackle for Yale and was captain during his senior
+year. I remember him because we had a good deal to do with each other.
+When I ran with the ball I had to get around him if I made any advance,
+and I must say that I found it no easy thing to do, as he was a sure
+tackler. And when he ran with the ball I had the good pleasure of
+cutting his runs short.</p>
+
+<p>"Another man whom I consider one of the greatest punters of the past is
+Bull of Yale. I have stopped a good many punts and drop kicks <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span>in my
+play, but I do not remember stopping a single kick of his, and it was
+not because I did not try. He kicked with his left foot, and with his
+back partially towards the line would kick a very high ball, and when
+you jumped into him&mdash;on the principle, that if you cannot get the ball,
+get the man&mdash;you had the sensation of striking something hard."</p>
+
+<p>After Cowan had stopped playing and graduated he acted as an official in
+a good many of the big games. He states as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"You ask about my own experiences as an official, and for experience
+with other officials. I always got along pretty well as a referee. There
+was very little kicking on my decisions. But I was good for nothing as
+an umpire. I could not keep my eyes off the ball, so did not see the
+fouls as much as I should. You boys have probably heard how I was ruled
+off the field in a Harvard-Princeton game in '88. I remember Terry of
+Yale who refereed that game, above all others. There was a rule at that
+time that intentional tackling below the knees was a foul and the
+penalty was disqualification. Our game had just started. We had only two
+or three plays, Harvard having the ball. I broke through the line and
+tackled the man as soon as he had the ball. I had him around the legs
+about the knees, but in his efforts to get away, my hands slipped down.
+But at the moment remembering the rule<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span> I let him go, and for this I was
+disqualified. I might say that we lost the game, for we did not have any
+one to take my place. I had always been in my place and no one ever
+thought that I would not be there. My being disqualified was probably
+the reason for the Princeton defeat.</p>
+
+<p>"I do not think that Terry intended to be unfair. The game had just
+started, and he was trying to be strict, and without stopping to think
+whether it was intentional or not. He saw the rule being broken and
+acted on the impulse of the moment. I have since heard that Terry felt
+very bad about it afterwards. I never felt right towards him until I had
+a chance to get even with him, and it came in this way. The Crescent
+Club of Brooklyn played the Cleveland Athletic Club at Cleveland. George
+and myself were invited to play with the Cleveland club, and on the
+Crescent team were Alex Moffat and Terry. Terry played left halfback,
+and right here was where I got in my work. When Terry ran with the ball
+I generally had a chance to help him meet the earth. I had one chance in
+particular. Terry got the ball and got around our end, and on a long end
+run I took after him, caught him from the side, threw him over my head
+out of bounds. As we were both running at the top of our speed he hit
+the ground with considerable force. I felt better towards him after this
+game."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span></p><p>In such vivid phrases as these a great hero of the past tells of things
+well worth recording.</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>Football competition is very strong. There is the keenest sort of
+rivalry among college teams. There is very little love on the part of
+the men who play against each other on the day of the contest, but after
+the game is all over, and these men meet in after years, very strong
+friendships are often formed. Sometimes these opponents never meet
+again, but down deep in their hearts they have a most wholesome regard
+for each other, and so in my recollections of the old heroes, it will be
+most interesting to hear in their own words, something about their own
+achievements and experiences in the games they played thirty years ago.
+Hector Cowan, who captained the '88 team at Princeton, played three
+years against George Woodruff of Yale. It has been twenty-eight years
+since that wonderful battle took place between these two men. It is
+still talked about by people who saw the game, and now let us read what
+these two contestants say about each other.</p>
+
+<p>"Of the three years that I played guard I met George Woodruff as my
+opponent," says Cowan, "and I always felt that he was the strongest man
+I had to meet and one who was always on the square. He played the game
+for what it was worth, and he showed later that he could teach it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span>to
+others by the way he taught the Penn' team."</p>
+
+<p>Says George Woodruff, delving into the old days: "Hector Cowan played
+against me three years at guard, and he fully deserves the reputation he
+had at that time in every particular of the game, including running with
+the ball. I doubt whether any other Princeton man was ever more able to
+make ground whenever he tried, although Cowan was not in any particular
+a showy player. For some reason or other, Cowan seems to have had a
+reputation for rough play, which shows how untrue traditions can be
+handed down. I never played against or with a finer and steadier player,
+or one more free from the remotest desire to play roughly for the sake
+of roughness itself."</p>
+
+<p>When Heffelfinger's last game had been played there appeared in a
+newspaper of November 26th, 1888, a farewell to Heffelfinger.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Good-by Heff! the boys will miss you,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And the old men, too, and the girls;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You tossed the other side about as if they were ten-pins;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You took Little Bliss under your wing and he ran with the ball like a pilot boat by the <i>Teutonic</i>.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You used eyes, ears, shoulders, legs, arms and head and took it all in.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">You're the best football rusher America, or the world, has shown;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And best of all you never slugged, lost your temper or did anything mean;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Oh come thou mighty one, go not away,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The team thou must not fail:<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Stay where thou art, please, Heffelfinger, stay,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">And still be true to Yale&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Linger, yet linger, Heffelfinger, a truly civil engineer.<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">His trust would ne'er surrender; unstrap thy trunks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Excuse this scalding tear.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Still be Yale's best defender! Linger, oh, linger, Heffelfinger.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Princeton and Harvard, there is cause to fear<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Will dance joy's double shuffle when of thy Western flight they come to hear.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Stay and their tempers ruffle. Linger, oh, linger, Heffelfinger.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">John Cranston</span></p>
+
+<p>"My inspiration for the game came when my country cousin returned from
+Exeter and told me he believed I had the making of a football player,"
+says John Cranston, who was Harvard's famous old center and former
+coach. "At once I pestered him with all kinds of questions about the
+requirements, and believed that some day I would do something. I shall
+always remember my first day on the field at Exeter. Lacking the
+wherewithal to buy the regulation suit, I appeared in the none too
+strong blue shirt and overalls used on the farm. I remember too that it
+was not long before Harding said: 'Take that young countryman to the
+gymnasium before he is injured for life; he doesn't know which way to
+run when he gets the ball; he doesn't know the game; and he looks too
+thick headed to play the game anyway.'</p>
+
+<p>"As boys on neighboring farms of Western<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span> New York, three of us, who
+were later to play on different college teams, hunted skunks and rabbits
+together. Had we been on the same team we would have been side by side.
+Cook was a great tackle at Princeton; Reed one of the best guards
+Cornell ever had; and I, owing to some good team mates, played as center
+on the first Harvard eleven to defeat Yale. It is said that Cook in his
+first game at Exeter grabbed the ball and started for his own goal for a
+touchdown, and that Reed after playing the long afternoon in the game
+which Cornell won, asked the Referee which side was victorious.</p>
+
+<p>"I well remember that at Exeter we were planning how to celebrate our
+victory over Andover, even to the most minute detail. We knew who was to
+ring the academy and church bells of the town, and where we were to have
+the bonfire at night. We were deprived of that pleasure on account of
+the great playing and better spirit of the Andover team. A few of our
+Exeter men then and there made a silent compact that Exeter would feel a
+little better after another contest with Andover. The following three
+years we defeated Andover by large scores.</p>
+
+<p>"Any one who has played the game can recall some amusing situations. I
+recall the first year at Harvard when we were playing against the
+Andover team that suddenly the whole Andover School gave the Yale cheer.
+Dud Dean, who was behind me, fired up and said <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span>it was the freshest
+thing he had ever heard. At Springfield I remember one Yale-Harvard game
+started with ten men of my own school, Exeter, in the game. In another
+Yale game we were told to look ugly and defiant as we lined up to face
+Yale, but I was forced to laugh long and hard when I found myself facing
+Frankie Barbour, the little Yale quarter, who lived with me in the same
+dormitory at Exeter for three years."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo21" id="illo21"><img src="images/illo21.jpg" width="600" height="372" alt="Breakers Ahead" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">BREAKERS AHEAD</span><br />
+<span class="center">Phil King in the Old Days.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" />
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_IX" id="CHAPTER_IX"></a>CHAPTER IX</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">THE NINETIES AND AFTER</p>
+
+
+<p>Men of to-day who never had an opportunity of seeing Foster Sanford play
+will be interested in some anecdotes of his playing days and to read in
+another chapter of this book some of his coaching experiences.</p>
+
+<p>"As a boy," said Sandy, "I lived in New Haven. I chalked the lines on
+the football field for the game in which Tilly Lamar made his famous run
+for Princeton. I played on the college team two years before I entered
+Yale. I learned a lot of football playing against Billy Rhodes, that
+great Yale tackle.</p>
+
+<p>"I'll tell you about the day I made the Yale team in my freshman year.
+Pa Corbin took me in hand. I think he wanted to see if I had lots of
+nerve. He told me to report at nine o'clock for practice. He put me
+through a hard, grueling work-out, showing me how to snap the ball; how
+to charge and body check. All this took place in a driving rain, and he
+kept me out until one o'clock, when he said:</p>
+
+<p>"'You can change your jersey now; that is, put on a dry one.'</p>
+
+<p>"I went over to the training table then to see <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span>if I couldn't get some
+dinner. Believe me, I was hungry. But every one had finished his meal
+and all I could pick up was the things that were left. Here I ran into a
+fellow named Brennen, who said:</p>
+
+<p>"'They're trying to do you up. This is the day they are deciding whether
+you will be center rush or not.'</p>
+
+<p>"I then went out to Yale Field and joined the rest of the players, and
+the stunts they put me through that afternoon I will never forget. But I
+remembered what Brennen had told me, and it made me play all the harder.
+To tell the truth, after practice, I realized that I was so sore I could
+hardly put one foot ahead of the other. To make matters worse, the
+coaches told me to run in to town, a distance of two miles, while <i>they</i>
+drove off in a bus. I didn't catch the bus until they were on Park
+Street, but I pegged along just the same and beat them in to the gate.
+Billy Rhodes and Pa Corbin took care of me and rubbed me down. It seems
+as though they rubbed every bit of skin off of me. I was like fire.</p>
+
+<p>"That's the day I made the Yale team.</p>
+
+<p>"I was twenty years old, six feet tall, and weighed about 200 pounds."</p>
+
+<p>When I asked Sandy who gave him the hardest game of his life, he replied
+promptly:</p>
+
+<p>"Wharton, of Pennsylvania. He got through me."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span></p><p>Parke Davis' enthusiasm for football is known the country over. From
+his experience as a player, as a coach and writer, he has become an
+authority. Let us read some of his recollections.</p>
+
+<p>"Years ago there was a high spirited young player at Princeton serving
+his novitiate upon the scrub. One day an emergency transferred him for
+the first time in his career to the Varsity. The game was against a
+small college. This sudden promotion was possible through his fortunate
+knowledge of the varsity signals. Upon the first play a fumble occurred.
+Our hero seized the ball. A long service upon the scrub had ingrained
+him to regard the Princeton Varsity men always as opponents. In the
+excitement of the play he became confused, when lo! he leaped into
+flight toward the wrong goal. Dashing around Princeton's left end he
+reversed his field and crossed over to the right. Phil King, Princeton's
+quarterback, was so amazed at the performance that he was too spellbound
+to tackle his comrade. Down the backfield the player sped towards his
+own goal. Shep Homans, his fullback, took in the impending catastrophe
+at a glance and dashed forward, laid the halfback low with a sharp
+tackle, thereby preventing a safety. The game was unimportant, the
+Princeton's score was large, so the unfortunate player, although the
+butt of many a jest, soon survived all jokes and jibes and became in
+time a famous player."</p>
+
+<p>"The first Princeton-Yale game in 1873 being <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span>played under the old
+Association rules was waged with a round ball. In the first scrimmage a
+terrific report sounded across the field. When the contending players
+had been separated the poor football was found upon the field a
+flattened sheet of rubber. Two toes had struck it simultaneously or some
+one's huge chest had crushed it and the ball had exploded.</p>
+
+<p>"Whenever men are discussing the frantic enthusiasm of some fellows of
+the game I always recall the following episode as a standard of
+measurement. The Rules Committee met one night at the Martinique in New
+York for their annual winter session. Just as the members were going
+upstairs to convene, I had the pleasure of introducing George Foster
+Sanford to Fielding H. Yost. The introduction was made in the middle of
+the lobby directly in the way of the traffic passing in and out of the
+main door. The Rules Committee had gone into its regular session; the
+hour was eight o'clock in the evening. When they came down at midnight
+these two great football heroes were standing in the very spot where
+they were introduced four hours before and they were talking as they had
+been every minute throughout the four hours about football. Members of
+the Committee joked with the two enthusiasts and then retired. When they
+came down stairs the next morning at eight o'clock they found the two
+fanatics seated upon a bench nearby still talking football, and that
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span>afternoon when the Committee had finished its labors and had adjourned
+<i>sine die</i> they left Sanford and Yost still in the lobby, still on the
+bench, hungry and sleepy and still talking football."</p>
+
+<p>This anecdote will be a good one for Parke Davis' friends to read, for
+how he ever stayed out of that talk-fest is a mystery&mdash;maybe he did.</p>
+
+<p>Now that Yost and Sanford have retired we will let Parke continue.</p>
+
+<p>"A few years ago everybody except Dartmouth men laughed at the football
+which, bounding along the ground at Princeton suddenly jumped over the
+cross bar and gave to Princeton a goal from the field which carried with
+it the victory. But did you ever hear that in the preceding season, in a
+game between two Southern Pennsylvania colleges, a ball went awry from a
+drop kick, striking in the chest a policeman who had strayed upon the
+field? The ball rebounded and cleanly caromed between the goal post for
+a goal from the field. Years ago Lafayette and Pennsylvania State
+College were waging a close game at Easton. Suddenly, and without being
+noticed, Morton F. Jones, Lafayette's famous center-rush in those days,
+left the field of play to change his head gear. The ball was snapped in
+play and a fleet Penn State halfback broke through Lafayette's line,
+and, armed with the ball, dodged the second barriers and threatened by a
+dashing sprint to score in the extreme corner of the field. As he
+reached the 10-yard line, to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span>the amazement of all, Jones dashed out of
+the side line crowd upon the field between the 10-yard line and his
+goal, thereby intercepting the State halfback, tackling him so sharply
+that the latter dropped the ball. Jones picked it up and ran it back 40
+yards. There was no rule at that time which prevented the play, and so
+Penn-State ultimately was defeated. Jones not only was a hero, but his
+exploit long remained a mystery to many who endeavored to figure out how
+he could have been 25 yards ahead of the ball and between the runner and
+his own goal line."</p>
+
+<p>A story is told of the wonderful dodging ability of Phil King, Princeton
+'93. He was known throughout the football world as one of the shiftiest
+runners of his day. Through his efficient work, King had fairly won the
+game against Yale in '93. The next year the Yale men made up their minds
+that the only way to defeat Princeton was to take care of King, and they
+were ever on the alert to watch him whenever he got the ball. The whole
+Yale team was looking for King throughout this game.</p>
+
+<p>On the kick-off Phil got the ball, and all the Yale forwards began to
+shout, "Here he comes, here he comes," and then as he was cleverly
+dodging and evading the Yale players, one of the backs, who was waiting
+to tackle him low, was heard to say, "There he goes."</p>
+
+<p>Those of the old-timers who study the picture of the flying wedge on the
+opposite page will get <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span>a glimpse of Phil King about to set in motion
+one of the most devilishly ingenious maneuvers in the history of the
+game. With all the formidable power behind him, the old reliables of
+what the modern analytical coaches are pleased to term the farce plays.
+Balliet, Beef Wheeler, Biffy Lea, Gus Holly, Frank Morse, Doggy
+Trenchard, Douglas Ward, Knox Taylor, Harry Brown, Jerry McCauley, and
+Jim Blake; King, nevertheless, stood out in lonely eminence, ready to
+touch the ball down, await the thunder of the joining lines of
+interference and pick up the tremendous pace, either at the apex of the
+crashing V or cunningly concealed and swept along to meet the terrific
+impact with the waiting line of Blue. Great was the crash thereof, and
+it was a safe wager that King with the ball would not go unscathed.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo22" id="illo22"><img src="images/illo22.jpg" width="600" height="377" alt="Look out, Princeton!" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">Look out, Princeton!</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>This kind of football brought to light the old-time indomitable courage
+of which the stalwarts of those days love to talk at every gridiron
+reunion.</p>
+
+<p>But for the moment let us give Yale the ball and stand the giant
+Princeton team upon defense. Let us watch George Adee get the ball from
+Phil Stillman and with his wonderful football genius develop a smashing
+play enveloped in a locked line of blue, grim with the menace of Orville
+Hickok, Jim McCrea, Anse Beard, Fred Murphy, Frank Hinkey and Jack
+Greenway.</p>
+
+<p>Onward these mighty Yale forwards ground <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span>their way through the
+Princeton defense, making a breach through which the mighty Butterworth,
+Bronc Armstrong and Brink Thorne might bring victory to Yale.</p>
+
+<p>This was truly a day when giants clashed.</p>
+
+<p>As you look at these pictures do the players of to-day wonder any longer
+that the heroes of the olden time are still loyal to the game of their
+first love?</p>
+
+<p>If you ever happen to go to China, I am sure one of the first Americans
+you will hear about would be Pop Gailey, once a king of football centers
+and now a leader in Y.&nbsp;M.&nbsp;C.&nbsp;A. work in China.</p>
+
+<p>Lafayette first brought Pop Gailey forth in '93 and '94, and he was the
+champion All-American center of the Princeton team in '96. He had a
+wonderful influence over the men on the team. He was an example well
+worth following. His manly spirit was an inspiration to those about him.
+After one of the games a newspaper said:</p>
+
+<p>"Old Gailey stands firm as the Eternal Calvinistic Faith, which he
+intends to preach when his football scrimmages are over."</p>
+
+<p>To Charlie Young, the present professor of physical instruction of the
+Cornell University gymnasium, I cannot pay tribute high enough for the
+fine football spirit and the high regard with which we held him while he
+was at the Princeton Seminary. He certainly loved to play <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span>football and
+he used to come out and play on the scrub team against the Princeton
+varsity. He was not eligible to play on the Princeton team, as he had
+played his allotted time at Cornell.</p>
+
+<p>The excellent practice he gave the Princeton team&mdash;yes, more than
+practice: it was oftentimes victory for him as well as the scrub. He
+made Poe and Palmer ever alert and did much to make them the stars they
+were, as Charlie's long suit was running back punts. His head work was
+always in evidence. He was a great field general; one of his most
+excellent qualities was that of punting. His was an ideal example for
+men to follow. Princeton men were the better for having played with and
+against a high type man like Charlie Young.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">AN EVENING WITH JIM RODGERS</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers gave all there was in him to Yale athletics. Not a single
+year has passed since he played his last game of football but has seen
+him back at the Yale field, coaching and giving the benefit of his
+experience.</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers was captain of the '97 team at New Haven, and the traditions
+that can be written about a winning captain are many. No greater
+pleasure can be afforded any man who loves to hear an old football
+player relate experiences than to listen, while Rodgers tells of his own
+playing days, and of some of the men in his experience.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span></p><p>It was once my pleasure to spend an evening with Jim in his home;
+really a football home. Mrs. Rodgers knows much of football and as Jim
+enthusiastically and with wonderfully keen recollection tells of the old
+games, a twelve-year-old boy listens, as only a boy can to his father,
+his great hero, and as Jim puts his hand on the boy's shoulders he tells
+him the ideal of his dreams is to have him make the Yale team some day,
+and an enthusiastic daughter who sits near hopes so too. His scrap books
+and athletic pictures go to make a rare collection.</p>
+
+<p>Many of us would like to have seen Jim Rodgers begin his football career
+at Andover when he was sixteen years old. It was there that his 180
+pounds of bone and muscle stood for much. It was at Andover that Bill
+Odlin, that great Dartmouth man, coached so many wonderful prep. school
+stars, who later became more famous at the colleges to which they went.</p>
+
+<p>Rodgers went to Yale with a big rep. He had been captain of the Andover
+team. In the fall of '92 Andover beat Brown 24 to 0. Jim Rodgers was
+very conspicuous on the field, not only on account of his good playing
+and muscular appearance, but because his blond hair, which he wore very
+long as a protection, was very noticeable.</p>
+
+<p>From this Yale player, whose friends are legion, let us read some
+experiences and catch his spirit:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span></p><p>"I was never a star player, but I was a reliable. In my freshman year I
+did not make the team, owing to the fact that I had bad knees and better
+candidates were available. This was the one year in Yale football,
+perhaps in all football, when the team that played the year before came
+back to college with not a man missing. Frank Hinkey had been captain
+the year before and then came through as senior captain. There was not a
+senior on Frank Hinkey's team. The first team, therefore, all came back.</p>
+
+<p>"Al Jerrems and Louis Hinkey were the only additions to the old team.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps the keenest disappointment that ever came to me in football was
+the fact that I could not play in that famous Yale-Harvard game my
+freshman year. However, I came so very near it that Billy Rhodes and
+Heffelfinger came around to where I was sitting on the side lines, after
+Fred Murphy had been taken out of the game. They started to limber me up
+by running me up and down the side line, but Hinkey, the captain, came
+over to the side line and yelled for Chadwick, who went into the game. I
+had worked myself up into a highly nervous condition anticipating going
+in, but now I realized my knees would not allow it. The disappointment
+that day, though, was very severe. To show you what a hold these old
+games had on me, many years after this game Hinkey and I were talking
+about this particular game, when he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span>said to me: 'You never knew how
+close you came to getting into that Springfield game, Jim.' Then I told
+him of my experience, but he told me he had it in his mind to put me in
+at halfback, and ever since then, when I think of it, cold chills run up
+and down my spine. It absolutely scared me stiff to think how I might
+have lost that game, even though I never actually participated in it.</p>
+
+<p>"The Yale football management, however, on account of my work during the
+season decided to give me my Y, gold football and banner. The banner was
+a blue flag with the names of the team and the position they played and
+the score, 12 to 6. It was a case where I came so near winning it that
+they gave it to me."</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers played three years against Garry Cochran and this great
+Princeton captain stands out in his recollections of Yale-Princeton
+games. He goes on to say:</p>
+
+<p>"If it had not been for Garry Cochran, I might be rated as one of the
+big tackles of the football world to-day. I used to dream of him three
+weeks before the Princeton game; how I was going to stand him off, and
+let me tell you if you got in between Doc Hillebrand and Garry Cochran
+you were a sucker. Those games were a nightmare to me. Cochran used to
+fall on my foot, box me in and hold me there, and keep me out of the
+play."</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers is very modest in this statement.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span> The very reason that he
+is regarded as a truly wonderful tackle is on account of the great game
+he played against Cochran. How wonderfully reliable he was football
+history well records. He was always to be depended upon.</p>
+
+<p>"In the fall of 1897 when I was captain of the Yale team," Rodgers
+continues, "perhaps the most spectacular Yale victory was pulled off,
+when Princeton, with the exception of perhaps two men, and virtually the
+same team that had beaten Yale the year before, came on the field and
+through overconfidence or lack of training did not show up to their best
+form. We were out for blood that day. I said to Johnny Baird, Princeton
+quarterback: 'Princeton is great to-day. We have played ten minutes and
+you haven't scored.' Johnny, with a look of determination upon his face,
+said, 'You fellows can play ten times ten minutes and you'll never
+score,' but the Princeton football hangs in the Yale trophy room.</p>
+
+<p>"I have always claimed that Charlie de Saulles put the Yale '97 team on
+the map. Charlie de Saulles, with his three wonderful runs, which
+averaged not less than 60 yards each, really brought about the victory.</p>
+
+<p>"Frank Butterworth as head coach will always have my highest regard; he
+did more than any one alive could have done to pull off an apparently
+impossible victory."</p>
+
+<p>"One great feature of this game was Ad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span> Kelly's series of individual
+gains, aided by Hillebrand and Edwards, through Rodgers and Chadwick.
+Kelly took the ball for 40 consecutive yards up the field in gains of
+from one to three yards each, when fortunately for Yale, a fumble gave
+them the ball. When the fumble occurred, I happened at the time to break
+through very fast. There lay the ball on the ground, and nobody but
+myself near it. The great chance was there to pick it up and perhaps,
+even with my slow speed, gain 20 to 30 yards for Yale. No such thought,
+however, entered my head. I wanted that ball and curled up around it and
+hugged it as a tortoise would close in its shell. My recollection is now
+that I sat there for about five minutes before anybody deigned to fall
+on me. At all events, I had the ball.</p>
+
+<p>"Gordon Brown played as a freshman on my team. He had a football face
+that I liked. He weighed 185 pounds and was 6 feet 4 inches tall. Gordon
+went up against Bouv&eacute; in the Harvard game, and the critics stated that
+Bouv&eacute; was the best guard in the country that year. I said to Gordon,
+'Play this fellow the game of his life, and when you get him, let me
+know and I'll send some plays through you.' After about sixty minutes of
+play Gordon came to me and said, 'Jim, I've got him,' and he had him all
+right, for we were then successful in gaining through that part of the
+Harvard line. Gordon Brown was a very earnest player. He would allow
+nothing <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span>to stop him. He got his ears pretty well bruised up and they
+bothered him a great deal. In fact, he did have to lay off two or three
+days. He came to me and said, 'Do you think this injury will keep me out
+of the big game?' 'Well, I'll see if the trainer cannot make a head-gear
+for you.' 'Well, I'll tell you this, Jim,' said Gordon, 'I'll have 'em
+cut off before I'll stay out of the game.' This amused me, and I said,
+'Gordon, you have nothing of beauty to lose. You will keep your ears and
+you will play in the big games.'</p>
+
+<p>"Gordon Brown's team, under Malcolm McBride as head coach, was a wonder.
+This eleven, to our minds, was the best ever turned out by Yale
+University. They defeated Princeton 29 to 5, and the powerful Harvard
+team 28 to 0. Their one weakness was that they had no long punter, but,
+as they expressed it to me afterward, they had no need of one. At one
+time during the game with Harvard they took the ball on their own
+10-yard line and, instead of kicking, marched it up the field, and in a
+very few rushes scored a touchdown. Harvard men afterwards told me that
+after seeing a few minutes of the game they forgot the strain of
+Harvard's defeat in their admiration of Yale's playing. This team showed
+the highest co-ordination between the Yale coaching staff, the college,
+and the players, and they set a high-water mark for all future teams to
+aim at, which was all due to Gor<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[Pg 140]</a></span>don Brown's genius for organization and
+leadership."</p>
+
+<p>It has been my experience in talking of football stars with some of the
+old-timers that Frank Hinkey heads the list. I cannot let Frank Hinkey
+remain silent this time. He says:</p>
+
+<p>"I think it was in the Fall of '95 that Skim Brown, who played the
+tackle position, was captain of the scrubs team at New Haven. Brown was
+a very energetic scrub captain. He was continuously urging on his men to
+better work. As you recall, the cry, 'Tackle low and run low,' was
+continuously called after the teams in those days. Brown's particular
+pet phrase in urging his men was, 'Run low.' So that he, whenever the
+halfback received the ball, would immediately start to holler, 'Run
+low,' and would keep this up until the ball was dead. He got so in the
+habit of using this call when on the offense that one day when the
+quarterback called upon him to run with the ball from the tackle
+position even before he got the ball he started to cry, 'Run low,' while
+carrying the ball himself, and continued to cry out, 'Run low,' even
+after he had gained ground for about fifteen yards and until the ball
+was dead.</p>
+
+<p>"It was in the Fall of '92 when Vance McCormick was captain of the Yale
+team, and Diney O'Neal was trying for the guard position. As you know,
+the linemen are very apt to know only the signals on offense which call
+for an opening <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[Pg 141]</a></span>at their particular position. And even then a great many
+of them never know the signals. Now Diney was bright enough, but like
+most linemen did not know the signals. It happened one day that
+McCormick, at the quarterback position, called several plays during the
+afternoon that required O'Neal to make an opening. O'Neal invariably
+failed because he didn't know the signals. McCormick, suspecting this,
+finally gave O'Neal a good calling down. The calling down fell flat in
+its effects on O'Neal as his reply to McCormick was, 'To Hell with your
+mystic signs and symbols&mdash;give me the ball!'"</p>
+
+<p>"The real founder of football at Dartmouth was Bill Odlin," writes Ed
+Hall. "Odlin learned his football at Andover, and came to Dartmouth with
+the class of '90 and it was while he was in college that football really
+started. He was practically the only coach. He was a remarkable
+kicker&mdash;certainly one of the best, if not the best. In the Fall of '89
+Odlin was captain of the team and playing fullback. Harvard and Yale
+played at Springfield and on the morning of the Harvard-Yale game
+Dartmouth and Williams played on the same field. It was in this game in
+the Fall of '89 that he made his most remarkable kick in which the wind
+was a very important element. In the second half Odlin was standing
+practically on his own ten yard line. The ball was passed back to him to
+be kicked and he punted. The kick itself was a remarkable <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[Pg 142]</a></span>kick and
+perfect in every way, but when the wind caught it it became a wonder and
+it went along like a balloon. The wind was really blowing a gale and the
+ball landed away beyond the Williams' quarterback and the first bounce
+carried it several yards beyond their goal line. Of course any such kick
+as this would have been absolutely impossible except for the extreme
+velocity and pressure of the wind, but it was easily the longest kick I
+ever saw.</p>
+
+<p>"Three times during Odlin's football playing he kicked goals from the 65
+yard line and while at Andover he kicked a placed kick from a mark in
+the exact center of the field, scoring a goal."</p>
+
+<p>When Brown men discuss football their recollections go back to the days
+of Hopkins and Millard, of Robinson, McCarthy, Fultz, Everett Colby and
+Gammons, Fred Murphy, Frank Smith, the giant guard; that great
+spectacular player, Richardson, and other men mentioned elsewhere in
+this book.</p>
+
+<p>In a recent talk with that sterling fellow, Dave Fultz, he told me
+something about his football career. It was, in part, as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"I played at Brown in '94, '95, '96 and '97, captaining the team in my
+last year. Gammons and I played in the backfield together. He was
+unquestionably a great runner with the ball; one of the hardest men to
+hurt, I think, I ever saw. I have often seen him get jolts, go down, and
+naturally one would think go out entirely, but <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span>when I would go up to
+him, he would jump up as though he had not felt it. I think Everett
+Colby was as good a man interfering for the runner as I have seen. He
+played quarterback and captained the Brown team in '96. I don't think
+there was ever a better quarterback than Wyllys D. Richardson, Rich, as
+we used to call him."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<a name="illo23" id="illo23"><img src="images/illo23.jpg" width="500" height="386" alt="Barrett on one of his famous dashes" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">BARRETT ON ONE OF HIS FAMOUS DASHES</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<a name="illo23a" id="illo23a"><img src="images/illo23a.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="Exeter-Andover game, 1915" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">EXETER-ANDOVER GAME, 1915</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Dave Fultz is very modest and when he discusses his football experiences
+he sidetracks one and talks of his fellow college players. Now that I
+have pinned him down, he goes on to say:</p>
+
+<p>"The day before we played the Indians one year my knee hurt me so much
+that I had to go to the doctor. He put some sort of ointment on it. Two
+days before this game I could hardly move my leg; the doctor threatened
+me with water on the knee; he told me to go to bed and stay there, but I
+told him we had a game in New York and I had to go. He said, 'All right,
+if you want water on the knee.' I said, 'I've got to go if I am at all
+able.' Anyway, I went on down to New York with the team and played in
+the game. All I needed was to get warmed up good and I went along in
+great shape."</p>
+
+<p>Those who remember reading the accounts of that game will recall that
+Dave Fultz made some miraculous runs that day and was a team in himself.</p>
+
+<p>Fred Murphy, who was captain of the '98 team at Brown and played end
+rush, says:</p>
+
+<p>"I think Dave Fultz played under more diffi<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span>culties than any man that
+ever played the game. I have seen him play with a heavy knee brace. He
+had his shoulder dislocated several times and I have seen him going into
+the game with his arm strapped down to his side, so he could just use
+his forearm. He played a number of games that way. That happened when he
+was captain. He was absolutely conscientious, fearless and a good
+leader."</p>
+
+<p>In 1904, Fred Murphy coached at Exeter. Fred says:</p>
+
+<p>"This was probably the best team that Exeter had had up to that time.
+The team was captained by Tommy Thompson, who afterwards played at
+Cornell. Eddie Hart at that time stripped at about 195 pounds. This was
+the famous team on which Donald MacKenzie MacFadyen played and later
+made the Princeton varsity. Tad Jones was quarterback the first year he
+came to school. In those days they took to football intuitively without
+much coaching. You never had to tell Tad Jones a thing more than once.
+He would think things out for himself. He showed great powers of
+leadership and good football sense. Howard Jones and Harry Vaughn played
+on this team."</p>
+
+<p>"Charlie McCarthy of Brown will long be remembered for his great punting
+ability," says Fred Murphy. "He had a great many pet theories. McCarthy
+is one of the best football <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span>men in the Brown list." In a letter which I
+have received from Charlie McCarthy, as a result of a wonderful victory
+over Minnesota one year, McCarthy writes:</p>
+
+<p>"The students of the University gave me a beautiful gold watch engraved
+on the inside&mdash;'To our Friend Mac from the students of the University of
+Wisconsin.'" This shows how highly McCarthy is held at this University.</p>
+
+<p>McCarthy continues, "I go out every fall and kick around with the boys
+still and I hope to do so the rest of my life if I get a chance. I think
+the greatest football player I ever saw was Frank Hinkey. Speaking of my
+own ability as a player, I haven't much to say. I was not much of a
+football player but I got by some way. I neither had the physique, nor
+the ability, but tried to do my best. I am glad to say no one ever
+called me a quitter. I am proud to say that Brown University gave me a
+beautiful silver cup at the end of my four years for the best work in
+football, although the said cup belongs by rights to ten other men on
+the team."</p>
+
+<p>As one visits the dressing room of the New York Giants and sees the
+attendant work upon the wonderful physique of Christy Mathewson, one
+cannot help but realize what a potent factor he must have been on
+Bucknell's team. When Christy played he was 6 feet tall and weighed 168
+pounds stripped. He prepared at Keystone<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span> Academy, playing in the line.
+In 1898, when he went to Bucknell, he was immediately put at fullback
+and played there three years.</p>
+
+<p>Fred Crolius says of him: "Of all the long distance punters with hard
+kicks to handle, Percy Haughton and Christy Mathewson stand out in his
+memory. Mathewson had the leg power to turn his spiral over. That is,
+instead of dropping where ordinary spirals always drop, an additional
+turn seemed to carry the ball over the head of the back who was waiting
+for the ball, often carrying some fifteen or twenty yards beyond."</p>
+
+<p>Football has no more ardent admirer than Christy Mathewson. It will be
+interesting to hear what he has to say of his experience in the game of
+football.</p>
+
+<p>"I liked to play football," says Mathewson. "I was a better football
+player than a baseball player in those days. I was considered a good
+punter. I was not much as a line bucker. The captain of the team always
+gave me a football to take with me in the summer. I occasionally had an
+opportunity to practice kicking after I was through with my baseball
+work.</p>
+
+<p>"At Taunton, Mass., my first summer, I ran across a fellow who was
+playing third base on the team for which I was pitching. MacAndrews was
+his name. He was a Dartmouth man. He showed me how to kick. He showed me
+how <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span>to drop a spiral. I liked to drop-kick and used to practice it
+quite a little."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo24" id="illo24"><img src="images/illo24.jpg" width="600" height="189" alt="Bill Hollenback coming at you" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Means &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Langford&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hollenback &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Douglass &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gaston &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Marks &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Allerdice</span><br />
+<span class="center">Miller&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Manier&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Schultz&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Draper</span><br />
+<span class="caption">BILL HOLLENBACK COMING AT YOU</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"I remember how tough it was for me when Bucknell played Annapolis the
+year before when the Navy team had a man who could kick such wonderful
+spirals. They were terribly hard to handle, and I was determined to
+profit by his example. So I just hung on for dear life, punting spirals
+all summer. Later I used to watch George Brooke punt a good deal when he
+was coaching."</p>
+
+<p>"At that time drop kickers were not so numerous. I had some recollection
+of a fellow named O'Day, who had a great reputation as a drop-kicker, as
+did Hudson of Carlisle. In 1898 we were to play Pennsylvania. Our team
+served as a preliminary game for Pennsylvania. They often beat us by
+large scores. Since then we have had teams which made a 6 to 5 score.
+But they had good teams in my time. We never scored on Penn, as I
+recall.</p>
+
+<p>"Our coach said one day, at the training table, 'I'll give a raincoat to
+the fellow who scores on Penn to-day.' The manager walked in and
+overheard his remark and added, 'Yes, and I'll give a pair of shoes to
+the man who makes the second score against Penn.' That put some 'pep'
+into us. Anyway, we were on Penn's 35-yard line and I kicked a field
+goal. After this we rushed the ball and got up to Penn's 40-yard line,
+and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span>from there I scored again, thereby winning the shoes and the
+raincoat.</p>
+
+<p>"I went up to Columbia one day to see them practice. It was in the days
+when Foster Sanford was their coach. He saw me standing on the side
+lines; came over to where I was; looked me over once or twice and
+finally said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Why aren't you trying for the team? I think you'd make a football
+player if you came out.'</p>
+
+<p>"I said I guessed I would not be eligible.</p>
+
+<p>"'Why?' asked Sandy.</p>
+
+<p>"'Well," I said, 'because I'm a professional.' Then some fellows around
+me grinned and told Sanford who I was.</p>
+
+<p>"I love to think of the good old football days and some of the spirit
+that entered collegiate contests. Once in a while, in baseball, I feel
+the thrill of that spirit. It was only recently that I experienced that
+get-together spirit, where a team full of life with everybody working
+together wrought great results. That same old thrill came to me during
+one of the Giants' trips in the West in which they won seventeen
+straight victories.</p>
+
+<p>"There is much good fellowship in football. I played against teams whose
+cheer leaders would give you a rousing cheer as you made a good play;
+then again you would meet the fellow who, when you were down in the
+scrimmage, or <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span>after you had kicked the ball, would try to put you down
+and out.</p>
+
+<p>"One of the pleasantest recollections I have of playing was my
+experience against the two great academy teams, West Point and
+Annapolis.</p>
+
+<p>"Never shall I forget one year when Bucknell played West Point. At an
+exciting moment in the game, Bucknell players made it possible for me to
+be in a position to kick the goal from the field from a difficult angle.
+After the score had been made the West Point team stood there stupefied,
+and when the crowd got the idea that a goal had been kicked from a
+peculiar angle, they gave us a rousing cheer. Such is the proper spirit
+of American football; to see some sunshine in your opponent's play.</p>
+
+<p>"Cheering helps so much to build up one's enthusiasm."</p>
+
+<p>Al Sharpe was one of the greatest all-around athletes that ever wore the
+blue of Yale. He, too, recalls the Yale-Princeton game of 1899 at New
+Haven, but the memory comes to him as a nightmare.</p>
+
+<p>"When I think about the 11 to 10 game at New Haven, which Princeton
+won," said Sharpe the last time I saw him, "I remember that after I had
+kicked a goal from the field and the score was 10 to 6, Skim Brown
+rushed up to me, and nearly took me off my feet with one of his friendly
+slaps across my back. Well do I remember the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span>joy of that great Yale
+player at this stage of the game. Later, when Poe made his kick and I
+saw that the ball was going over the bar, I remember that the thing I
+wished most was that I could have been up in the line where I might have
+had a chance to block the kick.</p>
+
+<p>"My recollections of making the Yale team centered chiefly around three
+facts, none of which I was allowed to forget. First, that I was not any
+good, second that I couldn't tackle, and third that I ran like an
+ice-wagon. Since then I have seen so many really good players upon my
+different squads that I must admit the truth of the above statement,
+although at the time I am frank to say I took exception to it. Such is
+the optimism of youth."</p>
+
+<p>Jack Munn, a former Princeton halfback, tells the following story:</p>
+
+<p>"My brother, Edward Munn, was the manager of the Princeton team in 1893.
+In the spring of that year there was a conference with Yale
+representatives to decide where the game was to be played the following
+fall. Berkeley Oval, Brooklyn, Manhattan Field, and the respective
+fields of the two colleges all came under discussion, and I believe that
+some of the newspapers must have taken it up. One afternoon in the
+Murray Hill Hotel, when representatives of Yale and Princeton were
+discussing the various possibilities, a bellboy knocked at the door and
+handed my brother an elaborately engraved card on which, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span>among various
+decorations, the name of Colonel Cody was to be distinguished. Buffalo
+Bill was invited to come up, and it seems that, reading or hearing of
+the discussion about the field for the game, he came to make a formal
+offer of the use of his tent. After setting forth the desirability of
+staging the game under the auspices of his Wild West Show, he brought
+his offer to a close with his trump card.</p>
+
+<p>"'For, gentlemen,' said he, 'besides all the other advantages which I
+have mentioned, there is this further attraction&mdash;my tent is well and
+sufficiently lighted so that you can not only hold a matinee, but you
+can give an evening performance as well.'</p>
+
+<p>"And those were the days of the flying wedge and two forty-five minute
+halves with only ten minutes intermission!"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Walter C. Booth</span></p>
+
+<p>Walter C. Booth, a former Princeton center rush, was one of the select
+coterie of Eastern football men that wended its way westward to carry
+the eastern system into institutions that had had no opportunity to
+build up the game, yet were hungry for real football. Booth's trip was a
+successful one.</p>
+
+<p>"In the autumn of 1900, after graduating from college, I arrived at
+Lincoln, Nebraska, in the dual r&ocirc;le of law student and football coach of
+the State University," says Booth. "This was my <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span>first trip west of
+Pittsburgh and I viewed my new duties with some apprehension. All doubts
+and fears were soon put at rest by the hearty encouragement and support
+that I received and retained in my Nebraska football relations.</p>
+
+<p>"Most of the Faculty were behind football, and H. Benjamin Andrews, at
+that time head of the University, was a staunch supporter of the game.
+Doctor Roscoe Pound, later dean of Harvard Law School, was the father of
+Nebraska football. He had as intimate an acquaintance with the rule book
+as any official I have ever known. His advice on knotty problems was
+always valuable. James I. Wyer, afterward State Librarian of New York,
+was our first financial director, and it was largely by reason of his
+unflagging zeal that football survived.</p>
+
+<p>"Football spirit ran high in the Missouri Valley and there were many
+hard fought contests among the teams of Iowa, Missouri, Kansas and
+Nebraska. Those who saw these games or played in them will never forget
+them.</p>
+
+<p>"Many amusing things happened in that section as well as in the East.
+The Haskell Indians were a picturesque team. They represented the
+Government School at Lawrence, Kansas&mdash;an institution similar to that of
+Carlisle. In fact, many of the same players played on both teams at
+different times. We always found them a hard nut to crack, and Redwater,
+Archiquette, Hauser <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[Pg 153]</a></span>and other Indian stars made their names well known
+on our field.</p>
+
+<p>"John Outland, the noted Pennsylvania player, had charge of the Indians
+when I knew them. He was a great player and a fine type of man, who
+succeeded in imparting some of his own personality to his pupils. He
+once showed me a dark faced Indian in Lawrence who must have been at
+least six feet four inches tall and of superb physique. He was a full
+blooded Cheyenne and went by the name of Bob Tail Billy. Outland tried
+hard to break him in at guard, but as no one understood Bob Tail's
+dialect, and he understood no one else, he never learned the signals,
+and proved unavailable.</p>
+
+<p>"We traveled far to play in those days; west to Boulder, Colorado,
+handicapped by an altitude of 5000 feet, south to Kansas City and north
+as far as St. Paul and Minneapolis. We were generally about 500 miles
+from our base. We were not able to take many deadheads."</p>
+
+<p>Harry Kersburg is one of the most enthusiastic Harvard football players
+I have ever met. He played guard on Harvard in 1904, '05 and '06 and is
+often asked back to Cambridge to coach the center men. From his playing
+days let us read what he prizes in his recollections:</p>
+
+<p>"My college career began at Lehigh, with the idea of eventually going to
+Harvard. As a football enthusiast, I came under the observation of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[Pg 154]</a></span>
+Doctor Newton, who was coaching Lehigh at that time. Doc taught me the
+first football I ever knew. In one of the games against Union College
+Doc asked me before the game whether if he put me in I would deliver the
+goods. I said I would try and do my best. He said, 'That won't do. I
+don't want any man on my team who says, "I'll try." A man has got to say
+"I'll do it." From that time on I never said, 'I'll try,' but always
+said 'I'll do it.'</p>
+
+<p>"I shall never forget the day I played against John DeWitt. I did not
+know much about the finer points of football then. I weighed about 165
+pounds with my football clothes on, was five feet nine inches tall and
+sixteen years old. I shall always remember seeing that great big hawk of
+a man opposite me. I did not have cold feet. I knew I had to go in and
+give the best account of myself I could. It was like going up against a
+stone wall. John DeWitt certainly could use his hands, with the result
+that I resembled paper pulp when I came out of that game. DeWitt did
+everything to me but kill me. After I got my growth, weight and
+strength, plus my experience, I always had a desire to play against
+DeWitt to see if he could the same thing again.</p>
+
+<p>"In a Harvard-Yale game one year I remember an incident that took place
+between Carr, Shevlin and myself," says Harry.</p>
+
+<p>"Tom Shevlin usually stood near the goal line when Yale received the
+kick-off. As a matter <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[Pg 155]</a></span>of fact he caught the ball most of the time. The
+night before the Yale game in 1905, Bill Carr and myself were discussing
+what might come up the following day. Inasmuch as we always lined up
+side by side on the kick off, we made a wager that if Harvard kicked off
+we would each be the first to tackle Shevlin.</p>
+
+<p>"The next day Harvard won the toss and chose to kick off, and as we had
+hoped, Shevlin caught the ball. Carr and I raced down the field, each
+intent on being the first to tackle him. I crashed into Shevlin and
+spilled him, upsetting myself at the same time. When I picked myself up
+and looked around, Carr had Shevlin pinned securely to the ground. After
+the game we told Shevlin of our wager and he said that under the
+circumstances all bets were off as both had won."</p>
+
+<p>Former U.&nbsp;S. Attorney-General William H. Lewis, who is one of the
+leading representatives of the colored race, needs no introduction to
+the football world, says Kersburg. 'Bill,' or 'Lew,' as he is familiarly
+known to all Harvard men, laid the foundation for the present system of
+line play at Cambridge. He was actively engaged in coaching until 1907
+when he was obliged to give it up due to pressure of business.</p>
+
+<p>"In 1905 'Hooks' Burr and I played the guard positions. 'Lew' seemed to
+center his attention on us as we always received more 'calls' after each
+game than the other linemen for doing this, that, or the other thing
+wrong. In the Brown <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[Pg 156]</a></span>game of this year Hooks played against a colored
+man who was exceptionally good and who, Hooks admitted afterward, 'put
+it all over' him. The Monday following this game we received our usual
+'call.' After telling me what a rotten game I had played he turned on
+Burr and remarked. 'What the devil was the matter with you on Saturday,
+Hooks? That guard on the Brown team "smeared" you.' Burr replied, 'I
+don't know what was the matter with me. I used my hands on that nigger's
+head and body all through the game but it didn't seem to do any good.'
+Several of us who were listening felt a bit embarrassed that Hooks had
+unwittingly made this remark. The tension was relieved, however, when
+Lew drawled out, 'Why the devil didn't you kick him in the shins?' A
+burst of laughter greeted this sally."</p>
+
+<p>Donald Grant Herring, better known to football men in and out of
+Princeton as Heff, is one of the few American players of international
+experience. After a period of splendid play for the Tigers he went to
+England with a Rhodes Scholarship. At Merton College he continued his
+athletic career, and it was not long before he became a member of one of
+the most famous Rugby fifteens ever turned out by Oxford.</p>
+
+<p>Heff has always said that he enjoyed the English game, but whether the
+brand he played was American or English, his opponent usually got
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[Pg 157]</a></span>little enjoyment out of a hard afternoon with this fine Princeton
+athlete.</p>
+
+<p>"In the late summer of 1903, I was on a train coming east from Montana,"
+Heff tells me, "after a summer spent in the Rockies. A companion
+recognized among the passengers Doc Hillebrand, who was coming East from
+his ranch to coach the Princeton team. This companion who was still a
+Lawrenceville schoolboy, had the nerve to brace Hillebrand and tell him
+in my presence that I was going to enter Princeton that fall and that I
+was a star football player. You can imagine what Doc thought, and how I
+felt. However, Doc was kind enough to tell me to report for practice and
+to recognize me when I appeared on the field several weeks later. I soon
+drifted over to the freshman field and I want to admit here what caused
+me to do so. It was nothing more nor less than the size of Jim Cooney's
+legs. Jim was a classmate of mine whom I first saw on the football field
+when he and another tackle candidate were engaged in that delicate
+pastime known to linemen as breaking through. I realized at once that,
+if Jim and I were ever put up against one another, I would stand about
+as much chance of shoving him back as I would if I tried to push a steam
+roller. So I went over to the freshman field, where Howard Henry was
+coaching at the time. He was sending ends down the field and I remember
+being <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[Pg 158]</a></span>thrilled, after beating a certain bunch of them, at hearing him
+say: 'You in the brown jersey, come over here in the first squad.'</p>
+
+<p>"DeWitt's team beat Cornell 44-0. For years there hung on the walls of
+the Osborn Club at Princeton a splendid action picture of Dana Kafer
+making one of the touchdowns in that game. It was a mass on tackle play,
+and Jim Cooney was getting his Cornell opponent out of the way for Kafer
+to go over the line. The picture gave Jim dead away. He had a firm grip
+of the Cornell man's jersey and arm. Ten years or more afterward, a
+group, including Cooney, was sitting in the Osborn Club. In a spirit of
+fun one man said, 'Jim, we know now how you got your reputation as a
+tackle. We can see it right up there on the wall.' The next day the
+picture was gone.</p>
+
+<p>"After I was graduated from Princeton in 1907 I went to Merton College,
+Oxford. There are twenty-two different colleges in Oxford and eighteen
+in Cambridge. Each one has its own teams and crews and plays a regular
+schedule. From the best of these college teams the university teams are
+drawn. Each college team has a captain and a secretary, who acts as
+manager. At the beginning of the college year (early October) the
+captain and secretary of each team go around among the freshmen of the
+college and try to get as many of them as possible to play their
+particular sport; mine Rugby football. <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[Pg 159]</a></span>After a few days the captain
+posts on the college bulletin board, which is always placed at the
+Porter's Lodge, a notice that a squash will be held on the college
+field. A squash is what we would call practice.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo25" id="illo25"><img src="images/illo25.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="The next day the picture was gone" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE NEXT DAY THE PICTURE WAS GONE</span><br />
+<span class="center">Jim Cooney Making a Hole for Dana Kafer.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Sometimes for a few days before the game an Old Blue may come down to
+Oxford and give a little coaching to the team. Here often the captain
+does all the coaching. The Cambridge match is for blood, and, while
+friendly enough, is likely to be much more savage than any other. In the
+match I played in, which Oxford won 35-3, the record score in the whole
+series, which started in 1872, we had three men severely injured. In the
+first three minutes of the game one of our star backs was carried off
+the field with a broken shoulder, while our captain was kicked in the
+head and did not come out of his daze until about seven o'clock that
+evening. He played throughout the game, however. Our secretary was off
+the field with a knee cap out of place for more than half the game. A
+game of Rugby, by the way, consists of two 45-minute halves, with a
+three minute intermission. There are no substitutes, and if a man is
+injured, his team plays one man short. We beat Cambridge that year with
+thirteen men the greater part of the game, twelve for some time against
+their full team of fifteen. Their only try (touchdown in plain American)
+was scored when we had twelve men on the field. We were champions of
+Eng<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[Pg 160]</a></span>land that year, and did not lose a match through the fall season,
+though we tied one game with the great Harlequins Club of London, whom
+we afterward beat in the return game. Of the fine fellows who made up
+that great Oxford team, six are dead, five of them 'somewhere in
+France.'"</p>
+
+<p>Carl Flanders was a big factor in the Yale rush line. Foster Sanford
+considers him one of the greatest offensive centers that ever played. He
+was six feet three and one-fourth inches tall and weighed 202 pounds.</p>
+
+<p>In 1906 Flanders coached the Indian team at Carlisle. Let us see some of
+the interesting things that characterize the Indian players, through
+Flanders' experience.</p>
+
+<p>The nicknames with which the Indians labelled each other were mostly
+those of animals or a weapon of defense. Mount Pleasant and Libby always
+called each other Knife. Bill Gardner was crowned Chicken Legs, Charles,
+one of the halfbacks, and a regular little tiger, was called Bird Legs.
+Other names fastened to the different players were Whale Bone, Shoe
+String, Tommyhawk and Wolf.</p>
+
+<p>The Indians always played cleanly as long as their opponents played that
+way. Dillon, an old Sioux Indian, and one of the fastest guards I ever
+saw, was a good example of this. If anybody started rough play, Dillon
+would say:</p>
+
+<p>"Stop that, boys!" and the chap who was guilty <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[Pg 161]</a></span>always stopped. But if
+an opponent continually played dirty football, Dillon would say grimly:
+"I'll get you!" On the next play or two, you'd never know how, the rough
+player would be taken out. Dillon had "got" his man.</p>
+
+<p>"Wallace Denny and Bemus Pierce got up a code of signals, using an
+Indian word which designated a single play. Among the Indian words which
+designated these signals were Water-bucket, Watehnee, Coocoohee. I never
+could find out what it all meant, and following the Indian team by this
+code of signals was a task which was too much for me."</p>
+
+<p>Bill Horr, renowned in Colgate and Syracuse, writes: "Colgate University
+and Colgate Academy are under the same administration, and the football
+teams were practicing when I entered school. I went out for the team and
+after the second practice I was put into the scrimmage. I was greatly
+impressed with the game and continued for the afternoon practice, and
+played at tackle in the first game of the season. In four years of
+winning football I became acquainted with such wonderful athletes as
+Riley Castleman and Walter Runge of the Colgate Varsity team.</p>
+
+<p>"In the fall of 1905 I entered Syracuse University and played right
+tackle on the varsity team for four years and was captain of the
+victorious 1908 team. In the four years I never missed a scrimmage or a
+game.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</a></span></p><p>"I think that one of the hardest games I ever played in was the game
+against Princeton in 1908, when they had such stars as Siegling,
+MacFadyen, Eddie Dillon and Tibbott. The game ended in a scoreless tie
+with the ball see-sawing back and forth on the 40-yard line. I had been
+accustomed to carry the ball, and had been successful in executing a
+forward pass of fifty-five yards in the Yale game the week before,
+placing the ball on the 1-yard line, only to lose it on a fumble.</p>
+
+<p>"I had the reputation of being a good-natured player, and indirectly
+heard it rumored many times by coaches and football players that they
+would like to see me fighting mad on the football field. The few
+Syracuse rooters who journeyed to Easton the day we played Lafayette had
+that opportunity. Dowd was the captain of the Lafayette team. Next to me
+was Barry, a first-class football player, who stripped in the
+neighborhood of 200 pounds. Just before the beginning of the second half
+I was in a crouching position ready to start, when some one dealt me a
+stinging blow on the ear. I was dazed for the time being. I turned to
+Barry and asked him who did it. He pointed to Dowd. From that instant I
+was determined to seek revenge. I was ignorant of the true culprit until
+about a year afterward, when Anderson, who played center, and was a good
+friend of mine, told me about it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</a></span> It seemed that just before we went on
+the field for the second half Buck O'Neil, who was coaching the Syracuse
+team, told Barry to hit me and make me mad."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_X" id="CHAPTER_X"></a>CHAPTER X</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT</p>
+
+
+<p>College life in America is rich in traditions. Customs are handed down
+class by class and year by year until finally they acquire the force of
+law. Each college and university has a community life and a character of
+its own.</p>
+
+<p>The spirit of each institution abides within its walls. It cannot be
+invaded by an outsider, or ever completely understood by one who has not
+grown up in it. The atmosphere of a college community is conservative.
+It is the outcome of generations of student custom and thought, which
+have resolved themselves into distinct grooves.</p>
+
+<p>It requires a thorough understanding of the customs of college men,
+their antics and pranks, to appreciate the fact that the performers are
+simply boys, carrying on the traditions of those gone before.
+Gray-haired graduates who know by experience what is embodied in college
+spirit, join feelingly in the old customs of their college days, and in
+observing the new customs which have grown out of the old.</p>
+
+<p>These traditional customs, some of them hu<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[Pg 165]</a></span>morous, and others deeply
+moving in their sentiment, are among the first things that impress the
+freshman. He does not comprehend the meaning of them at once, nor does
+he realize that they are the product of generations of students, but he
+soon learns that there is something more powerful in college life than
+the brick and mortar of beautiful buildings, or high passing marks in
+the classroom. When he comes to know the value and the underlying spirit
+of the traditions of his college, he treasures them among the enduring
+memories of his life.</p>
+
+<p>The business man who never enjoyed the advantage of going to college, is
+puzzled as he witnesses the demonstration of undergraduate life, and he
+fails to catch the meaning; he does not understand; it has played no
+part in his own experience; college customs seem absurd to him, and he
+fails to appreciate that in these traditions our American college spirit
+finds expression.</p>
+
+<p>As an outsider views the result of a football victory, he sees perhaps
+only the bitter look of defeat on the losers' faces, and is at a loss to
+understand the loyal spirit of thousands of graduates and undergraduates
+who stand and cheer their team after defeat. Such a sight, undoubtedly,
+impresses him; but he turns his attention to the triumphant march of the
+victorious sympathizers around the field and watches the winners being
+borne aloft by hero worshipers; while hats by the thousands are being
+tossed over <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[Pg 166]</a></span>the cross bar of the goal post that carried the winning
+play.</p>
+
+<p>The snake dance of thousands of exulting students enlivens the
+scene&mdash;the spirit of glorious victory breaks loose.</p>
+
+<p>After the Harvard victory in 1908, in the midst of the excitement, a
+Harvard graduate got up from his seat, climbed over the fence, put his
+derby hat and bull-dog pipe on the grass, walked solemnly out a few
+paces, turned two complete handsprings, walked back, put on his hat,
+picked up his pipe, climbed solemnly over the fence again and took his
+place in the crowd. He was very businesslike about it and didn't say a
+word. He had to get it out of his system&mdash;that was all. Nobody laughed
+at him.</p>
+
+<p>One sees gray-haired men stand and cheer, sing and enthuse over their
+Alma Mater's team. For the moment the rest of the world is forgotten.
+Tears come with defeat to those on the grandstand, as well as to the
+players, and likewise happy smiles and joyous greetings come when
+victory crowns the day.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of a crisis in the game, men and women, old and young,
+break over the bounds of conventionality, get acquainted with their seat
+mates and share the general excitement. The thrill of victory possesses
+them and the old grads embrace each other after a winning touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>There may be certain streets in a college town <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[Pg 167]</a></span>upon which a freshman is
+never seen. It may be that a freshman has to wear a certain kind of cap;
+his trousers must not be rolled up at the bottom. And if you should see
+a freshman standing on a balcony at night, singing some foolish song,
+with a crowd of sophomores standing below, you smile as you realize that
+you are witnessing the performance of some college custom.</p>
+
+<p>And if you see a young man dressed in an absurd fantastic costume, going
+about the streets of a city, or a quiet college town, it may mean an
+initiation into a certain society or club, and you will note that he
+does his part with a quiet, earnest look upon his face, realizing that
+he is carrying on a tradition which has endured for years.</p>
+
+<p>You hear the seniors singing on the campus, while the whole college
+listens. It is their hour. At games you see the cheer leaders take their
+places in front of the grandstand, and as they bend and double
+themselves into all sorts of shapes, they bring out the cheers which go
+to make college spirit strong.</p>
+
+<p>If you were at Yale, on what is known as "Tap Day," you would view in
+wonderment the solemnity and seriousness of the occasion. An election to
+a senior society is Yale's highest honor. As you sit on the old Yale
+fence you realize what it means to Yale men. In the secret life of the
+campus men yearn most for this honor and the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[Pg 168]</a></span>traditional gathering of
+seniors under the oak tree for receiving elections is a college custom
+that has all the binding force of a most rigid law.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">ALUMNI PARADES</p>
+
+<p>Then come the alumni parades at Commencement. The old timers head the
+procession; those who came first, are first in line, and so on down to
+the youngest and most recent graduate.</p>
+
+<p>There are many interesting things in the parade, which bring out
+specific class peculiarities. In one college you may see gray-haired men
+walking behind an immense Sacred Bird, as it is called. This Bird&mdash;the
+creation of an ingenious mind&mdash;is the size of an ostrich and has all the
+semblance of life, with many lifelike tricks and habits.</p>
+
+<p>Men dress in all sorts of costumes. This is a day in which each class
+has some peculiar part, and all are united in the one big thought that
+it is a cherished college custom.</p>
+
+<p>You may see some man with the letter of his college on his sweater,
+another may have his class numerals, another may wear a gold football.
+These are not ordinary things to be purchased at sporting goods stores;
+they are a reward of merit. The college custom has made it so, and if in
+some college town the traditions of the university are such that a man,
+as he passes the Ma Newell gateway at Cambridge raises his hat <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[Pg 169]</a></span>in honor
+of this great Harvard hero, it is a tradition backed up by a wonderful
+spirit of love towards one who has gone. And then on Commencement Day
+when the seniors plant their class ivy&mdash;that is a token to remain behind
+them and flourish long after they are out in the wide, wide world.</p>
+
+<p>College tradition makes it possible for a poor boy to get an education.
+The poor fellow may wait on the table, where sit many rich men's sons,
+but they may be all chums with him; they are on the same footing; the
+campus of one is the campus of the other, and all you can say is "It is
+just the way of things&mdash;just the way it must be." More power to the man
+who works his way through college.</p>
+
+<p>It may be, as fellow college man, you are now recalling some custom that
+is carried out on a college street, in a dormitory, in a fraternity
+house, perhaps, or a club; perhaps in some boarding house, where you had
+your first introduction to a college custom; maybe in the cheapest
+rooming house in town you got your first impression of a bold, bad
+sophomore. You probably could have given him a good trouncing had he
+been alone, and yet you were prepared to take smilingly the hazing
+imposed upon you.</p>
+
+<p>Maybe some of you fondly recall a cannon stuck in the ground behind a
+historical building where once George Washington had his head<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[Pg 170]</a></span>quarters.
+Around about this traditional monument cluster rich memories as you
+review the many college ceremonies enacted there.</p>
+
+<p>Some of you, owing allegiance to a New England Alma Mater, may recall
+with smiles and perhaps mischievous satisfaction, the chequered career
+of the sculptured Sabrina in her various appearances and disappearances
+since the day, now long gone by, when in pedestaled repose she graced
+the college flower gardens. The Sabrina tradition is one of the golden
+legacies of Amherst life.</p>
+
+<p>In the formation of college spirit and traditions I am not unmindful of
+the tremendous moulding power of the college president or the popular
+college professors. This is strikingly illustrated in the expression of
+an old college man, who said in this connection:</p>
+
+<p>"I don't remember a thing Professor &mdash;&mdash; said, but I remember him."</p>
+
+<p>When the graduate of a college has sons of his own, he realizes more
+fully than at any other time the great influence of personality upon
+youth. He understands better the problems that are faced by boys, and
+the great task and responsibility of the faculty.</p>
+
+<p>I know that there are many football men who at different times in their
+career have not always praised the work of the college professors, but
+now that the games are over they probably look back affectionately to
+the men who made them <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[Pg 171]</a></span>toe the mark, and by such earnestness helped them
+through their college career.</p>
+
+<p>It is undoubtedly true that the head masters and teachers in our
+preparatory schools and colleges generally appreciate the importance of
+developing the whole man, mental, moral and physical.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">SCHOOLMASTER AND BOY</p>
+
+<p>Indeed it is a wonderful privilege to work shoulder to shoulder with the
+boys in our preparatory schools as well as in our colleges. At a recent
+dinner I heard Doctor S.&nbsp;J. McPherson, of the Lawrenceville School,
+place before an alumni gathering a sentiment, which I believe is the
+sentiment of every worthy schoolmaster in our land.</p>
+
+<p>"Schoolmasters have attractive work and they can find no end of fun in
+it. I admit that in a boarding school they should be willing to spend
+themselves, eight days in the week and twenty-five hours a day. But no
+man goes far that keeps watching the clock. There may be good reasons
+for long vacations, but I regard the summer vacation as usually a bore
+for at least half the length of it.</p>
+
+<p>"To be worth his salt, a schoolmaster must, of course, have
+scholarship&mdash;the more the better. But that alone will never make him a
+quickening teacher. He must be 'apt to teach,' and must lose himself in
+his task if he is to transfuse his <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[Pg 172]</a></span>blood into the veins of boys. Above
+all, he must be a real man and not a manikin, and he must enjoy his
+boys&mdash;love them, without being quite conscious of the love, or at least
+without harping on it.</p>
+
+<p>"The ideal schoolmaster needs five special and spiritual senses: common
+sense, the sense of justice, the sense of honor, the sense of youth and
+the sense of humor. These five gifts are very useful in every worthy
+occupation.</p>
+
+<p>"Gentlemen, none of us schoolmasters has reached the ideal; however, we
+reach after it. Nevertheless, we neither need, nor desire your pity. We
+do not feel unimportant. Personally, I would not exchange jobs with the
+richest or greatest among you. I like my own job. It really looks to me,
+bigger and finer. I should rather have the right mold and put the right
+stamp on a wholesome boy than to do any other thing. It counts more for
+the world and is more nearly immortal. It is worth any man's life."</p>
+
+<p>Another factor in the formation and development of college traditions
+and college spirit is the influence of the men who shape the athletic
+policy.</p>
+
+<p>When one of the graduates returns to direct the athletic affairs of his
+Alma Mater, or those of another college he naturally becomes a potent
+influence in the life of the students. Great is his opportunity for
+character making. The men all look up to him and the spirit of hero
+worship is <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[Pg 173]</a></span>present everywhere. Such athletic directors are chosen
+largely because of their success on the athletic field. And when one can
+combine athletic directorship with scholastic knowledge, the combination
+is doubly effective.</p>
+
+<p>By association they know the real spirit and patriotic sentiment of the
+college men. They appreciate the fact that success in athletics, like
+success in life, depends not merely upon training the head, but upon
+training the will. Huxley said that:</p>
+
+<p>"The true object of all education, was to develop ability to do the
+thing that ought to be done when it ought to be done, whether one felt
+like doing it or not."</p>
+
+<p>Prompt obedience to rules and regulations develop character and the
+athletic director becomes, therefore, one of the most important of
+college instructors. A boy may be a welcher in his classroom work, but
+when he gets out on the athletic field and meets the eye of a man who is
+bound to get the most out of every player for the sake of his own
+reputation, as well as the reputation of the school or college, that boy
+finds himself in a new school. It is the school of discipline that
+resembles more nearly than anything else the competitive struggle in the
+business life of the outside world that he is soon to enter.</p>
+
+<p>Another exceedingly valuable trait that athletic life develops in a
+student is the spirit of honorable victory. The player is taught to win,
+to be sure, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[Pg 174]</a></span>but he is also taught that victory must never overshadow
+honor.</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Who misses or who wins the prize,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Go lose, or conquer, as you can<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">But if you fail, or if you rise,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Be each, Pray God, a gentleman.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>This tradition and atmosphere cannot be retained in institutions merely
+by the efforts of the students. The co-operation of the alumni is
+necessary. On this account it is unfortunate that the point of view of
+too many college men regarding their Alma Mater is limited to the years
+of their own school and college days.</p>
+
+<p>Our universities especially are beginning to learn that this has been a
+great mistake and that the continued interest and loyalty of the alumni
+are absolutely essential to insure progress and maintain the high
+standard of an institution. There is, in other words, a real sense in
+which the college belongs to the alumni. The faculty is engaged for a
+specific purpose and their great work is made much more profitable by
+the hearty co-operation of the old and young graduates who keep in close
+touch with the happenings and the spirit of their different alma maters.</p>
+
+<p>One of the best assets in any seat of learning is the constructive
+criticism of the alumni. Broad minded faculties invite intelligent
+criticism from the graduate body, and they usually get it.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[Pg 175]</a></span></p><p>But after all, the real power of enthusiasm behind college traditions
+abides in the student body itself. How is this college patriotism
+aroused? What are its manifestations? What is it that awakens the desire
+for victory with honor, which is the real background of the great
+football demonstration that tens of thousands of Americans witness each
+year?</p>
+
+<p>As I think back in this connection upon my own college experiences, the
+athletic mass meeting stands out in my memory and records the moment
+when all that was best and strongest in my fighting spirit and manhood
+came out to meet the demand of the athletic leaders. It was at that time
+that the thrill and power of college spirit took mighty possession of
+me. It might have been the inspiring words of an old college leader
+addressing us, or perhaps it was the story of some incident that brought
+out the deep significance of the coming game. Indeed I have often
+thought that the spirit of loyalty and sacrifice aroused in the breast
+of the young man in a college mass meeting springs from the same noble
+source as the highest patriotism.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">MASS MEETING ENTHUSIASM</p>
+
+<p>How well do I recall the mass meeting held by the undergraduates in
+Alexander Hall Thursday night before the Yale game in 1898! The team and
+substitutes sat in the front row of seats. There was singing and
+cheering that aroused <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</a></span>every man in the room to the highest pitch of
+enthusiasm. All eyes were focused on the cheer leader as he rehearsed
+the cheers and songs for the game, and as the speakers entered behind
+him on the platform, they received a royal welcome. There was Johnny
+Poe, Alex Moffat, some of the professors, including Jack Hibben, since
+president of Princeton, in addition to the coaches.</p>
+
+<p>I can almost hear again their words, as they addressed the gathering.</p>
+
+<p>"Fellows, we are here to-night to get ready to defeat Yale on Saturday.
+You men all know how hard the coaches have worked this year to get the
+team ready for the last big game. Captain Hillebrand and his men know
+that the college is with the team to a man. We are not here to-night to
+make college spirit, but we are here to demonstrate it.</p>
+
+<p>"Those of you who saw last year's team go down to defeat at New Haven,
+realize that the Princeton team this year has got to square that defeat.
+Garry Cochran and the other men who graduated are not here to play. The
+burden rests on the shoulders of the men in front of me, this year's
+team, and we know what they're going to do.</p>
+
+<p>"It is going to take the hardest kind of work to beat Yale on our own
+grounds. We must play them off their feet the first five minutes. I
+wonder if you men who are in Princeton to-day truly realize the great
+tra<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</a></span>dition of this dear college. Thousands and thousands of young men
+have walked across the same campus you travel. The Princeton of years
+gone by, is your Princeton to-day, so let us ever hold a high regard for
+those whose places we now occupy.</p>
+
+<p>"Already from far off points, Princeton men are starting back to see the
+Yale game&mdash;back to their Alma Mater. They're coming back to see the old
+rooms they used to live in, and it is up to us to make their visit a
+memorable one. You can do that by beating Yale."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">George K. Edwards</span></p>
+
+<p>Many of you men have perhaps heard of the great love for Princeton shown
+in the story of the last days of Horse Edwards, Princeton '89. He will
+never return to Princeton again. He used to live in East College, long
+since torn down. Some years after he left college, he was told that he
+had but a few short months to live. He decided to live them out at
+Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>One Friday afternoon in the summer of 1897, Horse Edwards arrived in
+Princeton from Colorado. He was very weak from his illness. He could
+barely raise his hand to wave to the host of old friends who greeted him
+as he drove from the station to East College, where his old room had
+been arranged as in his college days for his return.</p>
+
+<p>There he was visited by many friends of the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</a></span>old days, who had come back
+for Commencement. Old memories were revived. That night he attended his
+club dinner, and the following day was wheeled out to the field to see
+the baseball game, Princeton beat Yale 16 to 8, and his cup of happiness
+was overflowing. On the following Monday Horse Edwards died. He told his
+close friends that as long as he had to go, he was happy that he had
+been granted his last wish&mdash;to die there at Princeton. And his memory is
+a treasured college tradition.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Job E. Hedges</span></p>
+
+<p>Among the men who are always welcome at Princeton mass meetings and
+dinners, is Job E. Hedges. I remember what he said at a mass meeting at
+Princeton in 1896. He was then secretary to Mayor Strong, in New York,
+in which city the game with Yale took place that year.</p>
+
+<p>The scene was in the old gymnasium. Every inch of space was occupied. On
+the front seats sat the team and substitutes. Around them and in the
+small gallery were the students in mass. Before the team were prominent
+alumni, trustees and some members of the faculty. Earnest appeal had
+been made by the various speakers tending to arouse the team to a high
+point of enthusiasm and courage, and the interest of their alma mater
+and of the alumni had been earnestly pictured. Mr. Hedges was called on
+as he fre<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</a></span>quently is at Princeton gatherings and as the usual field had
+been fairly covered, his opportunities were limited, without repetition
+of what had been said. He addressed the team and substitutes in typical
+Princeton fashion and concluded, so far as a record is made of it,
+somewhat as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"There is a feeling in the public mind that football games breed
+dissipation and are naturally followed by unseemly conduct. We all know
+that much of the excitement following football games in New York is due
+largely not to college men but others, who take the game as an excuse
+and the time as an opportunity to indulge in more or less boisterous
+conduct, with freedom from interference usually accorded at that time. I
+wish it thoroughly understood that in no way as a Princeton man do I
+countenance dissipation, intemperance, boisterous or unseemly conduct.
+It may be a comfort for you men to know, however, that I am personally
+acquainted with every police magistrate in the City of New York. While I
+do not claim to have any influence with them, nor would I try to
+exercise it improperly, nevertheless if the team wins and any man should
+unintentionally and weakly yield to the strain consequent upon such a
+victory, I can be found that night at my residence. Any delinquent will
+have my sympathetic and best efforts in his behalf. If, however, the
+team loses, and any one goes over the line of propriety, he will <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</a></span>have
+from me neither sympathy nor assistance and I shall be absent from the
+city."</p>
+
+<p>It is related that on the night following the victory, several daring
+spirits decorated themselves with cards hung from their necks bearing
+this legend, "Don't arrest me, I am a friend of Job Hedges." With these
+they marched up and down Broadway and, though laboring under somewhat
+strange conditions, were not molested. A full account of this
+expeditionary force appeared in the daily papers the next morning and it
+is related that there was a brisk conversation between Mr. Hedges and
+the mayor, when the former arrived at the City Hall, which took on, not
+an orange and black hue, but rather a lurid flame, of which Mayor Strong
+was supposed to be but was not the victim.</p>
+
+<p>The net result of the scene, however, was that the team won, there was a
+moderate celebration and no Princeton man was arrested.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo26" id="illo26"><img src="images/illo26.jpg" width="400" height="480" alt="Johnny Poe, football player and soldier" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">JOHNNY POE, FOOTBALL PLAYER AND SOLDIER</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XI" id="CHAPTER_XI"></a>CHAPTER XI</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY</p>
+
+
+<p>Johnny Poe was a member of the Black Watch, that famous Scotch Regiment
+whose battles had followed the English flag. On the graves of the Black
+Watch heroes the sun never sets. Johnny Poe's death came on September
+25th, 1915, in the Battle of Loos. Nelson Poe has given me the following
+information regarding Johnny's death. It comes direct from Private W.
+Faulkner, a comrade who was in the charge when Johnny fell.</p>
+
+<p>In the morning during the attack we went out on a party carrying bombs.
+Poe and myself were in this party. We had gone about half way across an
+open field when Poe was hit in the stomach. He was then five yards in
+front of me and I saw him fall. As he fell he said, 'Never mind me. Go
+ahead with our boxes.' On our return for more bombs we found him lying
+dead. Shortly after he was buried at a place between the British and
+German lines. I have seen his grave which is about a hundred yards to
+the left of 'Lone Tree' on the left of Loos. 'Lone Tree' is the only
+landmark near. The grave is marked with his name and regiment.</p>
+
+<p>Just what Johnny Poe's heroic finish on the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span>battle field meant to us
+here at home is the common knowledge of all football men and indeed of
+all sportsmen. There is ample evidence, moreover, that it attracted the
+attention of the four corners of the earth. Life in London or Paris was
+not all roses to the Americans compelled to remain there at the height
+of the war.</p>
+
+<p>Paul Mac Whelan, a Yale man and football writer, had occasion to be in
+London shortly after the news of Poe's death in battle was received
+there. Talking with Whelan after his return he impressed upon me the
+place that Poe had made for himself in the hearts of at least one of the
+fighting countries.</p>
+
+<p>"You know," said he, "that at about that time Americans were not very
+popular. There seemed to be a feeling everywhere that we should have
+been on the firing line. This feeling developed the fashion of polite
+jeering to a point that made life abroad uncomfortable until Johnny Poe
+fell fighting in the ranks of the Black Watch on the plains of Flanders.
+In the dull monotony of the casualty list his name at first slipped by
+with scant mention. It was the publication in the United States of the
+story of his fighting career which stimulated newspaper interest not
+merely in England, but throughout the British Empire. To Australia,
+Canada, New Zealand and South Africa&mdash;into the farthest corners of the
+earth&mdash;went the tale of the death of a great American fighter.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[Pg 183]</a></span></p><p>"I met one man, a lawyer, on his way to do some peace work, and he told
+me that he thought Poe had no right to be in the ranks of a foreign
+army. Probably most of the pacifists would have returned the same
+verdict regardless of Poe's love for the cause of the Allies. Yet among
+the thousands of Americans in Europe in the month following Poe's death,
+there was complete unity of opinion that the old Princeton football star
+had done more for his country than all the pacifists put together.</p>
+
+<p>"'A toast to the memory of Poe,' said one of the group of Americans in
+the Savoy, that famous gathering place of Yankees in London. 'His death
+has made living a lot easier for his countrymen who have to be in France
+and England during the war.'"</p>
+
+<p>"There is not an army on the continent in which Americans have not died,
+but no death in action, not even that of Victor Chapman the famous
+American aviator in France, gave such timely proof of American valor as
+that of Poe. In London for a month after his death there was talk among
+Americans and in the university clubs about raising funds for some
+permanent memorial in London to Poe. There are many memorials to
+Englishmen in America and it would seem that there is a place and a real
+reason for erecting a memorial in London to a fighting American who gave
+his life for a cause to England."</p>
+
+<p>I have always treasured, in my football collec<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[Pg 184]</a></span>tion, some anecdotes
+which Johnny Poe wrote several years ago while in Nevada. In fact, from
+reading his stories, after his death, I got the inspiration that
+prompted me to write this book.</p>
+
+<p>"The following stories were picked up by me," says Johnny, "through the
+course of college years, and after. Some of the incidents I have
+actually witnessed, of others my brothers have told me, when we talked
+over Princeton victories and defeats with the reasons for both, and
+still others I have heard from the lips of Princeton men as they grew
+reminiscent sitting around the cozy fireplace in the Trophy room at the
+Varsity Club House, with the old footballs, the scores of many a hard
+fought Princeton victory emblazoned upon them, and the banners with the
+names of the members of the winning teams thereon inscribed looking down
+from their places on the walls and ceilings."</p>
+
+<p>How the undergraduates long to have their names enrolled on the
+victorious banner, knowing that they will be looked up to by future
+college generations of the sons of Old Nassau!</p>
+
+<p>These old banners have much the same effect upon Princeton teams as did
+the name of Horatius upon the young Romans'!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[Pg 185]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">And still his name sounds strong unto the men of Rome,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As a trumpet blast which calls to them to charge the Volsian home;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And wives still pray to Juno for boys with hearts as bold<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">As his who kept the bridge so well<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">In the brave days of old.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Well do they know that Mother Princeton is not chary of her praise, when
+she knows that they have planted her banner on the loftiest tower of her
+enemies' stronghold.</p>
+
+<p>The evenings spent in the Trophy room, the Grill Room of the Princeton
+Inn and in the hallways around a cheerful fire of the numerous Princeton
+clubs make me think of nights in the Mess room of crack British
+regiments, so graphically described by Kipling.</p>
+
+<p>The general public cannot understand the seriousness with which college
+athletes take the loss of an important game. There is a Princeton
+football Captain who was so broken up over a defeat by Yale that, months
+after on the cattle range of New Mexico, as he lay out at night on his
+cow-boy bed and thought himself unobserved, he fell to sobbing as if his
+heart would break.</p>
+
+<p>A football victory to many men is as dearly longed for as any goal of
+ambition in life. How else would they strive so fiercely, one side to
+take the ball over, the other to prevent them doing so!</p>
+
+<p>Very few of the public hear the exhortation and cursing as the ball
+slowly but irresistibly is rushed to the goal of the opponent.</p>
+
+<p>"Billy, if you do that again I'll cut your heart out!"</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[Pg 186]</a></span></p><p>"Yale, if you ever held, hold now!"</p>
+
+<p>How the calls to victory come back!</p>
+
+<p>As Hughes says in Tom Brown's School Days, a scrimmage in front of the
+goal posts, or the Consulship of Plancus, is no child's play.</p>
+
+<p>My earliest Princeton football hero was Alex Moffat '84. My brother
+Johnson was in his class and played on the same team, and would often
+talk of him to my brothers and to me. He used to give us a sort of</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Listen my children and you shall hear<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, etc."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>Though my brother is a small man, I thought all other Princeton players
+must be 9 cubits and a half, or as a reporter once said of Symmes '92,
+center rush in Princeton team of '90 and '91, "An animated whale, broad
+as the moral law and heavy as the hand of fate." I consider Alex Moffat
+the greatest goal kicker college football has produced. One football in
+the Princeton Trophy room has on it, "Princeton 26, Harvard 7." In that
+game Moffat kicked five goals from the field, three with his right and
+two with his left foot, besides the goals from the touchdowns.</p>
+
+<p>A Harvard guard made the remark after the third goal, "We came here to
+play football, not to play against phenomenal kicking."</p>
+
+<p>Princeton men cannot help feeling that Moffat should have been allowed a
+goal against Yale in his Post-graduate year of '84, which was called
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span>before the full halves had been played and decided a draw, Yale being
+ahead, 6 to 4. Princeton claimed it but the Referee said he didn't see
+it, which caused Moffat to exclaim&mdash;something.</p>
+
+<p>An amusing story is told in connection with this decision. Quite a
+number of years after Jim Robinson who was trainer of the Princeton team
+in '84, went down to the dock to see his brother off for Europe. Looking
+up he beheld on the deck above, the man who had refereed the '84 game,
+and whom he had not seen since, "Smith," he said, "I have a brother on
+this boat, but I hope she sinks."</p>
+
+<p>Tilly Lamar's name is highly honored at Princeton, not only because he
+won the '85 game against Yale by a run of about 90 yards, but because he
+died trying to save a girl from drowning. Only a few months later, in
+the summer of '91, Fred Brokaw '92, was drowned at Elberon while trying
+to save two girls from the ocean. Both Lamar and Brokaw's pictures adorn
+the walls of the Varsity Club House.</p>
+
+<p>The first game I ever saw the Princeton Team play was with Harvard in
+'88, which the former won 18 to 6. I was in my brother's ('91) room
+about three hours and a half before the game, and Jere Black and
+Channing, the halfbacks, were there. As Channing left he remarked,
+"Something will have happened before I get back to this room again,"
+referring to the game, which doubtless made him a bit nervous.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span></p><p>I believe he was no more nervous ten years after, when in the Rough
+Riders he waited for word to advance up that bullet swept hill before
+Santiago.</p>
+
+<p>'81 was the year so many Divinity students played on the Varsity: Hector
+Cowan the great tackle, Dick Hodge the strategist, Sam Hodge, Bob Speer,
+and I think Irvine; men all, who as McCready Sykes said, "Feared God and
+no one else." Hector Cowan is considered one of the best tackles that
+ever wore the Orange and Black jersey. While rough, he was never a dirty
+player.</p>
+
+<p>In a game with Wesleyan, his opponent cried out angrily, "Keep your
+hands for pounding on your Bible, don't be sticking them in my face."
+One day in a game against the Scrub, Cowan had passed everyone except
+the fullback and was bearing down on him like a tornado, when within a
+few feet of the fullback the latter jumped aside and said politely,
+"Pass on, sir, pass on." Cowan played on two winning teams, '85 and '89.</p>
+
+<p>In '89 the eligibility rules at the college were not as strict as now,
+so as Princeton needed a tackle, Walter Cash who had played on
+Pennsylvania the year before, was sent for and came all the way from
+Wyoming. He came so hurriedly that his wardrobe consisted of two
+6-shooters and a monte deck of cards, on account of which he was dubbed
+"Monte" Cash. Cash was not fond of attending lectures, and once the
+faculty <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span>had him up before them and told him what a disgrace it would be
+if he were dropped out of College. "It may be in the East, but we don't
+think much of a little thing like that out West," was his reply. Cash
+was in the Rough Riders and was wounded at San Juan.</p>
+
+<p>Sport Donnelly was a great end that year. Heffelfinger the great Yale
+guard who is probably the best that ever played, said of Donnelly, that
+he was the only player he had ever seen who could slug and keep his eye
+on the ball at the same time. The following story is often told of how
+Donnelly got Rhodes of Yale ruled off in '89. Rhodes had hit Channing of
+Princeton in the eye, so that Donnelly was laying for him, and when
+Rhodes came through the line, Donnelly grabbed up two handsful of
+mud&mdash;it was a very muddy field&mdash;and rubbed them in his face and
+hollered, "Mr. Umpire," so that when Rhodes, in a burst of righteous
+indignation, hit him, the Umpire saw it and promptly ruled Rhodes from
+the field.</p>
+
+<p>Snake Ames and House Janeway played that year, and as the latter was
+big&mdash;210 pounds stripped&mdash;and good natured, Ames thought that if he
+could only get Janeway angry he would play even better than usual, so,
+with Machiavellian craft, he said to him before the Harvard game,
+"House, the man you are going to play against to-morrow insulted your
+girl. I heard him do it, so you want to murder him." "All <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span>right," said
+House, ominously, and as Princeton won, 41 to 15, Janeway must certainly
+have helped a heap.</p>
+
+<p>George played center for Princeton four years, and for three years "Pa"
+Corbin and George played against each other, and, as cow-boys would say,
+"sure did chew each other's mane." I don't mean slugged.</p>
+
+<p>My brother Edgar '91 was a great admirer of George. In '88 Edgar was
+playing in the scrub, and George broke through and was about to make a
+tackle when the former knocked one of his arms down as it was
+outstretched to catch it. George missed the tackle but said nothing. A
+second time almost identically the same thing occurred. This time he
+remarked grimly, "Good trick that, Poe." But when the same thing
+happened a third time on the same afternoon, he exclaimed, "Poe, if you
+weren't so small, I'd hit you."</p>
+
+<p>In '89 Thomas '90, substitute guard, was highly indignant at the way
+some Boston newspaper described him. "The Princeton men were giants, one
+in particular was picturesque in his grotesqueness. He was 6 feet 5 and,
+when he ran, his arms and legs moved up and down like the piston rods of
+an engine."</p>
+
+<p>In '90 Buck Irvine '88 brought an unknown team to Princeton, Franklin
+and Marshall, which he coached, and they scored 16 points against the
+Tigers. And though the latter won, 33 to 16, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span>still that was the largest
+score ever made against Princeton up to that time. They did it, too, by
+rushing, which was all the more to their credit.</p>
+
+<p>Victor Harding, Harvard, and Yup Cook, Princeton '89, had played on
+Andover and Exeter, respectively, and had trouble then, so four years
+later when they met, one on Princeton and the other on Harvard, they had
+more trouble. Both were ruled off for rough work. Cook picked Harding up
+off the ground and slammed him down and then walked off the field. In a
+few minutes Harding, after trying to trip Ames, also was ruled off. That
+was the net result of the old Andover-Exeter feud.</p>
+
+<p>In '91 Princeton was playing Rutgers. Those were the days of the old "V"
+trick in starting a game. When the Orange and Black guards and centers
+tore up the Rutgers' V it was found that the Captain of the latter team
+had broken his leg in the crush. He showed great nerve, for while
+sitting on the ground waiting for a stretcher, he remarked in a
+nonchalant way, "Give me a cigarette. I could die for Old Rutgers," his
+tone being "Me first and then Nathan Hale." One version quite prevalent
+around Princeton has it that a Tiger player rushed up and exclaimed,
+"Die then." This is not true as I played in that game and know whereof I
+speak.</p>
+
+<p>Fifteen years after that had happened, I met Phil Brett who had
+captained the Rutgers Team that day, and he told me that his life had
+been a <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span>burden to him at times, and like Job, he felt like cursing God
+and dying, because often upon coming into a caf&eacute; or even a hotel
+dining-room some half drunken acquaintance would yell out, "Hello, Phil,
+old man, could you die for dear Old Rutgers?"</p>
+
+<p>Several years ago while in the Kentucky Militia in connection with one
+of those feud cases, I was asked by a private if I were related to Edgar
+Allan Poe, "De mug what used to write poetry," and when I replied, "Yes,
+he was my grandmother's first cousin," he, evidently thinking I was too
+boastful, remarked, "Well, man, you've got a swell chance."</p>
+
+<p>So, knowing that the football season is near I think I have a "swell
+chance" to tell some of the old football stories handed down at
+Princeton from college generation to generation. If I have hurt any old
+Princeton players' feelings, I do humbly ask pardon and assure them that
+it is unintentional; for as the Indians would put it, my heart is warm
+toward them, and, when I die, place my hands upon my chest and put their
+hands between my hands.</p>
+
+<p>With apologies to Kipling in his poem when he speaks of the parting of
+the Colonial troops with the Regulars:<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[Pg 193]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"There isn't much we haven't shared<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For to make the Elis run.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The same old hurts, the same old breaks,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">The same old rain and sun.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The same old chance which knocked us out<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Or winked and let us through.<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">The same old joy, the same old sorrow,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Good-bye, good luck to you."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[Pg 194]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XII" id="CHAPTER_XII"></a>CHAPTER XII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">ARMY AND NAVY</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">When the Navy meets the Army,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">When the friend becomes the foe,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When the sailor and the soldier<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Seek each other to o'erthrow;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When old vet'rans, gray and grizzled,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Elbow, struggle, push, and shove,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That they may cheer on to vict'ry<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Each the service of his love;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When the maiden, fair and dainty,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Lets her dignity depart,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And, all breathless, does her utmost<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">For the team that's next her heart;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">When you see these strange things happen,<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Then we pray you to recall<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">That the Army and Navy<br /></span>
+<span class="i2">Stand firm friends beneath it all.<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+<p>There is a distinctive flavor about an Army-Navy football game which,
+irrespective of the quality of the contending elevens and of their
+relative standing among the high-class teams in any given season, rates
+these contests annually as among the "big games" of the year. Tactically
+and strategically football bears a close relation to war. That is a
+vital rea<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[Pg 195]</a></span>son why it should be studied and applied in our two government
+schools.</p>
+
+<p>On the part of the public there is general appreciation of the spirit
+which these two academies have brought into the great autumn sport, a
+spirit which combines with football per se the color, the martial pomp,
+the <i>elan</i> of the military. The merger is a happy one, because football
+in its essence is a stern, grim game, a game that calls for
+self-sacrifice, for mental alertness and for endurance; all these are
+elements, among others, which we commonly associate with the soldier's
+calling.</p>
+
+<p>If West Point and Annapolis players are not young men, who, after
+graduation, will go out into the world in various civil professions or
+other pursuits relating to commerce and industry, they are men, on the
+contrary, who are being trained to uphold the honor of our flag at home
+or abroad, as fate may decree&mdash;fighting men whose lives are to be
+devoted to the National weal. It would be strange, therefore, if games
+in which those thus set apart participate, were not marked by a quality
+peculiarly their own. To far-flung warships the scores are sent on the
+wings of the wireless and there is elation or depression in many a
+remote wardroom in accordance with the aspect of the news. In lonely
+army posts wherever the flag flies word of the annual struggle is
+flashed alike to colonel and the budding second lieutenant still with
+down on lip, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[Pg 196]</a></span>by them passed to the top sergeant and so on to the bottom
+of the line.</p>
+
+<p>Every football player who has had the good fortune to visit West Point
+or Annapolis, there to engage in a gridiron contest, has had an
+experience that he will always cherish. Every team, as a rule, looks
+forward to out of town trips, but when an eleven is to play the Army or
+the Navy, not a little of the pleasure lies in anticipation.</p>
+
+<p>Mayhap the visitor even now is recalling the officer who met him at the
+station, and his hospitable welcome; the thrill that resulted from a
+tour, under such pleasant auspices, of the buildings and the natural
+surroundings of the two great academies. There was the historic campus,
+where so many great Army and Navy men spent their preparatory days. An
+inspiration unique in the experience of the visitor was to be found in
+the drill of the battalion as they marched past, led by the famous
+academy bands.</p>
+
+<p>There arose in the heart of the stranger perhaps, the thought that he
+was not giving to his country as much as these young men. Such is the
+contagion of the spirit of the two institutions. There is always the
+thrill of the military whether the cadets and midshipmen pass to the
+urge of martial music in their purely military duties, or in equally
+perfect order to the ordinary functions of life, such as the daily
+meals, which in the colleges are so informal and in the mess hall are so
+precise. Joining their orderly ranks in this big <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[Pg 197]</a></span>dining-room one comes
+upon a scene never to be forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>In the process of developing college teams, an eleven gets a real test
+at either of these academies; you get what you go after; they are out to
+beat you; their spirit is an indomitable one; your cherished idea that
+you cannot be beaten never occurs to them until the final whistle is
+blown. Your men will realize after the game that a bruised leg or a lame
+joint will recall hard tackling of a player like Mustin of the Navy, or
+Arnold of West Point, souvenirs of the dash they put into their play.
+Maybe there comes to your mind a recollection of the Navy's fast
+offense; their snappy play; the military precision with which their work
+is done. Possibly you dream of the wriggling open field running of Snake
+Izard, or the bulwark defense of Nichols; or in your West Point
+experiences you are reminded of the tussle you had in suppressing the
+brilliant Kromer, that clever little quarterback and field general, or
+the task of stopping the forging King, the Army's old captain and
+fullback.</p>
+
+<p>Not less vivid are the memories of the spontaneous if measured cheering
+behind these men&mdash;a whole-hearted support that was at once the
+background and the incentive to their work. The "Siren Cheer" of the
+Navy and the "Long Corps Yell" of the Army still ringing in the ears of
+the college invader were proof of the drive behind the team.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[Pg 198]</a></span></p>
+
+<p>I have always counted it a privilege that I was invited to coach at
+Annapolis through several football seasons. It was an unrivalled
+opportunity to catch the spirit that permeates the atmosphere of this
+great Service school and to realize how eagerly the progress of football
+is watched by the heroes of the past who are serving wherever duty
+calls.</p>
+
+<p>It was there that I met Superintendent Wainwright. His interest in
+Annapolis football was keen. Another officer whose friendship I made at
+the Academy was Commander Grant, who later was Rear Admiral, Commander
+of the Submarine Flotilla. His spirit was truly remarkable. The way he
+could talk to a team was an inspiration.</p>
+
+<p>It was during the intermission of a Navy-Carlisle game when the score
+was 11 to 6 in Carlisle's favor, that this exponent of fighting spirit
+came into the dressing-room and in a talk to the team spared nothing and
+nobody. What he said about the White man not being able to defeat the
+Indian was typical. As a result of this unique dressing-room scene when
+he commanded the Navy to win out over the Indians, his charges came
+through to victory by the score of 17-11.</p>
+
+<p>There is no one man at Annapolis who sticks closer to the ship and
+around whom more football traditions have grown than Paul Dashiell, a
+professor in the Academy. He bore for many years the burden of
+responsibility of Annapolis foot<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[Pg 199]</a></span>ball. His earnest desire has been to
+see the Navy succeed. He has worked arduously, and whenever Navy men get
+together they speak enthusiastically of the devotion of this former
+Lehigh hero, official and rule maker. Players have come and gone; the
+call in recent years has been elsewhere, but Paul Dashiell has remained,
+and his interest in the game has been manifested by self-denial and hard
+work. Defeat has come to him with great sadness, and there are many
+games of which he still feels the sting; these come to him as nightmares
+in his recollections of Annapolis football history. Great has been his
+joy in the Navy's hour of victory.</p>
+
+<p>It was here at Annapolis that I learned something of the old Navy
+football heroes. Most brilliant of all, perhaps, was Worth Bagley, a
+marvelous punter and great fighter. He lost his life later in the war
+with Spain, standing to his duty under open fire on the deck of the
+<i>Winslow</i> at Cardenas, with the utter fearlessness that was
+characteristic of him.</p>
+
+<p>I heard of the deeds on the football field of Mike Johnson, Trench,
+Pearson, McCormack, Cavanaugh, Reeves, McCauley, Craven, Kimball and
+Bookwalter. I have played against the great Navy guard Halligan. I saw
+developed the Navy players, Long, Chambers, Reed, Nichols and Chip
+Smith, who later was in charge of the Navy athletics. He was one of the
+best quarterbacks the Navy ever had. I saw Dug How<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[Pg 200]</a></span>ard grow up from
+boyhood in Annapolis and develop into a Navy star; saw him later coach
+their teams to victory; witnessed the great playing of Dougherty,
+Piersol, Grady and Bill Carpenter, who is no longer on the Navy list.
+All these players, together with Norton, Northcroft, Dague, Halsey,
+Ingram, Douglas, Jerry Land, Babe Brown and Dalton stand out among those
+who have given their best in Army and Navy games.</p>
+
+<p>Young Nichols, who was quarterback in 1912, was a most brilliant ground
+gainer. He resigned from the Service early in 1913, receiving a
+commission in the British Army. He was wounded, but later returned to
+duty only to be killed shortly afterward. Another splendid man.</p>
+
+<p>In speaking of Navy football I cannot pass over the name of W.&nbsp;H.
+Stayton, a man whose whole soul seemed to be permeated with Navy
+atmosphere, and who is always to be depended upon in Navy matters. The
+association that I formed later in life with McDonough Craven and other
+loyal Navy football men gave me an opportunity to learn of Annapolis
+football in their day.</p>
+
+<p>The list of men who have been invited to coach the Navy from year to
+year is a long one. The ideal method of development of an undergraduate
+team is by a system of coaching conducted by graduates of that
+institution. Such alumni can best preserve the traditions, correct
+blunders of other years, and carry through a continuous <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[Pg 201]</a></span>policy along
+lines most acceptable. Graduate coaching exclusively is nearly
+impossible for Navy teams, for the graduates, as officers, are stationed
+at far distant points, mostly on board ship. Their duties do not permit
+of interruption for two months. They cannot be spared from turret and
+bridge; from the team work so highly developed at present on shipboard.
+Furthermore, their absence from our country sometimes for years, keeps
+them out of touch with football generally, and it is impossible for them
+to keep up to date&mdash;hence the coaching from other institutions.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo27" id="illo27"><img src="images/illo27.jpg" width="400" height="727" alt="Northcroft kicking the field goal anticipated by the Navy and feared by the Army" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">NORTHCROFT KICKING THE FIELD GOAL ANTICIPATED BY THE NAVY AND FEARED BY THE ARMY</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Lieutenant Frank B. Berrien was one of the early coaches and an able
+one. Immediately afterward Dug Howard for three years coached the team
+to victory. The Navy's football future was then turned over to Jonas
+Ingram, with the idea of working out a purely graduate system, in the
+face of such serious obstacles as have already been pointed out.</p>
+
+<p>One of the nightmares of my coaching experiences was the day that the
+Army beat the Navy through the combined effort of the whole Army team
+plus the individual running of Charlie Daly. This run occurred at the
+very start of the second half. Doc Hillebrand and I were talking on the
+side lines to Evarts Wrenn, the Umpire. None of us heard the whistle
+blow for the starting of the second half. Before we knew it the Army
+sympathizers were on their feet cheering and we <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[Pg 202]</a></span>saw Daly hitting it up
+the field, weaving through the Navy defense.</p>
+
+<p>Harmon Graves, who was coaching West Point that year, has since told me
+that the Army coaches had drilled the team carefully in receiving the
+ball on a kick-off&mdash;with Daly clear back under the goal posts. On the
+kick-off, the Navy did just what West Point had been trained to expect.
+Belknap kicked a long high one direct to Daly, and then and there began
+the carefully prepared advance of the Army team. Mowing down the
+oncoming Navy players, the West Point forwards made it possible for
+clever Daly to get loose and score a touchdown after a run of nearly the
+entire length of the field.</p>
+
+<p>This game stands out in my recollection as one of the most sensational
+on record. The Navy, like West Point, had had many victories, but the
+purpose of this book is not to record year by year the achievements of
+these two institutions, but rather catch their spirit, as one from
+without looks in upon a small portion of the busy life that is typical
+of these Service schools.</p>
+
+<p>Scattered over the seven seas are those who heard the reveille of
+football at Annapolis. From a few old-timers let us garner their
+experiences and the effects of football in the Service.</p>
+
+<p>C.&nbsp;L. Poor, one of the veterans of the Annapolis squad, Varsity and
+Hustlers, has something to say concerning the effect of football upon
+the relationship between officers and men.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[Pg 203]</a></span></p><p>"Generally speaking," he says, "it is considered that the relationship
+is beneficial. The young officer assumes qualities of leadership and
+shows himself in a favorable light to the men, who appreciate his
+ability to show them something and do it well. The average young
+American, whether himself athletic or not, is a bit of a hero worshipper
+towards a prominent athlete, and so the young officer who has good
+football ability gets the respect and appreciation of the crew to start
+with."</p>
+
+<p>J.&nbsp;B. Patton, who played three years at Annapolis, says of the early
+days:</p>
+
+<p>"I entered the Academy in 1895. In those days athletics were not
+encouraged. The average number of cadets was less than 200, and the
+entrance age was from 14 to 18&mdash;really a boys' school. So when an
+occasional college team appeared, they looked like old men to us.</p>
+
+<p>"Match games were usually on Saturday afternoon, and all the cadets
+spent the forenoon at sail drill on board the <i>Wyoming</i> in Chesapeake
+Bay. I can remember spending four hours racing up and down the top
+gallant yard with Stone and Hayward, loosing and furling sail, and then
+returning to a roast beef dinner, followed by two 45-minute halves of
+football.</p>
+
+<p>"One of our best games, as a rule, was with Johns Hopkins University.
+Paul Dashiell, then a Hopkins man, usually managed to smuggle one or
+more Poes to Annapolis with his team. We <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[Pg 204]</a></span>knew it, but at that time we
+did not object because we usually beat the Hopkins team.</p>
+
+<p>"Another interesting match was with the Deaf Mutes from Kendall College.
+It was a standing joke with us that they too frequently smuggled good
+football players who were not mutes. These kept silent during the game
+and talked with their hands, but frequently when I tackled one hard and
+fell on him, I could hear him cuss under his breath."</p>
+
+<p>M.&nbsp;M. Taylor brings us down to Navy football of the early nineties.</p>
+
+<p>"In my day the principal quality sought was beef. Being embryo sailors
+we had to have nautical terms for our signals, and they made our
+opponents sit up and take notice. When I played halfback I remember my
+signals were my order relating to the foremast. For instance,
+'Fore-top-gallant clew lines and hands-by-the-halyards' meant that I was
+the victim. On the conclusion of the order, if the captain could not
+launch a play made at once, he had to lengthen his signal, and sometimes
+there would be a string of jargon, intelligible only to a sailor, which
+would take the light yard men aloft, furl the sail, and probably cast
+reflections on the stowage of the bunt. Anything connected with the
+anchor was a kick. The mainmast was consecrated to the left half, and
+the mizzen to the fullback.</p>
+
+<p>"In one game our lack of proper uniform worked to our advantage. I was
+on the sick list <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[Pg 205]</a></span>and had turned my suit over to a substitute. I braved
+the doctor's disapproval and went into the game in a pair of long
+working trousers and a blue flannel shirt. The opposing team,
+Pennsylvania, hailed me as 'Little Boy Blue,' and paid no further
+attention to me, so that by good fortune I made a couple of scores. Then
+they fell upon me, and at the close all I had left was the pants."</p>
+
+<p>J.&nbsp;W. Powell, captain of the '97 team, tells of the interim between
+Army-Navy games.</p>
+
+<p>"Our head coach was Johnny Poe," he says, "and he and Paul Dashiell took
+charge of the squad. Some of our good men were Rus White, Bill Tardy,
+Halligan and Fisher, holding over from the year before. A.&nbsp;T. Graham and
+Jerry Landis in the line. A wild Irishman in the plebe class, Paddy
+Shea, earned one end position in short order, while A.&nbsp;H. McCarthy went
+in at the other wing. Jack Asserson, Bobby Henderson, Louis Richardson
+and I made up the backfield. In '95, Princeton had developed their
+famous ends back system which was adopted by Johnny Poe and the game we
+played that year was built around this system. Johnny was a deadly
+tackler and nearly killed half the team with his system of live tackling
+practice. This was one of the years in which there was no Army and Navy
+game and our big game was the Thanksgiving Day contest with Lafayette.
+Barclay, Bray and Rinehart made Lafayette's <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[Pg 206]</a></span>name a terror in the
+football world. The game resulted in an 18 to 6 victory for Lafayette.</p>
+
+<p>"My most vivid recollections of that game are McCarthy's plucky playing
+with his hand in a plaster cast, due to a broken bone, stopping Barclay
+and Bray repeatedly in spite of this handicap, and my own touchdown,
+after a twelve yard run, with Rinehart's 250 pounds hanging to me most
+of the way."</p>
+
+<p>I recall a trip that the Princeton team of 1898 made to West Point. It
+was truly an attack upon the historical old school in a fashion de luxe.</p>
+
+<p>Alex Van Rensselaer, an old Princeton football captain, invited Doc
+Hillebrand to have the Tiger eleven meet him that Saturday morning at
+the Pennsylvania Ferry slip in Jersey City. En route to West Point that
+morning this old Princeton leader met us with his steam yacht, <i>The
+May</i>. Boyhood enthusiasm ran high as we jumped aboard. Good fellowship
+prevailed. We lunched on board, dressed on board. Upon our arrival at
+West Point we were met by the Academy representative and were driven to
+the football field.</p>
+
+<p>The snappy work of the Princeton team that day brought victory, and we
+attributed our success to the Van Rensselaer transport. Returning that
+night on the boat, Doc Hillebrand and Arthur Poe bribed the captain of
+<i>The May</i> to just miss connecting with the last train to Prince<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[Pg 207]</a></span>ton, and
+as a worried manager sat alongside of Van Rensselaer wondering whether
+it were not possible to hurry the boat along a little faster, Van
+Rensselaer himself knew what was in Doc's mind and so helped make it
+possible for us to rest at the Murray Hill Hotel over night, and not
+allow a railroad trip to Princeton mar the luxury of the day.</p>
+
+<p>I have a lot of respect for the football brains of West Point. My lot
+has been very happily cast with the Navy. I have generally been on the
+opposite side of the field. I knew the strength of their team. I have
+learned much of the spirit of the academy from their cheering at Army
+and Navy games. Playing against West Point our Princeton teams have
+always realized the hard, difficult task which confronted them, and
+victory was not always the reward.</p>
+
+<p>Football plays a valued part in the athletic life of West Point. From
+the very first game between the Army and the Navy on the plains when the
+Middies were victorious, West Point set out in a thoroughly businesslike
+way to see that the Navy did not get the lion's share of victories.</p>
+
+<p>If one studies the businesslike methods of the Army Athletic Association
+and reads carefully the bulletins which are printed after each game, one
+is impressed by the attention given to details.</p>
+
+<p>I have always appreciated what King, '96, meant to West Point football.
+Let me quote <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</a></span>from the publication of the <i>Howitzer</i>, in 1896, the
+estimated value of this player at that time:</p>
+
+<p>"King, of course, stands first. Captain for two years he brought West
+Point from second class directly into first. As fullback he outplayed
+every fullback opposed to him and stands in the judgment of all
+observers second only to Brooke of Pennsylvania. Let us read what King
+has to say of a period of West Point football not widely known.</p>
+
+<p>"I first played on the '92 team," he says. "We had two Navy games before
+this, but they were not much as I look back upon them. At this time we
+had for practice that period of Saturday afternoon after inspection.
+That gave us from about 3 <span class="smcap">p.&nbsp;m.</span> on. We also had about fifteen
+minutes between dinner and the afternoon recitations, and such days as
+were too rainy to drill, and from 5:45 <span class="smcap">a.&nbsp;m.</span>, to 6:05 <span class="smcap">a.&nbsp;m.</span>
+Later in the year when it grew too cold to drill, we had the
+time after about 4:15 <span class="smcap">p.&nbsp;m.</span>, but it became dark so early that
+we didn't get much practice. We practiced signals even by moonlight.</p>
+
+<p>"Visiting teams used to watch us at inspection, two o'clock. We were in
+tight full dress clothes, standing at attention for thirty to forty-five
+minutes just before the game. A fine preparation for a stiff contest. We
+had quite a character by the name of Stacy, a Maine boy. He was a
+thickset chap, husky and fast. He never knew what it was to be stopped.
+He would fight it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</a></span>out to the end for every inch. Early in one of the
+Yale games he broke a rib and started another, but the more it hurt, the
+harder he played. In a contest with an athletic club in the last
+non-collegiate game we ever played, the opposing right tackle was
+bothering us. In a scrimmage Stacy twisted the gentleman's nose very
+severely and then backed away, as the man followed him, calling out to
+the Umpire. Stacy held his face up and took two of the nicest punches in
+the eyes that I ever saw. Of course, the Umpire saw it, and promptly
+ruled the puncher out, just as Stacy had planned.</p>
+
+<p>"Just before the Spanish War Stacy became ill. Orders were issued that
+regiments should send officers to the different cities for the purpose
+of recruiting. He was at this time not fit for field service, so was
+assigned to this duty. He protested so strongly that in some way he was
+able to join his regiment in time to go to Cuba with his men. He
+participated in all the work down there; and when it was over, even he
+had to give in. He was sent to Montauk Point in very bad shape. He
+rallied for a time and obtained sick leave. He went to his old home in
+Maine, where he died. It was his old football grit that kept him going
+in Cuba until the fighting was over.</p>
+
+<p>"No mention of West Point's football would be complete without the name
+of Dennis Michie. He is usually referred to as the Father of Foot<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[Pg 210]</a></span>ball
+at the Academy. He was captain of the first two teams we ever had. He
+played throughout the Navy game in '91 with ten boils on his back and
+neck. He was a backfield man and one of West Point's main line backers.
+He was most popular as a cadet and officer and was killed in action at
+San Juan, Cuba.</p>
+
+<p>"One of the longest runs when both yards and time are considered ever
+pulled off on a football field, was made by Duncan, '95, in our
+Princeton game of '93. Duncan got the ball on his 5-yard line on a
+fumble, and was well under way before he was discovered. Lott, '96,
+later a captain of Cavalry, followed Duncan to interfere from behind.
+The only Princeton man who sensed trouble was Doggy Trenchard. He set
+sail in pursuit. He soon caught up with Lott and would have caught
+Duncan, but for the latter's interference. Duncan finally scored the
+touchdown, having made the 105 yards in what would have been fast time
+for a Wefers.</p>
+
+<p>"We at West Point often speak of Balliet's being obliged to call on Phil
+King to back him up that day, as Ames, one of our greatest centres, was
+outplaying him, and of the rage of Phil King, because on every point,
+Nolan, '96, tackled him at once and prevented King from making those
+phenomenal runs which characterized his playing."</p>
+
+<p>Harmon Graves of Yale is a coach who has contributed much to West
+Point's football.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[Pg 211]</a></span></p><p>"Harmon Graves is too well known now as coach to need our praise," says
+a West Pointer, "but it is not only as a successful coach, but as a
+personal friend that he lives in the heart of every member of the team
+and indeed the entire corps. There will always be a sunny spot at West
+Point for Graves."</p>
+
+<p>In a recent talk with Harmon Graves he showed me a beautifully engraved
+watch presented to him by the Cadet Corps of West Point, a treasure
+prized.</p>
+
+<p>Of the privileged days spent at West Point Graves writes, as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"Every civilian who has the privilege of working with the officers and
+cadets at West Point to accomplish some worthy object comes away a far
+better man than when he went there. I was fortunate enough to be asked
+by them to help in the establishment of football at the Academy and for
+many years I gave the best I had and still feel greatly their debtor.</p>
+
+<p>"At West Point amateur sport flourishes in its perfection, and a very
+high standard of accomplishment has been attained in football. There are
+no cross-cuts to the kind of football success West Point has worked for:
+it is all a question of merit based on competency, accuracy and fearless
+execution. Those of us who have had the privilege of assisting in the
+development of West Point football have learned much of real value from
+the officers and cadets about the game and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</a></span>what really counts in the
+make-up of a successful team. It is fair to say that West Point has
+contributed a great deal to football generally and has, in spite of many
+necessary time restrictions, turned out some of the best teams and
+players in the last fifteen years.</p>
+
+<p>"The greatest credit is due to the Army Officers Athletic Association,
+which, through its football representatives, started right and then
+pursued a sound policy which has placed football at West Point on a firm
+basis, becoming the standing and dignity of the institution.</p>
+
+<p>"There have been many interesting and amusing incidents in connection
+with football at West Point which help to make up the tradition of the
+game there and are many times repeated at any gathering of officers and
+cadets. I well remember when Daly, the former Harvard Captain, modestly
+took his place as a plebe candidate for the team and sat in the front
+row on the floor of the gymnasium when I explained to the squad, and
+illustrated by the use of a blackboard, what he and every one else there
+knew was the then Yale defense. There was, perhaps, the suggestion of a
+smile all around when I began by saying that from then on we were
+gathered there for West Point and to make its team a success that season
+and not for the benefit of Harvard or Yale. He told me afterwards that
+he had never understood the defense as I had explained it. He mastered
+it and believed in it, as he won and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</a></span>kept his place on the team and
+learned some things from West Point football,&mdash;as we all did.</p>
+
+<p>"The rivalry with the Navy is wholesome and intense, as it should be. My
+friend, Paul Dashiell, who fully shares that feeling, has much to do
+with the success of the Navy team, and the development of football at
+the Naval Academy. After a West Point victory at Philadelphia, he came
+to the West Point dressing room and offered his congratulations. As I
+took his hand, I noted that tears were in his eyes and that his voice
+shook. The next year the Navy won and I returned the call. I was feeling
+rather grim, but when I found him surrounded by the happy Navy team, he
+was crying again and hardly smiled when I offered my congratulation, and
+told him that it really made no difference which team won for he cried
+anyway.</p>
+
+<p>"The sportsmanship and friendly rivalry which the Army and Navy game
+brings out in both branches of the Service is admirable and unique and
+reaches all officers on the day of the game wherever in the world they
+are. Real preparedness is an old axiom at West Point and it has been
+applied to football. There I learned to love my country and respect the
+manhood and efficiency of the Army officers in a better way than I did
+before. I recall the seasons I have spent there with gratitude and
+affection, both for the friends I have made and for the Army spirit."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</a></span></p><p>Siding with the Navy has enabled me to know West Point's strength. Any
+mention of West Point's football would be incomplete without the names
+of some officers who have not only safeguarded the game at West Point,
+but have been the able representatives of the Army's football during
+their service there. Such men are, Richmond P. Davis, Palmer E. Pierce,
+and W.&nbsp;R. Richardson.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">THE WAY THEY HAVE IN THE ARMY</p>
+
+<p>If there is any one man who has permanently influenced football at West
+Point that man is H.&nbsp;J. Koehler, for years Master of the Sword at the
+Academy. Under his active coaching some of the Army's finest players
+were developed. In recent years he has not been a member of the coaching
+staff, but he none the less never loses touch with the team and his
+advice concerning men and methods is always eagerly sought. By virtue of
+long experience at the Academy and because of an aptitude for analysis
+of the game itself he has been invaluable in harmonizing practice and
+play with peculiar local conditions.</p>
+
+<p>Any time the stranger seeks to delve either into the history or the
+constructive coaching of the game at the Academy, the younger men, as
+well as the older, will always answer your questions by saying "Go ask
+Koehler." Always a hard worker and serious thinker, he is apt to give
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[Pg 215]</a></span>an almost nightly demonstration during the season of the foundation
+principles of the game.</p>
+
+<p>Not only West Pointers, but also Yale and Princeton men, who had to face
+the elevens under Koehler's coaching will remember Romeyn, who, had he
+been kicking in the days of Felton, Mahan and the other long distance
+artillerists, might well have held his own, in the opinion of Army men.
+Nesbitt, Waldron and Scales were among the other really brilliant
+players whom Koehler developed. He was in charge of some of the teams
+that played the hardest schedules in the history of West Point football.
+One year the cadets met Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Syracuse and
+Penn State. Surely this was a season's work calculated to develop
+remarkable men, or break them in the making. Bettison, center, King
+Boyers at guard, and Bunker at tackle and half, were among the splendid
+players who survived this trial by fire. Casad, Clark and Phillips made
+up a backfield that would have been a credit to any of the colleges.</p>
+
+<p>Soon, however, the Army strength was greatly to be augmented by the
+acquisition of Charles Dudley Daly, fresh from four years of football at
+Harvard. Reputations made elsewhere do not count for much at West Point.
+The coaches were glad to have Plebe Daly come out for the squad, but
+they knew and he knew quite as well as they, that there are no short
+cuts to the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[Pg 216]</a></span>big "A." Now began a remarkable demonstration of football
+genius. Not only did the former Harvard Captain make the team, but his
+aid in coaching was also eagerly sought. An unusual move this, but a
+tribute to the new man.</p>
+
+<p>Daly was modesty itself in those days as he has been ever since, even
+when equipped with the yellow jacket and peacock feather of the head
+coach. As player and as coach and often as the two combined, Daly's
+connection with West Point football covered eight years, in the course
+of which he never played on or coached a losing team. His record against
+the Navy alone is seven victories and one tie, 146 points to 33. His
+final year's coaching was done in 1915. From West Point he was sent to
+Hawaii, whence he writes me, as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"There are certain episodes in the game that have always been of
+particular interest to me, such as Ely's game playing with broken ribs
+in the Harvard-Yale game of 1898; Charlie de Saulles' great playing with
+a sprained ankle in the Yale-Princeton game of the same year; the
+tackling of Bunker by Long of the Navy in the Army-Navy game of
+1902&mdash;the hardest tackle I have ever seen; and the daring quarterback
+work of Johnny Cutler in the Harvard-Dartmouth 1908 game, when he
+snatched victory from defeat in the last few minutes of play."</p>
+
+<p>Undoubtedly Daly's deep study of strategy and tactics as used in warfare
+had a great deal <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[Pg 217]</a></span>to do with his continued ascendency as a coach.
+Writing to Herbert Reed, one of the pencil and paper football men, with
+whom he had had many a long argument over the generalship of the game,
+he said in part:</p>
+
+<p>"Football within the limitations of the rules and sportsmanship is a war
+game. Either by force or by deception it advances through the opposition
+to the goal line, which might be considered the capital of the enemy."</p>
+
+<p>It was in Daly's first year that a huge Southerner, with a pleasant
+drawl, turned up in the plebe class. It was a foregone conclusion almost
+on sight that Ernest, better known to football men throughout the
+country as Pot Graves, would make the Eleven. He not only played the
+game almost flawlessly from the start, but he made so thorough a study
+of line play in general that his system, even down to the most intimate
+details of face to face coaching filed away for all time in that secret
+library of football methods at West Point, has come to be known as
+Graves' Bible.</p>
+
+<p>Daly, still with that ineradicable love for his own Alma Mater, lent a
+page or two from this tome to Harvard, and even the author appeared in
+person on Soldiers' Field. The manner in which Graves made personal
+demonstration of his teachings will not soon be forgotten by the Harvard
+men who had to face Pot Graves.</p>
+
+<p>Graves has always believed in the force men<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[Pg 218]</a></span>tioned in Daly's few lines
+quoted above on the subject of military methods as applied to football.
+While always declaring that the gridiron was no place for a fist fight,
+he always maintained that stalwarts should be allowed to fight it out
+with as little interference by rule as possible. As a matter of fact,
+Graves was badly injured in a game with Yale, and for a long time
+afterwards hobbled around with a troublesome knee. He knew the man who
+did it, but would never tell his name, and he contents himself with
+saying "I have no ill will&mdash;he got me first. If he hadn't I would have
+got him."</p>
+
+<p>A story is told of Graves' impatience with the members of a little
+luncheon party, who in the course of an argument on the new football,
+were getting away from the fundamentals. Rising and stepping over to the
+window of the Officers' Club, he said, with a sleepy smile: "Come here a
+minute, you fellows," and, pointing down to the roadway, added, "there's
+<i>my</i> team." Looking out of the window the other members of the party saw
+a huge steam roller snorting and puffing up the hill.</p>
+
+<p>Among the men who played football with Graves and were indeed of his
+type, were Doe and Bunker. Like Graves, Bunker in spite of his great
+weight, was fast enough to play in the backfield in those years when
+Army elevens were relying so much upon terrific power. Those <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[Pg 219]</a></span>were the
+days when substitutes had very little opportunity. In the final Navy
+game of 1902 the same eleven men played for the Army from start to
+finish.</p>
+
+<p>In this period of Army football other first-class men were developed,
+notably Torney, a remarkable back, Thompson, a guard, and Tom Hammond,
+who was later to make a reputation as an end coach. Bunker was still
+with this aggregation, an eleven that marched fifty yards for a
+touchdown in fifteen plays against the midshipmen. The Army was among
+the early Eastern teams to test Eastern football methods against those
+of the West, the Cadets defeating a team from the University of Chicago
+on the plains.</p>
+
+<p>The West Pointers had only one criticism to make of their visitors, and
+it was laconically put by one of the backs, who said:</p>
+
+<p>"They're all-fired fast, but it's funny how they stop when you tackle
+them."</p>
+
+<p>In this lineup was A.&nbsp;C. Tipton, at center, to whom belongs the honor of
+forcing the Rules Committee to change the code in one particular in
+order to stop a maneuver which he invented while in midcareer in a big
+game. No one will ever forget how, when chasing a loose ball and
+realizing that he had no chance to pick it up, he kicked it again and
+again until it crossed the final chalk mark where he fell on it for a
+touchdown. Tipton was something of a wrestler too, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[Pg 220]</a></span>as a certain
+Japanese expert in the art of Jiu-jitsu can testify and indeed did
+testify on the spot after the doctors had brought him too.</p>
+
+<p>There was no lowering of the standards in the succeeding years, which
+saw the development of players like Hackett, Prince, Farnsworth and
+Davis. Those years too saw the rise of such wonderful forwards as W.&nbsp;W.
+(Red) Erwin and that huge man from Alaska, D.&nbsp;D. Pullen.</p>
+
+<p>Coming now to more recent times, the coaching was turned over to H.&nbsp;M.
+Nelly, assisted by Joseph W. Beacham, fresh from chasing the little
+brown brother in the Philippines. Beacham had made a great reputation at
+Cornell, and there was evidence that he had kept up with the game at
+least in the matter of strategic possibilities, even while in the
+tangled jungle of Luzon. He brought with him even more than that&mdash;an
+uncanny ability to see through the machinery of the team and pick out
+its human qualities, upon which he never neglected to play. There have
+been few coaches closer to his men than Joe.</p>
+
+<p>Whenever I talk football with Joe Beacham he never forgets to mention
+Vaughn Cooper, to whom he gives a large share of the credit for the good
+work of his elevens. Cooper was of the quiet type, whose specialty was
+defense. These two made a great team.</p>
+
+<p>It was in this period that West Point saw the development of one of its
+greatest field generals. There was nothing impressive in the physical
+ap<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[Pg 221]</a></span>pearance of little H.&nbsp;L. Hyatt. A reasonably good man, ball in hand,
+his greatest value lay in his head work. As the West Point trainer said
+one day: "I've got him all bandaged up like a leg in a puttee, but from
+the neck up he's a piece of ice." The charts of games in which Hyatt ran
+the team are set before the squad each year as examples, not merely of
+perfect generalship, but of the proper time to violate that generalship
+and make it go, a distinction shared by Prichard, who followed in his
+footsteps with added touches of his own.</p>
+
+<p>One cannot mention Prichard's name without thinking at once of Merillat,
+who, with Prichard, formed one of the finest forward passing
+combinations the game has seen. Both at Franklin Field and at the Polo
+Grounds this pair brought woe to the Navy.</p>
+
+<p>These stars had able assistance in the persons of McEwan, one of the
+greatest centers the game has seen and who was chosen to lead the team
+in 1916, Weyand, Neyland and O'Hare, among the forwards, and the
+brilliant and sturdy Oliphant in the backfield, the man whose slashing
+play against the Navy in 1915 will never be forgotten. Oliphant was of a
+most unusual type. Even when he was doing the heaviest damage to the
+Navy Corps the midshipmen could not but admire his wonderful work.</p>
+
+<p>What the Hustlers are to Annapolis the Cullom Hall team is to West
+Point. It is made up <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[Pg 222]</a></span>of the leftovers from the first squad and
+substitutes. One would travel far afield in search of a team with more
+spirit and greater pep in action, whether playing in outside games, or
+as their coach would put it, "showing up" the first Eleven. Not
+infrequently a player of the highest caliber is developed in this squad
+and taken to the first eleven.</p>
+
+<p>The Cullom Hall squad, whose eleven generally manages to clean up some
+of the strongest school teams of the Hudson Valley, draws not a little
+of its spirit, I think, from the late Lieutenant E.&nbsp;M. Zell, better
+known at the Academy as "Jobey." It was a treat to see the Cullom Hall
+team marching down the field against the first Eleven with the roly-poly
+figure of Jobey in the thick of every scrimmage, coaching at the top of
+his lungs, even when bowled over by the interference of his own pupils.
+Since his time the squad has been turned over to Lieutenants Sellack and
+Crawford, who have kept alive the traditions and the playing spirit of
+this unique organization.</p>
+
+<p>Their reward for the bruising, hard work, with hardly a shadow of the
+hope of getting their letter, comes in seeing the great game itself.
+Like the college scrub teams the hardest rooters for the Varsity are to
+be found in their ranks.</p>
+
+<p>Now for the game itself. Always hard fought, always well fought, there
+is perhaps no clash of all the year that so wakes the interest of the
+gen<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[Pg 223]</a></span>eral public, that vast throng which, without college affiliations,
+is nevertheless hungry for the right of allegiance somewhere, somehow.</p>
+
+<p>While the Service Elevens are superbly supported by the men who have
+been through the exacting mill at West Point and Annapolis&mdash;their
+sweethearts and wives, not to mention sisters, cousins, uncles and
+aunts&mdash;they are urged on to battle by that great impartial public which
+believes that in a sense these two teams belong to it. It is not
+uncommon to find men who have had no connection with either academy in
+hot argument as to the relative merits of the teams.</p>
+
+<p>Once in the stands some apparently trifling thing begets a partisanship
+that this class of spectator is wont to wonder at after it is all over.</p>
+
+<p>Whether in Philadelphia in the earlier history of these contests on
+neutral ground, or in New York, Army and Navy Day has become by tacit
+consent the nearest thing to a real gridiron holiday. For the civilian
+who has been starved for thrilling action and the chance to cheer
+through the autumn days, the jam at the hotels used as headquarters by
+the followers of the two elevens satisfies a yearning that he has
+hitherto been unable to define. There too, is found a host of old-time
+college football men and coaches who hold reunion and sometimes even
+bury hatchets. Making his way through the crowds and jogging elbows with
+the heroes of a sport that he understands only as organized combat he
+becomes <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[Pg 224]</a></span>obsessed with the spirit of the two fighting institutions.</p>
+
+<p>Once in possession of the coveted ticket he hies himself to the field as
+early as possible, if he is wise, in order to enjoy the preliminaries
+which are unlike those at any other game. Soon his heart beats faster,
+attuned to the sound of tramping feet without the gates. The measured
+cadence swells, draws nearer, and the thousands rise as one, when first
+the long gray column and then the solid ranks of blue swing out upon the
+field. The precision of the thing, the realization that order and system
+can go so far as to hold in check to the last moment the enthusiasms of
+these youngsters thrills him to the core. Then suddenly gray ranks and
+blue alike break for the stands, there to cut loose such a volume of now
+orderly, now merely frenzied noise as never before smote his ears.</p>
+
+<p>It is inspiration and it is novelty. The time, the place and the men
+that wake the loyalty dormant in every man which, sad to say, so seldom
+has a chance of expression.</p>
+
+<p>Around the field are ranged diplomat, dignitary of whatsoever rank, both
+native and foreign. In common with those who came to see, as well as to
+be seen&mdash;and who does not boast of having been to the Army-Navy
+game&mdash;they rise uncovered as the only official non-partisan of football
+history enters the gates&mdash;the President of the United States. Throughout
+one half of the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span>game he lends his support to one Academy and in the
+intermission makes triumphal progress across the field, welcomed on his
+arrival by a din of shouting surpassing all previous effort, there to
+support their side.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo28" id="illo28"><img src="images/illo28.jpg" width="600" height="374" alt="Cadets and Middies entering the field" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">CADETS AND MIDDIES ENTERING THE FIELD</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>It is perhaps one of those blessed hours in the life of a man upon whom
+the white light so pitilessly beats, when he can indulge in the popular
+sport, to him so long denied, of being merely human.</p>
+
+<p>Men, methods, moods pass on. The years roll by, taking toll of every one
+of us from highest to lowest. Yet, whether we are absorbed in the game
+of games, or whether we look upon it as so many needs must merely as a
+spectacle, the Army-Navy game will remain a milestone never to be
+uprooted. I have spoken elsewhere and at length of football traditions.
+The Army-Navy game is not merely a football tradition but an American
+institution. It is for all the people every time.</p>
+
+<p>May this great game go on forever, serene in its power to bring out the
+best that is in us, and when the Great Bugler sounds the silver-sweet
+call of taps for all too many, there will still be those who in their
+turn will answer the call of reveille to carry on the traditions of the
+great day that was ours.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XIII" id="CHAPTER_XIII"></a>CHAPTER XIII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">HARD LUCK IN THE GAME</p>
+
+
+<p>It is as true in football, as it is in life, that we have no use for a
+quitter. The man who shirks in time of need&mdash;indeed there is no part in
+this chapter or in this book for such a man. Football was never made for
+him. He is soon discovered and relegated to the side line. He is hounded
+throughout his college career, and afterwards he is known as a man who
+was yellow. As Garry Cochran used to say:</p>
+
+<p>"If I find any man on my football squad showing a white feather, I'll
+have him hounded out of college."</p>
+
+<p>Football is a game for the man who has nerve, and when put to the test,
+under severe handicap, proves his sterling worth.</p>
+
+<p>A man has to be game in spirit. A man has to give every inch there is in
+him. Optimism should surround him. There is much to be gained by hearty
+co-operation of spirit. There is much in the thought that you believe
+your team is going to win; that the opposing team cannot beat you; that
+if your opponent wins, it is going to be over your dead body. This sort
+of spirit is contagious, and generally passes from one to the other,
+until you have a wonderful team spirit, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span>and eleven men are found
+fighting like demons for victory. Such a spirit generally means a
+victory, and so gets its reward. There must be no dissenting spirit. If
+there is such a spirit discernible, it should be weeded out immediately.</p>
+
+<p>Some years ago the Princeton players were going to the field house to
+dress for the Harvard game. The captain and two of the players were
+walking ahead of the rest of the members of the team. The game was under
+discussion, when the captain overheard one of the players behind him
+remark:</p>
+
+<p>"I believe Harvard will win to-day."</p>
+
+<p>Shocked by this remark, the captain, who was one of those thoroughbreds
+who never saw anything but victory ahead, full of hope and confidence in
+his team, turned and discovered that the remark came from one of his
+regular players. Addressing him, he said:</p>
+
+<p>"Well! If you feel that way about it, you need not even put on your
+suit. I have a substitute, who is game to the core. He will take your
+place."</p>
+
+<p>It is true that teams have been ruined where the men lack the great
+quality of optimism in football. When a man gets in a tight place, when
+the odds are all against him, there comes to him an amazing superhuman
+strength, which enables him to work out wonders. At such a time men have
+been known to do what seemed almost impossible.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span></p><p>I recall being out in the country in my younger days and seeing a man,
+who had become irrational, near the roadside, where some heavy logs were
+piled. This man, who ordinarily was only a man of medium strength, was
+picking up one end of a log and tossing it around&mdash;a log, which,
+ordinarily, would have taken three men to lift. In the bewildering and
+exciting problems of football, there are instances similar to this,
+where a small man on one team, lined up against a giant in the opposing
+rush line, and game though handicapped in weight there comes to him at
+such a time a certain added strength, by which he was able to handle
+successfully the duty which presented itself to him.</p>
+
+<p>I have found it to be the rule rather than the exception, that the big
+man in football did not give me the most trouble; it was the man much
+smaller than myself. Other big linemen have found it to be true. Many a
+small man has made a big man look ridiculous.</p>
+
+<p>Bill Caldwell, who used to weigh over 200 pounds when he played guard on
+the Cornell team some years ago, has this to say:</p>
+
+<p>"I want to pay a tribute to a young man who gave me my worst seventy
+minutes on the football field. His name was Payne. He played left guard
+for Lehigh. He weighed about 145 pounds; was of slight build and seemed
+to have a sort of sickly pallor. I have never seen him since, but I take
+this occasion to say this was the great<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span>est little guard I ever met. At
+least he was great that day. Payne had been playing back of the line
+during part of the season, but was put in at guard against me. I had a
+hunch that he was going to bite me in the ankle, when he lined up the
+first time, for he bristled up and tore into me like a wild cat. I have
+met a goodish few guards in my day, and was accustomed to almost any
+form of warfare, but this Payne went around me, like a cooper around a
+barrel, and broke through the line and downed the runners in their
+tracks. On plunges straight at him, he went to the mat and grabbed every
+leg in sight and hung on for dear life. He darted through between my
+legs; would vault over me; what he did to me was a shame. He was not
+rough, but was just the opposite. I never laid a hand on him all the
+afternoon. He would make a world beater in the game as it is played
+to-day."</p>
+
+<p>Whenever Brown University men get together and speak of their wonderful
+quarterbacks, the names of Sprackling and Crowther are always mentioned.
+Both of these men were All-American quarterbacks. Crowther filled the
+position after Sprackling graduated. He weighed only 134 pounds, but he
+gave everything he had in him&mdash;game, though handicapped in weight. In
+the Harvard game of that year, about the middle of the second half,
+Haughton sent word over to Robinson, the Brown coach, that he ought to
+take the little fellow out; that he was too small <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span>to play football, and
+was in danger of being seriously injured. Crowther, however, was like an
+India-rubber ball and not once during the season had he received any
+sort of injury. Robby told Crowther what Haughton had suggested, and
+smiling, the latter said:</p>
+
+<p>"Tell him not to worry about me; better look out for himself."</p>
+
+<p>On the next play Crowther took the ball and went around Harvard's end
+for forty yards, scoring a touchdown. After he had kicked the goal, the
+little fellow came over to the side line, and said to Robby:</p>
+
+<p>"Send word over to Haughton and ask him how he likes that. Ask him if he
+thinks I'm all in? Perhaps he would like to have me quit now."</p>
+
+<p>In the Yale game that year Crowther was tackled by Pendleton, one of the
+big Yale guards. It so happened that Pendleton was injured several times
+when he tackled Crowther and time had to be taken out. Finally the big
+fellow was obliged to quit, and as he was led off the field, Crowther
+hurried over to him, reaching up, placed his hands on his shoulder and
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"Sorry, old man! I didn't mean to hurt you." Pendleton, who weighed well
+over 200 pounds, looked down upon the little fellow, but said never a
+word.</p>
+
+<p>It is most unpleasant to play in a game where a man is injured. Yet
+still more distressing when you realize that you yourself injured
+an<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span>other player, especially one of your own team mates.</p>
+
+<p>In the Brown game of 1898, at Providence, Bosey Reiter, Princeton's star
+halfback, made a flying tackle of a Brown runner. The latter was
+struggling hard, trying his best to get away from Reiter. At this moment
+I was coming along and threw myself upon the Brown man to prevent his
+advancing further. In the mixup my weight struck Bosey and fractured his
+collar-bone. It was a severe loss to the team, and only one who has had
+a similar experience can appreciate my feelings, as well as the team's,
+on the journey back to Princeton.</p>
+
+<p>We were to play Yale the following Saturday at Princeton. I knew
+Reiter's injury was so serious that he could not possibly play in that
+game.</p>
+
+<p>The following Saturday, as that great football warrior lay in his bed at
+the infirmary, the whistle blew for the start of the Yale game. We all
+realized Reiter was not there: not even on the side lines, and Arthur
+Poe said, at the start of the game:</p>
+
+<p>"Play for Bosey Reiter. He can't play for himself to-day."</p>
+
+<p>This spurred us on to better team work and to victory. The attendants at
+the hospital told us later that they never had had such a lively
+patient. He kept things stirring from start to finish of the gridiron
+battle. As the reports of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span>the game were brought to him, he joined in
+the thrill of the play.</p>
+
+<p>"My injury proved a blessing," says Reiter, "as it gave me an extra
+year, for in those days a year did not count in football, unless you
+played against Yale, and when I made the touchdown against Yale the
+following season, it was a happy moment for me."</p>
+
+<p>All is not clear sailing in football. The breaks must come some time.
+They may come singly or in a bunch, but whenever they do come, it takes
+courage to buck the hard luck in the game. Just when things get nicely
+under way one of the star players is injured, which means the systematic
+team work is handicapped. It is not the team, as a whole that I am
+thinking of, but the pangs of sorrow which go down deep into a fellow's
+soul, when he finds that he is injured; that he is in the hands of the
+doctor. It is then he realizes that he is only a spoke in the big wheel;
+that the spirit of the game puts another man in his place. The game goes
+on. Nature is left to do her best for him.</p>
+
+<p>Let us for a while consider the player who does not realize, until after
+the game is over, that he is hurt. It is after the contest, when the
+excitement has ceased, when reaction sets in, that a doctor and trainer
+can take stock of the number and extent of casualties.</p>
+
+<p>When such injured men are discovered, at a time like that, we wonder how
+they ever played <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span>the game out. In fact the man never knew he was
+injured until the game was over. No more loyal supporter of football
+follows the big games than Reggi Wentworth, Williams, '91.</p>
+
+<p>He is most loyal to Bill Hotchkiss, Williams '91.</p>
+
+<p>"At Williamstown, one year," Wentworth says, "Hotchkiss, who was a
+wonderful all round guard, probably as great a football player as ever
+lived (at least I think so) played with the Williams team on a field
+covered with mud and snow three inches deep. The game was an unusually
+severe one, and Hotchkiss did yeoman's work that day.</p>
+
+<p>"As we ran off the field, after the game, I happened to stop, turned,
+and discovered Hotchkiss standing on the side of the field, with his
+feet planted well apart, like an old bull at bay. I went back where he
+was and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Come on, Bill, what's the matter?'</p>
+
+<p>"'I don't know,' said he. 'There's something the matter with my ankles.
+I don't think I can walk.'</p>
+
+<p>"He took one step and collapsed. I got a boy's sled, which was on the
+field, laid Hotchkiss on it and took him to his room, only to find that
+both ankles were sprained. He did not leave his room for two weeks and
+walked with crutches for two weeks more. It seemed almost unbelievable
+that a man handicapped as he was could play the game through. Splints
+and ankle <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span>braces were unknown in those days. He went on the field with
+two perfectly good ankles. How did he do it?"</p>
+
+<p>Charles H. Huggins, of Brown University, better known perhaps, simply as
+"Huggins of Brown," recalls a curious case in a game on Andrews Field:</p>
+
+<p>"Stewart Jarvis, one of the Brown ends, made a flying tackle. As he did
+so, he felt something snap in one of his legs. We carried him off to the
+field house, making a hasty investigation. We found nothing more
+apparent than a bruise. I bundled him off to college in a cab; gave him
+a pair of crutches; told him not to go out until our doctor could
+examine the injury at six o'clock that evening. When the doctor arrived
+at his room, Jarvis was not there. He had gone to the training table for
+dinner. The doctor hurried to the Union dining-room, only to find that
+Jarvis had discarded the crutches and with some of the boys had gone out
+to Rhodes, then, as now, a popular resort for the students. Later, we
+learned that he danced several times. The next morning an X-ray clearly
+showed a complete fracture of the tibia.</p>
+
+<p>"How it was possible for a man, with a broken leg, to walk around and
+dance, as he did, is more than I can fathom."</p>
+
+<p>What is there in a man's make-up that leads him to conceal from the
+trainer an injury that he receives in a game; that makes him stay in the
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span>field of play? Why is it that he disregards himself, and goes on in the
+game, suffering physical as well as mental tortures, plucky though
+handicapped? The playing of such men is extended far beyond the point of
+their usefulness. Yes, even into the danger zone. Such men give
+everything they have in them while it lasts. It is not intelligent
+football, however, and what might be called bravery is foolishness after
+all. It is an unwritten law in football that a fresh substitute is far
+superior to a crippled star. The keen desire to remain in the game is so
+firmly fixed in his mind that he is willing to sacrifice himself, and at
+the same time by concealing his injury from the trainer and coaches he,
+unconsciously, is sacrificing his team; his power is gone.</p>
+
+<p>One of the greatest exhibitions of grit ever seen in a football game was
+given by Harry Watson of Williams in a game at Newton Center between
+Williams and Dartmouth. He was knocked out about eight times but
+absolutely refused to leave the field.</p>
+
+<p>Another was furnished by W.&nbsp;H. Lewis, the Amherst captain and center
+rush, against Williams in his last game at Amherst&mdash;the score was 0-0 on
+a wet field. Williams was a big favorite but Lewis played a wonderful
+game, and was all over the field on the defense. When the game was over
+he was carried off, but refused to leave the field until the final
+whistle.</p>
+
+<p>One of the most thrilling stories of a man who <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span>was game, though
+handicapped, is told by Morris Ely, quarterback for Yale, 1898.</p>
+
+<p>"My most vivid recollection of the Harvard-Yale game of 1898 is that
+Harvard won by the largest score Yale had ever been beaten by up to that
+time, 17 to 0. Next, that the game seemed unusually long. I believe I
+proved a good exponent of the theory of being in good condition. I
+started the game at 135 pounds, in the best physical condition I have
+ever enjoyed, and while I managed to accumulate two broken ribs, a
+broken collar-bone and a sprained shoulder, I was discharged by the
+doctor in less than three weeks as good as ever.</p>
+
+<p>"I received the broken ribs in the first half when Percy Jaffrey fell on
+me with a proper intention of having me drop a fumbled ball behind our
+goal line, which would have given Harvard an additional touchdown
+instead of a touchback. I did not know just what had gone wrong but
+tried to help it out by putting a shin guard under my jersey over the
+ribs during the intermission. No one knew I was hurt.</p>
+
+<p>"In the second half I tried to stop one of Ben Dibblee's runs on a punt
+and got a broken collar-bone, but not Dibblee. About the end of the game
+we managed to work a successful double pass and I carried the ball to
+Harvard's ten-yard line when Charlie Daly, who was playing back on
+defense, stopped any chance we had of scoring by a hard tackle. There
+was no getting <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span>away from him that day, and as I had to carry the ball
+in the wrong arm with no free arm to use to ward him off, I presume, I
+got off pretty well with only a sprained shoulder. The next play ended
+the game, when Stub Chamberlin tried a quick place goal from the field
+and, on a poor pass and on my poor handling of the ball, hit the goal
+post and the ball bounded back. I admit that just about that time the
+whistle sounded pretty good as apparently the entire Harvard team landed
+on us in their attempt to block a kick."</p>
+
+<p>Val Flood, once a trainer at Princeton, recalls a game at New Haven,
+when Princeton was playing Yale:</p>
+
+<p>"Frank Bergen was quarterback," he says. "I saw he was not going right,
+and surprised the coaches by asking them to make a change. They asked me
+to wait. In a few minutes I went to them again, with the same result. I
+came back a third time, and insisted that he be taken out. A substitute
+was put in. I will never forget Bergen's face when he burst into tears
+and asked me who was responsible for his being taken out. I told him I
+was. It almost broke his heart, for he had always regarded me as a
+friend. I knew how much he wanted to play the game out. He lived in New
+Haven. When the doctor examined him, it was found that he had three
+broken ribs. There was great danger of one of them piercing his lungs
+had he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span>continued in the game. Of course, there are lots of boys that
+are willing to do such things for their Alma Mater, but the gamest of
+all is the man who, with a broken neck to start with, went out and put
+in four years of college football. I refer to Eddie Hart, who was not
+only the gamest, but one of the strongest, quickest, cleanest men that
+ever played the game, and any one who knows Eddie Hart and those who
+have seen him play, know that he never saved himself but played the game
+for all it was worth. He was the life and spirit of every team he ever
+played on at Exeter or Princeton."</p>
+
+<p>Ed Wylie, an enthusiastic Hill School Alumnus, football player at Hill
+and Yale, tells the following anecdote:</p>
+
+<p>"The nerviest thing I ever saw in a football game was in the
+Hill-Hotchkiss 0 to 0 game in 1904. At the start of the second half,
+Arthur Cable, who was Hill's quarterback, broke his collar-bone. He
+concealed the fact and until the end of the game, no one knew how badly
+he was hurt. He was in every play, and never had time called but once.
+He caught a couple of punts with his one good arm and every other punt
+he attempted to catch and muffed he saved the ball from the other side
+by falling on it. In the same game, a peculiar thing happened to me. I
+tackled Ted Coy about fifteen minutes before the end of the game, and
+until I awoke hours later, lying in a drawing-room car, pulling into
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span>the Grand Central Station, my mind was a blank. Yet I am told the last
+fifteen minutes of the game I played well, especially when our line was
+going to pieces. I made several gains on the offensive, never missed a
+signal and punted two or three times when close to our goal line."</p>
+
+<p>No less noteworthy is the spirit of a University of Pennsylvania player,
+who was handicapped during his gridiron career with Penn' by many severe
+injuries. This man had worked as hard as any one possibly could to make
+the varsity for three years. His last year was no different from
+previous seasons; injuries always worked against him. In his final year
+he had broken his leg early in the season. A short time before the
+Cornell game he appeared upon the field in football togs, full of spirit
+and determined to get in the game if they needed him. This was his last
+chance to play on the Penn' team.</p>
+
+<p>I was an official in that game. Near its close I saw him warming up on
+the side line. His knee was done up in a plaster cast. He could do
+nothing better than hobble along the side lines, but in the closing
+moments when Penn' had the game well in hand, a mighty shout went up
+from the side lines, as that gallant fellow, who had been handicapped
+all during his football career, rushed out upon the field to take his
+place as the defensive halfback. Cornell had the ball, and they were
+making a tremendous ef<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span>fort to score. The Cornell captain, not knowing
+of this man's physical condition, sent a play in his direction. The
+interference of the big red team crashed successfully around the Penn'
+end and there was left only this plucky, though handicapped player,
+between the Cornell runner and a touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>Putting aside all personal thought, he rushed in and made a wonderful
+tackle. Then this hero was carried off the field, and with him the
+tradition of one who was willing to sacrifice himself for the sport he
+loved.</p>
+
+<p>Andy Smith, a former University of Pennsylvania player, was a man who
+was game through and through. He seemed to play better in a severe game,
+when the odds were against him. Smith had formerly been at Pennsylvania
+State College. In a game between Penn' State and Dartmouth, Fred
+Crolius, of Dartmouth, says of Smith:</p>
+
+<p>"Andy Smith was one of the gamest men I ever played against. This big,
+determined, husky offensive fullback and defensive end, when he wasn't
+butting his head into our impregnable line, was smashing an interference
+that nearly killed him in every other play. Battered and bruised he kept
+coming on, and to every one's surprise he lasted the entire game. Years
+afterward he showed me the scars on his head, where the wounds had
+healed, with the na&iuml;ve remark:<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span> 'Some team you fellows had that year,
+Fred.' Some team was right. And we all remember Andy and his own
+individual greatness."</p>
+
+<p>There is no finer, unselfish spirit brought out in football, than that
+evidenced in the following story, told by Shep Homans, an old time
+Princeton fullback:</p>
+
+<p>"A young fellow named Hodge, who was quarterback on the Princeton scrub,
+was making a terrific effort to play the best he could on the last day
+of practice before the Yale game. He had hoped even at the last hour
+that the opportunity might be afforded him to be a substitute quarter in
+the game. However, his leg was broken in a scrimmage. As he lay on the
+ground in great pain, realizing what had happened and forgetting
+himself, he looked up and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'I'm mighty glad it is not one of the regulars who is hurt, so that our
+chance against Yale will not be affected.'"</p>
+
+<p>Crolius, one of the hardest men to stop that Dartmouth ever had, tells
+of Arthur Poe's gameness, when they played together on the Homestead
+Athletic Club team, after they left college. "Arthur Poe was about as
+game a man as the football world ever saw. He was handicapped in his
+playing by a knee which would easily slip out of place. We men who
+played with him on the Homestead team were often <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span>stopped after Arthur
+had made a magnificent tackle and had broken up heavy interference, with
+this quiet request:</p>
+
+<p>"'Pull my bum knee back into place.'</p>
+
+<p>"After this was done, he would jump up and no one would ever know that
+it had been out. This man, who perhaps was the smallest man playing at
+that time, was absolutely unprotected. His suit consisted of a pair of
+shoes, stockings, unpadded pants, jersey and one elastic knee bandage."</p>
+
+<p>Mike Donohue, a Yale man who had been coach at Auburn for many years,
+vouches for the following story:</p>
+
+<p>When Mike went to Auburn and for several years thereafter he had no one
+to assist him, except a few of the old players, who would drop in for a
+day or so during the latter part of the season. One afternoon Mike
+happened to glance down at the lower end of the field where a squad of
+grass-cutters (the name given to the fourth and fifth teams) were
+booting the ball around, when he noticed a pretty good sized boy who was
+swinging his foot into the ball with a good stiff leg and was kicking
+high and getting fine distance. Mike made a mental note of this fact and
+decided to investigate later, as a good punter was very hard to find.</p>
+
+<p>Later in the afternoon he again looked towards the lower end of the
+field and saw that the grass-cutters were lining up for a scrimmage
+among <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span>themselves, using that part of the field, which was behind the
+goal post, so he dismissed the squad with which he had been working and
+went down to see what the boy he had noticed early in the afternoon
+really looked like. When he arrived he soon found the boy he was looking
+for. He was playing left end and Mike immediately noticed that he had
+his right leg extended perfectly straight behind him. Stopping the play,
+Mike went over to the fellow and slapping him on the back said:</p>
+
+<p>"Don't keep that right leg stiff behind you like that. Pull it up under
+you. Bend it at the knee so you can get a good start."</p>
+
+<p>With a sad expression on his face, and tears almost in his eyes, the boy
+turned to Mike and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Coach, that damn thing won't bend. It's wood."</p>
+
+<p>Vonalbalde Gammon, one of the few players who met his death in an
+intercollegiate game, lived at Rome, Georgia, and entered the University
+of Georgia in 1896. He made the team his first year, playing quarterback
+on the eleven which was coached by Pop Warner and which won the Southern
+championship. He received the injury which caused his death in the
+Georgia-Virginia game, played in Atlanta, Georgia, on October 30th,
+1897. He was a fine fellow personally and one of the most popular men at
+the University. As a football player, he was an ex<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span>cellent punter, a
+good plunger, and a strong defensive man. On account of his kicking and
+plunging ability he was moved to fullback in his second year.</p>
+
+<p>In the Virginia game he backed up the line on the defense. All that
+afternoon he worked like a Trojan to hold in check the powerful masses
+Virginia had been driving at the tackles. Early in the second half Von
+dove in and stopped a mass aimed at Georgia's right tackle, but when the
+mass was untangled, he was unable to get up. An examination showed that
+he was badly hurt. In a minute or two, however, he revived and was set
+on his feet and was being taken from the field by Coach McCarthy, when
+Captain Kent, thinking that he was not too badly hurt to continue in the
+game, said to him:</p>
+
+<p>"Von, you are not going to give up, are you?"</p>
+
+<p>"No, Bill," he replied, "I've got too much Georgia grit for that."</p>
+
+<p>These were his last words, for upon reaching the side lines he lapsed
+into unconsciousness and died at two o'clock the next morning.</p>
+
+<p>Gammon's death ended the football season that year at the University. It
+also came very near ending football in the State of Georgia, as the
+Legislature was in session, and immediately passed a bill prohibiting
+the playing of the game in the State.</p>
+
+<p>However, Mrs. Gammon&mdash;Von's mother&mdash;made <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span>a strong, earnest and personal
+appeal to Governor Atkinson to veto the bill, which he did.</p>
+
+<p>Had it not been for Mrs. Gammon, football would certainly have been
+abolished in the State of Georgia by an act of the Legislature of 1897.</p>
+
+<p>I knew a great guard whose whole heart was set on making the Princeton
+team, and on playing against Yale. This man made the team. In a
+Princeton-Columbia game he was trying his best to stop that wonderful
+Columbia player, Harold Weekes, who with his great hurdling play was
+that season's sensation. In his hurdling he seemed to take his life in
+his hands, going over the line of the opposing team feet first. When the
+great guard of the Princeton team to whom I refer tried to stop Weekes,
+his head collided with Weekes' feet and was badly cut.</p>
+
+<p>The trainer rushed upon the field, sponged and dressed the wound and the
+guard continued to play. But that night it was discovered that blood
+poisoning had set in. There was gloom on the team when this became
+known. But John Dana, lying there injured in the hospital, and knowing
+how badly his services were needed in the coming game with Yale, with
+his ambition unsatisfied, used his wits to appear better than he really
+was in order to get discharged from the hospital and back on the team.</p>
+
+<p>The physician who attended him has told me since that Dana would keep
+his mouth open slyly <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span>when the nurse was taking his temperature so that
+it would not be too high and the chart would make it appear that he was
+all right.</p>
+
+<p>At any rate, he seemed to improve steadily, and finally reported to the
+trainer, Jim Robinson, two days before the Yale game. He was full of
+hope and the coaches decided to have Robinson give him a try-out, so
+that they could decide whether he was as fit as he was making it appear
+he was.</p>
+
+<p>I shall never forget watching that heroic effort, as Robinson took him
+out behind the training house, to make the final test. With a head-gear,
+especially made for him, Dana settled down in his regular position,
+ready for the charge, anticipating the oncoming Yale halfback and
+throbbing with eagerness to tackle the man with the ball.</p>
+
+<p>Then he plunged forward, both arms extended, but handicapped by his
+terrible injury, he toppled over upon his face, heart-broken. The spirit
+was there, but he was physically unfit for the task.</p>
+
+<p>The Yale game started without Dana, and as he sat there on the side
+lines and saw Princeton go down to defeat, he was overcome with the
+thought of his helplessness. He was needed, but he didn't have a chance.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XIV" id="CHAPTER_XIV"></a>CHAPTER XIV</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">BRINGING HOME THE BACON</p>
+
+
+<p>Happy is the thought of victory, and while we realize that there should
+always be eleven men in every play, each man doing his duty, there
+frequently comes a time in a game, when some one man earns the credit
+for winning the game, and brings home the bacon. Maybe he has been the
+captain of the team, with a wonderful power of leadership which had held
+the Eleven together all season and made his team a winning one. From the
+recollections of some of the victories, from the experiences of the men
+who participated in them and made victory possible, let us play some of
+those games over with some of the heroes of past years.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Billy Bull</span></p>
+
+<p>One of the truly great bacon-getters of the past is Yale's Billy Bull.
+Football history is full of his exploits when he played on the Yale team
+in '85, '86, '87 and '88. Old-time players can sit up all night telling
+stories of the games in which he scored for Yale. His kicking proved a
+winning card and in happy recollection the old-<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span>timers tell of Bull, the
+hero of many a game, being carried off the field on the shoulders of an
+admiring crowd of Yale men after a big victory.</p>
+
+<p>"In the course of my years at Yale, six big games were played," says
+Bull, "four with Princeton and two with Harvard. I was fortunate in
+being able to go through all of them, sustaining no injury whatsoever,
+except in the last game with Princeton. In this game, Channing came
+through to me in the fullback position and in tackling him I received a
+scalp wound which did not, however, necessitate my removal from the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>"Of the six games played, only one was lost, and that was the Lamar game
+in the fall of '85. In the five games won I was the regular kicker in
+the last three, and, in two of these, kicking proved to be the deciding
+factor. Thus in '87&mdash;Yale 17, Harvard 8&mdash;two place kicks and one drop
+kick were scored in the three attempts, totaling nine points.
+Considering the punting I did that day, and the fact that both
+place-kicks were scored from close to the side lines, I feel that that
+game represents my best work.</p>
+
+<p>"The third year of my play was undoubtedly my best year; in fact the
+only year in which I might lay claim to being anything of a kicker. Thus
+in the Rutgers game of '87 I kicked twelve straight goals from
+placement. Counting the two goals from touchdowns against Princeton I
+had a batting average of 1000 in three games.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span></p><p>"Through the last year I was handicapped with a lame kicking leg and
+was out of form, for in the final game with Princeton that year, '88, I
+tried at least four times before scoring the first field goal of the
+game. In the second half I had but one chance and that was successful.
+This was the 10-0 game, in which all the points were scored by kicking,
+although the ground was wet and slippery.</p>
+
+<p>"It is of interest to note, in connection with drop-kicking in the old
+days, that the proposition was not the simple matter it is to-day. Then,
+the ball had to go through the quarter's hands, and the kicker in
+consequence had so little time in which to get the ball away that he was
+really forced to kick in his tracks and immediately on receipt of the
+ball. Fortunately I was able to do both, and I never had a try for a
+drop blocked, and only one punt, the latter due to the fact that the
+ball was down by the side line, and I could not run to the left (which
+would have taken me out of bounds) before kicking.</p>
+
+<p>"Perhaps one of the greatest sources of satisfaction to me, speaking of
+punting in particular, was the fact that I was never blocked by
+Princeton. And yet it was extremely fortunate for me that I was a
+left-footed kicker and thus could run away from Cowan, who played a left
+tackle before kicking. If I had had to use my right foot I doubt if I
+could have got away with anything, for Cowan was certainly a wonderful
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span>player and could get through the Yale line as though it were paper. He
+always brought me down, but always after the ball had left my foot. I
+know that it has been thought at Princeton that I stood twelve yards
+back from the line when kicking. This was not so. Ten yards was the
+regular distance, always. But, I either kicked in my tracks or directly
+after running to the left."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">THE DAY COLUMBIA BEAT YALE</p>
+
+<p>Columbia men enthusiastically recall the day Columbia beat Yale. A
+Columbia man who is always on hand for the big games of the year is
+Charles Halstead Mapes, the ever reliable, loyal rooter for the game. He
+has told the tale of this victory so wonderfully well that football
+enthusiasts cannot but enjoy this enthusiastic Columbia version.</p>
+
+<p>"Fifteen years ago Yale was supreme in football," runs Mapes' story.
+"Occasionally, but only very occasionally, one of their great rivals,
+Princeton or Harvard, would win a game from them, but for any outsider,
+anybody except one of the 'Eternal Triangle,' to beat Yale was out of
+the question&mdash;an utter impossibility. And, by the way, that Triangle at
+times got almost as much on the nerves of the outside public as the
+Frenchmen's celebrated three&mdash;wife, husband, lover&mdash;the foundation of
+their plays.</p>
+
+<p>"The psychological effect of Yale's past prestige was all-powerful in
+every game. The blue-jerseyed <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span>figures with the white Y would tumble
+through the gate and spread out on the field; the stands would rise to
+them with a roar of joyous welcome that would raise the very
+skies&mdash;Y-a-l-e! Y-a-l-e! Y&mdash;A&mdash;L&mdash;E!</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo29" id="illo29"><img src="images/illo29.jpg" width="400" height="576" alt="Two aces--Bill Morley and Harold Weeks" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">TWO ACES&mdash;BILL MORLEY AND HAROLD WEEKS</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"'Small wonder that each man was right on his toes, felt as though he
+were made of steel springs. All other Yale teams had won, 'We will win,
+of course.'</p>
+
+<p>"But the poor other side&mdash;they might just as well throw their canvas
+jackets and mole-skin trousers in the old suit-case at once and go home.
+'Beat Yale! boys, we're crazy, but every man must try his damnedest to
+keep the score low,' and so the game was won and lost before the referee
+even blew his starting whistle.</p>
+
+<p>"This was the general rule, but every rule needs an exception to prove
+it, and on a certain November afternoon in 1899 we gave them their
+belly-full of exception. We had a very strong team that year, with some
+truly great players, Harold Weekes and Bill Morley (there never were two
+better men behind the line), and Jack Wright, old Jack Wright, playing
+equally well guard or center, as fine a linesman as I have ever seen.
+Weekes, Morley, and Wright were on the All-American team of that year,
+and Walter Camp in selecting his All-American team for All Time several
+years ago picked Harold Weekes as his first halfback.</p>
+
+<p>"I can see the game now; there was no scoring <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span>in the first half. To
+the outsider the teams seemed evenly matched, but we, who knew our
+men, thought we saw that the power was there; and if they could but
+realize their strength and that they had it in them to lay low at
+last that armor-plated old rhinoceros, the terror of the college
+jungle&mdash;Yale,&mdash;with an even break of luck, the game must be ours.</p>
+
+<p>"In the second half our opportunity came. By one of the shifting chances
+of the game we got the ball on about their 25-yard line; one yard, three
+yards, two yards, four yards, we went through them; there was no
+stopping us, and at last&mdash;over, well over, for a touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>"Through some technicality in the last rush the officials, instead of
+allowing the touchdown, took the ball away from us and gave it to Yale.
+They were right, probably quite right, but how could we think so? Yale
+at once kicked the ball to the middle of the field well out of danger.
+The teams lined up.</p>
+
+<p>"On the very next play, with every man of that splendidly trained Eleven
+doing his allotted work, Harold Weekes swept around the end, aided by
+the magnificent interference of Jack Wright, which gave him his start.
+He ran half the length of the field, through the entire Yale team, and
+planted the ball squarely behind the goal posts for the touchdown which
+won the game. If we had ever had any doubt that cruel wrong is righted,
+that truth and justice must prevail, it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span>was swept away that moment in a
+great wave of thanksgiving.</p>
+
+<p>"I shall never forget it&mdash;Columbia had beaten Yale! Tears running down
+my cheeks, shaken by emotion, I couldn't speak, let alone cheer. My best
+girl was with me. She gave one quick half-frightened glance and I
+believe almost realized all I felt. She was all gold. I feel now the
+timid little pressure on my arm as she tried to help me regain control
+of myself. God! why has life so few such moments!"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">BEHIND THE SCENES</p>
+
+<p>Let us go into the dressing room of a victorious team, which defeated
+Yale at Manhattan Field a good many years ago and let us read with that
+great lover of football, the late Richard Harding Davis, as he describes
+so wonderfully well some of the unique things that happened in the
+celebration of victory.</p>
+
+<p>"People who live far away from New York and who cannot understand from
+the faint echoes they receive how great is the enthusiasm that this
+contest arouses, may possibly get some idea of what it means to the
+contestants themselves through the story of a remarkable incident, that
+occurred after the game in the Princeton dressing room. The team were
+being rubbed down for the last time and after their three months of
+self-denial and anxiety and the hardest and roughest sort of work that
+young men are called upon to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span>do, and outside in the semi-darkness
+thousands of Princeton followers were jumping up and down and hugging
+each other and shrieking themselves hoarse. One of the Princeton coaches
+came into the room out of this mob, and holding up his arm for silence
+said,</p>
+
+<p>"'Boys, I want you to sing the doxology.'"</p>
+
+<p>"Standing as they were, naked and covered with mud, blood and
+perspiration, the eleven men that had won the championship sang the
+Doxology from the beginning to the end as solemnly and as seriously, and
+I am sure, as sincerely, as they ever did in their lives, while outside
+the no less thankful fellow-students yelled and cheered and beat at the
+doors and windows and howled for them to come out and show themselves.
+This may strike some people as a very sacrilegious performance and as a
+most improper one, but the spirit in which it was done has a great deal
+to do with the question, and any one who has seen a defeated team lying
+on the benches of their dressing room, sobbing like hysterical school
+girls, can understand how great and how serious is the joy of victory to
+the men that conquer."</p>
+
+<p>Introducing Vic Kennard, opportunist extraordinary. Where is the Harvard
+man, Yale man, or indeed any football man who will not be stirred by the
+recollection of his remarkable goal from the field at New Haven that
+provided the winning points for the eleven Percy Haughton turned out in
+the first year of his r&eacute;gime. To <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span>Kennard himself the memory is still
+vivid, and there are side lights on that performance and indeed on all
+his football days at Cambridge, of which he alone can tell. I'll not
+make a conversation of this, but simply say as one does over the 'phone,
+"Kennard talking":&mdash;</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo30" id="illo30"><img src="images/illo30.jpg" width="600" height="375" alt="Vic Kennard's kick" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">VIC KENNARD'S KICK</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p>"Many of us are under the impression that the only real football fan is
+molded from the male sex and that the female of the species attends the
+game for decorative purposes only. I protest. Listen. In 1908 I had the
+good fortune to be selected to enter the Harvard-Yale Game at New Haven,
+for the purpose of scoring on Yale in a most undignified way, through
+the medium of a drop-kick, Haughton realizing that while a touchdown was
+distinctly preferable, he was not afraid to fight it out in the next
+best way.</p>
+
+<p>"My prayers were answered, for the ball somehow or other made its way
+over the crossbar and between the uprights, making the score, Harvard 4,
+Yale 0. My mother, who had made her way to New Haven by a forced march,
+was sitting in the middle of the stand on the Yale (no, I'm wrong, it
+was, on second thought, on the Harvard side) accompanied by my two
+brothers, one of whom forgot himself far enough to go to Yale, and will
+not even to this day acknowledge his hideous mistake.</p>
+
+<p>"Five or six minutes before the end of the game, one E.&nbsp;H. Coy decided
+that the time was getting short and Yale needed a touchdown. So <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span>he
+grabbed a Harvard punt on the run and started. Yes, he did more than
+start, he got well under way, circled the Harvard end and after
+galloping fifteen yards, apparently concluded that I would look well as
+minced meat, and headed straight for me, stationed well back on the
+secondary defense. He had received no invitation whatsoever, but owing
+to the fact that I believe every Harvard man should be at least cordial
+to every Yale man, I decided to go 50-50 and meet him half way.</p>
+
+<p>"We met informally. That I know. I will never forget that. He weighed
+only 195 pounds, but I am sure he had another couple of hundred tucked
+away somewhere. When I had finished counting a great variety and number
+of stars, it occurred to me that I had been in a ghastly railroad wreck,
+and that the engine and cars following had picked out my right knee as a
+nice soft place to pile up on. There was a feeling of great relief when
+I looked around and saw that the engineer of that train, Mr. E.&nbsp;H. Coy,
+had stopped with the train, and I held the greatest hopes that neither
+the engine nor any one of the ten cars following would ever reach the
+terminal.</p>
+
+<p>"Mother, who had seen the whole performance, was little concerned with
+other than the fact that E.&nbsp;H. had been delayed. His mission had been
+more than delayed&mdash;as it turned out, it had been postponed. In the
+meantime Dr. Nichols of the Harvard staff of first aid was working with
+my <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[Pg 257]</a></span>knee, and from the stands it looked as though I might have broken my
+leg.</p>
+
+<p>"At this point some one who sat almost directly back of my mother called
+out loud, 'That's young Kennard. It looks as though he'd broken his
+leg.' My brother, feeling that mother had not heard the remark, and not
+knowing what he might say, turned and informed him that Mrs. Kennard was
+sitting almost directly in front of him, requesting that he be careful
+what he said. Mother, however, heard the whole thing, and turning in her
+seat said, 'That's all right, I don't care if his leg is broken, if we
+only win this game.'</p>
+
+<p>"My mother, who is a great football fan, after following the game for
+three or four years, learned all the slang expressions typical of
+football. She tried to work out new plays, criticised the generalship
+occasionally, and fairly 'ate and slept' football during the months of
+October and November. While the season was in progress I usually slept
+at home in Boston where I could rest more comfortably. I occupied the
+adjoining room to my mother's, and when I was ready for bed always
+opened the door between the rooms.</p>
+
+<p>"One night I woke up suddenly and heard my mother talking. Wondering
+whether something was the matter, I got out of bed and went into her
+room, appearing just in time to see my mothers arms outstretched. She
+was calling 'Fair catch.' I spoke to her to see just what the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[Pg 258]</a></span>trouble
+was, and she, in a sleepy way, mumbled, 'We won.' She had been dreaming
+of the Harvard-Dartmouth game.</p>
+
+<p>"Early in the fall of 1908 Haughton heard rumors that the Indians were
+equipping their backfield in a very peculiar fashion. Warner had had a
+piece of leather the color and shape of a football sewed on the jerseys
+of his backfield men, in such a position that when the arm was folded as
+if carrying the ball, it would appear as if each of the backfield
+players might have possession of the ball, and therefore disorganize
+somewhat the defense against the man who was actually carrying the ball.
+Instead of one runner each time, there appeared to be four.</p>
+
+<p>"Haughton studied the rules and found nothing to prevent Warner's
+scheme. He wrote a friendly letter to Warner, stating that he did not
+think it for the best interest of the game to permit his players to
+appear in the Stadium equipped in this way, at the same time admitting
+that there was nothing in the rules against it. Taking no chances,
+however, Haughton worked out a scheme of his own. He discovered that
+there was no rule which prevented painting the ball red, so he had a
+ball painted the same color as the crimson jerseys. Had the Indians come
+on the field with the leather ruse sewed on their jerseys, Haughton
+would have insisted that the game be played with the crimson ball.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[Pg 259]</a></span></p><p>"What did I learn in my football course? I learned to control my
+temper, to exercise judgment, to think quickly and act decisively. I
+learned the meaning of discipline, to take orders and carry them out to
+the best of my ability without asking why. I had through the training
+regular habits knocked into me. I learned to meet, know and size up men.
+I learned to smile when I was the most discouraged fellow in this great
+wide world, the importance of being on time, a better control of my
+nerves, and to demand the respect of fellow players. I learned to work
+out problems for myself and to apply my energy more intelligently,&mdash;to
+stick by the ship. I secured a wide friendship which money can't buy."</p>
+
+<p>What Eddie Mahan was to Harvard, Charlie Barrett, Captain of the
+victorious 1915 Eleven, was to Cornell. The Ithaca Captain was one of
+those powerful runners whose remarkable physique did not interfere with
+his shiftiness. Like his Harvard contemporary, he was a fine leader, but
+unlike Mahan, with whom he clashed in the game with the Crimson in his
+final year, he was not able to play the play through what was to him
+probably the most important gridiron battle of his career. Nevertheless,
+it was his touchdown in the first quarter that sounded the knell of the
+Crimson hopes that day, and Cornell men will always believe that his
+presence on the side line <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[Pg 260]</a></span>wrapped in a blanket, after his recovery from
+the shock that put him out of the game, had much to do with inspiring
+his Eleven.</p>
+
+<p>Barrett was one of the products of the Cleveland University School,
+whence so many star players have been sent up to the leading
+universities. On the occasion of his first appearance at Ithaca it
+became a practical certainty that he would not only make the Varsity
+Eleven, but would some day be its captain. In course of time it became a
+habit for the followers of the Carnelian and White to look to Barrett
+for rescue in games that seemed to be hopelessly in the fire.</p>
+
+<p>In his senior year the team was noted for its ability to come from
+behind, and this team spirit was generally understood as being the
+reflection of that of their leader. The Cornell Captain played the
+second and third periods of his final game against Pennsylvania in a
+dazed condition, and it is a tribute to his mental and physical
+resources that in the last period of that game he played perhaps as fine
+football as he had ever shown.</p>
+
+<p>It was from no weakened Pennsylvania Eleven that Barrett snatched the
+victory in this his crowded moment. The Quakers had had a disastrous
+season up to Thanksgiving Day, but their pluck and rallying power, which
+has become a tradition on Franklin Field, was never more in evidence.
+The Quakers played with fire, with power and aggressiveness that none
+save those <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[Pg 261]</a></span>who know the Quaker spirit had been led to expect. There
+were heroes on the Red and Blue team that day, and without a Barrett at
+his best against them, they would have won.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo31" id="illo31"><img src="images/illo31.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="Sam White's run" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">SAM WHITE'S RUN</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>It was up to Eddie Hart with his supreme personality and indomitable
+spirit, which has always characterized him from the day he entered
+Exeter until he forged his way to the leadership of one of Princeton's
+finest elevens to bring home the long deferred championship. When the
+final whistle rang down the football curtain for the season of 1911 it
+found Hart in the ascendancy having fulfilled the wonderful promise of
+his old Exeter days. For he had made good indeed.</p>
+
+<p>Yale and Harvard had been beaten through a remarkable combination of
+team and individual effort in which Sam White's alertness and DeWitt's
+kicking stood out; a combination which was made possible only through
+Hart's splendid leadership.</p>
+
+<p>At a banquet for this championship team given by the Princeton Club of
+Philadelphia, Lou Reichner, the toastmaster, in introducing Sam White,
+the hero of the evening, quoted from First Samuel III, Chapter ii, 12th
+and 1st verses&mdash;"And the Lord said unto Samuel, behold I will do a thing
+in Israel, at which both the ears of every one that heareth it shall
+tingle. In that day I will perform against Eli, all things which I have
+spoken concerning his house; when I begin I will also make an end. And
+The Child Samuel min<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[Pg 262]</a></span>istered unto the Lord Eli." Mr. Reichner then
+presented to the Child Samuel the souvenir sleeve links and a silver box
+containing the genuine soil from Yale Field.</p>
+
+<p>After Sam had been sufficiently honored, Alfred T. Baker, Princeton '85,
+a former Varsity football player, and his son Hobey Baker, who played on
+Eddie Hart's team, were called before the toastmaster. There was a
+triple cheer for Hobey and his father. Reichner said that he had nothing
+for Papa Baker, but a souvenir for Hobey, and if the father was man
+enough to take it away from him he could have it.</p>
+
+<p>In speaking of the Yale-Princeton game at New Haven, some of the things
+incidental to victory were told that evening by Sam White, who said:</p>
+
+<p>"In the Yale game of 1911, Joe Duff, the Princeton guard, came over to
+Hart, Captain of the Princeton team, and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Ed, I can't play any more. I can't stand on my left leg.'</p>
+
+<p>"'That's all right,' answered Hart, 'go back and play on your right
+one.'</p>
+
+<p>"Joe did and that year he made the All-American guard.</p>
+
+<p>"It was less than a week before the Harvard-Princeton game at Princeton,
+1911, a friend of mine wrote down and asked me to get him four good
+seats, and said if I'd mention my favorite cigar, he'd send me a box in
+appreciation. I got <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[Pg 263]</a></span>the seats for him, but it was more or less of a
+struggle, but in writing on did not mention cigars. He sent me a check
+to cover the cost of the tickets and in the letter enclosed a small
+scarf pin which he said was sure to bring me luck. He had done quite a
+little running in his time and said it had never failed him and urged me
+to be sure and put it in my tie the day of the Harvard-Princeton game. I
+am not superstitious, but I did stick it in my tie when I dressed that
+Saturday morning and it surely had a charm. It was in the first half
+that I got away for my run, and as we came out of the field house at the
+start of the second half, whom should I see but my friend, yelling like
+a madman&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"'Did you wear it? Did you wear it?'</p>
+
+<p>"I assured him I did, and it seemed to quiet and please him, for he
+merely grinned and replied:</p>
+
+<p>"'I told you! I told you!'</p>
+
+<p>"After the game I said nothing of the episode, but did secretly decide
+to keep the pin safely locked up until the day of the Yale-Princeton
+game. I again stuck it in my tie that morning and the charm still held,
+and I am still wondering to this day, if it doesn't pay to be a little
+bit superstitious."</p>
+
+<p>Every Harvard man remembers vividly the great Crimson triumph of 1915
+over Yale. It will never be forgotten. During the game I sat on the
+Harvard side lines with Doctor Billy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[Pg 264]</a></span> Brooks, a former Harvard captain.
+He was not satisfied when Harvard had Yale beaten by the score of 41 to
+0, but was enthusiastically urging Harvard on to at least one or two
+more touchdowns, so that the defeat which Yale meted out to Harvard in
+1884, a game in which he was a player, would be avenged by a larger
+score, but alas! he had to be satisfied with the tally as it stood.</p>
+
+<p>A story is told of the enthusiasm of Evert Jansen Wendell, as he stood
+on the side lines of this same game and saw the big Crimson roller
+crushing Yale down to overwhelming defeat. This enthusiastic Harvard
+graduate cried out:</p>
+
+<p>"'We must score again!'</p>
+
+<p>"Another Harvard sympathiser, standing nearby, said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Mr. Wendell, don't you think we have beaten them badly enough? What
+more do you want?'</p>
+
+<p>"'Oh, I want to see them suffer,' retorted Wendell."</p>
+
+<p>After this game was over and the crowd was surging out of the stadium
+that afternoon I heard an energetic newsboy, who was selling the
+<i>Harvard Lampoon</i>, crying out at the top of his voice:</p>
+
+<p>"'<i>Harvard Lampoon</i> for sale here. All about the New Haven wreck.'"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Eddie Mahan</span></p>
+
+<p>There is no question that the American game of football will go on for
+years to come. If the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[Pg 265]</a></span>future football generals develop a better
+all-around man than Eddie Mahan, captain of the great Harvard team of
+1915, whose playing brought not only victory to Harvard but was
+accompanied by great admiration throughout the football world, they may
+well congratulate themselves. From this peerless leader, whose playing
+was an inspiration to the men on his team, let us put on record, so that
+future heroes may also draw like inspiration from them, some of Mahan's
+own recollections of his playing days.</p>
+
+<p>"I think the greatest game I ever played in was the Princeton game in
+1915, because we never knew until the last minute that we had won the
+game," says the Crimson star. "There was always a chance of Princeton's
+beating us. The score was 10 to 6. I worked harder in that game than in
+any game I ever played.</p>
+
+<p>"Frank Glick's defensive work was nothing short of marvelous. He is the
+football player I respect. He hit me so hard. The way I ran, it was
+seldom that anybody got a crack at me. I would see a clear space and the
+first thing I knew Glick would come from behind somewhere, or somebody,
+and would hit me when I least expected it, and he usually hit me good
+and hard. It seemed sometimes that he came right out of the ground. I
+tell you after he hit me a few times he was the only man I was looking
+for; I did not care much about the rest of the team.</p>
+
+<p>"One of the things that helped me most in my <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[Pg 266]</a></span>backfield play was Pooch
+Donovan's coaching. He practiced me in sprints, my whole freshman year.
+He took a great interest in me. He speeded me up. I owe a great debt of
+gratitude to Pooch. I could always kick before I went to Harvard, back
+in the old Andover days. I learned to kick by punting the ball all the
+afternoon, instead of playing football all the time. I think that is the
+way men should learn to kick. The more I kicked, the better I seemed to
+get."</p>
+
+<p>Among the many trophies Eddie Mahan has received, he prizes as much as
+any the watch presented to him by the townspeople of Natick, his home
+town, his last year at Andover, after the football season closed. He was
+attending a football game at Natick between Natick High and Milton High.</p>
+
+<p>"It was all a surprise to me," says Eddie. "They called me out on the
+field and presented me with this watch which is very handsomely
+inscribed.</p>
+
+<p>"Well do I recall those wonderful days at Andover and the games between
+Andover and Exeter. There is intense rivalry between these two schools.
+Many are the traditions at Andover, and some of the men who had preceded
+me, and some with whom I played were Jack Curtis, Ralph Bloomer, Frank
+Hinkey, Doc Hillebrand and Jim Rodgers. Then there was Trevor Hogg, who
+was captain of the Princeton 1916 team, Shelton, Red Braun, Bob Jones.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[Pg 267]</a></span>
+The older crowd of football men made the game what it is at Andover.
+Lately they have had a much younger crowd. When I was at Andover, Johnny
+Kilpatrick, Henry Hobbs, Ham Andrews, Bob Foster and Bob McKay had
+already left there and gone to college.</p>
+
+<p>"It has been a great privilege for me to have played on different teams
+that have had strong players. I cannot say too much about Hardwick,
+Bradlee, and Trumbull. Brickley was one of the hardest men for our
+opponents to bring down when he got the ball. He was a phenomenal
+kicker. I had also a lot of respect for Mal Logan, who played
+quarterback on my team in 1915. He weighed less than 150 pounds. He used
+to get into the interference in grand shape. He counted for something.
+He was a tough kid. He could stand all sorts of knocks and he used to
+get them too. When I was kicking he warded off the big tackles as they
+came through. He was always there and nobody could ever block a kick
+from his side. The harder they hit him, the stronger he came back every
+time."</p>
+
+<p>When I asked Mahan about fun in football he said:</p>
+
+<p>"We didn't seem to do much kidding. There was a sort of serious spirit;
+Haughton had such an influence over everybody, they were afraid to laugh
+before practice, while waiting for Haughton, and after practice
+everybody was usually so <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[Pg 268]</a></span>tired there was not much fooling in the
+dressing room; but we got a lot of fun out of the game."</p>
+
+<p>Of Haughton's coaching methods and the Harvard system Eddie has a few
+things to tell us that will be news to many football men.</p>
+
+<p>"Haughton coaches a great deal by the use of photographs which are taken
+of us in practice as well as regular games. He would get us all together
+and coach from the pictures&mdash;point out the poor work. Seldom were the
+good points shown. Nevertheless, he always gave credit to the man who
+got his opponent in the interference. Haughton used to say:</p>
+
+<p>"'Any one can carry a ball through a bunch of dead men.'</p>
+
+<p>"Haughton is a good organizer. He has been the moving spirit at
+Cambridge but by no means the whole Harvard coaching staff. The
+individual coaches work with him and with each other. Each one has
+control or supreme authority over his own department. The backfield
+coach has the picking of men for their positions. Harvard follows
+Charlie Daly's backfield play; improved upon somewhat, of course,
+according to conditions. Each coach is considered an expert in his own
+line. No coach is considered an expert in all fields. This is the method
+at Harvard.</p>
+
+<p>"Outside of Haughton, Bill Withington, Reggie Brown, and Leo Leary have
+been the most recent prominent coaches. The Harvard <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[Pg 269]</a></span>generalship has
+been the old Charlie Daly system. Reggie Brown has been a great
+strategist. Harvard line play came from Pot Graves of West Point."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo32" id="illo32"><img src="images/illo32.jpg" width="600" height="349" alt="King, of Harvard, making a run; Mahan putting black on his head" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">KING, OF HARVARD, MAKING A RUN; MAHAN PUTTING BLACK ON HIS HEAD</span>
+</div>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">George Chadwick</span></p>
+
+
+<p>What George Chadwick, captain of Yale's winning team of 1902, gave of
+himself to Yale football has amply earned the thoroughly remarkable
+tributes constantly paid to this great Yale player. He was a most
+deceptive man with the ball. In the Princeton game John DeWitt was the
+dangerous man on the Princeton team, feared most on account of his great
+kicking ability.</p>
+
+<p>DeWitt has always contended that Chadwick's team was the best Yale team
+he ever saw. He says: "It was a better team than Gordon Brown's for the
+reason that they had a kicker and Gordon Brown's team did not have a
+kicker. But this is only my opinion."</p>
+
+<p>Yale and Princeton men will not forget in a hurry the two wonderful runs
+for touchdowns, one from about the center of the field, that Chadwick
+made in 1902.</p>
+
+<p>"I note," writes Chadwick, "that there is a general impression that the
+opening in the line through which I went was large enough to accommodate
+an express train. As a matter of fact, the opening was hardly large
+enough for me to squeeze through. The play was not to make a large
+opening, and I certainly remember <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[Pg 270]</a></span>the sensation of being squeezed when
+going through the line.</p>
+
+<p>"There were some amusing incidents in connection with that particular
+game that come back to me now. I remember that when going down on the
+train from New York to Princeton, I was very much amused at Mike
+Murphy's efforts to get Tom Shevlin worked up so he would play an extra
+good game. Mike kept telling Tom what a good man Davis was and how the
+latter was going to put it all over him. Tom clenched his fists, put on
+a silly grin and almost wept. It really did me a lot of good, as it
+helped to keep my mind off the game. When it did come to the game, his
+first big game, Shevlin certainly played wonderful football.</p>
+
+<p>"I had been ill for about a week and a half before this game and really
+had not played in practice for two or three weeks. Mike was rather
+afraid of my condition, so he told me to be the last man always to get
+up before the ball was put in play. I carefully followed his advice and
+as a result a lot of my friends in the stand kept thinking that I had
+been hurt.</p>
+
+<p>"Toward the end of the game we were down about on Princeton's 40-yard
+line. It was the third down and the probabilities were that we would not
+gain the distance, so I decided to have Bowman try for a drop-kick. I
+happened to glance over at the side line and there was old Mike Murphy
+making strenuous motions with <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[Pg 271]</a></span>his foot. The umpire, Dashiell, saw him
+too, and put him off the side lines for signalling. I remember being
+extremely angry at the time because I was not looking at the side lines
+for any signals and had decided on a drop kick anyhow.</p>
+
+<p>"In my day it was still the policy to work the men to death, to drill
+them to endure long hours of practice scrimmage. About two weeks before
+the Princeton game in my senior year, we were in a slump. We had a long,
+miserable Monday's practice. A lot of the old coaches insisted that
+football must be knocked into the men by hard work, but it seemed to me
+that the men knew a lot of football. They were fundamentally good and
+what they really needed was condition to enable them to show their
+football knowledge. It is needless to say that I was influenced greatly
+in this by Mike Murphy and his knowledge of men and conditioning them.
+Joe Swann, the field coach, and Walter Camp were in accord, so we turned
+down the advice of a lot of the older coaches and gave the Varsity only
+about five minutes' scrimmage during the week and a half preceding the
+Princeton game, with the exception of the Bucknell game the Saturday
+before. During the week before the Princeton and Harvard games we went
+up to Ardsley and had no practice for three days. There was a
+five-minutes' scrimmage on Thursday. This was an unusual proceeding, but
+it was so intensely hot the day of the Princeton game, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[Pg 272]</a></span>and we all lost
+so much weight something unusual had to be done. The team played well in
+the Princeton game, but it was simply a coming team then. In the Harvard
+game, which we won 23 to 0, it seemed to me that we were at the top of
+our form.</p>
+
+<p>"I think the whole incident was a lesson to us at New Haven of the great
+value of condition to men who know a great deal of football. I know from
+my own experience during the three preceding years that it had been too
+little thought of. The great cry had too often been 'We must drum
+football into them, no matter what their physical condition.'</p>
+
+<p>"After the terribly exhausting game at Princeton, which we won, 12 to 5,
+DeWitt Cochrane invited the team to go to his place at Ardsley and
+recuperate. It really was our salvation, and I have always been most
+grateful to Mr. and Mrs. Cochrane for so generously giving up their
+house completely to a mob of youngsters. We spent three delightful days,
+almost forgot football entirely, ate ravenously and slept like tops.</p>
+
+<p>"Big Eddie Glass was a wonderful help in interference. I used to play
+left half and Eddie left guard. On plays where I would take the ball
+around the end, or skirting tackle, Eddie would either run in the
+interference or break through the line and meet me some yards beyond. We
+had a great pulling and hauling team that year, and the greatest puller
+and hauler was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[Pg 273]</a></span>Eddie Glass. Perry Hale, who played fullback my
+sophomore year, was a great interferer. He was big, and strong and fast.
+On a straight buck through tackle, when he would be behind me, if there
+was not a hole in the proper place, he would whirl me all the way round
+and shoot me through a hole somewhere else. It would, of course, act as
+an impromptu delayed play. In one game I remember making a forty yard
+run to a touchdown on such a man&oelig;uver."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo33" id="illo33"><img src="images/illo33.jpg" width="600" height="373" alt="Princeton's 1899 team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">McCord&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Mills&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Roper&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Burke&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Pell&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Craig Mattis &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Lathrope&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lloyd &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Bannard &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Booth</span><br />
+<span class="center">Wheeler&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Reiter</span><br />
+<span class="center">Poe &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Edwards&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Hillebrand</span><br />
+<span class="center">Hutchinson&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Palmer&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; McClave</span><br />
+<span class="caption">PRINCETON'S 1899 TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Arthur Poe</span></p>
+
+<p>There never was as much real football ability concealed in a small
+package as there was in that great player, Arthur Poe. He was always
+using his head, following the ball, strong in emergency. He was endowed
+with a wonderful personality, and a man who always got a lot of fun out
+of the game and made fun for others, but yet was on the job every
+minute. He always inspired his team mates to play a little harder.
+Rather than write anything more about this great player, let us read
+with him the part he so ably played in some of Princeton's football
+games.</p>
+
+<p>"The story of my run in 1898 is very simple. Yale tried a mass play on
+Doc Hillebrand, which, as usual, was very unsuccessful in that quarter.
+He broke through and tackled the man with the ball. While the Yale men
+were trying to push him forward, I grabbed the ball from his arms and
+had a clear field and about ten <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</a></span>yards start for the goal line. I don't
+believe I was ever happier in my life than on this day when I made the
+Princeton team and scored this touchdown against Yale.</p>
+
+<p>"In the second half McBride tried a center drive on Booth and Edwards.
+The line held and I rushed in, and grabbed the ball, but before I got
+very far the Referee blew his whistle, and after I had run across the
+goal line I realized that the touchdown was not going to be allowed.</p>
+
+<p>"Lew Palmer and I were tried at end simply to endeavor to provide a
+defense against the return runs of de Saulles on punts. He, by the way,
+was the greatest open field runner I have ever seen.</p>
+
+<p>"My senior year started auspiciously and the prospects for a victorious
+eleven appeared especially bright, as only two of the regular players of
+the year before had graduated. The first hard game was against Columbia,
+coached by Foster Sanford, who had a wealth of material drawn from the
+four corners of the earth. In the latter part of the game my opponent by
+way of showing his disapproval of my features attempted to change them,
+but was immediately assisted to the ground by my running mate and was
+undergoing an unpleasant few moments, when Sanford, reinforced by
+several dozen substitutes, ran to his rescue and bestowed some unkind
+compliments on different parts of my pal's anatomy. With the arrival of
+Burr McIntosh and several old <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</a></span>grads, however, we were released from
+their clutches, and the game proceeded.</p>
+
+<p>"After the Cornell game the Yale game was close at hand. We were
+confident of our ability to win, though we expected a bitter hard
+struggle, in which we were not disappointed. Through a well developed
+interference on an end run, Reiter was sent around the end for several
+long gains, resulting in a touchdown, but Yale retaliated by blocking a
+kick and falling on the ball for a touchdown. Sharpe, a few minutes
+later, kicked a beautiful goal, so that the score was 10 to 6 in Yale's
+favor. The wind was blowing a gale all through the first half and as
+Yale had the wind at their backs we were forced to play a rushing game,
+but shortly after the second half began the wind died down considerably
+so that McBride's long, low kicks were not effective to any great
+extent.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale was on the defensive and we were unable to break through for the
+coveted touchdown, though we were able to gain ground consistently for
+long advances. In the shadow of their goal line Yale held us mainly
+through the wonderful defensive playing of McBride. I never saw a finer
+display of backing up the rush line than that of McBride during the
+second half. So strenuous was the play that eight substitutions had been
+made on our team, but with less than five minutes to play we started a
+furious drive for the goal line from the middle of the field, and with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</a></span>
+McClave, Mattis and Lathrope carrying the ball we went to Yale's 25-yard
+line in quick time.</p>
+
+<p>"With only about a minute to play it was decided to try a goal from the
+field. I was selected as the one to make the attempt. I was standing on
+the 34-yard line, about ten yards to the left of centre when I kicked;
+the ball started straight for the far goal post, but apparently was
+deflected by air currents and curved in not more than a yard from the
+post. I turned to the Referee, saw his arms raised and heard him say
+'Goal' and then everything broke loose.</p>
+
+<p>"I saw members of the team turning somersaults, and all I remember after
+that was being seized by a crowd of alumni who rushed out upon the
+field, and hearing my brother Ned shout, 'You damned lucky kid, you have
+licked them again.' I kicked the ball with my instep, having learned
+this from Charlie Young of Cornell, who was then at Princeton Seminary
+and was playing on the scrub team. The reason I did this was because Lew
+Palmer and myself wore light running shoes with light toes, not kicking
+shoes at all.</p>
+
+<p>"After the crowd had been cleared off the field there were only 29
+seconds left to play, and after Yale had kicked off we held the ball
+without risking a play until the whistle blew, when I started full speed
+for the gate, followed by Bert Wheeler. I recall knocking down several
+men as we were bursting through and making our <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</a></span>way to the bus. It was
+the first, last and only goal from the field I ever attempted, and the
+most plausible explanation for its success was probably predestination."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo34" id="illo34"><img src="images/illo34.jpg" width="400" height="596" alt="Nothing got by John DeWitt" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">NOTHING GOT BY JOHN D<span class="smcap">e</span>WITT</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Arthur Poe was a big factor in football, even when he wasn't running or
+kicking Yale down to defeat.</p>
+
+<p>"Bill Church's roughness, in my freshman year, had the scrub bluffed,"
+continues Arthur. "When Lew Palmer volunteered to play halfback and take
+care of Bill on punts, Bill was surprised on the first kick he attempted
+to block to feel Lew's fist on his jaw and immediately shouted:</p>
+
+<p>"'I like you for that, you damn freshman.'</p>
+
+<p>"That was the first accident that attracted attention to Lew. Palmer was
+one of the gamest men and he won a Varsity place by the hardest kind of
+work.</p>
+
+<p>"Well do I recall the indignation meeting of the scrub to talk over
+plans of curbing Johnny Baird and Fred Smith in their endeavor to kill
+the scrub."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">John DeWitt</span></p>
+
+<p>Big John DeWitt was the man who brought home the Yale bacon for the
+Tigers in 1903. To be exact he not only carried, but also kicked it
+home. Two surprise parties by a single player in so hard a game are rare
+indeed. Whenever I think of DeWitt I think of his great power of
+leadership. He was an ideal captain. He <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</a></span>thought things out for himself.
+He was the spirit of his team.</p>
+
+<p>This great Princeton captain was one of the most versatile football men
+known to fame. Playing so remarkably in the guard position, he also did
+the kicking for his team and was a great power in running with the ball.</p>
+
+<p>DeWitt thought things out almost instantly and took advantage of every
+possible point. The picture on the opposite page illustrates wonderfully
+well how he exerted and extended himself. This man put his whole soul
+into his work and was never found wanting. His achievements will hold a
+conspicuous place in football history. Nothing got by John DeWitt.</p>
+
+<p>DeWitt's team in 1903 was the first to bring victory over Yale to
+Princeton since 1899. On that day John DeWitt scored a touchdown and
+kicked a placement goal, which will long be remembered. Let us go back
+and play a part of that game over with John himself.</p>
+
+<p>"Whenever I think of football my recollections go back to the Yale game
+of 1903," says DeWitt. "My most vivid recollections are of my loyal team
+mates whose wonderful spirit and good fellowship meant so much to the
+success of that Eleven. Without their combined effort Princeton could
+not have won that day.</p>
+
+<p>"We had a fine optimistic spirit before the game and the fact that Jim
+Hogan scored a touchdown for Yale in the first part of the game <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</a></span>seemed
+to put us on our mettle and we came back with the spirit that I have
+always been proud of. Hogan was almost irresistible. You could hardly
+stop him when he had the ball. He scored between Harold Short and myself
+and jammed through for about 12 yards to a touchdown. If you tackled Jim
+Hogan head on he would pull you right over backwards. He was the
+strongest tackle I ever saw. He seemed to have overpowering strength in
+his legs. He was a regular player. He never gave up until the whistle
+blew, but after the Princeton team got its scoring machine at work, the
+Princeton line outplayed the Yale line.</p>
+
+<p>"I think Yale had as good a team as we had, if not better, that day. The
+personnel of the team was far superior to ours, but we had our spirit in
+the game. We were going through Yale to beat the band the last part of
+the game."</p>
+
+<p>DeWitt, describing the run that made him famous, says:</p>
+
+<p>"Towards the end of the first half, with the score 6 to 0 against
+Princeton, Yale was rushing us down the field. Roraback, the Yale
+center, was not able to pass the ball the full distance back for the
+punter. Rockwell took the ball from quarterback position and passed it
+to Mitchell, the fullback. On this particular play our whole line went
+through on the Yale kick formation. No written account that I have ever
+seen has accurately described just what hap<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</a></span>pened. Ralph Davis was the
+first man through, and he blocked Mitchell's kick. Ridge Hart, who was
+coming along behind him, kicked the loose ball forward and the oval was
+about fifteen to twenty yards from where it started. I was coming
+through all the time.</p>
+
+<p>"As the bouncing ball went behind Mitchell it bobbed up right in front
+of me. I probably broke all rules of football by picking it up, but the
+chances looked good and I took advantage of them. I really was wondering
+then whether to pick it up or fall on it, but figured that it was harder
+to fall on it than to pick it up, so I put on all the steam I had and
+started for the goal. Howard Henry was right behind me until I got near
+the goal post. After I had kicked the goal the score was 6 to 6. Never
+can I forget the fierce playing on the part of both teams that now took
+place.</p>
+
+<p>"Shortly after this in the second half I punted down into Yale's
+territory. Mitchell fumbled and Ralph Davis fell on the ball on the
+30-yard line. We tried to gain, but could not. Bowman fell on the ball
+after the ensuing kick, which was blocked. It had rolled to the 5-yard
+line. Yale tried to gain once; then Bowman went back to kick. I can
+never pay enough tribute to Vetterlein, to the rare judgment that he
+displayed at this point in the game. When he caught that punt and heeled
+it, he used fine judgment; but <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</a></span>for his good head work we never would
+have won that game. I kicked my goal from the field from the 43-yard
+line.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo35" id="illo35"><img src="images/illo35.jpg" width="600" height="372" alt="John DeWitt about to pick up the ball" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">JOHN D<span class="smcap">e</span>WITT ABOUT TO PICK UP THE BALL</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"As Ralph Davis was holding the ball before I kicked it, the Yale
+players, who were standing ten yards away were not trying to make it any
+the easier for us. I remember in particular Tom Shevlin was kidding
+Ralph Davis, who replied: 'Well, Tom, you might as well give it to us
+now&mdash;the score is going to be 11-6,' and just then what Davis had said
+came through.</p>
+
+<p>"If any one thinks that my entire football experience was a bed of
+roses, I want to assure him that it was not. I experienced the sadness
+of injury and of not making the team. The first day I lined up I broke
+three bones in one hand. Three weeks later, after they had healed I
+broke the bones in my other hand and so patiently waited until the
+following year to make the team.</p>
+
+<p>"The next year I went through the bitter experience of defeat, and we
+were beaten good and plenty by Yale. Defeat came again in 1902. It was
+in that year that I met, as my opponent, the hardest man I ever played
+against, Eddie Glass. The Yale team came at me pretty hard the first
+fifteen minutes. Glass especially crashed into me. He was warned three
+times by Dashiell in the opening part of the game for strenuous work.
+Glass was a rough, hard player, but he was not an unfair player at
+that.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</a></span> I always liked good, rough football. He played the game for all
+it was worth and was a Gibraltar to the Yale team.</p>
+
+<p>"Now that my playing days are over, I think there is one thing that
+young fellows never realize until they are through playing; that they
+might have helped more; that they might have given a few extra minutes
+to perfect a play. The thing that has always appealed to me most in
+football is to think of what might have been done by a little extra
+effort. It is very seldom you see a man come off the field absolutely
+used up. I have never seen but one or two cases where a man had to be
+helped to the dressing room. I have always thought such a man did not
+give as much as he should,&mdash;we're all guilty of this offense. A little
+extra punch might have made a touchdown."</p>
+
+<p>Tichenor, of the University of Georgia, tells the following:</p>
+
+<p>"In a Tech-Georgia game a peculiar thing happened. One of the goal lines
+was about seven yards from the fence which was twelve feet high and
+perfectly smooth. Tech had worked the ball down to within about three
+yards of Georgia's goal near the fence. Here the defense of the Red and
+Black stiffened and, taking the ball on downs, Ted Sullivan immediately
+dropped back for a kick. The pass was none too good and he swung his
+foot into the ball, which struck <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</a></span>the cross bar, bounded high up in the
+air, over the fence, behind the goal post.</p>
+
+<p>"Then began the mighty wall-scaling struggle to get over the fence and
+secure the coveted ball. As fast as one team would try to boost each
+other over, their opponents would pull them down. This contest continued
+for fully five minutes while the crowd roared with delight. In the
+meantime George Butler, the Referee, took advantage of the situation
+and, with the assistance of several spectators, was boosted over the
+fence where he waited for some player to come and fall on the ball,
+which was fairly hidden in a ditch covered over with branches. Butler
+tells to this day of the amusing sight as he beheld first one pair of
+hands grasping the top of the fence; one hand would loosen, then the
+other; then another set of hands would appear. Heads were bobbing up and
+down and disappearing one after the other. The crowd now became
+interested and showed their partiality, and with the assistance of some
+of the spectators a Tech player made his way over the fence and began
+his search for the ball, closely followed by a Georgia player. They
+rushed around frantically looking for the ball. Then Red Wilson joined
+in the search and quickly located it in the ditch; soon had it safely in
+his arms and Tech scored a touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>"This was probably the only touchdown play in the history of the game
+which none of the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[Pg 284]</a></span>spectators saw and which only the Referee and two
+other players saw at the time the player touched the ball down."</p>
+
+<p>That Charlie Brickley was in the way of bringing home the bacon to
+Harvard is well known to all. There have been very few players who were
+as reliable as this star. It was in his senior year that he was captain
+of the team and when the announcement came at the start of the football
+season that Brickley had been operated upon for appendicitis the
+football world extended to him its deepest sympathy. During his illness
+he yearned to get out in time to play against Yale. This all came true.
+The applause which greeted him when Haughton sent this great player into
+the game&mdash;with the Doctor's approval&mdash;must have impressed him that one
+and all were glad to see him get into the game.</p>
+
+<p>Let us hear what Brickley has to say about playing the game.</p>
+
+<p>"I have often been asked how I felt when attempting a drop kick in a
+close game before a large crowd. During my first year I was a little
+nervous, but after that it didn't bother me any more than as if I were
+eating lunch. Constant practice for years gave me the feeling that I
+could kick the ball over every time I tried. If I was successful, those
+who have seen me play are the best judges. Confidence is a necessity in
+drop kicking. The three hardest games I ever <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[Pg 285]</a></span>played in were the
+Dartmouth 3 to 0 game in 1912, and Princeton 3 to 0 in 1913, and the
+Yale 15 to 5 game of the same year. The hardest field goal I ever had to
+kick was against Princeton in the mud in 1913.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo36" id="illo36"><img src="images/illo36.jpg" width="600" height="376" alt="The ever reliable Brickley; A football thoroughbred--Tack Hardwick" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE EVER RELIABLE BRICKLEY&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A FOOTBALL THOROUGHBRED&mdash;TACK HARDWICK</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"The most finished player in all around play I ever came across is Tack
+Hardwick. He could go through a game, or afternoon's practice and
+perform every fundamental function of the game in perfect fashion. The
+most interesting and remarkable player I ever came across was Eddie
+Mahan. He could do anything on the football field. He was so versatile,
+that no real defense could be built against him. He had a wonderful
+intuitive sense and always did just the right thing at the right time."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[Pg 286]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XV" id="CHAPTER_XV"></a>CHAPTER XV</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">"THE BLOODY ANGLE"</p>
+
+
+<p>Football in its very nature is a rough game. It calls for the contact of
+bodies under high momentum and this means strains and bruises! Thanks to
+the superb physical condition of players, it usually means nothing more
+serious.</p>
+
+<p>The play, be it ever so hard, is not likely to be dangerous provided it
+is clean, and the worst indictment that can be framed against a player
+of to-day, and that by his fellows, is that he is given to dirty
+tactics. This attitude has now been established by public opinion, and
+is reflected in turn by the strictness of officials, the sentiment of
+coaches and football authorities generally. So scientific is the game
+to-day that only the player who can keep his head, and clear his mind of
+angry emotions, is really a valuable man in a crisis.</p>
+
+<p>Again, the keynote of success in football to-day is team work, perfect
+interlocking of all parts. In the old days play was individual, man
+against man, and this gave rise in many cases to personal animosity
+which frequently reduced great football contests to little more than
+pitched <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[Pg 287]</a></span>battles. Those who to-day are prone to decry football as a
+rough and brutal sport&mdash;which it no longer is&mdash;might at least reverse
+their opinions of the present game, could they have spent a certain
+lurid afternoon in the fall of '87 at Jarvis Field where the elevens of
+Harvard and Princeton fought a battle so sanguinary as to come down to
+us through the years legended as a real <i>crimson</i> affair. One of the
+saddest accidents that ever occurred on a university football field
+happened in this contest and suggested the caption of "the Bloody
+Angle," the historic shambles of the great Gettysburg battle.</p>
+
+<p>Luther Price, who played halfback on the Princeton teams of '86 and '87
+and who was acting captain the larger part of the latter season, tells
+the following story of the game:</p>
+
+<p>"Princeton's contest with Harvard in the autumn of '87 was the bloodiest
+game that I ever experienced or saw. At that period the football
+relations between the two colleges were fast approaching a crisis and
+the long break between the institutions followed a couple of seasons
+later. It is perhaps true that the '87 game was largely responsible for
+the rupture because it left secret bitterness.</p>
+
+<p>"In fact, the game was pretty near butchery and the defects of the rules
+contributed to this end. Both sides realized that the contest was going
+to be a hummer but neither imagined the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[Pg 288]</a></span>extent of the casualties. Had
+the present rules applied there would have been a long string of
+substitutes in the game and the caption of 'The Bloody Angle' could not
+have been applied.</p>
+
+<p>"In those days an injured player was not allowed to leave the field of
+play without the consent of the opponents' captain. One can easily grasp
+the fact that your adversaries' captain was not apt to permit a player,
+battered almost to worthlessness, to go to the bench and to allow you to
+substitute a strong and fresh player. Therein lies the tale of this
+game.</p>
+
+<p>"Princeton was confident of winning but not overconfident. We went out
+to Jarvis field on a tallyho from Boston, and I recall how eagerly we
+dashed upon the field, anxious for the scrap to begin. It was a clear,
+cold day with a firm turf&mdash;a condition that helped us, as we were
+lighter than Harvard, especially behind the line. None of our backs
+weighed more than 155 pounds.</p>
+
+<p>"Holden, the Crimson captain, was probably the most dangerous of our
+opponents. He was a deceptive running back owing to the difficulty of
+gauging his pace. He was one of the speediest sprinters in the Eastern
+colleges and if he managed to circle either end it was almost good-bye
+to his opponents.</p>
+
+<p>"We were all lying in wait for Holden, not to cripple him or take any
+unfair advantage, but to see that he did not cross our goal line. It was
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">[Pg 289]</a></span>not long before we had no cause to be concerned on that score. But
+before Holden was disposed of we suffered a most grievous loss in the
+disqualification of Hector Cowan, our left guard and our main source of
+strength. Princeton worked a majority of the tricks through Cowan and
+when he was gone we lost the larger part of our offensive power.</p>
+
+<p>"Cowan's disqualification was unjustified by his record or by any
+tendency toward unfair play, though this statement should not be
+regarded as a reflection on the fairness of Wyllys Terry, the old Yale
+player, who was the umpire. Walter Camp, by the way, was the referee.</p>
+
+<p>"There never was a fairer player than Cowan, and such a misfortune as
+losing him by disqualification for any act on the field was never dreamt
+of by the Princeton men. The trouble was that Terry mistook an accident
+for a deliberate act. Holden was skirting Princeton's left end when
+Cowan made a lunge to reach him. Holden's deceptive pace was nearly too
+much for even such a star as Cowan, whose hands slipped from the Harvard
+captain's waist down to below his knees until the ankles were touched.
+Cowan could have kept his hands on Holden's ankles, but as tackling
+below the knees was foul, he quickly let go. But Holden tumbled and
+several Princeton men were on him in a jiffy.</p>
+
+<p>"Harvard immediately claimed that it was a foul tackle. It was a
+desperate claim but it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">[Pg 290]</a></span>proved successful. To our astonishment and
+chagrin, Terry ruled Cowan off the field. Cowan was thunderstruck at the
+decision and protested that he never meant to tackle unfairly. We argued
+with Terry but he was unrelenting. To him it seemed that Cowan meant to
+make a foul tackle. The situation was disheartening but we still felt
+that we had a good chance of pulling through even without Cowan.</p>
+
+<p>"What was particularly galling to us was that we had allowed two
+touchdowns to slip from our grasp. Twice we had carried the ball to
+within a few yards of the Harvard line and had dropped the ball when
+about to cross it. Both errors were hardly excusable and were traceable
+to over-anxiety to score. With Cowan on the field we had found that he
+could open up the Harvard line for the backs to make long runs but now
+that he was gone we could be sure of nothing except grilling work.</p>
+
+<p>"Soon after occurred the most dramatic and lamentable incident which put
+Holden out of the game. We had been warned long before the contest that
+Holden was a fierce tackler and that if we, who were back of the
+Princeton line, wished to stay in the game it would be necessary to
+watch out for his catapultic lunges.</p>
+
+<p>"Holden made his tackles low, a kind of a running dive with his head
+thrust into his quarry's stomach. The best policy seemed, in case Holden
+had you cornered, to go at him with <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">[Pg 291]</a></span>a stiff arm and a suddenly raised
+knee to check his onslaught and, if possible, shake him off in the
+shuffle, but that was a mighty difficult matter for light backs to do.</p>
+
+<p>"First the line was opened up so that I went through. Harding, the
+Harvard quarter, who was running up and down the Crimson line like a
+panther, didn't get me. My hand went against his face and somehow I got
+rid of him. Finally I reached Holden, who played the fullback position
+while on the defensive, and had him to pass in order to get a touchdown.
+There was a savage onslaught and Holden had me on the ground.</p>
+
+<p>"A few moments later Ames, who played back with Channing and me, went
+through the Harvard line and again Holden was the only obstacle to a
+touchdown for Princeton. There was another savage impact and both
+players rolled upon the ground, but this time Holden did not get up. He
+got his man but he was unconscious or at least seemingly so. His chest
+bone had been broken. It was a tense moment. We all felt a pang of
+sympathy, for Holden was a square, if rough, player. Harvard's cheers
+subsided into murmurs of sorrow and Holden was carried tenderly off the
+field.</p>
+
+<p>"The accident made Harvard desperate, and as we were without Cowan we
+were in the same mental condition. It was hammer and tongs from that
+time on. I don't know that there was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">[Pg 292]</a></span>any intention to put players out
+of business, but there was not much mercy shown.</p>
+
+<p>"It appeared to me that some doubt existed on the Harvard side as to who
+caused Holden's chest bone to be broken, but that the suspicion was
+mainly directed at me. Several years later an article written at Harvard
+and published in the <i>Public Ledger</i> in Philadelphia gave a long account
+of how I broke Holden's chest bone. This seemed to confirm my notion
+that there was a mixup of identity. However that may be, it soon became
+evident in the game that I was marked for slaughter.</p>
+
+<p>"Vic Harding made a profound and lasting impression on me both with his
+hands and feet. In fact, Harding played in few games of importance in
+which he was not disqualified. He was not a bad fellow at all in social
+relations, but on a football field he was the limit of 'frightfulness.'
+I don't know of any player that I took so much pleasure in punching as
+Harding. Ames and Harding also took delight in trying to make each
+other's faces change radically in appearance.</p>
+
+<p>"I think that Harding began to paint my face from the start of the game
+and that as it proceeded he warmed up to the task, seeing that he was
+making a pretty good job of it. He had several mighty able assistants.
+The work was done with several hundred Wellesley College girls, who were
+seated on benches close to the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">[Pg 293]</a></span>sideline, looking on with the deepest
+interest and, as it soon appeared, with much sympathy. I will not forget
+how concerned they looked.</p>
+
+<p>"By the middle of the second half I guess they did see a spectacle in me
+for they began to call to me and hold out handkerchiefs. At first I
+didn't realize what they meant for I was so much engaged with the duties
+that lay in front of me that it was difficult to notice them, but their
+entreaties soon enlightened me. They were asking me as a special favor
+to clean my face with their handkerchiefs, but I replied&mdash;perhaps rather
+abruptly&mdash;that I really didn't have time to attend to my facial toilet.</p>
+
+<p>"My nose had been broken, both eyes well closed and my canvas jacket and
+doeskin knickerbockers were scarlet or crimson&mdash;whichever you prefer&mdash;in
+hue. Strength was quickly leaving me and the field swam. I finally
+propped myself up against a goal post. The next thing I knew was that I
+was being helped off the field. My brother, Billy, who was highly
+indignant over the developments, took my place. This was about ten or
+fifteen minutes before the end of the game, which then consisted of two
+45 minute periods.</p>
+
+<p>"Ames emerged from the game with nothing more than the usual number of
+cuts and bruises. At that time we did not have any nose-guards,
+head-guards and other paraphernalia such as are used nowadays, except
+that we could get ankle <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">[Pg 294]</a></span>braces, and Ames wore one. That ankle stood the
+test during the fight.</p>
+
+<p>"A majority of the other players were pretty well cut up. After Cowan
+was disqualified Bob (J. Robb) Church, subsequently Major in the United
+States Army Medical Corps and formerly the surgeon of Roosevelt's Rough
+Riders in the Spanish War, was shifted from tackle to Cowan's position
+at guard. Chapin, a brilliant student, who had changed from Amherst to
+Princeton, went in at tackle. He was a rather erratic player, and
+Harvard kept pounding in his direction with the result that Bob Church
+had a sea of trouble and I was forced to move up close to the line for
+defensive work. It was this that really put me out of business. My left
+shoulder had been hurt early in the season and it was bound in rubber,
+but fortunately it was not much worse off than at the beginning of the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>"Bob Church risked his life more than once in the Spanish War and for
+his valor he received a Medal of Honor from Congress, but it is safe to
+say that he never got such a gruelling as in this Harvard game. He was
+battered to the extent of finding it difficult to rise after tackling
+and finally he was lining up on his knees. It was a magnificent
+exhibition of pluck. As I recall, Bob lasted to the end of the game.</p>
+
+<p>"It was not until near the close that any scoring took place and then
+Harvard made two <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">[Pg 295]</a></span>touchdowns in quick succession. We lacked substitutes
+to put in and, even if we had had them, it is doubtful whether we could
+have got them in as long as a player was able to stand up. The only
+satisfaction we had was that we had done the best we could to win and
+our confidence that with Cowan we could have won even if Holden had not
+been hurt. We had beaten Harvard the year before with essentially the
+same team that we played in this game."</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">[Pg 296]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XVI" id="CHAPTER_XVI"></a>CHAPTER XVI</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL</p>
+
+
+<p>It is almost possible, I think, to divide football men into two distinct
+classes&mdash;those who are made into players (and often very good ones) by
+the coaches and those who are born with the football instinct. Just how
+to define football instinct is a puzzle, but it is very easy to discern
+it in a candidate, even if he never saw a football till he set foot on
+the campus. By and large, it will be read first in a natural aptitude
+for following the ball. After that, in the general way he has of
+handling himself, from falling on the ball to dodging and straight arm.
+Watch the head coach grin when some green six-foot freshman dives for a
+rolling ball and instinctively clutches it into the soft part of his
+body as he falls on it. Nobody told him to do it just that way, or to
+keep his long arms and legs under control so as to avoid accident, but
+he does it nevertheless and thus shows his football instinct.</p>
+
+<p>There is still another kind of football instinct, and that is the kind
+that is passed down from father to son and from brother to brother. They
+say that the lacemakers of Nottingham don't have to be taught how to
+make lace because, as <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">[Pg 297]</a></span>children, they somehow absorb most of the
+necessary knowledge in the bosom of their family, and I think the same
+thing is true of sons and brothers of football players. Generally, they
+pick up the essentials of the game from "Pop" long before they get to
+school or college or else are properly educated by an argus-eyed
+brother.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo37" id="illo37"><img src="images/illo37.jpg" width="600" height="403" alt="The Poe Family" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Johnson &nbsp;&nbsp;Edgar Allen</span><br />
+<span class="center">Arthur&nbsp;&nbsp; Nelson&nbsp;&nbsp; Gresham&nbsp;&nbsp; Johnny</span><br />
+<span class="caption">THE POE FAMILY</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>But the matter of getting football knowledge&mdash;of developing the
+instinct&mdash;isn't always left to the boy. Unless I'm grievously mistaken
+it's more often the fond father who takes the first step. In fact, some
+fathers I've known have, with a commendable eye to future victories,
+even dated the preparation of their offspring from the hour when he was
+first shown them by the nurse: "Let me take a squint at the little
+rascal," says the beaming father and expertly examines the young
+hopeful's legs. "Ah, hah, bully! We'll make a real football player out
+of <i>him</i>!"</p>
+
+<p>And so, some day when Dick or Ken is six or seven, Father produces a
+strange looking, leather-cased bladder out of a trunk where Mother
+hasn't discovered it and blows it up out on the front porch under the
+youngster's inquisitive eye and tucks in the neck and laces it up.</p>
+
+<p>"What is it, Pop? What you going to do with it?"</p>
+
+<p>"That's what men call a football, Son. And right now I'm going to <i>kick</i>
+it." And kick it he does&mdash;all around the lot&mdash;until after a particularly
+good lift he chuckles to himself, the old war <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">[Pg 298]</a></span>horse, and with the smell
+of ancient battles in his nostrils sits down to give the boy his first
+lesson in the manliest and best game on earth. And this first lesson is
+tackling. Perhaps the picture on the opposite page will remind you of
+the time you taught <i>your</i> boys the good old game.</p>
+
+<p>This particular kind of football instinct has produced many of the
+finest players the colleges have ever seen. In a real football family
+there isn't much bluffing as to what you can do nor are there many
+excuses for a fumble or a missed tackle. With your big brothers' ears
+open and their tongues ready with a caustic remark, it doesn't need
+"Pop's" keen eye to keep you within the realms of truth as to the length
+of your run or why you missed that catch.</p>
+
+<p>Quite often, as it happens, "Pop" is thinking of a certain big game he
+once played in and remembering a play&mdash;Ah! if only he could forget that
+play!&mdash;in which he fumbled and missed the chance of a life-time. Like
+some inexorable motion picture film that refuses to throw anything but
+one fatal scene on the screen, his recollections make the actors take
+their well-remembered positions and the play begins. For the thousandth
+time he gnashes his teeth as he sees the ball slip from his grasp.
+"Dog-gone it," he mutters, "if my boy doesn't do better in the big game
+than <i>I</i> did, I'll whale the hide off him!"</p>
+
+<p>Strangely enough not all brothers of a football family follow one
+another to the same <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">[Pg 299]</a></span>college, and there have been several cases where
+brother played against brother. But for the only son of a great player
+to go anywhere else than to his father's college would be rank heresy. I
+daresay even the other college wouldn't like it.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo38" id="illo38"><img src="images/illo38.jpg" width="600" height="367" alt="Just boys" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">JUST BOYS</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Of famous fathers whose football instinct descended without dilution
+into their sons perhaps the easiest remembered have been Walter Camp,
+who captained the Elis in '78 and '79 and whose son, Walter, Jr., played
+fullback in 1911&mdash;Alfred T. Baker, one of the Princeton backs in '83,
+and '84, whose son Hobey captained his team in 1914&mdash;Snake Ames, who
+played in four championship games for Princeton against both Yale and
+Harvard, and whose son, Knowlton Ames, Jr., played on the Princeton
+teams of '12, '13 and '14&mdash;and that sterling Yale tackle of '91 and '92,
+"Wallie" Winter, whose son, Wallace, Jr., played on his Freshman team in
+1915.</p>
+
+<p>When we come to enumerating the brothers who have played, it is the Poe
+family which comes first to mind. Laying aside friendship or natural
+bias, I feel that my readers will agree with me in the belief that it
+would be hard to find six football players ranking higher than the six
+Poe brothers. Altogether, Princeton has seen some twenty-two years of
+Poes, during at least thirteen of which there was a Poe on the Varsity
+team. Johnson Poe, '84, came first, to be followed by Edgar Allen, twice
+captain, then by Johnny, now in his last resting place "somewhere in
+France,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">[Pg 300]</a></span> then by Nelson, then Arthur, twice the fly in Yale's ointment,
+and lastly by Gresham Poe. I haven't a doubt but that after due lapse of
+time this wonderful family will produce other Poes, sons and cousins, to
+carry on the precious tradition.</p>
+
+<p>Next in point of numbers probably comes the Riggs family of five
+brothers, of whom three, Lawrence, Jesse and Dudley, played on Princeton
+teams, while Harry and Frank were substitutes. The Hodge family were
+four who played at Princeton&mdash;Jack, Hugh, Dick and Sam.</p>
+
+<p>After the Riggs family comes the Young family of Cornell&mdash;Ed., Charles,
+George and Will&mdash;all of whom played tremendously for the Carnelian and
+White in the nineties. Charles Young later studied at the Theological
+Seminary at Princeton and played wonderful football on the scrub in my
+time from sheer love of sport, since as he is, at this writing, physical
+director at Cornell. Amherst boasts of the wonderful Pratt brothers, who
+did much for Amherst football.</p>
+
+<p>Of threes there are quite a number. Prominent among them have been the
+Wilsons of both Yale and Princeton, Tom being a guard on the Princeton
+teams of 1911 and 1912, while Alex captained Yale in 1915 and saw
+another brother in orange and black waiting on the side lines across the
+field. Situations like this are always productive of thrills. Let the
+brother who has been waiting longingly throw off his blanket and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">[Pg 301]</a></span>rush
+across the field into his position and instantly the news flashes
+through the stands. "Brother against brother!" goes the thrilling
+whisper&mdash;and every heart gives an extra throb as it hungers in an unholy
+but perfectly human way for a clash between the two. There were three
+Harlan brothers who played at Princeton in '81, '83, '84.</p>
+
+<p>At Harvard Lothrope, Paul and Ted Withington; Percy, Jack and Sam
+Wendell.</p>
+
+<p>In Cornell a redoubtable trio were the Taussigs. Of these J. Hawley
+Taussig played end for four years ending with the '96 team. Charles
+followed in the same position in '99, '00 and '01 and Joseph K., later
+Lieutenant Commander of the torpedoboat destroyer <i>Wadsworth</i> played
+quarter on the Naval Academy team in '97 and '98.</p>
+
+<p>A third trio of brothers were the Greenways of Yale. Of these, John and
+Gil Greenway played both football and baseball while Jim Greenway rowed
+on the crew. Another Princeton family, well known, has been the Moffats.
+The first of these to play football was Henry, who played on the '73
+team which was the first to beat Yale. He was followed by the
+redoubtable Alex, who kicked goals from all over the field in '82, '83,
+and '84, by Will Moffat who was a Varsity first baseman and by Ned
+Moffat who played with me at Lawrenceville. Equally well known have been
+the Hallowells of Harvard&mdash;F.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">[Pg 302]</a></span> W. Hallowell, '93, R.&nbsp;H. Hallowell, '96,
+and J.&nbsp;W. Hallowell, '01. Another Hallowell&mdash;Penrose&mdash;was on the track
+team, while Colonel Hallowell, the father, was always a power in Harvard
+athletics.</p>
+
+<p>When we come to cite the pairs of brothers who have played, the list
+seems endless. The first to come to mind are Laurie Bliss of the Yale
+teams of '90, '91 and '92 and "Pop" Bliss of the '92 team, principally,
+I think, because of Laurie's wonderful end running behind interference
+and because "Pop" Bliss, at a crucial moment in a Harvard-Yale game
+deliberately disobeyed the signal to plunge through centre on Harvard's
+2-yard line and ingeniously ran around the end for a touchdown. Tommy
+Baker and Alfred Baker were brothers.</p>
+
+<p>Continuing the Yale list, there have been the Hinkeys, Frank and Louis,
+who need no praise as wonderful players&mdash;Charlie and Johnny de
+Saulles&mdash;Sherman and "Ted" Coy&mdash;W.&nbsp;O. Hickok, the famous guard of '92,
+'93 and '94 and his brother Ross&mdash;Herbert and Malcolm McBride, both of
+whom played fullback&mdash;Tad Jones and his brother Howard&mdash;the Philbins,
+Steve and Holliday&mdash;Charlie Chadwick and his younger brother, George,
+who captained his team in 1902. Their father before them was an athlete.</p>
+
+<p>In Harvard there have been the Traffords, Perry and Bernie&mdash;Arthur
+Brewer and Charley <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">[Pg 303]</a></span>the fleet of foot, who ran ninety yards in the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1895 and caught Suter from behind&mdash;the two
+Shaws,&mdash;Evarts Wrenn, '92 and his famous cousin Bob who played tennis
+quite as well as he played football.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo39" id="illo39"><img src="images/illo39.jpg" width="600" height="371" alt="Hobey Baker; Walter Camp, Jr.; Snake Ames, Jr." title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HOBEY BAKER; &nbsp;&nbsp;WALTER CAMP, JR.;&nbsp;&nbsp; SNAKE AMES, JR.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Princeton, too, has seen many pairs of brothers&mdash;"Beef" Wheeler, the
+famous guard of '92, '93 and '94 and Bert Wheeler, the splendid fullback
+of '98 and '99 whose cool-headed playing helped us win from Yale both in
+Princeton and at New Haven&mdash;the Rosengartens, Albert and his cousin
+Fritz and Albert's brother who played for Pennsylvania&mdash;the Tibbotts,
+Dave and Fred&mdash;J.&nbsp;R. Church, '88, and Bill Church, the roaring, stamping
+tackle of '95 and '96&mdash;Ross and Steve McClave&mdash;Harry and George
+Lathrope&mdash;Jarvis Geer and Marshall Geer who played with me on teams at
+both school and college&mdash;Billy Bannard and Horace Bannard&mdash;Fred Kafer
+and Dana Kafer, the first named being also the very best amateur catcher
+I have ever seen. Fred Kafer, by the way, furnished an interesting
+anachronism in that while he was one of the ablest mathematicians of his
+time in college he found it wellnigh impossible to remember his football
+signals! Let us not forget, too, Bal Ballin, who was a Princeton
+captain, and his brother Cyril.</p>
+
+<p>In other colleges, the instances of football skill developed by
+brotherly emulation have been nearly as well marked. Dartmouth, for
+instance, produced the Bankhart brothers&mdash;Cornell, the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_304" id="Page_304">[Pg 304]</a></span> Starbucks&mdash;one
+of them, Raymond, captaining his team&mdash;the Cools, Frank and Gib&mdash;the
+latter being picked by good judges as the All-America center in
+1915&mdash;and the Warners, Bill and Glenn.</p>
+
+<p>The greatest three players from any one family that ever played the
+backfield would probably be the three Draper brothers&mdash;Louis, Phil and
+Fred. All went to Williams and all were stars; heavy, fast backs, who
+were good both on defense and offense, capable of doing an immense
+amount of work and never getting hurt.</p>
+
+<p>At Pennsylvania, there have been the Folwells, Nate and R.&nbsp;C. Folwell
+and the Woodruffs, George and Wiley, although George Woodruff,
+originator of the celebrated "guards back," was a Yale man long before
+he coached at Pennsylvania. It is impossible for any one who saw Jack
+Minds play to forget this great back of '94, '95, '96 and '97, whose
+brother also wore the Red and Blue a few years later.</p>
+
+<p>Doubtless there have been many more fathers, brothers and sons who have
+been equally famous and I ask indulgence for my sins of omission, for
+the list is long. Principally, I have recalled their names for the
+reason that I knew or now know many of these great players intimately
+and so have learned the curious longing&mdash;perhaps "passion"&mdash;for the game
+which is passed from one to the other of a football family. In a way
+this might be compared with the military spirit which <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_305" id="Page_305">[Pg 305]</a></span>allows a family
+to state proudly that "<i>we</i> have always been Army (or Navy) people." And
+who shall say that the clash and conflict of this game, invented and
+played only by thoroughly virile men, are not productive of precisely
+those qualities of which the race may, some day, well stand in need. If
+by the passing down from father to son and from brother to brother of a
+spirit of cheerful self-denial throughout the hard fall months&mdash;of grim
+doggedness under imminent defeat and of fair play at all times, whether
+victor or vanquished&mdash;a finer, truer sense of what a man may be and do
+is forged out of the raw material, then football may feel that it has
+served a purpose even nobler than that of being simply America's
+greatest college game.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_306" id="Page_306">[Pg 306]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XVII" id="CHAPTER_XVII"></a>CHAPTER XVII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS</p>
+
+
+<p>There are not many football enthusiasts who analyze the factors that
+bring victory. Many of us do not appreciate the importance attached to
+the trainer, or realize the great part that he plays, until we are out
+of college. We know that the men who bore the brunt of the battle have
+received their full share of glory&mdash;the players and coaches.</p>
+
+<p>But there arises in the midst of our athletic world men who trained, men
+who safeguarded the players. Trainers have been associated with football
+since the early eighties, and a careful trainer's eye should ever be on
+the lookout wherever football is played. Players, coaches and trainers
+go hand in hand in football.</p>
+
+<p>Every one of these men that I have known has had a strong personality.
+Each one, however, differed somewhat from the others. There is a great
+affection on the part of the players for the man who cares for their
+athletic welfare. These men are often more than mere trainers. Their
+personalities have carried them farther than the dressing room. Their
+interest in the boys has continued after they left college. Their
+influence <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307">[Pg 307]</a></span>has been a lasting one, morally, as well as physically.</p>
+
+<p>On account of their association, the trainers keep pace with the men
+about them; not limiting their interest to athletics. They are always
+found entertaining at the athletic banquets, and their personalities
+count for much on the campus. They are all but boys grown up, with well
+known athletic records behind them. In the hospital, or in the quietness
+of a college room, or on trips, the trainer is a friend and adviser.</p>
+
+<p>Go and talk to the trainer of the football team if you want to get an
+unbiased opinion of the team's work or of the value of the individual
+coaches. Some of our trainers know much about the game of football&mdash;the
+technical side&mdash;and their advice is valuable.</p>
+
+<p>Every trainer longs to handle good material, but more power to the
+trainer who goes ahead with what he's got and makes the best out of it
+without a murmur. In our recollections we know of teams that were
+reported to be going stale&mdash;"over-trained"&mdash;"a team of cripples"&mdash;who
+slumped&mdash;could not stand the test&mdash;were easily winded&mdash;could not endure.</p>
+
+<p>They were nightmares to the trainer. Soon you read in the daily press
+indications that a change of trainer is about to take place in such a
+college.</p>
+
+<p>Then we turn to another page of our recollections where we read:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_308" id="Page_308">[Pg 308]</a></span></p><p>"The team is fit to play the game of their lives." "Only eleven men
+were used in to-day's game." "Great tribute to the trainer." "Men could
+have played all day"&mdash;"no time taken out"&mdash;"not a man injured"&mdash;"pink of
+condition." Usually all this spells victory.</p>
+
+<p>Jack McMasters was the first trainer that I met. "Scottie," as every one
+affectionately called him, never asked a man to work for him any harder
+than he would work himself. In a former chapter you have read how Jack
+and I put in some hard work together.</p>
+
+<p>I recall a trip to Boston, where Princeton was to play Harvard. Most of
+the Princeton team had retired for the night. About ten o'clock Arthur
+Poe came down into the corridor of the Vendome Hotel and told "Scottie"
+that Bill Church and Johnny Baird were upstairs taking a cold shower.</p>
+
+<p>Jack was furious, and without stopping for the elevator hustled upstairs
+two steps at a time only to find both of these players sound asleep in
+bed. Needless to say that Arthur Poe kept out of sight until Jack
+retired for the night. A trainer's life is not all pleasure.</p>
+
+<p>Once after the train had started from Princeton this same devilish
+Arthur Poe, as Jack would call him, rushed up forward to where Jack was
+sitting in the train and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Jack, I don't see Bummie Booth anywhere on <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_309" id="Page_309">[Pg 309]</a></span>the train. I guess he must
+have been left behind."</p>
+
+<p>With much haste and worry Jack made a hurried search of the entire train
+to find Booth sitting in the last seat in the rear car with a broad grin
+on his face.</p>
+
+<p>Jack's training experience was a very broad one. He trained many
+victorious teams at Harvard after he left Princeton and was finally
+trainer at Annapolis. A pronounced decoration that adorns "Scottie" is a
+much admired bunch of gold footballs and baseballs, which he wears
+suspended from his watch chain&mdash;in fact, so many, that he has had to
+have his chain reinforced. If you could but sit down with Jack and
+admire this prized collection and listen to some of his prized
+achievements&mdash;humorous stories of the men he has trained and some of the
+victories which these trophies designate you would agree with me that no
+two covers could hold them.</p>
+
+<p>But we must leave Jack for the present at home with his family in Sandy
+Hook Cottage, Drummore by Stranraer, Scotland, in the best of health,
+happy in his recollection of a service well rendered and appreciated by
+every one who knew him.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Jim Robinson</span></p>
+
+<p>There was something about Jim Robinson that made the men who knew him in
+his training days <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_310" id="Page_310">[Pg 310]</a></span>refer to him as "Dear Old Jim," and although he no
+longer cries out from the side lines "trot up, men," a favorite
+expression of his when he wanted to keep the men stirring about, there
+still lives within all of us who knew him a keen appreciation of his
+service and loyalty to the different colleges where he trained.</p>
+
+<p>He began training at Princeton in 1883 and he finished his work there.
+How fine was the tribute that was paid him on the day of his funeral!
+Dolly Dillon, captain of the 1906 team, and his loyal team mates, all of
+whom had been carefully attended by Jim Robinson on the football field
+that fall, acted as pallbearers. There was also a host of old athletes
+and friends from all over the country who came to pay their last tribute
+to this great sportsman and trainer.</p>
+
+<p>Mike Murphy and Jim Robinson were always contesting trainers. At
+Princeton that day with the team gathered around, Murphy related some
+interesting and touching experiences of Jim's career.</p>
+
+<p>Jim's family still lives at Princeton, and on one of my recent visits
+there, I called upon Mrs. Robinson. We talked of Jim, and I saw again
+the loving cups and trophies that Jim had shown me years before.</p>
+
+<p>Jim Robinson trained many of the heroes of the old days, Hector Cowan
+being one of them. In later years he idolized the playing of that great
+football hero, John DeWitt, who appreciated <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_311" id="Page_311">[Pg 311]</a></span>all that Jim did to make
+his team the winner. The spirit of Jim Robinson was comforting as well
+as humorous. No mention of Jim would be complete without his dialect.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo40" id="illo40"><img src="images/illo40.jpg" width="600" height="370" alt="The Elect" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE ELECT</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>He was an Englishman and abused his h's in a way that was a delight to
+the team. Ross McClave tells of fun at the training table one day when
+he asked Jim how to spell "saloon." Jim, smiling broadly and knowing he
+was to amuse these fellows as he had the men in days gone by, said:
+"Hess&mdash;Hay&mdash;Hell&mdash;two Hoes&mdash;and&mdash;a Hen."</p>
+
+<p>Few men got more work out of a team than did Jim Robinson. There was
+always a time for play and a time for work with Jim.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Mike Murphy</span></p>
+
+<p>Mike Murphy was the dean of trainers.</p>
+
+<p>Bob Torrey, one of the most remarkable center-rushes that Pennsylvania
+ever had, is perhaps one of the greatest admirers of Mike Murphy during
+his latter years. Torrey can tell it better than I can.</p>
+
+<p>"Murphy's sense of system was wonderful; he was a keen observer and had
+a remarkable memory; he seemed to do very little in the way of
+bookkeeping, but his mind was carefully pigeon-holed and was a perfect
+card index.</p>
+
+<p>"He could have thirty men on the field at once and carry on
+conversations with visitors and graduates; issue orders to workmen and
+never lose <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_312" id="Page_312">[Pg 312]</a></span>sight of a single one of his men. He was popular wherever he
+went. His fame was not only known here, but abroad. His charm of manner
+and his cheerful courage will be remembered by all who knew him, but
+only those who knew him well realize what an influence he had on the
+boys with whom he worked, and how high were his ideals of manhood. The
+amount of good done by Mike Murphy in steering boys into the right track
+can never be estimated."</p>
+
+<p>Prep' School boys athletically inclined followed Murphy. Many a man went
+to college in order to get Murphy's training. He was an athletic magnet.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">"<span class="smcap">The Old Mike</span>"</p>
+
+<p>The town of Natick, Mass., boasts of Mike Murphy's early days. Wonderful
+athletic traditions centered there. His early days were eventful for his
+athletic success, as he won all kinds of professional prizes for short
+distance running. Boyhood friends of Mike Murphy tell of the comradeship
+among Mike Murphy, Keene Fitzpatrick, Pooch and Piper Donovan&mdash;all
+Natick boys. They give glowing accounts of the "truck team" consisting
+of this clever quartet, each of whom were "ten-second" men in the
+sprinting game.</p>
+
+<p>If that great event which was run off at the Marlboro Fair and Cattle
+Show could be witnessed to-day, thousands of admirers would love to see
+in action those trainers, see them as the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_313" id="Page_313">[Pg 313]</a></span> Natick Hose truck defeated
+the Westboro team that day, and sent the Westboro contingent home with
+shattered hopes and empty pocketbooks.</p>
+
+<p>"In connection with Army-Navy games," writes Crolius of Dartmouth, "I'll
+never forget Mike Murphy's wonderful ability to read men's condition by
+their 'mental attitude.' He was nearly infallible in his diagnosis."</p>
+
+<p>Once we questioned Mike. He said, "Go get last year's money back, you're
+going to lick them!" And true to his uncanny understanding he was right.
+Was it any wonder that men gave Murphy the credit due him?</p>
+
+<p>Mike Murphy had a strong influence over the players. He was their
+ever-present friend. He could talk to a man, and his personality could
+reach farther than any of the coaches. The teams that Murphy talked to
+between the halves, both at Yale and Pennsylvania, were always inspired.
+Mike Murphy always gave a man something of himself.</p>
+
+<p>It is interesting to read what a fellow trainer, Keene Fitzpatrick, has
+to say of Mike:</p>
+
+<p>"Mike first started to train at Yale. Then he went to the Detroit
+Athletic Club in Detroit; then he came back to Yale; then he went to the
+University of Pennsylvania; then back to Yale again, and finally back to
+the University of Penn', where he died.</p>
+
+<p>"We were always great friends and got together every summer; we used to
+go up to a little <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_314" id="Page_314">[Pg 314]</a></span>country town, Westboro, on a farm; had a little room
+in a farmhouse outside of the town of Natick, and there we used to get
+together every year (Mike and Fitz') and share our opinions, and compare
+and give each other the benefit of our discoveries of the season's work.</p>
+
+<p>"Murphy was one of the greatest sprinters this world ever had. They
+called him 'stucky' because he had so much grit and determination. The
+year after Mike died the Intercollegiate was held at Cambridge. All the
+trainers got together and a lot of flowers were sent out to Mike's grave
+in Hopkinton, Massachusetts."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">A CHAT WITH POOCH DONOVAN</p>
+
+<p>Pooch Donovan's success at Harvard goes hand in hand with that of
+Haughton.</p>
+
+<p>In the great success of Harvard's Varsity, year after year, the fine
+hand of the trainer has been noticeable. Harvard's teams have stood the
+test wonderfully well, and all the honors that go with victory have been
+heaped upon Pooch Donovan's head.</p>
+
+<p>Every man on the Harvard squad knows that Donovan can get as much work
+out of his players as it is possible for any human being to get out of
+them. Pooch Donovan served at Yale in 1888, 1889 and 1890, when Mike
+Murphy was trainer there. He and Donovan used to have long talks
+together and they were ever comparing notes on the training of varsity
+teams. Pooch Donovan <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_315" id="Page_315">[Pg 315]</a></span>owes much to Mike Murphy, and the latter was
+Pooch's loyal supporter.</p>
+
+<p>"What made Mike Murphy a sturdy man, was that he was such a hard
+loser&mdash;he could not stand to lose," says Donovan.</p>
+
+<p>"You know the thing that keeps me young is working shoulder to shoulder
+with these young fellows." This to me, in the dressing-room, where we
+have no time for anything but cold truths. "It was the same thing that
+kept Mike Murphy going ten years after the doctors said he would soon be
+all in. That was when he returned to Yale, after he had been at
+Pennsylvania. There is something about this sort of work that
+invigorates us and keeps us young. I'm no longer a young man in years,
+but it is the spirit and inspiration of youth with which this work
+identifies me that keeps me really young."</p>
+
+<p>When I asked Pooch about Eddie Mahan's great all-around ability, his
+face lighted up, and I saw immediately that what I had heard was
+true&mdash;that Donovan simply idolized Eddie Mahan. Mahan lives in Natick,
+Massachusetts, where Donovan also has his home. He has seen Ned Mahan
+grow to manhood. Mahan had his first football training as a player on
+the Natick High School team.</p>
+
+<p>"Ned Mahan," said Pooch, "was the best all-around football man I have
+ever handled. He was easy to handle, eager to do as he was told, and he
+never caused the trainer any worry. Up <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_316" id="Page_316">[Pg 316]</a></span>to the very last moment he
+played, he was eager to learn everything he could that would improve his
+game. He had lots of football ability.</p>
+
+<p>"You know Mahan was a great star at Andover. He kicked wonderfully there
+and was good in all departments of the game, and he improved a hundred
+per cent. after he came to Harvard."</p>
+
+<p>Pooch Donovan told me about the first day that Eddie Mahan came out upon
+the Harvard field. At Cambridge, little is known by the head coach about
+a freshman's ability. One day Haughton said to Pooch Donovan:</p>
+
+<p>"Where is that Natick friend of yours? Bring him over to the Stadium and
+let's see him kick."</p>
+
+<p>Donovan got Mahan and Haughton said to Mahan:</p>
+
+<p>"Let's see you kick."</p>
+
+<p>Mahan boosted the ball seventy yards, and Haughton said:</p>
+
+<p>"What kind of a kick is that?"</p>
+
+<p>Mahan thought it was a great kick.</p>
+
+<p>"How do you think any ends can cover that?" said Haughton.</p>
+
+<p>Mahan thereupon kicked a couple more, low ones, but they went about as
+far.</p>
+
+<p>"Who told you <i>you</i> could kick?" quoth Haughton. "You must kick high
+enough for your ends to cover the distance."</p>
+
+<p>"Take it easy and don't get excited," Donovan <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_317" id="Page_317">[Pg 317]</a></span>was whispering to Mahan
+on the side. "Take your time, Ned."</p>
+
+<p>But Mahan continued kicking from bad to worse. Haughton was getting
+disgusted, and finally remarked:</p>
+
+<p>"Your ends never can cover those punts."</p>
+
+<p>Mahan then kicked one straight up over his head, and the first word ever
+uttered by him on the Harvard field, was his reply to Haughton:</p>
+
+<p>"I guess almost any end can cover <i>that</i> punt," he said.</p>
+
+<p>Donovan tells me that he used to carry in his pocket a few blank
+cartridges for starting sprinters. Sitting on a bench with some friends,
+on Soldiers' Field, one day he reached into his hip pocket for some
+loose tobacco. Unconsciously he stuffed into the heel of his pipe a
+blank cartridge that had become mixed with the tobacco. The gun club was
+practicing within hearing distance of the field. As Donovan lighted his
+pipe the cartridge went off. He thought he was shot. Leaping to his feet
+he ran down the field, his friends after him.</p>
+
+<p>"I was surprised at my own physical condition&mdash;at my being able to stand
+so well the shock of being shot," says Donovan in telling the story. "My
+friends thought also that I was shot. But when I slowed up, still
+bewildered, and they caught up with me, they were puzzled to see my face
+covered with powder marks and a broken pipe stem sticking out of my
+mouth.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_318" id="Page_318">[Pg 318]</a></span></p><p>"Not until then did any of us realize what had really happened. The
+cartridge had grazed my nose slightly, but outside of that I was all
+right. Since then I am very careful what I put in my tobacco."</p>
+
+<p>Eddie is known as "Pooch Donovan's pet." Probably the bluest time that
+Donovan ever had&mdash;in fact, he says it was the bluest&mdash;was when Eddie
+Mahan had an off-day in the Stadium. That was the day when Cornell beat
+Harvard. Mahan himself says it was the worst day he ever had in his
+life, and he blames himself.</p>
+
+<p>"It was just as things will come sometimes," Pooch said to me. "Nobody
+knows why they will come, but come they will once in a while."</p>
+
+<p>"Burr, the great Harvard captain," said Pooch, "was a natural born
+leader of men. He knew a lot of football and Haughton thought the world
+of him. Burr went along finely until the last week of the season. Then,
+in falling on the ball, he bruised his shoulder, and would not allow
+himself to go into the Yale game. It was really this display of good
+judgment on his part that enabled Harvard to win.</p>
+
+<p>"Too often a team has been handicapped by the playing of a crippled
+veteran. As a matter of fact, the worst kind of a substitute is often
+better than a crippled player. The fact that the great captain, Burr,
+stood on the side lines while his team was playing, urged his team mates
+on to greater efforts.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_319" id="Page_319">[Pg 319]</a></span></p><p>"In this same game the opposite side of this question was demonstrated.
+Bobbie Burch, the Yale captain, who had been injured the week before the
+game, was put in the game. His injury handicapped the Yale team
+considerably."</p>
+
+<p>Pooch Donovan has been eight years at Harvard. He has five gold
+footballs, which he prizes and wears on his watch chain. During the
+eight years there have been five victories over Yale, two ties and one
+defeat. Pooch has been a football player himself and the experience has
+made him a better trainer.</p>
+
+<p>In 1895 he played on Temple's team of the Duquesne Athletic Club. He was
+trainer and halfback, and was very fond of the game. Later on he played
+in Cleveland against the Chicago Athletic Club, on whose team played
+Heffelfinger, Sport Donnelly, and other famous knights of the gridiron.</p>
+
+<p>"In the morning we did everything we could to make the stay of the
+visiting team pleasant," says Donovan, regarding those days, "but in the
+afternoon it was different, and in the midst of the game a fellow
+couldn't help wondering how men could be so nice to each other in the
+morning and so rough in the afternoon."</p>
+
+<p>Pooch Donovan cannot say enough in favor of Doctor E.&nbsp;H. Nichols, the
+doctor for the Harvard team. Pooch's judgment is endorsed by many a
+Harvard man that I have talked to.</p>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_320" id="Page_320">[Pg 320]</a></span></p><p><span class="smcap">Keene Fitzpatrick</span></p>
+
+<p>When Biffy Lea was coaching at the University of Michigan in 1901, it
+was my opportunity and privilege to see something of Western football. I
+was at Ann Arbor assisting Lea the last week before Michigan played
+Chicago. Michigan was defeated. That night at a banquet given to the
+Michigan team, there arose a man to respond to a toast.</p>
+
+<p>His words were cheering to the men and roused them out of the gloom of
+despair and defeat to a strong hope for the coming year. That man was
+Keene Fitzpatrick. I had heard much about him, but now that I really had
+come to meet him I realized what a magnetic man he was.</p>
+
+<p>He knew men and how to get the best out of them. Fitzpatrick went from
+Michigan to Yale, from Yale back to Michigan, and then to Princeton,
+where Princeton men hope he will always stay.</p>
+
+<p>Michigan admirers were loath to lose Fitzpatrick and their tribute to
+him on leaving was as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"The University of Michigan combination was broken yesterday when Keene
+Fitzpatrick announced that he had accepted Princeton's offer, to take
+effect in the fall of 1910. He was trainer for Michigan for 15 years.
+For five years Fitz' has been sought by every large university in the
+East.</p>
+
+<p>"What was Michigan's loss, was Princeton's <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_321" id="Page_321">[Pg 321]</a></span>gain. He made men better,
+not alone physically, but morally. His work has been uplifting along all
+lines of university activities. In character and example he is as great
+and untiring as in his teaching and precept. The final and definite
+knowledge of his determination to leave Michigan is a severe blow to the
+students all of whom know and appreciate his work. Next to President
+Angell, no man of the University of Michigan, in the last ten years, has
+exerted a more wholesome influence upon the students than has Keene
+Fitzpatrick. His work brought him in close touch with the students and
+his influence over them for good has been wonderful. He is a man of
+ideals and clean life."</p>
+
+<p>"To 'Fitz,' as the boys called him, as much as to the great coach Yost
+is due Michigan's fine record in football. His place will be hard to
+fill. Fitz has aided morally in placing athletics on a high plane and in
+cultivating a fine spirit of sportsmanship. He was elected an honorary
+member of the class of 1913 at Princeton. The Secretary of the class
+wrote him a letter in which he said: 'The senior class deeply
+appreciates your successful efforts, and in behalf of the University
+takes this opportunity of expressing its indebtedness to you for the
+valuable results which you have accomplished.'"</p>
+
+<p>Yost had a high opinion of Fitzpatrick.</p>
+
+<p>"Fitz and I worked together for nine years," writes Yost. "We were like
+brothers during that <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_322" id="Page_322">[Pg 322]</a></span>association at Michigan. There is no one person
+who contributed so much to the University of Michigan as this great
+trainer. His wonderful personality, his expert assistance and that great
+optimism of his stood out as his leading qualifications. My association
+with him is one of the pleasantest recollections of my life. He put the
+men in shape, trained them and developed them. They were 'usable' all
+the time. He is a trainer who has his men in the finest mental condition
+possible. I don't think there was ever a trainer who kept men more fit,
+physically and mentally, than Keene Fitzpatrick."</p>
+
+<p>There were in Michigan two players, brothers, who were far apart in
+skill. Keene says one was of varsity calibre, but wanted his brother,
+too, to make the Eleven. "Once," says Keene, "when we were going on a
+trip, John, who was a better player, said, 'I will not go if Joe cannot
+go,' so in order to get John, we had to take Joe."</p>
+
+<p>Fitzpatrick tells of an odd experience in football. "In 1901 Michigan
+went out to Southern California and played Leland Stanford University at
+Pasadena, January 1. When the Michigan team left Ann Arbor for
+California in December, it was 12&deg; below zero and when they played on
+New Year's it was 80&deg; at 3 <span class="smcap">p.&nbsp;m.</span>"</p>
+
+<p>Stanford was supposed to have a big advantage due to the climate.
+Michigan won by a score of 49 to 0. Michigan used but eleven men in the
+game, and it was their first scrimmage since<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_323" id="Page_323">[Pg 323]</a></span> Thanksgiving Day. A funny
+thing happened en route to Pasadena.</p>
+
+<p>"Every time the train stopped," said Keene, "we hustled the men out to
+give them practice running through signals and passing the ball.
+Everything went well until we arrived in Ogden, Utah. We hustled the men
+out as usual for a work-out, and in less than two minutes the men were
+all in, lying down on the ground, gasping for breath. We could not
+understand what was wrong, until some one came along and reminded us
+that we were in a very high altitude and that it affected people who
+were not accustomed to it. We all felt better when we received that
+information."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Michael J. Sweeney</span></p>
+
+<p>There are few trainers in our prep. schools who can match the record of
+Mike Sweeney. He has been an important part of the Hill School's
+athletics for years. Many of the traditions of this school are grouped,
+in fact, about his personality. Hill School boys are loud in their
+praises of Sweeney's achievements. He always had a strong hold on the
+students there. He has given many a boy words of encouragement that have
+helped him on in the school, and this same boy has come back to him in
+after life to get words of advice.</p>
+
+<p>Many colleges tried to sever his connection with Hill School. I know
+that at one time Princeton <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_324" id="Page_324">[Pg 324]</a></span>was very anxious to get Sweeney's services.
+He was happy at Hill School, however, and decided to stay. It was there
+at Hill School that Sweeney turned out some star athletes. Perhaps one
+of the most prominent was Tom Shevlin. Sweeney saw great possibilities
+in Shevlin. He taught him the fundamentals that made Shevlin one of the
+greatest ends that ever played at Yale. He typified Sweeney's ideal
+football player. Shevlin never lost an opportunity to express
+appreciation of what Sweeney had done for him.</p>
+
+<p>Tom gave all credit for his athletic ability to Mike Sweeney of Hill and
+Mike Murphy of Yale. His last desire for Yale athletics was to bring
+Sweeney to Yale and have him installed, not as a direct coach or trainer
+of any team, but more as a general athletic director, connected with the
+faculty, to advise and help in all branches of college sport.</p>
+
+<p>Tom Shevlin idolized Sweeney. Those who were at the banquet of the 1905
+team at Cambridge will recall the tribute that Shevlin then paid to him.
+He declared that he regarded Sweeney as "the world's greatest brain on
+all forms of athletics."</p>
+
+<p>Whenever Mike Sweeney puts his heart into his work he is one of the most
+completely absorbed men I know.</p>
+
+<p>Sweeney possesses an uncanny insight into the workings of the games and
+individuals. Often<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_325" id="Page_325">[Pg 325]</a></span>times as he sits on the side lines he can foretell an
+accident coming to a player.</p>
+
+<p>Mike was sitting on the Yale side lines one day, and remarked to Ed
+Wylie, a former Hill School player&mdash;a Yale substitute at that time:</p>
+
+<p>"They ought to take Smith out of the game; he shows signs of weakening.
+You'd better go tell the trainer to do it."</p>
+
+<p>But before Wylie could get to the trainer, several plays had been run
+off and the man who had played too long received an injury, and was done
+for. Sweeney's predictions generally ring true.</p>
+
+<p>It is rather remarkable, and especially fortunate that a prep. school
+should have such an efficient athletic director. For thirteen years
+Sweeney acted in that capacity and coached all the teams. He taught
+other men to teach football.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Jack Moakley</span></p>
+
+<p>Had any one gone to Ithaca in the hope of obtaining the services of Jack
+Moakley, the Cornell trainer, he would have found this popular trainer's
+friends rising up and showing him the way to the station, because there
+never has been a human being who could sever the relations between Jack
+Moakley and Cornell.</p>
+
+<p>The record he has made with his track teams alone entitles him to a high
+place, if not the highest place, on the trainer's roll of honor. To tell
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_326" id="Page_326">[Pg 326]</a></span>of his achievements would fill an entire chapter, but as we are
+confining ourselves to football, his work in this department of Cornell
+sports stands on a par with any football trainer.</p>
+
+<p>Jack Moakley takes his work very seriously and no man works any harder
+on the Cornell squad than does their trainer. Costello, a Cornell
+captain of years ago, relates the following incident:</p>
+
+<p>"Jack Moakley had a man on his squad who had a great habit of digging up
+unusual fads, generally in the matter of diet. At this particular time
+he had decided to live solely on grape nuts. As he was one of the best
+men on the team, Jack did not burden himself with trouble over this fad,
+although at several times Moakley told him that he might improve if he
+would eat some real food. However, when this man started a grape nut
+campaign among the younger members of the squad he aroused Jack's ire
+and upon his arrival at the field house he wiped the black board clean
+of all instructions and in letters a foot high wrote:</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"They who eat beef are beefy."<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">"They who eat nuts are nutty."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<p>The resultant kidding finally made the old beefsteak popular with our
+friend.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Johnny Mack</span></p>
+
+<p>It would not seem natural if one failed to see Johnny Mack on the side
+lines where Yale is <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_327" id="Page_327">[Pg 327]</a></span>playing. In eleven years at New Haven Yale teams
+were never criticised on account of their condition. The physical
+condition of the Yale team has always been left entirely in Johnny
+Mack's hands, and the hard contests that they went through in the season
+of 1915 were enough to worry any trainer. Johnny Mack was always
+optimistic.</p>
+
+<p>There is much humor in Johnny Mack. It is amusing to hear Johnny tell of
+the experience that he and Pooch Donovan had in a Paris restaurant, and
+I'm sure you can all imagine the rest. Johnny said they got along pretty
+well with their French until they ordered potatoes and the waiters
+brought in a peck of peas.</p>
+
+<p>It is a difficult task for a trainer to tell whether a player is fully
+conscious of all that is going on in a game. Sometimes a hard tackle or
+a blow on the head will upset a man. Johnny Mack tells a story that
+illustrates this fact:</p>
+
+<p>"There was a quarterback working in the game one day. I thought he was
+going wrong. I said to the coach: 'I think something has happened to our
+quarterback.' He told me to go out and look him over. I went out and
+called the captain to one side after I had permission from the Referee.
+I asked him if he thought the quarterback was going right. He replied
+that he thought he was, but called out some signals to him to see if he
+knew them. The quarter answered the captain's questions after a fashion
+and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_328" id="Page_328">[Pg 328]</a></span>the captain was satisfied, but, just the same, he didn't look good
+to me. I asked the captain to let me give him a signal; one we never
+used, and one the captain did not even know.</p>
+
+<p>"Said I, 'What's this one&mdash;48-16-32-12?'</p>
+
+<p>"'That's me through the right end,' he said.</p>
+
+<p>"'Not on your life, old man,' said I, 'that's you and me to the side
+lines!'</p>
+
+<p>"I remember one fall," says Johnny, "when we were very shy on big
+material at Yale. The coaches told me to take a walk about the campus
+and hunt up some big fellows who might possibly come out for football.
+While going along the Commons at noon, the first fellow I met was a big,
+fine looking man, a 210 pounder at least, with big, broad shoulders. I
+stopped him and asked if he had ever played football.</p>
+
+<p>"'Yes,' he said, 'I played a little at school. I'll come out next week.'
+I told him not to bother about next week, but to come out that
+afternoon&mdash;that I'd meet him at the gym' at one o'clock and have some
+clothes for him. He came at one o'clock and I told one of the rubbers to
+have some clothes ready. When I came back at 1:30 and looked around I
+couldn't recognize him. 'Where in the world is my big fellow?' I said to
+Jim the rubber.</p>
+
+<p>"'Your big fellow? Why, he just passed you,' said Jim.</p>
+
+<p>"'No,' said I, 'that can't be the man; that must be some consumptive.'</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_329" id="Page_329">[Pg 329]</a></span></p><p>"'Just the same, that's your big fellow in his football suit,' said
+Jim. 'The biggest part of him is hanging up in there on a nail.'</p>
+
+<p>"<i>Some</i> tailors, these fellows have nowadays."</p>
+
+<p>Johnny Mack further tells of an amusing incident in Foster Sanford's
+coaching.</p>
+
+<p>"At early practice in New Haven Sanford was working the linemen," says
+Johnny. "He picked a green, husky looking boy out of the line of
+candidates and was soon playing against him. He didn't know who Sandy
+was, and believe me, Sandy was handling him pretty rough to see what he
+was made of. The first thing you know the fellow was talking to himself
+and, when Sandy was careless, suddenly shot over a stiff one on Sandy's
+face and yelled:</p>
+
+<p>"'I'm going to have you know that no man's going to push <i>me</i> around
+this field.'</p>
+
+<p>"Sandy was happy as could be. He patted the chap on the back and roared,
+'Good stuff; you're all right. You're the kind of a man I want. We can
+use men like you!'</p>
+
+<p>"But Foster Sanford was not the only old-timer who could take the young
+ones' hard knocks," says Johnny. "I've seen Heffelfinger come back to
+Yale Field after being out of college twenty years and play with the
+scrubs for fifty-five minutes without a layoff! I never saw a man with
+such endurance.</p>
+
+<p>"Ted Coy was a big, good-natured fellow. He was never known to take time
+out in a game in <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_330" id="Page_330">[Pg 330]</a></span>the four years he played football. In his senior year
+he didn't play until the West Point game. While West Point was putting
+it all over us, Coy was on the side lines, frantically running up and
+down. But we had strict instructions from the doctor not to play him, no
+matter what happened.</p>
+
+<p>"Suddenly Coy said: 'Johnny, let me in. I'm not going to have my team
+licked by this crowd.' And in he jumped.</p>
+
+<p>"I saw him call Philbin up alongside of him and the first thing I knew I
+saw Philbin and Coy running up the field like a couple of deer. In just
+three plays they took the ball from our own 5-yard line to a touchdown.
+After that there was a different spirit in the team. Coy was an
+inspiration to his players."</p>
+
+<p>"One more story," says Johnny.</p>
+
+<p>"There were two boys at New Haven. Their first names were Jack, and both
+were substitutes on the scrub. About the middle of the second half in
+the Harvard game, the coach told me to go and warm up Jack. One of the
+Jacks jumped up, while the other Jack sank back on the bench with
+surprise and sorrow on his face. Seeing that a mistake had been made, I
+said, 'Not you, but <i>you</i>, Jack,' and pointed to the other. As the right
+Jack jumped up, the cloudy face turned to sunshine, as only a football
+player can imagine, and the sunny smile of the first Jack turned to
+deepest gloom, an affecting sight I shall never forget."</p>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_331" id="Page_331">[Pg 331]</a></span></p><p>"<span class="smcap">Huggins of Brown</span>"</p>
+
+<p>I know of no college trainer who seems to get more pleasure out of his
+work than Huggins of Brown. There are numerous incidents that are
+recorded in this book that have been the experiences of this
+good-natured trainer.</p>
+
+<p>A trainer's life is not always a merry one. Many things occur that tend
+to worry him, but he gets a lot of fun out of it just the same. Huggins
+says:</p>
+
+<p>"Some few years ago Brown had a big lineman on its team who had never
+been to New York, where we went that year to meet Carlisle. The players
+put in quite a bit of time jollying him and having all sorts of fun at
+his expense. We stopped at one of the big hotels, and the rooms were on
+the seventh and eighth floors. In the rooms were the rope fire escapes,
+common in those days, knotted every foot or so. The big lineman asked
+what it was for, and the other fellows told him, but added that this
+room was the only one so equipped and that he must look sharp that none
+of the others helped themselves to it for their protection against fire.</p>
+
+<p>"That night, as usual, I was making my rounds after the fellows had gone
+to bed. Coming into this player's room I saw that he was asleep, but
+that there appeared to be some strange, unusual lump in the bed. I
+immediately woke him to find out what it was. Much to my amusement, I
+discovered that he had wound about fifteen feet of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_332" id="Page_332">[Pg 332]</a></span>the rope around his
+body and I had an awful job trying to assure him that the boys had been
+fooling him. Nothing that I could say, however, would convince him, and
+I left him to resume his slumbers with the rope still wrapped tightly
+about his body."</p>
+
+<p>Huggins not only believes that Brown University is a good place to
+train, but he thinks it is a good place to send his boy. He has a son
+who is a freshman at Brown as I write. Huggins went to Brown in the fall
+of 1896, as trainer. Here is another good Huggins story:</p>
+
+<p>"Sprackling, our All-American quarterback of a few years ago, always had
+his nerve with him and, however tight the place, generally managed to
+get out with a whole skin. But I recall one occasion when the wind was
+taken out of his sails; he was at a loss what to say or how to act. We
+were talking over prospects on the steps in front of the Brown Union one
+morning just before college opened, the fall that he was captain, when a
+young chap came up and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Are you Sprackling, Captain of the Team?'</p>
+
+<p>"'That's me,' replied Sprack.</p>
+
+<p>"'Well, I'm coming out for quarterback,' the young man declared, 'and I
+expect to make it. I can run the 100 in ten-one and the 220 in evens and
+I'm a good quarterback. I'm going to beat you out of your job.'</p>
+
+<p>"Sprack, for once in his life, was flustered to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_333" id="Page_333">[Pg 333]</a></span>death. When several of
+the boys who were nearby and had heard the conversation, began to laugh,
+he grew red in the face and quickly got up and walked away without a
+word. But before I could recover myself, the promising candidate had
+disappeared."</p>
+
+<p>Harry Tuthill, specialist in knees and ankles, was the first trainer
+West Point ever had. When he turned up at the Academy he was none too
+sure that a football was made of leather and blown up.</p>
+
+<p>He got his job at the Point through the bandaging of Ty Cobb's ankle. An
+Army coach saw him do it and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Harry, if you can do that, the way you do it, come to West Point and do
+it for us."</p>
+
+<p>Tuthill was none too welcome to the authorities other than the football
+men. In the eyes of the superintendent every cadet was fit to do
+anything that might be required of him.</p>
+
+<p>"You've got to make good with the Supe," said the coaches.</p>
+
+<p>So Harry went out and watched the dress parade and the ensuing double
+time review. After the battalion was dismissed, Tuthill was introduced
+to the Superintendent.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, Mr. Tuthill," said the Superintendent, "I'm glad to meet you, but
+I really do not see what we need of a trainer."</p>
+
+<p>Harry shifted his feet and gathering courage blurted out:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_334" id="Page_334">[Pg 334]</a></span></p><p>"Run those boys around again and then ask them to whistle."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>There are many other trainers who deserve mention in this chapter, men
+who are earnestly and loyally giving up their lives to the training of
+the young men in our different colleges, but space will not permit to
+take up any more of these interesting characters. Their tribute must be
+a silent one, not only from myself but from the undergraduates and
+graduates of the colleges to which they belong and upon whose shoulders
+are heaped year after year honors which are due them.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">FIRST DOCTOR IN CHARGE OF ANY TEAM</p>
+
+<p>Doctor W.&nbsp;M. Conant, Harvard '79, says:</p>
+
+<p>"I believe I was the first doctor associated with the Harvard team, and
+so far as I know, the first doctor who was in charge of any team at any
+college. At Harvard this custom has been kept up. I was requested by
+Arthur Cumnock, who had been beaten the previous year by Yale, to come
+out and help him win a game. This I consented to do provided I had
+absolute control of the medical end of the team, which consisted not
+only of taking care of the men who were injured, but also of their diet.
+This has since been taken up by the trainer.</p>
+
+<p>"The late George Stewart and the late George Adams were the coaches in
+charge that year, and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_335" id="Page_335">[Pg 335]</a></span>my recollections of some of the difficulties that
+arose because of new methods are very enjoyable&mdash;even at this late day.
+So far as I know this was the first season men were played in the same
+position opposite one another. In other words, there was an attempt to
+form a second eleven&mdash;which is now a well recognized condition.</p>
+
+<p>"I had a house built under the grandstand where every man from our team
+was stripped, rubbed dry and put into a new suit of clothes, also given
+a certain amount of hot drink as seemed necessary. This was a thing
+which had never been done before, and in my opinion had a large
+influence in deciding the game in Harvard's favor; as the men went out
+upon the field in the second half almost as fresh as when they started
+the first half.</p>
+
+<p>"I remember that I had not seen a victory over Yale since I was
+graduated from college in 1879. Some of the suggestions that I made
+about the time men should be played were laughed at. The standpoint I
+took was that a man should not be allowed by the coach to play until he
+was deemed fit. The physician in charge was also a matter of serious
+discussion. Many of these points are now so well established that to the
+present generation it is hardly possible to make them realize that from
+1890 to 1895 it was necessary to make a fight to establish certain
+well-known methods.</p>
+
+<p>"What would the present football man think <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_336" id="Page_336">[Pg 336]</a></span>of being played for one and
+one-half hours whether he was in shape or not? The present football man
+does not appreciate what some of the older college graduates went
+through in order to bring about the present reasonable methods adopted
+in handling the game."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo41" id="illo41"><img src="images/illo41.jpg" width="600" height="425" alt="How it hurts to lose" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">HOW IT HURTS TO LOSE</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_337" id="Page_337">[Pg 337]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XVIII" id="CHAPTER_XVIII"></a>CHAPTER XVIII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">NIGHTMARES</p>
+
+
+<p>There are few players who never experienced defeat in football. At such
+a time sadness reigns. Men who are big in mind and body have broken down
+and cried bitterly. How often in our experience have we seen men taken
+out of the game leaving it as though their hearts would break, only to
+go to the side lines, and there through dimmed eyes view the inevitable
+defeat, realizing that they were no longer a factor in the struggle.
+Such an experience came to Frank Morse in that savage Penn-Princeton
+game of years ago at Trenton. He had given of his best; he played a
+wonderful game, but through an injury he had to be removed to the side
+lines. Let this great hero of the past tell us something about the pangs
+of defeat as he summons them to mind in his San Francisco office after
+an interval of twenty-two years.</p>
+
+<p>"The average American university football player takes his defeats too
+seriously&mdash;in the light of my retrospect&mdash;much too seriously," writes
+Morse. "As my memory harks back to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_338" id="Page_338">[Pg 338]</a></span>the blubbering bunch of stalwart
+young manhood that rent the close air of the dressing-room with its
+dismal howls after each of the five defeats in which I participated, I
+am convinced that this is not what the world expects of strong men in
+the hour of adversity.</p>
+
+<p>"A stiff upper lip is what the world admires, and it will extend the
+hand of sympathy and help to the man who can wear it. This should be
+taught by football coaches to their men as a part of the lessons of life
+that football generally is credited with teaching.</p>
+
+<p>"Alex Moffat, than whom no more loyal and enthusiastic Princetonian ever
+lived, to my mind, had the right idea. During one of those periods of
+abysmal depths of despondency into which a losing team is plunged, he
+rushed into the room, waving his arms over his head in his
+characteristic manner, and in his high-pitched voice yelled:</p>
+
+<p>"'Here, boys, get down to work; cut out this crying and get to cussing.'</p>
+
+<p>"Doubtless much of this was due to the strain and the high tension to
+which the men were subjected, but much of it was mere lack of effort at
+restraint.</p>
+
+<p>"Johnny Poe, as stout-hearted a man as ever has, or ever will stand on a
+football field, once said to me:</p>
+
+<p>"'This sob stuff gives me a pain in the neck but, like sea-sickness,
+when the rest of the crowd start business, it's hard to keep out of it.
+Be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_339" id="Page_339">[Pg 339]</a></span>sides, I don't suppose there's any use getting the reputation of
+being exclusive and too stuck up to do what the rest of the gang do.'</p>
+
+<p>"Of the defeats in which I participated, probably none was more
+disheartening than the one suffered at the hands of the University of
+Pennsylvania in 1892 at the Manheim cricket grounds near Philadelphia. I
+shall always believe that the better Princeton team would have won with
+comparative ease had it not been for the wind. In no game in which I
+ever played was the wind so largely the deciding factor in the result.
+The flags on the poles along the stands stood out stiffly as they
+snapped in the half gale.</p>
+
+<p>"Pennsylvania won the toss and elected to have the wind at their backs.
+For forty-five minutes every effort made against the Red and Blue was
+more than nullified by the blustering god &AElig;olus. When Pennsylvania
+kicked, it was the rule and not the exception for the ball to go sailing
+for from one-half to three quarters the length of the field. On the
+other hand, I can see in my mind's eye to-day, as clearly as I did
+during the game, a punt by Sheppard Homans, the Princeton fullback,
+which started over the battling lines into Pennsylvania territory,
+slowed up, hung for an instant in the air and then was swept back to a
+point approximating the line from where it started.</p>
+
+<p>"It was the most helpless and exasperating feeling that I ever
+experienced. The football <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_340" id="Page_340">[Pg 340]</a></span>player who can conceive of a game in which
+under no circumstances was it permissible to kick, but instead provided
+a penalty, can perhaps appreciate the circumstances.</p>
+
+<p>"In the second half, when we changed goals, the flags hung limply
+against their staffs, but we had spent ourselves in the unequal contest
+during the first half."</p>
+
+<p>Nightmares, even those of football, do not always beget sympathy. Upon
+occasion a deal of fun is poked at the victim, and this holds true even
+in the family circle.</p>
+
+<p>Tom Shevlin was noted as the father of a great many good stories, but it
+was proverbial that he refrained from telling one upon himself. However,
+in at least one instance he deviated from habit to the extent of
+relating an incident concerning his father and the father of Charlie
+Rafferty, captain of the Yale 1903 eleven. Tom at the time was a
+sophomore, and Shevlin, senior, who idolized his son, made it a practice
+of attending all important contests in which he participated, came on
+from Minneapolis in his private car to witness the spectacle of Tom's
+single-handed defeat of "The Princetons." As it chanced the Shevlin car
+was put upon a siding adjoining that on which the car of Gill Rafferty
+lay. Rafferty, as a matter of fact, was making his laborious way down
+the steps as Mr. Shevlin emerged from his car. Mr. Rafferty looked up,
+blinked in the November sunlight and then <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_341" id="Page_341">[Pg 341]</a></span>nodded cheerfully. "Well,
+Shevlin," he said, "I suppose by to-night we'll be known simply as the
+fathers of two great Yale favorites." Shevlin nodded and said "he
+fancied such would be the case." A few hours later, in the gloom of the
+twilight, after Yale had been defeated, the elder Shevlin was finding
+his somber way to the steps of his car and met Rafferty face to face.
+Shevlin nodded and was about to pass on without speaking, when Rafferty
+placed his hand upon his shoulder. "Well, Shevlin," he said solemnly, "I
+see we are still old man Shevlin and old man Rafferty."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">W.&nbsp;C. Rhodes</span></p>
+
+<p>One has only to hear Jim Rodgers tell the story of Billy Rhodes to
+realize how deeply the iron of football disaster sinks into the soul.</p>
+
+<p>"Rhodes was captain of the losing team in the fall of '90, when Yale's
+Eleven was beaten by Harvard's," Rodgers tells us. "Arthur Cumnock was
+the Harvard captain, and the score was 12 to 6. Two remarkable runs for
+touchdowns made by Dudley Dean and Jim Lee decided the contest.</p>
+
+<p>"For twenty years afterwards, back to Springfield, New Haven or
+Cambridge, wherever the Yale-Harvard games were played, came with the
+regularity of their occurrence, Billy Rhodes.</p>
+
+<p>"He was to be seen the night before, and the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_342" id="Page_342">[Pg 342]</a></span>morning of the game. He
+always had his tickets for the side line and wore the badge as an
+ex-Yale captain. But the game itself Billy Rhodes never saw.</p>
+
+<p>"If at Springfield, he was to be found in the Massasoit House, walking
+the floor until the result of the game was known. If at New Haven, he
+was not at the Yale Field. He walked around the field and out into the
+woods. If the game was at Cambridge, he was not at Holmes Field, or
+later, at Soldiers' Field.</p>
+
+<p>"When the game was over he would join in the celebration of victory, or
+sink into the misery of defeat, as the case might be. But he never could
+witness a game. The sting of defeat had left its permanent wound."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">A YALE NIGHTMARE</p>
+
+<p>Those who saw the Army defeat Yale at West Point in 1904 must realize
+what a blow it was to the Blue. The first score came as a result of a
+blocked kick by West Point, which was recovered by Erwin, who picked up
+the ball and dashed across the line for a touchdown. The Army scored the
+second time when Torney cut loose and ran 105 yards for a touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>Sam Morse, captain of the Yale 1906 team, who played right halfback in
+this game, tells how the nightmare of defeat may come upon us at any
+time, even in the early season, and incidentally how it may have its
+compensations.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_343" id="Page_343">[Pg 343]</a></span></p><p>"An instance of the psychology of football is to be found in the fall
+of 1904, when Jim Hogan was captain of the Yale team," says Morse. "I
+had the pleasure of playing back of him on the defensive in almost every
+game of that year, and I got to depend so much on those bull-like
+charges of his that I fear that if I had been obliged to play back of
+some one else my playing would have been of inferior quality.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale had a fine team that year, defeating both Harvard and Princeton
+with something to spare. The only eleven that scored on us was West
+Point, and they beat us. It is a strange thing that the Cadets always
+seem to give Yale a close game, as in that year even though beaten by
+both Harvard and Princeton by safe scores, and even though Yale beat
+Harvard and Princeton handily, the Army played us to a standstill.</p>
+
+<p>"After the game, as is so often the case when men have played themselves
+out, there was a good deal of sobbing and a good many real tears were
+shed. Every man who has played football will appreciate that there are
+times when it is a very common matter for even a big husky man to weep.
+We were all in the West Point dressing-room when Jim Hogan arose. He
+felt what we all took to be a disgrace more keenly than any of us. There
+was no shake in his voice, however, or any tears in his eyes when he
+bellowed at us to stop blubbering.</p>
+
+<p>"'Don't feel sorry for yourselves. I hope this <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_344" id="Page_344">[Pg 344]</a></span>thing will hurt us all
+enough so that we will profit by it. It isn't a matter to cry over&mdash;it's
+a matter to analyze closely and to take into yourself and to digest, and
+finally to prevent its happening again.'</p>
+
+<p>"He drove it home as only Jim Hogan could. At the close Ralph Bloomer
+jumped to his feet and cried:</p>
+
+<p>"'Jim, old man, we are with you, and you are right about it, and we will
+wipe this thing out in a way which will satisfy you and all the rest of
+the college.'</p>
+
+<p>"The whole team followed him. Right then and there that aggregation
+became a Yale football team in the proper sense, and one of the greatest
+Yale football teams that ever played. It was the game followed by Jim's
+speech that made the eleven men a unit for victory.</p>
+
+<p>"If Jim had been allowed to live a few more years the quality of
+leadership that he possessed would have made of him a very prominent and
+powerful man. His memory is one of the dearest things to all of us who
+were team mates or friends of his, but I hardly ever think of him
+without picturing him that particular day in the dressing-room at West
+Point, when in five minutes he made of eleven men a really great
+football team."</p>
+
+<p>Even Eddie Mahan is not immune to the haunting memory of defeat, and
+perhaps because of the very fact that disaster came into his
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_345" id="Page_345">[Pg 345]</a></span>brilliant gridiron career only once, and then in his senior year, it
+hit him hard. The manner of its telling by this great player is
+sufficient proof of that. Here is Eddie's story:</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo42" id="illo42"><img src="images/illo42.jpg" width="600" height="367" alt="Cornell's great team--1915" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Hunkin&nbsp;&nbsp; Tilley&nbsp;&nbsp; Bailey &nbsp;&nbsp;Snyder&nbsp;&nbsp; Jewett&nbsp;&nbsp; Gillies&nbsp;&nbsp; Miller &nbsp;&nbsp;Lalley</span><br />
+<span class="center">Shiverick&nbsp;&nbsp; Anderson&nbsp;&nbsp; Menler &nbsp;&nbsp;Barrett&nbsp;&nbsp; Cool&nbsp;&nbsp; Shelton&nbsp;&nbsp; Collins</span><br />
+<span class="center">Eckley&nbsp;&nbsp; Schock&nbsp;&nbsp; Schlicter&nbsp;&nbsp; Zander</span><br />
+<span class="caption">CORNELL'S GREAT TEAM--1915</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"I enjoyed my football days at Harvard so well that I would like to go
+back each fall and play football for the rest of my life. I wish to
+goodness I could go back and play just one game over&mdash;that is the
+Cornell game of 1915. My freshman team won all its games, and during the
+three years that I played for the Harvard Varsity I never figured in a
+losing game except that one. Cornell beat Harvard 10 to 0. The score of
+that game will haunt me all my life long. This game has been a nightmare
+to me ever since. Every time I think of football that game is one of the
+first things that comes to mind. I fumbled a lot. I don't know why, but
+I couldn't seem to hold onto the ball.</p>
+
+<p>"We blocked four kicks, but Cornell recovered every one. We sort of felt
+that there was more than the Cornell team playing against us&mdash;a goal
+from the field and a touchdown. Shiverick, of Cornell, stands out in my
+recollection of that game. He was a good kicker. Once he had to kick out
+from behind the goal post down in his own territory. Watson and I were
+both laying for a line buck; playing up close. Shiverick kicked one over
+my head, out of bounds at his own 45-yard line.</p>
+
+<p>"I felt like a burglar after this game, because<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_346" id="Page_346">[Pg 346]</a></span> I felt that I had lost
+it. I was feeling pretty blue until the Monday after the game, when the
+coaches picked eleven men as the Varsity team, and just as soon as they
+sent these eleven men to a section of the field to get acquainted with
+each other&mdash;that was the beginning of team work. From the way those
+fellows went at it that day, and from the spirit they showed, we felt
+that no team could ever lick us again, neither Princeton nor Yale. The
+Cornell game acted like a tonic on the whole crowd. Instead of
+disheartening the team it instilled in us determination. We said:</p>
+
+<p>"'We know what it is to be licked, and we'll be damned if we'll be
+licked again.'"</p>
+
+<p>Jack de Saulles' football ambitions were realized when he made the Yale
+team at quarterback, the position which his brother Charlie, before him,
+had occupied. His spectacular runs, his able generalship, his ability to
+handle punts, coupled with that characteristic de Saulles' grit, made
+him a famous player.</p>
+
+<p>Let this game little quarterback tell his own story:</p>
+
+<p>"Billy Bull and I have often discussed the fact that when an attempt for
+a goal from the field failed, one of the players of the opposing side
+always touched the ball back of the goal line (thereby making it dead),
+and brought it out to the 25-yard line to kick. Of course, the ball is
+never dead until it is touched down. It was in <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_347" id="Page_347">[Pg 347]</a></span>the fall of 1902 when we
+were playing West Point. In the latter part of the second half of that
+game, with the score 6 to 6, Charlie Daly attempted a field goal, which
+was unsuccessful. What Billy Bull and I had discussed many times came
+into my mind like a flash. I picked the ball up and walked out with it
+as if it had been touched back of the goal. When I passed the 25-yard
+line, walking along casually, Bucky Vail, who was the referee, yelled to
+me to stop. I walked over to him unconcerned and said: 'Bucky, old boy!
+this ball is not dead, because I did not touch it down. And I am going
+down the field with it.' By that time the West Point men had taken their
+positions in order to receive the kick from the 25-yard line. While I
+was still walking down the field, in order to pass all the West Point
+men, before making my dash for a certain touchdown, it struck Bucky Vail
+that I was right, and he yelled out at the top of his voice. 'The ball
+is not dead. It is free.' Whereupon the West Point men started after me.
+An Army man tackled me on their 25-yard line, after I had taken the ball
+down the field for nearly a touchdown. I have often turned over in my
+bed at night since that time, cursing the action of Referee Vail. If he
+had not interfered with my play I would have walked down the field for a
+touchdown and victory for Yale. The final score remained 6 to 6.</p>
+
+<p>"I have often thought of the painful hours I <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_348" id="Page_348">[Pg 348]</a></span>would have suffered had I
+missed the two open field chances in the disastrous game at Cambridge in
+the fall of 1902, when Yale was beaten 23 to 0. On two different
+occasions in that game a Harvard runner with interference had passed the
+whole Yale team. I was the only Yale man between the Harvard man and a
+touchdown. The supreme satisfaction I had in nailing both of those
+runners is one of the most pleasant recollections of my football career.</p>
+
+<p>"When I was a little shaver, back in 1889, I lived at South Bethlehem,
+Pa. Paul Dashiell and Mathew McClung, who were then playing football at
+Lehigh University, took an interest in me. Paul Dashiell took me to the
+first football game I ever saw. Dibby McClung gave me one of the old
+practice balls of the Lehigh team. This was the first football I ever
+had in my hands. For weeks afterwards that football was my nightly
+companion in bed. These two Lehigh stars have always been my football
+heroes, and it was a happy day for me when I played quarterback on the
+Yale team and these two men acted as officials that day."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo43" id="illo43"><img src="images/illo43.jpg" width="400" height="562" alt="One scene never photographed in football" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">ONE SCENE NEVER PHOTOGRAPHED IN FOOTBALL</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_349" id="Page_349">[Pg 349]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XIX" id="CHAPTER_XIX"></a>CHAPTER XIX</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">MEN WHO COACHED</p>
+
+
+<p>The picture on the opposite page will recall to mind many a serious
+moment in the career of men who coached; when something had gone wrong;
+when some player had not come up to expectation; when a combination of
+poor judgment and ill luck was threatening to throw away the results of
+a season's work. Such scenes are never photographed, but they are
+preserved no less indelibly in the minds of all who have played this
+r&ocirc;le.</p>
+
+<p>Where is the old football player, who, gazing at this picture, will not
+be carried back to those days that will never come again; hours when you
+listened perhaps guiltily to the stinging words of the coach; moments
+when spurred on by the thunder and lightning of his wrath you could
+hardly wait to get out upon the field to grapple with your opponents. At
+such times, all that was worth while seemed to surge up within you,
+fiercely demanding a chance, while if you were a coach you yearned to
+get into the game, only to realize as the team trotted out on the field
+that yours was no longer a playing part. All <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_350" id="Page_350">[Pg 350]</a></span>you could expect
+henceforth would be to walk nervously up and down the side line with
+chills and thrills alternating along your spine.</p>
+
+<p>There were no coaches in the old days. Football history relates that in
+the beginning fellows who wanted fun and exercise would chip in and buy
+a leather cover for a beef bladder. It was necessary to have a supply of
+these bladders on hand, for stout kicks frequently burst them.</p>
+
+<p>In those days the ball was tossed up in the air and all hands rushed for
+it. There was no organization then, very few rules, and the football
+players developed themselves.</p>
+
+<p>To-day the old-time player stands on the side lines and hears the coach
+yelling:</p>
+
+<p>"Play hard! Fall on the ball! Tackle low! Start quick! Charge hard and
+fast!"</p>
+
+<p>As far as the fundamentals go, the game seems to him much the same, but
+when he begins to recollect he sees how far it has really progressed. He
+recalls how the football coach became a reality and how a teacher of
+football appeared upon the gridiron.</p>
+
+<p>Better coaching systems were installed as football progressed. Rules
+were expanded, trainers crept in, intercollegiate games were scheduled
+and competition and keen rivalry developed everywhere. In fact, the
+desire to win has become so firmly established in the minds of college
+men that we now have a finished product in our <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_351" id="Page_351">[Pg 351]</a></span>great American game of
+football&mdash;wonderfully attractive, but very expensive.</p>
+
+<p>Competition has grown to such an extent that our coaching systems of
+to-day resemble, in a way, the plans for national preparedness&mdash;costly,
+but apparently necessary. All this means that the American football man,
+like the American captain of industry, or the American pioneer in any
+field of activity, is never content to stand still. His motto is, "Ever
+Onward."</p>
+
+<p>It is not always the star player that makes the greatest coach. The
+mediocre man is quite likely to have absorbed as much football teaching
+ability as the star; and when his opportunity comes to coach, he
+sometimes gets more out of the men than the man with the big reputation.</p>
+
+<p>Personality counts in coaching. In addition to a coach's keen sense of
+football, there must be a strong personality around which the players
+may rally. All this inspires confidence.</p>
+
+<p>It is a joy for a coach to work with good material&mdash;the real foundation
+of success. The rules of to-day, however, give what, under old
+standards, was the weaker team a much broader opportunity for victory
+over physically larger and stronger opponents.</p>
+
+<p>But there are days nevertheless when every coach gets discouraged; times
+when there is no response from the men he is coaching&mdash;when their
+slowness of mind and body seem to justify <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_352" id="Page_352">[Pg 352]</a></span>the despair of Charlie Daly
+who said to his team:</p>
+
+<p>"You fellows are made of crockery from the neck down and ivory from the
+neck up."</p>
+
+<p>Football is fickle. To-day you may be a hero. After the last game you
+may be carried off on the shoulders of enthusiastic admirers and dined
+and wined by hosts of friends; but across the field there is a grim
+faced coach who may already be scheming out a play for next year which
+will snatch you back from the "Hall of Fame" and make your friends
+describe you sadly as a "back-number."</p>
+
+<p>Haughton arrived at Harvard at the psychological moment. Harvard had
+passed through many distressing years playing for the football
+supremacy. He found something to build upon, because, although the game
+at Cambridge was in the doldrums, there had been keen and capable
+coaching in the past.</p>
+
+<p>Prominent among those who have worked hard for Harvard and whose work
+has been more than welcome, are Arthur Cumnock, that brilliant end rush,
+George Stewart, Doctor William A. Brooks, a former Harvard captain,
+Lewis, Upton, John Cranston, Deland, Hallowell, Thatcher, Forbes,
+Waters, Newell, Dibblee, Bill Reid, Mike Farley, Josh Crane, Charlie
+Daly, Pot Graves, Leo Leary, and others well versed in the game of
+football.</p>
+
+<p>Haughton had had some experience not only <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_353" id="Page_353">[Pg 353]</a></span>in coaching at Cambridge but
+coaching at Cornell, and the Harvard football authorities realized that
+of all the Harvard graduates Haughton would probably be the best man to
+turn the tide in Harvard football.</p>
+
+<p>Percy, who played tackle on a winning Crimson eleven, and Sam Felton
+will be well remembered as the fastest punters of their day.</p>
+
+<p>The first Harvard team coached by Haughton defeated Yale. It was in 1908
+when Haughton used a spectacular method, when he rushed Vic Kennard into
+the Crimson backfield after Ver Wiebe had brought the ball up the field
+where Haughton's craft sent Vic Kennard in to make the winning three
+points and Kennard himself will tell the story of that game. The next
+year Percy Haughton's team could not defeat the great Ted Coy, who
+kicked two goals from the field.</p>
+
+<p>The performance of the Harvard 1908 team was the more remarkable because
+Burr, who was the captain and the great punter at that time, had been
+injured and the team was without his services. How well I remember him
+on the side lines keenly following the play, but brilliant in his
+self-denial.</p>
+
+<p>There have been times when victories did not come to Harvard with the
+regularity that they have under the Haughton r&eacute;gime, but the scales go
+up and down year by year, game by game, and from defeats we learn much.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_354" id="Page_354">[Pg 354]</a></span></p><p>Let us read what this premier coach says upon reflection:</p>
+
+<p>"Surely the game of football brings out the best there is in one. Aside
+from the mental and physical exercise, the game develops that
+inestimable quality of doing one's best under pressure. What better
+training for the game of life than the acid test of a championship game.
+Such a test comes not alone to the player but to the coach as well.</p>
+
+<p>"What truer and finer friends can one have than those whom we have met
+through the medium of football! And finally as the years tend to narrow
+this precious list, through death, what greater privilege than to
+associate with the fellow whose muscles are lithe and whose mind is
+clean. Such a man was Francis H. Burr, captain of the Harvard team in
+1908. Words fail me to express my sincere regard for that gallant
+leader. His spirit still lives at Cambridge; his type we miss.</p>
+
+<p>"I am proud of the men who worked shoulder to shoulder in bringing about
+Harvard victories. The list is a long one. I shall always cherish the
+hearty co-operation of these men who gave their best for Harvard."</p>
+
+<p>It was Al Sharpe, that great Cornell coach, who, in the fall of 1915
+found it possible to break through the Harvard line of victories, and
+hanging on the walls in the trophy room at Cornell University is a much
+prized souvenir of Cornell's <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_355" id="Page_355">[Pg 355]</a></span>visit to Cambridge. That was the only
+defeat on the Harvard schedule. But sometimes defeats have to come to
+insure victory, and perhaps in that defeat by Cornell lay the reason for
+the overwhelming score against Yale.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo44" id="illo44"><img src="images/illo44.jpg" width="600" height="377" alt="Harvard, 1915" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Whitney&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dadmun &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Harte&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; L. Curtis&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dougherty &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Harris</span><br />
+<span class="center">Haughton&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Taylor &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;McKintock &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Weatherhead &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;R. Curtis &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cowen&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Blanchard</span><br />
+<span class="center">King &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Parson &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gilman &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mahan &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Watson&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Wallace&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Soucy </span><br />
+<span class="center">Boles &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Robinson &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Coolidge &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Horneen&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Rollins</span><br />
+<span class="caption">HARVARD, 1915</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Slowly, but surely, Al Sharpe has won his way into the front ranks of
+football coaches. Working steadfastly year after year he has built up
+and established a system that has set Cornell's football machinery upon
+a firm foundation.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Glenn Warner</span></p>
+
+<p>Glenn Warner has contributed a great deal to football, both as a player
+and coach.</p>
+
+<p>Warner was one of the greatest linemen that ever played on the Cornell
+team. After leaving college he began his coaching career in 1895 at the
+University of Georgia. His success there was remarkable. It attracted so
+much attention that he was called back to Cornell in 1897 and 1898. In
+1899 Warner moved again and began his historic work at the Carlisle
+Indian School, turning out a team year after year that gave the big
+colleges a close battle and sometimes beat them.</p>
+
+<p>There never was a team that attracted so much attention as the Carlisle
+Indians. They were popular everywhere and drew large crowds, not only on
+account of their being Redmen, but on account of their adaptability to
+the game. Warner, as their coach, wrought wonders with them, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_356" id="Page_356">[Pg 356]</a></span>and really
+all the colleges at one time or another had their scalps taken by the
+Indians. They were the champion travelers of the game. Their games were
+generally all away from home, and yet the long trips did not seem to
+hamper them in their play. They got enjoyment out of traveling.</p>
+
+<p>Going from Princeton to New York one Friday night some years ago, I was
+told by the conductor that the Carlisle football team was in the last
+car. I went back and talked with Warner. The Indian team were amusing
+themselves in one end of the car, and thus passing the time away by
+entering into a game they were accustomed to play on trips. One of the
+Carlisle players would stand in the center of the aisle and some fifteen
+or so men would group about him, in and about and on top of the seats.
+This central figure would bend over and close his eyes. Then some one
+from the crowd would reach over and spank the crouching Indian a
+terrific blow, hastily drawing back his hand. Then the Indian who had
+received the blow would straighten up and try, by the expression of
+guilt on the face of the one who had delivered the blow, to find his
+man. Their faces were a study, yet nearly every time the right man was
+detected.</p>
+
+<p>Who is there in football who will ever forget the Indian team, their red
+blankets and all that was typical of them; the yells that the crowds
+gave as the Indians appeared. They seemed <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_357" id="Page_357">[Pg 357]</a></span>always to be fit. They were
+full of spirit and anxious to clash with their opponents.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo45" id="illo45"><img src="images/illo45.jpg" width="400" height="581" alt="The greatest Indian of them all" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">THE GREATEST INDIAN OF THEM ALL</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>I recall an incident in a Princeton-Carlisle game, when the game was
+being fiercely waged. Miller, the great Indian halfback, had scored a
+touchdown, after a long run. It was not long after this that a Princeton
+player was injured. Maybe the play was being slowed up a little. Anyway,
+time was taken out. One of the Indians seemed to sense the situation.
+The Princeton players were lying on the ground while the Carlisle men
+were prancing about eager to resume the fray, when one of the Indians
+remarked:</p>
+
+<p>"White man play for wind. Indian play football."</p>
+
+<p>In 1915 Warner went to the University of Pittsburgh. Here he has already
+begun to duplicate former successes. Cruikshank, Peck, and Wagner are
+three of Pittsburgh's many stars. Probably the greatest football player
+that Warner ever developed at the Carlisle Indian School was Jim Thorpe,
+whose picture appears on the opposite page. Unhappy the end, and not
+infrequently the back, who had to face this versatile player. Thorpe was
+a raider.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Billy Bull</span></p>
+
+<p>Billy Bull of Yale is one of the old heroes who has kept in very close
+touch with the game. He has been a valuable coach at Yale and the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_358" id="Page_358">[Pg 358]</a></span> Elis'
+kicking game is left entirely in his hands. He is an enthusiastic
+believer in the game. Immediately after leaving New Haven in 1889 he
+started to coach and since that time he has not missed a year. Years ago
+he inaugurated a routine system of coaching for the various styles of
+kicks. "My object," he said recently, "has been to turn out consistent
+rather than wonderful kickers. As a player I was early impressed with
+the value of kicking, not only in a general way but also in a particular
+way, such as the punt in an offensive way. For more than twenty-five
+years I have talked it up. For a long time I talked it to deaf ears,
+especially at Yale. I talked it when I coached at West Point for ten
+years and was generally set down as a harmless crank on the subject, but
+I have lived to see the time when every one agrees on the great value of
+this offensive kick.</p>
+
+<p>"When I entered Yale I was an absolute greenhorn, but the greenhorn had
+a chance then, for he was able to play in actual scrimmage every day;
+now the squads are so big that opportunities for playing the game for
+long daily periods are entirely wanting.</p>
+
+<p>"To-day it is a case of a heap big talk, a coach for every position,
+more talk, lots of system, blackboard exercises and mighty little actual
+play.</p>
+
+<p>"I have often wondered if things were not being overdone as far as
+coaching goes in the pre<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_359" id="Page_359">[Pg 359]</a></span>paratory schools at the present time. The
+superabundance of coaches and the demand for victory combine to force
+the boy.</p>
+
+<p>"If there is any forcing to do, the college is the place for it, when
+the boy is older and better able to stand the strain. In recent years I
+have seen not a few brokendown boys enter college. Boys are coming to
+college now who needs must be told everything, and if there is not a
+large body of coaches about to tell them, they mutiny. They seem to
+forget, or not to know, that most is up to the man himself.</p>
+
+<p>"When a boy comes to college with the idea that all that is necessary is
+for him to be told, constantly told how to do this and that, and he will
+deliver in the last ditch, I cannot help thinking that something is
+wrong.</p>
+
+<p>"I have in mind right now a player in the line, who came to college
+after four years of school football. Ever since his entry he has
+complained that no one has told him anything. Now this particular player
+spends ten months of each year loafing, and expects in his two months of
+football to do a man's job in a big game.</p>
+
+<p>"No amount of blackboard and other talk is going to make a player do a
+man's job and whip his opponent. No man can play a tackle job properly
+if he does not realize the kind of a proposition he is up against twelve
+months in the year and act accordingly. He has got to do his own
+thinking, and see to it himself that he has the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_360" id="Page_360">[Pg 360]</a></span>necessary strength and
+toughness, to play the game, as one must to win."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Sanford the Unique</span></p>
+
+<p>George Foster Sanford is unique in football. He made splendid teams when
+he coached at Columbia, while his subsequent record with the Rutgers
+Eleven attracted wide attention.</p>
+
+<p>In the <i>Columbia Alumni News</i> of October, 1915, Albert W. Putnam, a
+former player, reviews seven years of Morningside football, and pays the
+following tribute to Foster Sanford:</p>
+
+<p>"Sanford coached the teams of 1899, 1900 and 1901. He coached them ably,
+conscientiously and thoroughly, and in my opinion was the best football
+coach in the country."</p>
+
+<p>"During my three years' experience as coach at Columbia," says Sanford,
+"we beat all the big teams except Harvard. I was fortunate enough to
+develop such men as Weekes, Morley, Wright, and Berrien, players whose
+records will always stand high in the Hall of Football Fame at Columbia.
+I was particularly well satisfied with the work I got out of Slocovitch,
+a former Yale player, whom the Yale coaches had never seemed to handle
+properly. I did not allow him to play over one day a week. This was
+because I had discovered that he was very heavily muscled; that if he
+played continuously he would become muscle bound. My treatment proved to
+fit the case exactly and Slocovitch became a star <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_361" id="Page_361">[Pg 361]</a></span>end for Columbia. We
+defeated Yale the first year; the next year at New Haven the contest was
+a strenuous one, and the game attracted unusual attention. It was in my
+own home town, and I had to stand for a lot of good natured kidding, but
+those who were there will remember how scared the Yale coaches got
+during the last part of the game, when Columbia made terrific advances.
+How Columbia's team fought Gordon Brown's Eleven almost to a standstill
+that day is something that the Yale coaches of that time will long
+remember."</p>
+
+<p>An old Yale player, Bob Loree, whose father is a Trustee of Rutgers,
+induced Sanford to lend the college his assistance. Apparently this
+connection was an unmixed blessing. "Mr. L.&nbsp;F. Loree, Bob's father,"
+says Sandy, "has frankly admitted that in his opinion Sanford's gift to
+the college (for he works without remuneration) has brought a spirit and
+a betterment of conditions which is worth fully as much as donations of
+thousands of dollars.</p>
+
+<p>"From the first day I went there," continues Sandy, "I started to build
+up football for Rutgers and to rely on Rutgers men for my assistants. It
+was there that I met the best football man I ever coached, John T.
+Toohey. This remarkable tackle weighed 220 pounds. The life he led and
+the example he set will always have a lasting influence upon Rutgers
+men. For sad to relate, Toohey was killed in the railroad yards <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_362" id="Page_362">[Pg 362]</a></span>at
+Oneonta, where he was yard master. Toohey was a great leader, possessing
+a wonderful personality, and winning the immediate respect of every one
+who knew him."</p>
+
+<p>Twenty-five years have passed since I saw Sanford that morning in the
+Fifth Avenue Hotel. Since then I have followed his football career with
+enthusiasm. Boyhood heroes live long in mind. He is what might be called
+a major surgeon in football, for it is a matter of record that he has
+been called back to Yale, not when the patient was merely sick, but in a
+serious condition. Usually the operation has been performed with such
+skill that the patient has rallied with disconcerting suddenness.</p>
+
+<p>Talking to the Yale teams between the halves, giving instructions, which
+have turned dubious prospects into flaming victories, is a service which
+Sanford has rendered Yale more than once. Victory, as it happens, is the
+principal characteristic of Sanford's work. Long is the list of players
+whom Sanford has developed.</p>
+
+<p>"In my coaching experience," Sandy tells us, "I doubt if I ever coached
+a man where my hard work counted for more at Yale than the case of
+Charlie Chadwick in 1897. For many years there has been a saying that a
+one man defense is as good as an eleven men defense, providing you can
+get one man who can do it.</p>
+
+<p>"Of course this never worked out literally, but the case of Charlie
+Chadwick is probably the best <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_363" id="Page_363">[Pg 363]</a></span>explanation of its value. Besides being
+overdeveloped, he was temperamental. At times he would show great form
+and at other times his playing was hopeless. This year I was asked to
+come to New Haven and began coaching the linemen. Chadwick looked good
+to me, in spite of much criticism that was made by the coaches. In their
+opinion they thought he was not to be relied upon, so I decided to stake
+my reputation, and began in my own way, feeling sure that I could get
+results, in preparing him for the Harvard and Princeton games.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo46" id="illo46"><img src="images/illo46.jpg" width="600" height="370" alt="Learning the charge" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">LEARNING THE CHARGE</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p>"I started out purposely annoying Chadwick in every possible way, going
+with him wherever he went. I went with him to his room evenings and did
+not leave until he had become so bored that he fell asleep, or that he
+got mad and told me to get out. I planned it that Chadwick approach the
+coaches whenever he saw them together and say: 'I wish you would let me
+play on this team. If you will I will play the game of my life. I will
+play like hell.' After he had made this speech two or three times, they
+were very positive that he was more than temperamental. I kept steadily
+at my plan, however, and felt sure it would work out.</p>
+
+<p>"The line was finally turned over to me and I had opportunity to slip
+Chadwick in for two or three plays at left guard. He played like a
+demon; he was literally a one man defense, but he received no credit. I
+immediately removed <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_364" id="Page_364">[Pg 364]</a></span>him from the game and criticised him severely and
+told him to follow up the play and in case I needed him he would be
+handy. I realized what a great player he was proving to be, and my great
+problem then was how I was to convince the coaches that Chadwick should
+start the game. I tried it out a few times, but saw it was useless
+trying to convince them, so I decided to concentrate on Jim Rodgers, the
+Captain. Jim consented. My plan was to tell no one except Marshall, the
+man whose place Chadwick was to take. The lineup was called out in the
+dressing room before the game. Chadwick's name was not included. I had
+arranged with Julian Curtis, who was in close touch with the cheer
+leaders, that when I gave the signal, the Yale crowd would be instructed
+to stand and yell nothing but 'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick.' The Yale
+team ran out upon the field. I stayed behind with Chadwick and came in
+through the gate holding him by the arm. Before going on the side lines
+I stopped him and said: 'Look here, Chadwick. It doesn't look as though
+you're going to play, but if I put you in that lineup how will you
+play?' Like a shot from a cannon he roared: 'I'll play like hell.'</p>
+
+<p>"You could have heard him a mile. 'Well then, give me your sweater and
+warm up,' I said, and as I gave the signal to Julian Curtis, he passed
+the word on to the cheer leaders and the sight of Chadwick running up
+and down those <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_365" id="Page_365">[Pg 365]</a></span>side lines will never be forgotten. It is estimated that
+he leaped five yards at a stride, and with the students cheering,
+'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick,' he was sent out into the lineup&mdash;and the
+rest, well, you'd better ask the men who played on the Harvard team that
+day. It was a stream of men going on and off the field and they were
+headed for right guard position on the Harvard side. Harvard could not
+beat Chadwick, so the game ended in a tie."</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers, captain of that team, also has something to say of
+Chadwick.</p>
+
+<p>"In the Harvard-Yale game," Rodgers writes, "Charlie Chadwick played the
+game of his life. He used up about six men who played against him that
+day, but he never could put out Bill Edwards the day we played
+Princeton. I played against Chadwick on the Scrub, and the first charge
+he made against me I went clean back to fullback. It was just as though
+an automobile had hit me. I played against Heffelfinger and a lot of
+them. I could hold those fellows. Gee! but I was sore. I said to myself,
+you won't do that again, and the next time I was set back just as far.</p>
+
+<p>"One feature of this Yale-Princeton game impressed me tremendously, that
+of Bill Edwards' stand, against what I considered a superman, Charles
+Chadwick. Before the game I had confidently expected Big Bill to resign
+after about five minutes' play, knowing, as I did, how Chad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_366" id="Page_366">[Pg 366]</a></span>wick was
+going. In this, however, Edwards was a great disappointment, as he stuck
+the game out and was stronger at the end, than at the start or half way
+through. Had he weakened at all, Ad Kelly's great offensive work would
+have been doomed to failure. Edwards finished up the game against
+Chadwick with a face that resembled a raw beefsteak. To my mind he was
+the worst punished man I have ever seen. He stood by his guns to the
+finish, and ever since then my hat has been off to him."</p>
+
+<p>One of the most interesting characters in Southern football is W.&nbsp;R.
+Tichenor, a thorough enthusiast in the game and known wherever there is
+a football in the South. His father was president of the Alabama
+Polytechnic. He was a fine player and weighed about 120 pounds. He is
+the emergency football man of the South. Whenever there is a football
+dispute Tichenor settles it. Whenever a coach is taken sick, Tichenor is
+called upon to take his place. Whenever an emergency official is needed,
+Tich comes to the rescue. He tells the following story:</p>
+
+<p>"Every boy who has been to Auburn in the last twenty years knows Bob
+Frazier. Many of them, however, may not recognize that name, as he has
+been called Bob 'Sponsor' for so long that few of them know his real
+name. Bob is as black as the inside of a coal mine and has rubbed and
+worked for the various teams at Auburn <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_367" id="Page_367">[Pg 367]</a></span>'since the memory of man
+runneth not to the contrary.'</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo47" id="illo47"><img src="images/illo47.jpg" width="400" height="574" alt="Billy Bull advising with Captain Talbot" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">BILLY BULL ADVISING WITH CAPTAIN TALBOT</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Just after the Christmas holidays one year in the middle nineties, Bob,
+with the view of making a touch, called at Bill Williams' room one
+night.</p>
+
+<p>"After asking Bill if he had had a good Christmas, 'Sponsor' remarked:
+'You know, Mr. Williams, us Auburn niggers went down and played dem
+Tuskegee niggers a game of football during Christmas.'</p>
+
+<p>"'Who did you have on the team, Bob?' inquired Bill.</p>
+
+<p>"'Oh&mdash;we had a lot of dese niggers roun' town yere. They was me, an'
+Crooksie, an' Homer, an' Bear, an' Cockeye, an' a lot of dese yer town
+niggers.'</p>
+
+<p>"'How did you come out?' asked Bill.</p>
+
+<p>"'Oh, dem Tuskegee niggers give us a good lickin'.'</p>
+
+<p>"'What position did you play?'</p>
+
+<p>"'Me?' said Bob, 'I was de cap'en. I played all roun'. I played center.
+Den I played quarterback. Den I played halfback.'</p>
+
+<p>"'What system of signals did you use and who called them?' was Bill's
+next inquiry.</p>
+
+<p>"'Ain't I tole you, Mr. Williams, I was de cap'en. I called the signals.
+Dem niggers of mine couldn't learn no signals, so we jus' played lack we
+had some. I'd give some numbers to fool the Tuskegee niggers. But dem
+numbers <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_368" id="Page_368">[Pg 368]</a></span>didn't mean nothin'. I'd say, "two, four, six, eight, ten&mdash;tek
+dat ball, Homer, an' go roun' the end." Dat's de only sort of signals
+dem niggers could learn and sometimes dey missed dem. Dat's de reason we
+got beat and dem Tuskegee niggers got all my money. Mr. Williams, I'm
+jus' as nickless as a ha'nt. Can't you lem' me two bits til' Sadday
+night, please suh? Honest to God, I'll pay you back den, shore.'"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Listening to Yost</span></p>
+
+<p>"Hurry Up" Yost is one of the most interesting and enthusiastic football
+coaches in the country. The title of "Hurry Up" has been given him on
+account of the "pep" he puts into his men and the speed at which they
+work. Whether in a restaurant or a crowded street, hotel lobby or on a
+railroad train, Yost will proceed to demonstrate this or that play and
+carefully explain many of the things well worth while in football. He is
+always in deadly earnest. Out of the football season, during business
+hours, he is ever ready to talk the game. Yost's football experience as
+a player began at the University of West Virginia, where he played
+tackle. Lafayette beat them that year 6 to 0. Shortly after this Yost
+entered Lafayette. His early experience in football there was under the
+famous football expert and writer, Parke Davis.</p>
+
+<p>Yost and Rinehart wear a broad smile as they <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_369" id="Page_369">[Pg 369]</a></span>tell of the way Parke
+Davis used to entertain teams off the field. He always kept them in the
+finest of humor. Parke Davis, they say, is a born entertainer, and many
+an evening in the club house did he keep their minds off football by a
+wonderful demonstration of sleight-of-hand with the cards.</p>
+
+<p>"If Parke Davis had taken his coat off and stuck to coaching he would
+have been one of the greatest leaders in that line in the country
+to-day," says Yost. "He was more or a less a bug on football. You know
+that to be good in anything one must be crazy about it. Davis was
+certainly a bug on football and so am I. Everybody knows that.</p>
+
+<p>"I shall never forget Davis after Lafayette had beaten Cornell 6 to 0,
+in 1895, at Ithaca. That night in the course of the celebration Parke
+uncovered everything he had in the way of entertainment and gave an
+exhibition of his famous dance, so aptly named the 'dance du venture,'
+by that enthusiastic Lafayette alumnus, John Clarke.</p>
+
+<p>"I have been at Michigan fifteen seasons. My 1901 team is perhaps the
+most remarkable in the history of football in many ways. It scored 550
+points to opponents' nothing, and journeyed 3500 miles. We played
+Stanford on New Year's day, using no substitutes. On this great team
+were Neil Snow, and the remarkable quarterback Boss Weeks. Willie
+Heston, who <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_370" id="Page_370">[Pg 370]</a></span>was playing his first year at Michigan, was another star on
+this team. A picture of Michigan's great team appears on the opposite
+page.</p>
+
+<p>"Boss Weeks' two teams scored more than 1200 points. If that team had
+been in front of the Chinese Wall and got the signal to go, not a man
+would have hesitated. Every man that played under Boss Weeks idolized
+him, and when word was brought to the university that he had died, every
+Michigan man felt that its university had lost one of its greatest men.</p>
+
+<p>"I am perhaps more of a boy's man to-day than I ever was. There is a
+great satisfaction in feeling that you have an influence in the lives of
+the men under you. Coaching is a sacred job. There's no question about
+it.</p>
+
+<p>"There is a wonderful athletic spirit at Michigan, and when we have mass
+meetings in the Hill Auditorium 6000 men turn out. At such a time one
+feels the great power behind an athletic team. Some of the great
+Michigan football players within my recollection were Jimmy Baird, Jack
+McLain, Neil Snow, Boss Weeks, Tom Hammond, Willie Heston, Herrnstein,
+grand old Germany Schultz, Benbrook, Stan Wells, Dan McGugin, Dave
+Allerdice, Hugh White and others I might mention on down to John
+Maulbetsch."</p>
+
+<p>Reggie Brown is probably one of the most famous of the Harvard coaches.
+His work in Harvard football is to find out what the other <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_371" id="Page_371">[Pg 371]</a></span>teams are
+doing. He is on hand at Yale Field every Saturday when the Yale team
+plays. He is unique in his scouting work, in that he carries his
+findings in his head. His memory is his mental note book.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo48" id="illo48"><img src="images/illo48.jpg" width="600" height="368" alt="Michigan's famous 1901 team" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Craft &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;McGugin&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Gregory &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yost&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Graver &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Baird &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fitzpatrick</span><br />
+<span class="center">Wilson &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Snow &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;White&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Shorts &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Heston</span><br />
+<span class="center">Sweeley&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Weeks &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Redden &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Redner &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Herrnstein</span><br />
+<span class="caption">MICHIGAN'S FAMOUS 1901 TEAM</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>In talking with Harvard men I have found that the general impression is
+that the work of this coach is one of Harvard's biggest assets.</p>
+
+<p>Jimmy Knox of Harvard is one of Haughton's most valued scouts. Every
+fall Princeton is his haven of scouting. He does it most successfully
+and in a truly sportsmanlike way.</p>
+
+<p>One day en route to Princeton I met Knox on the train and sat with him
+as far as Princeton Junction. When we arrived at Princeton, a friend of
+mine called me aside and said:</p>
+
+<p>"Who is that loyal Princeton man who seems never to miss a game?"</p>
+
+<p>"He is not a Princeton man," I replied. "He is Knox the Harvard scout.
+He will be with Haughton to-morrow at Cambridge with his dope book."</p>
+
+<p>"From questions asked me I am quite sure that there is an utter
+misconception of the work of the scouts for the big league teams," says
+Jimmy. "I have frequently been asked how I get in to see the practice of
+our opponents, how I manage to get their signals, how I anticipate what
+they are going to do, what is the value of scouting anyway. From five
+years' experience, I can say that I have never seen our opponents
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_372" id="Page_372">[Pg 372]</a></span>except in public games. I have never unconsciously noted a signal even
+for a kick, much less made a deliberate attempt to learn the opponents'
+signals or code. What little I know of their ultimate plans is merely by
+applying common sense to their problem, based on the material and
+methods which they command. As to the value of scouting, volumes might
+be written, but suffice it to say that it is the principal means of
+standardizing the game. If the big teams of the country played
+throughout the season in seclusion, the final games would be a
+hodge-podge of varying systems which would curtail the interest of the
+spectator and all but block the development of the game.</p>
+
+<p>"The reports of the scouts give the various coaching corps a fixed
+objective so that the various teams come to their final game with what
+might be considered a uniform examination to pass. The result is a
+steady, logical development of the game from the inside and the maximum
+interest for the spectator. It is unfortunate that the public has
+misconstrued scouting to mean spying, for there is nothing underhanded
+in the scouting department of football as any big team coach will
+testify."</p>
+
+<p>Knox tells of an interesting experience of his Freshman year.</p>
+
+<p>"I never hear the question debated as to whether character is born in a
+man or developed as time goes on," says he, "without recalling my <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_373" id="Page_373">[Pg 373]</a></span>first
+meeting with Marshall Newell, probably the best loved man that ever
+graduated from Harvard. In the middle '90's it was considered beneath
+the dignity of a former Varsity player to coach any but Varsity
+candidates. Marshall Newell was an exception. Without solicitation he
+came over to the Freshman field many times and gave us youngsters the
+benefit of his advice. On his first trip he went into the lineup and
+gave us an example of how the game could be played by a master. When the
+practice was over, Ma Newell came up to me and said: 'I guess I was a
+little rough, my boy, but I just wanted to test your grit. You had
+better come over to the Varsity field to-morrow with two or three of the
+other fellows that I am going to speak to. I'll watch you and help you
+after you get there.' And he did. He was loved because he was big enough
+to disregard convention, to sympathize with the less proficient and to
+make an inferior feel as if he were on a plane of equality. The highest
+type of manhood was born with Marshall Newell and developed through
+every hour of a too short life.</p>
+
+<p>"Only those who played football in the old days and have carefully
+followed it since appreciate the difference in the two types of game. I
+frequently wonder if the old type of game did not develop more in a man
+than the modern. As a freshman I was playing halfback on the second
+Varsity one afternoon when a sudden <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_374" id="Page_374">[Pg 374]</a></span>blow knocked me unconscious while
+the play was at one end of the field. When I regained consciousness the
+play was at the other end of the field, not a soul was near me or
+thinking of me. I had hardly got within ear-shot of the scrimmage when I
+heard Lewis, one of the Varsity coaches, call out, 'Come on, get in
+here, they can't kill fellows like you.' I went into the scrimmage and
+played the rest of the afternoon. It was a simple incident, but I
+learned two lessons of life from it: first, you can expect mighty little
+sympathy when you are down; second, you are not out if you will only go
+back and stick to it."</p>
+
+<p>Dartmouth holds a unique position in college football. There are many
+men who were responsible for Dartmouth's success, men who have stood by
+year after year and worked out the football policy there.</p>
+
+<p>It is my experience that Dartmouth men universally call Ed Hall the
+father of Dartmouth football. He has served faithfully on the Rules
+Committee as well as an official in the game.</p>
+
+<p>Myron E. Witham, that great player and captain of the Dartmouth team
+which was victorious over Harvard the day that Harvard opened the
+Stadium, says: "If one goes back to Hanover and visits the trophy room
+he will see hanging there the winning football which Dartmouth men glory
+over as they recall that wonderful victory over Harvard. Ed Hall is the
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_375" id="Page_375">[Pg 375]</a></span>man who is often called upon to speak to the men between the halves.
+His talks have a telling effect. Hall's name is traditional at our
+college."</p>
+
+<p>There are many football enthusiasts who recall that wonderful backfield
+that Dartmouth had, McCornack, Eckstrom, McAndrews and Crolius. These
+men got away wonderfully fast and hit the line like one man. They played
+every game without a substitute for two years.</p>
+
+<p>Fred Crolius, who takes great delight in recalling the old days, has the
+following to say about one who coached:</p>
+
+<p>"One man, whose influence more than any other one thing, succeeded in
+laying a foundation for Dartmouth's wonderful results, but whose name is
+seldom mentioned in that connection is Doctor Wurtenberg, who was
+brought up in the early Yale football school. He had the keenest sense
+of fundamental football and the greatest intensity of spirit in
+transmitting his hard earned knowledge. Four critical years he worked
+with us filling every one with his enthusiasm and those four years
+Dartmouth football gained such headway that nothing could stop its
+growth."</p>
+
+<p>Enough space cannot be given to pay proper tribute to Walter McCornack,
+Dartmouth '97.</p>
+
+<p>Myron Witham relates a humorous incident that happened in practice when
+McCornack was coach at Dartmouth. "Mac's serious and exacting demeanor
+on the practice field occasion<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_376" id="Page_376">[Pg 376]</a></span>ally relaxed to enjoy a humorous
+situation. He chose to give a personal demonstration of my position and
+duty as quarterback in a particular formation around the end. He took my
+place and giving the proper signal, the team or rather ten-elevenths of
+the team went through with the play, leaving Mac behind standing in his
+tracks. Mac naturally was at a loss to locate the quarter, during the
+execution of the play and madly yelled, 'Where in the devil is that
+quarterback?' But immediately joined with the squad in the joke upon
+himself."</p>
+
+<p>McCornack coached Dartmouth in the falls of 1901 and 1902. He brought
+the team up from nothing to a two years' defeat of Brown and two years'
+scoring on Harvard. The game with Harvard in the fall of 1902 resulted
+in a score of 16 to 6, Dartmouth out-rushing Harvard at least 3 to 1.</p>
+
+<p>McCornack then resigned, but left a wealth of material and a scientific
+game at Dartmouth, which was as good as any in the country. This was the
+beginning of Dartmouth's success in modern football, and for it
+McCornack has been named the father of modern football at Dartmouth.</p>
+
+<p>The greatest compliment ever paid McCornack, in so far as athletics were
+concerned, was by President William Jewett Tucker of Dartmouth, who told
+an alumnus of the institution:</p>
+
+<p>"The discipline that McCornack maintained <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_377" id="Page_377">[Pg 377]</a></span>on the football field at
+Dartmouth was to the advantage of the general discipline of the
+institution."</p>
+
+<p>For ten years after McCornack had stopped coaching at Dartmouth, the
+captain of the Dartmouth team would wear his sweater in a Harvard game
+as an emblem to go by. The sweater is now worn out, and no one knows
+where it is.</p>
+
+<p>If Eddie Holt's record at Princeton told of nothing else than the making
+of a great guard, this would be enough to establish Holt's ability as a
+guard coach. Eddie and Sam Craig played alongside of each other in the
+Yale defeat of '97. Holt says:</p>
+
+<p>"The story of the making of Sam Craig is the old story of the stone the
+builders rejected, which is now the head stone of the corner. Sam never
+forgot the '97 defeat and I never have myself. After this game Sam gave
+up football, although he was eligible to play. Two years later, after
+Princeton had been defeated by Cornell, something had to be done to
+strengthen the Princeton line. Sam Craig was at the Seminary. I
+remembered him," said Holt, "and went over to his room and told him that
+he was needed. I shall never forget how his face lit up as he felt there
+was an opportunity to serve Princeton and a chance to play on a winning
+team; a chance to come back. He responded to my hurry call, eager to
+make good. Coaching him was the finest thing I ever did in football.
+Good old<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_378" id="Page_378">[Pg 378]</a></span> Sam, I can see him now, standing on the side lines telling me
+that he guessed he was no good. You can never imagine how happy I was to
+see him improve day by day after I had taken a hold of him. The great
+game he played against Yale in '99 will always be one of my happiest
+recollections in football. My joy was supreme; the joy that comes to a
+coach as he sees his man make good&mdash;Sam sure did."</p>
+
+<p>It is very doubtful whether the inside story of Harvard's victory over
+Yale in 1908 has ever been told. Those who remember this game know that
+the way for victory was paved by Ver Wiebe and Vic Kennard. Harry
+Kersburg, a Harvard coach, writes of that incident:</p>
+
+<p>"The summer of 1907 and 1908, Kennard worked for several hours each day
+perfecting his kicking. This fact was known to only one of the coaches.
+In 1906 and 1907, Kennard played as a substitute but was most
+unfortunate in being smashed up in nearly every game in which he played.
+On account of this record, he was given little or no attention at the
+beginning of the 1908 season, even though the one coach who had great
+confidence in Kennard's ability as a kicker rooted hard for him at every
+coaches' meeting. About the middle of the season, Dave Campbell came on
+from the West and with the one lone coach became interested in Kennard.
+On the day of the Springfield Training School game, most of the Harvard
+coaches went down to New Haven, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_379" id="Page_379">[Pg 379]</a></span>leaving the team in charge of Campbell
+and Kennard's other rooter. The psychological moment had arrived. Just
+as soon as the Harvard team had rolled up a tidy little score, Kennard
+was sent into the game and instructions were given to the quarterback
+that he was to signal for a drop kick every time the Harvard team was
+within forty yards of the opponent's goal&mdash;no matter what the angle
+might be. The game ended with Kennard having kicked four goals from the
+field out of six tries. Nearly all of them were kicked from an average
+distance of thirty yards and at very difficult angles. At the next
+coaches' meeting serious consideration was given to what Kennard had
+done and from that time on he came into his own.</p>
+
+<p>"Now for Rex Ver Wiebe. For two years he had plugged away at a line
+position on the second team. In his senior year he was advanced to the
+Varsity squad. With all his hard work it seemed impossible for him to
+develop into anything but a mediocre lineman. The line coaches, with
+much regret, had about given up all hope. One afternoon, two weeks
+before the Yale game, one of the line coaches was standing on the side
+lines talking with Pooch Donovan about Ver Wiebe. Pooch said little, but
+kept a close watch on Ver Wiebe for the next two or three days. At the
+end of that time he came out with the statement that if Ver Wiebe could
+be taught how to start, he would rapidly <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_380" id="Page_380">[Pg 380]</a></span>develop into one of the best
+halfbacks on the squad. Pooch's advice was followed and in the Yale
+game, Ver Wiebe's rushes outside tackle were one of the features of the
+game and were directly responsible for the ball being brought down the
+field to such a position that it was possible to substitute Kennard, who
+kicked a goal from the field and won the first victory for Harvard
+against Yale in many years.</p>
+
+<p>"It is a strange coincidence that the first of Harvard's string of
+victories against Yale was won by two men who a few weeks before the
+game were in the so-called football discard."</p>
+
+<p>No greater honor can be accorded a football man than the invitation to
+come back to his Alma Mater and take charge of the football situation.
+Such a man has been selected after he has served efficiently at other
+institutions, for it takes long experience to become a great coach and
+there are very few men who have given up all their time to consecutive
+coaching.</p>
+
+<p>Successful coaches, as a rule, are men who have a genius for it, and
+whose strong personalities bring out the natural ability of the men
+under them. Successful football is the result of a good system, plus
+good material.</p>
+
+<p>Of the men who coach to-day, the experience of John H. Rush, popularly
+known as Speedy Rush, stands out as unique. Rush never played football,
+for he preferred track athletics, but he understood the theory of the
+game. At the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_381" id="Page_381">[Pg 381]</a></span>University School in Cleveland where Rush taught for
+many years, he took charge of the football team, and although coaching
+mere boys, his results were marvelous, and in 1915, when the Princeton
+coaching system was in a slough of despond, it was decided to give Rush
+an opportunity to show what he could do at Princeton.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo49" id="illo49"><img src="images/illo49.jpg" width="600" height="373" alt="Columbia back in the game, 1915" title="" /></a>
+<span class="center">Metcalf&nbsp;&nbsp; Peterson&nbsp;&nbsp; Mumford&nbsp;&nbsp; Monroe&nbsp;&nbsp; Elmer &nbsp;&nbsp;Stover &nbsp;&nbsp;Donnell &nbsp;&nbsp;Norton &nbsp;&nbsp;Dwyer&nbsp;&nbsp; Weed</span><br />
+<span class="center">Bullwinkle &nbsp;&nbsp;McCabe&nbsp;&nbsp; Franklin &nbsp;&nbsp;Schulte&nbsp;&nbsp; Thorpe&nbsp;&nbsp; Moffat&nbsp;&nbsp; Simmonds</span><br />
+<span class="center">DeGraff&nbsp;&nbsp; Buermeyer&nbsp;&nbsp; Cochran&nbsp;&nbsp; Fairfield&nbsp;&nbsp; Todd &nbsp;&nbsp;Thompson </span><br />
+<span class="center">Calder&nbsp;&nbsp; Aimee&nbsp;&nbsp; Noble &nbsp;&nbsp;Gallagher&nbsp;&nbsp; Wadleton</span><br />
+<span class="caption">COLUMBIA BACK IN THE GAME, 1915</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>Rush makes no boasts. He is a silent worker, and football people at
+large were unanimous in their praise of his work at Princeton in the
+fall of 1915. Whatever the future holds in store for this coach,
+Princeton men at least are sure that an efficient policy has been
+established which will be followed out year after year, and that the
+loyal support of the Alumni is behind Rush.</p>
+
+<p>There was never a time in Yale's history when so much general discussion
+and care entered into the selection of its football coach as in 1915.
+From the long list of Yale football graduates the honor was bestowed
+upon Tad Jones, a man whose remarkable playing record at Yale is well
+known. Football records tell of his wonderful runs. His personality
+enables him to get close to the men, and he was wonderfully successful
+at Exeter, coaching his old school. Tad Jones represents one of the
+highest types of college athletes.</p>
+
+<p>In 1915 when the college authorities decided Columbia might re-enter the
+football arena, after a lapse of ten years, it was a wonderful victory
+for the loyal Columbia football supporters. A <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_382" id="Page_382">[Pg 382]</a></span>most thorough and
+exhaustive search was then made for the proper man to teach Columbia the
+new football. The man who won the Committee's unanimous vote was Thomas
+N. Metcalf, who played football at Oberlin, Ohio. Metcalf earned
+recognition in his first year. He realized that Columbia's re-entrance
+into football must be gradual, and his schedule was arranged
+accordingly. He developed Miller, a quarterback who stood on a par with
+the best quarterbacks in 1915. Columbia had great confidence in Metcalf,
+and the pick of the old men, notably Tom Thorp, one of the gamest
+players any team ever had, volunteered their aid.</p>
+
+<p>One of the most prominent football coaches which Pennsylvania boasts of
+to-day, is Bob Folwell. Always a brilliant player, full of spirit and
+endowed with a great power of leadership, he was a huge success as a
+coach at Lafayette. His team beat Princeton. At Washington and
+Jefferson, he beat Yale twice. His ability as a coach was watched
+carefully not only by the graduates of Penn, but by the football world
+as a whole.</p>
+
+<p>In 1916 this hard-working, energetic up-to-date coach assumed control of
+the football situation on Franklin Field.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_383" id="Page_383">[Pg 383]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XX" id="CHAPTER_XX"></a>CHAPTER XX</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">UMPIRE AND REFEREE</p>
+
+
+<p>There is a group of individuals connected with football to whom the
+football public pays little attention, until at a most inopportune time
+in the game, a whistle is blown, or a horn is tooted and you see a
+presumptuous individual stepping off a damaging five yard penalty
+against your favorite team. At such a time you arise in your wrath and
+demand: "Who is that guy anyway? Where did he come from? Why did he give
+that penalty?" Other muffled tributes are paid him.</p>
+
+<p>In calmer moments you realize that the officials are the caretakers of
+football. They see to it that the game is preserved to us year after
+year.</p>
+
+<p>An official is generally a man who has served his time as a player.
+Those days over, he enters the arena as Umpire, Referee or Linesman.</p>
+
+<p>One who has a keen desire to succeed in this line of work ought to train
+himself properly for the season's work. In anticipation of the
+afternoon's work, he must get his proper sleep; no night caf&eacute;s or late
+hours should be his before a big contest.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_384" id="Page_384">[Pg 384]</a></span></p><p>The workings of football minds towards an official are most narrow and
+critical at times. The really wise official will remain away from both
+teams until just before the game, lest some one accuse him of being too
+familiar with the other side. He can offer no opinion upon the game
+before the contest.</p>
+
+<p>Each college has its preferred list of officials. Much time is given to
+the selection of officials for the different games. Before a man can be
+chosen for any game it must be shown that he has had no ancestors at
+either of the colleges in whose game he will act and that he is always
+unprejudiced. At the same time the fact that a man has been approved as
+a football official by three of four big colleges is about as fine a
+football diploma as any one would wish.</p>
+
+<p>For the larger games an official receives one hundred dollars and
+expenses. This seems a lot of money for an afternoon's work just for
+sport's sake, but there are many officials on the discarded list to-day
+who would gladly return all the money they ever received, if they could
+but regain their former popularity and prestige in the game. Certainly
+an official is not an over-paid man.</p>
+
+<p>The wise official arrives at the field only a scant half hour before the
+game. Generally the head coach sends for you, and as he takes you to a
+secluded spot he describes in his most serious way an important play he
+will use in the game.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_385" id="Page_385">[Pg 385]</a></span> He tells you that it is within the rules, but for
+some curious reason, anxiously asks your opinion. He informs you that
+the <i>opposing</i> team has a certain play which is clearly illegal and
+wants you to watch for it constantly. He furthermore warns you solemnly
+that the other team is going to try to put one of his best players out
+of the game and beseeches you to anticipate this cowardly action, and
+you smile inwardly. Football seriousness is oftentimes amusing. Some of
+our best Umpires always have a little talk with the team before the
+game.</p>
+
+<p>I often remember the old days when Paul Dashiell, the famous Umpire,
+used to come into our dressing room. Standing in the center of the room,
+he would make an appeal to us in his earnest, inimitable way, not to
+play off-side. He would explain just how he interpreted holding and the
+use of arms in the game. He would urge us to be thoroughbreds and to
+play the game fair; to make it a clean game, so that it might be
+unnecessary to inflict penalties. "Football," he would say, "is a game
+for the players, not for the officials." Then he would depart, leaving
+behind him a very clear conviction with us that he meant business. If we
+broke the rules our team would unquestionably suffer.</p>
+
+<p>Some of my most pleasant football recollections are those gained as an
+official in the game. I count it a rare privilege to have worked in many
+games year after year where I came in close <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_386" id="Page_386">[Pg 386]</a></span>contact with the players on
+different college teams; there to catch their spirit and to see the
+working out of victories and defeats at close range.</p>
+
+<p>Here it is that one comes in close touch with the great power of
+leadership, that "do or die" spirit, which makes a player ready to go in
+a little harder with each play. Knocked over, he comes up with a grin
+and sets his jaw a little stiffer for next time.</p>
+
+<p>As an official you are often thrilled as you see a man making a great
+play; you long to pat him on the back and say, "Well done!" If you see
+an undiscovered fumbled ball you yearn to yell out&mdash;"Here it is!" But
+all this you realize cannot be done unless one momentarily forgets
+himself like John Bell.</p>
+
+<p>"My recollection is that I acted as an official in but one game," says
+he. "I was too intense a partisan. Nevertheless, I was pressed into
+service in a Lehigh-Penn game in the late '80's. I recall that Duncan
+Spaeth, now Professor of English at Princeton and coach of the Princeton
+crew, was playing on Pennsylvania's team. He made a long run with the
+ball; was thrown about the 20-yard line; rose, pushed on and was thrown
+again between the 5- and 10-yard line. Refusing to be downed, he
+continued to roll over a number of times, with several Lehigh players
+hanging on to him, until finally he was stopped, within about a foot of
+the goal line. Forgetting his official <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_387" id="Page_387">[Pg 387]</a></span>duties, in the excitement of
+the moment, it is alleged that the referee (myself) jumped up and down
+excitedly, calling out: 'Roll over, Spaethy, just <i>once</i> more!' And
+Spaethy did. A touchdown resulted. But the Referee's fate after the game
+was like that of St. Stephen&mdash;he was stoned."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo50" id="illo50"><img src="images/illo50.jpg" width="600" height="373" alt="Close to a thriller" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">CLOSE TO A THRILLER</span><br />
+<span class="center">Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring Against Cornell.</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>In the old days one official used to handle the entire game. A man would
+even officiate in a game where his own college was a contestant. This
+was true in the case of Walter Camp, Tracy Harris, and other heroes of
+the past. Later the number of officials was increased. Such a list
+records Wyllys Terry, Alex Moffat, Pa Corbin, Ray Tompkins, S.&nbsp;V.
+Coffin, Appleton and other men who protected the game in the early
+stages.</p>
+
+<p>Within my recollection, for many years the two most prominent, as well
+as most efficient officials, whose names were always coupled, were
+McClung, Referee, and Dashiell, Umpire. No two better officials ever
+worked together and there is as much necessity for team work in
+officiating as there is in playing. Both graduated from Lehigh, and the
+prominent position that they took in football was a source of great
+satisfaction to their university.</p>
+
+<p>Officials come and go. These men have had their day, but no two ever
+contributed better work. The game of Football was safe in their hands.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_388" id="Page_388">[Pg 388]</a></span></p><p>Paul Dashiell and Walter Camp are the only two survivors of the
+original Rules Committee.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Dashiell's Reminiscences</span></p>
+
+<p>"As an official, the first big game I umpired was in 1894 between Yale
+and Princeton, following this with nine consecutive years of umpiring
+the match," writes Dashiell. "After Harvard and Yale resumed relations,
+I umpired their games for six years running. I officiated in practically
+all the Harvard-Penn' games and Penn'-Cornell games during those years,
+as well as many of the minor games, having had practically every
+Saturday taken each fall during those twelve years, so I saw about all
+the football there was. When I look back on those years and what they
+taught me I feel that I'd not be without them for the world. They showed
+so much human nature, so many hundreds of plucky things, mingled with a
+lot of mean ones; such a show of manhood under pressure. I learned to
+know so many wonderful chaps and some of my most valued friendships were
+formed at those times. I liked the responsibility, too; although I knew
+that from one game to another I was walking on ice so thin that one bad
+mistake, however unintended, would break it.</p>
+
+<p>"The rules were so incomplete that common sense was needed and,
+frequently, interpretation was simply by mutual consent. Bitterness of
+feeling between the big colleges made my duties <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_389" id="Page_389">[Pg 389]</a></span>all the harder. But it
+was an untold satisfaction when I could feel that I had done well, and
+as I said, the responsibility had its fascination and, in the main, was
+a great satisfaction.</p>
+
+<p>"And then came the inevitable, a foul seen only by me, which called for
+an immediate penalty. This led to scathing criticism and accusations of
+unfairness by many that did not understand the incident, altogether
+leaving a sting that will go down with me to my grave in spite of my
+happy recollections of the game. I had always taken a great pride in the
+job, and in what the confidence of the big universities from one year to
+another meant. I knew a little better than anybody else how
+conscientiously I had tried to be fair and to use sense and judgment,
+and the end of it all hurt a lot.</p>
+
+<p>"One friendship was made in these years that has been worth more than
+words can tell. I refer to that of Matthew McClung. To be known as a
+co-official with McClung was a privilege that only those who knew him
+can appreciate. I had known him before at Lehigh in his undergraduate
+days, and had played on the same teams with him. In after years we were
+officials together in a great many of the big games where feeling ran
+high and manliness and fairness, as well as judgment, were often put to
+a pretty severe test at short notice. Never was there a squarer
+sportsman, or a fairer, more conscientious and efficient official; nor a
+truer, more gallant type of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_390" id="Page_390">[Pg 390]</a></span>real man than he. His early death took out
+of the game a man of the kind we can ill afford to lose and no tribute
+that I could pay him would be high enough.</p>
+
+<p>"One night after a Yale-Harvard game at Cambridge, I was boarding the
+midnight train for New York. The porter had my bag, and as we entered
+the car, he confided in me, in an almost awestruck tone, that: 'Dad dere
+gentlemin in de smokin' compartment am John L. Sullivan.'</p>
+
+<p>"I crept into my berth, but next morning, in the washroom, I recognized
+John L. as the only man left. He emerged from his basin and asked:</p>
+
+<p>"'Were you at that football game yesterday?' and then 'Who won?'</p>
+
+<p>"I told him, and by way of making conversation, asked him if he was
+interested in all those outdoor games. But his voice dropped to the
+sepulchral and confidential, as he said:</p>
+
+<p>"'There's murder in that game!'</p>
+
+<p>"I answered: 'Well! How about the fighting game?'</p>
+
+<p>"He came back with: 'Sparring! It doesn't compare in roughness, or
+danger, with football. In sparring you know what you are doing. You know
+what your opponent is trying to do, and he's right there in front of
+you, and, there's only one! But in football! Say, there's twenty-two
+people trying to do you!'</p>
+
+<p>"There being only twenty-one other than the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_391" id="Page_391">[Pg 391]</a></span>player concerned, I could
+not but infer that he meant to indicate the umpire as the
+twenty-second."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">My Personal Experiences</span></p>
+
+<p>In my experience as an official I recall the fact that I began
+officiating as a Referee, and had been engaged and notified in the
+regular way to referee the Penn'-Harvard game on Franklin Field in 1905.
+When I arrived at the field, McClung was the other official. He had
+never umpired but had always acted as a Referee. In my opinion a man
+should be either Referee or Umpire. Each position requires a different
+kind of experience and I do not believe officials can successfully
+interchange these positions. Those who have officiated can appreciate
+the predicament I was in, especially just at that time when there was so
+much talk of football reform, by means of changing the rules, changing
+the style of the game, stopping mass plays. However, I consented; for
+appreciating that McClung was sincere in his statement that he would do
+nothing but referee, I was forced to accept the Umpire's task.</p>
+
+<p>It was a game full of intense rivalry. The desire to win was carrying
+the men beyond the bounds of an ordinarily spirited contest, and the
+Umpire's job proved a most severe task. It was in this game that either
+four or five men were disqualified.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_392" id="Page_392">[Pg 392]</a></span></p><p>I continued several years after this in the capacity of Umpire. One
+unfortunate experience as Umpire came as a result of a penalty inflicted
+upon Wauseka, an Indian player who had tackled too vigorously a Penn'
+player who was out of bounds. Much wrangling ensued and a policeman was
+called upon the field. It was the quickest way to keep the game from
+getting out of hand.</p>
+
+<p>Washington and Jefferson played the Indians at Pittsburgh some years
+ago. I acted as Umpire. The game was played in a driving rain storm and
+a muddier field I never saw. The players, as well as the officials, were
+covered with mud. In fact my sweater was saturated, the players having
+used it as a sort of towel to dry their hands. A kicked ball had been
+fumbled on the goal line and there was a battle royal on the part of the
+players to get the coveted ball. I dived into the scramble of wriggling,
+mud-covered players to detect the man who might have the ball. The
+stockings and jerseys of the players were so covered with mud that you
+could not tell them apart. As I was forcing my way down into the mass of
+players I heard a man shouting for dear life: "I'm an Indian! I'm an
+Indian! It's my ball!"</p>
+
+<p>When I finally got hold of the fellow with the ball I could not for the
+life of me tell whether he was an Indian or not. However, I held up the
+decision until some one got a bucket and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_393" id="Page_393">[Pg 393]</a></span>sponge and the player's face
+was mopped off, whereupon I saw that he was an Indian all right. He had
+scored a touchdown for his team.</p>
+
+<p>An official in the game is subject to all sorts of criticisms and abuse.
+Sometimes they are humorous and others have a sting which is not readily
+forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>I admit, on account of my size, there were times in a game when I would
+get in a player's way; sometimes in the spectators' way. During a
+Yale-Harvard game, in which I was acting as an official, the play came
+close to the side line, and I had taken my position directly between the
+players and the spectators, when some kind friend from the bleachers
+yelled out:</p>
+
+<p>"Get off the field, how do you expect us to see the game?"</p>
+
+<p>I shall never forget one poor little fellow who had recovered a fumbled
+ball, while on top of him was a wriggling mass of players trying to get
+the ball. As I slowly, but surely, forced my way down through the pile
+of players I finally landed on top of him. I shall never forget how he
+grunted and yelled, "Six or seven of you fellows get off of me."</p>
+
+<p>It was in the same game that some man from the bleachers called out as I
+was running up the field: "Here comes the Beef Trust."</p>
+
+<p>There was a coach of a Southern college who tried to put over a new one
+on me, when I caught him coaching from the side lines in a game with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_394" id="Page_394">[Pg 394]</a></span>
+Pennsylvania on Franklin Field. I first warned him, and when he
+persisted in the offense, I put him behind the ropes, on a bench,
+besides imposing the regular penalty. It was not long after this, that I
+discovered he had left the bench. I found him again on the side line,
+wearing a heavy ulster and change of hat to disguise himself, but this
+quick change artist promptly got the gate.</p>
+
+<p>I knew a player who had an opportunity to get back at an official, but
+there was no rule to meet the situation. A penalty had been imposed,
+because the player had used improper language. A heated argument
+followed, and I am afraid the Umpire was guilty of a like offense, when
+the player exclaimed:</p>
+
+<p>"Well! Well! Why don't you penalize yourself?"</p>
+
+<p>He surely was right. I should have been penalized.</p>
+
+<p>One sometimes unconsciously fails to deal out a kindness for a courtesy
+done. That was my experience in a Harvard-Yale game at Cambridge one
+year. On the morning before the game, while I was at the Hotel Touraine,
+I was making an earnest effort to get, what seemed almost impossible, a
+seat for a friend of mine. I had finally purchased one for ten dollars,
+and so made known the fact to two or three of my friends in the
+corridor. About this time a tall, athletic, chap, who had heard that I
+wanted an extra ticket, volunteered to get me one at the regular <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_395" id="Page_395">[Pg 395]</a></span>price,
+which he succeeded in doing. I had no difficulty in returning my
+speculator's ticket. I thanked the fellow cordially for getting me the
+ticket. I did not see him again until late that afternoon when the game
+was nearly over. Some rough work in one of the scrimmages compelled me
+to withdraw one of the Harvard players from the game. As I walked with
+him to the side lines, I glanced at his face, only to recognize my
+friend&mdash;the ticket producer. The umpire's task then became harder than
+ever, as I gave him a seat on the side line. That player was Vic
+Kennard.</p>
+
+<p>Evarts Wrenn, one of our foremost officials a few years ago, has had
+some interesting experiences of his own.</p>
+
+<p>"While umpiring a game between Michigan and Ohio State, at Columbus," he
+says, "Heston, Michigan's fullback, carrying the ball, broke through the
+line, was tackled and thrown; recovered his feet, started again, was
+tackled and thrown again, threw off his tacklers only to be thrown
+again. Again he broke away. All this time I was backing up in front of
+the play. As Heston broke away from the last tacklers, I backed suddenly
+into the outstretched arms of the Ohio State fullback, who, it appears,
+had been backing up step by step with me. Heston ran thirty yards for a
+touchdown. You can imagine how unpopular I was with the home team, and
+how ridiculous my plight appeared.</p>
+
+<p>"Another instance occurred in a Chicago-Cor<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_396" id="Page_396">[Pg 396]</a></span>nell game at Marshall
+Field," Wrenn goes on to say. "You know it always seems good to an
+official to get through a game without having to make any disagreeable
+decisions. I was congratulating myself on having got through this game
+so fortunately. As I was hurrying off the field, I was stopped by the
+little Cornell trainer, who had been very much in evidence on the side
+lines during the game. He called to me.</p>
+
+<p>"'Mr. Wrenn' (and I straightened, chucking out my chest and getting my
+hand ready for congratulations). 'That was the &mdash;&mdash; &mdash;&mdash; piece of
+umpiring I ever saw in my life.' I cannot describe my feelings. I was
+standing there with my mouth open when he had got yards away."</p>
+
+<p>Dan Hurley, who was captain of the 1904 Harvard team, writes me, as
+follows:</p>
+
+<p>"Football rules are changed from year to year. The causes of these
+changes are usually new points which have arisen the year previous
+during football games. A good many rules are interpreted according to
+the judgment of each individual official. I remember two points that
+arose in the Harvard-Penn' game in 1904, at Soldiers' Field. In this
+year there was great rivalry between the players representing Harvard
+and Pennsylvania. The contest was sharp and bitterly fought all the way
+through. Both teams had complained frequently to Edwards, the Umpire.
+Finally he caught two men red-handed, so to speak. There was no
+argument.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_397" id="Page_397">[Pg 397]</a></span> Both men admitted it. It so happened that both men were very
+valuable to their respective teams. The loss of either man would be
+greatly felt. Both captains cornered Edwards and both agreed that he was
+perfectly right in his contention that both men should have to leave the
+field, but&mdash;and it was this that caused the new rule to be enforced the
+next year. Both captains suggested that they were perfectly willing for
+both men to remain in the game despite the penalty, and with eager faces
+both captains watched Edwards' face as he pondered whether he should or
+should not permit them to remain in the game. He did, however, allow
+both to play. Of course, this ruling was establishing a dangerous
+precedent; therefore, the next year the Rules Committee incorporated a
+new rule to the effect that two captains of opposing teams could not by
+mutual agreement permit a player who ought to be removed for committing
+a foul to remain in the game."</p>
+
+<p>Bill Crowell of Swarthmore, later a coach at Lafayette, is another
+official who has had curious experiences.</p>
+
+<p>"In a Lehigh-Indian game a few years ago at South Bethlehem, in which I
+was acting as referee," he says, "in the early part of the game Lehigh
+held Carlisle for four downs inside of the three-yard line, and when on
+the last try, Powell, the Indian back, failed to take it over, contrary
+to the opinion of Warner, their coach. I called <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_398" id="Page_398">[Pg 398]</a></span>out, 'Lehigh's ball,'
+and moved behind the Lehigh team which was forming to take the ball out
+of danger. Just before the ball was snapped, and everything was quiet in
+the stands, Warner called across the field:</p>
+
+<p>"'Hey! Crowell! you're the best defensive man Lehigh's got.'"</p>
+
+<p>Phil Draper, famous in Williams football, and without doubt one of the
+greatest halfbacks that ever played, also served his time as an
+official. He says:</p>
+
+<p>"From my experience as an official, I believe that most of their
+troubles come from the coaches. If things are not going as well with
+their team as they ought to go, they have a tendency to blame it on the
+officials in order to protect themselves."</p>
+
+<p>"There was, in my playing days, as now, the usual controversy in
+reference to the officials of the game," says Wyllys Terry, "and the
+same controversies arose in those days in regard to the decisions which
+were given. My sympathies have always been with the officials in the
+game in all decisions that they have rendered. It is impossible for them
+to see everything, but when they come to make a decision they are the
+only ones that are on the spot and simply have to decide on what they
+see at the moment.</p>
+
+<p>"It is a difficult position. Thousands say you are right, thousands say
+you are wrong&mdash;but my belief has always been that nine times out of ten
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_399" id="Page_399">[Pg 399]</a></span>the official's decision is correct. It was my misfortune to officiate
+in but one large game; that between Harvard and Princeton in the fall of
+'87. This was the year that there was a great outcry regarding the
+rules, particularly in reference to tackling. It was decided that a
+tackle below the waist was a foul and the penalty was disqualification.
+I was appointed Umpire in the Harvard-Princeton game of that year.
+Before the game I called the teams together and told them what the
+representatives of the three colleges had agreed upon. They had
+authorized me to carry the rules out in strict accordance with their
+instructions and I proposed to do so. In the early part of the game
+there was a scrimmage on one side of the field and after the mass had
+been cleared away, I heard somebody call for me. On looking around I
+found that the call came from Holden, Captain of the Harvard team. He
+called my attention to the fact that he was still being tackled and that
+the man had both his arms around his knee, with his head resting on it.
+He demanded, under the agreed interpretation of the rules, that the
+tackle be decided a foul, and that the man be disqualified and sent from
+the field. The question of intent was not allowed me, for I had to
+decide on the facts as they presented themselves. The result was that
+Cowan, one of the most powerful, and one of the best linemen that ever
+stood on a football field, was disqualified. The Captain of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_400" id="Page_400">[Pg 400]</a></span>
+Princeton team remarked at the time, 'I would rather have any three men
+disqualified than Cowan.' As the game up to that time had been very
+close, and the Princeton sympathizers were sure of victory, I believe I
+was the most cordially hated ex-football player that ever existed.
+Shortly after this the Harvard men had the Princeton team near their
+goal line and in possession of the ball. Two linemen used their hands,
+which on the offense is illegal, and made a hole through which the
+Harvard halfback passed and crossed the line for a touchdown amid
+tremendous cheers from the Harvard contingent. This touchdown was not
+allowed by the Umpire. Again I was the most hated football man that
+lived, so far as Harvard was concerned. The result was I had no friends
+on either side of the field.</p>
+
+<p>"After the game, in talking it over with Walter Camp, he assured me that
+the decisions had been correct, but that he was very glad he had not had
+to make them. In spite of these decisions, I was asked to umpire in a
+number of big games the next year: but that one experience had been
+enough for me. I never appeared again in that or any other official
+capacity. I have been trying for the last thirty-two years to get back
+the friends which, before that game, I had in both Princeton and Harvard
+circles, with only a fair amount of success."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_401" id="Page_401">[Pg 401]</a></span></p><p>I have always considered it a great privilege to have been associated
+as an official in the game with Pa Corbin. I know of no man that ever
+worked as earnestly and intelligently to carry out his official duties,
+and year after year he has kept up his interest in the game, not only as
+a coach, but as a thoroughly competent official.</p>
+
+<p>As a favorite with all colleges his services were eagerly sought. He
+recollects the following:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>"The experience that made as much of an impression upon me as any, was
+the game with Penn-Lafayette which came just after the experience of the
+year before which developed so much rough play. The man agreed upon for
+Umpire, did not appear, and after waiting a while the two captains came
+to me and asked if I would umpire in addition to acting as referee. I
+accused them of conspiracy to put me entirely out of business, but they
+insisted and I reluctantly acquiesced. I told both teams that I would be
+so busy that I would have no time for arguments or even investigation
+and any move that seemed to me like roughness would be penalized to the
+full extent of the rules regardless of whom he was or of how many. The
+result was that it was one of the most decent games and in fact almost
+gentlemanly that I have ever experienced."</p>
+
+<p>Joe Pendleton has been an official for twenty years. He is an alert,
+conscientious officer in the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_402" id="Page_402">[Pg 402]</a></span>game. I have worked many times with Joe
+and he is a very interesting partner in the official end of the game.</p>
+
+<p>In the fall of 1915 Joe had a very severe illness and his absence from
+the football field was deeply regretted.</p>
+
+<p>Joe always wore his old Bowdoin sweater and when out upon the field, the
+big B on the chest of Joe's white sweater almost covered him up.</p>
+
+<p>"A few years ago I had occasion to remove a player from a game for a
+foul play," says Joe, "and in a second the quarterback was telling me of
+my mistake. 'Why, you can't put that man out,' he said, and when I
+questioned him as to where he got such a mistaken idea, his reply was:</p>
+
+<p>"'Why, he is our captain!'</p>
+
+<p>"In another game after the umpire had disqualified a player for kicking
+an opponent, the offending player appealed to me, basing his claim on
+the ground that he had not kicked the man until after the whistle had
+been blown and the play was over. Another man on the same team claimed
+exemption from a penalty on the ground that he had slugged his opponent
+while out of bounds. He actually believed that we could not penalize for
+fouls off the playing field.</p>
+
+<p>"The funniest appeal I ever had made to me was made by a player years
+ago who asked that time be taken out in order that he might change a
+perfectly good jersey for one of a different color. It seems he had lost
+his jersey and had <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_403" id="Page_403">[Pg 403]</a></span>borrowed one from a player on the home team. When I
+asked him why he wanted to change his jersey he replied:</p>
+
+<p>"'Because my own team are kicking the stuffing out of me and I must get
+a different colored jersey. At times my team mates take me for an
+opponent.'</p>
+
+<p>"In a game where it was necessary to caution the players against talking
+too much to their opponents one particularly curious incident occurred.</p>
+
+<p>"One team, in order to give one of the larger college elevens a stiff
+practice game, had put in the field two or three ringers. The big
+college team men were rather suspicious that their opponents were not
+entirely made up of bona fide students. A big tackle on the larger team
+made the following remark to a supposed ringer:</p>
+
+<p>"'I'll bet you five to one you cannot name the president of your
+college.' The answer came back, 'Well, old boy, perhaps I can't, but
+perhaps I can show you how to play tackle and that's all I'm here for.'"</p>
+
+<p>The Princeton-Yale game of 1915 was one of the most bitterly contested
+in the history of football. Princeton was a strong favorite, but Yale
+forced the fighting and had their opponents on the defensive almost from
+the beginning. Princeton's chances were materially hurt by a number of
+severe penalties which cost her considerably in excess of one hundred
+yards. Each <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_404" id="Page_404">[Pg 404]</a></span>of the officials had a hand in the infliction of the
+penalties, but the Referee, who happened to be Nate Tufts of Brown, had,
+of course, to enforce them all by marking off the distance given to Yale
+and putting the ball in the proper place.</p>
+
+<p>In the evening after the game, a number of football officials and others
+were dining in New York; in the party was a Princeton graduate, who was
+introduced to Mr. Tufts, the Referee of the game of the afternoon. At
+the introduction the Princeton man remarked that when he was a boy he
+had read of Jesse James, the McCoy brothers, and other noted bandits and
+train robbers, but that he took off his hat to Mr. Tufts as the king of
+them all.</p>
+
+<p>Okeson, a star player of Lehigh and prominent official, recalls this
+game:</p>
+
+<p>"In 1908 I umpired in a memorable game which took place at New Haven
+between Yale and Princeton, which resulted in a victory for Yale, 12-10.
+This was before any rule was inserted calling for the Referee to notify
+the teams to appear on the field at the beginning of the second half. At
+that time a ten-minute intermission was allowed between the halves. The
+first half closed with the score 10-0 in favor of Princeton. At the end
+of about seven minutes Mike Thompson, who was Referee, following the
+custom that had grown up, although no rule required it, left the field
+to notify the teams to return. When he came back I asked him if he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_405" id="Page_405">[Pg 405]</a></span>had
+found them, for on the old Yale Field it was something of a job to
+locate the teams once they had passed through the gates. Mike said that
+they were in the Field House on the other side of the baseball field and
+that he had called in to them. The Princeton players appeared in a
+minute or two, but no sign of Yale. Finally, getting suspicious, Mike
+asked Bill Roper, who was head coach at Princeton that year, if the Yale
+team had been in the Field House. The answer was 'No,' and we suddenly
+woke up to the fact that although time for the intermission had ended
+three or four minutes before, the Yale team was not notified, and
+furthermore, no one knew where they were except that they were somewhere
+under the stands. There were many gates and to leave by one to search
+meant running a chance that the Yale team might appear almost
+immediately through another and then the game be further delayed by the
+absence of the Referee. This being the case, Mike had no choice but to
+do as he did, namely, send messengers through all gates. One of these
+messengers met the Yale team coming along under the stands. The coaches
+had decided that time must be up, although none of them had kept a
+record of it, and had started back finally without any notice. Eight
+minutes over the legal ten had been taken before they appeared on the
+field and Bill Roper was raging. As Yale won in the second half it was
+only natural that we officials were greatly <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_406" id="Page_406">[Pg 406]</a></span>censored by Princeton, and
+Yale did not escape criticism. Yet the whole thing came from the fact
+that a custom had grown up of depending on the Referee to find and bring
+the teams back to the field instead of each team either staying on the
+field, or failing that, taking the responsibility on themselves of
+getting back in time. Yale simply followed the usual custom and 'Mike'
+was misled due to being told that both teams had gone to the Field House
+by one of those ready volunteers who furnish information whether they
+know anything about the subject in hand or not."</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo51" id="illo51"><img src="images/illo51.jpg" width="600" height="372" alt="Crash of conflict" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">CRASH OF CONFLICT</span><br />
+<span class="center">When Charge Meets Charge.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_407" id="Page_407">[Pg 407]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XXI" id="CHAPTER_XXI"></a>CHAPTER XXI</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">CRASH OF CONFLICT</p>
+
+
+<p>The start of a football game is most exciting; not alone for the
+players, but for the spectators as well. Every one is keyed up in
+anticipation of the contest. The referee's whistle blows; the ball is
+kicked off&mdash;the game has begun.</p>
+
+<p>Opponents now meet face to face on the field of battle. What happens on
+the gridiron is plainly seen by the spectators, but it is not possible
+for them to hear the conversations which take place. There is much good
+natured joshing between the players, which brings out the humorous as
+well as the serious side of the contest. In a game, and during the hard
+days of practice, many remarks are made which, if overheard, would give
+the spectators an insight into the personal, human side of the sport.</p>
+
+<p>It behooves every team to make the most of the first five minutes of
+play. Every coach in the country will tell his team to get the charge on
+their opponents from the start. A good start usually means a good
+ending.</p>
+
+<p>From the side lines we see the men put their shoulders to their work,
+charging and pushing <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_408" id="Page_408">[Pg 408]</a></span>their opponents aside to make a hole in the line,
+through which the man with the ball may gain his distance; or we may see
+a man on the defensive, full of grim determination to meet the oncoming
+charges of his opponent. As we glance at the accompanying picture of a
+Yale-West Point game, we will observe the earnest effort that is being
+made in the great game of football&mdash;the crash of conflict.</p>
+
+<p>One particularly amusing story is told about a former Lehigh player in a
+Princeton game several years ago.</p>
+
+<p>"After the match had been in progress twenty minutes or more," says a
+Princeton man who played, "we began to show a large number of bruises on
+our faces. This was especially the case with House Janeway, whose
+opponent, at tackle, was a big husky Lehigh player. Janeway finally
+became suspicious of the big husky, whose arms often struck him during
+the scrimmage.</p>
+
+<p>"'What have you got on your arm?' shouted Janeway at his adversary.</p>
+
+<p>"'Never you mind. I'm playing my game,' was the big tackle's retort.</p>
+
+<p>"Janeway insisted that the game be stopped temporarily for an
+inspection. The Lehigh tackle demurred. Hector Cowan, whose face had
+suffered, backed up Janeway's demand.</p>
+
+<p>"'Have you anything on your arm?' demanded the referee of the Lehigh
+player.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_409" id="Page_409">[Pg 409]</a></span></p><p>"'My sleeve,' was the curt reply.</p>
+
+<p>"'Well, turn up your sleeve then.'</p>
+
+<p>"The big tackle was forced to comply with the official's request, and
+disclosed a silver bracelet.</p>
+
+<p>"'Either take that off or go out of the game,' was the referee's orders.</p>
+
+<p>"'But I promised a girl friend that I would wear it through the match,'
+protested Lehigh's tackle. 'I can't take it off. Don't you
+understand&mdash;it was <i>wished</i> on!'</p>
+
+<p>"'Well! I "wish" it off,' the referee replied. 'This is no society
+affair.'</p>
+
+<p>"The big tackle objected to this, declaring he would sooner quit the
+game than be disloyal to the girl.</p>
+
+<p>"'Then you will quit,' was the command of the umpire, and the big tackle
+left the field, a substitute taking his place."</p>
+
+<p>Lueder, a Cornell tackle, one of the best in his day, mentions a
+personal affair that occurred in the Penn game in 1900, between Blondy
+Wallace and himself.</p>
+
+<p>Blondy's friends when they read this will think he had an off day in his
+general football courtesy. Lueder states:</p>
+
+<p>"When I was trying to take advantage of my opponent, I was outwitted and
+was told to play on the square. I took Wallace's advice and never played
+a nicer game of football in my life. Just this little reprimand, from an
+older player, taught me a lot of football."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_410" id="Page_410">[Pg 410]</a></span></p><p>In the Yale-Brown game, back in 1898, Richardson, that wonderful Brown
+quarterback, received the ball on a double pass from Dave Fultz and ran
+65-yards before he was downed by Charlie de Saulles, the Yale
+quarterback, on Yale's 5-yard line. When Richardson got up, he turned to
+de Saulles and said:</p>
+
+<p>"You fool, why did you tackle me? I lost a chance to be a hero."</p>
+
+<p>Yale, by the way, won that game by a score of 18 to 14.</p>
+
+<p>Yost relates a humorous experience he had at Michigan in 1901, which was
+his most successful season at that University.</p>
+
+<p>"Buffalo University came to Michigan with a much-heralded team. They
+were coached by a Dartmouth man and had not been scored upon. Buffalo
+papers referred to Michigan as the Woolly Westerners, and the Buffalo
+enthusiasts placed bets that Michigan would not score. The time
+regulation of the game, two halves, was thirty-five minutes, without
+intermission. At the end of the first half the score was 65 to 0. During
+this time many substitutions had been made, some nineteen or twenty men,
+so that every player Buffalo brought with them had at one time or
+another participated in the game.</p>
+
+<p>"The Buffalo coach came to me and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Yost, we will have to cut this next half short.'</p>
+
+<p>"'Why?' I asked. Of course, I did not real<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_411" id="Page_411">[Pg 411]</a></span>ize that every available man
+he had with him was used up, but I felt rather liberal at that stage of
+the game and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Let them rest fifteen or twenty minutes for the intermission, and then
+use them over again; use them as often as you like. I don't care.'</p>
+
+<p>"About fifteen minutes after the second half had started, I discovered
+on Michigan's side of the field, covered up in a blanket, a big fellow
+named Simpson, one of the Buffalo players. I was naturally curious, and
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Simpson, what are you doing over here? You are on the wrong side.'</p>
+
+<p>"'Don't say anything,' came the quick response, 'I know where I am at.
+The coach has put me in three times already and I'm not going in there
+again. Enough is enough for any one. <i>I've had mine.</i>'</p>
+
+<p>"The score was then 120 to 0, in favor of Michigan, and the Buffalo team
+quit fifteen minutes before the game should have ended.</p>
+
+<p>"It may be interesting to note that from this experience of Buffalo with
+Michigan the expression, 'I've got you Buffaloed,' is said to have
+originated, and to-day Michigan players use it as a fighting word."</p>
+
+<p>Yost smiled triumphantly as he related the following:</p>
+
+<p>"The day we played the Michigan Agricultural College we, of course, were
+at our best. The M.&nbsp;A.&nbsp;C. was taken on as a preliminary <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_412" id="Page_412">[Pg 412]</a></span>game, which was
+to be two twenty-minute halves.</p>
+
+<p>"At the beginning of the second half the score was 118 to 0, in favor of
+Michigan.</p>
+
+<p>"At this time, a big husky tackle, after a very severe scrimmage had
+taken place, stood up, took off his head gear, threw it across the field
+and started for the side line, passing near where I was standing, when I
+yelled at him:</p>
+
+<p>"'The game is not over yet. Go back.'</p>
+
+<p>"'Oh,' he said, 'we came down here to get some experience. I've had all
+I want. Let the other fellows stay, if they want to; me for the dressing
+room.'</p>
+
+<p>"And when this fellow quit, all the other M.&nbsp;A.&nbsp;C. players stopped, and
+the game ended right there. There were but four minutes left to play."</p>
+
+<p>Somebody circulated a rumor that Yost had made the statement that
+Michigan would beat Iowa one year 80 to 0. Of course, this rumor came
+out in the papers on the day of the game, but Yost says:</p>
+
+<p>"I never really said any such thing. However, we did beat them 107 to 0,
+whereupon some fellow from Iowa sent me a telegram, after the game,
+which read: 'Ain't it awful. Box their remains and send them home.'"</p>
+
+<p>In Tom Shevlin's year at Yale, 1902, Mike Sweeney, his old trainer and
+coach at Hill School, was in New Haven watching practice for about four
+days before the first game. Practice that <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_413" id="Page_413">[Pg 413]</a></span>day was a sort of survival of
+the fittest, for they were weeding out the backs, who were doing the
+catching. About five backs were knocked out. A couple had been carried
+off, with twisted knees, and still the coaches were trying for more
+speed and diving tackles.</p>
+
+<p>Tom had just obliterated a 150-pound halfback, who had lost the ball,
+the use of his legs and his Varsity aspirations altogether. Stopped by
+Sweeney, on his way back up the field, Tom remarked:</p>
+
+<p>"Mike, this isn't football. It's war."</p>
+
+<p>A Brown man tells the following interesting story:</p>
+
+<p>"In a game that we were playing with some small college back in 1906 out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had been continually hammering one tackle for
+big gains. The ball was in the middle of the field and time had been
+taken out for some reason or other. Huggins and Robby were standing on
+the side lines, and just as play was about to be resumed, Robby noticed
+that the end on the opposing team was playing out about fifteen feet
+from his tackle, and was standing near us, when Robby said to him:</p>
+
+<p>"'What's the idea? Why don't you get in there where you belong?'</p>
+
+<p>"The end's reply was:</p>
+
+<p>"'I'm wise. Do you think I'm a fool? I don't want to be killed.'"</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_414" id="Page_414">[Pg 414]</a></span></p><p>During a scrub game, the year that Brown had the team that trimmed Yale
+21 to 0, Huggins says:</p>
+
+<p>"Goldberg, a big guard who, at that time, was playing on the second
+eleven, kept holding Brent Smith's foot. Brent was a tackle; one of the
+best, by the way, that we ever had here at Brown. Smith complained to
+the coaches, who told him not to bother, but to get back into the game
+and play football. This he did, but before he settled down to business,
+he said to Goldberg:</p>
+
+<p>"'If you hold my foot again, I'll kick you in the face.'</p>
+
+<p>"About two plays had been run off, when Smith once more shouted:</p>
+
+<p>"'He's holding me.' Robby went in back of him and said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Why didn't you kick him?'</p>
+
+<p>"'Kick him!' replied Brent. 'He held <i>both</i> my feet!'"</p>
+
+<p>Hardwick recalls another incident that has its share of humor, which
+occurred in the Yale bowl on the day of its christening.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale was far behind&mdash;some thirty points&mdash;playing rather raggedly. They
+had possession of the ball on Harvard's 1-yard line and were attempting
+a strong rushing attack in anticipation of a touchdown. They were
+meeting with little or no success in penetrating Pennock and Trumbull,
+backed by Bradlee. And on the third down they were one yard farther away
+from the goal <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_415" id="Page_415">[Pg 415]</a></span>than at the start. They attempted another plunge on
+tackle, and were using that uncertain form of offense, the direct pass.
+The center was a trifle mixed and passed to the wrong man, with the
+result that Yale recovered the ball on Harvard's 25-yard line. Wilson,
+then a quarter for Yale, turned to his center and asked him sharply:</p>
+
+<p>"'Why don't you keep track of the signals?'</p>
+
+<p>"In a flash, the center rush turned and replied:</p>
+
+<p>"'How do you expect me to keep track of signals, when I can hardly keep
+track of the touchdowns.'"</p>
+
+<p>Brown University was playing the Carlisle Indians some ten years ago at
+the Polo Grounds at New York City. Bemus Pierce, the Indian captain,
+called time just as a play was about to be run off, and the Brown team
+continued in line, while Hawley Pierce, his brother, a tackle on the
+Indian team, complained, in an audible voice, that some one on the Brown
+team had been slugging him. Bemus walked over to the Brown line with his
+brother, saying to him:</p>
+
+<p>"Pick out the man who did it."</p>
+
+<p>Hawley Pierce looked the Brunonians over, but could not decide which
+player had been guilty of the rough work. By this time, the two minutes
+were up, and the officials ordered play resumed. Bemus shouted to
+Hawley:</p>
+
+<p>"Now keep your eyes open and find out who it was. Show him to me, and
+after the game I'll take care of him properly."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_416" id="Page_416">[Pg 416]</a></span></p><p>It is interesting to note that Bemus only weighed 230 pounds and his
+little brother tipped the scale at 210 pounds.</p>
+
+<p>In 1900 Brown played the University of Chicago, at Chicago. During the
+second half, Bates, the Brown captain, was injured and was taken from
+the game, and Sheehan, a big tackle, was made temporary captain. At that
+time the score was 6 to 6. Sheehan called the team together and
+addressed them in this manner:</p>
+
+<p>"Look here, boys, we've got thirteen minutes to play. Get in and play
+like hell. Every one of you make a touchdown. We can beat 'em with
+ease."</p>
+
+<p>For many years the last statement was one of Brown's battle-cries.
+Brown, by the way, won that game by a score of 12 to 6.</p>
+
+<p>A former Brown man says that in a Harvard game some few years ago, Brown
+had been steadily plowing through the Crimson's left guard. Goldberg, of
+the Brown team, had been opening up big holes and Jake High, Brown's
+fullback, had been going through for eight and ten yards at a time.
+Goldberg, who was a big, stout fellow, not only was taking care of the
+Harvard guard, but was going through and making an endeavor to clean up
+the secondary defense. High, occasionally, when he had the ball, instead
+of looking where he was going, would run blindly into Goldberg and the
+play would stop <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_417" id="Page_417">[Pg 417]</a></span>dead. Finally, after one of these experiences, Jake
+cried out:</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo52" id="illo52"><img src="images/illo52.jpg" width="600" height="314" alt="Ainsworth, Yale's terror in an uphill game" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">AINSWORTH, YALE'S TERROR IN AN UPHILL GAME</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"Goldberg, if you would only keep out of my way, I would make the
+All-American."</p>
+
+<p>In the same game, High, on a line plunge, got through, dodged the
+secondary defense and was finally brought down by Harvard's backfield
+man, O'Flaherty. Jake always ran with his mouth wide open, and
+O'Flaherty, who made a high tackle, was unfortunate enough to stick his
+finger in High's mouth. He let out a yell as Jake came down on it:</p>
+
+<p>"What are you biting my finger for?" High as quickly responded:</p>
+
+<p>"What are you sticking it in my mouth for?"</p>
+
+<p>Huggins of Brown says: "The year that we beat Pennsylvania so badly out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had the ball on Penn's 2-yard line. Time was
+called for some reason, and we noticed that the backfield men were
+clustered about Crowther, our quarterback. We afterwards learned that
+all four of the backfield wanted to carry the ball over. Crowther
+reached down and plucked three blades of grass and the halfbacks and the
+fullback each drew one with the understanding that the one drawing the
+shortest blade could carry the ball. Much to their astonishment, they
+found that all the pieces of grass were of the same length. Crowther,
+who made the All-American that year, shouted:</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_418" id="Page_418">[Pg 418]</a></span></p><p>"You all lose. I'll take it myself," and over the line he went with the
+ball tucked away under his arm.</p>
+
+<p>"Johnny Poe was behind the door when fear went by," says Garry Cochran.
+"Every one knows of his wonderful courage. I remember that in the
+Harvard '96 game, at Cambridge, near the end of the first half, two of
+our best men (Ad Kelly and Sport Armstrong) were seriously hurt, which
+disorganized the team. The men were desperate and near the breaking
+point. Johnny, with his true Princeton spirit, sent this message to each
+man on the team:</p>
+
+<p>"'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat.'"</p>
+
+<p>"This message brought about a miracle. It put iron in each man's soul,
+and never from that moment did Harvard gain a yard, and for four
+succeeding years&mdash;'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat,' was
+Princeton's battle-cry.</p>
+
+<p>"The good that Johnny did for Princeton teams was never heralded abroad.
+His work was noiseless, but always to the point.</p>
+
+<p>"I remember the Indian game in '96. The score in the first half was 6 to
+0, in favor of the Indians. I believe they had beaten Harvard and Penn,
+and tied Yale. There wasn't a word said in the club house when the team
+came off the field, but each man was digging in his locker for a special
+pair of shoes, which we had prepared for Yale. Naturally I was very
+bitter and refused to speak to any one. Then I heard the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_419" id="Page_419">[Pg 419]</a></span>quiet,
+confident voice talking to Johnny Baird, who had his locker next to
+mine. I can't remember all he said, but this is the gist of his
+conversation:</p>
+
+<p>"'Johnny, you're backing up the center. Why can't you make that line
+into a fighting unit? Tell 'em their grandfathers licked a hundred
+better Indians than these fellows are, and it's up to them to show they
+haven't back-bred.'</p>
+
+<p>"Johnny Baird carried out these orders, and the score, 22 to 6, favoring
+Princeton, showed the result.</p>
+
+<p>"Once more Johnny Poe's brains lifted Princeton out of a hole. I could
+mention many cases where Johnny has helped Princetonians, but they are
+personal and could not be published.</p>
+
+<p>"I can only say, that when I lost Johnny Poe, I lost one who can never
+be replaced, and I feel like a traitor because I was not beside him when
+he fell."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p>Rinehart tells how he tried to get even with Sam Boyle.</p>
+
+<p>"I went into professional football, after leaving Lafayette," says
+Rinehart. "I joined the Greensburg Athletic Club team at Greensburg,
+Pennsylvania, solely for the purpose of getting back at Sam Boyle,
+formerly of the University of Penn. He was playing on the Pittsburgh
+Athletic Club."</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_420" id="Page_420">[Pg 420]</a></span></p><p>When I asked Rinehart why he wanted to get square with Sam Boyle, he
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"For the reason that Sam, during the Penn-Lafayette contest in '97, had
+acted in a very unsportsmanlike manner and kept telling his associates
+to kill the Lafayette men and not to forget what Lafayette did to them
+last year, and a lot more, but possibly it was fortunate for Sam that he
+did not play in our Greensburg-Pittsburgh Athletic Club game. I was
+ready to square myself for Lafayette."</p>
+
+<p>A lot of good football stories have been going the rounds, some old,
+some new, but none of them better than the one Barkie Donald, afterward
+a member of the Harvard Advisory Football Committee, tells on himself,
+in a game that Harvard played against the Carlisle Indians in 1896.</p>
+
+<p>It was the first time Harvard and Carlisle had met&mdash;Harvard winning&mdash;4
+to 0&mdash;and Donald played tackle against Bemus Pierce.</p>
+
+<p>Donald, none too gentle a player, for he had to fight every day against
+Bert Waters, then a coach, knew how to use his arms against the Indian,
+and also when charging, how to do a little execution with his elbows and
+the open hand, just as the play was coming off. He was playing
+legitimately under the old game. He roughed it with the big Indian and
+caught him hard several times, but finally Bemus Pierce had something to
+say.</p>
+
+<p>"Mr. Donald," he said, quietly, "you have been <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_421" id="Page_421">[Pg 421]</a></span>hitting me and if you do
+it again, I shall hit you." But Donald did not heed the warning, and in
+the next play he bowled at Bemus harder than ever for extra measure.
+Still the big Indian did not retaliate.</p>
+
+<p>"But I thought I was hit by a sledge hammer in the next scrimmage," said
+Donald after the game. "I remember charging, but that was all. I was
+down and out, but when I came to I somehow wabbled to my feet and went
+back against the Indian. I was so dazed I could just see the big fellow
+moving about and as we sparred off for the next play he said in a matter
+of fact tone:</p>
+
+<p>"'Mr. Donald, you hit me, one, two, three times, I hit you only
+one&mdash;we're square.'</p>
+
+<p>"And you bet we were square," Donald always adds as he tells the story.</p>
+
+<p>Tacks Hardwick, in common with most football players, thinks the world
+of Eddie Mahan.</p>
+
+<p>"I have played football and baseball with Eddie," he says, "and am
+naturally an ardent admirer of his ability, his keen wit and his
+thorough sportsmanship. One of Eddie's greatest assets is his
+temperament. He seldom gets nervous. I have seen him with the bases
+full, and with three balls on the batter, turn about in the box with a
+smile on his face, wave the outfield back, and then groove the ball
+waist high. Nothing worried him. His ability to avoid tacklers in the
+broken field had always puzzled me. I had studied the usual methods
+quite carefully.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_422" id="Page_422">[Pg 422]</a></span> Change of pace, reversing the field, spinning when
+tackled, etc.,&mdash;most of the tricks I had given thought to, but
+apparently Eddie relied little on these. He used them all instinctively,
+but favored none.</p>
+
+<p>"Charlie Brickley had a favorite trick of allowing his arm to be tackled
+flat against his leg, then, at the very moment his opponent thought he
+had him, Charlie would wrench up his arm and break the grip.</p>
+
+<p>"Percy Wendell used to bowl over the tackler by running very low. I
+relied almost exclusively on a straight arm, and 'riding a man.' This
+means that when a tackler comes with such force that a straight arm is
+not sufficient to hold him off, and you know he will break through, you
+put your hand on the top of his head, throw your hips sharply away, and
+vault as you would over a fence rail, using his head as a support. If he
+is coming hard, his head has sufficient power to give you quite a boost,
+and you can 'ride him' a considerable distance&mdash;often four or five
+yards. When his momentum dies, drop off and leave him. Well, Eddie
+didn't use any of these. Finally I asked him how he figured on getting
+by the tackler, and what the trick was he used so effectively.</p>
+
+<p>"'It's a cinch,' Eddie replied. 'All I do is poke my foot out at him,
+give it to him; he goes to grab it, and I take it away!'</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo53" id="illo53"><img src="images/illo53.jpg" width="600" height="429" alt="Two to one he gets away" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">TWO TO ONE HE GETS AWAY</span><br />
+<span class="center">Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson and Avery.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_423" id="Page_423">[Pg 423]</a></span>"Leo Leary had been giving the ends a talk on being 'cagey.' 'Cagey'
+play is foxy&mdash;such as never getting in the same position on every play,
+moving about, doing the unexpected. If you wish to put your tackle out,
+play outside him, and draw him out, and then at the last moment hop in
+close to your own tackle, and then charge your opponent. The reverse is
+true as well. The unexpected and unusual make up 'cagey' play. Much
+emphasis had been laid on this, and we were all thoroughly impressed,
+especially Weatherhead, that year a substitute.</p>
+
+<p>"Weatherhead's appearance and actions on the field were well adapted to
+cagey play. Opponents could learn nothing by analyzing his expression.
+It seldom varied. His walk had a sort of tip-toe roll to it, much
+similar to the conventional stage villain, inspecting a room before
+robbing a safe. In the course of the afternoon game, Weatherhead put his
+coaching in practice.</p>
+
+<p>"We had a habit&mdash;practically every team has&mdash;of shouting 'Signal'
+whenever a player did not understand the orders of the quarterback. Mal
+Logan had just snapped out his signals, when Al Weatherhead left his
+position. Casting furtive glances at the opponents, and tip-toeing along
+like an Indian scout at his best, the very personification of
+'caginess,' Weatherhead approached Logan. Logan, thinking Al had
+discovered some important weak spot in the defense, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_424" id="Page_424">[Pg 424]</a></span>leaned forward
+attentively. Weatherhead rolled up, and carefully shielding his mouth
+with his hand, asked in a stage whisper 'Signal.'</p>
+
+<p>"A piece of thoughtfulness that expressed the spirit of the man who did
+it, and also the whole team, took place at the Algonquin Hotel at New
+London, on the eve of the Harvard-Yale game in 1914. The Algonquin is
+fundamentally a summer hotel, although it is open all the year. The
+Harvard team had their headquarters there, and naturally the place was
+packed with the squad and the numerous followers. Eddie Mahan and I
+roomed together, and in the room adjoining were Watson and Swigert, two
+substitute quarterbacks. Folding doors separated the rooms, and these
+had been flung open. In the night, it turned cold, and the summer
+bedding was insufficient. Swigert couldn't sleep, he was so chilled, so
+he got up, and went in search of blankets. He examined all the closets
+on that floor, without success; then he explored the floors above and
+below, and finally went down to the night clerk, and demanded some
+blankets of him. After considerable delay, he obtained two thin
+blankets, and thoroughly chilled from his walk in his bare feet,
+returned to the room. Passing our door, he spied Eddie curled up and
+shivering, about half asleep. I was asleep, but a cold, uncomfortable
+sleep that is no real rest. He walked in, and placing one blanket over
+Eddie <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_425" id="Page_425">[Pg 425]</a></span>and one over me, went back to his own bed colder than ever.</p>
+
+<p>"I am a firm believer in rough, rugged, aggressive, bruising football,"
+says Hardwick. "The rougher, the better, if, and only if, it is
+legitimate and clean football. I am glad to say that clean football has
+been prevalent in my experience. Only on the rarest occasions have I
+felt any unclean actions have been intentional and premeditated. We have
+made it a point to play fierce, hard and clean football, and have nearly
+always received the same treatment.</p>
+
+<p>"In my freshman year, however, I felt that I had been wronged, and
+foolishly I took it to heart. Since that time I have changed my mind as
+I have had an opportunity to know the player personally and my own
+observation and the general high reputation he has for sportsmanship
+have thoroughly convinced me of my mistake. The particular play in
+question was in the Yale 1915 game. We started a wide end run, and I was
+attempting to take out the end. I dived at his knees but aimed too far
+in front, falling at his feet. He leaped in the air to avoid me, and
+came down on the small of my back, gouging me quite severely with his
+heel cleats. I felt that it was unnecessary and foolishly resented it."</p>
+
+<p>One of the most famous games in football was the Harvard-Yale encounter
+at Springfield in '94. Bob Emmons was captain of the Harvard <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_426" id="Page_426">[Pg 426]</a></span>team and
+Frank Hinkey captain of Yale. This game was so severely fought that it
+was decided best to discontinue football relations between these two
+universities and no game took place until three years later.</p>
+
+<p>Jim Rodgers, who was a substitute at Yale that year, relates some
+interesting incidents of that game:</p>
+
+<p>"In those old strenuous days, they put so much fear of God in you, it
+scared you so you couldn't play. When we went up to Springfield, we were
+all over-trained. Instead of putting us up at a regular hotel, they put
+us up at the Christian Workers, that Stagg was interested in. The
+bedrooms looked like cells, with a little iron bed and one lamp in each
+room," says Jim. "You know after one is defeated he recalls these facts
+as terrible experiences. None of us slept at all well that night, and my
+knees were so stiff I could hardly walk. Yale relied much on Fred
+Murphy. Harvard had coached Hallowell to get Murphy excited. Murphy was
+quick tempered. If you got his goat, he was pretty liable to use his
+hands, and Harvard was anxious to have him put out of the game.
+Hallowell went to his task with earnestness. He got Murphy to the point
+of rage, but Murphy had been up against Bill Odlin, who used to coach at
+Andover, and Bill used to give you hell if you slugged when the umpire
+was looking. But when his back was turned you could do anything.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_427" id="Page_427">[Pg 427]</a></span></p><p>"Murphy stood about all he could and when he saw the officials were in
+a conference he gave Hallowell a back-hander, and dropped him like a
+brick. His nose was flattened right over his cheek-bone. Fortunately
+that happened on the Yale side of the field. If it had happened on the
+Harvard side, there would have been a riot. There was some noise when
+that blow was delivered; the whole crowd in the stand stood aghast and
+held its breath. So Harvard laid for Murphy and in about two plays they
+got him. How they got him we never knew, but suddenly it was apparent
+that Murphy was gone. The trainer finally helped Murphy up and the
+captain of the team told him in which direction his goal was. He would
+break through just as fine and fast as before, but the moment his head
+got down to a certain angle, he would go down in a heap. He was game to
+the core, however, and he kept on going.</p>
+
+<p>"It was in this game that Wrightington, the halfback, was injured,
+though this never came out in the newspapers. Wrightington caught a punt
+and started back up the field. In those days you could wriggle and
+squirm all you wanted to and you could pile on a thousand strong, if you
+liked. Frank Hinkey was at the other end of the field playing wide, and
+ready if Wrightington should take a dodge. Murphy caught Wrightington
+and he started to wriggle. It was at this time that Louis Hinkey came
+charg<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_428" id="Page_428">[Pg 428]</a></span>ing down the field on a dead run. In trying to prevent
+Wrightington from advancing any further with the ball, Louis Hinkey's
+knee hit Wrightington and came down with a crash on his collar-bone and
+neck. Wrightington gave one moan, rolled over and fainted dead away.
+Frank Hinkey was not within fifteen yards of the play, and Louis did it
+with no evil intention. Frank thought that Wrightington had been killed
+and he came over and took Louis Hinkey by the hand, appreciating the
+severe criticism which was bound to be heaped upon his brother Louis.
+There was a furor. It was on everybody's tongue that Frank Hinkey had
+purposely broken Wrightington's collar-bone. Frank knew who did it, but
+the 'Silent Hinkey' never revealed the real truth. He protected his
+brother.</p>
+
+<p>"Yale took issue on the point, and as a result the athletic relationship
+was suspended.</p>
+
+<p>"It was in this game that Bronc Armstrong established the world's brief
+record for staying in the game. He was on the field for twenty
+seconds&mdash;then was ruled out. I think Frank Hinkey is the greatest end
+that was ever on a field. To my mind he never did a dirty thing, but he
+tackled hard. When Frank Hinkey tackled a man, he left him there. In
+later years when I was coaching, an old Harvard player who was visiting
+me, came out to Yale Field. He had never seen Hinkey play football, but
+he had read much about him. I pointed out several of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_429" id="Page_429">[Pg 429]</a></span>the men to him,
+such as Heffelfinger, and others of about his type, all of whom measured
+up to his ideas, and finally said:</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<a name="illo54" id="illo54"><img src="images/illo54.jpg" width="500" height="460" alt="Snapping the ball with Lewis" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">SNAPPING THE BALL WITH LEWIS</span>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;">
+<a name="illo54a" id="illo54a"><img src="images/illo54a.jpg" width="500" height="296" alt="Two inseparables." title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">TWO INSEPARABLES.</span><br />
+<span class="center">Frank Hinkey and the Ball.</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p>"'Where is that fellow Hinkey?' And when I pointed Hinkey out to him, he
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"'Great guns, Harvard complaining about that little shrimp, I'm ashamed
+of Harvard.'</p>
+
+<p>"Hinkey was a wonderful leader. Every man that ever played under him
+worshipped him. He had his team so buffaloed that they obeyed every
+order, down to the most minute detail.</p>
+
+<p>"When Hinkey entered Yale, there were two corking end rushes in college,
+Crosby and Josh Hartwell. After about two weeks of practice, there was
+no longer a question as to whether Hinkey was going to make the team. It
+was a question of which one of the old players was going to lose his
+job. They called him 'consumptive Hinkey.'"</p>
+
+<p>Every football player, great though he himself was in his prime, has his
+gridiron idol. The man, usually some years his elder, whose exploits as
+a boy he has followed. Joe Beacham's paragon was and is Frank Hinkey and
+the depth of esteem in which the former Cornell star held Hinkey is well
+exemplified in the following incident, which occurred on the Black
+Diamond Express, Eastbound, as it was passing through Tonawanda, New
+York. Beacham had been dozing, but awoke in time to catch a glimpse of
+the signboard as the train flashed by. Leaning <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_430" id="Page_430">[Pg 430]</a></span>slightly forward he
+tapped a drummer upon the shoulder. The salesman turned around. "Take
+off your hat," came the command. "Why?" the salesman began. "Take off
+your hat," repeated Beacham. The man did so. "Thank you; now put it on,"
+came the command. The drummer summing up courage, faced Beacham and
+said, "Now will you kindly tell me why you asked me to do this?" Joe
+smiled with the satisfied feeling of an act well performed and said: "I
+told you to lift your hat because we are passing through the town where
+Frank Hinkey was born."</p>
+
+<p>Later, in the smoking room, Joe heard the drummer discussing the
+incident with a crowd of fellow salesmen, and he said, concluding, "What
+I'd like to know is who in hell is Frank Hinkey?"</p>
+
+<p>And late that evening when the train arrived in New York Joe Beacham and
+the traveling man had become the best of friends. In parting, Joe said:
+"If there's anything I haven't told you, I'll write you about it."</p>
+
+<p>Sandy Hunt, a famous Cornell guard and captain, says:</p>
+
+<p>"Here is one on Bill Hollenback, the last year he played for
+Pennsylvania against Cornell. Bill went into the game, thoroughly fit,
+but Mike Murphy, then training the team, was worried lest he be injured.
+In an early scrimmage Bill's ear was nearly ripped off. Blood flowed and
+Mike left the side lines to aid. Mike was waved <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_431" id="Page_431">[Pg 431]</a></span>away by Bill. 'It's
+nothing but a scratch, Mike, let me get back in the game.' Play was
+resumed. Following a scrimmage, Mike saw Bill rolling on the ground in
+agony. 'His ankle is gone,' quoth Mike, as he ran out to the field.
+Leaning over Bill, Mike said: 'Is it your ankle, or knee, Bill?' Bill,
+writhing in agony, gasped:</p>
+
+<p>"'No; somebody stepped on my corn.'"</p>
+
+<p>Hardwick has this to tell of the days when he coached Annapolis:</p>
+
+<p>"One afternoon at Annapolis, the Varsity were playing a practice game
+and were not playing to form, or better, possibly, they were not playing
+as the coaches had reason to hope. There was an indifference in their
+play and a lack of snap and drive in their work that roused Head Coach
+Ingram's fighting blood. Incidentally, Ingram is a fighter from his feet
+up, every inch, as broad-minded as he is broad-shouldered, and a keen
+student of football. The constant letting up of play, and the lack of
+fight, annoyed him more and more. At last, a Varsity player sat down and
+called for water. Immediately, the cry was taken up by his team mates.
+This was more than Ingram could stand. Out he dashed from the side
+lines, right into the group of players, shaking his fist and shrieking:</p>
+
+<p>"'Water! Water! What you need is fire, not water!'"</p>
+
+<p>Fred Crolius tells a good story about Foster Sanford when he was
+coaching at West Point.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_432" id="Page_432">[Pg 432]</a></span> One of the most interesting institutions to
+coach is West Point. Even in football field practice the same military
+spirit is in control, most of the coaches being officers. Only when a
+unique character like Sandy appears is the monotony shattered. Sandy is
+often humorous in his most serious moments. One afternoon not many weeks
+before the Navy game Sandy, as Crolius tells it, was paying particular
+attention to Moss, a guard whom Sanford tried to teach to play low. Moss
+was very tall and had never appreciated the necessity of bending his
+knees and straightening his back. Sanford disgusted with Moss as he saw
+him standing nearly erect in a scrimmage, and Sandy's voice would ring
+out, "Stop the play, Lieutenant Smith. Give Mr. Moss a side line badge.
+Moss, if you want to watch this game, put on a badge, then everybody
+will know you've got a right to watch it." In the silence of the parade
+ground those few words sounded like a trumpet for a cavalry charge, but
+Sandy accomplished his purpose and made a guard of Moss.</p>
+
+<p>The day Princeton played Yale at New Haven in 1899, I had a brother on
+each side of the field; one was Princeton Class, 1895, and the other was
+an undergraduate at Yale, Class of 1901.</p>
+
+<p>My brother, Dick, told me that his friends at Yale would joke him as to
+whether he would root for Yale or Princeton on November 25th of that
+year. I did not worry, for I had an idea. A <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_433" id="Page_433">[Pg 433]</a></span>friend of his told me the
+following story a week after the game:</p>
+
+<p>"You had been injured in a mass play and were left alone, for the
+moment, laid out upon the ground. No one seemed to see you as the play
+continued. But Dick was watching your every move, and when he saw you
+were injured he voluntarily arose from his seat and rushed down the
+aisle to a place opposite to where you were and was about to go out on
+the field, when the Princeton trainer rushed out upon the field and
+stood you on your feet, and as Dick came back, he took his seat in the
+Yale grandstand. Yale men knew then where his interest in the game lay."</p>
+
+<p>After Arthur Poe had kicked his goal from the field, Princeton men lost
+themselves completely and rushed out upon the field. In the midst of the
+excitement, I remember my brother, George, coming out and
+enthusiastically congratulating me.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_434" id="Page_434">[Pg 434]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XXII" id="CHAPTER_XXII"></a>CHAPTER XXII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">LEST WE FORGET</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Marshall Newell</span></p>
+
+<p>There is no hero of the past whose name has been handed down in
+Harvard's football traditions as that of Marshall Newell. He left many
+lasting impressions upon the men who came in contact with him. The men
+that played under his coaching idolized him, and this extended even
+beyond the confines of Harvard University. This is borne out in the
+following tribute which is paid Newell by Herbert Reed, that was on the
+Cornell scrub when Newell was their coach.</p>
+
+<p>"It is poignantly difficult, even to-day, years after what was to so
+many of us a very real tragedy," says Reed, "to accept the fact that
+Marshall Newell is dead. The ache is still as keen as on that Christmas
+morning when the brief news dispatches told us that he had been killed
+in a snowstorm on a railroad track at Springfield. It requires no great
+summoning of the imagination to picture this fine figure of a man, in
+heart and body so like his beloved Berkshire oaks, bending forward, head
+down, and driving into the storm in the path of the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_435" id="Page_435">[Pg 435]</a></span>everyday duty
+that led to his death. It was, as the world goes, a short life, but a
+fruitful one&mdash;a life given over simply and without questioning to
+whatever work or whatever play was at hand.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<a name="illo55" id="illo55"><img src="images/illo55.jpg" width="400" height="560" alt="Marshall Newell" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">MARSHALL NEWELL</span>
+</div>
+
+<p>"To the vast crowds of lovers of football who journeyed to Springfield
+to see this superman of sport in action in defense of his Alma Mater he
+will always remain as the personification of sportsmanship combined with
+the hard, clean, honest effort that marks your true football player. To
+a great many others who enjoyed the privilege of adventuring afield with
+him, the memory will be that of a man strong enough to be gentle, of
+magnetic personality, and yet withal, with a certain reserve that is
+found only in men whose character is growing steadily under the urge of
+quiet introspection. Yet, for a man so self-contained, he had much to
+give to those about him, whether these were men already enjoying place
+and power or merely boys just on the horizon of a real man's life. It
+was not so much the mere joy and exuberance of living, as the wonder and
+appreciation of living that were the springs of Marshall Newell's being.</p>
+
+<p>"It was this that made him the richest poor man it was ever my fortune
+to know.</p>
+
+<p>"The world about him was to Newell rich in expression of things
+beautiful, things mysterious, things that struck in great measure awe
+and reverence into his soul. A man with so much light within could not
+fail to shine upon others. He <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_436" id="Page_436">[Pg 436]</a></span>had no heart for the city or the life of
+the city, and for him, too, the quest of money had no attraction. Even
+before he went to school at Phillips Exeter, the character of this
+sturdy boy had begun to develop in the surroundings he loved throughout
+his life. Is it any wonder, then, that from the moment he arrived at
+school he became a favorite with his associates, indeed, at a very early
+stage, something of an idol to the other boys? He expressed an ideal in
+his very presence&mdash;an ideal that was instantly recognizable as true and
+just&mdash;an ideal unspoken, but an ideal lived. Just what that ideal was
+may perhaps be best understood if I quote a word or two from that little
+diary of his, never intended for other eyes but privileged now, a
+quotation that has its own little, delicate touch of humor in
+conjunction with the finer phrases:</p>
+
+<p>"'There is a fine selection from Carmen to whistle on a load of logs
+when driving over frozen ground; every jolt gives a delightful emphasis
+to the notes, and the musician is carried along by the dictatorial
+leader as it were. What a strength there is in the air! It may be rough
+at times, but it is true and does not lie. What would the world be if
+all were open and frank as the day or the sunshine?'</p>
+
+<p>"I want to record certain impressions made upon a certain freshman at
+Cornell, whither Newell went to coach the football team after his
+graduation from Harvard. Those impressions <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_437" id="Page_437">[Pg 437]</a></span>are as fresh to-day as they
+were in that scarlet and gold autumn years ago.</p>
+
+<p>"Here was a man built like the bole of a tree, alight with fire,
+determination, love of sport, and hunger for the task in hand. He was no
+easy taskmaster, but always a just one. Many a young man of that period
+will remember, as I do, the grinding day's work when everything seemed
+to go wrong, when mere discouragement was gradually giving way to actual
+despair, when, somewhat clogged with mud and dust and blood, he felt a
+sudden slap on the back, and heard a cheery voice saying, 'Good work
+to-day. Keep it up.' Playing hard football himself, Newell demanded hard
+football of his pupils. I wish, indeed, that some of the players of
+to-day who groan over a few minutes' session with the soft tackling
+dummy of these times could see that hard, sole leather tackling dummy
+swung from a joist that went clear through it and armed with a shield
+that hit one over the head when he did not get properly down to his
+work, that Newell used.</p>
+
+<p>"It was grinding work this, but through it one learned.</p>
+
+<p>"That ancient and battered dummy is stowed away, a forgotten relic of
+the old days, in the gymnasium at Cornell. There are not a few of us
+who, when returning to Ithaca, hunt it up to do it reverence.</p>
+
+<p>"Let him for a moment transfer his allegiance <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_438" id="Page_438">[Pg 438]</a></span>to the scrub eleven, and
+in that moment the Varsity team knew that it was in a real football
+game. They were hard days indeed on Percy Field, but good days. I have
+seen Newell play single-handed against one side of the Varsity line,
+tear up the interference like a whirlwind, and bring down his man. Many
+of us have played in our small way on the scrub when for purposes of
+illustration Newell occupied some point in the Varsity line. We knew
+then what would be on top of us the instant the ball was snapped. Yet
+when the heap was at its thickest Newell would still be in the middle of
+it or at the bottom, as the case might be, still working, and still
+coaching. Both in his coaching at Harvard and at Cornell he developed
+men whose names will not be forgotten while the game endures, and some
+of these developments were in the nature of eleventh-hour triumphs for
+skill and forceful, yet none the less sympathetic, personality.</p>
+
+<p>"After all, despite his remarkable work as a gridiron player and tutor,
+I like best to think of him as Newell, the man; I like best to recall
+those long Sunday afternoons when he walked through the woodland paths
+in the two big gorges, or over the fields at Ithaca in company much of
+the time with&mdash;not the captain of the team, not the star halfback, not
+the great forward, but some young fellow fresh from school who was still
+down in the ruck of the squad. More than once he called at now one, now
+another fraternity <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_439" id="Page_439">[Pg 439]</a></span>house and hailed us: 'Where is that young freshman
+that is out for my team? I would like to have him take a little walk
+with me.' And these walks, incidentally, had little or nothing to do
+with football. They were great opportunities for the little freshman who
+wanted to get closer to the character of the man himself. No flower, no
+bit of moss, no striking patch of foliage escaped his notice, for he
+loved them all, and loved to talk about them. One felt, returning from
+one of these impromptu rambles, that he had been spending valuable time
+in that most wonderful church of all, the great outdoors, and spending
+it with no casual interpreter. Memories of those days in the sharp
+practice on the field grow dim, but these others I know will always
+endure.</p>
+
+<p>"This I know because no month passes, indeed it is almost safe to say,
+hardly a week, year in and year out, in which they are not insistently
+resurgent.</p>
+
+<p>"Marshall Newell was born in Clifton, N.&nbsp;J., on April 2, 1871. His early
+life was spent largely on his father's farm in Great Barrington, Mass.,
+that farm and countryside which seemed to mean so much to him in later
+years. He entered Phillips Exeter Academy in the fall of 1887, and was
+graduated in 1890. Almost at once he achieved, utterly without effort, a
+popularity rare in its quality. Because of his relation with his
+schoolmates and his unostentatious way of looking after the welfare of
+others, he soon <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_440" id="Page_440">[Pg 440]</a></span>came to be known as Ma Newell, and this affectionate
+sobriquet not only clung to him through all the years at Exeter and
+Harvard, but followed him after graduation whithersoever he went. While
+at school he took up athletics ardently as he always took up everything.
+Thus he came up to Harvard with an athletic reputation ready made.</p>
+
+<p>"It was not long before the class of '94 began to feel that subtler
+influence of character that distinguished all his days. He was a member
+of the victorious football eleven of 1890, and of the winning crew of
+1891, both in his freshman year. He also played on the freshman football
+team and on the university team of '91, '92, '93, and rowed on the
+Varsity crews of '92 and '93. In the meantime he was gaining not only
+the respect and friendship of his classmates, but those of the
+instructors as well. Socially, and despite the fact that he was little
+endowed with this world's goods, he enjoyed a remarkable popularity. He
+was a member of the Institute of 1770, Dickey, Hasty Pudding, and
+Signet. In addition, he was the unanimous choice of his class for Second
+Marshal on Class Day. Many other honors he might have had if he had
+cared to seek them. He accepted only those that were literally forced
+upon him.</p>
+
+<p>"In the course of his college career he returned each summer to his home
+in Great Barrington and quietly resumed his work on the farm.</p>
+
+<p>"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_441" id="Page_441">[Pg 441]</a></span>After graduation he was a remarkably successful football coach at
+Cornell University, and was also a vast help in preparing Harvard
+elevens. His annual appearance in the fall at Cambridge was always the
+means of putting fresh heart and confidence in the Crimson players.</p>
+
+<p>"He turned to railroading in the fall of 1896, acting as Assistant
+Superintendent of the Springfield Division of the Boston and Albany
+Railroad. Here, as at college, he made a profound personal impression on
+his associates. The end came on the evening of December 24th, in 1897.</p>
+
+<p>"In a memorial from his classmates and friends, the following
+significant paragraph appears: 'Marshall Newell belonged to the whole
+University. He cannot be claimed by any clique or class. Let us, his
+classmates, simply express our gratitude that we have had the privilege
+of knowing him and of observing his simple, grand life. We rejoice in
+memories of his comradeship; we deeply mourn our loss. To those whose
+affliction has been even greater than our own, we extend our sympathy.'
+This memorial was signed by Bertram Gordon Waters, Lincoln Davis, and
+George C. Lee, Jr., for the class, men who knew him well.</p>
+
+<p>"Harvard men, I feel sure, will forgive me if I like to believe that
+Newell belonged not merely to the whole Harvard University, but to every
+group of men that came under his influence, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_442" id="Page_442">[Pg 442]</a></span>whether the football squad
+at Cornell or the humble track walkers of the Boston and Albany.</p>
+
+<p>"Remains, I think, little more for me to say, and this can best be said
+in Newell's own words, selections from that diary of which I have
+already spoken, and which set the stamp on the character of the man for
+all time. This, for instance:</p>
+
+<p>"'It is amusing to notice the expression in the faces of the horses on
+the street as you walk along; how much they resemble people, not in
+feature, but in spirit. Some are cross and snap at the men who pass;
+others asleep; and some will almost thank you for speaking to them or
+patting their noses.' And this, in more serious vein: 'Happened to think
+how there was a resemblance in water and our spirits, or rather in their
+sources. Some people are like springs, always bubbling over with
+freshness and life; others are wells and have to be pumped; while some
+are only reservoirs whose spirits are pumped in and there stagnate
+unless drawn off immediately. Most people are like the wells, but the
+pump handle is not always visible or may be broken off. Many of the
+springs are known only to their shady nooks and velvet marshes, but,
+once found, the path is soon worn to them, which constantly widens and
+deepens. It may be used only by animals, but it is a blessing and
+comfort if only to the flowers and grasses that grow on its edge.'</p>
+
+<p>"Serious as the man was, there are glints and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_443" id="Page_443">[Pg 443]</a></span>gleams of quiet humor
+throughout this remarkable human document. One night in May he wrote,
+'Stars and moon are bright this evening; frogs are singing in the
+meadow, and the fire-flies are twinkling over the grass by the spring.
+Tree toads have been singing to-day. Set two hens to-night, nailed them
+in. If you want to see determination, look in a setting hen's eye.
+Robins have been carrying food to their nests in the pine trees, and the
+barn swallows fighting for feathers in the air; the big barn is filled
+with their conversation.'</p>
+
+<p>"In the city he missed, as he wrote, 'the light upon the hills.' Again,
+'The stars are the eyes of the sky. The sun sets like a god bowing his
+head. Pine needles catch the light that has streamed through them for a
+hundred years. The wind drives the clouds one day as if they were waves
+of crested brown.' Where indeed in the crowded city streets was he to
+listen 'to the language of the leaves,' and how indeed, 'Feel the colors
+of the West.'</p>
+
+<p>"Is it not possible that something more even than the example and
+influence of his character was lost to the world in his death? What
+possibilities were there not in store for a man who could feel and write
+like this: 'Grand thunderstorm this evening. Vibrations shook the house
+and the flashes of lightning were continuous for a short time. It is
+authority and majesty personified, and one instinctively bows in its
+pres<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_444" id="Page_444">[Pg 444]</a></span>ence, not with a feeling of dread, but of admiration and respect.'</p>
+
+<p>"It was in the thunder and shock and blaze of just such a storm that I
+stood not long ago among his own Berkshire Hills, hoping thus to prepare
+myself by pilgrimage for this halting but earnest tribute to a
+great-hearted gentleman, who, in his quiet way, meant so much to so many
+of his fellow humans."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Walter B. Street</span></p>
+
+<p>W.&nbsp;L. Sawtelle of Williams, who knew this great player in his playing
+days, writes as follows:</p>
+
+<p>"No Williams contemporary of Walter Bullard Street can forget two
+outstanding facts of his college career: his immaculate personal
+character and his undisputed title to first rank among the football men
+whom Williams has developed. He was idolized because of his athletic
+prowess; he was loved because he was every inch a man. His personality
+lifted his game from the level of an intercollegiate contest to the
+plane of a man's expression of loyalty to his college, and his supremacy
+on the football field gave a new dignity to the undergraduate's ideals
+of true manhood.</p>
+
+<p>"His name is indelibly written in the athletic annals of Williams, and
+his influence, apparently cut off by his early death, is still a vital
+force among those who cheered his memorable gains <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_445" id="Page_445">[Pg 445]</a></span>on the gridiron and
+who admired him for his virile character."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">W.&nbsp;D. Osgood</span></p>
+
+<p>Gone from among us is that great old-time hero, Win Osgood. In this
+chapter of thoroughbreds, let us read the tribute George Woodruff pays
+him:</p>
+
+<p>"When my thoughts turn to the scores of fine, manly football players I
+have known intimately, Win Osgood claims, if not first place, at least a
+unique place, among my memories. As a player he has never been surpassed
+in his specialty of making long and brilliant runs, not only around, but
+through the ranks of his opponents. After one of his seventy- or
+eighty-yard runs his path was always marked by a zig-zag line of
+opposing tacklers just collecting their wits and slowly starting to get
+up from the ground. None of them was ever hurt, but they seemed
+temporarily stunned as though, when they struck Osgood's mighty legs,
+they received an electric shock.</p>
+
+<p>"While at Cornell in 1892, Osgood made, by his own prowess, two to three
+touchdowns against each of the strong Yale, Harvard and Princeton
+elevens, and in the Harvard-Pennsylvania game at Philadelphia in 1894,
+he thrilled the spectators with his runs more than I have ever seen any
+man do in any other one game.</p>
+
+<p>"But I would belittle my own sense of Os<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_446" id="Page_446">[Pg 446]</a></span>good's real worth if I confined
+myself to expatiating on his brilliant physical achievements. His moral
+worth and gentle bravery were to me the chief points in him that arouse
+true admiration. When I, as coach of Penn's football team, discovered
+that Osgood had quietly matriculated at Pennsylvania, without letting
+anybody know of his intention, I naturally cultivated his friendship, in
+order to get from him his value as a player; but I found he was of even
+more value as a moral force among the players and students. In this way
+he helped me as much as by his play, because, to my mind, a football
+team is good or bad according to whether the bad elements or the good,
+both of which are in every set of men, predominate.</p>
+
+<p>"In the winter of 1896, Osgood nearly persuaded me to go with him on his
+expedition to help the Cubans, and I have often regretted not having
+been with him through that experience. He went as a Major of Artillery
+to be sure, but not for the title, nor the adventure only, but I am sure
+from love of freedom and overwhelming sympathy for the oppressed. He
+said to me:</p>
+
+<p>"'The Cubans may not be very lovely, but they are human, and their cause
+is lovely.'</p>
+
+<p>"When Osgood, with almost foolhardy bravery, sat his horse directing his
+dilapidated artillery fire in Cuba, and thus conspicuous, made himself
+even more marked by wearing a white sombrero, he was not playing the
+part of a fool; <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_447" id="Page_447">[Pg 447]</a></span>he was following his natural impulse to exert a moral
+force on his comrades who could understand little but liberty and
+bravery.</p>
+
+<p>"When the Angel of Death gave him the accolade of nobility by touching
+his brow in the form of a Mauser bullet, Win Osgood simply welcomed his
+friend by gently breathing 'Well,' a word typical of the man, and even
+in death, it is reported, continued to sit erect upon his horse."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Gordon Brown</span></p>
+
+<p>There are many young men who lost a true friend when Gordon Brown died.
+He was their ideal. After his college days were over, he became very
+much interested in settlement work on the East Side in New York. He
+devoted much of his time after business to this great work which still
+stands as a monument to him. He was as loyal to it as he was to football
+when he played at Yale. Gordon Brown's career at Yale was a remarkable
+one. He was captain of the greatest football team Yale ever had.
+Whenever the 1900 team is mentioned it is spoken of as Gordon Brown's
+team. The spirit of this great thoroughbred still lives at Yale, still
+lives at Groton School where he spent six years. He was captain there
+and leader in all the activities in the school. He was one of the
+highest type college men I have ever known. He typified all the best
+there was in Yale. He was strong mentally, as well as physically.</p>
+
+<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_448" id="Page_448">[Pg 448]</a></span></p><p>It was my pleasure to have played against him in two Yale-Princeton
+games, '98 and '99. I have never known a finer sportsman than he. He
+played the game hard, and he played it fair. He had nothing to say to
+his opponents in the game. He was there for business. Always urging his
+fellow players on to better work. Every one who knew this gallant leader
+had absolute confidence in him. All admired and loved him. There was no
+one at Yale who was more universally liked and acknowledged as a leader
+in all the relations of the University than was Gordon Brown. The
+influence of such a man cannot but live as a guide and inspiration for
+all that is best at Yale University.</p>
+
+<p>Gordon Brown's name will live in song and story. There were with him
+Yale men not less efficient in the football sense, as witnesses the
+following:</p>
+
+<p>A Yale Song verse from the <i>Yale Daily News</i>, November 16th, 1900:</p>
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">Jimmy Wear and Gordon Brown,<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Fincke and Stillman gaining ground;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Olcott in the center stands<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">With Perry Hale as a battering ram&mdash;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">No hope for Princeton;<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">James J. Hogan</span></p>
+
+<p>The boys who were at Exeter when that big raw-boned fellow, Jim Hogan,
+entered there will tell of the noble fight he made to get an educa<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_449" id="Page_449">[Pg 449]</a></span>tion.
+He worked with his hands early and late to make enough money to pay his
+way. His effort was a splendid one. He was never idle, and was an honor
+man for the greater part of his stay at school. He found time to go out
+for football, however, and turned out to be one of the greatest players
+that ever went to Exeter. Jim Hogan was one of the highest type of
+Exeter men, held up as an example of what an Exeter boy should be. His
+spirit still lives in the school. In speaking of Hogan recently,
+Professor Ford of Exeter, said:</p>
+
+<p>"Whenever Hogan played football his hands were always moving in the
+football line. It was almost like that in the classroom, always on the
+edge of his seat fighting for every bit of information that he could get
+and determined to master any particularly difficult subject. It was
+interesting and almost amusing at times to watch him. One could not help
+respecting such earnestness. He possessed great powers of leadership and
+there was never any question as to his sincerity and perfect
+earnestness. He was not selfish, but always trying to help his fellow
+students accomplish something. His influence among the boys was
+thoroughly good, and he held positions of honor and trust from the time
+of his admission."</p>
+
+<p>Jim was hungry for an education&mdash;eager to forge ahead. His whole college
+career was an earnest endeavor. He never knew what it was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_450" id="Page_450">[Pg 450]</a></span>to lose
+heart. "Letting go" had no part in his life.</p>
+
+<p>Jim was a physical marvel. His 206 pounds of bone and muscle counted for
+much in the Yale rush line. Members of the faculty considered him the
+highest type of Yale man, and it is said that President Hadley of Yale
+once referred to 1905 as "Hogan's Class."</p>
+
+<p>As a football player, Jim had few equals. He was captain of the Yale
+team in his senior year and was picked by the experts as an
+"All-American Tackle."</p>
+
+<p>Jim Hogan at his place in the Yale rush line was a sight worth seeing.
+With his jersey sleeves rolled up above his elbows and a smile on his
+face, he would break into the opposing line, smash up the interference
+and throw the backs for a loss.</p>
+
+<p>I can see him rushing the ball, scoring touchdowns, making holes in the
+line, doing everything that a great player could do, and urging on his
+team mates:</p>
+
+<p>"Harder, Yale; hard, harder, Yale."</p>
+
+<p>He was a hard, strong, cheerful player; that is, he was cheerful as long
+as the other men fought fair.</p>
+
+<p>Great was Jim Hogan. To work with him shoulder to shoulder was my
+privilege. To know him, was to love, honor and respect him.</p>
+
+<p>Jim spent his last hours in New Haven, and later in a humble home on the
+hillside in <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_451" id="Page_451">[Pg 451]</a></span>Torrington, Conn., surrounded by loving friends, and the
+individual pictures of that strong Gordon Brown team hanging on the wall
+above him, a loving coterie of friends said good-bye. Many a boy now out
+of college realizes that he owes a great deal to the brotherly spirit of
+Jim Hogan.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;">
+<a name="illo56" id="illo56"><img src="images/illo56.jpg" width="600" height="347" alt="McClung, Referee Shevlin Hogan" title="" /></a>
+<span class="caption">M<span class="smcap">c</span>CLUNG, REFEREE SHEVLIN HOGAN</span>
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold; margin-top: 1.5em;"><span class="smcap">Thomas J. Shevlin</span></p>
+
+<p>There is a college tradition which embodies the thought that a man can
+never do as much for the university as the university has done for him.</p>
+
+<p>But in that great athletic victory of 1915, when Yale defeated Princeton
+at New Haven, I believe Tom Shevlin came nearer upsetting that tradition
+than any one I know of. He contributed as much as any human being
+possibly could to the university that brought him forth.</p>
+
+<p>Tom Shevlin's undergraduate life at New Haven was not all strewn with
+roses, but he was glad always to go back when requested and put his
+shoulder to the wheel. The request came usually at a time when Yale's
+football was in the slough of despond. He was known as Yale's emergency
+coach.</p>
+
+<p>Tom Shevlin had nerve. He must have been full of it to tackle the great
+job which was put before him in the fall of 1915. Willingly did he
+respond and great was the reward.</p>
+
+<p>When I saw him in New York, on his way to New Haven, I told him what a
+great honor I thought it was for Yale to single him out from <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_452" id="Page_452">[Pg 452]</a></span>all her
+coaches at this critical time to come back and try to put the Yale team
+in shape. It did not seem either to enthuse or worry him very much. He
+said:</p>
+
+<p>"I just got a telegram from Mike Sweeney to wait and see him in New York
+before going to New Haven. I suppose he wants to advise me not to go and
+tackle the job, but I'm going just the same. Yale can't be much worse
+off for my going than she is to-day."</p>
+
+<p>The result of Shevlin's coaching is well known to all, and I shall
+always remember him after the game with that contented happy look upon
+his face as I congratulated him while he stood on a bench in front of
+the Yale stand, watching the Yale undergraduates carry their victorious
+team off the field. Walter Camp stood in the distance and Shevlin yelled
+to him:</p>
+
+<p>"Well, how about it, Walter?"</p>
+
+<p>This victory will go down in Yale's football history as an almost
+miraculous event. Here was a team beaten many times by small colleges,
+humiliated and frowned upon not only by Yale, but by the entire college
+world. They presented themselves in the Yale bowl ready to make their
+last stand.</p>
+
+<p>As for Princeton it seemed only a question as to how large her score
+would be. Men had gone to cheer for Princeton who for many years had
+looked forward to a decisive victory over Yale. The game was already
+bottled up before it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_453" id="Page_453">[Pg 453]</a></span>started; but when Yale's future football history
+is written, when captain and coaches talk to the team before the game
+next year, when mass meetings are called to arouse college spirit, at
+banquets where victorious teams are the heroes of the occasion, some one
+will stand forth and tell the story of the great fighting spirit that
+Captain Wilson and his gallant team exhibited in the Yale bowl that
+November day.</p>
+
+<p>Although Tom Shevlin, the man that made it possible, is now dead, his
+memory at Yale is sacred and will live long. Many will recall his
+wonderful playing, his power of leadership, his Yale captaincy, his
+devotion to Yale at a time when he was most needed. If, in the last game
+against Harvard, the team that fought so wonderfully well against
+Princeton could not do the impossible and defeat the great Haughton
+machine, it was not Shevlin's fault. It simply could not be done. It
+lessens in not the slightest degree the tribute that we pay to Tom
+Shevlin.</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Francis H. Burr</span></p>
+
+<p>Ham Fish was a great Harvard player in his day. When his playing days
+were over Walter Camp paid him the high tribute of placing him on the
+All Time, All-American team at tackle. Fish played at Harvard in 1907
+and 1908, and was captain of the team in 1909. I know of no Harvard man
+who is in a better position to pay a tribute to Francis Burr, whose
+spirit still lives <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_454" id="Page_454">[Pg 454]</a></span>at Cambridge, than Ham Fish. They were team mates,
+and when in 1908 Burr remained on the side lines on account of injuries,
+Ham Fish was the acting Harvard captain. Fish tells us the following
+regarding Burr:</p>
+
+<p>"Francis Burr was of gigantic frame, standing six feet three and agile
+as a young mountain lion. He weighed 200 pounds. The incoming class of
+1905 was signalized by having this man who came from Andover. He stood
+out above his fellows, not only in athletic prowess but in all around
+manly qualities, both mental and moral. Burr had no trouble in making a
+place on the Varsity team at Guard. He was a punter of exceeding worth.
+In the year of 1908 he was captain of the Harvard team and wrought the
+most inestimable service to Harvard athletics by securing Percy Haughton
+as Head Coach. Hooks Burr was primarily responsible for Haughton and the
+abundance of subsequent victories. Just when Burr's abilities as player
+and captain were most needed he dislocated his collar bone in practice.
+I shall never forget the night before the Yale game how Burr, who had
+partially recovered, and was very anxious to play, reluctantly and
+unselfishly yielded to the coaches who insisted that he should not incur
+the risk of a more serious break. Harvard won that day, the first time
+in seven years and a large share of the credit should go to the injured
+leader. We <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_455" id="Page_455">[Pg 455]</a></span>were all happy over the result but none of us were as happy
+as he.</p>
+
+<p>"Stricken with pneumonia while attending the Harvard Law School in 1910
+he died, leaving a legacy full of encouragement and inspiration to all
+Harvard men. He exemplified in his life the Golden Rule,&mdash;'Do unto
+others as you would have them do unto you.' Of him it can be truly said,
+his life was gentle as a whole, and the elements so mixed in him that
+'nature might stand up and say to all the world,&mdash;"He was a man."'"</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Neil Snow</span></p>
+
+<p>The University of Michigan never graduated a man who was more
+universally loved than Neil Snow. What he did and the way he did it has
+become a tradition at Michigan. He was idolized by every one who knew
+him. As a player and captain he set a wonderful example for his men to
+pattern after. He was a powerful player; possessing such determination
+and fortitude that he would go through a stone wall if he had to. He was
+their great all-around athlete; good in football, baseball and track. He
+had the unique record of winning his Michigan M twelve times during his
+college course at Ann Arbor.</p>
+
+<p>He played his last game of football at Pasadena, California. Neil was
+very fond of exercise. He believed in exercise, and when word was sent
+out that Neil Snow had gone, it was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_456" id="Page_456">[Pg 456]</a></span>found that he had just finished
+playing in a game of racquets in Detroit, and before the flush and zest
+were entirely gone, the last struggle and participation in athletic
+contests for Neil Snow were over.</p>
+
+<p>It was my experience to have been at Ann Arbor in 1900, when Biffy Lee
+coached the Michigan team. It was at this time that I met Neil Snow, who
+was captain of the team, and when I grew to know him, I soon realized
+how his great, quiet, modest, though wonderful personality, made
+everybody idolize him. Modesty was his most noticeable characteristic.
+He was always the last to talk of his own athletic achievements. He
+believed in action, more than in words. After his playing days were over
+he made a great name for himself as an official in the big games. The
+larger colleges in the East had come to realize with what great
+efficiency Neil Snow acted as an official and his services were eagerly
+sought.</p>
+
+<p>Neil Snow loved athletics. He often referred to his college experiences.
+His example was one held up as ideal among the men who knew him.</p>
+
+<p>When Billy Bannard died Johnny Poe wrote to Mrs. Bannard a letter, a
+portion of which follows:</p>
+
+<div class="blockquot"><p>I greatly enjoy thinking of those glorious days in the fall of '95,
+'96 and '97, when I was coaching at Princeton and saw so much of
+Billy, and if I live to a ripe old age I do not think I shall
+forget how he and Ad Kelly came on in the Yale game of '95, and
+with the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_457" id="Page_457">[Pg 457]</a></span>score of 16-0 against us started in by steadily rushing
+the ball up to and over the Yale goal, and after the kick-off, once
+more started on the march for another touchdown.</p>
+
+<p>It was a superb exhibition of nerve in the face of almost certain
+defeat and showed a spirit that would not be downed, and I have
+often thought of this game in different far-off parts of the world.</p>
+
+<p>While Yale finally won 20-10 still Billy showed the same spirit
+that Farragut showed when told that the river was filled with
+torpedoes and that it would be suicidal to proceed. He replied,
+"Damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead!"</p>
+
+<p>I love to think of Billy's famous fifty yard run for a touchdown
+through the Harvard team in '96 at Cambridge, when the score had
+been a tie, and how he with Ad Kelly and Johnny Baird went through
+the Yale team in that '96 game and ran the score up to 24,
+representing five touchdowns. Never before had a Yale team been
+driven like chaff before the wind, as that blue team was driven.</p></div>
+
+<p>Billy Bannard and Ad Kelly's names were always coupled in their playing
+days at Princeton. These two halfbacks were great team mates. When Bill
+Bannard died Ad Kelly lost one of his best friends.</p>
+
+<p>In Ad Kelly's recollections, we read:</p>
+
+<p>"Whenever I think of my playing days I always recall the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1896, and with it comes a tribute to one of us
+who has passed to the great beyond; one with whom I played side by side
+for three years, Bill Bannard. I always thought that in this particular
+<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_458" id="Page_458">[Pg 458]</a></span>game he never received the credit due him. In my opinion his run on
+that memorable day was the best I have ever seen. His running and
+dodging and his excellent judgment had no superior in the football
+annals of our day.</p>
+
+<p>"In speaking of great individual plays that have won close games, his
+name should go down with Charlie Daly, Clint Wyckoff, Arthur Poe, Snake
+Ames and Dudley Dean, for with Reiter's splendid interference in putting
+out the Harvard left end, Billy Bannard's touchdown gave Princeton the
+confidence to carry her to victory that day and to the ultimate
+championship two weeks later."</p>
+
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="smcap">Harry Hooper</span></p>
+
+<p>When Henry Hooper, one of Dartmouth's greatest players, was taken away,
+every man who knew Hooper felt it a great personal loss. Those who had
+seen him play at Exeter and there formed his acquaintance and later at
+Dartmouth saw him develop into the mighty center rush of the 1903
+Dartmouth team, idolized him.</p>
+
+<p>C.&nbsp;E. Bolser of Dartmouth, who knew him well, says:</p>
+
+<p>"Harry Hooper was a great center on a great team. The success of this
+eleven was due to its good fellowship and team work. The central figure
+was the idol of his fellow players. Such was Hooper. Shortly after the
+football season that year he was operated upon for appendicitis <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_459" id="Page_459">[Pg 459]</a></span>and it
+soon became evident that he could not recover. He was told of his
+plight.</p>
+
+<p>"He bravely faced the inevitable and expressed the wish that if he
+really had to go he might have with him at the last his comrades of the
+football field. These team mates rallied at his request. They surrounded
+him; they talked the old days over, and supported by those with whom he
+had fought for the glory of his college this real hero passed into the
+Great Beyond, and deep down in the traditions of Dartmouth and Exeter
+the name of Harry Hooper is indelibly written."</p>
+
+<p>The game of football is growing old. The ranks of its heroes are being
+slowly but surely thinned. The players are retiring from the game of
+life; some old and some young. The list might go on indefinitely. There
+are many names that deserve mention. But this cannot be. The list of
+thoroughbreds is a long one. Yours must be a silent tribute.</p>
+
+<p>Doctor Andrew J. McCosh, Ned Peace, Gus Holly, Dudley Riggs, Harry
+Brown, Symmes, Bill Black, Pringle Jones, Jerry McCauley, Jim Rhodes,
+Bill Swartz, Frank Peters, George Stillman, H. Schoellkopf, Wilson of
+the Navy and Byrne of the Army, Eddie Ward, Albert Rosengarten, McClung,
+Dudley and Matthews.</p>
+
+<p>Richard Harding Davis and Matthew McClung were two Lehigh men whose
+position in the football world was most prominent. The esteem in which
+they are held by their Alma<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_460" id="Page_460">[Pg 460]</a></span> Mater is enduring. I had talked with Dick
+Davis when this book was in its infancy. He was very much interested and
+asked that I write him a letter outlining what I would like to have him
+send me. Just before he died I received this letter from him. I regret
+he did not live to tell the story he had in mind.</p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 384px;">
+<a name="illo57" id="illo57"><img src="images/illo57.jpg" width="384" height="329" alt="Handwritten letter" title="" /></a>
+</div>
+
+<p>[Text of letter: April 2nd<br />
+My Dear Edwards,<br />
+Yes, indeed. As soon as I finish something I am at work on, I'll
+"think back", and write you some memoirs.<br />
+With all good wishes<br />
+Richard Harding Davis]</p>
+
+<p>His interest in football had been a keen one. He was one of the leaders
+at Lehigh, who first organized that University's football team. He was a
+truly remarkable player. What he did in football is well known to men of
+his day. He loved the game; he wrote about the game; he did much to help
+the game.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_461" id="Page_461">[Pg 461]</a></span></p>
+<h2><a name="CHAPTER_XXIII" id="CHAPTER_XXIII"></a>CHAPTER XXIII</h2>
+
+<p class="center" style="font-weight: bold;">ALOHA</p>
+
+
+<p>"Hail and Farewell," crowded by the Hawaiians into one pregnant word!
+Would that this message might mean as much in as little compass. I can
+promise only brevity and all that brevity means in so vast a matter as
+football to a man who would love nothing better than to talk on forever.</p>
+
+<p>We know that football has really progressed and improved, and that the
+boys of to-day are putting football on a higher plane than it has ever
+been on before. We are a progressive, sporting public.</p>
+
+<p>Gone are the old Fifth Avenue horse buses, that used to carry the men to
+the field of battle; gone, too, are the Fifth Avenue Hotel and the
+Hoffman House, with their recollections of great victories fittingly
+celebrated. The old water bucket and sponge, with which Trainer Jim
+Robinson used to rush upon the field to freshen up a tired player, are
+now things of the past. To-day we have the spectacle of Pooch Donovan
+giving the Harvard players water from individual sanitary drinking cups!</p>
+
+<p>The old block game is no more. Heavy mass <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_462" id="Page_462">[Pg 462]</a></span>play has been opened up.
+To-day there is something for the public to <i>see</i>; something interesting
+to watch at every point; something significant in every move. As a
+result, greatly increased multitudes witness the game. No longer do
+football enthusiasts stand behind ropes on the side lines. The
+popularity of the game has made it necessary to build huge <i>stadia</i> for
+the sport, to take the place of the old wooden stands.</p>
+
+<p>College games, for the most part, nowadays are played on college
+grounds. Accordingly the sport has been withdrawn from the miscellaneous
+multitude and confined to the field where it really belongs and the
+spirit of the game is now just what it should be&mdash;exclusively
+collegiate.</p>
+
+<p>Best of all, the modern style of play has made the game more than ever a
+heroic see-saw, with one side uppermost for a time only to jar the very
+ground with the shock of its fall.</p>
+
+<p>Yet, victorious or defeated, the spirit through it all is one of
+splendid and overflowing college enthusiasm. While there is abounding
+joy in an unforeseen or hard won victory there is also much that is
+inspirational in the sturdy, courageous, devoted support of
+college-mates in the hour of defeat.</p>
+
+<p>Isaac H. Bromley, Yale '53, once summed up eloquently the spirit of
+college life and sport in the following words:</p>
+
+<p>"These contests and these triumphs are not all there is of college life,
+but they are a not <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_463" id="Page_463">[Pg 463]</a></span>unimportant part of it. The best education, the most
+useful training, come not from the classroom and from books, but from
+the attrition of mind on mind, from the wholesome emulation engendered
+by a common aim and purpose, from the whetting of wits by good-natured
+rivalry, the inspiration of youthful enthusiasms, the blending together
+of all of us in undying love for our common Mother.</p>
+
+<p>"As to the future: We may not expect this unbroken round of victories to
+go on forever; we shall need sometimes, more than the inspiration of
+victory, the discipline of defeat. And it will come some day. Our
+champions will not last forever. Some time Stagg must make his last home
+run, and Camp his final touchdown. Some day Bob Cook will 'hear the dip
+of the golden oars' and 'pass from sight with the boatman pale.'</p>
+
+<p>"It would be too much to think that all their successors will equally
+succeed. It might be monotonous. But of one thing we may be
+assured&mdash;that whatever happens, we shall never fail to extend the meed
+of praise to the victors. We shall be hereafter, as in the past we have
+always been, as stout in adversity as we have been merry in sunshine."</p>
+
+<hr />
+
+<div class="poem"><div class="stanza">
+<span class="i0">"Then strip, lads, and to it<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Though sharp be the weather;<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And if, by mischance you should happen to fall<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">There are worse things in life<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">Than a tumble on heather<br /></span>
+<span class="i0">And life is itself, but a game, of football."<br /></span>
+</div></div>
+
+<hr style="width: 66%;" />
+
+<div style="margin-left: 20%; margin-right: 10%;">
+<p style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 120%;">Transcriber's Note</p>
+
+<p>
+Many words in this text were inconsistently hyphenated or spelled, so I
+have normalized them. The majority are football terms that originally
+appeared inconsistently as "full-back," "fullback," and "full back,"
+for example.
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Football Days, by William H. Edwards
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Football Days
+       Memories of the Game and of the Men behind the Ball
+
+Author: William H. Edwards
+
+Release Date: March 25, 2006 [EBook #18048]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK FOOTBALL DAYS ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by Stacy Brown, Suzanne Lybarger, Brian Janes and
+the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at
+http://www.pgdp.net
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THREE VICTORIOUS PRINCETON CAPTAINS
+HILLEBRAND, COCHRAN, EDWARDS]
+
+
+
+
+FOOTBALL DAYS
+
+MEMORIES OF THE GAME AND
+OF THE MEN BEHIND THE BALL
+
+
+BY
+
+WILLIAM H. EDWARDS
+PRINCETON 1900
+
+
+WITH INTRODUCTION BY
+WALTER CAMP
+YALE 1880
+
+
+MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY
+NEW YORK
+1916
+
+
+Copyright, 1916, By
+MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY
+NEW YORK
+
+
+
+
+Dedicated to John P. Poe, Jr.
+Princeton '95
+
+
+HONORED AND BELOVED BY HOSTS OF FRIENDS, HE REPRESENTED THE HIGHEST
+IDEALS OF AMERICAN FOOTBALL, NOT ONLY IN LIFE, BUT IN HIS DEATH UPON THE
+BATTLEFIELD IN FRANCE.
+
+AS I THINK OF HIM, THE STIRRING LINES OF HENRY NEWBOLDT COME TO ME AS A
+FITTING EULOGY:
+
+
+    VITA LAMPADA
+
+    There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night--
+    Ten to make and the match to win--
+    A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
+    An hour to play and the last man in.
+
+    And it's not for the sake of a ribboned-coat
+    Or the selfish hope of a season's fame,
+    But his captain's hand on his shoulder smote,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+    The sand of the desert is sodden red--
+    Red with the wreck of a square that broke,
+    The gatling jammed and the Colonel dead
+    And the Regiment blind with dust and smoke.
+
+    The river of death has brimmed its banks,
+    And England's far, and honor a name--
+    But the voice of a school boy rallies the ranks,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+    This is the word that year by year
+    While in her place the school is set
+    Every one of the sons must hear,
+    And none that hears it dares forget.
+
+    Thus they all with a joyful mind--
+    Bear their life like a torch in flame--
+    And failing, fling to the host behind,
+    "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
+
+
+
+
+GREETING
+
+
+I value more highly than any other athletic gift I have ever received,
+the Princeton football championship banner that hangs on my wall. It was
+given to me by a friend who sent three boys to Princeton. It is a
+duplicate of the one that hangs in the trophy room of the gymnasium
+there.
+
+How often have I gazed longingly at the names of my loyal team-mates
+inscribed upon it. Many times have I run over in my mind the part that
+each one played on the memorable occasion when that banner was won.
+Memories cluster about that token that are dear and sacred to me.
+
+I see before me not only the faces of my team, but the faces of men of
+other years and other universities who have contributed so much to the
+great game of football. I recall the preparatory school days and the
+part that football played in our school and college careers. Again I see
+the athletic fields and the dressing rooms. I hear the earnest pleading
+of the coaches.
+
+I see the teams run out upon the field and hear the cheering throng. The
+coin is tossed in the air. The shrill blast of the referee's whistle
+signals the game to start. The ball is kicked off, and the contest is
+on.
+
+The thousands of spectators watch breathlessly. For the time the whole
+world is forgotten, except for the issue being fought out there before
+them.
+
+But we are not dressed in football suits nowadays. We are on the side
+lines. We have a different part to play. Years have compelled a change.
+In spirit, however, we are still "in the game."
+
+It is to share these memories with all true lovers of football and to
+pay a tribute to the heroes of the gridiron who are no longer with us
+that I have undertaken this volume. Let us together retrace the days in
+which we lived: days of preparation, days of victory, and days of
+defeat. Let us also look into the faces of some of the football heroes
+of years ago, and recall the achievements that made them famous. And let
+us recall, too, the men of the years just past who have so nobly upheld
+the traditions of the American game of football, and helped to place it
+on its present high plane.
+
+                                                  William H. Edwards.
+
+[Illustration: MY CORNER
+
+"Fond memory sheds the light of other days around me."]
+
+
+
+
+PROLOGUE
+
+
+They say that no man ever made a successful football player who was
+lacking in any quality of imagination. If this be true, and time and
+again has it been proved, then there is no more fitting dedication to a
+book dealing with the gridiron heroes of the past than to a man like
+Johnny Poe. For football is the abandon of body and mind to the
+obsession of the spirit that knows no obstacle, counts no danger and for
+the time being is dull and callous to physical pain or exhaustion. It is
+a something that makes one see visions as Johnny saw them!
+
+There is no sport in the world that brings out unselfishness as does
+this great gridiron game of ours. Every fall, second and scrub teams
+throughout the country sacrifice themselves only to let others enter the
+promised land of victory. It is a strange thing but one almost never
+hears any real football player criticise another's making the team,
+either his own or an All America. Although the player in this sport
+appreciates the loyal support of the thousands on the stands, every man
+realizes that his checks on the Bank of Cheers can never be cashed
+unless there is a deposit of hard work and practice. Perhaps all this in
+an indistinct and indefinite way explains why football players, the
+country over, understand each other and that when the game is attacked
+for any reason they stand shoulder to shoulder in defence of what they
+know down in the bottom of their hearts has such an influence on
+character building. And there is no one better fitted to tell the story
+of this and of the gridiron heroes than Big Bill Edwards, known not only
+as a player but far and wide as one of the best officials that ever
+handled the game. "A square deal and no roughing" was his motto, and
+every one realized it and accepted every decision unquestioningly. His
+association with players in so many angles has given him a particular
+insight into the sport and has enabled him to tell this story as no one
+else could.
+
+And what names to conjure with! The whistle blows and a shadowy host
+springs into action before one's misty eyes--Alex Moffat, the star of
+kickers, Hector Cowan, Heffelfinger, Gordon Brown, Ma Newell, Truxton
+Hare, Glass, Neil Snow and Shevlin, giants of linemen. But I must stop
+before I trespass upon what Bill Edwards will do better. Here's to them
+all--forty years of heroes!
+
+                                                  Walter Camp.
+
+[Illustration: WALTER CAMP
+
+Yale's Captain, '78-'79.]
+
+
+
+
+LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+Hillebrand, Cochran, Edwards                        _Frontispiece_
+
+My Corner
+
+Walter Camp, Yale's Captain '78-'79
+
+The Old Fifth Avenue Send-Off                                    1
+
+Old Yale Heroes--Lee McClung's Team                              5
+
+We Beat Andover                                                 11
+
+Lafayette's Great Team                                          24
+
+House in Disorder                                               30
+
+Hit Your Man Low                                                32
+
+Repairs                                                         34
+
+The Old Faithfuls                                               39
+
+Jim Rodgers' Team                                               45
+
+Cochran Was Game to the End                                     48
+
+On to New Haven--All Dressed Up and Ready to Go                 54
+
+Hillebrand's Last Charge                                        60
+
+Al Sharpe's Goal                                                64
+
+Touching the Match to Victory                                   67
+
+Alex Moffat and His Team                                        82
+
+Old Penn Heroes                                                100
+
+Pa Corbin's Team                                               108
+
+Breakers Ahead--Phil King in the Old Days                      125
+
+Lookout, Princeton!                                            130
+
+Barrett on One of His Famous Dashes; Exeter-Andover
+Game, 1915                                                     142
+
+Bill Hollenback Coming at You                                  147
+
+"The Next Day the Picture Was Gone"--Jim Cooney Making a
+Hole for Dana Kafer                                            158
+
+Johnny Poe, Football Player and Soldier                        181
+
+Northcroft Kicking the Field Goal Anticipated by the
+Navy and Feared by the Army                                    200
+
+Cadets and Middies Entering the Field                          224
+
+Two Aces--Bill Morley and Harold Weeks                         251
+
+Vic Kennard's Kick                                             255
+
+Sam White's Run                                                261
+
+King, of Harvard, Making a Run; Mahan Putting Black on
+His Head                                                       268
+
+Princeton's 1899 Team                                          272
+
+"Nothing Got by John DeWitt"                                   277
+
+John DeWitt About to Pick Up the Ball                          280
+
+The Ever Reliable Brickley--A Football Thoroughbred--Tack
+Hardwick                                                       284
+
+The Poe Family                                                 296
+
+Just Boys                                                      298
+
+Hobey Baker, Walter Camp, Jr., Snake Ames, Jr.                 303
+
+The Elect                                                      310
+
+How It Hurts to Lose                                           337
+
+Cornell's Great Team--1915                                     344
+
+One Scene Never Photographed in Football                       349
+
+Harvard, 1915                                                  354
+
+The Greatest Indian of Them All                                357
+
+Learning the Charge                                            363
+
+Billy Bull Advising with Captain Talbot                        367
+
+Michigan's Famous 1901 Team                                    370
+
+Columbia Back in the Game, 1915                                381
+
+Close to a Thriller. Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring
+Against Cornell                                                386
+
+Crash of Conflict. When Charge Meets Charge                    407
+
+Ainsworth, Yale's Terror in an Uphill Game                     416
+
+Two to One He Gets Away--Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson
+and Avery                                                      422
+
+Snapping the Ball with Lewis. "Two Inseparables"--Frank
+Hinkey and the Ball                                            428
+
+Marshall Newell                                                434
+
+McClung, Referee, Shevlin and Hogan                            450
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+Chap.                                                              Page
+
+I.--PREP. SCHOOL DAYS.                                             1-17
+
+My First Glimpse of a Varsity Team--The Yale Eleven of 1891--Lee
+McClung--Vance McCormick--Heffelfinger--Sanford--Impressions
+made upon a Boy--St. John's Military School--Lawrenceville--Making
+the Team--Andover and Hill School Games.
+
+II.--FRESHMAN YEAR.                                               18-29
+
+The Freedom of Freshman Year is Attractive--Catching the Spirit
+of the Place--Searching for Football Material--The Cannon
+Rush--Early Training with Jack McMasters--Tie Game with Lafayette
+at Easton--Humiliation of being taken out of a Game--Cornell
+Game--Joe Beacham's Fair Admirer in the Bleachers--Bill Church's
+Threat Carried Out--Garry Cochran's Victories against Harvard
+and Yale.
+
+III.--ELBOW TO ELBOW                                              30-41
+
+Dressing for Practice--Out upon the Field--Tackling--After
+Practice, Back to the Dressing-room--How a Player Finds
+Himself--The Training Table--Team Mates--A Surprise for John
+DeWitt's Team.
+
+IV.--MISTAKES IN THE GAME.                                        42-53
+
+If We could only Correct Mistakes We All Made--Defeats
+might be Turned into Victory--The Fellow that let Athletics
+be the Big Thing in His College Life--The '97 Defeat--No
+Recognition of Old Schoolmates--My Opponent was Charlie
+Chadwick--Jim Rodgers the Yale Captain--The Cochran-De
+Saulles Compact--Cochran Injured--His Last Game--Ad Kelly's
+Great Work--Mistakes Caused Sadness--Cornell Defeating
+Princeton at Ithaca in 1899--No Outstretched Hands at
+Princeton for our Homecoming.
+
+V.--MY LAST GAME                                                  54-67
+
+A Desire to Make the Last Game the Best--On to New
+Haven--Optimism--The Start of the Game--Bosey Reiter's
+Touchdown--Yale Scores on a Block Kick--Al Sharpe's Goal
+from the Field--Score 10 to 6, Yale Leading--Arthur Poe's
+Goal from the Field--Princeton Victory--The Joy of
+Winning--The Reception at Princeton.
+
+VI.--HEROES OF THE PAST--EARLY DAYS                               68-92
+
+Treasured Memory of Those who have Gone Before--Where are
+the Old-time Heroes?--Walter Camp--F. R. Vernon--Camp as
+a Captain--Chummy Eaton--John Harding--Eugene Baker--Fred
+Remington--Theodore McNair--Alexander Moffat--Wyllys
+Terry--Memories of John C. Bell.
+
+VII.--GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY                                    93-101
+
+His Entrance to Yale--Making the Team--Recollections of the
+Men he Played With and Against--The Lamar Run--Pennsylvania
+Experiences.
+
+VIII.--ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS                              102-124
+
+Old-time Signals--Fun with Bert Hansen--Sport Donnelly--Billy
+Rhodes and Gill--Victorious Days at Yale--Corbin's 1888
+Team--Pa Corbin's Speech when his Team was Banqueted--Mr. and
+Mrs. Walter Camp, Head Coaches of the Yale Football Team in
+1888--Cowan the Great--Story of His Football Days--He was
+Disqualified by Wyllys Terry--Tribute to Heffelfinger--Going
+Back with John Cranston.
+
+IX.--THE NINETIES AND AFTER                                     125-163
+
+The Day Sanford Made the Yale Team--Parke Davis--Sanford
+and Yost Obstructing the Traffic--Phil King--The Old
+Flying Wedges--Pop Gailey--Charlie Young--An Evening with Jim
+Rodgers--Vance McCormick and Denny O'Neil--Dartmouth and Some
+of Her Men--Dave Fultz--Christy Mathewson at Bucknell--Jack
+Munn Tells of Buffalo Bill--Booth Tells of his Western
+Experiences--Harry Kersburg--Heff Herring at Merton
+College--Carl Flanders--Bill Horr.
+
+X.--COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT                               164-180
+
+College Life in America is Rich in Traditions--The Value of
+College Spirit--Each College Has its Own Traditions--Alumni
+Parade--School Master and Boy--Victory must never Overshadow
+Honor--Constructive Criticism of the Alumni--Mass Meeting
+Enthusiasm--Horse Edwards, Princeton '89--Job E. Hedges.
+
+XI.--JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY                                     181-193
+
+Private W. Faulkner, a Comrade in the Black Watch, Tells of
+Poe's Death--Johnny's Last Words--Paul MacWhelan Gives
+London Impressions of Poe's Death--Anecdotes that Johnny
+Poe Wrote While in Nevada.
+
+XII.--ARMY AND NAVY                                             194-225
+
+Character and Training of West Point and Annapolis
+Players--Experience of the Visitor Watching the Drill
+of Battalion--Annapolis Recollections and Football
+Traditions at Naval Academy--Old Players--A Trip de Luxe
+to West Point--West Point Recollections--Harmon Graves--The
+Way They Have in the Army--The Army and Navy Game.
+
+XIII.--HARD LUCK IN THE GAME                                    226-246
+
+In Football, as it is in Life, We have no Use for a
+Quitter--Football a Game for the Man who Has Nerve--Many
+a Small Man has Made a Big Man look Ridiculous--Morris
+Ely Game Though Handicapped--Val Flood's Recollections--Andy
+Smith--Vonabalde Gammon of Georgia.
+
+XIV.--BRINGING HOME THE BACON                                   247-285
+
+Billy Bull's Recollections of Yale Games--The Day Columbia
+Beat Yale--Dressing Room Scene where Doxology Was
+Sung--Account by Richard Harding Davis--Introducing Vic
+Kennard of Harvard Fame--Opportunist Extraordinary--His
+Experience with Mr. E. H. Coy--Charlie Barrett, of
+Cornell--Eddie Hart of Princeton--Sam White--Joe Duff--Side
+Line Thoughts of Doctor W. A. Brooks and Evert Jansen
+Wendell--New Haven Wreck--Eddie Mahan talking--His Opinion
+of Frank Glick--George Chadwick of Yale--Arthur Poe--Story
+of his Run and of his Kick--John DeWitt's Story--Tichenor,
+of Georgia--"Bobbing Up and Down" Story--Charlie Brickley.
+
+XV.--THE BLOODY ANGLE                                           286-295
+
+Going Back to the Rough Days--Princeton vs. Harvard Fall
+of '87 at Jarvis Field--Luther Price's Experiences in the
+Game--Cowan's Disqualification by Wyllys Terry--The
+Umpire--Walter Camp was Referee--Holden Carried Off the
+Field--Bob Church's Valor.
+
+XVI.--THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL                                    296-305
+
+Football Men in Two Distinct Classes--Those who are Made
+into Players by the Coaches and Those who are Born with
+the Football Instinct--The Poes, Camps, Winters, Ames,
+Drapers, Riggs, Youngs, Withingtons, etc.
+
+XVII.--OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS                                    306-336
+
+Our Good Old Trainers--Jack McMasters--"Dear Old Jim
+Robinson"--Mike Murphy the Dean of Trainers--"The Old
+Mike"--A Chat with Pooch Donovan--Keene Fitzpatrick and his
+Experiences--Mike Sweeney--Jack Moakley--There is much
+Humor in Johnny Mack--Huggins of Brown--Harry Tuthill--Doctor
+W. M. Conant, Harvard '79, First Doctor in Charge of any team.
+
+XVIII.--NIGHTMARES                                              337-348
+
+Frank Morse, of Princeton on the Spirit in Defeat--Tom
+Shevlin's Story--Nightmares of W. C. Rhodes--A Yale
+Nightmare--Sam Morse--Jim Hogan--The Cornell Game of
+1915 is Eddie Mahan's Nightmare--Jack De Saulles' Nightmare.
+
+XIX.--MEN WHO COACHED                                           349-382
+
+No coaches in the Old Days--Personality Counts in
+Coaching--Football is Fickle--Haughton at Harvard at the
+Psychological Moment--Old Harvard Coaches--Al Sharpe--Glenn
+Warner--The Indians--Billy Bull in the Game--Sanford, the
+Unique--Making of Chadwick--W. R. Tichenor, Emergency Coach
+of the South--Auburn Recollections--Listening to Yost--Reggie
+Brown--Jimmy Knox--Harvard Scouts--Dartmouth Holds a Unique
+Position in College Football--Ed Hall, the father of Dartmouth
+Football--Myron E. Witham, Captain of the Dartmouth Team--Walter
+McCornack--Eddie Holt's Coaching--Harry Kersburg's Harvard
+Coaching Recollections--Making Two Star Players from the
+Football Discards--Vic Kennard and Rex Ver Wiebe--John H.
+Rush--Tad Jones--T. N. Metcalf--Tom Thorp--Bob Folwell--At
+Pennsylvania.
+
+XX.--UMPIRE AND REFEREE                                         383-406
+
+"Why Did He Give That Penalty?"--Emotions of an
+Official--John Bell's Recollections as an Official--In
+the Old Days One Official Handled the Entire Game--Dashiell's
+Reminiscences--Matthew McClung--Conversation with John L.
+Sullivan--My Own Personal Experiences--Evarts Wrenn at
+Work--Dan Hurley--Bill Crowell--Phil Draper's Ideas--Wyllys
+Terry's Official Recollections--Explanation of the Cowan
+Disqualification--Pa Corbin--Joe Pendleton--Refereeing
+with Nate Tufts--Okeson.
+
+XXI.--CRASH OF CONFLICT                                         407-433
+
+The First Five Minutes of Play--A Good Start usually
+means a Good Ending--Bracelet in the Game--Lueder and
+Blondy Wallace--"I've Got You Buffaloed"--Tom Shevlin
+remarked: "Mike, This Isn't Football--It's War"--Bemus
+Pierce: "Now Keep your Eyes Open and Find out who it
+Was"--"If You Won't be Beat, You Can't be Beat," said
+Johnny Poe--Rinehart Tells how he Tried to Get even with
+Sam Boyle--Barkie Donald and Bemus Pierce--The Yale-Harvard
+Game at Springfield '94--Result; No Game for Nine Years--Frank
+Hinkey and Wrightington's Broken Collar-bone--Joe Beacham's
+Paragon--Sandy Hunt--Bill Hollenback.
+
+XXII.--LEST WE FORGET                                           434-460
+
+Marshall Newell--Gordon Brown--James J. Hogan--Thomas
+J. Shevlin--Francis H. Burr--Neil Snow--Billy
+Bannard--Harry Hooper--Richard Harding Davis--McClung.
+
+XXIII.--ALOHA                                                   461-464
+
+Hail and Farewell--The Old Game and the New
+Compared--Exclusively Collegiate Sport--Isaac H. Bromley,
+Yale '53, Sums up the Spirit of College Life and Sport!
+
+[Illustration: THE OLD FIFTH AVENUE SEND-OFF]
+
+
+
+
+FOOTBALL DAYS
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I
+
+PREP. SCHOOL DAYS
+
+
+To every man there comes a moment that marks the turning point of his
+career. For me it was a certain Saturday morning in the autumn of 1891.
+As I look back upon it, across the years, I feel something of the same
+thrill that stirred my boyish blood that day and opened a door through
+which I looked into a new world.
+
+I had just come to the city, a country boy, from my home in Lisle,
+N. Y., to attend the Horace Mann School. As I walked across Madison Square,
+I glanced toward the old Fifth Avenue Hotel, where my eyes fell upon the
+scene depicted in the accompanying picture. Almost before I was aware of
+it my curiosity led me to mingle with the crowd surging in and out of
+the hotel, and I learned by questioning the bystanders that it was the
+headquarters of the Yale team, which that afternoon was to play
+Princeton at the Polo Grounds. The players were about to leave the hotel
+for the field, and I hurried inside to catch a glimpse of them.
+
+The air was charged with enthusiasm, and I soon caught the
+infection--although it was all new to me then--of the vital power of
+college spirit which later so completely dominated my life. I recall
+with vividness how I lingered and waited for something to happen. Men
+were standing in groups, and all eyes were centered upon the heroes of
+the team. Every one was talking football. Some of the names heard then
+have never been forgotten by me. There was the giant Heffelfinger whom
+every one seemed anxious to meet. I was told that he was the crack Yale
+guard. I looked at him, and, then and there, I joined the hero
+worshippers.
+
+I also remember Lee McClung, the Yale captain, who seemed to realize the
+responsibilities that rested upon his shoulders. There was an air of
+restraint upon him. In later years he became Treasurer of the United
+States and his signature was upon the country's currency. My most vivid
+recollection of him will be, however, as he stood there that day in the
+corridor of the famous old hotel, on the day of a great football
+conflict with Princeton. Then Sanford was pointed out to me, the Yale
+center-rush. I recall his eagerness to get out to the "bus" and to be on
+his way to the field. When the starting signal was given by the captain,
+Sanford's huge form was in the front rank of the crowd that poured out
+upon the sidewalk.
+
+The whole scene was intensely thrilling to me, and I did not leave
+until the last player had entered the "bus" and it drove off. Crowds of
+Yale men and spectators gave the players cheer after cheer as they
+rolled away. The flags with which the "bus" was decorated waved in the
+breeze, and I watched them with indescribable fascination until they
+were out of sight. The noise made by the Yale students I learned
+afterwards was college cheering, and college cheers once heard by a boy
+are never forgotten.
+
+Many in that throng were going to the game. I could not go, but the
+scene that I had just witnessed gave me an inspiration. It stirred
+something within me, and down deep in my soul there was born a desire to
+go to college.
+
+I made my way directly to the Y. M. C. A. gymnasium, then at the corner
+of Fourth Avenue and Twenty-third Street. Athletics had for me a greater
+attraction than ever before, and from that day I applied myself with
+increased enthusiasm to the work of the gymnasium.
+
+The following autumn I entered St. John's Military Academy at Manlius,
+N. Y., a short distance from my old home. I was only seventeen years of
+age and weighed 217 pounds.
+
+Former Adjutant General William Verbeck--then Colonel Verbeck--was Head
+Master. Before I was fairly settled in my room, the Colonel had drafted
+me as a candidate for the football team. I wanted to try for the team,
+and was as eager to make it as he evidently was to have me make it. But
+I did not have any football togs, and the supply at the school did not
+contain any large enough.
+
+So I had to have some built for me. The day they arrived, much to my
+disappointment, I found the trousers were made of white canvas. Their
+newness was appalling and I pictured myself in them with feelings of
+dismay. I robbed them of their whiteness that night by mopping up a lot
+of mud with them behind the gymnasium. When they had dried--by
+morning--they looked like a pair of real football trousers.
+
+George Redington of Yale was our football coach. He was full of
+contagious fire. Redington seemed interested in me and gave me much
+individual coaching. Colonel Verbeck matched him in love of the game. He
+not only believed in athletics, but he played at end on the second team,
+and it was pretty difficult for the boys to get the best of him. They
+made an unusual effort to put the Colonel out of the plays, but, try as
+hard as they might, he generally came out on top. The result was a
+decided increase in the spirit of the game.
+
+We had one of the best preparatory school teams in that locality, but
+owing to our distance from the larger preparatory schools, we were
+forced to play Syracuse, Hobart, Hamilton, Rochester, Colgate, and
+Cazenovia Seminary--all of whom we defeated. We also played against the
+Syracuse Athletic Association, whose team was composed of
+professional athletes as well as former college players. Bert Hanson,
+who had been a great center at Yale, was one of this team.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+H. Wallis   Coxe   Cochran   Nessler   Heffelfinger   W. Winter   Mills
+Sanford   Hartwell   Morrison   Graves    Stillman
+McCormick   McClung   L. T. Bliss
+C. Bliss   Hinkey   Barbour   T. Dyer
+
+OLD YALE HEROES--LEE McCLUNG'S TEAM]
+
+Recalling the men who played on our St. John's team, I am confident that
+if all of them had gone to college, most of them would have made the
+Varsity. In fact, some did.
+
+It was decided that I should go to Lawrenceville School, en route to
+Princeton. It was on the trip from Trenton to Lawrenceville, in the big
+stage coach loaded with boys, I got my first dose of homesickness. The
+prospect of new surroundings made me yearn for St. John's.
+
+The "blue hour" of boyhood, however, is a brief one. I was soon engaged
+in conversation with a little fellow who was sitting beside me and who
+began discussing the ever-popular subject of football. He was very
+inquisitive and wanted to know if I had ever played the game, and if I
+was going to try for the team.
+
+He told me about the great game Lawrenceville played with the Princeton
+Varsity the year before, when Lawrenceville scored six points before
+Princeton realized what they were really up against. He fascinated me by
+his graphic description. There was a glowing account of the playing of
+Garry Cochran, the great captain of the Lawrenceville team, who had just
+graduated and gone to Princeton, together with Sport Armstrong, the
+giant tackle.
+
+These men were sure to live in Lawrenceville's history if for nothing
+else than the part they had played in that notable game, although
+Princeton rallied and won 8 to 6. It was not long before I learned that
+my newly-made friend was Billy McGibbon, a member of the Lawrenceville
+baseball team.
+
+"Just wait until you see Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble play behind
+the line," he went on; and from that moment I began to be a part of the
+new life, the threshold of which I was crossing. Strangely enough the
+memory of getting settled in my new quarters faded with the eventful
+moment when the call for candidates came, and I went out with the rest
+of the boys to try for the team.
+
+Competition was keen and many candidates offered themselves. I was
+placed on the scrub team. One of my first attempts for supremacy was in
+the early part of the season when I was placed as right guard of the
+scrub against Perry Wentz, an old star player of the school and
+absolutely sure of his position. I recall how on several occasions the
+first team could not gain as much distance through the second as the men
+desired, and Wentz, who later on distinguished himself on the Varsity at
+Princeton and still later as a crack player on Pennsylvania, seemed to
+have trouble in opening up my position.
+
+Max Rutter, the Lawrenceville captain, with the directness that usually
+characterizes such officers, called this fact to Wentz's attention.
+Wentz, who probably felt naturally his pride of football fame, became
+quite angry at Rutter's remark that he was being outplayed. He took off
+his nose-guard, threw it on the ground and left the field.
+
+Rutter moved me over to the first team in Wentz's place. That night
+there was a general upset on the team which was settled amicably,
+however, and the next day Wentz continued playing in his old place. The
+position of guard was given to me on the other side of the line, George
+Cadwalader being moved out to the position of tackle. This was the same
+Cadwalader who subsequently went to Yale and made a great name for
+himself on the gridiron, in spite of the fact that he remained at New
+Haven but one year.
+
+It was here at Lawrenceville that this great player made his reputation
+as a goal kicker, a fame that was enhanced during his football days at
+Yale. Max Rutter, the captain of the Lawrenceville team, went to
+Williams and played on the Varsity, eventually becoming captain there
+also. Ned Moffat, nephew of Princeton's great Alex Moffat, played end
+rush.
+
+About this time I began to realize that Billy McGibbon had given me a
+correct line on Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble. These two players
+worked wonderfully well together, and were an effective scoring machine
+with the assistance of Doc MacNider and Dave Davis.
+
+During these days at Lawrenceville Owen Johnson gathered the material
+for those interesting stories in which he used his old schoolmates for
+the characters. The thin disguise of Doc Macnooder does not, however,
+conceal Doc MacNider from his old schoolboy friends. The same is true of
+the slightly changed names of Garry Cochran, Turk Righter, Charlie de
+Saulles and Billy Dibble.
+
+Charlie de Saulles, after graduation, went to Yale and continued his
+wonderful, spectacular career on the gridiron. We will spend an
+afternoon with him on the Yale field later.
+
+Billy Dibble went to Williams and played a marvelous game until he was
+injured, early in his freshman year. It was during those days that I met
+Garry Cochran, Sport Armstrong and other Princeton coaches for the first
+time. They used to come over to assist in coaching our team. Our regular
+coaches at Lawrenceville were Walter B. Street, who had been a famous
+football star years before at Williams, and William J. George, renowned
+in Princeton's football history as a center-rush. I cannot praise the
+work of these men too highly. They were thoroughbreds in every sense of
+the word.
+
+It was one of the old traditions of Lawrenceville football to have a
+game every year with Pennington Seminary. What man is there who
+attended either school who does not recall the spirit of those old-time
+contests?
+
+The Hill School was another of our football rivals. The trip to
+Pottstown, Pa., was an event eagerly looked forward to--so also was the
+Hill School's return game at Lawrenceville. The rivalry between the two
+schools was keen.
+
+Everything possible was done at the Hill School to make our visit a
+pleasant one. The score of 28 to 0, by which Lawrenceville won the game
+that year, made it especially pleasant.
+
+As I recall that trip, two men stand out in my memory. One was John
+Meigs, the Head Master. The other was Mike Sweeney, the Trainer and
+Athletic Director. They were the two central figures of Hill School
+traditions.
+
+Interest in football was emphasized at that time by the approaching game
+with Andover at Lawrenceville. This was the first time that these two
+teams had ever played. Andover was probably more renowned in football
+annals than any school Lawrenceville had played up to this time. The
+Lawrenceville coaches realized that the game would be a strenuous one.
+After a conference, the two coaches decided that it would be wise to see
+Andover play at Andover the week before we were to play them.
+Accordingly, Mr. George went to Andover, and when he returned, he
+gathered the team around him in one of the recitation halls and
+described carefully the offense and defense of our coming opponents. He
+also demonstrated with checkers what each man did in every play and
+placed emphasis on the work of Eddie Holt, who was acting captain of the
+Andover team. To represent Holt's giant build he placed one checker on
+top of another, saying, as I remember, with great seriousness:
+
+"This topped checker represents Holt. He must be taken care of, and it
+will require two Lawrenceville men to stop him on every play. I am
+certain of this for Holt was a marvel last Saturday."
+
+During the week we drilled secretly and most earnestly in anticipation
+of defeating Andover. The game attracted an unusually large number of
+spectators. Lawrenceville made it a gala day for its alumni, and all the
+old Andover and Lawrenceville boys who could get there witnessed the
+game.
+
+When the Andover team ran out upon the field we were all anxious to see
+how big Holt loomed up. He certainly was a giant and towered high above
+the other members of his team. Soon the whistle blew, and the trouble
+was on. In memory now I can see Billy Dibble circling Andover's end for
+twenty-five yards, scoring a touchdown amid tremendous excitement.
+
+This all transpired during the first minute and a half of play. Emerson
+once said, "We live by moments," and the first minute and a half of that
+game must stand out as one of the eventful periods in the life of
+every man who recalls that day of play. No grown-up schoolboy can fail
+to appreciate the scene or miss the wave of boyish enthusiasm that
+rolled over the field at this unlooked for beginning of a memorable game
+between schoolboys.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Davis   MacNider   Dibble
+de Saulles
+Moffat   Cadwalader   Edwards   Walton   Wentz   Geer   Rotter
+
+WE BEAT ANDOVER]
+
+This wonderful start of the Lawrenceville team was a goading spur to its
+opponents. Johnnie Barnes, an ex-Lawrenceville boy, now quarterback on
+the Andover team, seemed fairly inspired as he urged his team on. Eddie
+Holt was called upon time and again. He was making strong advances,
+aided by French, Hine and Porter. Together they worked out a touchdown.
+But Lawrenceville rallied and for the rest of the game their teamwork
+was masterly. Bat Geer, who was later a Princeton Varsity player,
+Charlie de Saulles and Billy Dibble, each scored touchdowns, making
+three altogether for their school.
+
+Thus Lawrenceville, with the score 20 to 6, stepped forth into a new era
+and entered the larger football world where she was to remain and
+increase her heroic accomplishments in after years.
+
+It is needless to say that the night following this victory was a
+crowning one in our preparatory football experiences. Bonfires were
+lighted, speeches were the order of the hour, and members of the team
+were the guests of honor at a banquet in the Upper House. There was no
+rowdy "revelry by night" to spoil the memory of the occasion. It was
+just one simple, fine and fitting celebration of a wholesome school
+victory on the field of football.
+
+
+LAST YEAR AT LAWRENCEVILLE
+
+It was up to Billy Dibble, the new captain, to bring about another
+championship. We were to play Andover a return game there. Captain
+Dibble was left with but three of last year's team as a foundation to
+build on. Dibble's team made a wonderful record. He was a splendid
+example for the team to follow, and his playing, his enthusiasm, and
+earnest efforts contributed much toward the winning of the Andover,
+Princeton freshmen and Hill School games. There appeared at
+Lawrenceville a new coach who assisted Street and George. He was none
+other than the famous Princeton halfback, Douglas Ward, whose record as
+an honored man in the classroom as well as on the football field was
+well known to all of us, and had stood out among college athletes as a
+wonderful example. He was very modest. I recall that some one once asked
+him how he made the only touchdown against Yale in the '93 game. His
+reply was: "Oh, somebody just pushed me over."
+
+Fresh in my memory is the wonderful trip that we boys made to Andover.
+We were proud of the fact that the Colonial Express was especially
+ordered to stop at Trenton for us, and as we took our seats in the
+Pullman car, we realized that our long looked for expedition had really
+begun.
+
+We had a great deal of fun on the trip to Boston. Good old George
+Cadwalader was the center of most of the jokes. His 215 pounds added to
+the discomfort of a pair of pointed patent leather shoes, which were far
+too small for him. As soon as he was settled in the train he removed
+them and dozed off to sleep. Turk Righter and some of the other fun
+makers tied the shoe strings together, and hung them out of the window
+where they blew noisily against the window pane.
+
+When we arrived in Jersey City it was a treat for us to see our train
+put aboard the ferry boat of the N. Y., N. H. & H. R. R., and, as we
+sailed down the bay, up the East River and under the Brooklyn Bridge to
+the New Haven docks, it all seemed very big and wonderful.
+
+When the train stopped at New Haven, we were met by the
+Yale-Lawrenceville men, who wished us the best of luck; some of them
+making the trip with us to Boston. When we arrived in Andover the next
+day I had the satisfaction of seeing my brother and cousin, who were at
+that time attending Andover Academy.
+
+The hospitality that was accorded the Andover team, while at
+Lawrenceville the year before, was repaid in royal fashion. We had ample
+time to view the grounds and buildings and grow keen in anticipation
+and interest in the afternoon's contest.
+
+When the whistle blew, we were there for business. My personal opponent
+was a fellow named Hillebrand, who besides being a football player was
+Andover's star pitcher. Later on we became the best of friends and side
+partners on the Princeton team, and often spoke of our first meeting
+when we played against each other. Hillebrand was one of the greatest
+athletes Andover ever turned out. Lawrenceville defeated Andover in one
+of the hardest and most exciting of all Prep. School contests, one that
+was uncertain from beginning to end.
+
+Billy Dibble played the star game of the day and after eight minutes he
+scored a touchdown. Cadwalader booted the ball over the goal and the
+score was 6 to 0. The Lawrenceville backfield, made up of Powell, Dave
+Davis, Cap Kafer and Dibble, worked wonderfully well. Kafer did some
+excellent punting against his remarkable opponent Barker, who seemed to
+be as expert as he.
+
+The efficient work of Hillebrand and of Chadwell, the colored end-rush,
+stands out pre-eminently. The latter player developed into one of the
+best end-rushes that ever played at Williams. Goodwin, Barker and
+Greenway contributed much to Andover's good play. Jim Greenway is one of
+the famous Greenway boys whose athletic history at Yale is a matter of
+record. A few minutes later the Andover crowd were aroused by Goodwin
+making the longest run of the game--fifty-five yards, scoring Andover's
+first touchdown, and making the score 6 to 6.
+
+There was great speculation as to which team would win the game, but
+Billy Dibble, aided by the wonderful interference on the part of Babe
+Eddie, who afterward played end on the Yale team, and Emerson, who, had
+he gone to college, would have been a wonder, made a touchdown. George
+Cadwalader with his sure right foot made the score 12 to 6. Enthusiasm
+was at its height. Andover rooters were calling upon their team to tie
+the score. A touchdown and goal would mean a tie. The Andover team
+seemed to answer their call, for soon Goodwin scored a touchdown, making
+the score 12 to 10, and Butterfield, Andover's right halfback, was put
+to the test amidst great excitement. The ball went just to the side of
+the goal post, and Lawrenceville had won 12 to 10. Great is the thrill
+of a victory won on an opponent's field!
+
+That night after dinner, as I was sitting in my brother's room, with
+some of his Andover friends, there was a yell from outside, and a loud
+knock on the door. In walked a big fellow wearing a blue sweater.
+Through his open coat one could observe the big white letter "A." It
+proved to be none other than Doc Hillebrand. Without one word of comment
+he walked over to where I was sitting and said: "Edwards, what was the
+score of the game to-day?" I could not get the idea at all. I said:
+"Why, you ought to know." He replied: "12 to 10," and turning on his
+heel, left the room. This caused a good deal of amusement, but it was
+soon explained that Hillebrand was being initiated into a secret society
+and that this was one of the initiation stunts.
+
+It was a wonderfully happy trip back to Lawrenceville. The spirit ran
+high. It was then that Turk Righter wrote the well known Lawrenceville
+verse which we sang again and again:
+
+    Cap kicked, Barker kicked
+    Cap he got the best of it
+    They both kicked together
+    But Cap kicked very hard
+    Bill ran, Dave ran
+    Then Andover lost her grip
+    She also lost her championship
+    Sis, boom ah!
+
+As we were about two miles outside of Lawrenceville, we saw a mass of
+light in the roadway, and when we heard the boys yelling at the top of
+their voices, we realized that the school was having a torch-light
+procession and coming to welcome us. Great is that recollection! They
+took the horses off and dragged the stage back to Lawrenceville and in
+and about the campus. It was not long before the whole school was
+singing the song of success that Turk Righter had written.
+
+A big celebration followed. We did not break training because we had
+still another game to play. When Lawrenceville had beaten the Hill
+School 20 to 0, many of us realized that we had played our last game for
+Lawrenceville. George Cadwalader was shortly afterward elected Captain
+for the coming year. It was at this time that Lawrenceville was
+overjoyed to learn that Garry Cochran, a sophomore at Princeton, had
+been elected captain of the Princeton varsity. This recalled former
+Lawrenceville boys, Pop Warren and Doggie Trenchard, who had played at
+Lawrenceville, gone to Princeton and had become varsity captains there.
+Snake Ames also prepared at Lawrenceville.
+
+I might incidentally state that we stayed at Lawrenceville until June to
+get our diplomas, realizing that there were many able fellows to
+continue the successful traditions of Lawrenceville football, George
+Mattis, Howard Richards, Jack de Saulles, Cliff Bucknam, John De Witt,
+Bummie Ritter, Dana Kafer, John Dana, Charlie Dudley, Heff Herring,
+Charlie Raymond, Biglow, the Waller brothers and others.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II
+
+FRESHMAN YEAR
+
+
+I believe that every man who has had the privilege of going to college
+will agree with me that as a freshman lands in a college town, he is a
+very happy and interested individual. The newness of things and his
+freedom are very attractive. He comes to college fresh from his school
+day experiences ready to conform himself to the traditions and customs
+of the new school, his college choice.
+
+The world will never again look quite so big to a boy as it did then.
+Entering as boys do, in the fall of the year, the uppermost thing in
+mind, outside of the classroom, is football. Sometimes it is the
+uppermost thought in the classroom. What kind of a Varsity football team
+are we going to have? This is the question heard on all sides.
+
+Every bit of available football material is eagerly sought by the
+coaches. I recall so well my freshman year at Princeton, how Garry
+Cochran, captain of the football team, went about the college with
+Johnny Poe, looking over the undergraduates and watching the incoming
+trains for football possibilities. If a fellow looked as though he
+might have good material to work upon, he was asked to report at the
+Varsity field the next day.
+
+All athletic interests are focused on the gridiron. The young
+undergraduate who has no likelihood of making the team, fills himself
+with facts about the individuals who are trying to win a place. He
+starts out to be a loyal rooter, realizing that next to being a player,
+the natural thing is to attend practice and cheer the team in their
+work; he becomes interested in the individual progress each candidate is
+making. In this way, the members of the team know that they have the
+support of the college, and this makes them play harder. This builds up
+college spirit.
+
+Every college has its own freshman and sophomore traditions; one at
+Princeton is, that shortly after college opens there must be a rush
+about the cannon, between the freshman and sophomore classes. All those
+who have witnessed this sight, know that it is a vital part of Princeton
+undergraduate life. On that night in my freshman year, great care was
+taken by Cochran that none of the incoming football material engaged in
+the rush. No chances were taken of injuring a good football prospect
+among either freshmen or sophomores. Eddie Holt, Bert Wheeler, Arthur
+Poe, Doc Hillebrand, Bummie Booth and I were in the front ranks of the
+class of 1900, stationed back of Witherspoon Hall ready to make the
+rush upon the sophomores, who were huddled together guarding the cannon.
+Cochran and his coterie of coachers ran out as we were approaching the
+cannon and forced us out of the contest. He ordered us to stand on the
+outside of the surging crowd. There we were allowed to do a little
+"close work," but we were not permitted to get into the heat of the
+fray. Cochran knew all of us because we were among those who had been
+called to college before the opening to enter preliminary training.
+Every football player who has had the experience of being summoned ahead
+of time will understand my feeling. I was very happy when I received
+from Cochran, during the summer before I entered Princeton, a letter
+inviting me to report for football practice two weeks before college
+opened. When I arrived at Princeton on the appointed day, I found the
+candidates for the team at the training quarters.
+
+At that time freshmen were not barred from varsity teams.
+
+There was a reunion of friends from Lawrenceville and other schools.
+There was Doc Hillebrand, against whom I had played in the Andover game
+the year before. Eddie Holt loomed up and I recalled him as the big
+fellow who played on the Andover team against Lawrenceville two years
+before. He had gone from Andover to Harvard and had played on the
+Harvard team the year before, and had decided to leave Harvard and
+enter Princeton.
+
+There were Lew Palmer, Bummie Booth, Arthur Poe, Bert Wheeler, Eddie
+Burke and many others whom I grew to know well later on.
+
+Trainer Jack McMasters was on the job and put us through some very
+severe preliminary training. It was warm in New Jersey early in
+September, and often in the middle of practice Jack would occasionally
+play the hose on us. It did not take us long to learn that varsity
+football training was much more strenuous than that of the preparatory
+school. The vigorous programme, prepared, especially for me, convinced
+me that McMasters and the coaches had decided that my 224 pounds were
+too much weight. Jack and I used to meet at the field house four
+mornings each week. He would array me in thick woolen things, and top
+them off with a couple of sweaters, so that I felt as big as a house. He
+would then take me out for an excursion of eight miles across country,
+running and walking. Sometimes other candidates kept us company, but
+only Jack and I survived.
+
+On these trips, I would lose anywhere from five to six pounds. I got
+accustomed to this jaunt and its discomforts after a while, but there
+was one thing that always aggravated me. While Jack made me suffer, he
+indulged himself. He would stop at a favorite spring of his, kneel down
+and take a refreshing drink, right before my very eyes, and then,
+although my throat was parched, he would bar me even from wetting my
+tongue. He was decidedly unsociable, but from a training standpoint, he
+was entirely "on to his job."
+
+As both captain and trainer soon found that I was being overworked, I
+had some "let up" of this strenuous system. The extra work in addition
+to the regular afternoon practice, made my days pretty severe going and
+when night came I was not troubled with insomnia.
+
+It was during this time that Biffy Lea, one of Princeton's greatest
+tackles, was slowly but surely making a wonderful tackle out of Doc
+Hillebrand. Bert Wheeler was making rapid strides to attain the position
+of halfback. They were the only two freshmen who made the team that
+year. I was one of those that failed.
+
+We were soon in shape for the first try-out of the season; preliminary
+training was over, and the team was ready for its first game. We won the
+Rutgers game 44 to 0 and after we defeated the Navy, we went to play
+Lafayette at Easton. I had as my opponent in the Lafayette game,
+Rinehart. I shall never forget this game. I was playing left guard
+alongside of Jarvie Geer, who was a substitute for Bill Church, who had
+been injured in practice the week before and could not play. Just before
+the first half was over, Lafayette feinted on a kick, and instead of
+Bray, that star Lafayette fullback, boosting the ball, Barclay shot
+through the line between Geer and myself for thirty yards. There was my
+down-fall. Rinehart had taken care of me beautifully, and finally, Net
+Poe saved the day by making a beautiful tackle of Barclay, who was fast
+approaching the Princeton goal line. There was no score made, but the
+fact that Barclay had made the distance through me, made me feel mighty
+mean. I recall Cochran during the intermission, when he said: "Holt; you
+take Edwards' place at left-guard."
+
+The battle between those giants during the second half was a sight worth
+seeing and an incident recalled by all those who witnessed the game.
+
+Neither side scored and it was a hard-fought struggle.
+
+One day, one play, often ruins a man's chances. I had played as a
+regular in the first three games of the season. I was being tried out
+and had been found wanting. I had proved a disappointment, and I knew
+Cochran knew it and I knew the whole college would know it, but I made
+up my mind to give the very best I had in me, and hoped to square myself
+later and make the team. I knew what it was to be humiliated, taken out
+of a game, and to realize that I had not stood the test. I began to
+reason it out--maybe I was carried away with the fact of having played
+on the varsity team--maybe I did not give my best. Anyway I learned
+much that day. It was my first big lesson of failure in football. That
+failure and its meaning lived with me.
+
+I have always had great respect for Rinehart, and his great team mates.
+Walbridge and Barclay were a great team in themselves, backed up by Bray
+at fullback. It was this same team that, later in the fall, beat
+Pennsylvania, without the services of Captain Walbridge, who had been
+injured.
+
+It was not long after this that Princeton played Cornell at Princeton. I
+recall the day I first saw Joe Beacham, that popular son of Cornell, who
+afterwards coached West Point. He is now in the regular army, stationed
+at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. He was captain of the Cornell team in '96.
+He had on his team the famous players, Dan Reed, on whom Cornell counts
+much in these years to assist Al Sharpe in the coaching; Tom Fennel,
+Taussig and Freeborn. With these stars assisting, Cornell could do
+nothing with Princeton's great team and the score 37 to 0 tells the
+tale.
+
+I was not playing in this game, but recall the following incident. Joe
+Beacham was making a flying run through the Princeton team. A very
+pretty girl covered with furs, wearing the red and white of Cornell, was
+enthusiastically yelling at the top of her voice "Go it, Joe! go it,
+Joe!" much to the delight and admiration of the Princeton
+undergraduates near her. Since then Joe has told me that it was his
+sister. Maybe it was, but as Joe was rushing onward, with Dan Reed and
+Tom Fennel interfering wonderfully for him, and urged on by his fond
+admirer in the grandstand, his progress was rudely halted by the huge
+form of Edwin Crowdis which appeared like a cloud on the horizon and
+projected itself before the oncoming scoring machine of Cornell. When
+they met, great was the crash, for Crowdis spilled the player, ball and
+all. This was the time, the place, and the girl; and it meant that Edwin
+Crowdis had made the Princeton Varsity team.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Brink   Thorne   Hubby   Bray   Bishop   Park   Davis
+Rowland   Jones   Walbridge   Barclay   Ziser   Rinehart   Herr   Gates
+Spear   Best   Weidenmeyer   Hill   Trexler
+
+LAFAYETTE'S GREAT TEAM]
+
+I realized it at the moment, and although I knew that it would probably
+put me in the substitute ranks for the rest of the season, I was wild
+with joy to see Edwin develop at this particular moment, and perform his
+great play. His day had come, his was the reward, and Joe Beacham had
+been laid low. As for the girl, she subsided abruptly, and is said to
+have remarked, as Crowdis smashed the Cornell machine: "Well, I never
+did like a fat man anyway!"
+
+One day in a practice game, against the scrub, this year, Garry Cochran,
+who was standing on the side lines resting from the result of an injury,
+became so frantic over the poor showing of the varsity, pulled off his
+sweater and jumped into the game in spite of the trainers' earnest
+entreaty not to. He tried to instill a new spirit into the game. It was
+one of those terrible Monday practice games, of which every football
+player knows. The varsity could not make any substantial gains against
+the second team, which was unusually strong that year, as most of the
+varsity substitutes were playing. How frantic Bill Church was! He was
+playing tackle alongside of Edwin Crowdis, against whom I was playing.
+My chances of making the Varsity were getting slimmer. Very few practice
+days were left before the men would be selected for the final game. I
+was making the last earnest stand. The varsity line men were not opening
+up the scrub line as easily as they desired, and we were all stopping up
+the offensive play of the Varsity. I was going through very low and
+tackling Crowdis around the legs, trying to carry him back into the
+play. Church was very angry at my doing this, and told Crowdis to hit
+me, if I did it again, but Edwin was a good-natured, clean player; in
+fact, I doubt if he ever rough played any man. Finally, after several
+plays, Church said, "If you don't hit him, I will," and he sure made
+good his threat, for on the next play, when I was at the bottom of the
+heap in the scrimmage, Church handed me one of those stiff "Bill Church
+blows," emphasizing the tribute with his leather thumb protector. There
+was a lively mixup and the scrub and Varsity had an open fight. All was
+soon forgotten, but I still "wear an ear," the lobe of which is a
+constant reminder of Bill Church's spirited play. Nothing ever stood in
+Church's way; he was a hard player, and a powerful tackle.
+
+Slowly but surely, Cochran's great team was perfecting itself into a
+machine. The victory against Harvard at Cambridge was the team's worthy
+reward for faithful service and attention given to the details of the
+game.
+
+As a reward for service rendered, the second team with the Varsity
+substitutes were taken on the trip, and as we saw the great Princeton
+team winning, every man was happy and proud of the joy and knowledge of
+giving something material towards their winning. Sore legs, injuries and
+mistakes were at such a time forgotten. All that was felt was the keen
+sense of satisfaction that comes to men who have helped in the
+construction.
+
+Billie Bannard, aided by superb interference of Fred Smith, was able to
+make himself the hero of that game by a forty-five yard run. Bill Church
+the great tackle broke through the Harvard line and blocked Brown's
+kick, and the ever-watchful end-rush, Howard Brokaw, fell on the ball
+for a touchdown. Cochran had been injured and removed from the game, but
+he was frantic with joy as he walked up and down the Princeton side
+lines, urging further touchdowns.
+
+A happy crowd of Princetonians wended their way back to Princeton to put
+the finishing touches on the team before the Yale game. Those of you
+who recall that '96 game in New York will remember that 6 to 0 in favor
+of Yale was the score, at the end of the first five minutes. Jim Rodgers
+had blocked Johnnie Baird's punt and Bass, the alert end-rush, had
+pounced on the ball and was over for a touchdown in a moment. Great
+groans went up from the Princeton grandstand. Could it be that this
+great acknowledged champion team of Princeton was conceited,
+over-trained and about to be defeated? Certainly not, for there arose
+such a demonstration of team spirit and play as one seldom sees. On the
+next kick-off Johnnie Baird caught the ball, and when he was about to be
+tackled--in fact, was lying on the ground--he passed the ball to Fred
+Smith, that great all-round Princeton athlete, who made the most
+spectacular run of the day. Who will ever forget the wonderful line
+plunging of Ad Kelly, the brilliant end running of Bill Bannard and the
+great part all the other men of the team contributed towards Princeton's
+success, and the score grew and grew by touchdown after touchdown, until
+some one recalled that in this game, the team would say, "Well, we won't
+give any signals; we'll just try a play through Captain Murphy." Maybe
+this was the play that put Murphy out of the game. He played against
+Bill Church, and that was enough exercise for any one man to encounter
+in one afternoon. As Fred Murphy left the field everyone realized that
+it was only his poor physical condition that caused him to give up the
+game. Yale men recall, with great pride, how the year before Murphy had
+put it all over Bill Church. During that game, however, Church's
+physical condition was not what it should have been, and these two giant
+tackles never had a chance to play against each other when they were
+both in prime condition. Both these men were All American calibre.
+
+Johnny Baird, Ad Kelly, Bannard, all made touchdowns and the two
+successful freshmen who had made the team, Hillebrand and Wheeler, both
+registered touchdowns against Yale. As the Yale team left the field,
+they felt the sting of defeat, but there were men who were to have
+revenge at New Haven the next year against Princeton, among whom were
+Chadwick, Rodgers and Chamberlain. They were eager enough to get back at
+us and the next year they surely did. But this was our year for victory
+and celebration, and laurels were bestowed upon the victors. Garry
+Cochran and his loyal team-mates were the lions of the day and hour.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III
+
+ELBOW TO ELBOW
+
+
+"I wonder where my shoes are?" "Who's got my trousers on?" "I wonder if
+the tailor mended my jersey?" "What has become of my head-gear?" "I
+wonder if the cobbler has put new cleats on my shoes?" "Somebody must
+have my stockings on--these are too small." "What has become of my ankle
+brace--can't seem to find it anywhere? I just laid it down here a minute
+ago. I think that freshman pinched my sweater."
+
+All of which is directed to no one in particular, and the Trainer, who
+sits far off in a corner, blowing up a football for the afternoon
+practice, smiles as the players are fishing for their clothes. Just then
+the Captain, who has dressed earlier than the rest, and has had two or
+three of the players out on the field for kicking practice, breaks in
+upon the scene with the remark:
+
+"Don't you fellows all know you're late? You ought to be dressed long
+before this." Then follows the big scramble and soon everybody is out on
+the field.
+
+The Trainer is busy keeping his eye open for any man who is being
+handled too strenuously in the practice. Quick starts are practiced,
+individual training is indulged in. Kicking and receiving punts play
+an important part in the preliminary work.
+
+[Illustration: HOUSE IN DISORDER]
+
+At Williams one afternoon, Fred Daly, former Yale Captain and coach at
+Williams, in trying forward passes instructed his ends to catch them at
+every angle and height. One man continually fumbled his attempt, just as
+he thought he had it sure. He was a new man to Daly, and the latter
+called out to him:
+
+"What is your name?" Back came the reply, which almost broke up the
+football practice for the day: "_Ketchum_ is my name."
+
+Falling on the ball is one of the fundamentals in football. It is the
+ground work that every player must learn. Frank Hinkey, that great Yale
+Captain and player, was an artist in performing this fundamental.
+Playing so wonderfully well the end-rush position, his alertness in
+falling on the ball often meant much distance for Yale. He had wonderful
+judgment in deciding whether to fall on the ball or pick it up.
+
+One of the most important things in football is knowing how to tackle
+properly. Some men take to it naturally and others only learn after
+hard, strenuous practice.
+
+In the old days men were taught to tackle by what is known as "live
+tackling." I recall especially that earnest coach, Johnny Poe, whose
+main object in football coaching was to see that the men tackled hard
+and sure.
+
+Poe, without any padding on at all, would let the men dive into him
+running at full speed, and the men would throw him in a way that seemed
+as though it would maim him for life. Some of the men weighed a hundred
+pounds more than he did, but he would get up and, with a smile, say:
+
+"Come on men, hit me harder; knock me out next time."
+
+After the first two weeks of the season, Johnny Poe was a complete mass
+of black and blue marks; and yet how wonderful and how self sacrificing
+he was in his eagerness to make the Princeton players good tacklers.
+
+But there are few men like Johnny Poe, who are willing to sacrifice
+their own bodies for the instruction of others; and the next best
+method, and one which does not injure the players so much, is tackling
+the "dummy."
+
+As we look at this picture of Howard Henry of Princeton tackling the
+"dummy," we all remember when we were back in the game trying our very
+best to put our shoulder into our opponent's knees and "hit him hard,
+throw him, and hold him." Henry always got his man.
+
+But the thrill of the game is not in tackling the dummy. The joy comes
+in a game, when a man is coming through the line, or making a long run,
+and you throw yourself at his knees, and get your tackle; then up and
+ready for another.
+
+I recall an experience I had at Princeton one year. When I went to
+the Club House to get my uniform, which I wanted to wear in coaching, I
+asked Keene Fitzpatrick, the Trainer, where my suit was. He said:
+
+[Illustration: HIT YOUR MAN LOW]
+
+"It's hanging outside."
+
+I went outside of the dressing room but could see no suit anywhere. He
+came out wearing a broad smile.
+
+"No," he said, "it isn't out here, it's out there hanging in the air. We
+made a dummy out of it."
+
+And there before me I saw my old uniform stuffed with sawdust. I looked
+at myself--in suspense.
+
+After the men have been given the other preliminary work they are taken
+to the charging board. The one shown here is used at Yale. It teaches
+the men quick starting and the use of their hands. It trains them to
+keep their eyes on the ball and impresses them with the fact that if
+they start before the ball is put in play, a penalty will follow. A fast
+charging line has its great value, and every coach is keen to have the
+forwards move fast to clear the way.
+
+Then after the individual coaching is over, the team runs through
+signals, and the practice is on. Before very long the head coach
+announces that practice is over, and the trainer yells:
+
+"Everybody in on the jump," and you soon find yourself back in the
+dressing room.
+
+It does not take you long to get your clothes off and ready for the
+bath. How well some of you will recall that after a hard practice you
+were content to sit and rest awhile on the bench in the dressing-room.
+It may be that, in removing your clothes, you favored an injured knee,
+looked at a sprained ankle, or helped some fellow off with his jersey.
+
+What is finer, after a hard day's practice, than to stand beneath a warm
+shower and gradually let the water grow cold? Everything is lovely until
+some rascal in the bunch throws a cold sponge on you and slaps you
+across the back, or turns the cold water on, when you only want hot.
+
+Then comes the dry-off and the rub-down, which seems to soothe all your
+bruises. This picture of Pete Balliet standing on the end of a bench,
+while Jack McMasters massages an injured knee may recall to many a
+football player the day when the trainer was his best friend. From his
+wonderful physique it is easy to believe that Balliet must have been the
+great center-rush whom the heroes of years ago tell about.
+
+Harry Brown, that great Princeton end-rush, is on the other end of the
+bench, being taken care of by Bill Buss, a jovial old colored attendant,
+who was for so many years a rubber at Princeton.
+
+I know men who never enthuse over football, but just play from a sense
+of college loyalty, and a fear of censure should they not play; who are
+sorry that they were ever big or showed any football ability. College
+sentiment will not allow a football man to remain idle.
+
+[Illustration: REPAIRS]
+
+I knew a man in college, who, on his way to the football field, said:
+
+"Oh, how I hate to drag my body down to the Varsity field to-day to have
+it battered and bruised!"
+
+One does not always enthuse over the hard drudgery of practice. Those
+that witness only the final games of the year, little realize the
+gruesome task of preparedness. Every football player will acknowledge
+that some day he has had these thoughts himself.
+
+But suddenly the day comes when this discouraged player sees a light.
+Perhaps he has developed a hidden power, or it may be that he has broken
+through and made a clean tackle behind the line; perhaps he has made a
+good run and received a compliment from the coach. It may be that his
+side partner has given him a word of encouragement, which may have
+instilled into him a new spirit, and, as a result, he has turned out to
+be a real football player. He then forgets all the bruises and all the
+hard knocks.
+
+How true it is that in one play, or in a practice game, or in a contest
+against an opposing college, a player has found himself. Do you players
+of football remember the day you made the team, the day your chance came
+and you took advantage of it? At such a time a player shows great
+possibilities. He is told by the captain to report at the training house
+for the Varsity signals. Who that has experienced the thrill of that
+moment can ever forget it?
+
+He earns his seat at the Varsity table. He is now on the Varsity squad.
+He goes on, determined to play a better game, and realizes he must hold
+his place at the training table by hard, conscientious work.
+
+One is not unmindful of the traditions that are centered about the board
+where so many heroes of the past have sat. You have a keen realization
+of the fact that you are filling the seat of men who have gone before
+you, and that you must make good, as they made good. Their spirit lives.
+
+The training table is a great school for team spirit. To have a
+successful team, any coach will tell you, there must be a brotherly
+feeling among the members of the team. The men must chum together on and
+off the field. Team work on the field is made much easier if there is
+team work off the field.
+
+I never hear the expression "team mates" used but I recall a certain
+Princeton team, the captain of which was endowed with a wonderful power
+of leadership. There was nothing the men would not do for him. Every man
+on the team regarded him as a big brother. Yet there was one man on the
+squad who seemed inclined to be alone. He had little to say, and when
+his work was over on the field he always went silently away to his room.
+He did not mingle with the other players in the club house after dinner,
+and there did not seem to be much warmth in him.
+
+Garry Cochran, the captain, took some of us into his confidence, and we
+made it our business to draw this fellow out of his shell. It was not
+long before we found that he was an entirely different sort of a person
+from what he had seemed to be.
+
+In a short time, the fellow who was unconsciously retarding good
+fellowship among the members of the team was no longer a silent negative
+individual, but was soon urging us on in a get-together spirit.
+
+It will be impossible to relate all the good times had at a college
+training table. I think that every football man will agree with me that
+we now have a great deal of sympathy for the trainer, whereas in the old
+days we roasted him when it seemed that dinner would never be ready.
+
+How the hungry mob awaited the signal!
+
+"The flag is down," as old Jim Robinson would say, and Arthur Poe would
+yell:
+
+"Fellows, the hash is ready."
+
+Then the hungry crowd would scramble in for the big event of the day.
+There awaited them all the delicacies of a trainer's menu; the food that
+made touchdowns. If the service was slow, the good-natured trainer was
+all at fault, and he too joined in the spirit of their criticism. If
+the steak was especially tender, they would say it was tough. There was
+much juggling of the portions distributed. Fred Daly recalls the first
+week that he and Johnnie Kilpatrick were at the Yale training table. Kil
+called for some chocolate, and Johnnie Mack, the trainer, yelled back:
+
+"What do you think this is, anyway, a hospital?"
+
+That started something for awhile in the way of jollying. Daly recalls
+another incident, that happened often at Yale one year. It is about Bill
+Goebel, who certainly could put the food away. After disposing of about
+twelve plates of ice cream, which he had begged, borrowed or stolen, he
+called one of the innocent waiters over to him and asked in a gentle
+voice: "Say, George, what is the dessert for to-night?"
+
+Then there comes the good-natured "joshing" of the fellow who has made a
+fine play during the practice, or in the game of the day. One or two of
+the fun makers rush around, put their hands on him and hold him tight
+for fear he will not be able to contain himself on account of his
+success of the day. This sort of jollification makes the fellow who has
+made a bad play forget what he might have done, and he too becomes
+buoyant amidst the good fellowship about him.
+
+We all realize what a modest individual the trainer is. If in a
+reminiscent mood to change the subject from football to himself, he
+tells his "ever-on-to-him" admirers some of his achievements in the old
+days there is immediately evidence of preparedness among the players, as
+the following salute is given--with fists beating on the table in
+unison--
+
+[Illustration: THE OLD FAITHFULS]
+
+"One, two, three! _Oh, what a gosh darn lie!_"
+
+But deep in every man's heart, is the keen realization of the trainer's
+value, and his eager effort for their success. His athletic achievements
+and his record are well known, and appreciated by all. He is the pulse
+of the team.
+
+The scrub team at Princeton during my last year was captained by Pop
+Jones, who was a martyr to the game. He was thoroughly reliable, and the
+spirit he instilled into his team mates helped to make our year a
+successful one. This picture will recall the long roll of silent heroes
+in the game, whose joy seemed to be in giving; men who worked their
+hearts out to see the Varsity improve; men who never got the great
+rewards that come to the Varsity players, but received only the thrill
+of doing something constructive. Their reward is in the victories of
+others, for every man knows that it is a great scrub that makes a great
+varsity. If, as you gaze at this picture of the scrub team, it stirs
+your memory of the fellows who used to play against you, and, if, in
+your heart you pay them a silent tribute, you will be giving them only
+their just due. To the uncrowned heroes, who found no fame, the men
+whose hearts were strong, but whose ambitions for a place on the Varsity
+were never realized, we take off our hats.
+
+The fiercest knocks that John DeWitt's team ever had at Princeton were
+in practice against the scrub. It was in this year, on the last day of
+practice, that the undergraduates marched in a body down the field,
+singing and cheering, led by a band of music. Preliminary practice being
+over, the scrub team retired to the Varsity field house, to await the
+signal for the exhibition practice to be given on the Varsity field
+before the undergraduates. A surprise had been promised.
+
+While the Varsity team was awaiting the arrival of the scrub team, it
+was officially announced that the Yale team would soon arrive upon the
+field, and shortly after this, the scrub team appeared with white "Y's"
+sewed on the front of their jerseys. The scrub players took the Yale
+players' names, just as they were to play against Princeton on the
+coming Saturday. There was much fun and enthusiasm, when the assumed
+Hogan would be asked to gain through Cooney, or Bloomer would make a
+run, and the make-believe Foster Rockwell would urge the pseudo Yale
+team on to victory.
+
+John DeWitt had more than one encounter that afternoon with Captain
+Rafferty of Yale. After the practice ended all the players gathered
+around the dummy, which had been very helpful in tackling practice.
+This had been saturated with kerosene awaiting the final event of the
+day. John DeWitt touched it off with a match, and the white "Y" which
+illuminated the chest of the dummy was soon enveloped in flames. A
+college tradition had been lived up to again, and when the team returned
+victorious from New Haven that year, John DeWitt and his loyal team
+mates never forgot those men and the events that helped to make victory
+possible.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV
+
+MISTAKES IN THE GAME
+
+
+Many a football player who reads this book will admit that there arises
+in all of us a keen desire to go back into the game. It is not so much a
+desire just to play in the game for the mere sake of playing as to
+remedy the mistakes we all know we made in the past.
+
+In our football recollections, the defeats we have experienced stand out
+the most vividly. Sometimes they live on as nightmares through the
+years. As we review the old days we realize that we did not always give
+our best. If we could but go back and correct our faults many a defeat
+might be turned into a victory.
+
+We reflect that if we had trained a little harder, if we had been more
+sincere in our work, paid better attention to the advice given us by the
+men who knew, if we had mastered our positions better, it would have
+been a different story on many occasions when defeat was our portion.
+
+But that is now all behind us. The games are over. The scores will
+always stand. Others have taken our places. We have had our day and
+opportunity. In the words of Longfellow,
+
+    "The world belongs to those who come the last."
+
+Our records will remain as we left them on the gridiron. Many a man is
+recalled in football circles as the one who lost his temper in the big
+games and caused his team to suffer by his being ruled out of the game.
+Men say, "Why, that is the fellow who muffed a punt at a critical
+moment," or recall him as the one who "fumbled the ball," when, if he
+had held it, the team would have been saved from defeat.
+
+You recall the man who gave the signals with poor judgment. Maybe you
+are thinking of the man who missed a great tackle or allowed a man to
+get through the line and block a kick. Perhaps a mistaken signal in the
+game caused the loss of a first down, maybe defeat--who knows?
+
+Through our recollection of the things we should have done but failed to
+do for one reason or another, our defeats rise before us more vividly
+now than our victories.
+
+There is only one day to make good and that is the day of the game. The
+next day is too late.
+
+Then there is the ever-present recollection of the fellow who let
+athletics be the big thing in his college life. He did not make good in
+the classroom. He was unfair to himself. He failed to realize that
+athletics was only a part of his college life, that it should have been
+an aid to better endeavor in his studies.
+
+He may have earned his college letter or received a championship gold
+football. And now that he is out in the world he longs for the college
+degree that he has forfeited.
+
+His regrets are the deeper when he realizes that if he had given his
+best and been square with his college and himself, his presence might
+have meant further victories for his team. This is not confined to any
+one college. It is true of all of them and probably always will be true,
+although it is encouraging to note that there is a higher standard of
+scholarship attained on the average by college athletes to-day than a
+decade or so ago.
+
+I wish I could impress this lesson indelibly upon the mind of every
+young football enthusiast--that athletics should go hand in hand with
+college duties. After all it is the same spirit of team work instilled
+into him on the football field that should inspire him in the classroom,
+where his teacher becomes virtually his coach.
+
+When I was at Princeton, we beat Yale three years out of the four, but
+the defeat of 1897 at New Haven stands out most vividly of all in my
+memory. And it is not so much what Yale did as what Princeton did not do
+that haunts me.
+
+One day in practice in 1897, Sport Armstrong, conceded to be one of the
+greatest guards playing, was severely injured in a scrimmage. It was
+found that his neck and head had become twisted and for days he lay at
+death's door on his bed in the Varsity Club House. After a long
+serious illness he got well, but never strong enough to play again. I
+took his place.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Benjamin   Brown   McBride   Cadwalader   Corwin
+Hazen   Hall   Rodgers   Chamberlin   Chadwick   Dudley
+De Saulles
+
+JIM RODGERS' TEAM]
+
+Nearly all of the star players of the '96 Princeton championship team
+were in the lineup. It was Cochran's last year and my first year on the
+Varsity. Our team was heralded as a three-to-one winner. We had beaten
+Dartmouth 30 to 0 and won a great 57 to 0 victory over Lafayette. Yale
+had a good, strong team that had not yet found itself. But there were
+several of us Princeton players who knew from old association in prep.
+school the calibre of some of the men we were facing.
+
+Cochran and I have often recalled together that silent reunion with our
+old team-mates of Lawrenceville. There in front of us on the Yale team
+were Charlie de Saulles, George Cadwalader and Charlie Dudley. We had
+not seen them since we all left prep. school, they to go to New Haven
+and we to Princeton.
+
+When the teams lined up for combat there were no greetings of one old
+schoolmate to another. It was not the time nor place for exchange of
+amenities. As some one has since remarked, "The town was full of
+strangers."
+
+The fact that Dudley was wearing one Lawrenceville stocking only urged
+us on to play harder.
+
+My opponent on the Yale team was Charlie Chadwick, Yale's strong man.
+Foster Sanford tells elsewhere in this book how he prepared him for the
+Harvard game the week before and for this game with Princeton. Our
+coaches had made, as they thought, a study of Chadwick's temperament and
+had instructed me accordingly. I delivered their message in the form of
+a straight arm blow. The compliment was returned immediately by
+Chadwick, and the scrap was on. Dashiell, the umpire, was upon us in a
+moment. I had visions of being ruled out of the game and disgraced.
+
+"You men are playing like schoolboys and ought to be ruled out of the
+game," Dashiell exclaimed, but he decided to give us another chance.
+
+Chadwick played like a demon and I realized before the game had
+progressed very far that I had been coached wrong, for instead of
+weakening his courage my attack seemed to nerve him. He played a very
+wide, defensive guard and it was almost impossible to gain through him.
+
+The play of the Princeton team at the outset was disappointing. Jim
+Rodgers, the Yale captain, was driving his men hard and they responded
+heartily. Some of them stood out conspicuously by their playing. De
+Saulles' open field work was remarkable. I remember well the great run
+of fifty-five yards which he made. He was a wonderfully clever dodger
+and used the stiff arm well. He evaded the Princeton tacklers
+successfully, until Billy Bannard made a tackle on Princeton's 25-yard
+line.
+
+Garry Cochran was one of the Princeton players who failed in his effort
+to tackle de Saulles, although it was a remarkable attempt with a low,
+diving tackle. De Saulles hurdled over him and Cochran struck the
+ground, breaking his right shoulder.
+
+That Cochran was so seriously injured did not become known until after
+de Saulles had finished his long run. Then it was seen that Cochran was
+badly hurt. The trainer ran out and took him to the side lines to fix up
+his injury.
+
+Time was being taken out and as we waited for Cochran to return to the
+game we discussed the situation and hoped that his injury would not
+prove serious. Every one of us realized the tremendous handicap we would
+be under without him.
+
+The tension showed in the faces of Alex Moffat and Johnny Poe as they
+sat there on the side line, trying to reach a solution of the problem
+that confronted them as coaches. They realized better than the players
+that the tide was against them.
+
+To conceal the true location of his injury from the Yale players,
+Cochran had his left shoulder bandaged and entered the scrimmage again,
+game though handicapped, remaining on the field until the trainer
+finally dragged him to the side line.
+
+This was the last football contest in which Garry Cochran took part. He
+was game to the end.
+
+At New Haven that fall Frank Butterworth and some of the other coaches
+had heard a rumor that when Cochran and de Saulles parted at
+Lawrenceville they had a strange understanding. Both had agreed, so the
+rumor went, that should they ever meet in a Yale-Princeton game, one
+would have to leave the game.
+
+Butterworth told de Saulles what he had heard and cautioned him,
+reminding him that he wanted him to play a game that would escape
+criticism. De Saulles put every ounce of himself into his game, Cochran
+did the same. To this day Frank Butterworth and the coaches believe that
+when de Saulles was making his great run up the field he kept his pledge
+to Cochran.
+
+De Saulles and Cochran laugh at the suggestion that it was other than an
+accident, but they have never been able to convince their friends. The
+dramatic element in it was too strong for a mere chance affair.
+
+Princeton's handicap when Cochran had to go out was increased by the
+withdrawal because of injuries of Johnny Baird, the quarterback, that
+wonderful drop-kicker of previous games. He was out of condition and had
+to be carried from the field with a serious injury.
+
+Dudley, the ex-Lawrencevillian, here began to get in his telling
+work. The Yale stands were wild with enthusiasm as they saw their team
+about to score against the much-heralded Princeton team. We were a three
+to one bet. On the next play Dudley went through the Princeton line. At
+the bottom of the heap, hugging the ball and happy in his success, was
+Charlie Dudley, Yale hero, Lawrenceville stocking and all.
+
+[Illustration: COCHRAN WAS GAME TO THE END]
+
+After George Cadwalader had kicked the goal, the score stood 6 to 0.
+
+One of the greatest problems that confronts a coach is to select the
+proper men to start in a game. Injuries often handicap a team. Ad Kelly,
+king of all line-plunging halfbacks, had been injured the week before at
+Princeton and for that reason was not in the original lineup that day at
+New Haven. He was on the side lines waiting for a chance to go in. His
+chance came.
+
+Kelly was Princeton's only hope. Herbert Reed, known among writers on
+football as "Right Wing," thus describes this stage of the game:
+
+"With almost certain defeat staring them in the face, the Tigers made
+one last desperate rally and in doing so called repeatedly on Kelly,
+with the result that with this star carrying the ball in nearly every
+rush the Princeton eleven carried the ball fifty-five yards up the field
+only to lose it at last on a fumble to Jim Rodgers.
+
+"Time and again in the course of this heroic advance, Kelly went into
+or slid outside of tackle practically unaided, bowling along more like a
+huge ball than a human being. It was one of the greatest exhibitions of
+a born runner, of a football genius and much more to be lauded than his
+work the previous year, when he was aided by one of the greatest
+football machines ever sent into a big game."
+
+But Kelly's brilliant work was unavailing and when the game ended the
+score was still 6 to 0. Yale had won an unexpected victory.
+
+The Yale supporters descended like an avalanche upon the field and
+carried off their team. Groups of men paraded about carrying aloft the
+victors. There were Captain Jim Rodgers, Charlie Chadwick, George
+Cadwalader, Gordon Brown, Burr Chamberlain, John Hall, Charlie de
+Saulles, Dudley, Benjamin, McBride, and Hazen.
+
+Many were the injuries in this game. It was a hard fought contest. There
+were interesting encounters which were known only to the players
+themselves. As for myself, it may best be said that I spent three weeks
+in the University of Pennsylvania Hospital with water on the knee. I
+certainly had plenty of time to think about the sadness of defeat--the
+ever present thought--"Wait until next year"--was in my mind. Garry
+Cochran used to say in his talks to the team: "We must win this
+year--make it two years straight against Yale. If you lose, Princeton
+will be a dreary old place for you. It will be a long, hard winter. The
+frost on the window pane will be an inch thick." And, in the sadness of
+our recollections, his words came back to us and to him.
+
+These words came back to me again in 1899.
+
+I had looked forward all the year to our playing Cornell at Ithaca. It
+was just the game we wanted on our schedule to give us the test before
+we met Yale. We surely got a test, and Cornell men to this day will tell
+you of their great victory in 1899 over Princeton, 5 to 0.
+
+There were many friends of mine in Ithaca, which was only thirty miles
+from my old home, and I was naturally happy over the fact that Princeton
+was going to play there. But the loyal supporters who had expected a
+Princeton victory were as disappointed as I was. Bill Robinson, manager
+of the Princeton team, reserved seats for about thirty of my closest
+boyhood friends who came over from Lisle to see the game. The Princeton
+cheering section was rivalled in enthusiasm by the "Lisle section." And
+the disappointment of each one of my friends at the outcome of that
+memorable game was as keen as that of any man from Princeton.
+
+Our team was clearly outplayed. Unfortunately we had changed our signals
+that week and we did not play together. But all the honors were
+Cornell's, her sure footed George Young in the second half made a goal
+from the field, fixing the score at 5 to 0.
+
+I remember the wonderful spirit of victory that came over the Cornell
+team, the brilliant playing of Starbuck, the Cornell captain, and of
+Bill Warner, Walbridge, Young and the other men who contributed to the
+Cornell victory. Percy Field swarmed with Cornell students when the game
+ended, each one of them crazy to reach the members of their team and
+help to carry them victoriously off the field.
+
+Never will I forget the humiliation of the Princeton team. Trolley cars
+never seemed to move as slowly as those cars that carried us that day
+through the streets of Ithaca. Enthusiastic, yelling undergraduates
+grinned at us from the sidewalks as we crawled along to the hotel.
+Sadness reigned supreme in our company. We were glad to get to our
+rooms.
+
+Instead of leaving Ithaca at 9:30 as we had planned, we hired a special
+engine to take our private cars to Owego there to await the express for
+New York on the main line.
+
+My only pleasant recollection of that trip was a brief call I made at
+the home of a girl friend of mine, who had attended the game. My arm was
+in a sling and sympathy was welcome.
+
+As our train rolled over the zig-zag road out of Ithaca, we had a source
+of consolation in the fact that we had evaded the send-off which the
+Cornell men had planned in the expectation that we were to leave on the
+later train.
+
+There were no outstretched hands at Princeton for our homecoming. But
+every man on that Princeton team was grimly determined to learn the
+lesson of the Cornell defeat, to correct faults and leave nothing undone
+that would insure victory for Princeton in the coming game with Yale.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V
+
+MY LAST GAME
+
+
+Every player knows the anxious anticipation and the nerve strain
+connected with the last game of the football season. In my last year
+there were many men on the team who were to say good-bye to their
+playing days. Every player who reads these lines will agree with me that
+it was his keenest ambition to make his last game his best game.
+
+It was in the fall of 1899. There were many of us who had played on a
+victorious team the year before. Princeton had never beaten Yale two
+years in succession. This was our opportunity. Our slogan during the
+entire season had been, "On to New Haven." The dominating idea in the
+mind of everyone was to add another victory over Yale to the one of the
+year before.
+
+The Cornell game with its defeat was forgotten. We had learned our
+lesson. We had made a tremendous advance in two weeks. I recall so well
+the days before the Yale game, when we were leaving for New York en
+route to New Haven. We met at the Varsity field house. I will never
+forget how strange the boys looked in their derby hats and overcoats. It
+was a striking contrast to the regular everyday football costumes and
+campus clothes.
+
+[Illustration: ON TO NEW HAVEN
+
+All Dressed Up and Ready to Go.]
+
+There were hundreds of undergraduates at the station to cheer us off. As
+the train pulled out the familiar strains of "Old Nassau" floated after
+us and we realized that the next time we would see that loyal crowd
+would be in the cheering section on the Princeton side at New Haven.
+
+We went directly to the Murray Hill Hotel, where Princeton had held its
+headquarters for years. After luncheon Walter Christie, the trainer,
+took us up to Central Park. We walked about for a time and finally
+reached the Obelisk.
+
+Biffy Lee, the head coach, suggested that we run through our signals.
+All of us doffed our overcoats and hats and, there on the expansive
+lawn, flanked by Cleopatra's Needle and the Metropolitan Art Museum, we
+ran through our signals.
+
+We then resumed our walk and returned to the hotel for dinner. The
+evening was spent in the hotel parlors, where the team was entertained
+and had opportunity for relaxation from the mental strain that was
+necessarily a part of the situation. A general reception took place in
+the corridors, players of old days came around to see the team, to
+revive old memories, and cheer the men of the team on to victory.
+
+Football writers from the daily papers mingled with the throng, and
+their accounts the following day reflected the optimistic spirit they
+encountered. The betting odds were quoted at three to one on Princeton.
+"Betting odds" is the way some people gauge the outcome of a football
+contest, but I have learned from experience, that big odds are not
+justified on either side in a championship game.
+
+We were up bright and early in the morning and out for a walk before
+breakfast. Our team then took the ten o'clock train for New Haven. Only
+those who have been through the experience can appreciate the difficulty
+encountered in getting on board a train for New Haven on the day of a
+football game.
+
+We were ushered through a side entrance, however, and were finally
+landed in the special cars provided for us.
+
+On the journey there was a jolly good time. Good fellowship reigned
+supreme. That relieved the nervous tension. Arthur Poe and Bosey Reiter
+were the leading spirits in the jollification. A happier crowd never
+entered New Haven than the Princeton team that day. The cars pulled in
+on a siding near the station and everybody realized that we were at last
+in the town where the coveted prize was. We were after the Yale ball.
+"On to New Haven" had been our watchword. We were there.
+
+Following a light lunch in our dining car we soon got our football
+clothes, and, in a short time, the palatial Pullman car was transformed.
+It assumed the appearance of the dressing room at Princeton. Football
+togs hung everywhere. Nose-guards, head-gears, stockings, shin-guards,
+jerseys, and other gridiron equipment were everywhere. Here and there
+the trainer or his assistants were limbering up joints that needed
+attention.
+
+Two big buses waited at the car platform. The team piled into them. We
+were off to the field. The trip was made through a welcome of friendly
+salutes from Princeton men encountered on the way. Personal friends of
+individual players called to them from the sidewalks. Others shouted
+words of confidence. Old Nassau was out in overwhelming force.
+
+No team ever received more loyal support. It keyed the players up to the
+highest pitch of determination. Their spirits, naturally at a high mark,
+rose still higher under the warmth of the welcome. Repression was a
+thing of the past. Every player was jubilant and did not attempt to
+conceal the fact.
+
+The enthusiasm mounted as we neared the scene of the coming battle. As
+we entered the field the air was rent by a mighty shout of welcome from
+the Princeton hosts. Our hearts palpitated in response to it. There was
+not a man of the team that did not feel himself repaid a thousand-fold
+for the season's hard knocks.
+
+But this soon gave way to sober thought of the work ahead of us. We were
+there for business. Falling on the ball, sprinting and limbering up,
+and running through a few signals, we spent the few minutes before the
+Yale team came through the corner of the field. The scenes of enthusiasm
+that had marked our arrival were repeated, the Yale stand being the
+center this time of the maelstrom of cheers. I shall not attempt to
+describe our own feelings as we got the first glimpse of our opponents
+in the coming fray. Who can describe the sensations of the contestants
+in the first moment of a championship game?
+
+But it was not long before the coin had been tossed, and the game was
+on. Not a man who has played in the line will ever forget how he tried
+to block his man or get down the field and tackle the man with the ball.
+I recall most vividly those three strapping Yale center men, Brown, Hale
+and Olcott, flanked by Stillman and Francis. There was Al Sharpe and
+McBride. Fincke was at quarter.
+
+If there had been any one play during the season that we had had drilled
+into us, a play which we had hoped might win the game, it was the long
+end run. It was Lea's pet play.
+
+I can recall the herculean work we had performed to perfect this play.
+It was time well spent. The reward came within seven minutes after the
+game began. The end running ability of that great player, Bosey Reiter
+showed. Every man was doing his part, and the play was made possible.
+Reiter scored a touchdown along the side of the field. I never saw a
+happier man than Bosey. But he was no happier than his ten team-mates.
+They were leaping in the air with joy. The Princeton stand arose in a
+solid body and sent an avalanche of cheers across the field.
+
+What proved to be one of the most important features of the game was the
+well-delivered punt by Bert Wheeler, who kicked the ball out to
+Hutchinson. Hutch heeled it in front of the goal and Bert Wheeler
+boosted the ball straight over the cross bar and Princeton scored an
+additional point. At that moment we did not realize that this would be
+the decisive factor in the Princeton victory.
+
+As the Princeton team went back to the middle of the field to take their
+places for the next kick-off, the Princeton side of the field was a
+perfect bedlam of enthusiasm. Old grads were hugging each other on the
+side lines, and every eye was strained for the next move in the game.
+
+At the same time the Yale stand was cheering its side and urging the
+Blue players to rally. McBride, the Yale captain, was rousing his men
+with the Yale spirit, and they realized what was demanded of them. The
+effect became evident. It showed how Yale could rise to an occasion. We
+felt that the old bull-dog spirit of Yale was after us--as strong as
+ever.
+
+How wonderfully well McBride, the Yale captain, kicked that day! What a
+power he was on defence! I saw him do some wonderful work. It was after
+one of his long punts, which, with the wind in his favor, went about
+seventy yards, that Princeton caught the ball on the ten-yard line.
+
+Wheeler dropped back to kick. The Yale line men were on their toes ready
+to break through and block the kick. The Yale stand was cheering them
+on. Stillman was the first man through. It seemed as if he were
+off-side. Wheeler delayed his kick, expecting that an off-side penalty
+would be given. When he did kick, it was too late, the ball was blocked
+and McBride fell on it behind the goal line, scoring a touchdown for
+Yale, and making the score 6 to 5 in favor of Princeton.
+
+Believe me, the Yale spirit was running high. The men were playing like
+demons. Here was a team that was considered a defeated team before the
+game. Here were eleven men who had risen to the occasion and who were
+slowly, but surely, getting the best of the argument.
+
+Gloom hung heavy over the Princeton stand. Defeat seemed inevitable. Of
+eleven players who started in the game on the Princeton side, eight had
+been incapacitated by injuries of one kind or another. Doc Hillebrand,
+the ever-reliable, All-American tackle, had been compelled to leave the
+game with a broken collar-bone just before McBride made his touchdown.
+
+I remember well the play in which he was injured and I have
+resurrected a photograph that was snapped of the game at the moment that
+he was lying on the ground, knocked out.
+
+[Illustration: HILLEBRAND'S LAST CHARGE]
+
+Bummie Booth, who had stood the strain of the contest wonderfully well,
+and had played a grand game against Hale, gave way to Horace Bannard,
+brother of Bill Bannard, the famous Princeton halfback of '98.
+
+It was no wonder that Princeton was downcast when McBride scored the
+touchdown and the goal was about to be kicked.
+
+Just then I saw a man in football togs come out from the side lines
+wearing a blue visor cap. He was to kick for the goal. It was an unusual
+spectacle on a football field. I rushed up to the referee, Ed
+Wrightington of Harvard, and called his attention to the man with the
+cap. I asked if that man was in the game.
+
+"Why," he replied with a broad smile, "you ought to know him. He is the
+man you have been playing against all along, Gordon Brown. He only ran
+into the side lines to get a cap to shade his eyes."
+
+I am frank to say that it was one on me, but the chagrin wore off when
+Brown missed the goal, which would have tied the final score, and robbed
+Princeton of the ultimate victory.
+
+The tide of battle turned toward Yale. Al Sharpe kicked a goal from the
+field, from the forty-five yard line. It was a wonderful achievement.
+It is true that circumstances later substituted Arthur Poe for him as
+the hero of the game, but those who witnessed Sharpe's performance will
+never forget it. The laurels that he won by it were snatched from him by
+Poe only in the last half-minute of play. The score was changed by
+Sharpe's goal from 6 to 5 in our favor to 10 to 6. Yale leading.
+
+The half was over. The score was 10 to 6 against Princeton. Every
+Princeton player felt that there was still a real opportunity to win
+out. We were all optimistic. This optimism was increased by the appeals
+made to the men in the dressing room by the coaches. It was not long
+before the team was back on the field more determined than ever to carry
+the Yale ball back to Princeton.
+
+The last half of this game is everlastingly impressed upon my memory.
+Every man that played for Princeton, although eight of them were
+substitutes, played like a veteran. I shall ever treasure the memory of
+the loyal support that those men gave me as captain, and their response
+to my appeal to stand together and play not only for Princeton but for
+the injured men on the side-lines whose places they had taken.
+
+The Yale team had also heard some words of football wisdom in their
+dressing room. Previous encounters with Princeton had taught them that
+the Tiger could also rally. They came on the field prepared to fight
+harder than ever. McBride and Brown were exhorting their men to do
+their utmost.
+
+Princeton was out-rushing Yale but not out-kicking them. Yale knew that
+as well as we did.
+
+It was a Yale fumble that gave us the chance we were waiting for. Bill
+Roper, who had taken Lew Palmer's place at left end, had his eyes open.
+He fell on the ball. Through his vigilance, Princeton got the chance to
+score. Now was our chance.
+
+Time was passing quickly. We all knew that something extraordinary would
+have to be done to win the day. It remained for Arthur Poe to
+crystallize this idea into action. It seemed an inspiration.
+
+"We've got to kick," he said to me, "and I would like to try a goal from
+the field. We haven't got much time."
+
+Nobody appreciated the situation more than I did. I knew we would have
+to take a chance and there was no one I would have selected for the job
+quicker than Arthur Poe. How we needed a touchdown or a goal from the
+field!
+
+Poe, Pell and myself were the three members of the original team left.
+How the substitutes rallied with us and gave the perfect defence that
+made Poe's feat possible is a matter of history. As I looked around from
+my position to see that the defensive formation was right, I recall how
+small Arthur Poe looked there in the fullback position. Here was a man
+doing something we had never rehearsed as a team. But safe and sure the
+pass went from Horace Bannard and as Biffy Lea remarked after the game,
+"when Arthur kicked the ball, it seemed to stay up in the air about
+twenty minutes."
+
+Some people have said that I turned a somersault and landed on my ear,
+and collapsed. Anyhow, it all came our way at the end, the ball sailed
+over the cross bar. The score then was 11 to 10, and the Princeton stand
+let out a roar of triumph that could be heard way down in New Jersey.
+
+There were but thirty-six seconds left for play. Yale made a splendid
+supreme effort to score further. But it was futile.
+
+Crowds had left the field before Poe made his great goal kick. They had
+accepted a Yale victory as inevitable. Some say that bets were paid on
+the strength of this conviction. The Yale _News_, which went to press
+five minutes before the game ended, got out an edition stating that Yale
+had won. They had to change that story.
+
+During the seconds preceding Poe's kick for a goal I had a queer
+obsession. It was a serious matter to me then. I can recall it now with
+amusement. "Big" was a prefix not of my own selection. I had never
+appreciated its justification, however, until that moment.
+
+Horace Bannard was playing center. I had my left hand clasped under the
+elastic in his trouser leg, ready to form a barrier against the Yale
+forwards. Brown, Hale and McBride tried to break through to block the
+kick. I thought of a million things but most of all I was afraid of a
+blocked kick. To be frank, I was afraid I would block it--that Poe
+couldn't clear me, that he would kick the ball into me.
+
+[Illustration: AL SHARPE'S GOAL]
+
+I crouched as low as I could, and the more I worried the larger I seemed
+to be and I feared greatly for what might occur behind me. It seemed as
+if I were swelling up. But finally, as I realized that the ball had gone
+over me and was on its way to the goal, I breathed a sigh of relief and
+said,
+
+"Thank God, it cleared!"
+
+How eager we were to get that ball, the hard-earned prize, which now
+rests in the Princeton gymnasium, a companion ball to the one of the
+1898 victory. Yes, it had all been accomplished, and we were happy. New
+Haven looked different to us. It was many years since Princeton had sent
+Yale down to defeat on Yale Field.
+
+Victory made us forget the sadness of former defeats. It was a joyous
+crowd that rode back to the private cars. Varsity players and
+substitutes shared alike in the joy, which was unrestrained. We soon had
+our clothes changed, and were on our way to New York for the banquet and
+celebration of our victory.
+
+Arthur Poe was the lion of the hour. No finer fellow ever received more
+just tribute.
+
+It would take a separate volume to describe the incidents of that trip
+from New Haven to New York. Before it had ended we realized if we never
+had realized it before how sweet was victory, and how worth while the
+striving that brought it to us.
+
+Suffice it to say that that Yale football was the most popular
+"passenger" on the train. Over and over we played the game and a million
+caresses were lavished upon the trophy.
+
+This may seem an excess of sentiment to some, but those who have played
+football understand me. Looking back through the retrospect of seventeen
+years, I realize that I did not fully understand then the meaning of
+those happy moments. I now appreciate that it was simply the deep
+satisfaction that comes from having made good--the sense of real
+accomplishment.
+
+Enthusiastic Princeton men were waiting for us at the Grand Central
+Station. They escorted us to the Murray Hill Hotel, and the wonderful
+banquet that awaited us. The spirit of the occasion will be understood
+by football players and enthusiasts who have enjoyed similar
+experiences.
+
+The members of the team just sat and listened to speeches by the alumni
+and coaches. It all seemed too good to be true. When the gathering broke
+up, the players became members of different groups, who continued their
+celebration in the various ways provided by the hospitality of the great
+city.
+
+[Illustration: TOUCHING THE MATCH TO VICTORY]
+
+Hillebrand and I ended the night together. When we awoke in the
+morning, the Yale football was there between our pillows, the bandaged
+shoulder and collar-bone of Hillebrand nestling close to it.
+
+Then came the home-going of the team to Princeton, and the huge bonfire
+that the whole university turned out to build. Some nearby wood yard was
+looking the next day for thirty-six cords of wood that had served as the
+foundation for the victorious blaze. It was learned afterward that the
+owner of the cord-wood had backed the team--so he had no regrets.
+
+The team was driven up in buses from the station. It was a proud
+privilege to light the bonfire. Every man on the team had to make a
+speech and then we had a banquet at the Princeton Inn. Later in the year
+the team was banqueted by the alumni organizations around the country.
+Every man had a peck of souvenirs--gold matchsafes, footballs, and other
+things. Nothing was too good for the victors. Well, well, "To the
+victors belong the spoils." That is the verdict of history.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI
+
+HEROES OF THE PAST
+
+THE EARLY DAYS
+
+
+We treasure the memory of the good men who have gone before. This is
+true of the world's history, a nation's history, that of a state, and of
+a great university. Most true is it of the memory of men of heroic mold.
+As schoolboys, our imaginations were fired by the records of the
+brilliant achievements of a Perry, a Decatur or a Paul Jones; and, as we
+grow older, we look back to those heroes of our boyhood days, and our
+hearts beat fast again as we recall their daring deeds and pay them
+tribute anew for the stout hearts, the splendid fighting stamina, and
+the unswerving integrity that made them great men in history.
+
+In every college and university there is a hall of fame, where the
+heroes of the past are idolized by the younger generations. Trophies,
+portraits, old flags and banners hang there. Threadbare though they may
+be, they are rich in memories. These are, however, only the material
+things--"the trappings and the suits" of fame--but in the hearts of
+university men the memory of the heroes of the past is firmly and
+reverently enshrined. Their achievements are a distinguished part of
+the university's history--a part of our lives as university men--and we
+are ever ready now to burn incense in their honor, as we were in the old
+days to burn bonfires, in celebration of their deeds.
+
+It is well now that we recall some of the men who have stood in the
+front line of football; in the making and preservation of the great
+game. Many of them have not lived to see the results of their service to
+the sport which they deemed to be manly and worth while. It is, however,
+because they stood there during days, often full of stress and severe
+criticism of the game, staunch and resistless, that football occupies
+its present high plane in the athletic world.
+
+It may be that some of their names are not now associated with football.
+Some of them are captains of industry. They are in the forefront of
+public affairs. Some of them are engaged in the world's work in far-away
+lands. But the spirit that these men apply to their life work is the
+same spirit that stirred them on the gridiron. Their football training
+has made them better able to fight the battle of life.
+
+Men who gave signals, are now directing large industries. Players who
+carried the ball, are now carrying trade to the ends of the world. Men
+who bucked the line, are forging their way sturdily to the front. Men
+who were tackles, are still meeting their opponents with the same
+intrepid zeal. The men who played at end in those days, are to-day
+seeing that nothing gets around them in the business world. The public
+is the referee and umpire. It knows their achievements in the greater
+game of life.
+
+It is not my purpose to select an all-star football team from the long
+list of heroes past and present. It is not possible to select any one
+man whom we can all crown as king. We all have our football idols, our
+own heroes, men after whom we have patterned, who were our inspiration.
+
+We can never line up in actual scrimmage the heroes of the past with
+those of more recent years. What a treat if this could be arranged!
+
+There are many men I have idolized in football, not only for their
+record as players, but for the loyalty and spirit for the game which
+they have inspired.
+
+
+Walter Camp
+
+When I asked Walter Camp to write the introduction to this book, I told
+him that as he had written about football players for twenty years it
+was up to some one to relate some of _his_ achievements as a football
+player. We all know Walter Camp as a successful business man and as a
+football genius whose strategy has meant much to Yale. His untiring
+efforts, his contributions to the promotion of the best interests of the
+game, stand as a brilliant record in the history of football. To give
+him his just due would require a special volume. The football world
+knows Walter Camp as a thoroughbred, a man who has played the game
+fairly, and sees to it that the game is being played fairly to-day.
+
+We have read his books, enjoyed his football stories, and kept in touch
+with the game through his newspaper articles. He is the loyal,
+ever-present critic on the side lines and the helpful adviser in every
+emergency. He has helped to safeguard the good name of football and kept
+pace with the game until to-day he is known as the "Father of football."
+
+Let us go back into football history where, in the recollections of
+others, we shall see Freshman Camp make the team, score touchdowns, kick
+goals and captain Yale teams to victory.
+
+F. R. Vernon, who was a freshman at Yale when Camp was a sophomore,
+draws a vivid word picture of Camp in his active football days. Vernon
+played on the Yale team with Camp.
+
+"Walter Camp in his football playing days," says Vernon, "was built
+physically on field running lines; quick on his legs and with his arms.
+His action was easy all over and seemed to be in thorough control from a
+well-balanced head, from which looked a pair of exceptionally keen,
+piercing, expressive brown eyes.
+
+"Camp was always alert, and seemed to sense developments before they
+occurred. One of my chief recollections of Camp's play was his great
+confidence with the ball. In his room, on the campus, in the gym',
+wherever he was, if possible, he would have a football with him. He
+seemed to know every inch of its surface, and it seemed almost as if the
+ball knew him. It would stick to his palm, like iron to a magnet.
+
+"In one of his plays, Camp would run down the side of the field, the
+ball held far out with one arm, while the other arm was performing
+yeoman service in warding off the oncoming tacklers. Frequently he would
+pass the ball from one hand to the other, while still running, depending
+upon which arm he saw he would need for defense. Smilingly and
+confidently, Camp would run the gauntlet of opposing players for many
+consecutive gains. I do not recall one instance in which he lost the
+ball through these tactics.
+
+"It was a pretty game to play and a pretty game to look at. Would that
+the rules could be so worded as to make the football of Camp's time the
+football of to-day!
+
+"Walter Camp's natural ability as a football player was recognized as
+soon as he entered Yale in 1876. He made the 'varsity at once and played
+halfback. It was in the first Harvard football game at Hamilton Park
+that the Harvard captain, who was a huge man with a full, bushy beard,
+saw Walter Camp, then a stripling freshman in uniform, and remarked to
+the Yale Captain:
+
+"'You don't mean to let that child play; he is too light; he will get
+hurt.'
+
+"Walter made a mental note of that remark, and during the game the
+Harvard captain had occasion to remember it also, when in one of the
+plays Camp tackled him, and the two went to the ground with a heavy
+thud. As the Harvard captain gradually came to, he remarked to one of
+his team mates:
+
+"'Well, that little fellow nearly put me out!'
+
+"Camp's brilliant playing earned him the captaincy of the team in 1878
+and 1879. He had full command of his men and was extremely popular with
+them, but this did not prevent his being a stickler for discipline.
+
+"In my day on the Yale team with Camp," Vernon states, "Princeton was
+our dire opponent. For a week or so before a Princeton game, we all
+agreed to stay on the campus and to be in bed every night by eleven
+o'clock. Johnny Moorhead, who was one of our best runners, decided one
+night to go to the theatre, however, and was caught by Captain Camp,
+whereupon we were all summoned out of bed to Camp's room, shortly before
+midnight. After the roundup we learned the reason for our unexpected
+meeting. There was some discussion in which Camp took very little part.
+No one expected that Johnny would receive more than a severe reprimand
+and this feeling was due largely to the fact that we needed him in the
+game. Imagine our surprise, therefore, when Camp, who had left us for a
+moment, returned to the room and handed in his resignation as captain of
+the team. We revolted at this. Johnny, who sized up the situation,
+rather than have the team lose Camp, decided to quit the team himself.
+What occurred the next day between Camp and Johnny Moorhead we never
+knew, but Johnny played in the game and squared himself."
+
+Walter Camp's name is coupled with that of Chummy Eaton in football
+history. "Eaton was on the left end rush line," says Vernon, "and played
+a great game with Camp down the side line. When one was nearly caught
+for a down, the other would receive the ball from him on an over-head
+throw and proceed with the run. Camp and Eaton would repeat this play,
+sending the ball back and forth down the side of the field for great
+gains.
+
+"In one of the big games in the fall of 1879, Eaton had a large muscle
+in one of his legs torn and had to quit playing for that season." Vernon
+was put in Chummy's place. "But I couldn't fill Chummy's shoes," Vernon
+acknowledges, "for he and Camp had practiced their beautiful side line
+play all the fall.
+
+"The next year Chummy's parents wouldn't let him play, but Chummy was
+game--he simply couldn't resist--it was a case of Love Before Duty with
+him. He played on the Yale team the next fall, however, but not as
+Eaton, and every one who followed football was wondering who that star
+player 'Adams' was and where he came from. But those on the inside knew
+it was Chummy.
+
+"Frederic Remington," says Vernon, "was a member of our team. We were
+close friends and spent many Sunday afternoons on long walks. I can see
+him now with his India ink pencil sketching as we went along, and I must
+laugh now at the nerve I had to joke him about his efforts.
+
+"Remy was a good football player and one of the best boxers in college.
+Dear Old Remy is gone, but he left his mark."
+
+Other men, equally prominent old Yale men tell me, who were on the team
+that year were Hull, Jack Harding, Ben Lamb, Bob Watson, Pete Peters and
+many others.
+
+Walter Camp, as Yale gridiron stories go, was not only captain of his
+team, but in reality also its coach. Perhaps he can be called the
+pioneer coach of Yale football. It is most interesting to listen to old
+time Yale players relate incidents of the days when they played under
+Walter Camp as their captain: how they came to his room by invitation at
+night, sat on the floor with their backs to the wall, with nothing in
+the center of the room but a regulation football. There they got
+together, talked things over, made suggestions and comparisons. And it
+is said of Camp that he would do more listening by far than talking.
+This was characteristic, for although he knew so much of the game he was
+willing to get every point of view and profit by every suggestion.
+
+In 1880 Camp relinquished the captaincy to R. W. Watson. Yale again
+defeated Harvard, Camp kicking a goal from placement. Following this
+R. W. Watson ran through the entire Harvard team for a touchdown.
+
+Harvard men were greatly pained when Walter Camp played again in 1881.
+He should have graduated in 1880. This game was also won by Yale, thus
+making the fourth victorious Yale team that Camp played on. This record
+has never been equalled. Camp played six years at Yale.
+
+John Harding was another of the famous old Yale stars who played on
+Walter Camp's team.
+
+"It is now more than thirty-five years since my days on the football
+gridiron," writes Harding. "What little elementary training I got in
+football, I attribute to the old game of 'theory,' which for two years
+on spring and summer evenings, after supper, we used to play at St.
+Paul's School in Concord, N. H., on the athletic grounds near the Middle
+School. One fellow would be 'it' as we dashed from one side of the
+grounds to the other and when one was trapped he joined the 'its,' until
+everybody was caught. I learned there how to dodge, as well as the
+rudiments of the necessary football accomplishment of how to fall down
+without getting hurt. As a result of this experience, with my chum,
+W. A. Peters, when we got down to Yale in the fall of '76, we offered
+ourselves as willing victims for the University football team, and with
+the result that we both 'made' the freshman team, and had our first
+experience in a match game of football against the Harvard freshman at
+Boston. I don't remember who won that contest, but I do remember the
+University eleven, under Eugene Baker's careful training, beating
+Harvard that fall at New Haven and my football enthusiasm being fired up
+to a desire to make the team, if it were possible.
+
+"Of course, Walter Camp has for many years, and deservedly so, been
+regarded as the father of football at Yale, but in my day, and at least
+until Baker left college, he was only an ordinary mortal and a good
+halfback. Baker was the unquestioned star and I cannot disabuse my mind
+that he was the original football man of Yale, and at least entitled to
+the title of 'grandfather' of the game there and it was from him that my
+tuition mainly came.
+
+"My impression is that Baker was always for the open running and passing
+game and that mass playing and flying wedges and the various refinements
+of the game that depended largely on 'beef' were of a later day.
+
+"For four years I played in the rush line with Walter Camp as a
+halfback, and for two years, at least, with Hull and Ben Lamb on either
+side of me, all of us somehow understanding each other's game and all
+being ready and willing to help each other out. Whatever ability and
+dexterity I may have developed seemed to show itself at its best when
+playing with them and to prove that good team work and 'knowing your
+man' wins.
+
+"I got to know Walter Camp's methods and ways of playing, so that,
+somehow or other, I could judge pretty well where the ball was going to
+drop when he kicked and could navigate myself about so that I was, more
+often than any one else on our side, near the ball when it dropped to
+the ground, and, if perchance, it happened to be muffed by an opposing
+player, which put me 'on side,' the chances of a touchdown, if I got the
+ball, were excellent, and Hull and Lamb were somehow on hand to back me
+up and were ready to follow me in any direction.
+
+"During my last two years of football the 'rushers' were unanimously of
+the opinion that the kicking, dodging and passing open game was the game
+we should strive for and that it was the duty of the halfback and backs
+to end their runs with a good long punt, wherever possible, and give us
+a chance to get under the ball when it came down, while the rest of the
+team behind the line were in favor of a running mass play game,
+particularly in wet and slippery weather.
+
+"I remember once in my senior year our divergence of views on this
+question, about three weeks before the final game, nearly split our
+team, and that as a result I nearly received the doubtful honor of
+becoming the captain of a defeated Yale team. Camp, fearful of wet
+weather and possible snow at the Thanksgiving game, and with Channing,
+Eaton and Fred Remington as the heavy Yale ends and everybody 'big' in
+the rush line excepting myself, was trying to develop us with as little
+kicking as possible, and was sensitive because of the protests from the
+rush line that there was no kicking. We were all summoned one evening to
+his room in Durfee; the situation explained, together with his
+unwillingness to assume the responsibility of captain unless his ideas
+were followed; his fear of defeat, if they were not followed, his
+willingness to continue on the team as a halfback and to do his best and
+his resignation as captain with the suggestion of my taking the
+responsibility of the position. Things looked blue for Yale when Walter
+walked out of the door, but after some ten minutes' discussion we
+decided that the open game was the better, despite Camp's opinion to the
+contrary, but that we could not play the open game without Camp as
+captain. Some one was sent out to bring Walter back; matters were
+smoothed out; we played the open game and never lost a touchdown during
+the season. But during the four years I was on the Yale varsity we
+never lost but one touchdown, from which a goal was kicked and there
+were no goals kicked from the field. This goal was lost to Princeton,
+and I think was in the fall of '78, the year that Princeton won the
+championship. The two men that were more than anybody else responsible
+for the record were Eugene Baker and Walter Camp, but behind it all was
+the old Yale spirit, which seems to show itself better on the football
+field than in any other branch of athletics."
+
+
+Theodore M. McNair
+
+On December 19th, 1915, there appeared in the newspapers a notice of the
+death of an old Princeton athlete, in Japan--Theodore M. McNair--who,
+while unknown to the younger football enthusiasts, was considered a
+famous player in his day. To those who saw him play the news brought
+back many thrills of his adventures upon the football field. The
+following is what an old fellow player has to say about his team mate:
+
+"Princeton has lost one of her most remarkable old time athletes in the
+death of Theodore M. McNair of the class of 1879.
+
+"McNair was a classmate of Woodrow Wilson. After his graduation he
+became a Presbyterian missionary, a professor in a Tokio college and the
+head of the Committee that introduced the Christian hymnal into Japan.
+
+"To old Princeton graduates, however, McNair is known best as a great
+football player who was halfback on the varsity three years and was
+regarded as a phenomenal dodger, runner and kicker. In the three years
+of his varsity experience McNair went down to defeat only once, the
+first game in which he appeared as a regular player. The contest was
+with Harvard and was played between seasons--April 28th, 1877--at
+Cambridge. Harvard won the game by 2 touchdowns to 1 for the Tigers.
+McNair made the touchdown for his team. This match is interesting in
+that it marked the first appearance of the canvas jacket on the football
+field. Smock, one of the Princeton halfbacks, designed such a jacket for
+himself and thereafter for many seasons football players of the leading
+Eastern colleges adopted the garment because it made tackling more
+difficult under the conditions of those days. McNair was of large frame
+and fleet of foot. He was especially clever in handling and passing the
+ball, which in those days was more of an art than at present. It was not
+unusual for the ball to be passed from player to player after a
+scrimmage until a touchdown or a field goal was made.
+
+"Walter Camp was one of McNair's Yale adversaries. They had many punting
+duels in the big games at St. George's Cricket Grounds, Hoboken, but
+Camp never had the satisfaction of sending McNair off the field with a
+beaten team."
+
+
+Alexander Moffat
+
+Every football enthusiast who saw Alex Moffat play had the highest
+respect for his ability in the game. Alex Moffat was typically
+Princetonian. His interest in the game was great, and he was always
+ready to give as much time as was needed to the coaching of the
+Princeton teams. His hard, efficient work developed remarkable kickers.
+He loved the game and was a cheerful, encouraging and sympathetic coach.
+From a man of his day I have learned something about his playing, and
+together we can read of this great all-round athlete.
+
+Alex Moffat was so small when he was a boy that he was called
+"Teeny-bits." He was still small in bone and bulk when he entered
+Princeton. Alex had always been active in sport as a boy. Small as he
+was, he played a good game of baseball and tennis and he distinguished
+himself by his kicking in football before he was twelve years of age.
+The game was then called Association Football, and kicking formed a
+large part of it. At an early age, he became proficient in kicking with
+right or left foot. When he was fifteen he created a sensation over at
+the Old Seminary by kicking the black rubber Association football clear
+over Brown Hall. That was kick enough for a boy of fifteen with an old
+black, rubber football. If anybody doubts it, let him try to do the
+trick.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Wanamaker   Belknap   Finney   Travers   Harlan
+Kennedy   Lamar   Bird   Kimball   De Camp
+Baker   Alex   Moffat   Harris
+
+ALEX MOFFAT AND HIS TEAM]
+
+The Varsity team of Princeton in the fall of '79 was captained by Bland
+Ballard of the class of '80. He had a bunch of giants back of him. There
+were fifteen on the team in those days, and among them were such men as
+Devereaux, Brotherlin, Bryan, Irv. Withington, and the mighty McNair.
+The scrub team player at that time was pretty nearly any chap that was
+willing to take his life in his hands by going down to the field and
+letting those ruthless giants step on his face and generally muss up his
+physical architecture.
+
+When Alex announced one day that he was going to take a chance on the
+scrub team, his friends were inclined to say tenderly and regretfully,
+"Good night, sweet prince." But Alex knew he was there with the kick,
+whether it came on the left or right, and he made up his mind to have a
+go with the canvas-backed Titans of the Varsity team. One fond friend
+watching Alex go out on the field drew a sort of consolation from the
+observation that "perhaps Alex was so small the Varsity men wouldn't
+notice him." But Alex soon showed them that he was there. He got in a
+punt that made Bland Ballard gasp. The big captain looked first at the
+ball, way up in the air, then looked at Alex and he seemed to say as the
+Scotsman said when he compared the small hen and the huge egg, "I hae me
+doots. It canna be."
+
+After that the Varsity men took notice of Alex. When the ball was
+passed back to him next the regulars got through the scrub line so fast
+that Alex had to try for a run. Bland Ballard caught him up in his arms,
+and finding him so light and small, spared himself the trouble of
+throwing him down. Ballard simply sank down on the ground with Alex in
+his arms and began rolling over and over with him towards the scrub
+goal. Alex cried "Down! Down!" in a shrill, treble voice that brought an
+exclamation from the side line. "It's a shame to do it. Bland Ballard is
+robbing the cradle."
+
+Such was Alex Moffat in the fall of '79, still something of the
+"Teeny-bits" that he was in early boyhood. In two years Alex's name was
+on the lips of every gridiron man in the country, and in his senior
+year, as captain, he performed an exploit in goal kicking that has never
+been equalled.
+
+In the game with Harvard in the fall of '83, he kicked five goals, four
+being drop kicks and one from a touchdown. His drop kicks were all of
+them long and two of them were made with the left foot. Alex grew in
+stature and in stamina and when he was captain he was regarded as one of
+the most brilliant fullbacks that the game had ever known. He never was
+a heavy man, but he was swift and slippery in running, a deadly tackler,
+and a kicker that had not his equal in his time.
+
+Alex remained prominent in football activity until his death in 1914.
+He served in many capacities, as member of committees, as coach, as
+referee and as umpire. He was a man of happy and sunny nature who made
+many friends. He loved life and made life joyous for those who were with
+him. He was idolized at Princeton and his memory is treasured there now.
+
+
+Wyllys Terry
+
+One of the greatest halfbacks that ever played for Yale is Wyllys Terry,
+and it is most interesting to hear this player of many years ago tell of
+some of his experiences. Terry says:
+
+"It has been asked of me who were the great players of my time. I can
+only say, judging from their work, that they were all great, but if I
+were compelled to particularize, I should mention the names of Tompkins,
+Peters, Hull, Beck, Twombly, Richards; in fact, I would have to mention
+each team year by year. To them I attribute the success of Yale's
+football in my time, and for many years after that to the unfailing zeal
+and devotion of Walter Camp.
+
+"There were no trainers, coaches, or rubbers at that time. The period of
+practice was almost continuous for forty-five minutes. It was the idea
+in those days that by practice of this kind, staying power and ability
+would be brought out. The principal points that were impressed upon the
+players were for the rushers to tackle low and follow their man.
+
+"This was to them practically a golden text. The fact that a man was
+injured, unless it was a broken bone, or the customary badly sprained
+ankle, did not relieve a man from playing every day.
+
+"It was the spirit, though possibly a crude one, that only those men
+were wanted on the team who could go through the battering of the game
+from start to finish.
+
+"The discipline of the team was rigorous; men were forced to do as they
+were told. If a man did not think he was in any condition to play he
+reported to the captain. These reports were very infrequent though, for
+I know in my own case, the first time I reported, I was so lame I could
+hardly put one foot before the other, but was told to take a football
+and run around the track, which was a half mile long and encircled the
+football field. On my return I was told to get back in my position and
+play. As a result, there were very few players who reported injuries to
+the captain.
+
+"This, when you figure the manner in which teams are coached to-day, may
+appear brutal and a waste of good material, but as a matter of fact, it
+was not. It made the teams what they were in those days--strong, hard
+and fast.
+
+"As to actual results under this policy, I can only say that, during my
+period in college, we never lost a game.
+
+"Training to-day is quite different. I think more men are injured
+nowadays than in my time under our severe training. I think further that
+this softer training is carried to an extreme, and that the football
+player of to-day has too much attention paid to his injury, and what he
+has to say, and the trainer, doctors and attendants are mostly
+responsible for having the players incapacitated by their attention.
+
+"The spirit of Yale in my day, a spirit which was inculcated in our
+minds in playing games, was never to let a member of the opposing team
+think he could beat you. If you experienced a shock or were injured and
+it was still possible to get back to your position either in the line or
+backfield--get there at once. If you felt that your injury was so severe
+that you could not get back, report to your captain immediately and
+abide by his decision, which was either to leave the field or go to your
+position.
+
+"It may be said by some of the players to-day that the punts in those
+days were more easily caught than those of to-day. There is nothing to a
+remark like that. The spiral kick was developed in the fall of '82, and
+I know that both Richards and myself knew the fellow who developed it.
+From my experience in the Princeton game I can testify that Alex Moffat
+was a past master at it.
+
+"One rather amusing thing I remember hearing years ago while standing
+with an old football player watching a Princeton game. The ball was
+thrown forward by the quarterback, which was a foul. The halfback, who
+was playing well out, dashed in and caught the ball on the run, evaded
+the opposing end, pushed the half back aside and ran half the length of
+the field, scoring a touchdown. The applause was tremendous. But the
+Umpire, who had seen the foul, called the ball back. A fair spectator
+who was standing in front of me, asked my friend why the ball was called
+back. My friend remarked: 'The Princeton player has just received an
+encore, that's all.'
+
+"While the game was hard and rough in the early days, yet I consider
+that the discipline and the training which the men went through were of
+great assistance to them, physically, morally and intellectually, in
+after years. Some of the pleasantest friendships that I hold to-day were
+made in connection with my football days, among the graduates of my own
+and other colleges.
+
+"When fond parents ask the advisability of letting their sons play
+football, I always tell them of an incident at the Penn-Harvard game at
+Philadelphia, one year, which I witnessed from the top of a coach. A
+young girl was asked the question:
+
+"'If you were a mother and had a son, would you allow him to play
+football?'
+
+"The young lady thought for a moment and then answered in this spirited,
+if somewhat devious, fashion:
+
+"'If I were a son and had a mother, _you bet I'd play!_'"
+
+
+Memories of John C. Bell
+
+In my association with football, among the many friendships I formed, I
+prize none more highly than that of John C. Bell, whose activity in
+Pennsylvania football has been kept alive long since his playing day.
+Let us go back and talk the game over with him.
+
+"I played football in my prep. school days," he says, "and on the
+'Varsity teams of the University of Pennsylvania in the years
+'82-'83-'84. After graduation, following a sort of nominating mass
+meeting of the students, I was elected to the football committee of the
+University, about 1886, and served as chairman of that committee until
+1901; retiring that season when George Woodruff, after a term of ten
+years, terminated his relationship as coach of our team.
+
+"I also served, as you know, as a representative of the University on
+the Football Rules Committee from about 1886 until the time I was
+appointed Attorney General in 1911.
+
+"More pleasant associations and relationships I have never had than
+those with my fellow-members of that Committee in the late '80's and the
+'90's, including Camp of Yale; Billy Brooks, Bert Waters, Bob Wrenn and
+Percy Haughton of Harvard; Paul Dashiell of Annapolis; Tracy Harris,
+Alex Moffat and John Fine of Princeton; and Professor Dennis of
+Cornell. Later the Committee, as you know, was enlarged by the admission
+of representatives from the West; and among them were Alonzo Stagg, of
+Chicago University, and Harry Williams of Minnesota. Finer fellows I
+have never known; they were one and all Nature's noblemen.
+
+"Some of them, alas! like Alex Moffat, have gone to the Great Beyond.
+Representing rival universities, between whose student bodies and some
+of whose alumni, partisan feeling ran high in the '90's, nothing,
+however, save good fellowship and good cheer ever existed between Alex
+and me.
+
+"I am genuinely glad that I played the game with my team-mates;
+witnessed for many years nearly all the big games of the eastern
+colleges; mingled season after season with the players and the
+enthusiastic alumni of the competing universities in attendance at the
+annual matches; sat and deliberated each recurring year, as I have said,
+with those fine fellows who made and amended the rules, and in this way
+helped to develop the game, the manliest of all our sports; and that I
+have thus breathed, recreated and been invigorated in a football
+atmosphere every autumn for more than a third of a century. Growing
+older every year, one still remains young--as young in heart and spirit
+as when he donned the moleskins, and caught and kicked and carried the
+ball himself. And all these football experiences make one a happier,
+stronger and more loyal man.
+
+"I remember in my prep. school days playing upon a team made up largely
+of high school boys. One game stands out in my recollection. It was
+against the Freshmen team of the University of Pennsylvania, captained
+by Johnny Thayer who went down with the _Titanic_.
+
+"Arriving after the game had started, I came out to the side-lines and
+called to the captain asking whether I was to play. He glowered at me
+and made no answer. A few minutes later our 'second captain' called to
+me to come into the game, saying that Smith was only to play until I
+arrived. Quick as a flash I stepped into the field of play, and almost
+instantly Thayer kicked the ball over the rush line and it came bounding
+down right into my arm. Off I went like a flash through the line, past
+the backs and fullbacks, only to be over-taken within a few yards of the
+goal. The teams lined up, and thereupon Thayer, with his eagle eye
+looking us over, called out to our captain 'how many fellows are you
+playing anyway?' Instantly our captain ordered Smith off the field
+saying 'you were only to play until Bell came,' and poor Smith left
+without any audible murmur. This is what might be called one of the
+accidents of the game.
+
+"Perhaps the most memorable game in which I played was against Harvard
+in 1884 when Pennsylvania won upon Forbes Field by the score of 4 to 0.
+It was our first victory over the Crimson, not to be repeated again
+until the memorable game of 1894, which triumph was again repeated,
+after still another decade, in our great victory of 1904. This last
+victory came after five years of continuing defeats, and I remember that
+we were all jubilant when we heard the news from Cambridge. I recall
+that Dr. J. William White, C. S. Packard and I were playing golf at the
+Country Club and when some one brought out the score to us we dropped
+our clubs, clasped hands and executed an Indian dance, shouting "Rah!
+rah! rah! Pennsylvania!" Why, old staid philosopher, should the leading
+surgeon of the city, the president of its oldest and largest trust
+company, and the district attorney of Philadelphia, thus jump for joy
+and become boys once more?
+
+"Recurring to the game of 1884 I can hear the cheers of the University
+still ringing in my ears when we returned from Harvard. A few weeks
+later our team went up to Princeton to see the Harvard-Princeton match
+and I recall, as though it were yesterday, Alex Moffat kicking five
+goals against Appleton's team, three of them with the right and two with
+the left foot. No other player I ever knew or heard of was so
+ambipedextrous (if I may use the word) as Alex Moffat. I remember
+walking in from the field with Harvard's captain, and he said to me
+'Moffat is a phenomenon.' Truly he was."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII
+
+HEROES OF THE PAST--GEORGE WOODRUFF'S STORY
+
+
+Enthusiastic George Woodruff tells of his football experiences in the
+following words:
+
+"I went to Yale a green farmer boy who had never heard of the college
+game of football until I arrived at New Haven to take my examinations in
+the fall of '85. Incidentally I made the team permanently the second day
+I was on the field, having scored against the varsity from the middle of
+the field in three successive runs; whereas the varsity was not able to
+score against the scrub. I was used perhaps more times than any other
+man in running with the ball up to a very severe injury to my knee in
+the fall of '87, just a week and a day before the Princeton game, from
+which time, until I left college (although I played in all of the
+championship games) I was not able to run with the ball, actually being
+on the field only two days after my injury in '87 until the end of the
+'88 season, outside of the days on which I played the games. I tried not
+to play in the fall of '88 because of the condition of my knee and
+because I was Captain of the Crew, but Pa Corbin insisted that I must
+play in the championship games or he would not row: and of course I
+acceded to his wishes thereby secretly gratifying my own.
+
+"And now about the men with whom I played: Kid Wallace played end the
+entire four years. Wallace was a great amusement and comfort to his
+fellow-players on account of his general desire to put on the appearance
+of a 'tough' of the worst description; whereas he was at heart a very
+fine and gallant gentleman.
+
+"Pudge Heffelfinger played the other guard from me in my last year and
+when he first appeared on the Yale field he was a ridiculous example of
+a raw-boned Westerner, being 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing only
+about 178 pounds. During the season, however, the exercise and good food
+at the training table caused Heffelfinger to gain 25 pounds of solid
+bone, sinew and muscle. The green days of his first year in 1888 were
+remembered against him in an affectionate way by the use of Yale for
+several years of 'Pa' Corbin's oft reiterated expression brought forth
+by Pudge's greenness, which would cause 'Pa' to exclaim: 'Darn you,
+Heffelfinger!' with great emphasis on the 'Darn.'
+
+"Billy Graves played on the team during most of these years, he being
+the most graceful football runner I have ever seen, unless it were
+Stevenson of Pennsylvania.
+
+"Lee McClung was a harder worker in his running than most of the men
+named above, but tremendously effective. He is accredited with being the
+first man who intentionally started as though to make an end run and
+then turned diagonally back through the line, in order to open up the
+field through which he then ran with incredible speed and determination.
+This was one of the first premeditated plays of a trick nature which
+ultimately led to my invention of the delayed pass which works upon the
+same principle only with incalculably greater ease and effect.
+
+"The game with Princeton in the Fall of 1885 clings to my memory beyond
+any other game I ever played in, because it was the first real
+championship game of my career, and I had not as yet fully developed
+into an actual player. The loss of this game to Princeton in the last
+six minutes of playing because of the Lamar run--Yale had Princeton 5 to
+0--has been a nightmare to most of the Yale players ever since. I
+attribute the fact that Yale only had five points to two hard-luck
+facts.
+
+"Through my own intensity at the beginning of the game I over-ran Harry
+Beecher on my first signal, causing the signal giver to think that I was
+rattled so that, although I afterward ran with the ball some 25 or 30
+times with consistent gains of from 2 to 5 yards under the almost
+impossible conditions known as the 'punt rush,' the signal for my
+regular play was not given again in spite of the fact that my ground
+gaining had been one of the steadiest features of the Yale play
+throughout the year, and because Watkinson was allowed to try five times
+in succession for goals from the field, close up, only one of which he
+made; whereas Billy Bull could probably have made at least three out of
+the five; but of course Bull's ability was not so well-known then. The
+direct cause of the Lamar run was due to the fact that all the fast
+runners and good tacklers of the Yale line were down the field under a
+kick, so close to Toler, the other halfback from Lamar, that when Toler
+muffed the ball so egregiously that it bounded over our heads some 15
+yards, Lamar who had not come across the field to back Toler up, had
+been able to get the ball on the bound and on the dead run, thus having
+in front of him all the Princeton team except Toler; whereas the Yale
+team was depleted by the fact that Wallace, Corwin, Gill (who had come
+on as a substitute) myself and even Harry Beecher from quarterback, had
+run down the field to within a few yards of Toler before he muffed the
+ball. We all turned and watched Lamar run, being so petrified that not
+one of us took a step, and, although the scene is photographed on my
+memory, I cannot see one of all the Yale players making a tackle at
+Lamar. Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, kicked the goal, thus making
+the score 6 to 5 and winning the game. The outburst from the Princeton
+contingent at the end of the game was one of the most heartfelt and
+spontaneous I have ever heard or seen. I understand that practically all
+of Lamar's uniform was torn into pieces and handed out to the various
+Princeton girls and their escorts who had come to New Haven to see the
+game.
+
+"The Yale-Princeton game in the fall of 1886 was a remarkable as well as
+a disagreeable one. We played at Princeton when the field at that time
+combined the elements of stickiness and slipperiness to an unbelievable
+extent. It rained heavily throughout the game and the proverbial 'hog on
+ice' could not have slipped and slathered around worse than all the
+players on both sides. There was a long controversy about who should act
+as referee (in those days we had only one official) and after a delay of
+about an hour from the time the game should have begun, Harris, a
+Princeton man, was allowed to do the officiating. Bob Corwin, who was
+end-rush, only second to Wallace in his ability, was captain of the
+team.
+
+"Yale made one touchdown which seemed to be perfectly fair but which was
+disallowed; and later, in the second half, Watkinson for Yale kicked the
+ball so that it rolled across the goal line, whereupon a crowd, which
+was standing around the ropes (in those days there was practically no
+grandstand) crowded onto the field where Savage, the Princeton fullback
+had fallen on the ball. The general report is that Kid Wallace held
+Savage while Corwin pulled the slippery ball away from him, and that
+when Harris, the referee, was able to dig his way through the crowd he
+found Corwin on the ball, and in view of the great fuss that had been
+made about his previous decision, was not able to credit Savage's
+statement that he (Savage) had said 'down' long before the Yale ends had
+been able to pull the ball away from him. The result was that the
+touchdown was allowed. Thereupon the crowd all came onto the field and
+we were not able to clear it for some 10 or 15 minutes, so that there
+was not time enough to finish the full 45 minutes of the second-half of
+the game before dark. This led to some bitter discussion between Yale
+and Princeton as to whether the game had been played. This discussion
+was settled by the intercollegiate committee in declaring that Yale had
+won the game, 4 to 0, but that no championship should be awarded. It is
+interesting to note, however, that all the gold footballs worn by the
+Yale players of this game are marked 'Champions, 1886.'
+
+"A word about the Princeton men who were playing during my four years at
+college.
+
+"Irvine was a fine steady player and his success at Mercersburg is in
+keeping with the promise shown in his football days.
+
+"Hector Cowan played against me three years at guard and he fully
+deserved the great reputation he had at that time in every particular
+of the game, including running with the ball.
+
+"George was one of the very best center rushes I have ever seen and
+probably would have made a great player elsewhere along the line if he
+had been relieved from the obscuring effect of playing center at the
+time a center had no particular opportunity to show his ability.
+
+"Snake Ames for some reason was never able to do anything against the
+Yale team during the time I was playing, but his work in some later
+games that I saw and in which I officiated, convinced me that he was
+worthy of his nickname, because there are only a few men who are able to
+wind their way through an entire field of opponents with as much
+celerity and effect as Ames would display time after time.
+
+"In the fall of '86 Yale beat Harvard 29 to 4, with great ease, and if
+it had not been for injuries to Yale players, could probably have made
+it 50 or 60 to 0. Most of the Yale players came out of the game with
+very disgraceful marks of the roughness of the Harvard men. I had a
+badly broken nose from an intentional blow. George Carter had a cut
+requiring eight stitches above his eye. The tackle next to me had a face
+which was pounded black and blue all over. To the credit of the Harvard
+men I will say that they came to the box at the theater that night
+occupied by the Yale team and apologized for what they had done, stating
+that they had been coached to play in that way and that they would
+never again allow anybody to coach who would try to have the Harvard
+players use intentionally unfair roughness.
+
+"When I entered Pennsylvania I found a more or less happy-go-lucky
+brilliant man, Arthur Knipe, who was not considered fully worthy of
+being on even the Pennsylvania teams of those days, namely: teams that
+were being beaten 60 or 70 to 0 by Yale, Harvard and Princeton. I
+succeeded in arousing the interest of Knipe, and although in my mind he
+never, during his active membership of the Pennsylvania team, came up to
+75 per cent. of his true playing value, he was, even so, undoubtedly the
+peer of any man that ever played football. Knipe was brilliant but
+careless, and was at once the joy and despair of any coach who took an
+interest in his men. He captained the 1894 Pennsylvania team with which
+I sprung the 'guards back' and 'short end defense.'
+
+"Jack Minds I remember seeing, in 1893, standing around on the field as
+a member of the second or third scrub teams. I suppose he would not have
+been invited to preliminary training except for his own courage and
+pertinacity which caused him to demand to be taken. With no thought that
+he could possibly make the team I gradually found myself using him in
+1894, until he was a fixture at tackle, although he dodged the scales
+throughout the entire fall in order that I might not know that he
+only weighed 162 pounds.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Wharton   Bull   Woodruff
+Rosengarten   Osgood   Brooke   Knipe   Gelbert
+Minds   Williams   Wagonhurst
+
+OLD PENN HEROES]
+
+"I will not enlarge upon the ability of men like George Brooke, Wylie
+Woodruff, Buck Wharton, Joe McCracken, John Outland and others, but
+anybody speaking of Pennsylvania players during the late '90's cannot
+pass by Truxton Hare, who stands forth as a Chevalier Bayard among the
+ranks of college football players. Hare entered Pennsylvania in '97 from
+St. Paul without any thought that he was likely to be even a mediocre
+player. He weighed only about 178 pounds at the time and was immature.
+Although his wonderfully symmetrical build, in which he looked like a
+magnified Billy Graves, kept him from looking as large as Heffelfinger
+at his greatest development at Yale, Hare was certainly ten pounds
+heavier in fine condition than Heffelfinger was before the latter left
+Yale."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII
+
+ANECDOTES AND RECOLLECTIONS
+
+
+In the latter eighties the signal from the quarterback to the center for
+putting the ball in play was a pressure of the fingers and thumb on the
+hips of the center. In the '89 championship game between Yale and
+Princeton, Yale had been steadily advancing the ball and it looked as if
+they had started out for a march up the field for a touchdown. In those
+days signals were not rattled off with the speed that they are given
+now, and the quarterback often took some time to consider his next play,
+during which time he might stand in any position back of the line.
+
+Playing right guard on the Princeton team was J. R. Thomas, more
+familiarly known as Long Tommy. He was six feet six or seven inches tall
+and built more longitudinally than otherwise. It occurred to Janeway,
+who was playing left guard, that Long Tommy's great length and reach
+might be used to great advantage when occasion offered.
+
+He, therefore, took occasion to say to Thomas during a lull in the game,
+"If you get a chance, reach over when Wurtenburg--the Yale
+quarter--isn't looking, and pinch the Yale center so that he will put
+the ball in play when the backs are not expecting it." The Yale center,
+by the way, was Bert Hanson. Yale continued to advance the ball on two
+or three successive plays and finally had a third down with two yards to
+gain. At this critical moment the looked-for opportunity arrived.
+Wurtenburg called a consultation of the other backs to decide on the
+next play. While the consultation was going on Long Tommy reached over
+and gently nipped Hanson where he was expecting the signal. Hanson
+immediately put the ball in play and as a result Janeway broke through
+and fell on the ball for a ten yards gain and first down for Princeton.
+
+To say that the Yale team were frantic with surprise and rage would be
+putting it mildly. Poor Hanson came in for some pretty rough flagging.
+He swore by all that was good and holy that he had received the signal
+to put the ball in play, which was true. But Wurtenburg insisted that he
+had not given the signal. There was no time for wrangling at that moment
+as the referee ordered the game to proceed.
+
+Yale did not learn how that ball came to be put in play until some time
+after the game, which was the last of the season, when Long Tommy
+happening to meet up with Hanson and several other Yale players in a New
+York restaurant, told with great glee how he gave the signal that
+stopped Yale's triumphant advance.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Numerals and combinations of numbers were not used as signals until
+1889. Prior to that, phrases, catch-words and gestures were the only
+modes of indicating the plays to be used. For instance, the signal for
+Hector Cowan of Princeton to run with the ball was an entreaty by the
+captain, who in those days usually gave the signals, addressed to the
+team, to gain an uneven number of yards. Therefore the expression,
+"Let's gain three, five or seven yards," would indicate to the team that
+Cowan was to take the ball, and an effort was made to open up the line
+for him at the point at which he usually bucked it.
+
+Irvine, the other tackle, ran with the ball when an even number of yards
+was called for.
+
+For a kick the signal was any phrase which asked a question, as for
+instance, "How many yards to gain?"
+
+One of the signals used by Corbin, captain of Yale, to indicate a
+certain play, was the removal of his cap. They wore caps in those days.
+A variation of this play was indicated if in addition to removing his
+cap he expectorated emphatically.
+
+Hodge, the Princeton quarterback, noticing the cap signals, determined
+that he would handicap the captain's strategy by stealing his cap. He
+called the team back and very earnestly impressed upon them the
+advantage that would accrue if any of them could surreptitiously get
+possession of Captain Corbin's head-covering. Corbin, however, kept such
+good watch on his property that no one was able to purloin it.
+
+Sport Donnelly, who played left end on Princeton's '89 team, was perhaps
+one of the roughest players that ever went into a game, and at the same
+time one of the best ends that ever went down the field under a kick.
+
+Donnelly was one of the few men that could play his game up to the top
+notch and at the same time keep his opponent harassed to the point of
+frenzy by a continual line of conversation in a sarcastic vein which
+invariably got the opposing player rattled.
+
+He would say or do something to the man opposite him which would goad
+that individual to fury and then when retaliation was about to come in
+the shape of a blow, he would yell "Mr. Umpire," and in many instances
+the player would be ruled off the field.
+
+Donnelly's line of conversation in a Yale game, addressed to Billy
+Rhodes who played opposite him, would be somewhat as follows:
+
+"Ah, Mr. Rhodes, I see Mr. Gill is about to run with the ball."
+
+Just then Gill would come tearing around from his position at tackle and
+Donnelly would remark:
+
+"Well, excuse me, Mr. Rhodes, for a moment, I've got to tackle Mr.
+Gill."
+
+He would then sidestep in such a manner as to elude Rhodes's
+manoeuvres to prevent him breaking through, and stop Gill for a loss.
+
+Hector Cowan, who was captain of the Princeton '88 team was another
+rough player. In those days the men in the heat of playing would indulge
+in exclamations hardly fit for a drawing room. In fact most of the time
+the words used would have been more in place among a lot of pirates.
+
+Cowan was no exception to the rule so far as giving vent to his feelings
+was concerned, but he invariably used one phrase to do so. He was a
+fellow of sterling character and was studying for the ministry. Not even
+the excitement of the moment could make him forget himself to the extent
+of the other players, and where their language would have to be
+represented in print by a lot of dashes, Cowan's could be printed in the
+blackest face type without offending anyone.
+
+It was amusing to see this big fellow, worked up to the point of
+explosion, wave his arms and exclaim:
+
+"Oh, sugar!"
+
+It would bring a roar of mock protest from the other players, and
+threats to report him for his rough talk. While the men made joke of
+Hector's talk they had a thorough respect for his sterling principles.
+
+
+VICTORIOUS DAYS AT YALE
+
+During the early days of football Yale's record was an enviable one. The
+schedules included, Yale, Harvard, Princeton, University of
+Pennsylvania, Rutgers, Columbia, Stevens Institute of Technology,
+Dartmouth, Amherst, and University of Michigan.
+
+It is interesting to note that since the formation of the Football
+Association, in 1879 to 1889, Yale had been awarded the championship
+flag five times, Princeton one, Harvard none. Yale had won 95 out of 98
+games, having lost three to Princeton, one to Harvard and one to
+Columbia. Since 1878 Yale had lost but one game and that by one point.
+This was the Tilly Lamar game, which Princeton won. In points Yale had
+scored, since points began to be counted, 3001 to her opponents' 56; in
+goals 530 to 19 and in touchdowns 219 to 9, which is truly a unique
+record.
+
+It was during this period that Pa Corbin, a country boy, entered Yale
+and in his senior year became captain of the famous '88 team. This
+brilliant eleven had a wonderfully successful season and Yale men now
+began to take stock and really appreciate the remarkable record that was
+hers upon the field of football.
+
+In commemoration of these victories, Yale men gathered from far and
+near, crowding Delmonico's banquet hall to the limit to pay tribute to
+Yale athletic successes.
+
+"And it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet,
+and the people shouted with a great shout ... they took the city."
+
+In a room beautifully decorated with Yale banners and trophies four
+hundred Elis sat down to enjoy the Bulldog Feast, and there honored and
+cheered to the echo the great football traditions of Yale and the men
+who made her famous by so vast a margin.
+
+Chauncey M. Depew in his address that evening stated that for the only
+time in one hundred and eighty-eight years the alumni of Yale met solely
+to celebrate her athletic triumphs.
+
+Pa Corbin, captain of the victorious '88 football team, responded, as
+follows:
+
+"Again we have met the enemy and he is ours. In fact we have been
+successful so many times there is something of a sameness about it. It
+is a good deal like what the old man said about leading a good life. It
+is monotonous, but satisfactory. There are perhaps a few special reasons
+why we won the championship this year, but the general principles are
+the same, which have always made us win. First, by following out certain
+traditions, which are handed down to us year by year from former team
+captains and coaches; the necessity of advancing each year beyond the
+point attained the year before; the mastering of the play of our
+opponents and planning our game to meet it. Second, by the hard,
+conscientious work, such as only a Yale team knows how to do. Third,
+by going on to the field with that high courage and determination which
+has always been characteristic of the Yale eleven, something like the
+spirit of the ancient Greeks who went into battle with the decision to
+return with their shields or on them. Sometimes they have been animated
+with the spirit which knows no defeat, like the little drummer boy, who
+was ordered by Napoleon in a crisis in the battle to beat a retreat. The
+boy did not move. 'Boy, beat a retreat.' He did not stir, but at a third
+command, he straightened up and said: 'Sire, I know not how, but I can
+beat a charge that will wake the dead.' He did so and the troops moved
+forward and were victorious. It is this same spirit which in many cases
+has seemed to animate our men.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Rhodes   Woodruff   Heffelfinger   Gill   Wallace
+Stagg   McClung   Captain Corbin   Bull
+Wurtenberg   Graves
+
+PA CORBIN'S TEAM]
+
+"But our victory is due in a great measure this year to a man who knows
+more about football than any man in this country, who gave much of his
+valuable time in continually advising and in actual coaching on the
+field. I refer to Walter Camp, and as long as his spirit hovers over the
+Yale campus and our traditions for football playing are religiously
+followed out there is no reason why Yale should not remain, as she
+always has been, at the head of American football."
+
+Those were Corbin's recollections the year of that great victory. Time
+has not dimmed them, nor has his memory faded. Rather the opposite.
+From what follows you will note that a woman now enters the camp of the
+Eli coaching staff, mention of whom was not made in Corbin's speech of
+'88.
+
+Pa Corbin prides himself in the fact that twenty-five years afterward he
+brought his old team mates together and gave them a dinner. The menu
+card tells of the traditional coaching system of Corbin's great team of
+'88 and beneath the picture of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Camp appears in
+headlines:
+
+"HEAD COACHES OF THE YALE FOOTBALL TEAM OF 1888"
+
+"The head-coaches of the Yale team," says Corbin, "were really Mr. and
+Mrs. Walter Camp. They had been married in the summer of 1888 and were
+staying with relatives in New Haven. Mr. Camp had just begun his
+connection with a New Haven concern which occupied most of his time.
+Mrs. Camp was present at Yale Field every day at the football practice
+and made careful note of the plays, the players and anything that should
+be observed in connection with the style of play and the individual
+weakness or strength. She gave her observations in detail to her husband
+at supper every night and when I arrived Mr. Camp would be thoroughly
+familiar with that day's practice and would be ready for suggestions as
+to plays and players to be put in operation the next day.
+
+"This method was pursued during the entire season and was practically
+the only systematic coaching that the team received. Of course there
+were several old players like Tompkins '84, Terry '85 and Knapp '82, who
+came to the field frequently.
+
+"At that time it was customary for me to snap the ball back to the
+quarter with my foot. By standing the ball on end and exercising a
+certain pressure on the same it was possible to have it bound into the
+quarterback's hands. It was necessary, therefore, for me to attend to
+this detail as well as to block my opponent and make holes through the
+line for the backs.
+
+"While the rules of the game at that time provided for an Umpire as well
+as a Referee, the fact that there was no neutral zone and players were
+in close contact with each other on the line of scrimmage gave
+opportunity for more roughness than is customary at the present time.
+Neither were the officials so strict about their rulings.
+
+"Prior to this time it had been customary to give word signals for the
+different plays, these being certain words which were used in various
+sentences relating to football and the progress of the game. As center,
+I was so tall that a system of sign signals was devised which I used
+entirely in the Princeton game, and the opponents, from the talk, which
+continued as usual, supposed that word signals were being used and were
+entirely ignorant of the sign signals during the progress of the game.
+The pulling of the visor of my cap was a kick signal. Everything that I
+did with my left hand in touching different parts of my uniform on the
+left side from collar to shoe lace meant a signal for a play at
+different points on the left side of the line. Similar signals with my
+right hand meant similar plays on the right side of the line. The system
+worked perfectly and there was no case of missed signal. The next year
+the use of numbers for signals began, and has continued until the
+present date.
+
+"The work of the Yale team during the season was very much retarded by
+injuries to their best players. The papers were so filled with these
+accounts that the general opinion of the public was that the team would
+be in poor physical condition to meet Princeton. As luck would have it,
+however, the invalids reached a convalescing stage in time to enter the
+Wesleyan game on the Saturday before the one to be played with Princeton
+in fairly good condition.
+
+"Head Coach Camp and I attended the Princeton-Harvard game at Princeton
+on that day. Upon our return to New York we received a telegram from
+Mrs. Camp to the effect that the score made by Yale against Wesleyan was
+105 to nothing. One of the graduate coaches was much impressed with the
+opportunity to turn a few pennies and he requested that the information
+be kept quiet until he could see a few Princeton men. The result was
+that he negotiated the small end of several stakes at long odds against
+Yale. When the news of the Wesleyan score was made public the next
+morning, the opinion of the public changed somewhat as to the merit of
+the team. It nevertheless went into the Princeton game as not being the
+favorite and in the opinion of disinterested persons it was expected
+that Princeton would win handsomely."
+
+Cowan the great has this to say:
+
+"I happened to be down on the grounds to watch the practice just a few
+days before the Yale game. They did not have enough scrub to make a good
+defense. Jim Robinson happened to see me there and asked me to play. He
+had asked me before, and I had always refused, but this time for some
+reason I accepted and he took me to the Club house.
+
+"I got into my clothes. The shoes were about three sizes too small. That
+day I played guard opposite Tracy Harris. I played well enough so that
+they wanted me to come down the next day, as they said they wanted good
+practice. The next day I was put against Captain Bird, who had been out
+of town the first day I played. He had the reputation of being not at
+all delicate in the way he handled the scrub men who played against him,
+so that they had learned to keep away from him.
+
+"As I had not played before, I did not know enough to be afraid of him,
+so when the ball was put in play I simply charged forward at the
+quarterback and was able to spoil a good many of his plays. I heard
+afterward that Bird asked Jim Robinson who that damn freshman was that
+played against him. The next year I was put in Bird's place at left
+guard, as he had graduated and fought all comers for the place. I was
+never put on the scrub again.
+
+"My condition when in Princeton was the best. Having been raised in the
+country, I knew what hard work was and in the five years that I played
+football I never left the field on account of injury either in practice
+or in games with other teams.
+
+"It is a great thing to play the game of football as hard as you can. I
+never deliberately went to do a man up. If he played a rough game, I
+simply played him the harder. I never struck a man with my fist in the
+game. I do not remember ever losing my temper. Perhaps I did not have
+temper enough.
+
+"When we speak of a football man's nerve I would say that any man who
+stopped to think of himself is not worthy of the game, but there is one
+man who seemed to me had a little more nerve than the average. I think
+that he played for two years on our scrub, and the reason that he was
+kept there so long was on account of his size. He only weighed about 138
+pounds, but for all the time he played on the scrub he played halfback
+and no one ever saw him hesitate to make every inch that he could, even
+though he knew he had to suffer for it.
+
+"In the fall of '88, I think, Yup Cook played right tackle on the
+Varsity. He was very strong in his shoulders and arms and had the grip
+of a blacksmith. Channing, this nervy little 138-pounder, played left
+halfback on the scrub. When he went into the line, Cook would take him
+by the shoulders and slam him into the ground. Our playing field at the
+time was very dry and the ground was like a rock. I used to feel very
+sorry for the little fellow. On his elbows and hips and knees he had raw
+sores as big as silver dollars; yet he never hesitated to make the
+attempt, and he never called 'down' to save himself from punishment. The
+next year he made the team. Everybody admired him.
+
+"Football men must never forget Tilly Lamar, who played halfback. I
+think he was one of the greatest halfbacks and one who would have made a
+record in any age of football. I have seen him go through a line with
+nearly every man on the opposing team holding him. He would break loose
+from one after the other.
+
+"Lamar was a short, chunky fellow and ran close to the ground with his
+back level, and about the only place one could get hold of him was his
+shoulders. He would always turn toward the tackler instead of away, and
+it had the effect of throwing him over his head. The only way that the
+Yale men could stop him at all was to dive clear under and get him by
+the legs.
+
+"You have always heard a lot about Snake Ames. Snake was a very
+spectacular player, but one very hard to stop, especially in an open
+field. He was very fast and during the last year of his playing he
+developed a duck and would go clear under the man trying to tackle him.
+This he did by putting one hand flat on the ground, so that his body
+would just miss the ground; even the good tacklers that Yale always had
+were not able to stop him.
+
+"One of Princeton's old reliables was our center, George, '89. He may
+not have got much out of the plaudits from the grandstand, but those of
+us who knew what he was doing appreciated his work. We always felt safe
+as to our center. He was steady and brilliant.
+
+"It was during this time that Yale developed a wedge play on center.
+There were no restrictions as to how the line would be formed, and Yale
+would put all their guards and tackles and ends back, forming a big V
+with the man with the ball in the center.
+
+"Yale had been able to knock the opposing center out of the way till
+they struck George. How well I remember this giant, who was able to hold
+the whole wedge until he could knock the sides in and pile them up in a
+bunch. Yale soon gave him up and tried to gain elsewhere.
+
+"I must tell you about one more of Princeton's football players. Not so
+much for his playing, but for his head work. During the years that I was
+captain, in the fall of '88 the rules were changed so that one was
+allowed to block an opponent only by the body. In other words, not
+allowed to use hands or arms in blocking. It was Sam Hodge, who played
+end and worked out what is known to-day as boxing the tackle. You can
+understand what effect it would have on a man who was not used to it.
+The end would knock the opposing tackle and send him clear out of the
+play and the half would keep the end out."
+
+I once asked Cowan to tell something about his experiences and men he
+played against.
+
+"The Yale game was the great game in my days," he said. "Harvard did not
+have the football instinct as well developed as Yale, and it is of the
+Yale players that I have more in mind. One man I will always remember is
+Gill, who played left tackle for Yale and was captain during his senior
+year. I remember him because we had a good deal to do with each other.
+When I ran with the ball I had to get around him if I made any advance,
+and I must say that I found it no easy thing to do, as he was a sure
+tackler. And when he ran with the ball I had the good pleasure of
+cutting his runs short.
+
+"Another man whom I consider one of the greatest punters of the past is
+Bull of Yale. I have stopped a good many punts and drop kicks in my
+play, but I do not remember stopping a single kick of his, and it was
+not because I did not try. He kicked with his left foot, and with his
+back partially towards the line would kick a very high ball, and when
+you jumped into him--on the principle, that if you cannot get the ball,
+get the man--you had the sensation of striking something hard."
+
+After Cowan had stopped playing and graduated he acted as an official in
+a good many of the big games. He states as follows:
+
+"You ask about my own experiences as an official, and for experience
+with other officials. I always got along pretty well as a referee. There
+was very little kicking on my decisions. But I was good for nothing as
+an umpire. I could not keep my eyes off the ball, so did not see the
+fouls as much as I should. You boys have probably heard how I was ruled
+off the field in a Harvard-Princeton game in '88. I remember Terry of
+Yale who refereed that game, above all others. There was a rule at that
+time that intentional tackling below the knees was a foul and the
+penalty was disqualification. Our game had just started. We had only two
+or three plays, Harvard having the ball. I broke through the line and
+tackled the man as soon as he had the ball. I had him around the legs
+about the knees, but in his efforts to get away, my hands slipped down.
+But at the moment remembering the rule I let him go, and for this I was
+disqualified. I might say that we lost the game, for we did not have any
+one to take my place. I had always been in my place and no one ever
+thought that I would not be there. My being disqualified was probably
+the reason for the Princeton defeat.
+
+"I do not think that Terry intended to be unfair. The game had just
+started, and he was trying to be strict, and without stopping to think
+whether it was intentional or not. He saw the rule being broken and
+acted on the impulse of the moment. I have since heard that Terry felt
+very bad about it afterwards. I never felt right towards him until I had
+a chance to get even with him, and it came in this way. The Crescent
+Club of Brooklyn played the Cleveland Athletic Club at Cleveland. George
+and myself were invited to play with the Cleveland club, and on the
+Crescent team were Alex Moffat and Terry. Terry played left halfback,
+and right here was where I got in my work. When Terry ran with the ball
+I generally had a chance to help him meet the earth. I had one chance in
+particular. Terry got the ball and got around our end, and on a long end
+run I took after him, caught him from the side, threw him over my head
+out of bounds. As we were both running at the top of our speed he hit
+the ground with considerable force. I felt better towards him after this
+game."
+
+In such vivid phrases as these a great hero of the past tells of things
+well worth recording.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Football competition is very strong. There is the keenest sort of
+rivalry among college teams. There is very little love on the part of
+the men who play against each other on the day of the contest, but after
+the game is all over, and these men meet in after years, very strong
+friendships are often formed. Sometimes these opponents never meet
+again, but down deep in their hearts they have a most wholesome regard
+for each other, and so in my recollections of the old heroes, it will be
+most interesting to hear in their own words, something about their own
+achievements and experiences in the games they played thirty years ago.
+Hector Cowan, who captained the '88 team at Princeton, played three
+years against George Woodruff of Yale. It has been twenty-eight years
+since that wonderful battle took place between these two men. It is
+still talked about by people who saw the game, and now let us read what
+these two contestants say about each other.
+
+"Of the three years that I played guard I met George Woodruff as my
+opponent," says Cowan, "and I always felt that he was the strongest man
+I had to meet and one who was always on the square. He played the game
+for what it was worth, and he showed later that he could teach it to
+others by the way he taught the Penn' team."
+
+Says George Woodruff, delving into the old days: "Hector Cowan played
+against me three years at guard, and he fully deserves the reputation he
+had at that time in every particular of the game, including running with
+the ball. I doubt whether any other Princeton man was ever more able to
+make ground whenever he tried, although Cowan was not in any particular
+a showy player. For some reason or other, Cowan seems to have had a
+reputation for rough play, which shows how untrue traditions can be
+handed down. I never played against or with a finer and steadier player,
+or one more free from the remotest desire to play roughly for the sake
+of roughness itself."
+
+When Heffelfinger's last game had been played there appeared in a
+newspaper of November 26th, 1888, a farewell to Heffelfinger.
+
+    Good-by Heff! the boys will miss you,
+      And the old men, too, and the girls;
+    You tossed the other side about as if they were ten-pins;
+    You took Little Bliss under your wing and he ran with
+          the ball like a pilot boat by the _Teutonic_.
+    You used eyes, ears, shoulders, legs, arms and head
+          and took it all in.
+    You're the best football rusher America, or the world,
+          has shown;
+    And best of all you never slugged, lost your temper or
+          did anything mean;
+    Oh come thou mighty one, go not away,
+    The team thou must not fail:
+    Stay where thou art, please, Heffelfinger, stay,
+      And still be true to Yale--
+    Linger, yet linger, Heffelfinger, a truly civil engineer.
+      His trust would ne'er surrender; unstrap thy trunks,
+      Excuse this scalding tear.
+    Still be Yale's best defender! Linger, oh, linger,
+      Heffelfinger.
+    Princeton and Harvard, there is cause to fear
+    Will dance joy's double shuffle when of thy Western
+      flight they come to hear. Stay and their tempers
+      ruffle. Linger, oh, linger, Heffelfinger.
+
+
+John Cranston
+
+"My inspiration for the game came when my country cousin returned from
+Exeter and told me he believed I had the making of a football player,"
+says John Cranston, who was Harvard's famous old center and former
+coach. "At once I pestered him with all kinds of questions about the
+requirements, and believed that some day I would do something. I shall
+always remember my first day on the field at Exeter. Lacking the
+wherewithal to buy the regulation suit, I appeared in the none too
+strong blue shirt and overalls used on the farm. I remember too that it
+was not long before Harding said: 'Take that young countryman to the
+gymnasium before he is injured for life; he doesn't know which way to
+run when he gets the ball; he doesn't know the game; and he looks too
+thick headed to play the game anyway.'
+
+"As boys on neighboring farms of Western New York, three of us, who
+were later to play on different college teams, hunted skunks and rabbits
+together. Had we been on the same team we would have been side by side.
+Cook was a great tackle at Princeton; Reed one of the best guards
+Cornell ever had; and I, owing to some good team mates, played as center
+on the first Harvard eleven to defeat Yale. It is said that Cook in his
+first game at Exeter grabbed the ball and started for his own goal for a
+touchdown, and that Reed after playing the long afternoon in the game
+which Cornell won, asked the Referee which side was victorious.
+
+"I well remember that at Exeter we were planning how to celebrate our
+victory over Andover, even to the most minute detail. We knew who was to
+ring the academy and church bells of the town, and where we were to have
+the bonfire at night. We were deprived of that pleasure on account of
+the great playing and better spirit of the Andover team. A few of our
+Exeter men then and there made a silent compact that Exeter would feel a
+little better after another contest with Andover. The following three
+years we defeated Andover by large scores.
+
+"Any one who has played the game can recall some amusing situations. I
+recall the first year at Harvard when we were playing against the
+Andover team that suddenly the whole Andover School gave the Yale cheer.
+Dud Dean, who was behind me, fired up and said it was the freshest
+thing he had ever heard. At Springfield I remember one Yale-Harvard game
+started with ten men of my own school, Exeter, in the game. In another
+Yale game we were told to look ugly and defiant as we lined up to face
+Yale, but I was forced to laugh long and hard when I found myself facing
+Frankie Barbour, the little Yale quarter, who lived with me in the same
+dormitory at Exeter for three years."
+
+[Illustration: BREAKERS AHEAD
+
+Phil King in the Old Days.]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX
+
+THE NINETIES AND AFTER
+
+
+Men of to-day who never had an opportunity of seeing Foster Sanford play
+will be interested in some anecdotes of his playing days and to read in
+another chapter of this book some of his coaching experiences.
+
+"As a boy," said Sandy, "I lived in New Haven. I chalked the lines on
+the football field for the game in which Tilly Lamar made his famous run
+for Princeton. I played on the college team two years before I entered
+Yale. I learned a lot of football playing against Billy Rhodes, that
+great Yale tackle.
+
+"I'll tell you about the day I made the Yale team in my freshman year.
+Pa Corbin took me in hand. I think he wanted to see if I had lots of
+nerve. He told me to report at nine o'clock for practice. He put me
+through a hard, grueling work-out, showing me how to snap the ball; how
+to charge and body check. All this took place in a driving rain, and he
+kept me out until one o'clock, when he said:
+
+"'You can change your jersey now; that is, put on a dry one.'
+
+"I went over to the training table then to see if I couldn't get some
+dinner. Believe me, I was hungry. But every one had finished his meal
+and all I could pick up was the things that were left. Here I ran into a
+fellow named Brennen, who said:
+
+"'They're trying to do you up. This is the day they are deciding whether
+you will be center rush or not.'
+
+"I then went out to Yale Field and joined the rest of the players, and
+the stunts they put me through that afternoon I will never forget. But I
+remembered what Brennen had told me, and it made me play all the harder.
+To tell the truth, after practice, I realized that I was so sore I could
+hardly put one foot ahead of the other. To make matters worse, the
+coaches told me to run in to town, a distance of two miles, while _they_
+drove off in a bus. I didn't catch the bus until they were on Park
+Street, but I pegged along just the same and beat them in to the gate.
+Billy Rhodes and Pa Corbin took care of me and rubbed me down. It seems
+as though they rubbed every bit of skin off of me. I was like fire.
+
+"That's the day I made the Yale team.
+
+"I was twenty years old, six feet tall, and weighed about 200 pounds."
+
+When I asked Sandy who gave him the hardest game of his life, he replied
+promptly:
+
+"Wharton, of Pennsylvania. He got through me."
+
+Parke Davis' enthusiasm for football is known the country over. From
+his experience as a player, as a coach and writer, he has become an
+authority. Let us read some of his recollections.
+
+"Years ago there was a high spirited young player at Princeton serving
+his novitiate upon the scrub. One day an emergency transferred him for
+the first time in his career to the Varsity. The game was against a
+small college. This sudden promotion was possible through his fortunate
+knowledge of the varsity signals. Upon the first play a fumble occurred.
+Our hero seized the ball. A long service upon the scrub had ingrained
+him to regard the Princeton Varsity men always as opponents. In the
+excitement of the play he became confused, when lo! he leaped into
+flight toward the wrong goal. Dashing around Princeton's left end he
+reversed his field and crossed over to the right. Phil King, Princeton's
+quarterback, was so amazed at the performance that he was too spellbound
+to tackle his comrade. Down the backfield the player sped towards his
+own goal. Shep Homans, his fullback, took in the impending catastrophe
+at a glance and dashed forward, laid the halfback low with a sharp
+tackle, thereby preventing a safety. The game was unimportant, the
+Princeton's score was large, so the unfortunate player, although the
+butt of many a jest, soon survived all jokes and jibes and became in
+time a famous player."
+
+"The first Princeton-Yale game in 1873 being played under the old
+Association rules was waged with a round ball. In the first scrimmage a
+terrific report sounded across the field. When the contending players
+had been separated the poor football was found upon the field a
+flattened sheet of rubber. Two toes had struck it simultaneously or some
+one's huge chest had crushed it and the ball had exploded.
+
+"Whenever men are discussing the frantic enthusiasm of some fellows of
+the game I always recall the following episode as a standard of
+measurement. The Rules Committee met one night at the Martinique in New
+York for their annual winter session. Just as the members were going
+upstairs to convene, I had the pleasure of introducing George Foster
+Sanford to Fielding H. Yost. The introduction was made in the middle of
+the lobby directly in the way of the traffic passing in and out of the
+main door. The Rules Committee had gone into its regular session; the
+hour was eight o'clock in the evening. When they came down at midnight
+these two great football heroes were standing in the very spot where
+they were introduced four hours before and they were talking as they had
+been every minute throughout the four hours about football. Members of
+the Committee joked with the two enthusiasts and then retired. When they
+came down stairs the next morning at eight o'clock they found the two
+fanatics seated upon a bench nearby still talking football, and that
+afternoon when the Committee had finished its labors and had adjourned
+_sine die_ they left Sanford and Yost still in the lobby, still on the
+bench, hungry and sleepy and still talking football."
+
+This anecdote will be a good one for Parke Davis' friends to read, for
+how he ever stayed out of that talk-fest is a mystery--maybe he did.
+
+Now that Yost and Sanford have retired we will let Parke continue.
+
+"A few years ago everybody except Dartmouth men laughed at the football
+which, bounding along the ground at Princeton suddenly jumped over the
+cross bar and gave to Princeton a goal from the field which carried with
+it the victory. But did you ever hear that in the preceding season, in a
+game between two Southern Pennsylvania colleges, a ball went awry from a
+drop kick, striking in the chest a policeman who had strayed upon the
+field? The ball rebounded and cleanly caromed between the goal post for
+a goal from the field. Years ago Lafayette and Pennsylvania State
+College were waging a close game at Easton. Suddenly, and without being
+noticed, Morton F. Jones, Lafayette's famous center-rush in those days,
+left the field of play to change his head gear. The ball was snapped in
+play and a fleet Penn State halfback broke through Lafayette's line,
+and, armed with the ball, dodged the second barriers and threatened by a
+dashing sprint to score in the extreme corner of the field. As he
+reached the 10-yard line, to the amazement of all, Jones dashed out of
+the side line crowd upon the field between the 10-yard line and his
+goal, thereby intercepting the State halfback, tackling him so sharply
+that the latter dropped the ball. Jones picked it up and ran it back 40
+yards. There was no rule at that time which prevented the play, and so
+Penn-State ultimately was defeated. Jones not only was a hero, but his
+exploit long remained a mystery to many who endeavored to figure out how
+he could have been 25 yards ahead of the ball and between the runner and
+his own goal line."
+
+A story is told of the wonderful dodging ability of Phil King, Princeton
+'93. He was known throughout the football world as one of the shiftiest
+runners of his day. Through his efficient work, King had fairly won the
+game against Yale in '93. The next year the Yale men made up their minds
+that the only way to defeat Princeton was to take care of King, and they
+were ever on the alert to watch him whenever he got the ball. The whole
+Yale team was looking for King throughout this game.
+
+On the kick-off Phil got the ball, and all the Yale forwards began to
+shout, "Here he comes, here he comes," and then as he was cleverly
+dodging and evading the Yale players, one of the backs, who was waiting
+to tackle him low, was heard to say, "There he goes."
+
+Those of the old-timers who study the picture of the flying wedge on the
+opposite page will get a glimpse of Phil King about to set in motion
+one of the most devilishly ingenious maneuvers in the history of the
+game. With all the formidable power behind him, the old reliables of
+what the modern analytical coaches are pleased to term the farce plays.
+Balliet, Beef Wheeler, Biffy Lea, Gus Holly, Frank Morse, Doggy
+Trenchard, Douglas Ward, Knox Taylor, Harry Brown, Jerry McCauley, and
+Jim Blake; King, nevertheless, stood out in lonely eminence, ready to
+touch the ball down, await the thunder of the joining lines of
+interference and pick up the tremendous pace, either at the apex of the
+crashing V or cunningly concealed and swept along to meet the terrific
+impact with the waiting line of Blue. Great was the crash thereof, and
+it was a safe wager that King with the ball would not go unscathed.
+
+[Illustration: LOOK OUT, PRINCETON!]
+
+This kind of football brought to light the old-time indomitable courage
+of which the stalwarts of those days love to talk at every gridiron
+reunion.
+
+But for the moment let us give Yale the ball and stand the giant
+Princeton team upon defense. Let us watch George Adee get the ball from
+Phil Stillman and with his wonderful football genius develop a smashing
+play enveloped in a locked line of blue, grim with the menace of Orville
+Hickok, Jim McCrea, Anse Beard, Fred Murphy, Frank Hinkey and Jack
+Greenway.
+
+Onward these mighty Yale forwards ground their way through the
+Princeton defense, making a breach through which the mighty Butterworth,
+Bronc Armstrong and Brink Thorne might bring victory to Yale.
+
+This was truly a day when giants clashed.
+
+As you look at these pictures do the players of to-day wonder any longer
+that the heroes of the olden time are still loyal to the game of their
+first love?
+
+If you ever happen to go to China, I am sure one of the first Americans
+you will hear about would be Pop Gailey, once a king of football centers
+and now a leader in Y. M. C. A. work in China.
+
+Lafayette first brought Pop Gailey forth in '93 and '94, and he was the
+champion All-American center of the Princeton team in '96. He had a
+wonderful influence over the men on the team. He was an example well
+worth following. His manly spirit was an inspiration to those about him.
+After one of the games a newspaper said:
+
+"Old Gailey stands firm as the Eternal Calvinistic Faith, which he
+intends to preach when his football scrimmages are over."
+
+To Charlie Young, the present professor of physical instruction of the
+Cornell University gymnasium, I cannot pay tribute high enough for the
+fine football spirit and the high regard with which we held him while he
+was at the Princeton Seminary. He certainly loved to play football and
+he used to come out and play on the scrub team against the Princeton
+varsity. He was not eligible to play on the Princeton team, as he had
+played his allotted time at Cornell.
+
+The excellent practice he gave the Princeton team--yes, more than
+practice: it was oftentimes victory for him as well as the scrub. He
+made Poe and Palmer ever alert and did much to make them the stars they
+were, as Charlie's long suit was running back punts. His head work was
+always in evidence. He was a great field general; one of his most
+excellent qualities was that of punting. His was an ideal example for
+men to follow. Princeton men were the better for having played with and
+against a high type man like Charlie Young.
+
+
+AN EVENING WITH JIM RODGERS
+
+Jim Rodgers gave all there was in him to Yale athletics. Not a single
+year has passed since he played his last game of football but has seen
+him back at the Yale field, coaching and giving the benefit of his
+experience.
+
+Jim Rodgers was captain of the '97 team at New Haven, and the traditions
+that can be written about a winning captain are many. No greater
+pleasure can be afforded any man who loves to hear an old football
+player relate experiences than to listen, while Rodgers tells of his own
+playing days, and of some of the men in his experience.
+
+It was once my pleasure to spend an evening with Jim in his home;
+really a football home. Mrs. Rodgers knows much of football and as Jim
+enthusiastically and with wonderfully keen recollection tells of the old
+games, a twelve-year-old boy listens, as only a boy can to his father,
+his great hero, and as Jim puts his hand on the boy's shoulders he tells
+him the ideal of his dreams is to have him make the Yale team some day,
+and an enthusiastic daughter who sits near hopes so too. His scrap books
+and athletic pictures go to make a rare collection.
+
+Many of us would like to have seen Jim Rodgers begin his football career
+at Andover when he was sixteen years old. It was there that his 180
+pounds of bone and muscle stood for much. It was at Andover that Bill
+Odlin, that great Dartmouth man, coached so many wonderful prep. school
+stars, who later became more famous at the colleges to which they went.
+
+Rodgers went to Yale with a big rep. He had been captain of the Andover
+team. In the fall of '92 Andover beat Brown 24 to 0. Jim Rodgers was
+very conspicuous on the field, not only on account of his good playing
+and muscular appearance, but because his blond hair, which he wore very
+long as a protection, was very noticeable.
+
+From this Yale player, whose friends are legion, let us read some
+experiences and catch his spirit:
+
+"I was never a star player, but I was a reliable. In my freshman year I
+did not make the team, owing to the fact that I had bad knees and better
+candidates were available. This was the one year in Yale football,
+perhaps in all football, when the team that played the year before came
+back to college with not a man missing. Frank Hinkey had been captain
+the year before and then came through as senior captain. There was not a
+senior on Frank Hinkey's team. The first team, therefore, all came back.
+
+"Al Jerrems and Louis Hinkey were the only additions to the old team.
+
+"Perhaps the keenest disappointment that ever came to me in football was
+the fact that I could not play in that famous Yale-Harvard game my
+freshman year. However, I came so very near it that Billy Rhodes and
+Heffelfinger came around to where I was sitting on the side lines, after
+Fred Murphy had been taken out of the game. They started to limber me up
+by running me up and down the side line, but Hinkey, the captain, came
+over to the side line and yelled for Chadwick, who went into the game. I
+had worked myself up into a highly nervous condition anticipating going
+in, but now I realized my knees would not allow it. The disappointment
+that day, though, was very severe. To show you what a hold these old
+games had on me, many years after this game Hinkey and I were talking
+about this particular game, when he said to me: 'You never knew how
+close you came to getting into that Springfield game, Jim.' Then I told
+him of my experience, but he told me he had it in his mind to put me in
+at halfback, and ever since then, when I think of it, cold chills run up
+and down my spine. It absolutely scared me stiff to think how I might
+have lost that game, even though I never actually participated in it.
+
+"The Yale football management, however, on account of my work during the
+season decided to give me my Y, gold football and banner. The banner was
+a blue flag with the names of the team and the position they played and
+the score, 12 to 6. It was a case where I came so near winning it that
+they gave it to me."
+
+Jim Rodgers played three years against Garry Cochran and this great
+Princeton captain stands out in his recollections of Yale-Princeton
+games. He goes on to say:
+
+"If it had not been for Garry Cochran, I might be rated as one of the
+big tackles of the football world to-day. I used to dream of him three
+weeks before the Princeton game; how I was going to stand him off, and
+let me tell you if you got in between Doc Hillebrand and Garry Cochran
+you were a sucker. Those games were a nightmare to me. Cochran used to
+fall on my foot, box me in and hold me there, and keep me out of the
+play."
+
+Jim Rodgers is very modest in this statement. The very reason that he
+is regarded as a truly wonderful tackle is on account of the great game
+he played against Cochran. How wonderfully reliable he was football
+history well records. He was always to be depended upon.
+
+"In the fall of 1897 when I was captain of the Yale team," Rodgers
+continues, "perhaps the most spectacular Yale victory was pulled off,
+when Princeton, with the exception of perhaps two men, and virtually the
+same team that had beaten Yale the year before, came on the field and
+through overconfidence or lack of training did not show up to their best
+form. We were out for blood that day. I said to Johnny Baird, Princeton
+quarterback: 'Princeton is great to-day. We have played ten minutes and
+you haven't scored.' Johnny, with a look of determination upon his face,
+said, 'You fellows can play ten times ten minutes and you'll never
+score,' but the Princeton football hangs in the Yale trophy room.
+
+"I have always claimed that Charlie de Saulles put the Yale '97 team on
+the map. Charlie de Saulles, with his three wonderful runs, which
+averaged not less than 60 yards each, really brought about the victory.
+
+"Frank Butterworth as head coach will always have my highest regard; he
+did more than any one alive could have done to pull off an apparently
+impossible victory."
+
+"One great feature of this game was Ad Kelly's series of individual
+gains, aided by Hillebrand and Edwards, through Rodgers and Chadwick.
+Kelly took the ball for 40 consecutive yards up the field in gains of
+from one to three yards each, when fortunately for Yale, a fumble gave
+them the ball. When the fumble occurred, I happened at the time to break
+through very fast. There lay the ball on the ground, and nobody but
+myself near it. The great chance was there to pick it up and perhaps,
+even with my slow speed, gain 20 to 30 yards for Yale. No such thought,
+however, entered my head. I wanted that ball and curled up around it and
+hugged it as a tortoise would close in its shell. My recollection is now
+that I sat there for about five minutes before anybody deigned to fall
+on me. At all events, I had the ball.
+
+"Gordon Brown played as a freshman on my team. He had a football face
+that I liked. He weighed 185 pounds and was 6 feet 4 inches tall. Gordon
+went up against Bouve in the Harvard game, and the critics stated that
+Bouve was the best guard in the country that year. I said to Gordon,
+'Play this fellow the game of his life, and when you get him, let me
+know and I'll send some plays through you.' After about sixty minutes of
+play Gordon came to me and said, 'Jim, I've got him,' and he had him all
+right, for we were then successful in gaining through that part of the
+Harvard line. Gordon Brown was a very earnest player. He would allow
+nothing to stop him. He got his ears pretty well bruised up and they
+bothered him a great deal. In fact, he did have to lay off two or three
+days. He came to me and said, 'Do you think this injury will keep me out
+of the big game?' 'Well, I'll see if the trainer cannot make a head-gear
+for you.' 'Well, I'll tell you this, Jim,' said Gordon, 'I'll have 'em
+cut off before I'll stay out of the game.' This amused me, and I said,
+'Gordon, you have nothing of beauty to lose. You will keep your ears and
+you will play in the big games.'
+
+"Gordon Brown's team, under Malcolm McBride as head coach, was a wonder.
+This eleven, to our minds, was the best ever turned out by Yale
+University. They defeated Princeton 29 to 5, and the powerful Harvard
+team 28 to 0. Their one weakness was that they had no long punter, but,
+as they expressed it to me afterward, they had no need of one. At one
+time during the game with Harvard they took the ball on their own
+10-yard line and, instead of kicking, marched it up the field, and in a
+very few rushes scored a touchdown. Harvard men afterwards told me that
+after seeing a few minutes of the game they forgot the strain of
+Harvard's defeat in their admiration of Yale's playing. This team showed
+the highest co-ordination between the Yale coaching staff, the college,
+and the players, and they set a high-water mark for all future teams to
+aim at, which was all due to Gordon Brown's genius for organization and
+leadership."
+
+It has been my experience in talking of football stars with some of the
+old-timers that Frank Hinkey heads the list. I cannot let Frank Hinkey
+remain silent this time. He says:
+
+"I think it was in the Fall of '95 that Skim Brown, who played the
+tackle position, was captain of the scrubs team at New Haven. Brown was
+a very energetic scrub captain. He was continuously urging on his men to
+better work. As you recall, the cry, 'Tackle low and run low,' was
+continuously called after the teams in those days. Brown's particular
+pet phrase in urging his men was, 'Run low.' So that he, whenever the
+halfback received the ball, would immediately start to holler, 'Run
+low,' and would keep this up until the ball was dead. He got so in the
+habit of using this call when on the offense that one day when the
+quarterback called upon him to run with the ball from the tackle
+position even before he got the ball he started to cry, 'Run low,' while
+carrying the ball himself, and continued to cry out, 'Run low,' even
+after he had gained ground for about fifteen yards and until the ball
+was dead.
+
+"It was in the Fall of '92 when Vance McCormick was captain of the Yale
+team, and Diney O'Neal was trying for the guard position. As you know,
+the linemen are very apt to know only the signals on offense which call
+for an opening at their particular position. And even then a great many
+of them never know the signals. Now Diney was bright enough, but like
+most linemen did not know the signals. It happened one day that
+McCormick, at the quarterback position, called several plays during the
+afternoon that required O'Neal to make an opening. O'Neal invariably
+failed because he didn't know the signals. McCormick, suspecting this,
+finally gave O'Neal a good calling down. The calling down fell flat in
+its effects on O'Neal as his reply to McCormick was, 'To Hell with your
+mystic signs and symbols--give me the ball!'"
+
+"The real founder of football at Dartmouth was Bill Odlin," writes Ed
+Hall. "Odlin learned his football at Andover, and came to Dartmouth with
+the class of '90 and it was while he was in college that football really
+started. He was practically the only coach. He was a remarkable
+kicker--certainly one of the best, if not the best. In the Fall of '89
+Odlin was captain of the team and playing fullback. Harvard and Yale
+played at Springfield and on the morning of the Harvard-Yale game
+Dartmouth and Williams played on the same field. It was in this game in
+the Fall of '89 that he made his most remarkable kick in which the wind
+was a very important element. In the second half Odlin was standing
+practically on his own ten yard line. The ball was passed back to him to
+be kicked and he punted. The kick itself was a remarkable kick and
+perfect in every way, but when the wind caught it it became a wonder and
+it went along like a balloon. The wind was really blowing a gale and the
+ball landed away beyond the Williams' quarterback and the first bounce
+carried it several yards beyond their goal line. Of course any such kick
+as this would have been absolutely impossible except for the extreme
+velocity and pressure of the wind, but it was easily the longest kick I
+ever saw.
+
+"Three times during Odlin's football playing he kicked goals from the 65
+yard line and while at Andover he kicked a placed kick from a mark in
+the exact center of the field, scoring a goal."
+
+When Brown men discuss football their recollections go back to the days
+of Hopkins and Millard, of Robinson, McCarthy, Fultz, Everett Colby and
+Gammons, Fred Murphy, Frank Smith, the giant guard; that great
+spectacular player, Richardson, and other men mentioned elsewhere in
+this book.
+
+In a recent talk with that sterling fellow, Dave Fultz, he told me
+something about his football career. It was, in part, as follows:--
+
+"I played at Brown in '94, '95, '96 and '97, captaining the team in my
+last year. Gammons and I played in the backfield together. He was
+unquestionably a great runner with the ball; one of the hardest men to
+hurt, I think, I ever saw. I have often seen him get jolts, go down, and
+naturally one would think go out entirely, but when I would go up to
+him, he would jump up as though he had not felt it. I think Everett
+Colby was as good a man interfering for the runner as I have seen. He
+played quarterback and captained the Brown team in '96. I don't think
+there was ever a better quarterback than Wyllys D. Richardson, Rich, as
+we used to call him."
+
+[Illustration: BARRETT ON ONE OF HIS FAMOUS DASHES]
+
+[Illustration: EXETER-ANDOVER GAME, 1915]
+
+Dave Fultz is very modest and when he discusses his football experiences
+he sidetracks one and talks of his fellow college players. Now that I
+have pinned him down, he goes on to say:
+
+"The day before we played the Indians one year my knee hurt me so much
+that I had to go to the doctor. He put some sort of ointment on it. Two
+days before this game I could hardly move my leg; the doctor threatened
+me with water on the knee; he told me to go to bed and stay there, but I
+told him we had a game in New York and I had to go. He said, 'All right,
+if you want water on the knee.' I said, 'I've got to go if I am at all
+able.' Anyway, I went on down to New York with the team and played in
+the game. All I needed was to get warmed up good and I went along in
+great shape."
+
+Those who remember reading the accounts of that game will recall that
+Dave Fultz made some miraculous runs that day and was a team in himself.
+
+Fred Murphy, who was captain of the '98 team at Brown and played end
+rush, says:
+
+"I think Dave Fultz played under more difficulties than any man that
+ever played the game. I have seen him play with a heavy knee brace. He
+had his shoulder dislocated several times and I have seen him going into
+the game with his arm strapped down to his side, so he could just use
+his forearm. He played a number of games that way. That happened when he
+was captain. He was absolutely conscientious, fearless and a good
+leader."
+
+In 1904, Fred Murphy coached at Exeter. Fred says:
+
+"This was probably the best team that Exeter had had up to that time.
+The team was captained by Tommy Thompson, who afterwards played at
+Cornell. Eddie Hart at that time stripped at about 195 pounds. This was
+the famous team on which Donald MacKenzie MacFadyen played and later
+made the Princeton varsity. Tad Jones was quarterback the first year he
+came to school. In those days they took to football intuitively without
+much coaching. You never had to tell Tad Jones a thing more than once.
+He would think things out for himself. He showed great powers of
+leadership and good football sense. Howard Jones and Harry Vaughn played
+on this team."
+
+"Charlie McCarthy of Brown will long be remembered for his great punting
+ability," says Fred Murphy. "He had a great many pet theories. McCarthy
+is one of the best football men in the Brown list." In a letter which I
+have received from Charlie McCarthy, as a result of a wonderful victory
+over Minnesota one year, McCarthy writes:
+
+"The students of the University gave me a beautiful gold watch engraved
+on the inside--'To our Friend Mac from the students of the University of
+Wisconsin.'" This shows how highly McCarthy is held at this University.
+
+McCarthy continues, "I go out every fall and kick around with the boys
+still and I hope to do so the rest of my life if I get a chance. I think
+the greatest football player I ever saw was Frank Hinkey. Speaking of my
+own ability as a player, I haven't much to say. I was not much of a
+football player but I got by some way. I neither had the physique, nor
+the ability, but tried to do my best. I am glad to say no one ever
+called me a quitter. I am proud to say that Brown University gave me a
+beautiful silver cup at the end of my four years for the best work in
+football, although the said cup belongs by rights to ten other men on
+the team."
+
+As one visits the dressing room of the New York Giants and sees the
+attendant work upon the wonderful physique of Christy Mathewson, one
+cannot help but realize what a potent factor he must have been on
+Bucknell's team. When Christy played he was 6 feet tall and weighed 168
+pounds stripped. He prepared at Keystone Academy, playing in the line.
+In 1898, when he went to Bucknell, he was immediately put at fullback
+and played there three years.
+
+Fred Crolius says of him: "Of all the long distance punters with hard
+kicks to handle, Percy Haughton and Christy Mathewson stand out in his
+memory. Mathewson had the leg power to turn his spiral over. That is,
+instead of dropping where ordinary spirals always drop, an additional
+turn seemed to carry the ball over the head of the back who was waiting
+for the ball, often carrying some fifteen or twenty yards beyond."
+
+Football has no more ardent admirer than Christy Mathewson. It will be
+interesting to hear what he has to say of his experience in the game of
+football.
+
+"I liked to play football," says Mathewson. "I was a better football
+player than a baseball player in those days. I was considered a good
+punter. I was not much as a line bucker. The captain of the team always
+gave me a football to take with me in the summer. I occasionally had an
+opportunity to practice kicking after I was through with my baseball
+work.
+
+"At Taunton, Mass., my first summer, I ran across a fellow who was
+playing third base on the team for which I was pitching. MacAndrews was
+his name. He was a Dartmouth man. He showed me how to kick. He showed me
+how to drop a spiral. I liked to drop-kick and used to practice it
+quite a little."
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Means   Langford   Hollenback   Douglass   Gaston   Marks   Allerdice
+Miller   Manier   Schultz   Draper
+
+BILL HOLLENBACK COMING AT YOU]
+
+"I remember how tough it was for me when Bucknell played Annapolis the
+year before when the Navy team had a man who could kick such wonderful
+spirals. They were terribly hard to handle, and I was determined to
+profit by his example. So I just hung on for dear life, punting spirals
+all summer. Later I used to watch George Brooke punt a good deal when he
+was coaching."
+
+"At that time drop kickers were not so numerous. I had some recollection
+of a fellow named O'Day, who had a great reputation as a drop-kicker, as
+did Hudson of Carlisle. In 1898 we were to play Pennsylvania. Our team
+served as a preliminary game for Pennsylvania. They often beat us by
+large scores. Since then we have had teams which made a 6 to 5 score.
+But they had good teams in my time. We never scored on Penn, as I
+recall.
+
+"Our coach said one day, at the training table, 'I'll give a raincoat to
+the fellow who scores on Penn to-day.' The manager walked in and
+overheard his remark and added, 'Yes, and I'll give a pair of shoes to
+the man who makes the second score against Penn.' That put some 'pep'
+into us. Anyway, we were on Penn's 35-yard line and I kicked a field
+goal. After this we rushed the ball and got up to Penn's 40-yard line,
+and from there I scored again, thereby winning the shoes and the
+raincoat.
+
+"I went up to Columbia one day to see them practice. It was in the days
+when Foster Sanford was their coach. He saw me standing on the side
+lines; came over to where I was; looked me over once or twice and
+finally said:
+
+"'Why aren't you trying for the team? I think you'd make a football
+player if you came out.'
+
+"I said I guessed I would not be eligible.
+
+"'Why?' asked Sandy.
+
+"'Well," I said, 'because I'm a professional.' Then some fellows around
+me grinned and told Sanford who I was.
+
+"I love to think of the good old football days and some of the spirit
+that entered collegiate contests. Once in a while, in baseball, I feel
+the thrill of that spirit. It was only recently that I experienced that
+get-together spirit, where a team full of life with everybody working
+together wrought great results. That same old thrill came to me during
+one of the Giants' trips in the West in which they won seventeen
+straight victories.
+
+"There is much good fellowship in football. I played against teams whose
+cheer leaders would give you a rousing cheer as you made a good play;
+then again you would meet the fellow who, when you were down in the
+scrimmage, or after you had kicked the ball, would try to put you down
+and out.
+
+"One of the pleasantest recollections I have of playing was my
+experience against the two great academy teams, West Point and
+Annapolis.
+
+"Never shall I forget one year when Bucknell played West Point. At an
+exciting moment in the game, Bucknell players made it possible for me to
+be in a position to kick the goal from the field from a difficult angle.
+After the score had been made the West Point team stood there stupefied,
+and when the crowd got the idea that a goal had been kicked from a
+peculiar angle, they gave us a rousing cheer. Such is the proper spirit
+of American football; to see some sunshine in your opponent's play.
+
+"Cheering helps so much to build up one's enthusiasm."
+
+Al Sharpe was one of the greatest all-around athletes that ever wore the
+blue of Yale. He, too, recalls the Yale-Princeton game of 1899 at New
+Haven, but the memory comes to him as a nightmare.
+
+"When I think about the 11 to 10 game at New Haven, which Princeton
+won," said Sharpe the last time I saw him, "I remember that after I had
+kicked a goal from the field and the score was 10 to 6, Skim Brown
+rushed up to me, and nearly took me off my feet with one of his friendly
+slaps across my back. Well do I remember the joy of that great Yale
+player at this stage of the game. Later, when Poe made his kick and I
+saw that the ball was going over the bar, I remember that the thing I
+wished most was that I could have been up in the line where I might have
+had a chance to block the kick.
+
+"My recollections of making the Yale team centered chiefly around three
+facts, none of which I was allowed to forget. First, that I was not any
+good, second that I couldn't tackle, and third that I ran like an
+ice-wagon. Since then I have seen so many really good players upon my
+different squads that I must admit the truth of the above statement,
+although at the time I am frank to say I took exception to it. Such is
+the optimism of youth."
+
+Jack Munn, a former Princeton halfback, tells the following story:
+
+"My brother, Edward Munn, was the manager of the Princeton team in 1893.
+In the spring of that year there was a conference with Yale
+representatives to decide where the game was to be played the following
+fall. Berkeley Oval, Brooklyn, Manhattan Field, and the respective
+fields of the two colleges all came under discussion, and I believe that
+some of the newspapers must have taken it up. One afternoon in the
+Murray Hill Hotel, when representatives of Yale and Princeton were
+discussing the various possibilities, a bellboy knocked at the door and
+handed my brother an elaborately engraved card on which, among various
+decorations, the name of Colonel Cody was to be distinguished. Buffalo
+Bill was invited to come up, and it seems that, reading or hearing of
+the discussion about the field for the game, he came to make a formal
+offer of the use of his tent. After setting forth the desirability of
+staging the game under the auspices of his Wild West Show, he brought
+his offer to a close with his trump card.
+
+"'For, gentlemen,' said he, 'besides all the other advantages which I
+have mentioned, there is this further attraction--my tent is well and
+sufficiently lighted so that you can not only hold a matinee, but you
+can give an evening performance as well.'
+
+"And those were the days of the flying wedge and two forty-five minute
+halves with only ten minutes intermission!"
+
+
+Walter C. Booth
+
+Walter C. Booth, a former Princeton center rush, was one of the select
+coterie of Eastern football men that wended its way westward to carry
+the eastern system into institutions that had had no opportunity to
+build up the game, yet were hungry for real football. Booth's trip was a
+successful one.
+
+"In the autumn of 1900, after graduating from college, I arrived at
+Lincoln, Nebraska, in the dual role of law student and football coach of
+the State University," says Booth. "This was my first trip west of
+Pittsburgh and I viewed my new duties with some apprehension. All doubts
+and fears were soon put at rest by the hearty encouragement and support
+that I received and retained in my Nebraska football relations.
+
+"Most of the Faculty were behind football, and H. Benjamin Andrews, at
+that time head of the University, was a staunch supporter of the game.
+Doctor Roscoe Pound, later dean of Harvard Law School, was the father of
+Nebraska football. He had as intimate an acquaintance with the rule book
+as any official I have ever known. His advice on knotty problems was
+always valuable. James I. Wyer, afterward State Librarian of New York,
+was our first financial director, and it was largely by reason of his
+unflagging zeal that football survived.
+
+"Football spirit ran high in the Missouri Valley and there were many
+hard fought contests among the teams of Iowa, Missouri, Kansas and
+Nebraska. Those who saw these games or played in them will never forget
+them.
+
+"Many amusing things happened in that section as well as in the East.
+The Haskell Indians were a picturesque team. They represented the
+Government School at Lawrence, Kansas--an institution similar to that of
+Carlisle. In fact, many of the same players played on both teams at
+different times. We always found them a hard nut to crack, and Redwater,
+Archiquette, Hauser and other Indian stars made their names well known
+on our field.
+
+"John Outland, the noted Pennsylvania player, had charge of the Indians
+when I knew them. He was a great player and a fine type of man, who
+succeeded in imparting some of his own personality to his pupils. He
+once showed me a dark faced Indian in Lawrence who must have been at
+least six feet four inches tall and of superb physique. He was a full
+blooded Cheyenne and went by the name of Bob Tail Billy. Outland tried
+hard to break him in at guard, but as no one understood Bob Tail's
+dialect, and he understood no one else, he never learned the signals,
+and proved unavailable.
+
+"We traveled far to play in those days; west to Boulder, Colorado,
+handicapped by an altitude of 5000 feet, south to Kansas City and north
+as far as St. Paul and Minneapolis. We were generally about 500 miles
+from our base. We were not able to take many deadheads."
+
+Harry Kersburg is one of the most enthusiastic Harvard football players
+I have ever met. He played guard on Harvard in 1904, '05 and '06 and is
+often asked back to Cambridge to coach the center men. From his playing
+days let us read what he prizes in his recollections:
+
+"My college career began at Lehigh, with the idea of eventually going to
+Harvard. As a football enthusiast, I came under the observation of
+Doctor Newton, who was coaching Lehigh at that time. Doc taught me the
+first football I ever knew. In one of the games against Union College
+Doc asked me before the game whether if he put me in I would deliver the
+goods. I said I would try and do my best. He said, 'That won't do. I
+don't want any man on my team who says, "I'll try." A man has got to say
+"I'll do it." From that time on I never said, 'I'll try,' but always
+said 'I'll do it.'
+
+"I shall never forget the day I played against John DeWitt. I did not
+know much about the finer points of football then. I weighed about 165
+pounds with my football clothes on, was five feet nine inches tall and
+sixteen years old. I shall always remember seeing that great big hawk of
+a man opposite me. I did not have cold feet. I knew I had to go in and
+give the best account of myself I could. It was like going up against a
+stone wall. John DeWitt certainly could use his hands, with the result
+that I resembled paper pulp when I came out of that game. DeWitt did
+everything to me but kill me. After I got my growth, weight and
+strength, plus my experience, I always had a desire to play against
+DeWitt to see if he could the same thing again.
+
+"In a Harvard-Yale game one year I remember an incident that took place
+between Carr, Shevlin and myself," says Harry.
+
+"Tom Shevlin usually stood near the goal line when Yale received the
+kick-off. As a matter of fact he caught the ball most of the time. The
+night before the Yale game in 1905, Bill Carr and myself were discussing
+what might come up the following day. Inasmuch as we always lined up
+side by side on the kick off, we made a wager that if Harvard kicked off
+we would each be the first to tackle Shevlin.
+
+"The next day Harvard won the toss and chose to kick off, and as we had
+hoped, Shevlin caught the ball. Carr and I raced down the field, each
+intent on being the first to tackle him. I crashed into Shevlin and
+spilled him, upsetting myself at the same time. When I picked myself up
+and looked around, Carr had Shevlin pinned securely to the ground. After
+the game we told Shevlin of our wager and he said that under the
+circumstances all bets were off as both had won."
+
+Former U. S. Attorney-General William H. Lewis, who is one of the
+leading representatives of the colored race, needs no introduction to
+the football world, says Kersburg. 'Bill,' or 'Lew,' as he is familiarly
+known to all Harvard men, laid the foundation for the present system of
+line play at Cambridge. He was actively engaged in coaching until 1907
+when he was obliged to give it up due to pressure of business.
+
+"In 1905 'Hooks' Burr and I played the guard positions. 'Lew' seemed to
+center his attention on us as we always received more 'calls' after each
+game than the other linemen for doing this, that, or the other thing
+wrong. In the Brown game of this year Hooks played against a colored
+man who was exceptionally good and who, Hooks admitted afterward, 'put
+it all over' him. The Monday following this game we received our usual
+'call.' After telling me what a rotten game I had played he turned on
+Burr and remarked. 'What the devil was the matter with you on Saturday,
+Hooks? That guard on the Brown team "smeared" you.' Burr replied, 'I
+don't know what was the matter with me. I used my hands on that nigger's
+head and body all through the game but it didn't seem to do any good.'
+Several of us who were listening felt a bit embarrassed that Hooks had
+unwittingly made this remark. The tension was relieved, however, when
+Lew drawled out, 'Why the devil didn't you kick him in the shins?' A
+burst of laughter greeted this sally."
+
+Donald Grant Herring, better known to football men in and out of
+Princeton as Heff, is one of the few American players of international
+experience. After a period of splendid play for the Tigers he went to
+England with a Rhodes Scholarship. At Merton College he continued his
+athletic career, and it was not long before he became a member of one of
+the most famous Rugby fifteens ever turned out by Oxford.
+
+Heff has always said that he enjoyed the English game, but whether the
+brand he played was American or English, his opponent usually got
+little enjoyment out of a hard afternoon with this fine Princeton
+athlete.
+
+"In the late summer of 1903, I was on a train coming east from Montana,"
+Heff tells me, "after a summer spent in the Rockies. A companion
+recognized among the passengers Doc Hillebrand, who was coming East from
+his ranch to coach the Princeton team. This companion who was still a
+Lawrenceville schoolboy, had the nerve to brace Hillebrand and tell him
+in my presence that I was going to enter Princeton that fall and that I
+was a star football player. You can imagine what Doc thought, and how I
+felt. However, Doc was kind enough to tell me to report for practice and
+to recognize me when I appeared on the field several weeks later. I soon
+drifted over to the freshman field and I want to admit here what caused
+me to do so. It was nothing more nor less than the size of Jim Cooney's
+legs. Jim was a classmate of mine whom I first saw on the football field
+when he and another tackle candidate were engaged in that delicate
+pastime known to linemen as breaking through. I realized at once that,
+if Jim and I were ever put up against one another, I would stand about
+as much chance of shoving him back as I would if I tried to push a steam
+roller. So I went over to the freshman field, where Howard Henry was
+coaching at the time. He was sending ends down the field and I remember
+being thrilled, after beating a certain bunch of them, at hearing him
+say: 'You in the brown jersey, come over here in the first squad.'
+
+"DeWitt's team beat Cornell 44-0. For years there hung on the walls of
+the Osborn Club at Princeton a splendid action picture of Dana Kafer
+making one of the touchdowns in that game. It was a mass on tackle play,
+and Jim Cooney was getting his Cornell opponent out of the way for Kafer
+to go over the line. The picture gave Jim dead away. He had a firm grip
+of the Cornell man's jersey and arm. Ten years or more afterward, a
+group, including Cooney, was sitting in the Osborn Club. In a spirit of
+fun one man said, 'Jim, we know now how you got your reputation as a
+tackle. We can see it right up there on the wall.' The next day the
+picture was gone.
+
+"After I was graduated from Princeton in 1907 I went to Merton College,
+Oxford. There are twenty-two different colleges in Oxford and eighteen
+in Cambridge. Each one has its own teams and crews and plays a regular
+schedule. From the best of these college teams the university teams are
+drawn. Each college team has a captain and a secretary, who acts as
+manager. At the beginning of the college year (early October) the
+captain and secretary of each team go around among the freshmen of the
+college and try to get as many of them as possible to play their
+particular sport; mine Rugby football. After a few days the captain
+posts on the college bulletin board, which is always placed at the
+Porter's Lodge, a notice that a squash will be held on the college
+field. A squash is what we would call practice.
+
+[Illustration: "THE NEXT DAY THE PICTURE WAS GONE"
+
+Jim Cooney Making a Hole for Dana Kafer.]
+
+"Sometimes for a few days before the game an Old Blue may come down to
+Oxford and give a little coaching to the team. Here often the captain
+does all the coaching. The Cambridge match is for blood, and, while
+friendly enough, is likely to be much more savage than any other. In the
+match I played in, which Oxford won 35-3, the record score in the whole
+series, which started in 1872, we had three men severely injured. In the
+first three minutes of the game one of our star backs was carried off
+the field with a broken shoulder, while our captain was kicked in the
+head and did not come out of his daze until about seven o'clock that
+evening. He played throughout the game, however. Our secretary was off
+the field with a knee cap out of place for more than half the game. A
+game of Rugby, by the way, consists of two 45-minute halves, with a
+three minute intermission. There are no substitutes, and if a man is
+injured, his team plays one man short. We beat Cambridge that year with
+thirteen men the greater part of the game, twelve for some time against
+their full team of fifteen. Their only try (touchdown in plain American)
+was scored when we had twelve men on the field. We were champions of
+England that year, and did not lose a match through the fall season,
+though we tied one game with the great Harlequins Club of London, whom
+we afterward beat in the return game. Of the fine fellows who made up
+that great Oxford team, six are dead, five of them 'somewhere in
+France.'"
+
+Carl Flanders was a big factor in the Yale rush line. Foster Sanford
+considers him one of the greatest offensive centers that ever played. He
+was six feet three and one-fourth inches tall and weighed 202 pounds.
+
+In 1906 Flanders coached the Indian team at Carlisle. Let us see some of
+the interesting things that characterize the Indian players, through
+Flanders' experience.
+
+The nicknames with which the Indians labelled each other were mostly
+those of animals or a weapon of defense. Mount Pleasant and Libby always
+called each other Knife. Bill Gardner was crowned Chicken Legs, Charles,
+one of the halfbacks, and a regular little tiger, was called Bird Legs.
+Other names fastened to the different players were Whale Bone, Shoe
+String, Tommyhawk and Wolf.
+
+The Indians always played cleanly as long as their opponents played that
+way. Dillon, an old Sioux Indian, and one of the fastest guards I ever
+saw, was a good example of this. If anybody started rough play, Dillon
+would say:
+
+"Stop that, boys!" and the chap who was guilty always stopped. But if
+an opponent continually played dirty football, Dillon would say grimly:
+"I'll get you!" On the next play or two, you'd never know how, the rough
+player would be taken out. Dillon had "got" his man.
+
+"Wallace Denny and Bemus Pierce got up a code of signals, using an
+Indian word which designated a single play. Among the Indian words which
+designated these signals were Water-bucket, Watehnee, Coocoohee. I never
+could find out what it all meant, and following the Indian team by this
+code of signals was a task which was too much for me."
+
+Bill Horr, renowned in Colgate and Syracuse, writes: "Colgate University
+and Colgate Academy are under the same administration, and the football
+teams were practicing when I entered school. I went out for the team and
+after the second practice I was put into the scrimmage. I was greatly
+impressed with the game and continued for the afternoon practice, and
+played at tackle in the first game of the season. In four years of
+winning football I became acquainted with such wonderful athletes as
+Riley Castleman and Walter Runge of the Colgate Varsity team.
+
+"In the fall of 1905 I entered Syracuse University and played right
+tackle on the varsity team for four years and was captain of the
+victorious 1908 team. In the four years I never missed a scrimmage or a
+game.
+
+"I think that one of the hardest games I ever played in was the game
+against Princeton in 1908, when they had such stars as Siegling,
+MacFadyen, Eddie Dillon and Tibbott. The game ended in a scoreless tie
+with the ball see-sawing back and forth on the 40-yard line. I had been
+accustomed to carry the ball, and had been successful in executing a
+forward pass of fifty-five yards in the Yale game the week before,
+placing the ball on the 1-yard line, only to lose it on a fumble.
+
+"I had the reputation of being a good-natured player, and indirectly
+heard it rumored many times by coaches and football players that they
+would like to see me fighting mad on the football field. The few
+Syracuse rooters who journeyed to Easton the day we played Lafayette had
+that opportunity. Dowd was the captain of the Lafayette team. Next to me
+was Barry, a first-class football player, who stripped in the
+neighborhood of 200 pounds. Just before the beginning of the second half
+I was in a crouching position ready to start, when some one dealt me a
+stinging blow on the ear. I was dazed for the time being. I turned to
+Barry and asked him who did it. He pointed to Dowd. From that instant I
+was determined to seek revenge. I was ignorant of the true culprit until
+about a year afterward, when Anderson, who played center, and was a good
+friend of mine, told me about it. It seemed that just before we went on
+the field for the second half Buck O'Neil, who was coaching the Syracuse
+team, told Barry to hit me and make me mad."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X
+
+COLLEGE TRADITIONS AND SPIRIT
+
+
+College life in America is rich in traditions. Customs are handed down
+class by class and year by year until finally they acquire the force of
+law. Each college and university has a community life and a character of
+its own.
+
+The spirit of each institution abides within its walls. It cannot be
+invaded by an outsider, or ever completely understood by one who has not
+grown up in it. The atmosphere of a college community is conservative.
+It is the outcome of generations of student custom and thought, which
+have resolved themselves into distinct grooves.
+
+It requires a thorough understanding of the customs of college men,
+their antics and pranks, to appreciate the fact that the performers are
+simply boys, carrying on the traditions of those gone before.
+Gray-haired graduates who know by experience what is embodied in college
+spirit, join feelingly in the old customs of their college days, and in
+observing the new customs which have grown out of the old.
+
+These traditional customs, some of them humorous, and others deeply
+moving in their sentiment, are among the first things that impress the
+freshman. He does not comprehend the meaning of them at once, nor does
+he realize that they are the product of generations of students, but he
+soon learns that there is something more powerful in college life than
+the brick and mortar of beautiful buildings, or high passing marks in
+the classroom. When he comes to know the value and the underlying spirit
+of the traditions of his college, he treasures them among the enduring
+memories of his life.
+
+The business man who never enjoyed the advantage of going to college, is
+puzzled as he witnesses the demonstration of undergraduate life, and he
+fails to catch the meaning; he does not understand; it has played no
+part in his own experience; college customs seem absurd to him, and he
+fails to appreciate that in these traditions our American college spirit
+finds expression.
+
+As an outsider views the result of a football victory, he sees perhaps
+only the bitter look of defeat on the losers' faces, and is at a loss to
+understand the loyal spirit of thousands of graduates and undergraduates
+who stand and cheer their team after defeat. Such a sight, undoubtedly,
+impresses him; but he turns his attention to the triumphant march of the
+victorious sympathizers around the field and watches the winners being
+borne aloft by hero worshipers; while hats by the thousands are being
+tossed over the cross bar of the goal post that carried the winning
+play.
+
+The snake dance of thousands of exulting students enlivens the
+scene--the spirit of glorious victory breaks loose.
+
+After the Harvard victory in 1908, in the midst of the excitement, a
+Harvard graduate got up from his seat, climbed over the fence, put his
+derby hat and bull-dog pipe on the grass, walked solemnly out a few
+paces, turned two complete handsprings, walked back, put on his hat,
+picked up his pipe, climbed solemnly over the fence again and took his
+place in the crowd. He was very businesslike about it and didn't say a
+word. He had to get it out of his system--that was all. Nobody laughed
+at him.
+
+One sees gray-haired men stand and cheer, sing and enthuse over their
+Alma Mater's team. For the moment the rest of the world is forgotten.
+Tears come with defeat to those on the grandstand, as well as to the
+players, and likewise happy smiles and joyous greetings come when
+victory crowns the day.
+
+In the midst of a crisis in the game, men and women, old and young,
+break over the bounds of conventionality, get acquainted with their seat
+mates and share the general excitement. The thrill of victory possesses
+them and the old grads embrace each other after a winning touchdown.
+
+There may be certain streets in a college town upon which a freshman is
+never seen. It may be that a freshman has to wear a certain kind of cap;
+his trousers must not be rolled up at the bottom. And if you should see
+a freshman standing on a balcony at night, singing some foolish song,
+with a crowd of sophomores standing below, you smile as you realize that
+you are witnessing the performance of some college custom.
+
+And if you see a young man dressed in an absurd fantastic costume, going
+about the streets of a city, or a quiet college town, it may mean an
+initiation into a certain society or club, and you will note that he
+does his part with a quiet, earnest look upon his face, realizing that
+he is carrying on a tradition which has endured for years.
+
+You hear the seniors singing on the campus, while the whole college
+listens. It is their hour. At games you see the cheer leaders take their
+places in front of the grandstand, and as they bend and double
+themselves into all sorts of shapes, they bring out the cheers which go
+to make college spirit strong.
+
+If you were at Yale, on what is known as "Tap Day," you would view in
+wonderment the solemnity and seriousness of the occasion. An election to
+a senior society is Yale's highest honor. As you sit on the old Yale
+fence you realize what it means to Yale men. In the secret life of the
+campus men yearn most for this honor and the traditional gathering of
+seniors under the oak tree for receiving elections is a college custom
+that has all the binding force of a most rigid law.
+
+
+ALUMNI PARADES
+
+Then come the alumni parades at Commencement. The old timers head the
+procession; those who came first, are first in line, and so on down to
+the youngest and most recent graduate.
+
+There are many interesting things in the parade, which bring out
+specific class peculiarities. In one college you may see gray-haired men
+walking behind an immense Sacred Bird, as it is called. This Bird--the
+creation of an ingenious mind--is the size of an ostrich and has all the
+semblance of life, with many lifelike tricks and habits.
+
+Men dress in all sorts of costumes. This is a day in which each class
+has some peculiar part, and all are united in the one big thought that
+it is a cherished college custom.
+
+You may see some man with the letter of his college on his sweater,
+another may have his class numerals, another may wear a gold football.
+These are not ordinary things to be purchased at sporting goods stores;
+they are a reward of merit. The college custom has made it so, and if in
+some college town the traditions of the university are such that a man,
+as he passes the Ma Newell gateway at Cambridge raises his hat in honor
+of this great Harvard hero, it is a tradition backed up by a wonderful
+spirit of love towards one who has gone. And then on Commencement Day
+when the seniors plant their class ivy--that is a token to remain behind
+them and flourish long after they are out in the wide, wide world.
+
+College tradition makes it possible for a poor boy to get an education.
+The poor fellow may wait on the table, where sit many rich men's sons,
+but they may be all chums with him; they are on the same footing; the
+campus of one is the campus of the other, and all you can say is "It is
+just the way of things--just the way it must be." More power to the man
+who works his way through college.
+
+It may be, as fellow college man, you are now recalling some custom that
+is carried out on a college street, in a dormitory, in a fraternity
+house, perhaps, or a club; perhaps in some boarding house, where you had
+your first introduction to a college custom; maybe in the cheapest
+rooming house in town you got your first impression of a bold, bad
+sophomore. You probably could have given him a good trouncing had he
+been alone, and yet you were prepared to take smilingly the hazing
+imposed upon you.
+
+Maybe some of you fondly recall a cannon stuck in the ground behind a
+historical building where once George Washington had his headquarters.
+Around about this traditional monument cluster rich memories as you
+review the many college ceremonies enacted there.
+
+Some of you, owing allegiance to a New England Alma Mater, may recall
+with smiles and perhaps mischievous satisfaction, the chequered career
+of the sculptured Sabrina in her various appearances and disappearances
+since the day, now long gone by, when in pedestaled repose she graced
+the college flower gardens. The Sabrina tradition is one of the golden
+legacies of Amherst life.
+
+In the formation of college spirit and traditions I am not unmindful of
+the tremendous moulding power of the college president or the popular
+college professors. This is strikingly illustrated in the expression of
+an old college man, who said in this connection:
+
+"I don't remember a thing Professor ---- said, but I remember him."
+
+When the graduate of a college has sons of his own, he realizes more
+fully than at any other time the great influence of personality upon
+youth. He understands better the problems that are faced by boys, and
+the great task and responsibility of the faculty.
+
+I know that there are many football men who at different times in their
+career have not always praised the work of the college professors, but
+now that the games are over they probably look back affectionately to
+the men who made them toe the mark, and by such earnestness helped them
+through their college career.
+
+It is undoubtedly true that the head masters and teachers in our
+preparatory schools and colleges generally appreciate the importance of
+developing the whole man, mental, moral and physical.
+
+
+SCHOOLMASTER AND BOY
+
+Indeed it is a wonderful privilege to work shoulder to shoulder with the
+boys in our preparatory schools as well as in our colleges. At a recent
+dinner I heard Doctor S. J. McPherson, of the Lawrenceville School,
+place before an alumni gathering a sentiment, which I believe is the
+sentiment of every worthy schoolmaster in our land.
+
+"Schoolmasters have attractive work and they can find no end of fun in
+it. I admit that in a boarding school they should be willing to spend
+themselves, eight days in the week and twenty-five hours a day. But no
+man goes far that keeps watching the clock. There may be good reasons
+for long vacations, but I regard the summer vacation as usually a bore
+for at least half the length of it.
+
+"To be worth his salt, a schoolmaster must, of course, have
+scholarship--the more the better. But that alone will never make him a
+quickening teacher. He must be 'apt to teach,' and must lose himself in
+his task if he is to transfuse his blood into the veins of boys. Above
+all, he must be a real man and not a manikin, and he must enjoy his
+boys--love them, without being quite conscious of the love, or at least
+without harping on it.
+
+"The ideal schoolmaster needs five special and spiritual senses: common
+sense, the sense of justice, the sense of honor, the sense of youth and
+the sense of humor. These five gifts are very useful in every worthy
+occupation.
+
+"Gentlemen, none of us schoolmasters has reached the ideal; however, we
+reach after it. Nevertheless, we neither need, nor desire your pity. We
+do not feel unimportant. Personally, I would not exchange jobs with the
+richest or greatest among you. I like my own job. It really looks to me,
+bigger and finer. I should rather have the right mold and put the right
+stamp on a wholesome boy than to do any other thing. It counts more for
+the world and is more nearly immortal. It is worth any man's life."
+
+Another factor in the formation and development of college traditions
+and college spirit is the influence of the men who shape the athletic
+policy.
+
+When one of the graduates returns to direct the athletic affairs of his
+Alma Mater, or those of another college he naturally becomes a potent
+influence in the life of the students. Great is his opportunity for
+character making. The men all look up to him and the spirit of hero
+worship is present everywhere. Such athletic directors are chosen
+largely because of their success on the athletic field. And when one can
+combine athletic directorship with scholastic knowledge, the combination
+is doubly effective.
+
+By association they know the real spirit and patriotic sentiment of the
+college men. They appreciate the fact that success in athletics, like
+success in life, depends not merely upon training the head, but upon
+training the will. Huxley said that:
+
+"The true object of all education, was to develop ability to do the
+thing that ought to be done when it ought to be done, whether one felt
+like doing it or not."
+
+Prompt obedience to rules and regulations develop character and the
+athletic director becomes, therefore, one of the most important of
+college instructors. A boy may be a welcher in his classroom work, but
+when he gets out on the athletic field and meets the eye of a man who is
+bound to get the most out of every player for the sake of his own
+reputation, as well as the reputation of the school or college, that boy
+finds himself in a new school. It is the school of discipline that
+resembles more nearly than anything else the competitive struggle in the
+business life of the outside world that he is soon to enter.
+
+Another exceedingly valuable trait that athletic life develops in a
+student is the spirit of honorable victory. The player is taught to win,
+to be sure, but he is also taught that victory must never overshadow
+honor.
+
+    Who misses or who wins the prize,
+    Go lose, or conquer, as you can
+    But if you fail, or if you rise,
+    Be each, Pray God, a gentleman.
+
+This tradition and atmosphere cannot be retained in institutions merely
+by the efforts of the students. The co-operation of the alumni is
+necessary. On this account it is unfortunate that the point of view of
+too many college men regarding their Alma Mater is limited to the years
+of their own school and college days.
+
+Our universities especially are beginning to learn that this has been a
+great mistake and that the continued interest and loyalty of the alumni
+are absolutely essential to insure progress and maintain the high
+standard of an institution. There is, in other words, a real sense in
+which the college belongs to the alumni. The faculty is engaged for a
+specific purpose and their great work is made much more profitable by
+the hearty co-operation of the old and young graduates who keep in close
+touch with the happenings and the spirit of their different alma maters.
+
+One of the best assets in any seat of learning is the constructive
+criticism of the alumni. Broad minded faculties invite intelligent
+criticism from the graduate body, and they usually get it.
+
+But after all, the real power of enthusiasm behind college traditions
+abides in the student body itself. How is this college patriotism
+aroused? What are its manifestations? What is it that awakens the desire
+for victory with honor, which is the real background of the great
+football demonstration that tens of thousands of Americans witness each
+year?
+
+As I think back in this connection upon my own college experiences, the
+athletic mass meeting stands out in my memory and records the moment
+when all that was best and strongest in my fighting spirit and manhood
+came out to meet the demand of the athletic leaders. It was at that time
+that the thrill and power of college spirit took mighty possession of
+me. It might have been the inspiring words of an old college leader
+addressing us, or perhaps it was the story of some incident that brought
+out the deep significance of the coming game. Indeed I have often
+thought that the spirit of loyalty and sacrifice aroused in the breast
+of the young man in a college mass meeting springs from the same noble
+source as the highest patriotism.
+
+
+MASS MEETING ENTHUSIASM
+
+How well do I recall the mass meeting held by the undergraduates in
+Alexander Hall Thursday night before the Yale game in 1898! The team and
+substitutes sat in the front row of seats. There was singing and
+cheering that aroused every man in the room to the highest pitch of
+enthusiasm. All eyes were focused on the cheer leader as he rehearsed
+the cheers and songs for the game, and as the speakers entered behind
+him on the platform, they received a royal welcome. There was Johnny
+Poe, Alex Moffat, some of the professors, including Jack Hibben, since
+president of Princeton, in addition to the coaches.
+
+I can almost hear again their words, as they addressed the gathering.
+
+"Fellows, we are here to-night to get ready to defeat Yale on Saturday.
+You men all know how hard the coaches have worked this year to get the
+team ready for the last big game. Captain Hillebrand and his men know
+that the college is with the team to a man. We are not here to-night to
+make college spirit, but we are here to demonstrate it.
+
+"Those of you who saw last year's team go down to defeat at New Haven,
+realize that the Princeton team this year has got to square that defeat.
+Garry Cochran and the other men who graduated are not here to play. The
+burden rests on the shoulders of the men in front of me, this year's
+team, and we know what they're going to do.
+
+"It is going to take the hardest kind of work to beat Yale on our own
+grounds. We must play them off their feet the first five minutes. I
+wonder if you men who are in Princeton to-day truly realize the great
+tradition of this dear college. Thousands and thousands of young men
+have walked across the same campus you travel. The Princeton of years
+gone by, is your Princeton to-day, so let us ever hold a high regard for
+those whose places we now occupy.
+
+"Already from far off points, Princeton men are starting back to see the
+Yale game--back to their Alma Mater. They're coming back to see the old
+rooms they used to live in, and it is up to us to make their visit a
+memorable one. You can do that by beating Yale."
+
+
+George K. Edwards
+
+Many of you men have perhaps heard of the great love for Princeton shown
+in the story of the last days of Horse Edwards, Princeton '89. He will
+never return to Princeton again. He used to live in East College, long
+since torn down. Some years after he left college, he was told that he
+had but a few short months to live. He decided to live them out at
+Princeton.
+
+One Friday afternoon in the summer of 1897, Horse Edwards arrived in
+Princeton from Colorado. He was very weak from his illness. He could
+barely raise his hand to wave to the host of old friends who greeted him
+as he drove from the station to East College, where his old room had
+been arranged as in his college days for his return.
+
+There he was visited by many friends of the old days, who had come back
+for Commencement. Old memories were revived. That night he attended his
+club dinner, and the following day was wheeled out to the field to see
+the baseball game, Princeton beat Yale 16 to 8, and his cup of happiness
+was overflowing. On the following Monday Horse Edwards died. He told his
+close friends that as long as he had to go, he was happy that he had
+been granted his last wish--to die there at Princeton. And his memory is
+a treasured college tradition.
+
+
+Job E. Hedges
+
+Among the men who are always welcome at Princeton mass meetings and
+dinners, is Job E. Hedges. I remember what he said at a mass meeting at
+Princeton in 1896. He was then secretary to Mayor Strong, in New York,
+in which city the game with Yale took place that year.
+
+The scene was in the old gymnasium. Every inch of space was occupied. On
+the front seats sat the team and substitutes. Around them and in the
+small gallery were the students in mass. Before the team were prominent
+alumni, trustees and some members of the faculty. Earnest appeal had
+been made by the various speakers tending to arouse the team to a high
+point of enthusiasm and courage, and the interest of their alma mater
+and of the alumni had been earnestly pictured. Mr. Hedges was called on
+as he frequently is at Princeton gatherings and as the usual field had
+been fairly covered, his opportunities were limited, without repetition
+of what had been said. He addressed the team and substitutes in typical
+Princeton fashion and concluded, so far as a record is made of it,
+somewhat as follows:
+
+"There is a feeling in the public mind that football games breed
+dissipation and are naturally followed by unseemly conduct. We all know
+that much of the excitement following football games in New York is due
+largely not to college men but others, who take the game as an excuse
+and the time as an opportunity to indulge in more or less boisterous
+conduct, with freedom from interference usually accorded at that time. I
+wish it thoroughly understood that in no way as a Princeton man do I
+countenance dissipation, intemperance, boisterous or unseemly conduct.
+It may be a comfort for you men to know, however, that I am personally
+acquainted with every police magistrate in the City of New York. While I
+do not claim to have any influence with them, nor would I try to
+exercise it improperly, nevertheless if the team wins and any man should
+unintentionally and weakly yield to the strain consequent upon such a
+victory, I can be found that night at my residence. Any delinquent will
+have my sympathetic and best efforts in his behalf. If, however, the
+team loses, and any one goes over the line of propriety, he will have
+from me neither sympathy nor assistance and I shall be absent from the
+city."
+
+It is related that on the night following the victory, several daring
+spirits decorated themselves with cards hung from their necks bearing
+this legend, "Don't arrest me, I am a friend of Job Hedges." With these
+they marched up and down Broadway and, though laboring under somewhat
+strange conditions, were not molested. A full account of this
+expeditionary force appeared in the daily papers the next morning and it
+is related that there was a brisk conversation between Mr. Hedges and
+the mayor, when the former arrived at the City Hall, which took on, not
+an orange and black hue, but rather a lurid flame, of which Mayor Strong
+was supposed to be but was not the victim.
+
+The net result of the scene, however, was that the team won, there was a
+moderate celebration and no Princeton man was arrested.
+
+[Illustration: JOHNNY POE, FOOTBALL PLAYER AND SOLDIER]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI
+
+JOHNNY POE'S OWN STORY
+
+
+Johnny Poe was a member of the Black Watch, that famous Scotch Regiment
+whose battles had followed the English flag. On the graves of the Black
+Watch heroes the sun never sets. Johnny Poe's death came on September
+25th, 1915, in the Battle of Loos. Nelson Poe has given me the following
+information regarding Johnny's death. It comes direct from Private W.
+Faulkner, a comrade who was in the charge when Johnny fell.
+
+In the morning during the attack we went out on a party carrying bombs.
+Poe and myself were in this party. We had gone about half way across an
+open field when Poe was hit in the stomach. He was then five yards in
+front of me and I saw him fall. As he fell he said, 'Never mind me. Go
+ahead with our boxes.' On our return for more bombs we found him lying
+dead. Shortly after he was buried at a place between the British and
+German lines. I have seen his grave which is about a hundred yards to
+the left of 'Lone Tree' on the left of Loos. 'Lone Tree' is the only
+landmark near. The grave is marked with his name and regiment.
+
+Just what Johnny Poe's heroic finish on the battle field meant to us
+here at home is the common knowledge of all football men and indeed of
+all sportsmen. There is ample evidence, moreover, that it attracted the
+attention of the four corners of the earth. Life in London or Paris was
+not all roses to the Americans compelled to remain there at the height
+of the war.
+
+Paul Mac Whelan, a Yale man and football writer, had occasion to be in
+London shortly after the news of Poe's death in battle was received
+there. Talking with Whelan after his return he impressed upon me the
+place that Poe had made for himself in the hearts of at least one of the
+fighting countries.
+
+"You know," said he, "that at about that time Americans were not very
+popular. There seemed to be a feeling everywhere that we should have
+been on the firing line. This feeling developed the fashion of polite
+jeering to a point that made life abroad uncomfortable until Johnny Poe
+fell fighting in the ranks of the Black Watch on the plains of Flanders.
+In the dull monotony of the casualty list his name at first slipped by
+with scant mention. It was the publication in the United States of the
+story of his fighting career which stimulated newspaper interest not
+merely in England, but throughout the British Empire. To Australia,
+Canada, New Zealand and South Africa--into the farthest corners of the
+earth--went the tale of the death of a great American fighter.
+
+"I met one man, a lawyer, on his way to do some peace work, and he told
+me that he thought Poe had no right to be in the ranks of a foreign
+army. Probably most of the pacifists would have returned the same
+verdict regardless of Poe's love for the cause of the Allies. Yet among
+the thousands of Americans in Europe in the month following Poe's death,
+there was complete unity of opinion that the old Princeton football star
+had done more for his country than all the pacifists put together.
+
+"'A toast to the memory of Poe,' said one of the group of Americans in
+the Savoy, that famous gathering place of Yankees in London. 'His death
+has made living a lot easier for his countrymen who have to be in France
+and England during the war.'"
+
+"There is not an army on the continent in which Americans have not died,
+but no death in action, not even that of Victor Chapman the famous
+American aviator in France, gave such timely proof of American valor as
+that of Poe. In London for a month after his death there was talk among
+Americans and in the university clubs about raising funds for some
+permanent memorial in London to Poe. There are many memorials to
+Englishmen in America and it would seem that there is a place and a real
+reason for erecting a memorial in London to a fighting American who gave
+his life for a cause to England."
+
+I have always treasured, in my football collection, some anecdotes
+which Johnny Poe wrote several years ago while in Nevada. In fact, from
+reading his stories, after his death, I got the inspiration that
+prompted me to write this book.
+
+"The following stories were picked up by me," says Johnny, "through the
+course of college years, and after. Some of the incidents I have
+actually witnessed, of others my brothers have told me, when we talked
+over Princeton victories and defeats with the reasons for both, and
+still others I have heard from the lips of Princeton men as they grew
+reminiscent sitting around the cozy fireplace in the Trophy room at the
+Varsity Club House, with the old footballs, the scores of many a hard
+fought Princeton victory emblazoned upon them, and the banners with the
+names of the members of the winning teams thereon inscribed looking down
+from their places on the walls and ceilings."
+
+How the undergraduates long to have their names enrolled on the
+victorious banner, knowing that they will be looked up to by future
+college generations of the sons of Old Nassau!
+
+These old banners have much the same effect upon Princeton teams as did
+the name of Horatius upon the young Romans'!
+
+    And still his name sounds strong unto the men of Rome,
+    As a trumpet blast which calls to them to charge the Volsian home;
+    And wives still pray to Juno for boys with hearts as bold
+    As his who kept the bridge so well
+    In the brave days of old.
+
+Well do they know that Mother Princeton is not chary of her praise, when
+she knows that they have planted her banner on the loftiest tower of her
+enemies' stronghold.
+
+The evenings spent in the Trophy room, the Grill Room of the Princeton
+Inn and in the hallways around a cheerful fire of the numerous Princeton
+clubs make me think of nights in the Mess room of crack British
+regiments, so graphically described by Kipling.
+
+The general public cannot understand the seriousness with which college
+athletes take the loss of an important game. There is a Princeton
+football Captain who was so broken up over a defeat by Yale that, months
+after on the cattle range of New Mexico, as he lay out at night on his
+cow-boy bed and thought himself unobserved, he fell to sobbing as if his
+heart would break.
+
+A football victory to many men is as dearly longed for as any goal of
+ambition in life. How else would they strive so fiercely, one side to
+take the ball over, the other to prevent them doing so!
+
+Very few of the public hear the exhortation and cursing as the ball
+slowly but irresistibly is rushed to the goal of the opponent.
+
+"Billy, if you do that again I'll cut your heart out!"
+
+"Yale, if you ever held, hold now!"
+
+How the calls to victory come back!
+
+As Hughes says in Tom Brown's School Days, a scrimmage in front of the
+goal posts, or the Consulship of Plancus, is no child's play.
+
+My earliest Princeton football hero was Alex Moffat '84. My brother
+Johnson was in his class and played on the same team, and would often
+talk of him to my brothers and to me. He used to give us a sort of
+
+    "Listen my children and you shall hear
+    Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, etc."
+
+Though my brother is a small man, I thought all other Princeton players
+must be 9 cubits and a half, or as a reporter once said of Symmes '92,
+center rush in Princeton team of '90 and '91, "An animated whale, broad
+as the moral law and heavy as the hand of fate." I consider Alex Moffat
+the greatest goal kicker college football has produced. One football in
+the Princeton Trophy room has on it, "Princeton 26, Harvard 7." In that
+game Moffat kicked five goals from the field, three with his right and
+two with his left foot, besides the goals from the touchdowns.
+
+A Harvard guard made the remark after the third goal, "We came here to
+play football, not to play against phenomenal kicking."
+
+Princeton men cannot help feeling that Moffat should have been allowed a
+goal against Yale in his Post-graduate year of '84, which was called
+before the full halves had been played and decided a draw, Yale being
+ahead, 6 to 4. Princeton claimed it but the Referee said he didn't see
+it, which caused Moffat to exclaim--something.
+
+An amusing story is told in connection with this decision. Quite a
+number of years after Jim Robinson who was trainer of the Princeton team
+in '84, went down to the dock to see his brother off for Europe. Looking
+up he beheld on the deck above, the man who had refereed the '84 game,
+and whom he had not seen since, "Smith," he said, "I have a brother on
+this boat, but I hope she sinks."
+
+Tilly Lamar's name is highly honored at Princeton, not only because he
+won the '85 game against Yale by a run of about 90 yards, but because he
+died trying to save a girl from drowning. Only a few months later, in
+the summer of '91, Fred Brokaw '92, was drowned at Elberon while trying
+to save two girls from the ocean. Both Lamar and Brokaw's pictures adorn
+the walls of the Varsity Club House.
+
+The first game I ever saw the Princeton Team play was with Harvard in
+'88, which the former won 18 to 6. I was in my brother's ('91) room
+about three hours and a half before the game, and Jere Black and
+Channing, the halfbacks, were there. As Channing left he remarked,
+"Something will have happened before I get back to this room again,"
+referring to the game, which doubtless made him a bit nervous.
+
+I believe he was no more nervous ten years after, when in the Rough
+Riders he waited for word to advance up that bullet swept hill before
+Santiago.
+
+'81 was the year so many Divinity students played on the Varsity: Hector
+Cowan the great tackle, Dick Hodge the strategist, Sam Hodge, Bob Speer,
+and I think Irvine; men all, who as McCready Sykes said, "Feared God and
+no one else." Hector Cowan is considered one of the best tackles that
+ever wore the Orange and Black jersey. While rough, he was never a dirty
+player.
+
+In a game with Wesleyan, his opponent cried out angrily, "Keep your
+hands for pounding on your Bible, don't be sticking them in my face."
+One day in a game against the Scrub, Cowan had passed everyone except
+the fullback and was bearing down on him like a tornado, when within a
+few feet of the fullback the latter jumped aside and said politely,
+"Pass on, sir, pass on." Cowan played on two winning teams, '85 and '89.
+
+In '89 the eligibility rules at the college were not as strict as now,
+so as Princeton needed a tackle, Walter Cash who had played on
+Pennsylvania the year before, was sent for and came all the way from
+Wyoming. He came so hurriedly that his wardrobe consisted of two
+6-shooters and a monte deck of cards, on account of which he was dubbed
+"Monte" Cash. Cash was not fond of attending lectures, and once the
+faculty had him up before them and told him what a disgrace it would be
+if he were dropped out of College. "It may be in the East, but we don't
+think much of a little thing like that out West," was his reply. Cash
+was in the Rough Riders and was wounded at San Juan.
+
+Sport Donnelly was a great end that year. Heffelfinger the great Yale
+guard who is probably the best that ever played, said of Donnelly, that
+he was the only player he had ever seen who could slug and keep his eye
+on the ball at the same time. The following story is often told of how
+Donnelly got Rhodes of Yale ruled off in '89. Rhodes had hit Channing of
+Princeton in the eye, so that Donnelly was laying for him, and when
+Rhodes came through the line, Donnelly grabbed up two handsful of
+mud--it was a very muddy field--and rubbed them in his face and
+hollered, "Mr. Umpire," so that when Rhodes, in a burst of righteous
+indignation, hit him, the Umpire saw it and promptly ruled Rhodes from
+the field.
+
+Snake Ames and House Janeway played that year, and as the latter was
+big--210 pounds stripped--and good natured, Ames thought that if he
+could only get Janeway angry he would play even better than usual, so,
+with Machiavellian craft, he said to him before the Harvard game,
+"House, the man you are going to play against to-morrow insulted your
+girl. I heard him do it, so you want to murder him." "All right," said
+House, ominously, and as Princeton won, 41 to 15, Janeway must certainly
+have helped a heap.
+
+George played center for Princeton four years, and for three years "Pa"
+Corbin and George played against each other, and, as cow-boys would say,
+"sure did chew each other's mane." I don't mean slugged.
+
+My brother Edgar '91 was a great admirer of George. In '88 Edgar was
+playing in the scrub, and George broke through and was about to make a
+tackle when the former knocked one of his arms down as it was
+outstretched to catch it. George missed the tackle but said nothing. A
+second time almost identically the same thing occurred. This time he
+remarked grimly, "Good trick that, Poe." But when the same thing
+happened a third time on the same afternoon, he exclaimed, "Poe, if you
+weren't so small, I'd hit you."
+
+In '89 Thomas '90, substitute guard, was highly indignant at the way
+some Boston newspaper described him. "The Princeton men were giants, one
+in particular was picturesque in his grotesqueness. He was 6 feet 5 and,
+when he ran, his arms and legs moved up and down like the piston rods of
+an engine."
+
+In '90 Buck Irvine '88 brought an unknown team to Princeton, Franklin
+and Marshall, which he coached, and they scored 16 points against the
+Tigers. And though the latter won, 33 to 16, still that was the largest
+score ever made against Princeton up to that time. They did it, too, by
+rushing, which was all the more to their credit.
+
+Victor Harding, Harvard, and Yup Cook, Princeton '89, had played on
+Andover and Exeter, respectively, and had trouble then, so four years
+later when they met, one on Princeton and the other on Harvard, they had
+more trouble. Both were ruled off for rough work. Cook picked Harding up
+off the ground and slammed him down and then walked off the field. In a
+few minutes Harding, after trying to trip Ames, also was ruled off. That
+was the net result of the old Andover-Exeter feud.
+
+In '91 Princeton was playing Rutgers. Those were the days of the old "V"
+trick in starting a game. When the Orange and Black guards and centers
+tore up the Rutgers' V it was found that the Captain of the latter team
+had broken his leg in the crush. He showed great nerve, for while
+sitting on the ground waiting for a stretcher, he remarked in a
+nonchalant way, "Give me a cigarette. I could die for Old Rutgers," his
+tone being "Me first and then Nathan Hale." One version quite prevalent
+around Princeton has it that a Tiger player rushed up and exclaimed,
+"Die then." This is not true as I played in that game and know whereof I
+speak.
+
+Fifteen years after that had happened, I met Phil Brett who had
+captained the Rutgers Team that day, and he told me that his life had
+been a burden to him at times, and like Job, he felt like cursing God
+and dying, because often upon coming into a cafe or even a hotel
+dining-room some half drunken acquaintance would yell out, "Hello, Phil,
+old man, could you die for dear Old Rutgers?"
+
+Several years ago while in the Kentucky Militia in connection with one
+of those feud cases, I was asked by a private if I were related to Edgar
+Allan Poe, "De mug what used to write poetry," and when I replied, "Yes,
+he was my grandmother's first cousin," he, evidently thinking I was too
+boastful, remarked, "Well, man, you've got a swell chance."
+
+So, knowing that the football season is near I think I have a "swell
+chance" to tell some of the old football stories handed down at
+Princeton from college generation to generation. If I have hurt any old
+Princeton players' feelings, I do humbly ask pardon and assure them that
+it is unintentional; for as the Indians would put it, my heart is warm
+toward them, and, when I die, place my hands upon my chest and put their
+hands between my hands.
+
+With apologies to Kipling in his poem when he speaks of the parting of
+the Colonial troops with the Regulars:
+
+    "There isn't much we haven't shared
+      For to make the Elis run.
+    The same old hurts, the same old breaks,
+      The same old rain and sun.
+    The same old chance which knocked us out
+      Or winked and let us through.
+    The same old joy, the same old sorrow,
+      Good-bye, good luck to you."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII
+
+ARMY AND NAVY
+
+    When the Navy meets the Army,
+      When the friend becomes the foe,
+    When the sailor and the soldier
+      Seek each other to o'erthrow;
+    When old vet'rans, gray and grizzled,
+      Elbow, struggle, push, and shove,
+    That they may cheer on to vict'ry
+      Each the service of his love;
+    When the maiden, fair and dainty,
+      Lets her dignity depart,
+    And, all breathless, does her utmost
+      For the team that's next her heart;
+    When you see these strange things happen,
+      Then we pray you to recall
+    That the Army and Navy
+      Stand firm friends beneath it all.
+
+
+There is a distinctive flavor about an Army-Navy football game which,
+irrespective of the quality of the contending elevens and of their
+relative standing among the high-class teams in any given season, rates
+these contests annually as among the "big games" of the year. Tactically
+and strategically football bears a close relation to war. That is a
+vital reason why it should be studied and applied in our two government
+schools.
+
+On the part of the public there is general appreciation of the spirit
+which these two academies have brought into the great autumn sport, a
+spirit which combines with football per se the color, the martial pomp,
+the _elan_ of the military. The merger is a happy one, because football
+in its essence is a stern, grim game, a game that calls for
+self-sacrifice, for mental alertness and for endurance; all these are
+elements, among others, which we commonly associate with the soldier's
+calling.
+
+If West Point and Annapolis players are not young men, who, after
+graduation, will go out into the world in various civil professions or
+other pursuits relating to commerce and industry, they are men, on the
+contrary, who are being trained to uphold the honor of our flag at home
+or abroad, as fate may decree--fighting men whose lives are to be
+devoted to the National weal. It would be strange, therefore, if games
+in which those thus set apart participate, were not marked by a quality
+peculiarly their own. To far-flung warships the scores are sent on the
+wings of the wireless and there is elation or depression in many a
+remote wardroom in accordance with the aspect of the news. In lonely
+army posts wherever the flag flies word of the annual struggle is
+flashed alike to colonel and the budding second lieutenant still with
+down on lip, by them passed to the top sergeant and so on to the bottom
+of the line.
+
+Every football player who has had the good fortune to visit West Point
+or Annapolis, there to engage in a gridiron contest, has had an
+experience that he will always cherish. Every team, as a rule, looks
+forward to out of town trips, but when an eleven is to play the Army or
+the Navy, not a little of the pleasure lies in anticipation.
+
+Mayhap the visitor even now is recalling the officer who met him at the
+station, and his hospitable welcome; the thrill that resulted from a
+tour, under such pleasant auspices, of the buildings and the natural
+surroundings of the two great academies. There was the historic campus,
+where so many great Army and Navy men spent their preparatory days. An
+inspiration unique in the experience of the visitor was to be found in
+the drill of the battalion as they marched past, led by the famous
+academy bands.
+
+There arose in the heart of the stranger perhaps, the thought that he
+was not giving to his country as much as these young men. Such is the
+contagion of the spirit of the two institutions. There is always the
+thrill of the military whether the cadets and midshipmen pass to the
+urge of martial music in their purely military duties, or in equally
+perfect order to the ordinary functions of life, such as the daily
+meals, which in the colleges are so informal and in the mess hall are so
+precise. Joining their orderly ranks in this big dining-room one comes
+upon a scene never to be forgotten.
+
+In the process of developing college teams, an eleven gets a real test
+at either of these academies; you get what you go after; they are out to
+beat you; their spirit is an indomitable one; your cherished idea that
+you cannot be beaten never occurs to them until the final whistle is
+blown. Your men will realize after the game that a bruised leg or a lame
+joint will recall hard tackling of a player like Mustin of the Navy, or
+Arnold of West Point, souvenirs of the dash they put into their play.
+Maybe there comes to your mind a recollection of the Navy's fast
+offense; their snappy play; the military precision with which their work
+is done. Possibly you dream of the wriggling open field running of Snake
+Izard, or the bulwark defense of Nichols; or in your West Point
+experiences you are reminded of the tussle you had in suppressing the
+brilliant Kromer, that clever little quarterback and field general, or
+the task of stopping the forging King, the Army's old captain and
+fullback.
+
+Not less vivid are the memories of the spontaneous if measured cheering
+behind these men--a whole-hearted support that was at once the
+background and the incentive to their work. The "Siren Cheer" of the
+Navy and the "Long Corps Yell" of the Army still ringing in the ears of
+the college invader were proof of the drive behind the team.
+
+I have always counted it a privilege that I was invited to coach at
+Annapolis through several football seasons. It was an unrivalled
+opportunity to catch the spirit that permeates the atmosphere of this
+great Service school and to realize how eagerly the progress of football
+is watched by the heroes of the past who are serving wherever duty
+calls.
+
+It was there that I met Superintendent Wainwright. His interest in
+Annapolis football was keen. Another officer whose friendship I made at
+the Academy was Commander Grant, who later was Rear Admiral, Commander
+of the Submarine Flotilla. His spirit was truly remarkable. The way he
+could talk to a team was an inspiration.
+
+It was during the intermission of a Navy-Carlisle game when the score
+was 11 to 6 in Carlisle's favor, that this exponent of fighting spirit
+came into the dressing-room and in a talk to the team spared nothing and
+nobody. What he said about the White man not being able to defeat the
+Indian was typical. As a result of this unique dressing-room scene when
+he commanded the Navy to win out over the Indians, his charges came
+through to victory by the score of 17-11.
+
+There is no one man at Annapolis who sticks closer to the ship and
+around whom more football traditions have grown than Paul Dashiell, a
+professor in the Academy. He bore for many years the burden of
+responsibility of Annapolis football. His earnest desire has been to
+see the Navy succeed. He has worked arduously, and whenever Navy men get
+together they speak enthusiastically of the devotion of this former
+Lehigh hero, official and rule maker. Players have come and gone; the
+call in recent years has been elsewhere, but Paul Dashiell has remained,
+and his interest in the game has been manifested by self-denial and hard
+work. Defeat has come to him with great sadness, and there are many
+games of which he still feels the sting; these come to him as nightmares
+in his recollections of Annapolis football history. Great has been his
+joy in the Navy's hour of victory.
+
+It was here at Annapolis that I learned something of the old Navy
+football heroes. Most brilliant of all, perhaps, was Worth Bagley, a
+marvelous punter and great fighter. He lost his life later in the war
+with Spain, standing to his duty under open fire on the deck of the
+_Winslow_ at Cardenas, with the utter fearlessness that was
+characteristic of him.
+
+I heard of the deeds on the football field of Mike Johnson, Trench,
+Pearson, McCormack, Cavanaugh, Reeves, McCauley, Craven, Kimball and
+Bookwalter. I have played against the great Navy guard Halligan. I saw
+developed the Navy players, Long, Chambers, Reed, Nichols and Chip
+Smith, who later was in charge of the Navy athletics. He was one of the
+best quarterbacks the Navy ever had. I saw Dug Howard grow up from
+boyhood in Annapolis and develop into a Navy star; saw him later coach
+their teams to victory; witnessed the great playing of Dougherty,
+Piersol, Grady and Bill Carpenter, who is no longer on the Navy list.
+All these players, together with Norton, Northcroft, Dague, Halsey,
+Ingram, Douglas, Jerry Land, Babe Brown and Dalton stand out among those
+who have given their best in Army and Navy games.
+
+Young Nichols, who was quarterback in 1912, was a most brilliant ground
+gainer. He resigned from the Service early in 1913, receiving a
+commission in the British Army. He was wounded, but later returned to
+duty only to be killed shortly afterward. Another splendid man.
+
+In speaking of Navy football I cannot pass over the name of W. H.
+Stayton, a man whose whole soul seemed to be permeated with Navy
+atmosphere, and who is always to be depended upon in Navy matters. The
+association that I formed later in life with McDonough Craven and other
+loyal Navy football men gave me an opportunity to learn of Annapolis
+football in their day.
+
+The list of men who have been invited to coach the Navy from year to
+year is a long one. The ideal method of development of an undergraduate
+team is by a system of coaching conducted by graduates of that
+institution. Such alumni can best preserve the traditions, correct
+blunders of other years, and carry through a continuous policy along
+lines most acceptable. Graduate coaching exclusively is nearly
+impossible for Navy teams, for the graduates, as officers, are stationed
+at far distant points, mostly on board ship. Their duties do not permit
+of interruption for two months. They cannot be spared from turret and
+bridge; from the team work so highly developed at present on shipboard.
+Furthermore, their absence from our country sometimes for years, keeps
+them out of touch with football generally, and it is impossible for them
+to keep up to date--hence the coaching from other institutions.
+
+[Illustration: NORTHCROFT KICKING THE FIELD GOAL ANTICIPATED BY THE NAVY
+AND FEARED BY THE ARMY]
+
+Lieutenant Frank B. Berrien was one of the early coaches and an able
+one. Immediately afterward Dug Howard for three years coached the team
+to victory. The Navy's football future was then turned over to Jonas
+Ingram, with the idea of working out a purely graduate system, in the
+face of such serious obstacles as have already been pointed out.
+
+One of the nightmares of my coaching experiences was the day that the
+Army beat the Navy through the combined effort of the whole Army team
+plus the individual running of Charlie Daly. This run occurred at the
+very start of the second half. Doc Hillebrand and I were talking on the
+side lines to Evarts Wrenn, the Umpire. None of us heard the whistle
+blow for the starting of the second half. Before we knew it the Army
+sympathizers were on their feet cheering and we saw Daly hitting it up
+the field, weaving through the Navy defense.
+
+Harmon Graves, who was coaching West Point that year, has since told me
+that the Army coaches had drilled the team carefully in receiving the
+ball on a kick-off--with Daly clear back under the goal posts. On the
+kick-off, the Navy did just what West Point had been trained to expect.
+Belknap kicked a long high one direct to Daly, and then and there began
+the carefully prepared advance of the Army team. Mowing down the
+oncoming Navy players, the West Point forwards made it possible for
+clever Daly to get loose and score a touchdown after a run of nearly the
+entire length of the field.
+
+This game stands out in my recollection as one of the most sensational
+on record. The Navy, like West Point, had had many victories, but the
+purpose of this book is not to record year by year the achievements of
+these two institutions, but rather catch their spirit, as one from
+without looks in upon a small portion of the busy life that is typical
+of these Service schools.
+
+Scattered over the seven seas are those who heard the reveille of
+football at Annapolis. From a few old-timers let us garner their
+experiences and the effects of football in the Service.
+
+C. L. Poor, one of the veterans of the Annapolis squad, Varsity and
+Hustlers, has something to say concerning the effect of football upon
+the relationship between officers and men.
+
+"Generally speaking," he says, "it is considered that the relationship
+is beneficial. The young officer assumes qualities of leadership and
+shows himself in a favorable light to the men, who appreciate his
+ability to show them something and do it well. The average young
+American, whether himself athletic or not, is a bit of a hero worshipper
+towards a prominent athlete, and so the young officer who has good
+football ability gets the respect and appreciation of the crew to start
+with."
+
+J. B. Patton, who played three years at Annapolis, says of the early
+days:
+
+"I entered the Academy in 1895. In those days athletics were not
+encouraged. The average number of cadets was less than 200, and the
+entrance age was from 14 to 18--really a boys' school. So when an
+occasional college team appeared, they looked like old men to us.
+
+"Match games were usually on Saturday afternoon, and all the cadets
+spent the forenoon at sail drill on board the _Wyoming_ in Chesapeake
+Bay. I can remember spending four hours racing up and down the top
+gallant yard with Stone and Hayward, loosing and furling sail, and then
+returning to a roast beef dinner, followed by two 45-minute halves of
+football.
+
+"One of our best games, as a rule, was with Johns Hopkins University.
+Paul Dashiell, then a Hopkins man, usually managed to smuggle one or
+more Poes to Annapolis with his team. We knew it, but at that time we
+did not object because we usually beat the Hopkins team.
+
+"Another interesting match was with the Deaf Mutes from Kendall College.
+It was a standing joke with us that they too frequently smuggled good
+football players who were not mutes. These kept silent during the game
+and talked with their hands, but frequently when I tackled one hard and
+fell on him, I could hear him cuss under his breath."
+
+M. M. Taylor brings us down to Navy football of the early nineties.
+
+"In my day the principal quality sought was beef. Being embryo sailors
+we had to have nautical terms for our signals, and they made our
+opponents sit up and take notice. When I played halfback I remember my
+signals were my order relating to the foremast. For instance,
+'Fore-top-gallant clew lines and hands-by-the-halyards' meant that I was
+the victim. On the conclusion of the order, if the captain could not
+launch a play made at once, he had to lengthen his signal, and sometimes
+there would be a string of jargon, intelligible only to a sailor, which
+would take the light yard men aloft, furl the sail, and probably cast
+reflections on the stowage of the bunt. Anything connected with the
+anchor was a kick. The mainmast was consecrated to the left half, and
+the mizzen to the fullback.
+
+"In one game our lack of proper uniform worked to our advantage. I was
+on the sick list and had turned my suit over to a substitute. I braved
+the doctor's disapproval and went into the game in a pair of long
+working trousers and a blue flannel shirt. The opposing team,
+Pennsylvania, hailed me as 'Little Boy Blue,' and paid no further
+attention to me, so that by good fortune I made a couple of scores. Then
+they fell upon me, and at the close all I had left was the pants."
+
+J. W. Powell, captain of the '97 team, tells of the interim between
+Army-Navy games.
+
+"Our head coach was Johnny Poe," he says, "and he and Paul Dashiell took
+charge of the squad. Some of our good men were Rus White, Bill Tardy,
+Halligan and Fisher, holding over from the year before. A. T. Graham and
+Jerry Landis in the line. A wild Irishman in the plebe class, Paddy
+Shea, earned one end position in short order, while A. H. McCarthy went
+in at the other wing. Jack Asserson, Bobby Henderson, Louis Richardson
+and I made up the backfield. In '95, Princeton had developed their
+famous ends back system which was adopted by Johnny Poe and the game we
+played that year was built around this system. Johnny was a deadly
+tackler and nearly killed half the team with his system of live tackling
+practice. This was one of the years in which there was no Army and Navy
+game and our big game was the Thanksgiving Day contest with Lafayette.
+Barclay, Bray and Rinehart made Lafayette's name a terror in the
+football world. The game resulted in an 18 to 6 victory for Lafayette.
+
+"My most vivid recollections of that game are McCarthy's plucky playing
+with his hand in a plaster cast, due to a broken bone, stopping Barclay
+and Bray repeatedly in spite of this handicap, and my own touchdown,
+after a twelve yard run, with Rinehart's 250 pounds hanging to me most
+of the way."
+
+I recall a trip that the Princeton team of 1898 made to West Point. It
+was truly an attack upon the historical old school in a fashion de luxe.
+
+Alex Van Rensselaer, an old Princeton football captain, invited Doc
+Hillebrand to have the Tiger eleven meet him that Saturday morning at
+the Pennsylvania Ferry slip in Jersey City. En route to West Point that
+morning this old Princeton leader met us with his steam yacht, _The
+May_. Boyhood enthusiasm ran high as we jumped aboard. Good fellowship
+prevailed. We lunched on board, dressed on board. Upon our arrival at
+West Point we were met by the Academy representative and were driven to
+the football field.
+
+The snappy work of the Princeton team that day brought victory, and we
+attributed our success to the Van Rensselaer transport. Returning that
+night on the boat, Doc Hillebrand and Arthur Poe bribed the captain of
+_The May_ to just miss connecting with the last train to Princeton, and
+as a worried manager sat alongside of Van Rensselaer wondering whether
+it were not possible to hurry the boat along a little faster, Van
+Rensselaer himself knew what was in Doc's mind and so helped make it
+possible for us to rest at the Murray Hill Hotel over night, and not
+allow a railroad trip to Princeton mar the luxury of the day.
+
+I have a lot of respect for the football brains of West Point. My lot
+has been very happily cast with the Navy. I have generally been on the
+opposite side of the field. I knew the strength of their team. I have
+learned much of the spirit of the academy from their cheering at Army
+and Navy games. Playing against West Point our Princeton teams have
+always realized the hard, difficult task which confronted them, and
+victory was not always the reward.
+
+Football plays a valued part in the athletic life of West Point. From
+the very first game between the Army and the Navy on the plains when the
+Middies were victorious, West Point set out in a thoroughly businesslike
+way to see that the Navy did not get the lion's share of victories.
+
+If one studies the businesslike methods of the Army Athletic Association
+and reads carefully the bulletins which are printed after each game, one
+is impressed by the attention given to details.
+
+I have always appreciated what King, '96, meant to West Point football.
+Let me quote from the publication of the _Howitzer_, in 1896, the
+estimated value of this player at that time:
+
+"King, of course, stands first. Captain for two years he brought West
+Point from second class directly into first. As fullback he outplayed
+every fullback opposed to him and stands in the judgment of all
+observers second only to Brooke of Pennsylvania. Let us read what King
+has to say of a period of West Point football not widely known.
+
+"I first played on the '92 team," he says. "We had two Navy games before
+this, but they were not much as I look back upon them. At this time we
+had for practice that period of Saturday afternoon after inspection.
+That gave us from about 3 P. M. on. We also had about fifteen
+minutes between dinner and the afternoon recitations, and such days as
+were too rainy to drill, and from 5:45 A. M., to 6:05 A. M.
+Later in the year when it grew too cold to drill, we had the
+time after about 4:15 P. M., but it became dark so early that
+we didn't get much practice. We practiced signals even by moonlight.
+
+"Visiting teams used to watch us at inspection, two o'clock. We were in
+tight full dress clothes, standing at attention for thirty to forty-five
+minutes just before the game. A fine preparation for a stiff contest. We
+had quite a character by the name of Stacy, a Maine boy. He was a
+thickset chap, husky and fast. He never knew what it was to be stopped.
+He would fight it out to the end for every inch. Early in one of the
+Yale games he broke a rib and started another, but the more it hurt, the
+harder he played. In a contest with an athletic club in the last
+non-collegiate game we ever played, the opposing right tackle was
+bothering us. In a scrimmage Stacy twisted the gentleman's nose very
+severely and then backed away, as the man followed him, calling out to
+the Umpire. Stacy held his face up and took two of the nicest punches in
+the eyes that I ever saw. Of course, the Umpire saw it, and promptly
+ruled the puncher out, just as Stacy had planned.
+
+"Just before the Spanish War Stacy became ill. Orders were issued that
+regiments should send officers to the different cities for the purpose
+of recruiting. He was at this time not fit for field service, so was
+assigned to this duty. He protested so strongly that in some way he was
+able to join his regiment in time to go to Cuba with his men. He
+participated in all the work down there; and when it was over, even he
+had to give in. He was sent to Montauk Point in very bad shape. He
+rallied for a time and obtained sick leave. He went to his old home in
+Maine, where he died. It was his old football grit that kept him going
+in Cuba until the fighting was over.
+
+"No mention of West Point's football would be complete without the name
+of Dennis Michie. He is usually referred to as the Father of Football
+at the Academy. He was captain of the first two teams we ever had. He
+played throughout the Navy game in '91 with ten boils on his back and
+neck. He was a backfield man and one of West Point's main line backers.
+He was most popular as a cadet and officer and was killed in action at
+San Juan, Cuba.
+
+"One of the longest runs when both yards and time are considered ever
+pulled off on a football field, was made by Duncan, '95, in our
+Princeton game of '93. Duncan got the ball on his 5-yard line on a
+fumble, and was well under way before he was discovered. Lott, '96,
+later a captain of Cavalry, followed Duncan to interfere from behind.
+The only Princeton man who sensed trouble was Doggy Trenchard. He set
+sail in pursuit. He soon caught up with Lott and would have caught
+Duncan, but for the latter's interference. Duncan finally scored the
+touchdown, having made the 105 yards in what would have been fast time
+for a Wefers.
+
+"We at West Point often speak of Balliet's being obliged to call on Phil
+King to back him up that day, as Ames, one of our greatest centres, was
+outplaying him, and of the rage of Phil King, because on every point,
+Nolan, '96, tackled him at once and prevented King from making those
+phenomenal runs which characterized his playing."
+
+Harmon Graves of Yale is a coach who has contributed much to West
+Point's football.
+
+"Harmon Graves is too well known now as coach to need our praise," says
+a West Pointer, "but it is not only as a successful coach, but as a
+personal friend that he lives in the heart of every member of the team
+and indeed the entire corps. There will always be a sunny spot at West
+Point for Graves."
+
+In a recent talk with Harmon Graves he showed me a beautifully engraved
+watch presented to him by the Cadet Corps of West Point, a treasure
+prized.
+
+Of the privileged days spent at West Point Graves writes, as follows:
+
+"Every civilian who has the privilege of working with the officers and
+cadets at West Point to accomplish some worthy object comes away a far
+better man than when he went there. I was fortunate enough to be asked
+by them to help in the establishment of football at the Academy and for
+many years I gave the best I had and still feel greatly their debtor.
+
+"At West Point amateur sport flourishes in its perfection, and a very
+high standard of accomplishment has been attained in football. There are
+no cross-cuts to the kind of football success West Point has worked for:
+it is all a question of merit based on competency, accuracy and fearless
+execution. Those of us who have had the privilege of assisting in the
+development of West Point football have learned much of real value from
+the officers and cadets about the game and what really counts in the
+make-up of a successful team. It is fair to say that West Point has
+contributed a great deal to football generally and has, in spite of many
+necessary time restrictions, turned out some of the best teams and
+players in the last fifteen years.
+
+"The greatest credit is due to the Army Officers Athletic Association,
+which, through its football representatives, started right and then
+pursued a sound policy which has placed football at West Point on a firm
+basis, becoming the standing and dignity of the institution.
+
+"There have been many interesting and amusing incidents in connection
+with football at West Point which help to make up the tradition of the
+game there and are many times repeated at any gathering of officers and
+cadets. I well remember when Daly, the former Harvard Captain, modestly
+took his place as a plebe candidate for the team and sat in the front
+row on the floor of the gymnasium when I explained to the squad, and
+illustrated by the use of a blackboard, what he and every one else there
+knew was the then Yale defense. There was, perhaps, the suggestion of a
+smile all around when I began by saying that from then on we were
+gathered there for West Point and to make its team a success that season
+and not for the benefit of Harvard or Yale. He told me afterwards that
+he had never understood the defense as I had explained it. He mastered
+it and believed in it, as he won and kept his place on the team and
+learned some things from West Point football,--as we all did.
+
+"The rivalry with the Navy is wholesome and intense, as it should be. My
+friend, Paul Dashiell, who fully shares that feeling, has much to do
+with the success of the Navy team, and the development of football at
+the Naval Academy. After a West Point victory at Philadelphia, he came
+to the West Point dressing room and offered his congratulations. As I
+took his hand, I noted that tears were in his eyes and that his voice
+shook. The next year the Navy won and I returned the call. I was feeling
+rather grim, but when I found him surrounded by the happy Navy team, he
+was crying again and hardly smiled when I offered my congratulation, and
+told him that it really made no difference which team won for he cried
+anyway.
+
+"The sportsmanship and friendly rivalry which the Army and Navy game
+brings out in both branches of the Service is admirable and unique and
+reaches all officers on the day of the game wherever in the world they
+are. Real preparedness is an old axiom at West Point and it has been
+applied to football. There I learned to love my country and respect the
+manhood and efficiency of the Army officers in a better way than I did
+before. I recall the seasons I have spent there with gratitude and
+affection, both for the friends I have made and for the Army spirit."
+
+Siding with the Navy has enabled me to know West Point's strength. Any
+mention of West Point's football would be incomplete without the names
+of some officers who have not only safeguarded the game at West Point,
+but have been the able representatives of the Army's football during
+their service there. Such men are, Richmond P. Davis, Palmer E. Pierce,
+and W. R. Richardson.
+
+
+THE WAY THEY HAVE IN THE ARMY
+
+If there is any one man who has permanently influenced football at West
+Point that man is H. J. Koehler, for years Master of the Sword at the
+Academy. Under his active coaching some of the Army's finest players
+were developed. In recent years he has not been a member of the coaching
+staff, but he none the less never loses touch with the team and his
+advice concerning men and methods is always eagerly sought. By virtue of
+long experience at the Academy and because of an aptitude for analysis
+of the game itself he has been invaluable in harmonizing practice and
+play with peculiar local conditions.
+
+Any time the stranger seeks to delve either into the history or the
+constructive coaching of the game at the Academy, the younger men, as
+well as the older, will always answer your questions by saying "Go ask
+Koehler." Always a hard worker and serious thinker, he is apt to give
+an almost nightly demonstration during the season of the foundation
+principles of the game.
+
+Not only West Pointers, but also Yale and Princeton men, who had to face
+the elevens under Koehler's coaching will remember Romeyn, who, had he
+been kicking in the days of Felton, Mahan and the other long distance
+artillerists, might well have held his own, in the opinion of Army men.
+Nesbitt, Waldron and Scales were among the other really brilliant
+players whom Koehler developed. He was in charge of some of the teams
+that played the hardest schedules in the history of West Point football.
+One year the cadets met Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Syracuse and
+Penn State. Surely this was a season's work calculated to develop
+remarkable men, or break them in the making. Bettison, center, King
+Boyers at guard, and Bunker at tackle and half, were among the splendid
+players who survived this trial by fire. Casad, Clark and Phillips made
+up a backfield that would have been a credit to any of the colleges.
+
+Soon, however, the Army strength was greatly to be augmented by the
+acquisition of Charles Dudley Daly, fresh from four years of football at
+Harvard. Reputations made elsewhere do not count for much at West Point.
+The coaches were glad to have Plebe Daly come out for the squad, but
+they knew and he knew quite as well as they, that there are no short
+cuts to the big "A." Now began a remarkable demonstration of football
+genius. Not only did the former Harvard Captain make the team, but his
+aid in coaching was also eagerly sought. An unusual move this, but a
+tribute to the new man.
+
+Daly was modesty itself in those days as he has been ever since, even
+when equipped with the yellow jacket and peacock feather of the head
+coach. As player and as coach and often as the two combined, Daly's
+connection with West Point football covered eight years, in the course
+of which he never played on or coached a losing team. His record against
+the Navy alone is seven victories and one tie, 146 points to 33. His
+final year's coaching was done in 1915. From West Point he was sent to
+Hawaii, whence he writes me, as follows:
+
+"There are certain episodes in the game that have always been of
+particular interest to me, such as Ely's game playing with broken ribs
+in the Harvard-Yale game of 1898; Charlie de Saulles' great playing with
+a sprained ankle in the Yale-Princeton game of the same year; the
+tackling of Bunker by Long of the Navy in the Army-Navy game of
+1902--the hardest tackle I have ever seen; and the daring quarterback
+work of Johnny Cutler in the Harvard-Dartmouth 1908 game, when he
+snatched victory from defeat in the last few minutes of play."
+
+Undoubtedly Daly's deep study of strategy and tactics as used in warfare
+had a great deal to do with his continued ascendency as a coach.
+Writing to Herbert Reed, one of the pencil and paper football men, with
+whom he had had many a long argument over the generalship of the game,
+he said in part:
+
+"Football within the limitations of the rules and sportsmanship is a war
+game. Either by force or by deception it advances through the opposition
+to the goal line, which might be considered the capital of the enemy."
+
+It was in Daly's first year that a huge Southerner, with a pleasant
+drawl, turned up in the plebe class. It was a foregone conclusion almost
+on sight that Ernest, better known to football men throughout the
+country as Pot Graves, would make the Eleven. He not only played the
+game almost flawlessly from the start, but he made so thorough a study
+of line play in general that his system, even down to the most intimate
+details of face to face coaching filed away for all time in that secret
+library of football methods at West Point, has come to be known as
+Graves' Bible.
+
+Daly, still with that ineradicable love for his own Alma Mater, lent a
+page or two from this tome to Harvard, and even the author appeared in
+person on Soldiers' Field. The manner in which Graves made personal
+demonstration of his teachings will not soon be forgotten by the Harvard
+men who had to face Pot Graves.
+
+Graves has always believed in the force mentioned in Daly's few lines
+quoted above on the subject of military methods as applied to football.
+While always declaring that the gridiron was no place for a fist fight,
+he always maintained that stalwarts should be allowed to fight it out
+with as little interference by rule as possible. As a matter of fact,
+Graves was badly injured in a game with Yale, and for a long time
+afterwards hobbled around with a troublesome knee. He knew the man who
+did it, but would never tell his name, and he contents himself with
+saying "I have no ill will--he got me first. If he hadn't I would have
+got him."
+
+A story is told of Graves' impatience with the members of a little
+luncheon party, who in the course of an argument on the new football,
+were getting away from the fundamentals. Rising and stepping over to the
+window of the Officers' Club, he said, with a sleepy smile: "Come here a
+minute, you fellows," and, pointing down to the roadway, added, "there's
+_my_ team." Looking out of the window the other members of the party saw
+a huge steam roller snorting and puffing up the hill.
+
+Among the men who played football with Graves and were indeed of his
+type, were Doe and Bunker. Like Graves, Bunker in spite of his great
+weight, was fast enough to play in the backfield in those years when
+Army elevens were relying so much upon terrific power. Those were the
+days when substitutes had very little opportunity. In the final Navy
+game of 1902 the same eleven men played for the Army from start to
+finish.
+
+In this period of Army football other first-class men were developed,
+notably Torney, a remarkable back, Thompson, a guard, and Tom Hammond,
+who was later to make a reputation as an end coach. Bunker was still
+with this aggregation, an eleven that marched fifty yards for a
+touchdown in fifteen plays against the midshipmen. The Army was among
+the early Eastern teams to test Eastern football methods against those
+of the West, the Cadets defeating a team from the University of Chicago
+on the plains.
+
+The West Pointers had only one criticism to make of their visitors, and
+it was laconically put by one of the backs, who said:
+
+"They're all-fired fast, but it's funny how they stop when you tackle
+them."
+
+In this lineup was A. C. Tipton, at center, to whom belongs the honor of
+forcing the Rules Committee to change the code in one particular in
+order to stop a maneuver which he invented while in midcareer in a big
+game. No one will ever forget how, when chasing a loose ball and
+realizing that he had no chance to pick it up, he kicked it again and
+again until it crossed the final chalk mark where he fell on it for a
+touchdown. Tipton was something of a wrestler too, as a certain
+Japanese expert in the art of Jiu-jitsu can testify and indeed did
+testify on the spot after the doctors had brought him too.
+
+There was no lowering of the standards in the succeeding years, which
+saw the development of players like Hackett, Prince, Farnsworth and
+Davis. Those years too saw the rise of such wonderful forwards as W. W.
+(Red) Erwin and that huge man from Alaska, D. D. Pullen.
+
+Coming now to more recent times, the coaching was turned over to H. M.
+Nelly, assisted by Joseph W. Beacham, fresh from chasing the little
+brown brother in the Philippines. Beacham had made a great reputation at
+Cornell, and there was evidence that he had kept up with the game at
+least in the matter of strategic possibilities, even while in the
+tangled jungle of Luzon. He brought with him even more than that--an
+uncanny ability to see through the machinery of the team and pick out
+its human qualities, upon which he never neglected to play. There have
+been few coaches closer to his men than Joe.
+
+Whenever I talk football with Joe Beacham he never forgets to mention
+Vaughn Cooper, to whom he gives a large share of the credit for the good
+work of his elevens. Cooper was of the quiet type, whose specialty was
+defense. These two made a great team.
+
+It was in this period that West Point saw the development of one of its
+greatest field generals. There was nothing impressive in the physical
+appearance of little H. L. Hyatt. A reasonably good man, ball in hand,
+his greatest value lay in his head work. As the West Point trainer said
+one day: "I've got him all bandaged up like a leg in a puttee, but from
+the neck up he's a piece of ice." The charts of games in which Hyatt ran
+the team are set before the squad each year as examples, not merely of
+perfect generalship, but of the proper time to violate that generalship
+and make it go, a distinction shared by Prichard, who followed in his
+footsteps with added touches of his own.
+
+One cannot mention Prichard's name without thinking at once of Merillat,
+who, with Prichard, formed one of the finest forward passing
+combinations the game has seen. Both at Franklin Field and at the Polo
+Grounds this pair brought woe to the Navy.
+
+These stars had able assistance in the persons of McEwan, one of the
+greatest centers the game has seen and who was chosen to lead the team
+in 1916, Weyand, Neyland and O'Hare, among the forwards, and the
+brilliant and sturdy Oliphant in the backfield, the man whose slashing
+play against the Navy in 1915 will never be forgotten. Oliphant was of a
+most unusual type. Even when he was doing the heaviest damage to the
+Navy Corps the midshipmen could not but admire his wonderful work.
+
+What the Hustlers are to Annapolis the Cullom Hall team is to West
+Point. It is made up of the leftovers from the first squad and
+substitutes. One would travel far afield in search of a team with more
+spirit and greater pep in action, whether playing in outside games, or
+as their coach would put it, "showing up" the first Eleven. Not
+infrequently a player of the highest caliber is developed in this squad
+and taken to the first eleven.
+
+The Cullom Hall squad, whose eleven generally manages to clean up some
+of the strongest school teams of the Hudson Valley, draws not a little
+of its spirit, I think, from the late Lieutenant E. M. Zell, better
+known at the Academy as "Jobey." It was a treat to see the Cullom Hall
+team marching down the field against the first Eleven with the roly-poly
+figure of Jobey in the thick of every scrimmage, coaching at the top of
+his lungs, even when bowled over by the interference of his own pupils.
+Since his time the squad has been turned over to Lieutenants Sellack and
+Crawford, who have kept alive the traditions and the playing spirit of
+this unique organization.
+
+Their reward for the bruising, hard work, with hardly a shadow of the
+hope of getting their letter, comes in seeing the great game itself.
+Like the college scrub teams the hardest rooters for the Varsity are to
+be found in their ranks.
+
+Now for the game itself. Always hard fought, always well fought, there
+is perhaps no clash of all the year that so wakes the interest of the
+general public, that vast throng which, without college affiliations,
+is nevertheless hungry for the right of allegiance somewhere, somehow.
+
+While the Service Elevens are superbly supported by the men who have
+been through the exacting mill at West Point and Annapolis--their
+sweethearts and wives, not to mention sisters, cousins, uncles and
+aunts--they are urged on to battle by that great impartial public which
+believes that in a sense these two teams belong to it. It is not
+uncommon to find men who have had no connection with either academy in
+hot argument as to the relative merits of the teams.
+
+Once in the stands some apparently trifling thing begets a partisanship
+that this class of spectator is wont to wonder at after it is all over.
+
+Whether in Philadelphia in the earlier history of these contests on
+neutral ground, or in New York, Army and Navy Day has become by tacit
+consent the nearest thing to a real gridiron holiday. For the civilian
+who has been starved for thrilling action and the chance to cheer
+through the autumn days, the jam at the hotels used as headquarters by
+the followers of the two elevens satisfies a yearning that he has
+hitherto been unable to define. There too, is found a host of old-time
+college football men and coaches who hold reunion and sometimes even
+bury hatchets. Making his way through the crowds and jogging elbows with
+the heroes of a sport that he understands only as organized combat he
+becomes obsessed with the spirit of the two fighting institutions.
+
+Once in possession of the coveted ticket he hies himself to the field as
+early as possible, if he is wise, in order to enjoy the preliminaries
+which are unlike those at any other game. Soon his heart beats faster,
+attuned to the sound of tramping feet without the gates. The measured
+cadence swells, draws nearer, and the thousands rise as one, when first
+the long gray column and then the solid ranks of blue swing out upon the
+field. The precision of the thing, the realization that order and system
+can go so far as to hold in check to the last moment the enthusiasms of
+these youngsters thrills him to the core. Then suddenly gray ranks and
+blue alike break for the stands, there to cut loose such a volume of now
+orderly, now merely frenzied noise as never before smote his ears.
+
+It is inspiration and it is novelty. The time, the place and the men
+that wake the loyalty dormant in every man which, sad to say, so seldom
+has a chance of expression.
+
+Around the field are ranged diplomat, dignitary of whatsoever rank, both
+native and foreign. In common with those who came to see, as well as to
+be seen--and who does not boast of having been to the Army-Navy
+game--they rise uncovered as the only official non-partisan of football
+history enters the gates--the President of the United States. Throughout
+one half of the game he lends his support to one Academy and in the
+intermission makes triumphal progress across the field, welcomed on his
+arrival by a din of shouting surpassing all previous effort, there to
+support their side.
+
+[Illustration: CADETS AND MIDDIES ENTERING THE FIELD]
+
+It is perhaps one of those blessed hours in the life of a man upon whom
+the white light so pitilessly beats, when he can indulge in the popular
+sport, to him so long denied, of being merely human.
+
+Men, methods, moods pass on. The years roll by, taking toll of every one
+of us from highest to lowest. Yet, whether we are absorbed in the game
+of games, or whether we look upon it as so many needs must merely as a
+spectacle, the Army-Navy game will remain a milestone never to be
+uprooted. I have spoken elsewhere and at length of football traditions.
+The Army-Navy game is not merely a football tradition but an American
+institution. It is for all the people every time.
+
+May this great game go on forever, serene in its power to bring out the
+best that is in us, and when the Great Bugler sounds the silver-sweet
+call of taps for all too many, there will still be those who in their
+turn will answer the call of reveille to carry on the traditions of the
+great day that was ours.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII
+
+HARD LUCK IN THE GAME
+
+
+It is as true in football, as it is in life, that we have no use for a
+quitter. The man who shirks in time of need--indeed there is no part in
+this chapter or in this book for such a man. Football was never made for
+him. He is soon discovered and relegated to the side line. He is hounded
+throughout his college career, and afterwards he is known as a man who
+was yellow. As Garry Cochran used to say:
+
+"If I find any man on my football squad showing a white feather, I'll
+have him hounded out of college."
+
+Football is a game for the man who has nerve, and when put to the test,
+under severe handicap, proves his sterling worth.
+
+A man has to be game in spirit. A man has to give every inch there is in
+him. Optimism should surround him. There is much to be gained by hearty
+co-operation of spirit. There is much in the thought that you believe
+your team is going to win; that the opposing team cannot beat you; that
+if your opponent wins, it is going to be over your dead body. This sort
+of spirit is contagious, and generally passes from one to the other,
+until you have a wonderful team spirit, and eleven men are found
+fighting like demons for victory. Such a spirit generally means a
+victory, and so gets its reward. There must be no dissenting spirit. If
+there is such a spirit discernible, it should be weeded out immediately.
+
+Some years ago the Princeton players were going to the field house to
+dress for the Harvard game. The captain and two of the players were
+walking ahead of the rest of the members of the team. The game was under
+discussion, when the captain overheard one of the players behind him
+remark:
+
+"I believe Harvard will win to-day."
+
+Shocked by this remark, the captain, who was one of those thoroughbreds
+who never saw anything but victory ahead, full of hope and confidence in
+his team, turned and discovered that the remark came from one of his
+regular players. Addressing him, he said:
+
+"Well! If you feel that way about it, you need not even put on your
+suit. I have a substitute, who is game to the core. He will take your
+place."
+
+It is true that teams have been ruined where the men lack the great
+quality of optimism in football. When a man gets in a tight place, when
+the odds are all against him, there comes to him an amazing superhuman
+strength, which enables him to work out wonders. At such a time men have
+been known to do what seemed almost impossible.
+
+I recall being out in the country in my younger days and seeing a man,
+who had become irrational, near the roadside, where some heavy logs were
+piled. This man, who ordinarily was only a man of medium strength, was
+picking up one end of a log and tossing it around--a log, which,
+ordinarily, would have taken three men to lift. In the bewildering and
+exciting problems of football, there are instances similar to this,
+where a small man on one team, lined up against a giant in the opposing
+rush line, and game though handicapped in weight there comes to him at
+such a time a certain added strength, by which he was able to handle
+successfully the duty which presented itself to him.
+
+I have found it to be the rule rather than the exception, that the big
+man in football did not give me the most trouble; it was the man much
+smaller than myself. Other big linemen have found it to be true. Many a
+small man has made a big man look ridiculous.
+
+Bill Caldwell, who used to weigh over 200 pounds when he played guard on
+the Cornell team some years ago, has this to say:
+
+"I want to pay a tribute to a young man who gave me my worst seventy
+minutes on the football field. His name was Payne. He played left guard
+for Lehigh. He weighed about 145 pounds; was of slight build and seemed
+to have a sort of sickly pallor. I have never seen him since, but I take
+this occasion to say this was the greatest little guard I ever met. At
+least he was great that day. Payne had been playing back of the line
+during part of the season, but was put in at guard against me. I had a
+hunch that he was going to bite me in the ankle, when he lined up the
+first time, for he bristled up and tore into me like a wild cat. I have
+met a goodish few guards in my day, and was accustomed to almost any
+form of warfare, but this Payne went around me, like a cooper around a
+barrel, and broke through the line and downed the runners in their
+tracks. On plunges straight at him, he went to the mat and grabbed every
+leg in sight and hung on for dear life. He darted through between my
+legs; would vault over me; what he did to me was a shame. He was not
+rough, but was just the opposite. I never laid a hand on him all the
+afternoon. He would make a world beater in the game as it is played
+to-day."
+
+Whenever Brown University men get together and speak of their wonderful
+quarterbacks, the names of Sprackling and Crowther are always mentioned.
+Both of these men were All-American quarterbacks. Crowther filled the
+position after Sprackling graduated. He weighed only 134 pounds, but he
+gave everything he had in him--game, though handicapped in weight. In
+the Harvard game of that year, about the middle of the second half,
+Haughton sent word over to Robinson, the Brown coach, that he ought to
+take the little fellow out; that he was too small to play football, and
+was in danger of being seriously injured. Crowther, however, was like an
+India-rubber ball and not once during the season had he received any
+sort of injury. Robby told Crowther what Haughton had suggested, and
+smiling, the latter said:
+
+"Tell him not to worry about me; better look out for himself."
+
+On the next play Crowther took the ball and went around Harvard's end
+for forty yards, scoring a touchdown. After he had kicked the goal, the
+little fellow came over to the side line, and said to Robby:
+
+"Send word over to Haughton and ask him how he likes that. Ask him if he
+thinks I'm all in? Perhaps he would like to have me quit now."
+
+In the Yale game that year Crowther was tackled by Pendleton, one of the
+big Yale guards. It so happened that Pendleton was injured several times
+when he tackled Crowther and time had to be taken out. Finally the big
+fellow was obliged to quit, and as he was led off the field, Crowther
+hurried over to him, reaching up, placed his hands on his shoulder and
+said:
+
+"Sorry, old man! I didn't mean to hurt you." Pendleton, who weighed well
+over 200 pounds, looked down upon the little fellow, but said never a
+word.
+
+It is most unpleasant to play in a game where a man is injured. Yet
+still more distressing when you realize that you yourself injured
+another player, especially one of your own team mates.
+
+In the Brown game of 1898, at Providence, Bosey Reiter, Princeton's star
+halfback, made a flying tackle of a Brown runner. The latter was
+struggling hard, trying his best to get away from Reiter. At this moment
+I was coming along and threw myself upon the Brown man to prevent his
+advancing further. In the mixup my weight struck Bosey and fractured his
+collar-bone. It was a severe loss to the team, and only one who has had
+a similar experience can appreciate my feelings, as well as the team's,
+on the journey back to Princeton.
+
+We were to play Yale the following Saturday at Princeton. I knew
+Reiter's injury was so serious that he could not possibly play in that
+game.
+
+The following Saturday, as that great football warrior lay in his bed at
+the infirmary, the whistle blew for the start of the Yale game. We all
+realized Reiter was not there: not even on the side lines, and Arthur
+Poe said, at the start of the game:
+
+"Play for Bosey Reiter. He can't play for himself to-day."
+
+This spurred us on to better team work and to victory. The attendants at
+the hospital told us later that they never had had such a lively
+patient. He kept things stirring from start to finish of the gridiron
+battle. As the reports of the game were brought to him, he joined in
+the thrill of the play.
+
+"My injury proved a blessing," says Reiter, "as it gave me an extra
+year, for in those days a year did not count in football, unless you
+played against Yale, and when I made the touchdown against Yale the
+following season, it was a happy moment for me."
+
+All is not clear sailing in football. The breaks must come some time.
+They may come singly or in a bunch, but whenever they do come, it takes
+courage to buck the hard luck in the game. Just when things get nicely
+under way one of the star players is injured, which means the systematic
+team work is handicapped. It is not the team, as a whole that I am
+thinking of, but the pangs of sorrow which go down deep into a fellow's
+soul, when he finds that he is injured; that he is in the hands of the
+doctor. It is then he realizes that he is only a spoke in the big wheel;
+that the spirit of the game puts another man in his place. The game goes
+on. Nature is left to do her best for him.
+
+Let us for a while consider the player who does not realize, until after
+the game is over, that he is hurt. It is after the contest, when the
+excitement has ceased, when reaction sets in, that a doctor and trainer
+can take stock of the number and extent of casualties.
+
+When such injured men are discovered, at a time like that, we wonder how
+they ever played the game out. In fact the man never knew he was
+injured until the game was over. No more loyal supporter of football
+follows the big games than Reggi Wentworth, Williams, '91.
+
+He is most loyal to Bill Hotchkiss, Williams '91.
+
+"At Williamstown, one year," Wentworth says, "Hotchkiss, who was a
+wonderful all round guard, probably as great a football player as ever
+lived (at least I think so) played with the Williams team on a field
+covered with mud and snow three inches deep. The game was an unusually
+severe one, and Hotchkiss did yeoman's work that day.
+
+"As we ran off the field, after the game, I happened to stop, turned,
+and discovered Hotchkiss standing on the side of the field, with his
+feet planted well apart, like an old bull at bay. I went back where he
+was and said:
+
+"'Come on, Bill, what's the matter?'
+
+"'I don't know,' said he. 'There's something the matter with my ankles.
+I don't think I can walk.'
+
+"He took one step and collapsed. I got a boy's sled, which was on the
+field, laid Hotchkiss on it and took him to his room, only to find that
+both ankles were sprained. He did not leave his room for two weeks and
+walked with crutches for two weeks more. It seemed almost unbelievable
+that a man handicapped as he was could play the game through. Splints
+and ankle braces were unknown in those days. He went on the field with
+two perfectly good ankles. How did he do it?"
+
+Charles H. Huggins, of Brown University, better known perhaps, simply as
+"Huggins of Brown," recalls a curious case in a game on Andrews Field:
+
+"Stewart Jarvis, one of the Brown ends, made a flying tackle. As he did
+so, he felt something snap in one of his legs. We carried him off to the
+field house, making a hasty investigation. We found nothing more
+apparent than a bruise. I bundled him off to college in a cab; gave him
+a pair of crutches; told him not to go out until our doctor could
+examine the injury at six o'clock that evening. When the doctor arrived
+at his room, Jarvis was not there. He had gone to the training table for
+dinner. The doctor hurried to the Union dining-room, only to find that
+Jarvis had discarded the crutches and with some of the boys had gone out
+to Rhodes, then, as now, a popular resort for the students. Later, we
+learned that he danced several times. The next morning an X-ray clearly
+showed a complete fracture of the tibia.
+
+"How it was possible for a man, with a broken leg, to walk around and
+dance, as he did, is more than I can fathom."
+
+What is there in a man's make-up that leads him to conceal from the
+trainer an injury that he receives in a game; that makes him stay in the
+field of play? Why is it that he disregards himself, and goes on in the
+game, suffering physical as well as mental tortures, plucky though
+handicapped? The playing of such men is extended far beyond the point of
+their usefulness. Yes, even into the danger zone. Such men give
+everything they have in them while it lasts. It is not intelligent
+football, however, and what might be called bravery is foolishness after
+all. It is an unwritten law in football that a fresh substitute is far
+superior to a crippled star. The keen desire to remain in the game is so
+firmly fixed in his mind that he is willing to sacrifice himself, and at
+the same time by concealing his injury from the trainer and coaches he,
+unconsciously, is sacrificing his team; his power is gone.
+
+One of the greatest exhibitions of grit ever seen in a football game was
+given by Harry Watson of Williams in a game at Newton Center between
+Williams and Dartmouth. He was knocked out about eight times but
+absolutely refused to leave the field.
+
+Another was furnished by W. H. Lewis, the Amherst captain and center
+rush, against Williams in his last game at Amherst--the score was 0-0 on
+a wet field. Williams was a big favorite but Lewis played a wonderful
+game, and was all over the field on the defense. When the game was over
+he was carried off, but refused to leave the field until the final
+whistle.
+
+One of the most thrilling stories of a man who was game, though
+handicapped, is told by Morris Ely, quarterback for Yale, 1898.
+
+"My most vivid recollection of the Harvard-Yale game of 1898 is that
+Harvard won by the largest score Yale had ever been beaten by up to that
+time, 17 to 0. Next, that the game seemed unusually long. I believe I
+proved a good exponent of the theory of being in good condition. I
+started the game at 135 pounds, in the best physical condition I have
+ever enjoyed, and while I managed to accumulate two broken ribs, a
+broken collar-bone and a sprained shoulder, I was discharged by the
+doctor in less than three weeks as good as ever.
+
+"I received the broken ribs in the first half when Percy Jaffrey fell on
+me with a proper intention of having me drop a fumbled ball behind our
+goal line, which would have given Harvard an additional touchdown
+instead of a touchback. I did not know just what had gone wrong but
+tried to help it out by putting a shin guard under my jersey over the
+ribs during the intermission. No one knew I was hurt.
+
+"In the second half I tried to stop one of Ben Dibblee's runs on a punt
+and got a broken collar-bone, but not Dibblee. About the end of the game
+we managed to work a successful double pass and I carried the ball to
+Harvard's ten-yard line when Charlie Daly, who was playing back on
+defense, stopped any chance we had of scoring by a hard tackle. There
+was no getting away from him that day, and as I had to carry the ball
+in the wrong arm with no free arm to use to ward him off, I presume, I
+got off pretty well with only a sprained shoulder. The next play ended
+the game, when Stub Chamberlin tried a quick place goal from the field
+and, on a poor pass and on my poor handling of the ball, hit the goal
+post and the ball bounded back. I admit that just about that time the
+whistle sounded pretty good as apparently the entire Harvard team landed
+on us in their attempt to block a kick."
+
+Val Flood, once a trainer at Princeton, recalls a game at New Haven,
+when Princeton was playing Yale:
+
+"Frank Bergen was quarterback," he says. "I saw he was not going right,
+and surprised the coaches by asking them to make a change. They asked me
+to wait. In a few minutes I went to them again, with the same result. I
+came back a third time, and insisted that he be taken out. A substitute
+was put in. I will never forget Bergen's face when he burst into tears
+and asked me who was responsible for his being taken out. I told him I
+was. It almost broke his heart, for he had always regarded me as a
+friend. I knew how much he wanted to play the game out. He lived in New
+Haven. When the doctor examined him, it was found that he had three
+broken ribs. There was great danger of one of them piercing his lungs
+had he continued in the game. Of course, there are lots of boys that
+are willing to do such things for their Alma Mater, but the gamest of
+all is the man who, with a broken neck to start with, went out and put
+in four years of college football. I refer to Eddie Hart, who was not
+only the gamest, but one of the strongest, quickest, cleanest men that
+ever played the game, and any one who knows Eddie Hart and those who
+have seen him play, know that he never saved himself but played the game
+for all it was worth. He was the life and spirit of every team he ever
+played on at Exeter or Princeton."
+
+Ed Wylie, an enthusiastic Hill School Alumnus, football player at Hill
+and Yale, tells the following anecdote:
+
+"The nerviest thing I ever saw in a football game was in the
+Hill-Hotchkiss 0 to 0 game in 1904. At the start of the second half,
+Arthur Cable, who was Hill's quarterback, broke his collar-bone. He
+concealed the fact and until the end of the game, no one knew how badly
+he was hurt. He was in every play, and never had time called but once.
+He caught a couple of punts with his one good arm and every other punt
+he attempted to catch and muffed he saved the ball from the other side
+by falling on it. In the same game, a peculiar thing happened to me. I
+tackled Ted Coy about fifteen minutes before the end of the game, and
+until I awoke hours later, lying in a drawing-room car, pulling into
+the Grand Central Station, my mind was a blank. Yet I am told the last
+fifteen minutes of the game I played well, especially when our line was
+going to pieces. I made several gains on the offensive, never missed a
+signal and punted two or three times when close to our goal line."
+
+No less noteworthy is the spirit of a University of Pennsylvania player,
+who was handicapped during his gridiron career with Penn' by many severe
+injuries. This man had worked as hard as any one possibly could to make
+the varsity for three years. His last year was no different from
+previous seasons; injuries always worked against him. In his final year
+he had broken his leg early in the season. A short time before the
+Cornell game he appeared upon the field in football togs, full of spirit
+and determined to get in the game if they needed him. This was his last
+chance to play on the Penn' team.
+
+I was an official in that game. Near its close I saw him warming up on
+the side line. His knee was done up in a plaster cast. He could do
+nothing better than hobble along the side lines, but in the closing
+moments when Penn' had the game well in hand, a mighty shout went up
+from the side lines, as that gallant fellow, who had been handicapped
+all during his football career, rushed out upon the field to take his
+place as the defensive halfback. Cornell had the ball, and they were
+making a tremendous effort to score. The Cornell captain, not knowing
+of this man's physical condition, sent a play in his direction. The
+interference of the big red team crashed successfully around the Penn'
+end and there was left only this plucky, though handicapped player,
+between the Cornell runner and a touchdown.
+
+Putting aside all personal thought, he rushed in and made a wonderful
+tackle. Then this hero was carried off the field, and with him the
+tradition of one who was willing to sacrifice himself for the sport he
+loved.
+
+Andy Smith, a former University of Pennsylvania player, was a man who
+was game through and through. He seemed to play better in a severe game,
+when the odds were against him. Smith had formerly been at Pennsylvania
+State College. In a game between Penn' State and Dartmouth, Fred
+Crolius, of Dartmouth, says of Smith:
+
+"Andy Smith was one of the gamest men I ever played against. This big,
+determined, husky offensive fullback and defensive end, when he wasn't
+butting his head into our impregnable line, was smashing an interference
+that nearly killed him in every other play. Battered and bruised he kept
+coming on, and to every one's surprise he lasted the entire game. Years
+afterward he showed me the scars on his head, where the wounds had
+healed, with the naive remark: 'Some team you fellows had that year,
+Fred.' Some team was right. And we all remember Andy and his own
+individual greatness."
+
+There is no finer, unselfish spirit brought out in football, than that
+evidenced in the following story, told by Shep Homans, an old time
+Princeton fullback:
+
+"A young fellow named Hodge, who was quarterback on the Princeton scrub,
+was making a terrific effort to play the best he could on the last day
+of practice before the Yale game. He had hoped even at the last hour
+that the opportunity might be afforded him to be a substitute quarter in
+the game. However, his leg was broken in a scrimmage. As he lay on the
+ground in great pain, realizing what had happened and forgetting
+himself, he looked up and said:
+
+"'I'm mighty glad it is not one of the regulars who is hurt, so that our
+chance against Yale will not be affected.'"
+
+Crolius, one of the hardest men to stop that Dartmouth ever had, tells
+of Arthur Poe's gameness, when they played together on the Homestead
+Athletic Club team, after they left college. "Arthur Poe was about as
+game a man as the football world ever saw. He was handicapped in his
+playing by a knee which would easily slip out of place. We men who
+played with him on the Homestead team were often stopped after Arthur
+had made a magnificent tackle and had broken up heavy interference, with
+this quiet request:
+
+"'Pull my bum knee back into place.'
+
+"After this was done, he would jump up and no one would ever know that
+it had been out. This man, who perhaps was the smallest man playing at
+that time, was absolutely unprotected. His suit consisted of a pair of
+shoes, stockings, unpadded pants, jersey and one elastic knee bandage."
+
+Mike Donohue, a Yale man who had been coach at Auburn for many years,
+vouches for the following story:
+
+When Mike went to Auburn and for several years thereafter he had no one
+to assist him, except a few of the old players, who would drop in for a
+day or so during the latter part of the season. One afternoon Mike
+happened to glance down at the lower end of the field where a squad of
+grass-cutters (the name given to the fourth and fifth teams) were
+booting the ball around, when he noticed a pretty good sized boy who was
+swinging his foot into the ball with a good stiff leg and was kicking
+high and getting fine distance. Mike made a mental note of this fact and
+decided to investigate later, as a good punter was very hard to find.
+
+Later in the afternoon he again looked towards the lower end of the
+field and saw that the grass-cutters were lining up for a scrimmage
+among themselves, using that part of the field, which was behind the
+goal post, so he dismissed the squad with which he had been working and
+went down to see what the boy he had noticed early in the afternoon
+really looked like. When he arrived he soon found the boy he was looking
+for. He was playing left end and Mike immediately noticed that he had
+his right leg extended perfectly straight behind him. Stopping the play,
+Mike went over to the fellow and slapping him on the back said:
+
+"Don't keep that right leg stiff behind you like that. Pull it up under
+you. Bend it at the knee so you can get a good start."
+
+With a sad expression on his face, and tears almost in his eyes, the boy
+turned to Mike and said:
+
+"Coach, that damn thing won't bend. It's wood."
+
+Vonalbalde Gammon, one of the few players who met his death in an
+intercollegiate game, lived at Rome, Georgia, and entered the University
+of Georgia in 1896. He made the team his first year, playing quarterback
+on the eleven which was coached by Pop Warner and which won the Southern
+championship. He received the injury which caused his death in the
+Georgia-Virginia game, played in Atlanta, Georgia, on October 30th,
+1897. He was a fine fellow personally and one of the most popular men at
+the University. As a football player, he was an excellent punter, a
+good plunger, and a strong defensive man. On account of his kicking and
+plunging ability he was moved to fullback in his second year.
+
+In the Virginia game he backed up the line on the defense. All that
+afternoon he worked like a Trojan to hold in check the powerful masses
+Virginia had been driving at the tackles. Early in the second half Von
+dove in and stopped a mass aimed at Georgia's right tackle, but when the
+mass was untangled, he was unable to get up. An examination showed that
+he was badly hurt. In a minute or two, however, he revived and was set
+on his feet and was being taken from the field by Coach McCarthy, when
+Captain Kent, thinking that he was not too badly hurt to continue in the
+game, said to him:
+
+"Von, you are not going to give up, are you?"
+
+"No, Bill," he replied, "I've got too much Georgia grit for that."
+
+These were his last words, for upon reaching the side lines he lapsed
+into unconsciousness and died at two o'clock the next morning.
+
+Gammon's death ended the football season that year at the University. It
+also came very near ending football in the State of Georgia, as the
+Legislature was in session, and immediately passed a bill prohibiting
+the playing of the game in the State.
+
+However, Mrs. Gammon--Von's mother--made a strong, earnest and personal
+appeal to Governor Atkinson to veto the bill, which he did.
+
+Had it not been for Mrs. Gammon, football would certainly have been
+abolished in the State of Georgia by an act of the Legislature of 1897.
+
+I knew a great guard whose whole heart was set on making the Princeton
+team, and on playing against Yale. This man made the team. In a
+Princeton-Columbia game he was trying his best to stop that wonderful
+Columbia player, Harold Weekes, who with his great hurdling play was
+that season's sensation. In his hurdling he seemed to take his life in
+his hands, going over the line of the opposing team feet first. When the
+great guard of the Princeton team to whom I refer tried to stop Weekes,
+his head collided with Weekes' feet and was badly cut.
+
+The trainer rushed upon the field, sponged and dressed the wound and the
+guard continued to play. But that night it was discovered that blood
+poisoning had set in. There was gloom on the team when this became
+known. But John Dana, lying there injured in the hospital, and knowing
+how badly his services were needed in the coming game with Yale, with
+his ambition unsatisfied, used his wits to appear better than he really
+was in order to get discharged from the hospital and back on the team.
+
+The physician who attended him has told me since that Dana would keep
+his mouth open slyly when the nurse was taking his temperature so that
+it would not be too high and the chart would make it appear that he was
+all right.
+
+At any rate, he seemed to improve steadily, and finally reported to the
+trainer, Jim Robinson, two days before the Yale game. He was full of
+hope and the coaches decided to have Robinson give him a try-out, so
+that they could decide whether he was as fit as he was making it appear
+he was.
+
+I shall never forget watching that heroic effort, as Robinson took him
+out behind the training house, to make the final test. With a head-gear,
+especially made for him, Dana settled down in his regular position,
+ready for the charge, anticipating the oncoming Yale halfback and
+throbbing with eagerness to tackle the man with the ball.
+
+Then he plunged forward, both arms extended, but handicapped by his
+terrible injury, he toppled over upon his face, heart-broken. The spirit
+was there, but he was physically unfit for the task.
+
+The Yale game started without Dana, and as he sat there on the side
+lines and saw Princeton go down to defeat, he was overcome with the
+thought of his helplessness. He was needed, but he didn't have a chance.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV
+
+BRINGING HOME THE BACON
+
+
+Happy is the thought of victory, and while we realize that there should
+always be eleven men in every play, each man doing his duty, there
+frequently comes a time in a game, when some one man earns the credit
+for winning the game, and brings home the bacon. Maybe he has been the
+captain of the team, with a wonderful power of leadership which had held
+the Eleven together all season and made his team a winning one. From the
+recollections of some of the victories, from the experiences of the men
+who participated in them and made victory possible, let us play some of
+those games over with some of the heroes of past years.
+
+
+Billy Bull
+
+One of the truly great bacon-getters of the past is Yale's Billy Bull.
+Football history is full of his exploits when he played on the Yale team
+in '85, '86, '87 and '88. Old-time players can sit up all night telling
+stories of the games in which he scored for Yale. His kicking proved a
+winning card and in happy recollection the old-timers tell of Bull, the
+hero of many a game, being carried off the field on the shoulders of an
+admiring crowd of Yale men after a big victory.
+
+"In the course of my years at Yale, six big games were played," says
+Bull, "four with Princeton and two with Harvard. I was fortunate in
+being able to go through all of them, sustaining no injury whatsoever,
+except in the last game with Princeton. In this game, Channing came
+through to me in the fullback position and in tackling him I received a
+scalp wound which did not, however, necessitate my removal from the
+game.
+
+"Of the six games played, only one was lost, and that was the Lamar game
+in the fall of '85. In the five games won I was the regular kicker in
+the last three, and, in two of these, kicking proved to be the deciding
+factor. Thus in '87--Yale 17, Harvard 8--two place kicks and one drop
+kick were scored in the three attempts, totaling nine points.
+Considering the punting I did that day, and the fact that both
+place-kicks were scored from close to the side lines, I feel that that
+game represents my best work.
+
+"The third year of my play was undoubtedly my best year; in fact the
+only year in which I might lay claim to being anything of a kicker. Thus
+in the Rutgers game of '87 I kicked twelve straight goals from
+placement. Counting the two goals from touchdowns against Princeton I
+had a batting average of 1000 in three games.
+
+"Through the last year I was handicapped with a lame kicking leg and
+was out of form, for in the final game with Princeton that year, '88, I
+tried at least four times before scoring the first field goal of the
+game. In the second half I had but one chance and that was successful.
+This was the 10-0 game, in which all the points were scored by kicking,
+although the ground was wet and slippery.
+
+"It is of interest to note, in connection with drop-kicking in the old
+days, that the proposition was not the simple matter it is to-day. Then,
+the ball had to go through the quarter's hands, and the kicker in
+consequence had so little time in which to get the ball away that he was
+really forced to kick in his tracks and immediately on receipt of the
+ball. Fortunately I was able to do both, and I never had a try for a
+drop blocked, and only one punt, the latter due to the fact that the
+ball was down by the side line, and I could not run to the left (which
+would have taken me out of bounds) before kicking.
+
+"Perhaps one of the greatest sources of satisfaction to me, speaking of
+punting in particular, was the fact that I was never blocked by
+Princeton. And yet it was extremely fortunate for me that I was a
+left-footed kicker and thus could run away from Cowan, who played a left
+tackle before kicking. If I had had to use my right foot I doubt if I
+could have got away with anything, for Cowan was certainly a wonderful
+player and could get through the Yale line as though it were paper. He
+always brought me down, but always after the ball had left my foot. I
+know that it has been thought at Princeton that I stood twelve yards
+back from the line when kicking. This was not so. Ten yards was the
+regular distance, always. But, I either kicked in my tracks or directly
+after running to the left."
+
+
+THE DAY COLUMBIA BEAT YALE
+
+Columbia men enthusiastically recall the day Columbia beat Yale. A
+Columbia man who is always on hand for the big games of the year is
+Charles Halstead Mapes, the ever reliable, loyal rooter for the game. He
+has told the tale of this victory so wonderfully well that football
+enthusiasts cannot but enjoy this enthusiastic Columbia version.
+
+"Fifteen years ago Yale was supreme in football," runs Mapes' story.
+"Occasionally, but only very occasionally, one of their great rivals,
+Princeton or Harvard, would win a game from them, but for any outsider,
+anybody except one of the 'Eternal Triangle,' to beat Yale was out of
+the question--an utter impossibility. And, by the way, that Triangle at
+times got almost as much on the nerves of the outside public as the
+Frenchmen's celebrated three--wife, husband, lover--the foundation of
+their plays.
+
+"The psychological effect of Yale's past prestige was all-powerful in
+every game. The blue-jerseyed figures with the white Y would tumble
+through the gate and spread out on the field; the stands would rise to
+them with a roar of joyous welcome that would raise the very
+skies--Y-a-l-e! Y-a-l-e! Y--A--L--E!
+
+[Illustration: TWO ACES--BILL MORLEY AND HAROLD WEEKS]
+
+"'Small wonder that each man was right on his toes, felt as though he
+were made of steel springs. All other Yale teams had won, 'We will win,
+of course.'
+
+"But the poor other side--they might just as well throw their canvas
+jackets and mole-skin trousers in the old suit-case at once and go home.
+'Beat Yale! boys, we're crazy, but every man must try his damnedest to
+keep the score low,' and so the game was won and lost before the referee
+even blew his starting whistle.
+
+"This was the general rule, but every rule needs an exception to prove
+it, and on a certain November afternoon in 1899 we gave them their
+belly-full of exception. We had a very strong team that year, with some
+truly great players, Harold Weekes and Bill Morley (there never were two
+better men behind the line), and Jack Wright, old Jack Wright, playing
+equally well guard or center, as fine a linesman as I have ever seen.
+Weekes, Morley, and Wright were on the All-American team of that year,
+and Walter Camp in selecting his All-American team for All Time several
+years ago picked Harold Weekes as his first halfback.
+
+"I can see the game now; there was no scoring in the first half. To
+the outsider the teams seemed evenly matched, but we, who knew our
+men, thought we saw that the power was there; and if they could but
+realize their strength and that they had it in them to lay low at
+last that armor-plated old rhinoceros, the terror of the college
+jungle--Yale,--with an even break of luck, the game must be ours.
+
+"In the second half our opportunity came. By one of the shifting chances
+of the game we got the ball on about their 25-yard line; one yard, three
+yards, two yards, four yards, we went through them; there was no
+stopping us, and at last--over, well over, for a touchdown.
+
+"Through some technicality in the last rush the officials, instead of
+allowing the touchdown, took the ball away from us and gave it to Yale.
+They were right, probably quite right, but how could we think so? Yale
+at once kicked the ball to the middle of the field well out of danger.
+The teams lined up.
+
+"On the very next play, with every man of that splendidly trained Eleven
+doing his allotted work, Harold Weekes swept around the end, aided by
+the magnificent interference of Jack Wright, which gave him his start.
+He ran half the length of the field, through the entire Yale team, and
+planted the ball squarely behind the goal posts for the touchdown which
+won the game. If we had ever had any doubt that cruel wrong is righted,
+that truth and justice must prevail, it was swept away that moment in a
+great wave of thanksgiving.
+
+"I shall never forget it--Columbia had beaten Yale! Tears running down
+my cheeks, shaken by emotion, I couldn't speak, let alone cheer. My best
+girl was with me. She gave one quick half-frightened glance and I
+believe almost realized all I felt. She was all gold. I feel now the
+timid little pressure on my arm as she tried to help me regain control
+of myself. God! why has life so few such moments!"
+
+
+BEHIND THE SCENES
+
+Let us go into the dressing room of a victorious team, which defeated
+Yale at Manhattan Field a good many years ago and let us read with that
+great lover of football, the late Richard Harding Davis, as he describes
+so wonderfully well some of the unique things that happened in the
+celebration of victory.
+
+"People who live far away from New York and who cannot understand from
+the faint echoes they receive how great is the enthusiasm that this
+contest arouses, may possibly get some idea of what it means to the
+contestants themselves through the story of a remarkable incident, that
+occurred after the game in the Princeton dressing room. The team were
+being rubbed down for the last time and after their three months of
+self-denial and anxiety and the hardest and roughest sort of work that
+young men are called upon to do, and outside in the semi-darkness
+thousands of Princeton followers were jumping up and down and hugging
+each other and shrieking themselves hoarse. One of the Princeton coaches
+came into the room out of this mob, and holding up his arm for silence
+said,
+
+"'Boys, I want you to sing the doxology.'"
+
+"Standing as they were, naked and covered with mud, blood and
+perspiration, the eleven men that had won the championship sang the
+Doxology from the beginning to the end as solemnly and as seriously, and
+I am sure, as sincerely, as they ever did in their lives, while outside
+the no less thankful fellow-students yelled and cheered and beat at the
+doors and windows and howled for them to come out and show themselves.
+This may strike some people as a very sacrilegious performance and as a
+most improper one, but the spirit in which it was done has a great deal
+to do with the question, and any one who has seen a defeated team lying
+on the benches of their dressing room, sobbing like hysterical school
+girls, can understand how great and how serious is the joy of victory to
+the men that conquer."
+
+Introducing Vic Kennard, opportunist extraordinary. Where is the Harvard
+man, Yale man, or indeed any football man who will not be stirred by the
+recollection of his remarkable goal from the field at New Haven that
+provided the winning points for the eleven Percy Haughton turned out in
+the first year of his regime. To Kennard himself the memory is still
+vivid, and there are side lights on that performance and indeed on all
+his football days at Cambridge, of which he alone can tell. I'll not
+make a conversation of this, but simply say as one does over the 'phone,
+"Kennard talking":--
+
+[Illustration: VIC KENNARD'S KICK]
+
+"Many of us are under the impression that the only real football fan is
+molded from the male sex and that the female of the species attends the
+game for decorative purposes only. I protest. Listen. In 1908 I had the
+good fortune to be selected to enter the Harvard-Yale Game at New Haven,
+for the purpose of scoring on Yale in a most undignified way, through
+the medium of a drop-kick, Haughton realizing that while a touchdown was
+distinctly preferable, he was not afraid to fight it out in the next
+best way.
+
+"My prayers were answered, for the ball somehow or other made its way
+over the crossbar and between the uprights, making the score, Harvard 4,
+Yale 0. My mother, who had made her way to New Haven by a forced march,
+was sitting in the middle of the stand on the Yale (no, I'm wrong, it
+was, on second thought, on the Harvard side) accompanied by my two
+brothers, one of whom forgot himself far enough to go to Yale, and will
+not even to this day acknowledge his hideous mistake.
+
+"Five or six minutes before the end of the game, one E. H. Coy decided
+that the time was getting short and Yale needed a touchdown. So he
+grabbed a Harvard punt on the run and started. Yes, he did more than
+start, he got well under way, circled the Harvard end and after
+galloping fifteen yards, apparently concluded that I would look well as
+minced meat, and headed straight for me, stationed well back on the
+secondary defense. He had received no invitation whatsoever, but owing
+to the fact that I believe every Harvard man should be at least cordial
+to every Yale man, I decided to go 50-50 and meet him half way.
+
+"We met informally. That I know. I will never forget that. He weighed
+only 195 pounds, but I am sure he had another couple of hundred tucked
+away somewhere. When I had finished counting a great variety and number
+of stars, it occurred to me that I had been in a ghastly railroad wreck,
+and that the engine and cars following had picked out my right knee as a
+nice soft place to pile up on. There was a feeling of great relief when
+I looked around and saw that the engineer of that train, Mr. E. H. Coy,
+had stopped with the train, and I held the greatest hopes that neither
+the engine nor any one of the ten cars following would ever reach the
+terminal.
+
+"Mother, who had seen the whole performance, was little concerned with
+other than the fact that E. H. had been delayed. His mission had been
+more than delayed--as it turned out, it had been postponed. In the
+meantime Dr. Nichols of the Harvard staff of first aid was working with
+my knee, and from the stands it looked as though I might have broken my
+leg.
+
+"At this point some one who sat almost directly back of my mother called
+out loud, 'That's young Kennard. It looks as though he'd broken his
+leg.' My brother, feeling that mother had not heard the remark, and not
+knowing what he might say, turned and informed him that Mrs. Kennard was
+sitting almost directly in front of him, requesting that he be careful
+what he said. Mother, however, heard the whole thing, and turning in her
+seat said, 'That's all right, I don't care if his leg is broken, if we
+only win this game.'
+
+"My mother, who is a great football fan, after following the game for
+three or four years, learned all the slang expressions typical of
+football. She tried to work out new plays, criticised the generalship
+occasionally, and fairly 'ate and slept' football during the months of
+October and November. While the season was in progress I usually slept
+at home in Boston where I could rest more comfortably. I occupied the
+adjoining room to my mother's, and when I was ready for bed always
+opened the door between the rooms.
+
+"One night I woke up suddenly and heard my mother talking. Wondering
+whether something was the matter, I got out of bed and went into her
+room, appearing just in time to see my mothers arms outstretched. She
+was calling 'Fair catch.' I spoke to her to see just what the trouble
+was, and she, in a sleepy way, mumbled, 'We won.' She had been dreaming
+of the Harvard-Dartmouth game.
+
+"Early in the fall of 1908 Haughton heard rumors that the Indians were
+equipping their backfield in a very peculiar fashion. Warner had had a
+piece of leather the color and shape of a football sewed on the jerseys
+of his backfield men, in such a position that when the arm was folded as
+if carrying the ball, it would appear as if each of the backfield
+players might have possession of the ball, and therefore disorganize
+somewhat the defense against the man who was actually carrying the ball.
+Instead of one runner each time, there appeared to be four.
+
+"Haughton studied the rules and found nothing to prevent Warner's
+scheme. He wrote a friendly letter to Warner, stating that he did not
+think it for the best interest of the game to permit his players to
+appear in the Stadium equipped in this way, at the same time admitting
+that there was nothing in the rules against it. Taking no chances,
+however, Haughton worked out a scheme of his own. He discovered that
+there was no rule which prevented painting the ball red, so he had a
+ball painted the same color as the crimson jerseys. Had the Indians come
+on the field with the leather ruse sewed on their jerseys, Haughton
+would have insisted that the game be played with the crimson ball.
+
+"What did I learn in my football course? I learned to control my
+temper, to exercise judgment, to think quickly and act decisively. I
+learned the meaning of discipline, to take orders and carry them out to
+the best of my ability without asking why. I had through the training
+regular habits knocked into me. I learned to meet, know and size up men.
+I learned to smile when I was the most discouraged fellow in this great
+wide world, the importance of being on time, a better control of my
+nerves, and to demand the respect of fellow players. I learned to work
+out problems for myself and to apply my energy more intelligently,--to
+stick by the ship. I secured a wide friendship which money can't buy."
+
+What Eddie Mahan was to Harvard, Charlie Barrett, Captain of the
+victorious 1915 Eleven, was to Cornell. The Ithaca Captain was one of
+those powerful runners whose remarkable physique did not interfere with
+his shiftiness. Like his Harvard contemporary, he was a fine leader, but
+unlike Mahan, with whom he clashed in the game with the Crimson in his
+final year, he was not able to play the play through what was to him
+probably the most important gridiron battle of his career. Nevertheless,
+it was his touchdown in the first quarter that sounded the knell of the
+Crimson hopes that day, and Cornell men will always believe that his
+presence on the side line wrapped in a blanket, after his recovery from
+the shock that put him out of the game, had much to do with inspiring
+his Eleven.
+
+Barrett was one of the products of the Cleveland University School,
+whence so many star players have been sent up to the leading
+universities. On the occasion of his first appearance at Ithaca it
+became a practical certainty that he would not only make the Varsity
+Eleven, but would some day be its captain. In course of time it became a
+habit for the followers of the Carnelian and White to look to Barrett
+for rescue in games that seemed to be hopelessly in the fire.
+
+In his senior year the team was noted for its ability to come from
+behind, and this team spirit was generally understood as being the
+reflection of that of their leader. The Cornell Captain played the
+second and third periods of his final game against Pennsylvania in a
+dazed condition, and it is a tribute to his mental and physical
+resources that in the last period of that game he played perhaps as fine
+football as he had ever shown.
+
+It was from no weakened Pennsylvania Eleven that Barrett snatched the
+victory in this his crowded moment. The Quakers had had a disastrous
+season up to Thanksgiving Day, but their pluck and rallying power, which
+has become a tradition on Franklin Field, was never more in evidence.
+The Quakers played with fire, with power and aggressiveness that none
+save those who know the Quaker spirit had been led to expect. There
+were heroes on the Red and Blue team that day, and without a Barrett at
+his best against them, they would have won.
+
+[Illustration: SAM WHITE'S RUN]
+
+It was up to Eddie Hart with his supreme personality and indomitable
+spirit, which has always characterized him from the day he entered
+Exeter until he forged his way to the leadership of one of Princeton's
+finest elevens to bring home the long deferred championship. When the
+final whistle rang down the football curtain for the season of 1911 it
+found Hart in the ascendancy having fulfilled the wonderful promise of
+his old Exeter days. For he had made good indeed.
+
+Yale and Harvard had been beaten through a remarkable combination of
+team and individual effort in which Sam White's alertness and DeWitt's
+kicking stood out; a combination which was made possible only through
+Hart's splendid leadership.
+
+At a banquet for this championship team given by the Princeton Club of
+Philadelphia, Lou Reichner, the toastmaster, in introducing Sam White,
+the hero of the evening, quoted from First Samuel III, Chapter ii, 12th
+and 1st verses--"And the Lord said unto Samuel, behold I will do a thing
+in Israel, at which both the ears of every one that heareth it shall
+tingle. In that day I will perform against Eli, all things which I have
+spoken concerning his house; when I begin I will also make an end. And
+The Child Samuel ministered unto the Lord Eli." Mr. Reichner then
+presented to the Child Samuel the souvenir sleeve links and a silver box
+containing the genuine soil from Yale Field.
+
+After Sam had been sufficiently honored, Alfred T. Baker, Princeton '85,
+a former Varsity football player, and his son Hobey Baker, who played on
+Eddie Hart's team, were called before the toastmaster. There was a
+triple cheer for Hobey and his father. Reichner said that he had nothing
+for Papa Baker, but a souvenir for Hobey, and if the father was man
+enough to take it away from him he could have it.
+
+In speaking of the Yale-Princeton game at New Haven, some of the things
+incidental to victory were told that evening by Sam White, who said:
+
+"In the Yale game of 1911, Joe Duff, the Princeton guard, came over to
+Hart, Captain of the Princeton team, and said:
+
+"'Ed, I can't play any more. I can't stand on my left leg.'
+
+"'That's all right,' answered Hart, 'go back and play on your right
+one.'
+
+"Joe did and that year he made the All-American guard.
+
+"It was less than a week before the Harvard-Princeton game at Princeton,
+1911, a friend of mine wrote down and asked me to get him four good
+seats, and said if I'd mention my favorite cigar, he'd send me a box in
+appreciation. I got the seats for him, but it was more or less of a
+struggle, but in writing on did not mention cigars. He sent me a check
+to cover the cost of the tickets and in the letter enclosed a small
+scarf pin which he said was sure to bring me luck. He had done quite a
+little running in his time and said it had never failed him and urged me
+to be sure and put it in my tie the day of the Harvard-Princeton game. I
+am not superstitious, but I did stick it in my tie when I dressed that
+Saturday morning and it surely had a charm. It was in the first half
+that I got away for my run, and as we came out of the field house at the
+start of the second half, whom should I see but my friend, yelling like
+a madman--
+
+"'Did you wear it? Did you wear it?'
+
+"I assured him I did, and it seemed to quiet and please him, for he
+merely grinned and replied:
+
+"'I told you! I told you!'
+
+"After the game I said nothing of the episode, but did secretly decide
+to keep the pin safely locked up until the day of the Yale-Princeton
+game. I again stuck it in my tie that morning and the charm still held,
+and I am still wondering to this day, if it doesn't pay to be a little
+bit superstitious."
+
+Every Harvard man remembers vividly the great Crimson triumph of 1915
+over Yale. It will never be forgotten. During the game I sat on the
+Harvard side lines with Doctor Billy Brooks, a former Harvard captain.
+He was not satisfied when Harvard had Yale beaten by the score of 41 to
+0, but was enthusiastically urging Harvard on to at least one or two
+more touchdowns, so that the defeat which Yale meted out to Harvard in
+1884, a game in which he was a player, would be avenged by a larger
+score, but alas! he had to be satisfied with the tally as it stood.
+
+A story is told of the enthusiasm of Evert Jansen Wendell, as he stood
+on the side lines of this same game and saw the big Crimson roller
+crushing Yale down to overwhelming defeat. This enthusiastic Harvard
+graduate cried out:
+
+"'We must score again!'
+
+"Another Harvard sympathiser, standing nearby, said:
+
+"'Mr. Wendell, don't you think we have beaten them badly enough? What
+more do you want?'
+
+"'Oh, I want to see them suffer,' retorted Wendell."
+
+After this game was over and the crowd was surging out of the stadium
+that afternoon I heard an energetic newsboy, who was selling the
+_Harvard Lampoon_, crying out at the top of his voice:
+
+"'_Harvard Lampoon_ for sale here. All about the New Haven wreck.'"
+
+
+Eddie Mahan
+
+There is no question that the American game of football will go on for
+years to come. If the future football generals develop a better
+all-around man than Eddie Mahan, captain of the great Harvard team of
+1915, whose playing brought not only victory to Harvard but was
+accompanied by great admiration throughout the football world, they may
+well congratulate themselves. From this peerless leader, whose playing
+was an inspiration to the men on his team, let us put on record, so that
+future heroes may also draw like inspiration from them, some of Mahan's
+own recollections of his playing days.
+
+"I think the greatest game I ever played in was the Princeton game in
+1915, because we never knew until the last minute that we had won the
+game," says the Crimson star. "There was always a chance of Princeton's
+beating us. The score was 10 to 6. I worked harder in that game than in
+any game I ever played.
+
+"Frank Glick's defensive work was nothing short of marvelous. He is the
+football player I respect. He hit me so hard. The way I ran, it was
+seldom that anybody got a crack at me. I would see a clear space and the
+first thing I knew Glick would come from behind somewhere, or somebody,
+and would hit me when I least expected it, and he usually hit me good
+and hard. It seemed sometimes that he came right out of the ground. I
+tell you after he hit me a few times he was the only man I was looking
+for; I did not care much about the rest of the team.
+
+"One of the things that helped me most in my backfield play was Pooch
+Donovan's coaching. He practiced me in sprints, my whole freshman year.
+He took a great interest in me. He speeded me up. I owe a great debt of
+gratitude to Pooch. I could always kick before I went to Harvard, back
+in the old Andover days. I learned to kick by punting the ball all the
+afternoon, instead of playing football all the time. I think that is the
+way men should learn to kick. The more I kicked, the better I seemed to
+get."
+
+Among the many trophies Eddie Mahan has received, he prizes as much as
+any the watch presented to him by the townspeople of Natick, his home
+town, his last year at Andover, after the football season closed. He was
+attending a football game at Natick between Natick High and Milton High.
+
+"It was all a surprise to me," says Eddie. "They called me out on the
+field and presented me with this watch which is very handsomely
+inscribed.
+
+"Well do I recall those wonderful days at Andover and the games between
+Andover and Exeter. There is intense rivalry between these two schools.
+Many are the traditions at Andover, and some of the men who had preceded
+me, and some with whom I played were Jack Curtis, Ralph Bloomer, Frank
+Hinkey, Doc Hillebrand and Jim Rodgers. Then there was Trevor Hogg, who
+was captain of the Princeton 1916 team, Shelton, Red Braun, Bob Jones.
+The older crowd of football men made the game what it is at Andover.
+Lately they have had a much younger crowd. When I was at Andover, Johnny
+Kilpatrick, Henry Hobbs, Ham Andrews, Bob Foster and Bob McKay had
+already left there and gone to college.
+
+"It has been a great privilege for me to have played on different teams
+that have had strong players. I cannot say too much about Hardwick,
+Bradlee, and Trumbull. Brickley was one of the hardest men for our
+opponents to bring down when he got the ball. He was a phenomenal
+kicker. I had also a lot of respect for Mal Logan, who played
+quarterback on my team in 1915. He weighed less than 150 pounds. He used
+to get into the interference in grand shape. He counted for something.
+He was a tough kid. He could stand all sorts of knocks and he used to
+get them too. When I was kicking he warded off the big tackles as they
+came through. He was always there and nobody could ever block a kick
+from his side. The harder they hit him, the stronger he came back every
+time."
+
+When I asked Mahan about fun in football he said:
+
+"We didn't seem to do much kidding. There was a sort of serious spirit;
+Haughton had such an influence over everybody, they were afraid to laugh
+before practice, while waiting for Haughton, and after practice
+everybody was usually so tired there was not much fooling in the
+dressing room; but we got a lot of fun out of the game."
+
+Of Haughton's coaching methods and the Harvard system Eddie has a few
+things to tell us that will be news to many football men.
+
+"Haughton coaches a great deal by the use of photographs which are taken
+of us in practice as well as regular games. He would get us all together
+and coach from the pictures--point out the poor work. Seldom were the
+good points shown. Nevertheless, he always gave credit to the man who
+got his opponent in the interference. Haughton used to say:
+
+"'Any one can carry a ball through a bunch of dead men.'
+
+"Haughton is a good organizer. He has been the moving spirit at
+Cambridge but by no means the whole Harvard coaching staff. The
+individual coaches work with him and with each other. Each one has
+control or supreme authority over his own department. The backfield
+coach has the picking of men for their positions. Harvard follows
+Charlie Daly's backfield play; improved upon somewhat, of course,
+according to conditions. Each coach is considered an expert in his own
+line. No coach is considered an expert in all fields. This is the method
+at Harvard.
+
+"Outside of Haughton, Bill Withington, Reggie Brown, and Leo Leary have
+been the most recent prominent coaches. The Harvard generalship has
+been the old Charlie Daly system. Reggie Brown has been a great
+strategist. Harvard line play came from Pot Graves of West Point."
+
+[Illustration: KING, OF HARVARD, MAKING A RUN; MAHAN PUTTING BLACK ON
+HIS HEAD]
+
+
+George Chadwick
+
+What George Chadwick, captain of Yale's winning team of 1902, gave of
+himself to Yale football has amply earned the thoroughly remarkable
+tributes constantly paid to this great Yale player. He was a most
+deceptive man with the ball. In the Princeton game John DeWitt was the
+dangerous man on the Princeton team, feared most on account of his great
+kicking ability.
+
+DeWitt has always contended that Chadwick's team was the best Yale team
+he ever saw. He says: "It was a better team than Gordon Brown's for the
+reason that they had a kicker and Gordon Brown's team did not have a
+kicker. But this is only my opinion."
+
+Yale and Princeton men will not forget in a hurry the two wonderful runs
+for touchdowns, one from about the center of the field, that Chadwick
+made in 1902.
+
+"I note," writes Chadwick, "that there is a general impression that the
+opening in the line through which I went was large enough to accommodate
+an express train. As a matter of fact, the opening was hardly large
+enough for me to squeeze through. The play was not to make a large
+opening, and I certainly remember the sensation of being squeezed when
+going through the line.
+
+"There were some amusing incidents in connection with that particular
+game that come back to me now. I remember that when going down on the
+train from New York to Princeton, I was very much amused at Mike
+Murphy's efforts to get Tom Shevlin worked up so he would play an extra
+good game. Mike kept telling Tom what a good man Davis was and how the
+latter was going to put it all over him. Tom clenched his fists, put on
+a silly grin and almost wept. It really did me a lot of good, as it
+helped to keep my mind off the game. When it did come to the game, his
+first big game, Shevlin certainly played wonderful football.
+
+"I had been ill for about a week and a half before this game and really
+had not played in practice for two or three weeks. Mike was rather
+afraid of my condition, so he told me to be the last man always to get
+up before the ball was put in play. I carefully followed his advice and
+as a result a lot of my friends in the stand kept thinking that I had
+been hurt.
+
+"Toward the end of the game we were down about on Princeton's 40-yard
+line. It was the third down and the probabilities were that we would not
+gain the distance, so I decided to have Bowman try for a drop-kick. I
+happened to glance over at the side line and there was old Mike Murphy
+making strenuous motions with his foot. The umpire, Dashiell, saw him
+too, and put him off the side lines for signalling. I remember being
+extremely angry at the time because I was not looking at the side lines
+for any signals and had decided on a drop kick anyhow.
+
+"In my day it was still the policy to work the men to death, to drill
+them to endure long hours of practice scrimmage. About two weeks before
+the Princeton game in my senior year, we were in a slump. We had a long,
+miserable Monday's practice. A lot of the old coaches insisted that
+football must be knocked into the men by hard work, but it seemed to me
+that the men knew a lot of football. They were fundamentally good and
+what they really needed was condition to enable them to show their
+football knowledge. It is needless to say that I was influenced greatly
+in this by Mike Murphy and his knowledge of men and conditioning them.
+Joe Swann, the field coach, and Walter Camp were in accord, so we turned
+down the advice of a lot of the older coaches and gave the Varsity only
+about five minutes' scrimmage during the week and a half preceding the
+Princeton game, with the exception of the Bucknell game the Saturday
+before. During the week before the Princeton and Harvard games we went
+up to Ardsley and had no practice for three days. There was a
+five-minutes' scrimmage on Thursday. This was an unusual proceeding, but
+it was so intensely hot the day of the Princeton game, and we all lost
+so much weight something unusual had to be done. The team played well in
+the Princeton game, but it was simply a coming team then. In the Harvard
+game, which we won 23 to 0, it seemed to me that we were at the top of
+our form.
+
+"I think the whole incident was a lesson to us at New Haven of the great
+value of condition to men who know a great deal of football. I know from
+my own experience during the three preceding years that it had been too
+little thought of. The great cry had too often been 'We must drum
+football into them, no matter what their physical condition.'
+
+"After the terribly exhausting game at Princeton, which we won, 12 to 5,
+DeWitt Cochrane invited the team to go to his place at Ardsley and
+recuperate. It really was our salvation, and I have always been most
+grateful to Mr. and Mrs. Cochrane for so generously giving up their
+house completely to a mob of youngsters. We spent three delightful days,
+almost forgot football entirely, ate ravenously and slept like tops.
+
+"Big Eddie Glass was a wonderful help in interference. I used to play
+left half and Eddie left guard. On plays where I would take the ball
+around the end, or skirting tackle, Eddie would either run in the
+interference or break through the line and meet me some yards beyond. We
+had a great pulling and hauling team that year, and the greatest puller
+and hauler was Eddie Glass. Perry Hale, who played fullback my
+sophomore year, was a great interferer. He was big, and strong and fast.
+On a straight buck through tackle, when he would be behind me, if there
+was not a hole in the proper place, he would whirl me all the way round
+and shoot me through a hole somewhere else. It would, of course, act as
+an impromptu delayed play. In one game I remember making a forty yard
+run to a touchdown on such a manoeuver."
+
+[Illustration:
+
+McCord Mills Roper Burke Pell Craig Mattis Lathrope Lloyd Bannard Booth
+Wheeler   Reiter
+Poe   Edwards   Hillebrand
+Hutchinson   Palmer   McClave
+
+PRINCETON'S 1899 TEAM]
+
+
+Arthur Poe
+
+There never was as much real football ability concealed in a small
+package as there was in that great player, Arthur Poe. He was always
+using his head, following the ball, strong in emergency. He was endowed
+with a wonderful personality, and a man who always got a lot of fun out
+of the game and made fun for others, but yet was on the job every
+minute. He always inspired his team mates to play a little harder.
+Rather than write anything more about this great player, let us read
+with him the part he so ably played in some of Princeton's football
+games.
+
+"The story of my run in 1898 is very simple. Yale tried a mass play on
+Doc Hillebrand, which, as usual, was very unsuccessful in that quarter.
+He broke through and tackled the man with the ball. While the Yale men
+were trying to push him forward, I grabbed the ball from his arms and
+had a clear field and about ten yards start for the goal line. I don't
+believe I was ever happier in my life than on this day when I made the
+Princeton team and scored this touchdown against Yale.
+
+"In the second half McBride tried a center drive on Booth and Edwards.
+The line held and I rushed in, and grabbed the ball, but before I got
+very far the Referee blew his whistle, and after I had run across the
+goal line I realized that the touchdown was not going to be allowed.
+
+"Lew Palmer and I were tried at end simply to endeavor to provide a
+defense against the return runs of de Saulles on punts. He, by the way,
+was the greatest open field runner I have ever seen.
+
+"My senior year started auspiciously and the prospects for a victorious
+eleven appeared especially bright, as only two of the regular players of
+the year before had graduated. The first hard game was against Columbia,
+coached by Foster Sanford, who had a wealth of material drawn from the
+four corners of the earth. In the latter part of the game my opponent by
+way of showing his disapproval of my features attempted to change them,
+but was immediately assisted to the ground by my running mate and was
+undergoing an unpleasant few moments, when Sanford, reinforced by
+several dozen substitutes, ran to his rescue and bestowed some unkind
+compliments on different parts of my pal's anatomy. With the arrival of
+Burr McIntosh and several old grads, however, we were released from
+their clutches, and the game proceeded.
+
+"After the Cornell game the Yale game was close at hand. We were
+confident of our ability to win, though we expected a bitter hard
+struggle, in which we were not disappointed. Through a well developed
+interference on an end run, Reiter was sent around the end for several
+long gains, resulting in a touchdown, but Yale retaliated by blocking a
+kick and falling on the ball for a touchdown. Sharpe, a few minutes
+later, kicked a beautiful goal, so that the score was 10 to 6 in Yale's
+favor. The wind was blowing a gale all through the first half and as
+Yale had the wind at their backs we were forced to play a rushing game,
+but shortly after the second half began the wind died down considerably
+so that McBride's long, low kicks were not effective to any great
+extent.
+
+"Yale was on the defensive and we were unable to break through for the
+coveted touchdown, though we were able to gain ground consistently for
+long advances. In the shadow of their goal line Yale held us mainly
+through the wonderful defensive playing of McBride. I never saw a finer
+display of backing up the rush line than that of McBride during the
+second half. So strenuous was the play that eight substitutions had been
+made on our team, but with less than five minutes to play we started a
+furious drive for the goal line from the middle of the field, and with
+McClave, Mattis and Lathrope carrying the ball we went to Yale's 25-yard
+line in quick time.
+
+"With only about a minute to play it was decided to try a goal from the
+field. I was selected as the one to make the attempt. I was standing on
+the 34-yard line, about ten yards to the left of centre when I kicked;
+the ball started straight for the far goal post, but apparently was
+deflected by air currents and curved in not more than a yard from the
+post. I turned to the Referee, saw his arms raised and heard him say
+'Goal' and then everything broke loose.
+
+"I saw members of the team turning somersaults, and all I remember after
+that was being seized by a crowd of alumni who rushed out upon the
+field, and hearing my brother Ned shout, 'You damned lucky kid, you have
+licked them again.' I kicked the ball with my instep, having learned
+this from Charlie Young of Cornell, who was then at Princeton Seminary
+and was playing on the scrub team. The reason I did this was because Lew
+Palmer and myself wore light running shoes with light toes, not kicking
+shoes at all.
+
+"After the crowd had been cleared off the field there were only 29
+seconds left to play, and after Yale had kicked off we held the ball
+without risking a play until the whistle blew, when I started full speed
+for the gate, followed by Bert Wheeler. I recall knocking down several
+men as we were bursting through and making our way to the bus. It was
+the first, last and only goal from the field I ever attempted, and the
+most plausible explanation for its success was probably predestination."
+
+[Illustration: "NOTHING GOT BY JOHN DeWITT"]
+
+Arthur Poe was a big factor in football, even when he wasn't running or
+kicking Yale down to defeat.
+
+"Bill Church's roughness, in my freshman year, had the scrub bluffed,"
+continues Arthur. "When Lew Palmer volunteered to play halfback and take
+care of Bill on punts, Bill was surprised on the first kick he attempted
+to block to feel Lew's fist on his jaw and immediately shouted:
+
+"'I like you for that, you damn freshman.'
+
+"That was the first accident that attracted attention to Lew. Palmer was
+one of the gamest men and he won a Varsity place by the hardest kind of
+work.
+
+"Well do I recall the indignation meeting of the scrub to talk over
+plans of curbing Johnny Baird and Fred Smith in their endeavor to kill
+the scrub."
+
+
+John DeWitt
+
+Big John DeWitt was the man who brought home the Yale bacon for the
+Tigers in 1903. To be exact he not only carried, but also kicked it
+home. Two surprise parties by a single player in so hard a game are rare
+indeed. Whenever I think of DeWitt I think of his great power of
+leadership. He was an ideal captain. He thought things out for himself.
+He was the spirit of his team.
+
+This great Princeton captain was one of the most versatile football men
+known to fame. Playing so remarkably in the guard position, he also did
+the kicking for his team and was a great power in running with the ball.
+
+DeWitt thought things out almost instantly and took advantage of every
+possible point. The picture on the opposite page illustrates wonderfully
+well how he exerted and extended himself. This man put his whole soul
+into his work and was never found wanting. His achievements will hold a
+conspicuous place in football history. Nothing got by John DeWitt.
+
+DeWitt's team in 1903 was the first to bring victory over Yale to
+Princeton since 1899. On that day John DeWitt scored a touchdown and
+kicked a placement goal, which will long be remembered. Let us go back
+and play a part of that game over with John himself.
+
+"Whenever I think of football my recollections go back to the Yale game
+of 1903," says DeWitt. "My most vivid recollections are of my loyal team
+mates whose wonderful spirit and good fellowship meant so much to the
+success of that Eleven. Without their combined effort Princeton could
+not have won that day.
+
+"We had a fine optimistic spirit before the game and the fact that Jim
+Hogan scored a touchdown for Yale in the first part of the game seemed
+to put us on our mettle and we came back with the spirit that I have
+always been proud of. Hogan was almost irresistible. You could hardly
+stop him when he had the ball. He scored between Harold Short and myself
+and jammed through for about 12 yards to a touchdown. If you tackled Jim
+Hogan head on he would pull you right over backwards. He was the
+strongest tackle I ever saw. He seemed to have overpowering strength in
+his legs. He was a regular player. He never gave up until the whistle
+blew, but after the Princeton team got its scoring machine at work, the
+Princeton line outplayed the Yale line.
+
+"I think Yale had as good a team as we had, if not better, that day. The
+personnel of the team was far superior to ours, but we had our spirit in
+the game. We were going through Yale to beat the band the last part of
+the game."
+
+DeWitt, describing the run that made him famous, says:
+
+"Towards the end of the first half, with the score 6 to 0 against
+Princeton, Yale was rushing us down the field. Roraback, the Yale
+center, was not able to pass the ball the full distance back for the
+punter. Rockwell took the ball from quarterback position and passed it
+to Mitchell, the fullback. On this particular play our whole line went
+through on the Yale kick formation. No written account that I have ever
+seen has accurately described just what happened. Ralph Davis was the
+first man through, and he blocked Mitchell's kick. Ridge Hart, who was
+coming along behind him, kicked the loose ball forward and the oval was
+about fifteen to twenty yards from where it started. I was coming
+through all the time.
+
+"As the bouncing ball went behind Mitchell it bobbed up right in front
+of me. I probably broke all rules of football by picking it up, but the
+chances looked good and I took advantage of them. I really was wondering
+then whether to pick it up or fall on it, but figured that it was harder
+to fall on it than to pick it up, so I put on all the steam I had and
+started for the goal. Howard Henry was right behind me until I got near
+the goal post. After I had kicked the goal the score was 6 to 6. Never
+can I forget the fierce playing on the part of both teams that now took
+place.
+
+"Shortly after this in the second half I punted down into Yale's
+territory. Mitchell fumbled and Ralph Davis fell on the ball on the
+30-yard line. We tried to gain, but could not. Bowman fell on the ball
+after the ensuing kick, which was blocked. It had rolled to the 5-yard
+line. Yale tried to gain once; then Bowman went back to kick. I can
+never pay enough tribute to Vetterlein, to the rare judgment that he
+displayed at this point in the game. When he caught that punt and heeled
+it, he used fine judgment; but for his good head work we never would
+have won that game. I kicked my goal from the field from the 43-yard
+line.
+
+[Illustration: JOHN DeWITT ABOUT TO PICK UP THE BALL]
+
+"As Ralph Davis was holding the ball before I kicked it, the Yale
+players, who were standing ten yards away were not trying to make it any
+the easier for us. I remember in particular Tom Shevlin was kidding
+Ralph Davis, who replied: 'Well, Tom, you might as well give it to us
+now--the score is going to be 11-6,' and just then what Davis had said
+came through.
+
+"If any one thinks that my entire football experience was a bed of
+roses, I want to assure him that it was not. I experienced the sadness
+of injury and of not making the team. The first day I lined up I broke
+three bones in one hand. Three weeks later, after they had healed I
+broke the bones in my other hand and so patiently waited until the
+following year to make the team.
+
+"The next year I went through the bitter experience of defeat, and we
+were beaten good and plenty by Yale. Defeat came again in 1902. It was
+in that year that I met, as my opponent, the hardest man I ever played
+against, Eddie Glass. The Yale team came at me pretty hard the first
+fifteen minutes. Glass especially crashed into me. He was warned three
+times by Dashiell in the opening part of the game for strenuous work.
+Glass was a rough, hard player, but he was not an unfair player at
+that. I always liked good, rough football. He played the game for all
+it was worth and was a Gibraltar to the Yale team.
+
+"Now that my playing days are over, I think there is one thing that
+young fellows never realize until they are through playing; that they
+might have helped more; that they might have given a few extra minutes
+to perfect a play. The thing that has always appealed to me most in
+football is to think of what might have been done by a little extra
+effort. It is very seldom you see a man come off the field absolutely
+used up. I have never seen but one or two cases where a man had to be
+helped to the dressing room. I have always thought such a man did not
+give as much as he should,--we're all guilty of this offense. A little
+extra punch might have made a touchdown."
+
+Tichenor, of the University of Georgia, tells the following:
+
+"In a Tech-Georgia game a peculiar thing happened. One of the goal lines
+was about seven yards from the fence which was twelve feet high and
+perfectly smooth. Tech had worked the ball down to within about three
+yards of Georgia's goal near the fence. Here the defense of the Red and
+Black stiffened and, taking the ball on downs, Ted Sullivan immediately
+dropped back for a kick. The pass was none too good and he swung his
+foot into the ball, which struck the cross bar, bounded high up in the
+air, over the fence, behind the goal post.
+
+"Then began the mighty wall-scaling struggle to get over the fence and
+secure the coveted ball. As fast as one team would try to boost each
+other over, their opponents would pull them down. This contest continued
+for fully five minutes while the crowd roared with delight. In the
+meantime George Butler, the Referee, took advantage of the situation
+and, with the assistance of several spectators, was boosted over the
+fence where he waited for some player to come and fall on the ball,
+which was fairly hidden in a ditch covered over with branches. Butler
+tells to this day of the amusing sight as he beheld first one pair of
+hands grasping the top of the fence; one hand would loosen, then the
+other; then another set of hands would appear. Heads were bobbing up and
+down and disappearing one after the other. The crowd now became
+interested and showed their partiality, and with the assistance of some
+of the spectators a Tech player made his way over the fence and began
+his search for the ball, closely followed by a Georgia player. They
+rushed around frantically looking for the ball. Then Red Wilson joined
+in the search and quickly located it in the ditch; soon had it safely in
+his arms and Tech scored a touchdown.
+
+"This was probably the only touchdown play in the history of the game
+which none of the spectators saw and which only the Referee and two
+other players saw at the time the player touched the ball down."
+
+That Charlie Brickley was in the way of bringing home the bacon to
+Harvard is well known to all. There have been very few players who were
+as reliable as this star. It was in his senior year that he was captain
+of the team and when the announcement came at the start of the football
+season that Brickley had been operated upon for appendicitis the
+football world extended to him its deepest sympathy. During his illness
+he yearned to get out in time to play against Yale. This all came true.
+The applause which greeted him when Haughton sent this great player into
+the game--with the Doctor's approval--must have impressed him that one
+and all were glad to see him get into the game.
+
+Let us hear what Brickley has to say about playing the game.
+
+"I have often been asked how I felt when attempting a drop kick in a
+close game before a large crowd. During my first year I was a little
+nervous, but after that it didn't bother me any more than as if I were
+eating lunch. Constant practice for years gave me the feeling that I
+could kick the ball over every time I tried. If I was successful, those
+who have seen me play are the best judges. Confidence is a necessity in
+drop kicking. The three hardest games I ever played in were the
+Dartmouth 3 to 0 game in 1912, and Princeton 3 to 0 in 1913, and the
+Yale 15 to 5 game of the same year. The hardest field goal I ever had to
+kick was against Princeton in the mud in 1913.
+
+[Illustration: THE EVER RELIABLE BRICKLEY]
+
+[Illustration: A FOOTBALL THOROUGHBRED--TACK HARDWICK]
+
+"The most finished player in all around play I ever came across is Tack
+Hardwick. He could go through a game, or afternoon's practice and
+perform every fundamental function of the game in perfect fashion. The
+most interesting and remarkable player I ever came across was Eddie
+Mahan. He could do anything on the football field. He was so versatile,
+that no real defense could be built against him. He had a wonderful
+intuitive sense and always did just the right thing at the right time."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV
+
+"THE BLOODY ANGLE"
+
+
+Football in its very nature is a rough game. It calls for the contact of
+bodies under high momentum and this means strains and bruises! Thanks to
+the superb physical condition of players, it usually means nothing more
+serious.
+
+The play, be it ever so hard, is not likely to be dangerous provided it
+is clean, and the worst indictment that can be framed against a player
+of to-day, and that by his fellows, is that he is given to dirty
+tactics. This attitude has now been established by public opinion, and
+is reflected in turn by the strictness of officials, the sentiment of
+coaches and football authorities generally. So scientific is the game
+to-day that only the player who can keep his head, and clear his mind of
+angry emotions, is really a valuable man in a crisis.
+
+Again, the keynote of success in football to-day is team work, perfect
+interlocking of all parts. In the old days play was individual, man
+against man, and this gave rise in many cases to personal animosity
+which frequently reduced great football contests to little more than
+pitched battles. Those who to-day are prone to decry football as a
+rough and brutal sport--which it no longer is--might at least reverse
+their opinions of the present game, could they have spent a certain
+lurid afternoon in the fall of '87 at Jarvis Field where the elevens of
+Harvard and Princeton fought a battle so sanguinary as to come down to
+us through the years legended as a real _crimson_ affair. One of the
+saddest accidents that ever occurred on a university football field
+happened in this contest and suggested the caption of "the Bloody
+Angle," the historic shambles of the great Gettysburg battle.
+
+Luther Price, who played halfback on the Princeton teams of '86 and '87
+and who was acting captain the larger part of the latter season, tells
+the following story of the game:
+
+"Princeton's contest with Harvard in the autumn of '87 was the bloodiest
+game that I ever experienced or saw. At that period the football
+relations between the two colleges were fast approaching a crisis and
+the long break between the institutions followed a couple of seasons
+later. It is perhaps true that the '87 game was largely responsible for
+the rupture because it left secret bitterness.
+
+"In fact, the game was pretty near butchery and the defects of the rules
+contributed to this end. Both sides realized that the contest was going
+to be a hummer but neither imagined the extent of the casualties. Had
+the present rules applied there would have been a long string of
+substitutes in the game and the caption of 'The Bloody Angle' could not
+have been applied.
+
+"In those days an injured player was not allowed to leave the field of
+play without the consent of the opponents' captain. One can easily grasp
+the fact that your adversaries' captain was not apt to permit a player,
+battered almost to worthlessness, to go to the bench and to allow you to
+substitute a strong and fresh player. Therein lies the tale of this
+game.
+
+"Princeton was confident of winning but not overconfident. We went out
+to Jarvis field on a tallyho from Boston, and I recall how eagerly we
+dashed upon the field, anxious for the scrap to begin. It was a clear,
+cold day with a firm turf--a condition that helped us, as we were
+lighter than Harvard, especially behind the line. None of our backs
+weighed more than 155 pounds.
+
+"Holden, the Crimson captain, was probably the most dangerous of our
+opponents. He was a deceptive running back owing to the difficulty of
+gauging his pace. He was one of the speediest sprinters in the Eastern
+colleges and if he managed to circle either end it was almost good-bye
+to his opponents.
+
+"We were all lying in wait for Holden, not to cripple him or take any
+unfair advantage, but to see that he did not cross our goal line. It was
+not long before we had no cause to be concerned on that score. But
+before Holden was disposed of we suffered a most grievous loss in the
+disqualification of Hector Cowan, our left guard and our main source of
+strength. Princeton worked a majority of the tricks through Cowan and
+when he was gone we lost the larger part of our offensive power.
+
+"Cowan's disqualification was unjustified by his record or by any
+tendency toward unfair play, though this statement should not be
+regarded as a reflection on the fairness of Wyllys Terry, the old Yale
+player, who was the umpire. Walter Camp, by the way, was the referee.
+
+"There never was a fairer player than Cowan, and such a misfortune as
+losing him by disqualification for any act on the field was never dreamt
+of by the Princeton men. The trouble was that Terry mistook an accident
+for a deliberate act. Holden was skirting Princeton's left end when
+Cowan made a lunge to reach him. Holden's deceptive pace was nearly too
+much for even such a star as Cowan, whose hands slipped from the Harvard
+captain's waist down to below his knees until the ankles were touched.
+Cowan could have kept his hands on Holden's ankles, but as tackling
+below the knees was foul, he quickly let go. But Holden tumbled and
+several Princeton men were on him in a jiffy.
+
+"Harvard immediately claimed that it was a foul tackle. It was a
+desperate claim but it proved successful. To our astonishment and
+chagrin, Terry ruled Cowan off the field. Cowan was thunderstruck at the
+decision and protested that he never meant to tackle unfairly. We argued
+with Terry but he was unrelenting. To him it seemed that Cowan meant to
+make a foul tackle. The situation was disheartening but we still felt
+that we had a good chance of pulling through even without Cowan.
+
+"What was particularly galling to us was that we had allowed two
+touchdowns to slip from our grasp. Twice we had carried the ball to
+within a few yards of the Harvard line and had dropped the ball when
+about to cross it. Both errors were hardly excusable and were traceable
+to over-anxiety to score. With Cowan on the field we had found that he
+could open up the Harvard line for the backs to make long runs but now
+that he was gone we could be sure of nothing except grilling work.
+
+"Soon after occurred the most dramatic and lamentable incident which put
+Holden out of the game. We had been warned long before the contest that
+Holden was a fierce tackler and that if we, who were back of the
+Princeton line, wished to stay in the game it would be necessary to
+watch out for his catapultic lunges.
+
+"Holden made his tackles low, a kind of a running dive with his head
+thrust into his quarry's stomach. The best policy seemed, in case Holden
+had you cornered, to go at him with a stiff arm and a suddenly raised
+knee to check his onslaught and, if possible, shake him off in the
+shuffle, but that was a mighty difficult matter for light backs to do.
+
+"First the line was opened up so that I went through. Harding, the
+Harvard quarter, who was running up and down the Crimson line like a
+panther, didn't get me. My hand went against his face and somehow I got
+rid of him. Finally I reached Holden, who played the fullback position
+while on the defensive, and had him to pass in order to get a touchdown.
+There was a savage onslaught and Holden had me on the ground.
+
+"A few moments later Ames, who played back with Channing and me, went
+through the Harvard line and again Holden was the only obstacle to a
+touchdown for Princeton. There was another savage impact and both
+players rolled upon the ground, but this time Holden did not get up. He
+got his man but he was unconscious or at least seemingly so. His chest
+bone had been broken. It was a tense moment. We all felt a pang of
+sympathy, for Holden was a square, if rough, player. Harvard's cheers
+subsided into murmurs of sorrow and Holden was carried tenderly off the
+field.
+
+"The accident made Harvard desperate, and as we were without Cowan we
+were in the same mental condition. It was hammer and tongs from that
+time on. I don't know that there was any intention to put players out
+of business, but there was not much mercy shown.
+
+"It appeared to me that some doubt existed on the Harvard side as to who
+caused Holden's chest bone to be broken, but that the suspicion was
+mainly directed at me. Several years later an article written at Harvard
+and published in the _Public Ledger_ in Philadelphia gave a long account
+of how I broke Holden's chest bone. This seemed to confirm my notion
+that there was a mixup of identity. However that may be, it soon became
+evident in the game that I was marked for slaughter.
+
+"Vic Harding made a profound and lasting impression on me both with his
+hands and feet. In fact, Harding played in few games of importance in
+which he was not disqualified. He was not a bad fellow at all in social
+relations, but on a football field he was the limit of 'frightfulness.'
+I don't know of any player that I took so much pleasure in punching as
+Harding. Ames and Harding also took delight in trying to make each
+other's faces change radically in appearance.
+
+"I think that Harding began to paint my face from the start of the game
+and that as it proceeded he warmed up to the task, seeing that he was
+making a pretty good job of it. He had several mighty able assistants.
+The work was done with several hundred Wellesley College girls, who were
+seated on benches close to the sideline, looking on with the deepest
+interest and, as it soon appeared, with much sympathy. I will not forget
+how concerned they looked.
+
+"By the middle of the second half I guess they did see a spectacle in me
+for they began to call to me and hold out handkerchiefs. At first I
+didn't realize what they meant for I was so much engaged with the duties
+that lay in front of me that it was difficult to notice them, but their
+entreaties soon enlightened me. They were asking me as a special favor
+to clean my face with their handkerchiefs, but I replied--perhaps rather
+abruptly--that I really didn't have time to attend to my facial toilet.
+
+"My nose had been broken, both eyes well closed and my canvas jacket and
+doeskin knickerbockers were scarlet or crimson--whichever you prefer--in
+hue. Strength was quickly leaving me and the field swam. I finally
+propped myself up against a goal post. The next thing I knew was that I
+was being helped off the field. My brother, Billy, who was highly
+indignant over the developments, took my place. This was about ten or
+fifteen minutes before the end of the game, which then consisted of two
+45 minute periods.
+
+"Ames emerged from the game with nothing more than the usual number of
+cuts and bruises. At that time we did not have any nose-guards,
+head-guards and other paraphernalia such as are used nowadays, except
+that we could get ankle braces, and Ames wore one. That ankle stood the
+test during the fight.
+
+"A majority of the other players were pretty well cut up. After Cowan
+was disqualified Bob (J. Robb) Church, subsequently Major in the United
+States Army Medical Corps and formerly the surgeon of Roosevelt's Rough
+Riders in the Spanish War, was shifted from tackle to Cowan's position
+at guard. Chapin, a brilliant student, who had changed from Amherst to
+Princeton, went in at tackle. He was a rather erratic player, and
+Harvard kept pounding in his direction with the result that Bob Church
+had a sea of trouble and I was forced to move up close to the line for
+defensive work. It was this that really put me out of business. My left
+shoulder had been hurt early in the season and it was bound in rubber,
+but fortunately it was not much worse off than at the beginning of the
+game.
+
+"Bob Church risked his life more than once in the Spanish War and for
+his valor he received a Medal of Honor from Congress, but it is safe to
+say that he never got such a gruelling as in this Harvard game. He was
+battered to the extent of finding it difficult to rise after tackling
+and finally he was lining up on his knees. It was a magnificent
+exhibition of pluck. As I recall, Bob lasted to the end of the game.
+
+"It was not until near the close that any scoring took place and then
+Harvard made two touchdowns in quick succession. We lacked substitutes
+to put in and, even if we had had them, it is doubtful whether we could
+have got them in as long as a player was able to stand up. The only
+satisfaction we had was that we had done the best we could to win and
+our confidence that with Cowan we could have won even if Holden had not
+been hurt. We had beaten Harvard the year before with essentially the
+same team that we played in this game."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI
+
+THE FAMILY IN FOOTBALL
+
+
+It is almost possible, I think, to divide football men into two distinct
+classes--those who are made into players (and often very good ones) by
+the coaches and those who are born with the football instinct. Just how
+to define football instinct is a puzzle, but it is very easy to discern
+it in a candidate, even if he never saw a football till he set foot on
+the campus. By and large, it will be read first in a natural aptitude
+for following the ball. After that, in the general way he has of
+handling himself, from falling on the ball to dodging and straight arm.
+Watch the head coach grin when some green six-foot freshman dives for a
+rolling ball and instinctively clutches it into the soft part of his
+body as he falls on it. Nobody told him to do it just that way, or to
+keep his long arms and legs under control so as to avoid accident, but
+he does it nevertheless and thus shows his football instinct.
+
+There is still another kind of football instinct, and that is the kind
+that is passed down from father to son and from brother to brother. They
+say that the lacemakers of Nottingham don't have to be taught how to
+make lace because, as children, they somehow absorb most of the
+necessary knowledge in the bosom of their family, and I think the same
+thing is true of sons and brothers of football players. Generally, they
+pick up the essentials of the game from "Pop" long before they get to
+school or college or else are properly educated by an argus-eyed
+brother.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Johnson   Edgar Allen
+Arthur   Nelson   Gresham   Johnny
+
+THE POE FAMILY]
+
+But the matter of getting football knowledge--of developing the
+instinct--isn't always left to the boy. Unless I'm grievously mistaken
+it's more often the fond father who takes the first step. In fact, some
+fathers I've known have, with a commendable eye to future victories,
+even dated the preparation of their offspring from the hour when he was
+first shown them by the nurse: "Let me take a squint at the little
+rascal," says the beaming father and expertly examines the young
+hopeful's legs. "Ah, hah, bully! We'll make a real football player out
+of _him_!"
+
+And so, some day when Dick or Ken is six or seven, Father produces a
+strange looking, leather-cased bladder out of a trunk where Mother
+hasn't discovered it and blows it up out on the front porch under the
+youngster's inquisitive eye and tucks in the neck and laces it up.
+
+"What is it, Pop? What you going to do with it?"
+
+"That's what men call a football, Son. And right now I'm going to _kick_
+it." And kick it he does--all around the lot--until after a particularly
+good lift he chuckles to himself, the old war horse, and with the smell
+of ancient battles in his nostrils sits down to give the boy his first
+lesson in the manliest and best game on earth. And this first lesson is
+tackling. Perhaps the picture on the opposite page will remind you of
+the time you taught _your_ boys the good old game.
+
+This particular kind of football instinct has produced many of the
+finest players the colleges have ever seen. In a real football family
+there isn't much bluffing as to what you can do nor are there many
+excuses for a fumble or a missed tackle. With your big brothers' ears
+open and their tongues ready with a caustic remark, it doesn't need
+"Pop's" keen eye to keep you within the realms of truth as to the length
+of your run or why you missed that catch.
+
+Quite often, as it happens, "Pop" is thinking of a certain big game he
+once played in and remembering a play--Ah! if only he could forget that
+play!--in which he fumbled and missed the chance of a life-time. Like
+some inexorable motion picture film that refuses to throw anything but
+one fatal scene on the screen, his recollections make the actors take
+their well-remembered positions and the play begins. For the thousandth
+time he gnashes his teeth as he sees the ball slip from his grasp.
+"Dog-gone it," he mutters, "if my boy doesn't do better in the big game
+than _I_ did, I'll whale the hide off him!"
+
+Strangely enough not all brothers of a football family follow one
+another to the same college, and there have been several cases where
+brother played against brother. But for the only son of a great player
+to go anywhere else than to his father's college would be rank heresy. I
+daresay even the other college wouldn't like it.
+
+[Illustration: JUST BOYS]
+
+Of famous fathers whose football instinct descended without dilution
+into their sons perhaps the easiest remembered have been Walter Camp,
+who captained the Elis in '78 and '79 and whose son, Walter, Jr., played
+fullback in 1911--Alfred T. Baker, one of the Princeton backs in '83,
+and '84, whose son Hobey captained his team in 1914--Snake Ames, who
+played in four championship games for Princeton against both Yale and
+Harvard, and whose son, Knowlton Ames, Jr., played on the Princeton
+teams of '12, '13 and '14--and that sterling Yale tackle of '91 and '92,
+"Wallie" Winter, whose son, Wallace, Jr., played on his Freshman team in
+1915.
+
+When we come to enumerating the brothers who have played, it is the Poe
+family which comes first to mind. Laying aside friendship or natural
+bias, I feel that my readers will agree with me in the belief that it
+would be hard to find six football players ranking higher than the six
+Poe brothers. Altogether, Princeton has seen some twenty-two years of
+Poes, during at least thirteen of which there was a Poe on the Varsity
+team. Johnson Poe, '84, came first, to be followed by Edgar Allen, twice
+captain, then by Johnny, now in his last resting place "somewhere in
+France," then by Nelson, then Arthur, twice the fly in Yale's ointment,
+and lastly by Gresham Poe. I haven't a doubt but that after due lapse of
+time this wonderful family will produce other Poes, sons and cousins, to
+carry on the precious tradition.
+
+Next in point of numbers probably comes the Riggs family of five
+brothers, of whom three, Lawrence, Jesse and Dudley, played on Princeton
+teams, while Harry and Frank were substitutes. The Hodge family were
+four who played at Princeton--Jack, Hugh, Dick and Sam.
+
+After the Riggs family comes the Young family of Cornell--Ed., Charles,
+George and Will--all of whom played tremendously for the Carnelian and
+White in the nineties. Charles Young later studied at the Theological
+Seminary at Princeton and played wonderful football on the scrub in my
+time from sheer love of sport, since as he is, at this writing, physical
+director at Cornell. Amherst boasts of the wonderful Pratt brothers, who
+did much for Amherst football.
+
+Of threes there are quite a number. Prominent among them have been the
+Wilsons of both Yale and Princeton, Tom being a guard on the Princeton
+teams of 1911 and 1912, while Alex captained Yale in 1915 and saw
+another brother in orange and black waiting on the side lines across the
+field. Situations like this are always productive of thrills. Let the
+brother who has been waiting longingly throw off his blanket and rush
+across the field into his position and instantly the news flashes
+through the stands. "Brother against brother!" goes the thrilling
+whisper--and every heart gives an extra throb as it hungers in an unholy
+but perfectly human way for a clash between the two. There were three
+Harlan brothers who played at Princeton in '81, '83, '84.
+
+At Harvard Lothrope, Paul and Ted Withington; Percy, Jack and Sam
+Wendell.
+
+In Cornell a redoubtable trio were the Taussigs. Of these J. Hawley
+Taussig played end for four years ending with the '96 team. Charles
+followed in the same position in '99, '00 and '01 and Joseph K., later
+Lieutenant Commander of the torpedoboat destroyer _Wadsworth_ played
+quarter on the Naval Academy team in '97 and '98.
+
+A third trio of brothers were the Greenways of Yale. Of these, John and
+Gil Greenway played both football and baseball while Jim Greenway rowed
+on the crew. Another Princeton family, well known, has been the Moffats.
+The first of these to play football was Henry, who played on the '73
+team which was the first to beat Yale. He was followed by the
+redoubtable Alex, who kicked goals from all over the field in '82, '83,
+and '84, by Will Moffat who was a Varsity first baseman and by Ned
+Moffat who played with me at Lawrenceville. Equally well known have been
+the Hallowells of Harvard--F. W. Hallowell, '93, R. H. Hallowell, '96,
+and J. W. Hallowell, '01. Another Hallowell--Penrose--was on the track
+team, while Colonel Hallowell, the father, was always a power in Harvard
+athletics.
+
+When we come to cite the pairs of brothers who have played, the list
+seems endless. The first to come to mind are Laurie Bliss of the Yale
+teams of '90, '91 and '92 and "Pop" Bliss of the '92 team, principally,
+I think, because of Laurie's wonderful end running behind interference
+and because "Pop" Bliss, at a crucial moment in a Harvard-Yale game
+deliberately disobeyed the signal to plunge through centre on Harvard's
+2-yard line and ingeniously ran around the end for a touchdown. Tommy
+Baker and Alfred Baker were brothers.
+
+Continuing the Yale list, there have been the Hinkeys, Frank and Louis,
+who need no praise as wonderful players--Charlie and Johnny de
+Saulles--Sherman and "Ted" Coy--W. O. Hickok, the famous guard of '92,
+'93 and '94 and his brother Ross--Herbert and Malcolm McBride, both of
+whom played fullback--Tad Jones and his brother Howard--the Philbins,
+Steve and Holliday--Charlie Chadwick and his younger brother, George,
+who captained his team in 1902. Their father before them was an athlete.
+
+In Harvard there have been the Traffords, Perry and Bernie--Arthur
+Brewer and Charley the fleet of foot, who ran ninety yards in the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1895 and caught Suter from behind--the two
+Shaws,--Evarts Wrenn, '92 and his famous cousin Bob who played tennis
+quite as well as he played football.
+
+[Illustration: HOBEY BAKER WALTER CAMP, JR. SNAKE AMES, JR.]
+
+Princeton, too, has seen many pairs of brothers--"Beef" Wheeler, the
+famous guard of '92, '93 and '94 and Bert Wheeler, the splendid fullback
+of '98 and '99 whose cool-headed playing helped us win from Yale both in
+Princeton and at New Haven--the Rosengartens, Albert and his cousin
+Fritz and Albert's brother who played for Pennsylvania--the Tibbotts,
+Dave and Fred--J. R. Church, '88, and Bill Church, the roaring, stamping
+tackle of '95 and '96--Ross and Steve McClave--Harry and George
+Lathrope--Jarvis Geer and Marshall Geer who played with me on teams at
+both school and college--Billy Bannard and Horace Bannard--Fred Kafer
+and Dana Kafer, the first named being also the very best amateur catcher
+I have ever seen. Fred Kafer, by the way, furnished an interesting
+anachronism in that while he was one of the ablest mathematicians of his
+time in college he found it wellnigh impossible to remember his football
+signals! Let us not forget, too, Bal Ballin, who was a Princeton
+captain, and his brother Cyril.
+
+In other colleges, the instances of football skill developed by
+brotherly emulation have been nearly as well marked. Dartmouth, for
+instance, produced the Bankhart brothers--Cornell, the Starbucks--one
+of them, Raymond, captaining his team--the Cools, Frank and Gib--the
+latter being picked by good judges as the All-America center in
+1915--and the Warners, Bill and Glenn.
+
+The greatest three players from any one family that ever played the
+backfield would probably be the three Draper brothers--Louis, Phil and
+Fred. All went to Williams and all were stars; heavy, fast backs, who
+were good both on defense and offense, capable of doing an immense
+amount of work and never getting hurt.
+
+At Pennsylvania, there have been the Folwells, Nate and R. C. Folwell
+and the Woodruffs, George and Wiley, although George Woodruff,
+originator of the celebrated "guards back," was a Yale man long before
+he coached at Pennsylvania. It is impossible for any one who saw Jack
+Minds play to forget this great back of '94, '95, '96 and '97, whose
+brother also wore the Red and Blue a few years later.
+
+Doubtless there have been many more fathers, brothers and sons who have
+been equally famous and I ask indulgence for my sins of omission, for
+the list is long. Principally, I have recalled their names for the
+reason that I knew or now know many of these great players intimately
+and so have learned the curious longing--perhaps "passion"--for the game
+which is passed from one to the other of a football family. In a way
+this might be compared with the military spirit which allows a family
+to state proudly that "_we_ have always been Army (or Navy) people." And
+who shall say that the clash and conflict of this game, invented and
+played only by thoroughly virile men, are not productive of precisely
+those qualities of which the race may, some day, well stand in need. If
+by the passing down from father to son and from brother to brother of a
+spirit of cheerful self-denial throughout the hard fall months--of grim
+doggedness under imminent defeat and of fair play at all times, whether
+victor or vanquished--a finer, truer sense of what a man may be and do
+is forged out of the raw material, then football may feel that it has
+served a purpose even nobler than that of being simply America's
+greatest college game.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII
+
+OUR GOOD OLD TRAINERS
+
+
+There are not many football enthusiasts who analyze the factors that
+bring victory. Many of us do not appreciate the importance attached to
+the trainer, or realize the great part that he plays, until we are out
+of college. We know that the men who bore the brunt of the battle have
+received their full share of glory--the players and coaches.
+
+But there arises in the midst of our athletic world men who trained, men
+who safeguarded the players. Trainers have been associated with football
+since the early eighties, and a careful trainer's eye should ever be on
+the lookout wherever football is played. Players, coaches and trainers
+go hand in hand in football.
+
+Every one of these men that I have known has had a strong personality.
+Each one, however, differed somewhat from the others. There is a great
+affection on the part of the players for the man who cares for their
+athletic welfare. These men are often more than mere trainers. Their
+personalities have carried them farther than the dressing room. Their
+interest in the boys has continued after they left college. Their
+influence has been a lasting one, morally, as well as physically.
+
+On account of their association, the trainers keep pace with the men
+about them; not limiting their interest to athletics. They are always
+found entertaining at the athletic banquets, and their personalities
+count for much on the campus. They are all but boys grown up, with well
+known athletic records behind them. In the hospital, or in the quietness
+of a college room, or on trips, the trainer is a friend and adviser.
+
+Go and talk to the trainer of the football team if you want to get an
+unbiased opinion of the team's work or of the value of the individual
+coaches. Some of our trainers know much about the game of football--the
+technical side--and their advice is valuable.
+
+Every trainer longs to handle good material, but more power to the
+trainer who goes ahead with what he's got and makes the best out of it
+without a murmur. In our recollections we know of teams that were
+reported to be going stale--"over-trained"--"a team of cripples"--who
+slumped--could not stand the test--were easily winded--could not endure.
+
+They were nightmares to the trainer. Soon you read in the daily press
+indications that a change of trainer is about to take place in such a
+college.
+
+Then we turn to another page of our recollections where we read:
+
+"The team is fit to play the game of their lives." "Only eleven men
+were used in to-day's game." "Great tribute to the trainer." "Men could
+have played all day"--"no time taken out"--"not a man injured"--"pink of
+condition." Usually all this spells victory.
+
+Jack McMasters was the first trainer that I met. "Scottie," as every one
+affectionately called him, never asked a man to work for him any harder
+than he would work himself. In a former chapter you have read how Jack
+and I put in some hard work together.
+
+I recall a trip to Boston, where Princeton was to play Harvard. Most of
+the Princeton team had retired for the night. About ten o'clock Arthur
+Poe came down into the corridor of the Vendome Hotel and told "Scottie"
+that Bill Church and Johnny Baird were upstairs taking a cold shower.
+
+Jack was furious, and without stopping for the elevator hustled upstairs
+two steps at a time only to find both of these players sound asleep in
+bed. Needless to say that Arthur Poe kept out of sight until Jack
+retired for the night. A trainer's life is not all pleasure.
+
+Once after the train had started from Princeton this same devilish
+Arthur Poe, as Jack would call him, rushed up forward to where Jack was
+sitting in the train and said:
+
+"Jack, I don't see Bummie Booth anywhere on the train. I guess he must
+have been left behind."
+
+With much haste and worry Jack made a hurried search of the entire train
+to find Booth sitting in the last seat in the rear car with a broad grin
+on his face.
+
+Jack's training experience was a very broad one. He trained many
+victorious teams at Harvard after he left Princeton and was finally
+trainer at Annapolis. A pronounced decoration that adorns "Scottie" is a
+much admired bunch of gold footballs and baseballs, which he wears
+suspended from his watch chain--in fact, so many, that he has had to
+have his chain reinforced. If you could but sit down with Jack and
+admire this prized collection and listen to some of his prized
+achievements--humorous stories of the men he has trained and some of the
+victories which these trophies designate you would agree with me that no
+two covers could hold them.
+
+But we must leave Jack for the present at home with his family in Sandy
+Hook Cottage, Drummore by Stranraer, Scotland, in the best of health,
+happy in his recollection of a service well rendered and appreciated by
+every one who knew him.
+
+
+Jim Robinson
+
+There was something about Jim Robinson that made the men who knew him in
+his training days refer to him as "Dear Old Jim," and although he no
+longer cries out from the side lines "trot up, men," a favorite
+expression of his when he wanted to keep the men stirring about, there
+still lives within all of us who knew him a keen appreciation of his
+service and loyalty to the different colleges where he trained.
+
+He began training at Princeton in 1883 and he finished his work there.
+How fine was the tribute that was paid him on the day of his funeral!
+Dolly Dillon, captain of the 1906 team, and his loyal team mates, all of
+whom had been carefully attended by Jim Robinson on the football field
+that fall, acted as pallbearers. There was also a host of old athletes
+and friends from all over the country who came to pay their last tribute
+to this great sportsman and trainer.
+
+Mike Murphy and Jim Robinson were always contesting trainers. At
+Princeton that day with the team gathered around, Murphy related some
+interesting and touching experiences of Jim's career.
+
+Jim's family still lives at Princeton, and on one of my recent visits
+there, I called upon Mrs. Robinson. We talked of Jim, and I saw again
+the loving cups and trophies that Jim had shown me years before.
+
+Jim Robinson trained many of the heroes of the old days, Hector Cowan
+being one of them. In later years he idolized the playing of that great
+football hero, John DeWitt, who appreciated all that Jim did to make
+his team the winner. The spirit of Jim Robinson was comforting as well
+as humorous. No mention of Jim would be complete without his dialect.
+
+[Illustration: THE ELECT]
+
+He was an Englishman and abused his h's in a way that was a delight to
+the team. Ross McClave tells of fun at the training table one day when
+he asked Jim how to spell "saloon." Jim, smiling broadly and knowing he
+was to amuse these fellows as he had the men in days gone by, said:
+"Hess--Hay--Hell--two Hoes--and--a Hen."
+
+Few men got more work out of a team than did Jim Robinson. There was
+always a time for play and a time for work with Jim.
+
+
+Mike Murphy
+
+Mike Murphy was the dean of trainers.
+
+Bob Torrey, one of the most remarkable center-rushes that Pennsylvania
+ever had, is perhaps one of the greatest admirers of Mike Murphy during
+his latter years. Torrey can tell it better than I can.
+
+"Murphy's sense of system was wonderful; he was a keen observer and had
+a remarkable memory; he seemed to do very little in the way of
+bookkeeping, but his mind was carefully pigeon-holed and was a perfect
+card index.
+
+"He could have thirty men on the field at once and carry on
+conversations with visitors and graduates; issue orders to workmen and
+never lose sight of a single one of his men. He was popular wherever he
+went. His fame was not only known here, but abroad. His charm of manner
+and his cheerful courage will be remembered by all who knew him, but
+only those who knew him well realize what an influence he had on the
+boys with whom he worked, and how high were his ideals of manhood. The
+amount of good done by Mike Murphy in steering boys into the right track
+can never be estimated."
+
+Prep' School boys athletically inclined followed Murphy. Many a man went
+to college in order to get Murphy's training. He was an athletic magnet.
+
+
+"The Old Mike"
+
+The town of Natick, Mass., boasts of Mike Murphy's early days. Wonderful
+athletic traditions centered there. His early days were eventful for his
+athletic success, as he won all kinds of professional prizes for short
+distance running. Boyhood friends of Mike Murphy tell of the comradeship
+among Mike Murphy, Keene Fitzpatrick, Pooch and Piper Donovan--all
+Natick boys. They give glowing accounts of the "truck team" consisting
+of this clever quartet, each of whom were "ten-second" men in the
+sprinting game.
+
+If that great event which was run off at the Marlboro Fair and Cattle
+Show could be witnessed to-day, thousands of admirers would love to see
+in action those trainers, see them as the Natick Hose truck defeated
+the Westboro team that day, and sent the Westboro contingent home with
+shattered hopes and empty pocketbooks.
+
+"In connection with Army-Navy games," writes Crolius of Dartmouth, "I'll
+never forget Mike Murphy's wonderful ability to read men's condition by
+their 'mental attitude.' He was nearly infallible in his diagnosis."
+
+Once we questioned Mike. He said, "Go get last year's money back, you're
+going to lick them!" And true to his uncanny understanding he was right.
+Was it any wonder that men gave Murphy the credit due him?
+
+Mike Murphy had a strong influence over the players. He was their
+ever-present friend. He could talk to a man, and his personality could
+reach farther than any of the coaches. The teams that Murphy talked to
+between the halves, both at Yale and Pennsylvania, were always inspired.
+Mike Murphy always gave a man something of himself.
+
+It is interesting to read what a fellow trainer, Keene Fitzpatrick, has
+to say of Mike:
+
+"Mike first started to train at Yale. Then he went to the Detroit
+Athletic Club in Detroit; then he came back to Yale; then he went to the
+University of Pennsylvania; then back to Yale again, and finally back to
+the University of Penn', where he died.
+
+"We were always great friends and got together every summer; we used to
+go up to a little country town, Westboro, on a farm; had a little room
+in a farmhouse outside of the town of Natick, and there we used to get
+together every year (Mike and Fitz') and share our opinions, and compare
+and give each other the benefit of our discoveries of the season's work.
+
+"Murphy was one of the greatest sprinters this world ever had. They
+called him 'stucky' because he had so much grit and determination. The
+year after Mike died the Intercollegiate was held at Cambridge. All the
+trainers got together and a lot of flowers were sent out to Mike's grave
+in Hopkinton, Massachusetts."
+
+
+A CHAT WITH POOCH DONOVAN
+
+Pooch Donovan's success at Harvard goes hand in hand with that of
+Haughton.
+
+In the great success of Harvard's Varsity, year after year, the fine
+hand of the trainer has been noticeable. Harvard's teams have stood the
+test wonderfully well, and all the honors that go with victory have been
+heaped upon Pooch Donovan's head.
+
+Every man on the Harvard squad knows that Donovan can get as much work
+out of his players as it is possible for any human being to get out of
+them. Pooch Donovan served at Yale in 1888, 1889 and 1890, when Mike
+Murphy was trainer there. He and Donovan used to have long talks
+together and they were ever comparing notes on the training of varsity
+teams. Pooch Donovan owes much to Mike Murphy, and the latter was
+Pooch's loyal supporter.
+
+"What made Mike Murphy a sturdy man, was that he was such a hard
+loser--he could not stand to lose," says Donovan.
+
+"You know the thing that keeps me young is working shoulder to shoulder
+with these young fellows." This to me, in the dressing-room, where we
+have no time for anything but cold truths. "It was the same thing that
+kept Mike Murphy going ten years after the doctors said he would soon be
+all in. That was when he returned to Yale, after he had been at
+Pennsylvania. There is something about this sort of work that
+invigorates us and keeps us young. I'm no longer a young man in years,
+but it is the spirit and inspiration of youth with which this work
+identifies me that keeps me really young."
+
+When I asked Pooch about Eddie Mahan's great all-around ability, his
+face lighted up, and I saw immediately that what I had heard was
+true--that Donovan simply idolized Eddie Mahan. Mahan lives in Natick,
+Massachusetts, where Donovan also has his home. He has seen Ned Mahan
+grow to manhood. Mahan had his first football training as a player on
+the Natick High School team.
+
+"Ned Mahan," said Pooch, "was the best all-around football man I have
+ever handled. He was easy to handle, eager to do as he was told, and he
+never caused the trainer any worry. Up to the very last moment he
+played, he was eager to learn everything he could that would improve his
+game. He had lots of football ability.
+
+"You know Mahan was a great star at Andover. He kicked wonderfully there
+and was good in all departments of the game, and he improved a hundred
+per cent. after he came to Harvard."
+
+Pooch Donovan told me about the first day that Eddie Mahan came out upon
+the Harvard field. At Cambridge, little is known by the head coach about
+a freshman's ability. One day Haughton said to Pooch Donovan:
+
+"Where is that Natick friend of yours? Bring him over to the Stadium and
+let's see him kick."
+
+Donovan got Mahan and Haughton said to Mahan:
+
+"Let's see you kick."
+
+Mahan boosted the ball seventy yards, and Haughton said:
+
+"What kind of a kick is that?"
+
+Mahan thought it was a great kick.
+
+"How do you think any ends can cover that?" said Haughton.
+
+Mahan thereupon kicked a couple more, low ones, but they went about as
+far.
+
+"Who told you _you_ could kick?" quoth Haughton. "You must kick high
+enough for your ends to cover the distance."
+
+"Take it easy and don't get excited," Donovan was whispering to Mahan
+on the side. "Take your time, Ned."
+
+But Mahan continued kicking from bad to worse. Haughton was getting
+disgusted, and finally remarked:
+
+"Your ends never can cover those punts."
+
+Mahan then kicked one straight up over his head, and the first word ever
+uttered by him on the Harvard field, was his reply to Haughton:
+
+"I guess almost any end can cover _that_ punt," he said.
+
+Donovan tells me that he used to carry in his pocket a few blank
+cartridges for starting sprinters. Sitting on a bench with some friends,
+on Soldiers' Field, one day he reached into his hip pocket for some
+loose tobacco. Unconsciously he stuffed into the heel of his pipe a
+blank cartridge that had become mixed with the tobacco. The gun club was
+practicing within hearing distance of the field. As Donovan lighted his
+pipe the cartridge went off. He thought he was shot. Leaping to his feet
+he ran down the field, his friends after him.
+
+"I was surprised at my own physical condition--at my being able to stand
+so well the shock of being shot," says Donovan in telling the story. "My
+friends thought also that I was shot. But when I slowed up, still
+bewildered, and they caught up with me, they were puzzled to see my face
+covered with powder marks and a broken pipe stem sticking out of my
+mouth.
+
+"Not until then did any of us realize what had really happened. The
+cartridge had grazed my nose slightly, but outside of that I was all
+right. Since then I am very careful what I put in my tobacco."
+
+Eddie is known as "Pooch Donovan's pet." Probably the bluest time that
+Donovan ever had--in fact, he says it was the bluest--was when Eddie
+Mahan had an off-day in the Stadium. That was the day when Cornell beat
+Harvard. Mahan himself says it was the worst day he ever had in his
+life, and he blames himself.
+
+"It was just as things will come sometimes," Pooch said to me. "Nobody
+knows why they will come, but come they will once in a while."
+
+"Burr, the great Harvard captain," said Pooch, "was a natural born
+leader of men. He knew a lot of football and Haughton thought the world
+of him. Burr went along finely until the last week of the season. Then,
+in falling on the ball, he bruised his shoulder, and would not allow
+himself to go into the Yale game. It was really this display of good
+judgment on his part that enabled Harvard to win.
+
+"Too often a team has been handicapped by the playing of a crippled
+veteran. As a matter of fact, the worst kind of a substitute is often
+better than a crippled player. The fact that the great captain, Burr,
+stood on the side lines while his team was playing, urged his team mates
+on to greater efforts.
+
+"In this same game the opposite side of this question was demonstrated.
+Bobbie Burch, the Yale captain, who had been injured the week before the
+game, was put in the game. His injury handicapped the Yale team
+considerably."
+
+Pooch Donovan has been eight years at Harvard. He has five gold
+footballs, which he prizes and wears on his watch chain. During the
+eight years there have been five victories over Yale, two ties and one
+defeat. Pooch has been a football player himself and the experience has
+made him a better trainer.
+
+In 1895 he played on Temple's team of the Duquesne Athletic Club. He was
+trainer and halfback, and was very fond of the game. Later on he played
+in Cleveland against the Chicago Athletic Club, on whose team played
+Heffelfinger, Sport Donnelly, and other famous knights of the gridiron.
+
+"In the morning we did everything we could to make the stay of the
+visiting team pleasant," says Donovan, regarding those days, "but in the
+afternoon it was different, and in the midst of the game a fellow
+couldn't help wondering how men could be so nice to each other in the
+morning and so rough in the afternoon."
+
+Pooch Donovan cannot say enough in favor of Doctor E. H. Nichols, the
+doctor for the Harvard team. Pooch's judgment is endorsed by many a
+Harvard man that I have talked to.
+
+
+Keene Fitzpatrick
+
+When Biffy Lea was coaching at the University of Michigan in 1901, it
+was my opportunity and privilege to see something of Western football. I
+was at Ann Arbor assisting Lea the last week before Michigan played
+Chicago. Michigan was defeated. That night at a banquet given to the
+Michigan team, there arose a man to respond to a toast.
+
+His words were cheering to the men and roused them out of the gloom of
+despair and defeat to a strong hope for the coming year. That man was
+Keene Fitzpatrick. I had heard much about him, but now that I really had
+come to meet him I realized what a magnetic man he was.
+
+He knew men and how to get the best out of them. Fitzpatrick went from
+Michigan to Yale, from Yale back to Michigan, and then to Princeton,
+where Princeton men hope he will always stay.
+
+Michigan admirers were loath to lose Fitzpatrick and their tribute to
+him on leaving was as follows:
+
+"The University of Michigan combination was broken yesterday when Keene
+Fitzpatrick announced that he had accepted Princeton's offer, to take
+effect in the fall of 1910. He was trainer for Michigan for 15 years.
+For five years Fitz' has been sought by every large university in the
+East.
+
+"What was Michigan's loss, was Princeton's gain. He made men better,
+not alone physically, but morally. His work has been uplifting along all
+lines of university activities. In character and example he is as great
+and untiring as in his teaching and precept. The final and definite
+knowledge of his determination to leave Michigan is a severe blow to the
+students all of whom know and appreciate his work. Next to President
+Angell, no man of the University of Michigan, in the last ten years, has
+exerted a more wholesome influence upon the students than has Keene
+Fitzpatrick. His work brought him in close touch with the students and
+his influence over them for good has been wonderful. He is a man of
+ideals and clean life."
+
+"To 'Fitz,' as the boys called him, as much as to the great coach Yost
+is due Michigan's fine record in football. His place will be hard to
+fill. Fitz has aided morally in placing athletics on a high plane and in
+cultivating a fine spirit of sportsmanship. He was elected an honorary
+member of the class of 1913 at Princeton. The Secretary of the class
+wrote him a letter in which he said: 'The senior class deeply
+appreciates your successful efforts, and in behalf of the University
+takes this opportunity of expressing its indebtedness to you for the
+valuable results which you have accomplished.'"
+
+Yost had a high opinion of Fitzpatrick.
+
+"Fitz and I worked together for nine years," writes Yost. "We were like
+brothers during that association at Michigan. There is no one person
+who contributed so much to the University of Michigan as this great
+trainer. His wonderful personality, his expert assistance and that great
+optimism of his stood out as his leading qualifications. My association
+with him is one of the pleasantest recollections of my life. He put the
+men in shape, trained them and developed them. They were 'usable' all
+the time. He is a trainer who has his men in the finest mental condition
+possible. I don't think there was ever a trainer who kept men more fit,
+physically and mentally, than Keene Fitzpatrick."
+
+There were in Michigan two players, brothers, who were far apart in
+skill. Keene says one was of varsity calibre, but wanted his brother,
+too, to make the Eleven. "Once," says Keene, "when we were going on a
+trip, John, who was a better player, said, 'I will not go if Joe cannot
+go,' so in order to get John, we had to take Joe."
+
+Fitzpatrick tells of an odd experience in football. "In 1901 Michigan
+went out to Southern California and played Leland Stanford University at
+Pasadena, January 1. When the Michigan team left Ann Arbor for
+California in December, it was 12 deg. below zero and when they played on
+New Year's it was 80 deg. at 3 P. M."
+
+Stanford was supposed to have a big advantage due to the climate.
+Michigan won by a score of 49 to 0. Michigan used but eleven men in the
+game, and it was their first scrimmage since Thanksgiving Day. A funny
+thing happened en route to Pasadena.
+
+"Every time the train stopped," said Keene, "we hustled the men out to
+give them practice running through signals and passing the ball.
+Everything went well until we arrived in Ogden, Utah. We hustled the men
+out as usual for a work-out, and in less than two minutes the men were
+all in, lying down on the ground, gasping for breath. We could not
+understand what was wrong, until some one came along and reminded us
+that we were in a very high altitude and that it affected people who
+were not accustomed to it. We all felt better when we received that
+information."
+
+
+Michael J. Sweeney
+
+There are few trainers in our prep. schools who can match the record of
+Mike Sweeney. He has been an important part of the Hill School's
+athletics for years. Many of the traditions of this school are grouped,
+in fact, about his personality. Hill School boys are loud in their
+praises of Sweeney's achievements. He always had a strong hold on the
+students there. He has given many a boy words of encouragement that have
+helped him on in the school, and this same boy has come back to him in
+after life to get words of advice.
+
+Many colleges tried to sever his connection with Hill School. I know
+that at one time Princeton was very anxious to get Sweeney's services.
+He was happy at Hill School, however, and decided to stay. It was there
+at Hill School that Sweeney turned out some star athletes. Perhaps one
+of the most prominent was Tom Shevlin. Sweeney saw great possibilities
+in Shevlin. He taught him the fundamentals that made Shevlin one of the
+greatest ends that ever played at Yale. He typified Sweeney's ideal
+football player. Shevlin never lost an opportunity to express
+appreciation of what Sweeney had done for him.
+
+Tom gave all credit for his athletic ability to Mike Sweeney of Hill and
+Mike Murphy of Yale. His last desire for Yale athletics was to bring
+Sweeney to Yale and have him installed, not as a direct coach or trainer
+of any team, but more as a general athletic director, connected with the
+faculty, to advise and help in all branches of college sport.
+
+Tom Shevlin idolized Sweeney. Those who were at the banquet of the 1905
+team at Cambridge will recall the tribute that Shevlin then paid to him.
+He declared that he regarded Sweeney as "the world's greatest brain on
+all forms of athletics."
+
+Whenever Mike Sweeney puts his heart into his work he is one of the most
+completely absorbed men I know.
+
+Sweeney possesses an uncanny insight into the workings of the games and
+individuals. Oftentimes as he sits on the side lines he can foretell an
+accident coming to a player.
+
+Mike was sitting on the Yale side lines one day, and remarked to Ed
+Wylie, a former Hill School player--a Yale substitute at that time:
+
+"They ought to take Smith out of the game; he shows signs of weakening.
+You'd better go tell the trainer to do it."
+
+But before Wylie could get to the trainer, several plays had been run
+off and the man who had played too long received an injury, and was done
+for. Sweeney's predictions generally ring true.
+
+It is rather remarkable, and especially fortunate that a prep. school
+should have such an efficient athletic director. For thirteen years
+Sweeney acted in that capacity and coached all the teams. He taught
+other men to teach football.
+
+
+Jack Moakley
+
+Had any one gone to Ithaca in the hope of obtaining the services of Jack
+Moakley, the Cornell trainer, he would have found this popular trainer's
+friends rising up and showing him the way to the station, because there
+never has been a human being who could sever the relations between Jack
+Moakley and Cornell.
+
+The record he has made with his track teams alone entitles him to a high
+place, if not the highest place, on the trainer's roll of honor. To tell
+of his achievements would fill an entire chapter, but as we are
+confining ourselves to football, his work in this department of Cornell
+sports stands on a par with any football trainer.
+
+Jack Moakley takes his work very seriously and no man works any harder
+on the Cornell squad than does their trainer. Costello, a Cornell
+captain of years ago, relates the following incident:
+
+"Jack Moakley had a man on his squad who had a great habit of digging up
+unusual fads, generally in the matter of diet. At this particular time
+he had decided to live solely on grape nuts. As he was one of the best
+men on the team, Jack did not burden himself with trouble over this fad,
+although at several times Moakley told him that he might improve if he
+would eat some real food. However, when this man started a grape nut
+campaign among the younger members of the squad he aroused Jack's ire
+and upon his arrival at the field house he wiped the black board clean
+of all instructions and in letters a foot high wrote:
+
+    "They who eat beef are beefy."
+    "They who eat nuts are nutty."
+
+The resultant kidding finally made the old beefsteak popular with our
+friend.
+
+
+Johnny Mack
+
+It would not seem natural if one failed to see Johnny Mack on the side
+lines where Yale is playing. In eleven years at New Haven Yale teams
+were never criticised on account of their condition. The physical
+condition of the Yale team has always been left entirely in Johnny
+Mack's hands, and the hard contests that they went through in the season
+of 1915 were enough to worry any trainer. Johnny Mack was always
+optimistic.
+
+There is much humor in Johnny Mack. It is amusing to hear Johnny tell of
+the experience that he and Pooch Donovan had in a Paris restaurant, and
+I'm sure you can all imagine the rest. Johnny said they got along pretty
+well with their French until they ordered potatoes and the waiters
+brought in a peck of peas.
+
+It is a difficult task for a trainer to tell whether a player is fully
+conscious of all that is going on in a game. Sometimes a hard tackle or
+a blow on the head will upset a man. Johnny Mack tells a story that
+illustrates this fact:
+
+"There was a quarterback working in the game one day. I thought he was
+going wrong. I said to the coach: 'I think something has happened to our
+quarterback.' He told me to go out and look him over. I went out and
+called the captain to one side after I had permission from the Referee.
+I asked him if he thought the quarterback was going right. He replied
+that he thought he was, but called out some signals to him to see if he
+knew them. The quarter answered the captain's questions after a fashion
+and the captain was satisfied, but, just the same, he didn't look good
+to me. I asked the captain to let me give him a signal; one we never
+used, and one the captain did not even know.
+
+"Said I, 'What's this one--48-16-32-12?'
+
+"'That's me through the right end,' he said.
+
+"'Not on your life, old man,' said I, 'that's you and me to the side
+lines!'
+
+"I remember one fall," says Johnny, "when we were very shy on big
+material at Yale. The coaches told me to take a walk about the campus
+and hunt up some big fellows who might possibly come out for football.
+While going along the Commons at noon, the first fellow I met was a big,
+fine looking man, a 210 pounder at least, with big, broad shoulders. I
+stopped him and asked if he had ever played football.
+
+"'Yes,' he said, 'I played a little at school. I'll come out next week.'
+I told him not to bother about next week, but to come out that
+afternoon--that I'd meet him at the gym' at one o'clock and have some
+clothes for him. He came at one o'clock and I told one of the rubbers to
+have some clothes ready. When I came back at 1:30 and looked around I
+couldn't recognize him. 'Where in the world is my big fellow?' I said to
+Jim the rubber.
+
+"'Your big fellow? Why, he just passed you,' said Jim.
+
+"'No,' said I, 'that can't be the man; that must be some consumptive.'
+
+"'Just the same, that's your big fellow in his football suit,' said
+Jim. 'The biggest part of him is hanging up in there on a nail.'
+
+"_Some_ tailors, these fellows have nowadays."
+
+Johnny Mack further tells of an amusing incident in Foster Sanford's
+coaching.
+
+"At early practice in New Haven Sanford was working the linemen," says
+Johnny. "He picked a green, husky looking boy out of the line of
+candidates and was soon playing against him. He didn't know who Sandy
+was, and believe me, Sandy was handling him pretty rough to see what he
+was made of. The first thing you know the fellow was talking to himself
+and, when Sandy was careless, suddenly shot over a stiff one on Sandy's
+face and yelled:
+
+"'I'm going to have you know that no man's going to push _me_ around
+this field.'
+
+"Sandy was happy as could be. He patted the chap on the back and roared,
+'Good stuff; you're all right. You're the kind of a man I want. We can
+use men like you!'
+
+"But Foster Sanford was not the only old-timer who could take the young
+ones' hard knocks," says Johnny. "I've seen Heffelfinger come back to
+Yale Field after being out of college twenty years and play with the
+scrubs for fifty-five minutes without a layoff! I never saw a man with
+such endurance.
+
+"Ted Coy was a big, good-natured fellow. He was never known to take time
+out in a game in the four years he played football. In his senior year
+he didn't play until the West Point game. While West Point was putting
+it all over us, Coy was on the side lines, frantically running up and
+down. But we had strict instructions from the doctor not to play him, no
+matter what happened.
+
+"Suddenly Coy said: 'Johnny, let me in. I'm not going to have my team
+licked by this crowd.' And in he jumped.
+
+"I saw him call Philbin up alongside of him and the first thing I knew I
+saw Philbin and Coy running up the field like a couple of deer. In just
+three plays they took the ball from our own 5-yard line to a touchdown.
+After that there was a different spirit in the team. Coy was an
+inspiration to his players."
+
+"One more story," says Johnny.
+
+"There were two boys at New Haven. Their first names were Jack, and both
+were substitutes on the scrub. About the middle of the second half in
+the Harvard game, the coach told me to go and warm up Jack. One of the
+Jacks jumped up, while the other Jack sank back on the bench with
+surprise and sorrow on his face. Seeing that a mistake had been made, I
+said, 'Not you, but _you_, Jack,' and pointed to the other. As the right
+Jack jumped up, the cloudy face turned to sunshine, as only a football
+player can imagine, and the sunny smile of the first Jack turned to
+deepest gloom, an affecting sight I shall never forget."
+
+
+"Huggins of Brown"
+
+I know of no college trainer who seems to get more pleasure out of his
+work than Huggins of Brown. There are numerous incidents that are
+recorded in this book that have been the experiences of this
+good-natured trainer.
+
+A trainer's life is not always a merry one. Many things occur that tend
+to worry him, but he gets a lot of fun out of it just the same. Huggins
+says:
+
+"Some few years ago Brown had a big lineman on its team who had never
+been to New York, where we went that year to meet Carlisle. The players
+put in quite a bit of time jollying him and having all sorts of fun at
+his expense. We stopped at one of the big hotels, and the rooms were on
+the seventh and eighth floors. In the rooms were the rope fire escapes,
+common in those days, knotted every foot or so. The big lineman asked
+what it was for, and the other fellows told him, but added that this
+room was the only one so equipped and that he must look sharp that none
+of the others helped themselves to it for their protection against fire.
+
+"That night, as usual, I was making my rounds after the fellows had gone
+to bed. Coming into this player's room I saw that he was asleep, but
+that there appeared to be some strange, unusual lump in the bed. I
+immediately woke him to find out what it was. Much to my amusement, I
+discovered that he had wound about fifteen feet of the rope around his
+body and I had an awful job trying to assure him that the boys had been
+fooling him. Nothing that I could say, however, would convince him, and
+I left him to resume his slumbers with the rope still wrapped tightly
+about his body."
+
+Huggins not only believes that Brown University is a good place to
+train, but he thinks it is a good place to send his boy. He has a son
+who is a freshman at Brown as I write. Huggins went to Brown in the fall
+of 1896, as trainer. Here is another good Huggins story:
+
+"Sprackling, our All-American quarterback of a few years ago, always had
+his nerve with him and, however tight the place, generally managed to
+get out with a whole skin. But I recall one occasion when the wind was
+taken out of his sails; he was at a loss what to say or how to act. We
+were talking over prospects on the steps in front of the Brown Union one
+morning just before college opened, the fall that he was captain, when a
+young chap came up and said:
+
+"'Are you Sprackling, Captain of the Team?'
+
+"'That's me,' replied Sprack.
+
+"'Well, I'm coming out for quarterback,' the young man declared, 'and I
+expect to make it. I can run the 100 in ten-one and the 220 in evens and
+I'm a good quarterback. I'm going to beat you out of your job.'
+
+"Sprack, for once in his life, was flustered to death. When several of
+the boys who were nearby and had heard the conversation, began to laugh,
+he grew red in the face and quickly got up and walked away without a
+word. But before I could recover myself, the promising candidate had
+disappeared."
+
+Harry Tuthill, specialist in knees and ankles, was the first trainer
+West Point ever had. When he turned up at the Academy he was none too
+sure that a football was made of leather and blown up.
+
+He got his job at the Point through the bandaging of Ty Cobb's ankle. An
+Army coach saw him do it and said:
+
+"Harry, if you can do that, the way you do it, come to West Point and do
+it for us."
+
+Tuthill was none too welcome to the authorities other than the football
+men. In the eyes of the superintendent every cadet was fit to do
+anything that might be required of him.
+
+"You've got to make good with the Supe," said the coaches.
+
+So Harry went out and watched the dress parade and the ensuing double
+time review. After the battalion was dismissed, Tuthill was introduced
+to the Superintendent.
+
+"Well, Mr. Tuthill," said the Superintendent, "I'm glad to meet you, but
+I really do not see what we need of a trainer."
+
+Harry shifted his feet and gathering courage blurted out:
+
+"Run those boys around again and then ask them to whistle."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+There are many other trainers who deserve mention in this chapter, men
+who are earnestly and loyally giving up their lives to the training of
+the young men in our different colleges, but space will not permit to
+take up any more of these interesting characters. Their tribute must be
+a silent one, not only from myself but from the undergraduates and
+graduates of the colleges to which they belong and upon whose shoulders
+are heaped year after year honors which are due them.
+
+
+FIRST DOCTOR IN CHARGE OF ANY TEAM
+
+Doctor W. M. Conant, Harvard '79, says:
+
+"I believe I was the first doctor associated with the Harvard team, and
+so far as I know, the first doctor who was in charge of any team at any
+college. At Harvard this custom has been kept up. I was requested by
+Arthur Cumnock, who had been beaten the previous year by Yale, to come
+out and help him win a game. This I consented to do provided I had
+absolute control of the medical end of the team, which consisted not
+only of taking care of the men who were injured, but also of their diet.
+This has since been taken up by the trainer.
+
+"The late George Stewart and the late George Adams were the coaches in
+charge that year, and my recollections of some of the difficulties that
+arose because of new methods are very enjoyable--even at this late day.
+So far as I know this was the first season men were played in the same
+position opposite one another. In other words, there was an attempt to
+form a second eleven--which is now a well recognized condition.
+
+"I had a house built under the grandstand where every man from our team
+was stripped, rubbed dry and put into a new suit of clothes, also given
+a certain amount of hot drink as seemed necessary. This was a thing
+which had never been done before, and in my opinion had a large
+influence in deciding the game in Harvard's favor; as the men went out
+upon the field in the second half almost as fresh as when they started
+the first half.
+
+"I remember that I had not seen a victory over Yale since I was
+graduated from college in 1879. Some of the suggestions that I made
+about the time men should be played were laughed at. The standpoint I
+took was that a man should not be allowed by the coach to play until he
+was deemed fit. The physician in charge was also a matter of serious
+discussion. Many of these points are now so well established that to the
+present generation it is hardly possible to make them realize that from
+1890 to 1895 it was necessary to make a fight to establish certain
+well-known methods.
+
+"What would the present football man think of being played for one and
+one-half hours whether he was in shape or not? The present football man
+does not appreciate what some of the older college graduates went
+through in order to bring about the present reasonable methods adopted
+in handling the game."
+
+[Illustration: HOW IT HURTS TO LOSE]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII
+
+NIGHTMARES
+
+
+There are few players who never experienced defeat in football. At such
+a time sadness reigns. Men who are big in mind and body have broken down
+and cried bitterly. How often in our experience have we seen men taken
+out of the game leaving it as though their hearts would break, only to
+go to the side lines, and there through dimmed eyes view the inevitable
+defeat, realizing that they were no longer a factor in the struggle.
+Such an experience came to Frank Morse in that savage Penn-Princeton
+game of years ago at Trenton. He had given of his best; he played a
+wonderful game, but through an injury he had to be removed to the side
+lines. Let this great hero of the past tell us something about the pangs
+of defeat as he summons them to mind in his San Francisco office after
+an interval of twenty-two years.
+
+"The average American university football player takes his defeats too
+seriously--in the light of my retrospect--much too seriously," writes
+Morse. "As my memory harks back to the blubbering bunch of stalwart
+young manhood that rent the close air of the dressing-room with its
+dismal howls after each of the five defeats in which I participated, I
+am convinced that this is not what the world expects of strong men in
+the hour of adversity.
+
+"A stiff upper lip is what the world admires, and it will extend the
+hand of sympathy and help to the man who can wear it. This should be
+taught by football coaches to their men as a part of the lessons of life
+that football generally is credited with teaching.
+
+"Alex Moffat, than whom no more loyal and enthusiastic Princetonian ever
+lived, to my mind, had the right idea. During one of those periods of
+abysmal depths of despondency into which a losing team is plunged, he
+rushed into the room, waving his arms over his head in his
+characteristic manner, and in his high-pitched voice yelled:
+
+"'Here, boys, get down to work; cut out this crying and get to cussing.'
+
+"Doubtless much of this was due to the strain and the high tension to
+which the men were subjected, but much of it was mere lack of effort at
+restraint.
+
+"Johnny Poe, as stout-hearted a man as ever has, or ever will stand on a
+football field, once said to me:
+
+"'This sob stuff gives me a pain in the neck but, like sea-sickness,
+when the rest of the crowd start business, it's hard to keep out of it.
+Besides, I don't suppose there's any use getting the reputation of
+being exclusive and too stuck up to do what the rest of the gang do.'
+
+"Of the defeats in which I participated, probably none was more
+disheartening than the one suffered at the hands of the University of
+Pennsylvania in 1892 at the Manheim cricket grounds near Philadelphia. I
+shall always believe that the better Princeton team would have won with
+comparative ease had it not been for the wind. In no game in which I
+ever played was the wind so largely the deciding factor in the result.
+The flags on the poles along the stands stood out stiffly as they
+snapped in the half gale.
+
+"Pennsylvania won the toss and elected to have the wind at their backs.
+For forty-five minutes every effort made against the Red and Blue was
+more than nullified by the blustering god AEolus. When Pennsylvania
+kicked, it was the rule and not the exception for the ball to go sailing
+for from one-half to three quarters the length of the field. On the
+other hand, I can see in my mind's eye to-day, as clearly as I did
+during the game, a punt by Sheppard Homans, the Princeton fullback,
+which started over the battling lines into Pennsylvania territory,
+slowed up, hung for an instant in the air and then was swept back to a
+point approximating the line from where it started.
+
+"It was the most helpless and exasperating feeling that I ever
+experienced. The football player who can conceive of a game in which
+under no circumstances was it permissible to kick, but instead provided
+a penalty, can perhaps appreciate the circumstances.
+
+"In the second half, when we changed goals, the flags hung limply
+against their staffs, but we had spent ourselves in the unequal contest
+during the first half."
+
+Nightmares, even those of football, do not always beget sympathy. Upon
+occasion a deal of fun is poked at the victim, and this holds true even
+in the family circle.
+
+Tom Shevlin was noted as the father of a great many good stories, but it
+was proverbial that he refrained from telling one upon himself. However,
+in at least one instance he deviated from habit to the extent of
+relating an incident concerning his father and the father of Charlie
+Rafferty, captain of the Yale 1903 eleven. Tom at the time was a
+sophomore, and Shevlin, senior, who idolized his son, made it a practice
+of attending all important contests in which he participated, came on
+from Minneapolis in his private car to witness the spectacle of Tom's
+single-handed defeat of "The Princetons." As it chanced the Shevlin car
+was put upon a siding adjoining that on which the car of Gill Rafferty
+lay. Rafferty, as a matter of fact, was making his laborious way down
+the steps as Mr. Shevlin emerged from his car. Mr. Rafferty looked up,
+blinked in the November sunlight and then nodded cheerfully. "Well,
+Shevlin," he said, "I suppose by to-night we'll be known simply as the
+fathers of two great Yale favorites." Shevlin nodded and said "he
+fancied such would be the case." A few hours later, in the gloom of the
+twilight, after Yale had been defeated, the elder Shevlin was finding
+his somber way to the steps of his car and met Rafferty face to face.
+Shevlin nodded and was about to pass on without speaking, when Rafferty
+placed his hand upon his shoulder. "Well, Shevlin," he said solemnly, "I
+see we are still old man Shevlin and old man Rafferty."
+
+
+W. C. Rhodes
+
+One has only to hear Jim Rodgers tell the story of Billy Rhodes to
+realize how deeply the iron of football disaster sinks into the soul.
+
+"Rhodes was captain of the losing team in the fall of '90, when Yale's
+Eleven was beaten by Harvard's," Rodgers tells us. "Arthur Cumnock was
+the Harvard captain, and the score was 12 to 6. Two remarkable runs for
+touchdowns made by Dudley Dean and Jim Lee decided the contest.
+
+"For twenty years afterwards, back to Springfield, New Haven or
+Cambridge, wherever the Yale-Harvard games were played, came with the
+regularity of their occurrence, Billy Rhodes.
+
+"He was to be seen the night before, and the morning of the game. He
+always had his tickets for the side line and wore the badge as an
+ex-Yale captain. But the game itself Billy Rhodes never saw.
+
+"If at Springfield, he was to be found in the Massasoit House, walking
+the floor until the result of the game was known. If at New Haven, he
+was not at the Yale Field. He walked around the field and out into the
+woods. If the game was at Cambridge, he was not at Holmes Field, or
+later, at Soldiers' Field.
+
+"When the game was over he would join in the celebration of victory, or
+sink into the misery of defeat, as the case might be. But he never could
+witness a game. The sting of defeat had left its permanent wound."
+
+
+A YALE NIGHTMARE
+
+Those who saw the Army defeat Yale at West Point in 1904 must realize
+what a blow it was to the Blue. The first score came as a result of a
+blocked kick by West Point, which was recovered by Erwin, who picked up
+the ball and dashed across the line for a touchdown. The Army scored the
+second time when Torney cut loose and ran 105 yards for a touchdown.
+
+Sam Morse, captain of the Yale 1906 team, who played right halfback in
+this game, tells how the nightmare of defeat may come upon us at any
+time, even in the early season, and incidentally how it may have its
+compensations.
+
+"An instance of the psychology of football is to be found in the fall
+of 1904, when Jim Hogan was captain of the Yale team," says Morse. "I
+had the pleasure of playing back of him on the defensive in almost every
+game of that year, and I got to depend so much on those bull-like
+charges of his that I fear that if I had been obliged to play back of
+some one else my playing would have been of inferior quality.
+
+"Yale had a fine team that year, defeating both Harvard and Princeton
+with something to spare. The only eleven that scored on us was West
+Point, and they beat us. It is a strange thing that the Cadets always
+seem to give Yale a close game, as in that year even though beaten by
+both Harvard and Princeton by safe scores, and even though Yale beat
+Harvard and Princeton handily, the Army played us to a standstill.
+
+"After the game, as is so often the case when men have played themselves
+out, there was a good deal of sobbing and a good many real tears were
+shed. Every man who has played football will appreciate that there are
+times when it is a very common matter for even a big husky man to weep.
+We were all in the West Point dressing-room when Jim Hogan arose. He
+felt what we all took to be a disgrace more keenly than any of us. There
+was no shake in his voice, however, or any tears in his eyes when he
+bellowed at us to stop blubbering.
+
+"'Don't feel sorry for yourselves. I hope this thing will hurt us all
+enough so that we will profit by it. It isn't a matter to cry over--it's
+a matter to analyze closely and to take into yourself and to digest, and
+finally to prevent its happening again.'
+
+"He drove it home as only Jim Hogan could. At the close Ralph Bloomer
+jumped to his feet and cried:
+
+"'Jim, old man, we are with you, and you are right about it, and we will
+wipe this thing out in a way which will satisfy you and all the rest of
+the college.'
+
+"The whole team followed him. Right then and there that aggregation
+became a Yale football team in the proper sense, and one of the greatest
+Yale football teams that ever played. It was the game followed by Jim's
+speech that made the eleven men a unit for victory.
+
+"If Jim had been allowed to live a few more years the quality of
+leadership that he possessed would have made of him a very prominent and
+powerful man. His memory is one of the dearest things to all of us who
+were team mates or friends of his, but I hardly ever think of him
+without picturing him that particular day in the dressing-room at West
+Point, when in five minutes he made of eleven men a really great
+football team."
+
+Even Eddie Mahan is not immune to the haunting memory of defeat, and
+perhaps because of the very fact that disaster came into his
+brilliant gridiron career only once, and then in his senior year, it
+hit him hard. The manner of its telling by this great player is
+sufficient proof of that. Here is Eddie's story:
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Hunkin   Tilley   Bailey   Snyder   Jewett   Gillies   Miller   Lalley
+Shiverick   Anderson   Menler   Barrett   Cool   Shelton   Collins
+Eckley   Schock   Schlicter   Zander
+
+CORNELL'S GREAT TEAM--1915]
+
+"I enjoyed my football days at Harvard so well that I would like to go
+back each fall and play football for the rest of my life. I wish to
+goodness I could go back and play just one game over--that is the
+Cornell game of 1915. My freshman team won all its games, and during the
+three years that I played for the Harvard Varsity I never figured in a
+losing game except that one. Cornell beat Harvard 10 to 0. The score of
+that game will haunt me all my life long. This game has been a nightmare
+to me ever since. Every time I think of football that game is one of the
+first things that comes to mind. I fumbled a lot. I don't know why, but
+I couldn't seem to hold onto the ball.
+
+"We blocked four kicks, but Cornell recovered every one. We sort of felt
+that there was more than the Cornell team playing against us--a goal
+from the field and a touchdown. Shiverick, of Cornell, stands out in my
+recollection of that game. He was a good kicker. Once he had to kick out
+from behind the goal post down in his own territory. Watson and I were
+both laying for a line buck; playing up close. Shiverick kicked one over
+my head, out of bounds at his own 45-yard line.
+
+"I felt like a burglar after this game, because I felt that I had lost
+it. I was feeling pretty blue until the Monday after the game, when the
+coaches picked eleven men as the Varsity team, and just as soon as they
+sent these eleven men to a section of the field to get acquainted with
+each other--that was the beginning of team work. From the way those
+fellows went at it that day, and from the spirit they showed, we felt
+that no team could ever lick us again, neither Princeton nor Yale. The
+Cornell game acted like a tonic on the whole crowd. Instead of
+disheartening the team it instilled in us determination. We said:
+
+"'We know what it is to be licked, and we'll be damned if we'll be
+licked again.'"
+
+Jack de Saulles' football ambitions were realized when he made the Yale
+team at quarterback, the position which his brother Charlie, before him,
+had occupied. His spectacular runs, his able generalship, his ability to
+handle punts, coupled with that characteristic de Saulles' grit, made
+him a famous player.
+
+Let this game little quarterback tell his own story:
+
+"Billy Bull and I have often discussed the fact that when an attempt for
+a goal from the field failed, one of the players of the opposing side
+always touched the ball back of the goal line (thereby making it dead),
+and brought it out to the 25-yard line to kick. Of course, the ball is
+never dead until it is touched down. It was in the fall of 1902 when we
+were playing West Point. In the latter part of the second half of that
+game, with the score 6 to 6, Charlie Daly attempted a field goal, which
+was unsuccessful. What Billy Bull and I had discussed many times came
+into my mind like a flash. I picked the ball up and walked out with it
+as if it had been touched back of the goal. When I passed the 25-yard
+line, walking along casually, Bucky Vail, who was the referee, yelled to
+me to stop. I walked over to him unconcerned and said: 'Bucky, old boy!
+this ball is not dead, because I did not touch it down. And I am going
+down the field with it.' By that time the West Point men had taken their
+positions in order to receive the kick from the 25-yard line. While I
+was still walking down the field, in order to pass all the West Point
+men, before making my dash for a certain touchdown, it struck Bucky Vail
+that I was right, and he yelled out at the top of his voice. 'The ball
+is not dead. It is free.' Whereupon the West Point men started after me.
+An Army man tackled me on their 25-yard line, after I had taken the ball
+down the field for nearly a touchdown. I have often turned over in my
+bed at night since that time, cursing the action of Referee Vail. If he
+had not interfered with my play I would have walked down the field for a
+touchdown and victory for Yale. The final score remained 6 to 6.
+
+"I have often thought of the painful hours I would have suffered had I
+missed the two open field chances in the disastrous game at Cambridge in
+the fall of 1902, when Yale was beaten 23 to 0. On two different
+occasions in that game a Harvard runner with interference had passed the
+whole Yale team. I was the only Yale man between the Harvard man and a
+touchdown. The supreme satisfaction I had in nailing both of those
+runners is one of the most pleasant recollections of my football career.
+
+"When I was a little shaver, back in 1889, I lived at South Bethlehem,
+Pa. Paul Dashiell and Mathew McClung, who were then playing football at
+Lehigh University, took an interest in me. Paul Dashiell took me to the
+first football game I ever saw. Dibby McClung gave me one of the old
+practice balls of the Lehigh team. This was the first football I ever
+had in my hands. For weeks afterwards that football was my nightly
+companion in bed. These two Lehigh stars have always been my football
+heroes, and it was a happy day for me when I played quarterback on the
+Yale team and these two men acted as officials that day."
+
+[Illustration: ONE SCENE NEVER PHOTOGRAPHED IN FOOTBALL]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX
+
+MEN WHO COACHED
+
+
+The picture on the opposite page will recall to mind many a serious
+moment in the career of men who coached; when something had gone wrong;
+when some player had not come up to expectation; when a combination of
+poor judgment and ill luck was threatening to throw away the results of
+a season's work. Such scenes are never photographed, but they are
+preserved no less indelibly in the minds of all who have played this
+role.
+
+Where is the old football player, who, gazing at this picture, will not
+be carried back to those days that will never come again; hours when you
+listened perhaps guiltily to the stinging words of the coach; moments
+when spurred on by the thunder and lightning of his wrath you could
+hardly wait to get out upon the field to grapple with your opponents. At
+such times, all that was worth while seemed to surge up within you,
+fiercely demanding a chance, while if you were a coach you yearned to
+get into the game, only to realize as the team trotted out on the field
+that yours was no longer a playing part. All you could expect
+henceforth would be to walk nervously up and down the side line with
+chills and thrills alternating along your spine.
+
+There were no coaches in the old days. Football history relates that in
+the beginning fellows who wanted fun and exercise would chip in and buy
+a leather cover for a beef bladder. It was necessary to have a supply of
+these bladders on hand, for stout kicks frequently burst them.
+
+In those days the ball was tossed up in the air and all hands rushed for
+it. There was no organization then, very few rules, and the football
+players developed themselves.
+
+To-day the old-time player stands on the side lines and hears the coach
+yelling:
+
+"Play hard! Fall on the ball! Tackle low! Start quick! Charge hard and
+fast!"
+
+As far as the fundamentals go, the game seems to him much the same, but
+when he begins to recollect he sees how far it has really progressed. He
+recalls how the football coach became a reality and how a teacher of
+football appeared upon the gridiron.
+
+Better coaching systems were installed as football progressed. Rules
+were expanded, trainers crept in, intercollegiate games were scheduled
+and competition and keen rivalry developed everywhere. In fact, the
+desire to win has become so firmly established in the minds of college
+men that we now have a finished product in our great American game of
+football--wonderfully attractive, but very expensive.
+
+Competition has grown to such an extent that our coaching systems of
+to-day resemble, in a way, the plans for national preparedness--costly,
+but apparently necessary. All this means that the American football man,
+like the American captain of industry, or the American pioneer in any
+field of activity, is never content to stand still. His motto is, "Ever
+Onward."
+
+It is not always the star player that makes the greatest coach. The
+mediocre man is quite likely to have absorbed as much football teaching
+ability as the star; and when his opportunity comes to coach, he
+sometimes gets more out of the men than the man with the big reputation.
+
+Personality counts in coaching. In addition to a coach's keen sense of
+football, there must be a strong personality around which the players
+may rally. All this inspires confidence.
+
+It is a joy for a coach to work with good material--the real foundation
+of success. The rules of to-day, however, give what, under old
+standards, was the weaker team a much broader opportunity for victory
+over physically larger and stronger opponents.
+
+But there are days nevertheless when every coach gets discouraged; times
+when there is no response from the men he is coaching--when their
+slowness of mind and body seem to justify the despair of Charlie Daly
+who said to his team:
+
+"You fellows are made of crockery from the neck down and ivory from the
+neck up."
+
+Football is fickle. To-day you may be a hero. After the last game you
+may be carried off on the shoulders of enthusiastic admirers and dined
+and wined by hosts of friends; but across the field there is a grim
+faced coach who may already be scheming out a play for next year which
+will snatch you back from the "Hall of Fame" and make your friends
+describe you sadly as a "back-number."
+
+Haughton arrived at Harvard at the psychological moment. Harvard had
+passed through many distressing years playing for the football
+supremacy. He found something to build upon, because, although the game
+at Cambridge was in the doldrums, there had been keen and capable
+coaching in the past.
+
+Prominent among those who have worked hard for Harvard and whose work
+has been more than welcome, are Arthur Cumnock, that brilliant end rush,
+George Stewart, Doctor William A. Brooks, a former Harvard captain,
+Lewis, Upton, John Cranston, Deland, Hallowell, Thatcher, Forbes,
+Waters, Newell, Dibblee, Bill Reid, Mike Farley, Josh Crane, Charlie
+Daly, Pot Graves, Leo Leary, and others well versed in the game of
+football.
+
+Haughton had had some experience not only in coaching at Cambridge but
+coaching at Cornell, and the Harvard football authorities realized that
+of all the Harvard graduates Haughton would probably be the best man to
+turn the tide in Harvard football.
+
+Percy, who played tackle on a winning Crimson eleven, and Sam Felton
+will be well remembered as the fastest punters of their day.
+
+The first Harvard team coached by Haughton defeated Yale. It was in 1908
+when Haughton used a spectacular method, when he rushed Vic Kennard into
+the Crimson backfield after Ver Wiebe had brought the ball up the field
+where Haughton's craft sent Vic Kennard in to make the winning three
+points and Kennard himself will tell the story of that game. The next
+year Percy Haughton's team could not defeat the great Ted Coy, who
+kicked two goals from the field.
+
+The performance of the Harvard 1908 team was the more remarkable because
+Burr, who was the captain and the great punter at that time, had been
+injured and the team was without his services. How well I remember him
+on the side lines keenly following the play, but brilliant in his
+self-denial.
+
+There have been times when victories did not come to Harvard with the
+regularity that they have under the Haughton regime, but the scales go
+up and down year by year, game by game, and from defeats we learn much.
+
+Let us read what this premier coach says upon reflection:
+
+"Surely the game of football brings out the best there is in one. Aside
+from the mental and physical exercise, the game develops that
+inestimable quality of doing one's best under pressure. What better
+training for the game of life than the acid test of a championship game.
+Such a test comes not alone to the player but to the coach as well.
+
+"What truer and finer friends can one have than those whom we have met
+through the medium of football! And finally as the years tend to narrow
+this precious list, through death, what greater privilege than to
+associate with the fellow whose muscles are lithe and whose mind is
+clean. Such a man was Francis H. Burr, captain of the Harvard team in
+1908. Words fail me to express my sincere regard for that gallant
+leader. His spirit still lives at Cambridge; his type we miss.
+
+"I am proud of the men who worked shoulder to shoulder in bringing about
+Harvard victories. The list is a long one. I shall always cherish the
+hearty co-operation of these men who gave their best for Harvard."
+
+It was Al Sharpe, that great Cornell coach, who, in the fall of 1915
+found it possible to break through the Harvard line of victories, and
+hanging on the walls in the trophy room at Cornell University is a much
+prized souvenir of Cornell's visit to Cambridge. That was the only
+defeat on the Harvard schedule. But sometimes defeats have to come to
+insure victory, and perhaps in that defeat by Cornell lay the reason for
+the overwhelming score against Yale.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Whitney   Dadmun   Harte   L. Curtis   Dougherty   Harris
+Haughton  Taylor  McKintock  Weatherhead  R. Curtis  Cowen  Blanchard
+King   Parson   Gilman   Mahan   Watson   Wallace   Soucy
+Boles   Robinson   Coolidge   Horneen   Rollins
+
+HARVARD, 1915]
+
+Slowly, but surely, Al Sharpe has won his way into the front ranks of
+football coaches. Working steadfastly year after year he has built up
+and established a system that has set Cornell's football machinery upon
+a firm foundation.
+
+
+Glenn Warner
+
+Glenn Warner has contributed a great deal to football, both as a player
+and coach.
+
+Warner was one of the greatest linemen that ever played on the Cornell
+team. After leaving college he began his coaching career in 1895 at the
+University of Georgia. His success there was remarkable. It attracted so
+much attention that he was called back to Cornell in 1897 and 1898. In
+1899 Warner moved again and began his historic work at the Carlisle
+Indian School, turning out a team year after year that gave the big
+colleges a close battle and sometimes beat them.
+
+There never was a team that attracted so much attention as the Carlisle
+Indians. They were popular everywhere and drew large crowds, not only on
+account of their being Redmen, but on account of their adaptability to
+the game. Warner, as their coach, wrought wonders with them, and really
+all the colleges at one time or another had their scalps taken by the
+Indians. They were the champion travelers of the game. Their games were
+generally all away from home, and yet the long trips did not seem to
+hamper them in their play. They got enjoyment out of traveling.
+
+Going from Princeton to New York one Friday night some years ago, I was
+told by the conductor that the Carlisle football team was in the last
+car. I went back and talked with Warner. The Indian team were amusing
+themselves in one end of the car, and thus passing the time away by
+entering into a game they were accustomed to play on trips. One of the
+Carlisle players would stand in the center of the aisle and some fifteen
+or so men would group about him, in and about and on top of the seats.
+This central figure would bend over and close his eyes. Then some one
+from the crowd would reach over and spank the crouching Indian a
+terrific blow, hastily drawing back his hand. Then the Indian who had
+received the blow would straighten up and try, by the expression of
+guilt on the face of the one who had delivered the blow, to find his
+man. Their faces were a study, yet nearly every time the right man was
+detected.
+
+Who is there in football who will ever forget the Indian team, their red
+blankets and all that was typical of them; the yells that the crowds
+gave as the Indians appeared. They seemed always to be fit. They were
+full of spirit and anxious to clash with their opponents.
+
+[Illustration: THE GREATEST INDIAN OF THEM ALL]
+
+I recall an incident in a Princeton-Carlisle game, when the game was
+being fiercely waged. Miller, the great Indian halfback, had scored a
+touchdown, after a long run. It was not long after this that a Princeton
+player was injured. Maybe the play was being slowed up a little. Anyway,
+time was taken out. One of the Indians seemed to sense the situation.
+The Princeton players were lying on the ground while the Carlisle men
+were prancing about eager to resume the fray, when one of the Indians
+remarked:
+
+"White man play for wind. Indian play football."
+
+In 1915 Warner went to the University of Pittsburgh. Here he has already
+begun to duplicate former successes. Cruikshank, Peck, and Wagner are
+three of Pittsburgh's many stars. Probably the greatest football player
+that Warner ever developed at the Carlisle Indian School was Jim Thorpe,
+whose picture appears on the opposite page. Unhappy the end, and not
+infrequently the back, who had to face this versatile player. Thorpe was
+a raider.
+
+
+Billy Bull
+
+Billy Bull of Yale is one of the old heroes who has kept in very close
+touch with the game. He has been a valuable coach at Yale and the Elis'
+kicking game is left entirely in his hands. He is an enthusiastic
+believer in the game. Immediately after leaving New Haven in 1889 he
+started to coach and since that time he has not missed a year. Years ago
+he inaugurated a routine system of coaching for the various styles of
+kicks. "My object," he said recently, "has been to turn out consistent
+rather than wonderful kickers. As a player I was early impressed with
+the value of kicking, not only in a general way but also in a particular
+way, such as the punt in an offensive way. For more than twenty-five
+years I have talked it up. For a long time I talked it to deaf ears,
+especially at Yale. I talked it when I coached at West Point for ten
+years and was generally set down as a harmless crank on the subject, but
+I have lived to see the time when every one agrees on the great value of
+this offensive kick.
+
+"When I entered Yale I was an absolute greenhorn, but the greenhorn had
+a chance then, for he was able to play in actual scrimmage every day;
+now the squads are so big that opportunities for playing the game for
+long daily periods are entirely wanting.
+
+"To-day it is a case of a heap big talk, a coach for every position,
+more talk, lots of system, blackboard exercises and mighty little actual
+play.
+
+"I have often wondered if things were not being overdone as far as
+coaching goes in the preparatory schools at the present time. The
+superabundance of coaches and the demand for victory combine to force
+the boy.
+
+"If there is any forcing to do, the college is the place for it, when
+the boy is older and better able to stand the strain. In recent years I
+have seen not a few brokendown boys enter college. Boys are coming to
+college now who needs must be told everything, and if there is not a
+large body of coaches about to tell them, they mutiny. They seem to
+forget, or not to know, that most is up to the man himself.
+
+"When a boy comes to college with the idea that all that is necessary is
+for him to be told, constantly told how to do this and that, and he will
+deliver in the last ditch, I cannot help thinking that something is
+wrong.
+
+"I have in mind right now a player in the line, who came to college
+after four years of school football. Ever since his entry he has
+complained that no one has told him anything. Now this particular player
+spends ten months of each year loafing, and expects in his two months of
+football to do a man's job in a big game.
+
+"No amount of blackboard and other talk is going to make a player do a
+man's job and whip his opponent. No man can play a tackle job properly
+if he does not realize the kind of a proposition he is up against twelve
+months in the year and act accordingly. He has got to do his own
+thinking, and see to it himself that he has the necessary strength and
+toughness, to play the game, as one must to win."
+
+
+Sanford the Unique
+
+George Foster Sanford is unique in football. He made splendid teams when
+he coached at Columbia, while his subsequent record with the Rutgers
+Eleven attracted wide attention.
+
+In the _Columbia Alumni News_ of October, 1915, Albert W. Putnam, a
+former player, reviews seven years of Morningside football, and pays the
+following tribute to Foster Sanford:
+
+"Sanford coached the teams of 1899, 1900 and 1901. He coached them ably,
+conscientiously and thoroughly, and in my opinion was the best football
+coach in the country."
+
+"During my three years' experience as coach at Columbia," says Sanford,
+"we beat all the big teams except Harvard. I was fortunate enough to
+develop such men as Weekes, Morley, Wright, and Berrien, players whose
+records will always stand high in the Hall of Football Fame at Columbia.
+I was particularly well satisfied with the work I got out of Slocovitch,
+a former Yale player, whom the Yale coaches had never seemed to handle
+properly. I did not allow him to play over one day a week. This was
+because I had discovered that he was very heavily muscled; that if he
+played continuously he would become muscle bound. My treatment proved to
+fit the case exactly and Slocovitch became a star end for Columbia. We
+defeated Yale the first year; the next year at New Haven the contest was
+a strenuous one, and the game attracted unusual attention. It was in my
+own home town, and I had to stand for a lot of good natured kidding, but
+those who were there will remember how scared the Yale coaches got
+during the last part of the game, when Columbia made terrific advances.
+How Columbia's team fought Gordon Brown's Eleven almost to a standstill
+that day is something that the Yale coaches of that time will long
+remember."
+
+An old Yale player, Bob Loree, whose father is a Trustee of Rutgers,
+induced Sanford to lend the college his assistance. Apparently this
+connection was an unmixed blessing. "Mr. L. F. Loree, Bob's father,"
+says Sandy, "has frankly admitted that in his opinion Sanford's gift to
+the college (for he works without remuneration) has brought a spirit and
+a betterment of conditions which is worth fully as much as donations of
+thousands of dollars.
+
+"From the first day I went there," continues Sandy, "I started to build
+up football for Rutgers and to rely on Rutgers men for my assistants. It
+was there that I met the best football man I ever coached, John T.
+Toohey. This remarkable tackle weighed 220 pounds. The life he led and
+the example he set will always have a lasting influence upon Rutgers
+men. For sad to relate, Toohey was killed in the railroad yards at
+Oneonta, where he was yard master. Toohey was a great leader, possessing
+a wonderful personality, and winning the immediate respect of every one
+who knew him."
+
+Twenty-five years have passed since I saw Sanford that morning in the
+Fifth Avenue Hotel. Since then I have followed his football career with
+enthusiasm. Boyhood heroes live long in mind. He is what might be called
+a major surgeon in football, for it is a matter of record that he has
+been called back to Yale, not when the patient was merely sick, but in a
+serious condition. Usually the operation has been performed with such
+skill that the patient has rallied with disconcerting suddenness.
+
+Talking to the Yale teams between the halves, giving instructions, which
+have turned dubious prospects into flaming victories, is a service which
+Sanford has rendered Yale more than once. Victory, as it happens, is the
+principal characteristic of Sanford's work. Long is the list of players
+whom Sanford has developed.
+
+"In my coaching experience," Sandy tells us, "I doubt if I ever coached
+a man where my hard work counted for more at Yale than the case of
+Charlie Chadwick in 1897. For many years there has been a saying that a
+one man defense is as good as an eleven men defense, providing you can
+get one man who can do it.
+
+"Of course this never worked out literally, but the case of Charlie
+Chadwick is probably the best explanation of its value. Besides being
+overdeveloped, he was temperamental. At times he would show great form
+and at other times his playing was hopeless. This year I was asked to
+come to New Haven and began coaching the linemen. Chadwick looked good
+to me, in spite of much criticism that was made by the coaches. In their
+opinion they thought he was not to be relied upon, so I decided to stake
+my reputation, and began in my own way, feeling sure that I could get
+results, in preparing him for the Harvard and Princeton games.
+
+[Illustration: LEARNING THE CHARGE]
+
+"I started out purposely annoying Chadwick in every possible way, going
+with him wherever he went. I went with him to his room evenings and did
+not leave until he had become so bored that he fell asleep, or that he
+got mad and told me to get out. I planned it that Chadwick approach the
+coaches whenever he saw them together and say: 'I wish you would let me
+play on this team. If you will I will play the game of my life. I will
+play like hell.' After he had made this speech two or three times, they
+were very positive that he was more than temperamental. I kept steadily
+at my plan, however, and felt sure it would work out.
+
+"The line was finally turned over to me and I had opportunity to slip
+Chadwick in for two or three plays at left guard. He played like a
+demon; he was literally a one man defense, but he received no credit. I
+immediately removed him from the game and criticised him severely and
+told him to follow up the play and in case I needed him he would be
+handy. I realized what a great player he was proving to be, and my great
+problem then was how I was to convince the coaches that Chadwick should
+start the game. I tried it out a few times, but saw it was useless
+trying to convince them, so I decided to concentrate on Jim Rodgers, the
+Captain. Jim consented. My plan was to tell no one except Marshall, the
+man whose place Chadwick was to take. The lineup was called out in the
+dressing room before the game. Chadwick's name was not included. I had
+arranged with Julian Curtis, who was in close touch with the cheer
+leaders, that when I gave the signal, the Yale crowd would be instructed
+to stand and yell nothing but 'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick.' The Yale
+team ran out upon the field. I stayed behind with Chadwick and came in
+through the gate holding him by the arm. Before going on the side lines
+I stopped him and said: 'Look here, Chadwick. It doesn't look as though
+you're going to play, but if I put you in that lineup how will you
+play?' Like a shot from a cannon he roared: 'I'll play like hell.'
+
+"You could have heard him a mile. 'Well then, give me your sweater and
+warm up,' I said, and as I gave the signal to Julian Curtis, he passed
+the word on to the cheer leaders and the sight of Chadwick running up
+and down those side lines will never be forgotten. It is estimated that
+he leaped five yards at a stride, and with the students cheering,
+'Chadwick, Chadwick, Chadwick,' he was sent out into the lineup--and the
+rest, well, you'd better ask the men who played on the Harvard team that
+day. It was a stream of men going on and off the field and they were
+headed for right guard position on the Harvard side. Harvard could not
+beat Chadwick, so the game ended in a tie."
+
+Jim Rodgers, captain of that team, also has something to say of
+Chadwick.
+
+"In the Harvard-Yale game," Rodgers writes, "Charlie Chadwick played the
+game of his life. He used up about six men who played against him that
+day, but he never could put out Bill Edwards the day we played
+Princeton. I played against Chadwick on the Scrub, and the first charge
+he made against me I went clean back to fullback. It was just as though
+an automobile had hit me. I played against Heffelfinger and a lot of
+them. I could hold those fellows. Gee! but I was sore. I said to myself,
+you won't do that again, and the next time I was set back just as far.
+
+"One feature of this Yale-Princeton game impressed me tremendously, that
+of Bill Edwards' stand, against what I considered a superman, Charles
+Chadwick. Before the game I had confidently expected Big Bill to resign
+after about five minutes' play, knowing, as I did, how Chadwick was
+going. In this, however, Edwards was a great disappointment, as he stuck
+the game out and was stronger at the end, than at the start or half way
+through. Had he weakened at all, Ad Kelly's great offensive work would
+have been doomed to failure. Edwards finished up the game against
+Chadwick with a face that resembled a raw beefsteak. To my mind he was
+the worst punished man I have ever seen. He stood by his guns to the
+finish, and ever since then my hat has been off to him."
+
+One of the most interesting characters in Southern football is W. R.
+Tichenor, a thorough enthusiast in the game and known wherever there is
+a football in the South. His father was president of the Alabama
+Polytechnic. He was a fine player and weighed about 120 pounds. He is
+the emergency football man of the South. Whenever there is a football
+dispute Tichenor settles it. Whenever a coach is taken sick, Tichenor is
+called upon to take his place. Whenever an emergency official is needed,
+Tich comes to the rescue. He tells the following story:
+
+"Every boy who has been to Auburn in the last twenty years knows Bob
+Frazier. Many of them, however, may not recognize that name, as he has
+been called Bob 'Sponsor' for so long that few of them know his real
+name. Bob is as black as the inside of a coal mine and has rubbed and
+worked for the various teams at Auburn 'since the memory of man
+runneth not to the contrary.'
+
+[Illustration: BILLY BULL ADVISING WITH CAPTAIN TALBOT]
+
+"Just after the Christmas holidays one year in the middle nineties, Bob,
+with the view of making a touch, called at Bill Williams' room one
+night.
+
+"After asking Bill if he had had a good Christmas, 'Sponsor' remarked:
+'You know, Mr. Williams, us Auburn niggers went down and played dem
+Tuskegee niggers a game of football during Christmas.'
+
+"'Who did you have on the team, Bob?' inquired Bill.
+
+"'Oh--we had a lot of dese niggers roun' town yere. They was me, an'
+Crooksie, an' Homer, an' Bear, an' Cockeye, an' a lot of dese yer town
+niggers.'
+
+"'How did you come out?' asked Bill.
+
+"'Oh, dem Tuskegee niggers give us a good lickin'.'
+
+"'What position did you play?'
+
+"'Me?' said Bob, 'I was de cap'en. I played all roun'. I played center.
+Den I played quarterback. Den I played halfback.'
+
+"'What system of signals did you use and who called them?' was Bill's
+next inquiry.
+
+"'Ain't I tole you, Mr. Williams, I was de cap'en. I called the signals.
+Dem niggers of mine couldn't learn no signals, so we jus' played lack we
+had some. I'd give some numbers to fool the Tuskegee niggers. But dem
+numbers didn't mean nothin'. I'd say, "two, four, six, eight, ten--tek
+dat ball, Homer, an' go roun' the end." Dat's de only sort of signals
+dem niggers could learn and sometimes dey missed dem. Dat's de reason we
+got beat and dem Tuskegee niggers got all my money. Mr. Williams, I'm
+jus' as nickless as a ha'nt. Can't you lem' me two bits til' Sadday
+night, please suh? Honest to God, I'll pay you back den, shore.'"
+
+
+Listening to Yost
+
+"Hurry Up" Yost is one of the most interesting and enthusiastic football
+coaches in the country. The title of "Hurry Up" has been given him on
+account of the "pep" he puts into his men and the speed at which they
+work. Whether in a restaurant or a crowded street, hotel lobby or on a
+railroad train, Yost will proceed to demonstrate this or that play and
+carefully explain many of the things well worth while in football. He is
+always in deadly earnest. Out of the football season, during business
+hours, he is ever ready to talk the game. Yost's football experience as
+a player began at the University of West Virginia, where he played
+tackle. Lafayette beat them that year 6 to 0. Shortly after this Yost
+entered Lafayette. His early experience in football there was under the
+famous football expert and writer, Parke Davis.
+
+Yost and Rinehart wear a broad smile as they tell of the way Parke
+Davis used to entertain teams off the field. He always kept them in the
+finest of humor. Parke Davis, they say, is a born entertainer, and many
+an evening in the club house did he keep their minds off football by a
+wonderful demonstration of sleight-of-hand with the cards.
+
+"If Parke Davis had taken his coat off and stuck to coaching he would
+have been one of the greatest leaders in that line in the country
+to-day," says Yost. "He was more or a less a bug on football. You know
+that to be good in anything one must be crazy about it. Davis was
+certainly a bug on football and so am I. Everybody knows that.
+
+"I shall never forget Davis after Lafayette had beaten Cornell 6 to 0,
+in 1895, at Ithaca. That night in the course of the celebration Parke
+uncovered everything he had in the way of entertainment and gave an
+exhibition of his famous dance, so aptly named the 'dance du venture,'
+by that enthusiastic Lafayette alumnus, John Clarke.
+
+"I have been at Michigan fifteen seasons. My 1901 team is perhaps the
+most remarkable in the history of football in many ways. It scored 550
+points to opponents' nothing, and journeyed 3500 miles. We played
+Stanford on New Year's day, using no substitutes. On this great team
+were Neil Snow, and the remarkable quarterback Boss Weeks. Willie
+Heston, who was playing his first year at Michigan, was another star on
+this team. A picture of Michigan's great team appears on the opposite
+page.
+
+"Boss Weeks' two teams scored more than 1200 points. If that team had
+been in front of the Chinese Wall and got the signal to go, not a man
+would have hesitated. Every man that played under Boss Weeks idolized
+him, and when word was brought to the university that he had died, every
+Michigan man felt that its university had lost one of its greatest men.
+
+"I am perhaps more of a boy's man to-day than I ever was. There is a
+great satisfaction in feeling that you have an influence in the lives of
+the men under you. Coaching is a sacred job. There's no question about
+it.
+
+"There is a wonderful athletic spirit at Michigan, and when we have mass
+meetings in the Hill Auditorium 6000 men turn out. At such a time one
+feels the great power behind an athletic team. Some of the great
+Michigan football players within my recollection were Jimmy Baird, Jack
+McLain, Neil Snow, Boss Weeks, Tom Hammond, Willie Heston, Herrnstein,
+grand old Germany Schultz, Benbrook, Stan Wells, Dan McGugin, Dave
+Allerdice, Hugh White and others I might mention on down to John
+Maulbetsch."
+
+Reggie Brown is probably one of the most famous of the Harvard coaches.
+His work in Harvard football is to find out what the other teams are
+doing. He is on hand at Yale Field every Saturday when the Yale team
+plays. He is unique in his scouting work, in that he carries his
+findings in his head. His memory is his mental note book.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Craft   McGugin   Gregory   Yost   Graver   Baird   Fitzpatrick
+Wilson   Snow   White   Shorts   Heston
+Sweeley   Weeks   Redden   Redner   Herrnstein
+
+MICHIGAN'S FAMOUS 1901 TEAM]
+
+In talking with Harvard men I have found that the general impression is
+that the work of this coach is one of Harvard's biggest assets.
+
+Jimmy Knox of Harvard is one of Haughton's most valued scouts. Every
+fall Princeton is his haven of scouting. He does it most successfully
+and in a truly sportsmanlike way.
+
+One day en route to Princeton I met Knox on the train and sat with him
+as far as Princeton Junction. When we arrived at Princeton, a friend of
+mine called me aside and said:
+
+"Who is that loyal Princeton man who seems never to miss a game?"
+
+"He is not a Princeton man," I replied. "He is Knox the Harvard scout.
+He will be with Haughton to-morrow at Cambridge with his dope book."
+
+"From questions asked me I am quite sure that there is an utter
+misconception of the work of the scouts for the big league teams," says
+Jimmy. "I have frequently been asked how I get in to see the practice of
+our opponents, how I manage to get their signals, how I anticipate what
+they are going to do, what is the value of scouting anyway. From five
+years' experience, I can say that I have never seen our opponents
+except in public games. I have never unconsciously noted a signal even
+for a kick, much less made a deliberate attempt to learn the opponents'
+signals or code. What little I know of their ultimate plans is merely by
+applying common sense to their problem, based on the material and
+methods which they command. As to the value of scouting, volumes might
+be written, but suffice it to say that it is the principal means of
+standardizing the game. If the big teams of the country played
+throughout the season in seclusion, the final games would be a
+hodge-podge of varying systems which would curtail the interest of the
+spectator and all but block the development of the game.
+
+"The reports of the scouts give the various coaching corps a fixed
+objective so that the various teams come to their final game with what
+might be considered a uniform examination to pass. The result is a
+steady, logical development of the game from the inside and the maximum
+interest for the spectator. It is unfortunate that the public has
+misconstrued scouting to mean spying, for there is nothing underhanded
+in the scouting department of football as any big team coach will
+testify."
+
+Knox tells of an interesting experience of his Freshman year.
+
+"I never hear the question debated as to whether character is born in a
+man or developed as time goes on," says he, "without recalling my first
+meeting with Marshall Newell, probably the best loved man that ever
+graduated from Harvard. In the middle '90's it was considered beneath
+the dignity of a former Varsity player to coach any but Varsity
+candidates. Marshall Newell was an exception. Without solicitation he
+came over to the Freshman field many times and gave us youngsters the
+benefit of his advice. On his first trip he went into the lineup and
+gave us an example of how the game could be played by a master. When the
+practice was over, Ma Newell came up to me and said: 'I guess I was a
+little rough, my boy, but I just wanted to test your grit. You had
+better come over to the Varsity field to-morrow with two or three of the
+other fellows that I am going to speak to. I'll watch you and help you
+after you get there.' And he did. He was loved because he was big enough
+to disregard convention, to sympathize with the less proficient and to
+make an inferior feel as if he were on a plane of equality. The highest
+type of manhood was born with Marshall Newell and developed through
+every hour of a too short life.
+
+"Only those who played football in the old days and have carefully
+followed it since appreciate the difference in the two types of game. I
+frequently wonder if the old type of game did not develop more in a man
+than the modern. As a freshman I was playing halfback on the second
+Varsity one afternoon when a sudden blow knocked me unconscious while
+the play was at one end of the field. When I regained consciousness the
+play was at the other end of the field, not a soul was near me or
+thinking of me. I had hardly got within ear-shot of the scrimmage when I
+heard Lewis, one of the Varsity coaches, call out, 'Come on, get in
+here, they can't kill fellows like you.' I went into the scrimmage and
+played the rest of the afternoon. It was a simple incident, but I
+learned two lessons of life from it: first, you can expect mighty little
+sympathy when you are down; second, you are not out if you will only go
+back and stick to it."
+
+Dartmouth holds a unique position in college football. There are many
+men who were responsible for Dartmouth's success, men who have stood by
+year after year and worked out the football policy there.
+
+It is my experience that Dartmouth men universally call Ed Hall the
+father of Dartmouth football. He has served faithfully on the Rules
+Committee as well as an official in the game.
+
+Myron E. Witham, that great player and captain of the Dartmouth team
+which was victorious over Harvard the day that Harvard opened the
+Stadium, says: "If one goes back to Hanover and visits the trophy room
+he will see hanging there the winning football which Dartmouth men glory
+over as they recall that wonderful victory over Harvard. Ed Hall is the
+man who is often called upon to speak to the men between the halves.
+His talks have a telling effect. Hall's name is traditional at our
+college."
+
+There are many football enthusiasts who recall that wonderful backfield
+that Dartmouth had, McCornack, Eckstrom, McAndrews and Crolius. These
+men got away wonderfully fast and hit the line like one man. They played
+every game without a substitute for two years.
+
+Fred Crolius, who takes great delight in recalling the old days, has the
+following to say about one who coached:
+
+"One man, whose influence more than any other one thing, succeeded in
+laying a foundation for Dartmouth's wonderful results, but whose name is
+seldom mentioned in that connection is Doctor Wurtenberg, who was
+brought up in the early Yale football school. He had the keenest sense
+of fundamental football and the greatest intensity of spirit in
+transmitting his hard earned knowledge. Four critical years he worked
+with us filling every one with his enthusiasm and those four years
+Dartmouth football gained such headway that nothing could stop its
+growth."
+
+Enough space cannot be given to pay proper tribute to Walter McCornack,
+Dartmouth '97.
+
+Myron Witham relates a humorous incident that happened in practice when
+McCornack was coach at Dartmouth. "Mac's serious and exacting demeanor
+on the practice field occasionally relaxed to enjoy a humorous
+situation. He chose to give a personal demonstration of my position and
+duty as quarterback in a particular formation around the end. He took my
+place and giving the proper signal, the team or rather ten-elevenths of
+the team went through with the play, leaving Mac behind standing in his
+tracks. Mac naturally was at a loss to locate the quarter, during the
+execution of the play and madly yelled, 'Where in the devil is that
+quarterback?' But immediately joined with the squad in the joke upon
+himself."
+
+McCornack coached Dartmouth in the falls of 1901 and 1902. He brought
+the team up from nothing to a two years' defeat of Brown and two years'
+scoring on Harvard. The game with Harvard in the fall of 1902 resulted
+in a score of 16 to 6, Dartmouth out-rushing Harvard at least 3 to 1.
+
+McCornack then resigned, but left a wealth of material and a scientific
+game at Dartmouth, which was as good as any in the country. This was the
+beginning of Dartmouth's success in modern football, and for it
+McCornack has been named the father of modern football at Dartmouth.
+
+The greatest compliment ever paid McCornack, in so far as athletics were
+concerned, was by President William Jewett Tucker of Dartmouth, who told
+an alumnus of the institution:
+
+"The discipline that McCornack maintained on the football field at
+Dartmouth was to the advantage of the general discipline of the
+institution."
+
+For ten years after McCornack had stopped coaching at Dartmouth, the
+captain of the Dartmouth team would wear his sweater in a Harvard game
+as an emblem to go by. The sweater is now worn out, and no one knows
+where it is.
+
+If Eddie Holt's record at Princeton told of nothing else than the making
+of a great guard, this would be enough to establish Holt's ability as a
+guard coach. Eddie and Sam Craig played alongside of each other in the
+Yale defeat of '97. Holt says:
+
+"The story of the making of Sam Craig is the old story of the stone the
+builders rejected, which is now the head stone of the corner. Sam never
+forgot the '97 defeat and I never have myself. After this game Sam gave
+up football, although he was eligible to play. Two years later, after
+Princeton had been defeated by Cornell, something had to be done to
+strengthen the Princeton line. Sam Craig was at the Seminary. I
+remembered him," said Holt, "and went over to his room and told him that
+he was needed. I shall never forget how his face lit up as he felt there
+was an opportunity to serve Princeton and a chance to play on a winning
+team; a chance to come back. He responded to my hurry call, eager to
+make good. Coaching him was the finest thing I ever did in football.
+Good old Sam, I can see him now, standing on the side lines telling me
+that he guessed he was no good. You can never imagine how happy I was to
+see him improve day by day after I had taken a hold of him. The great
+game he played against Yale in '99 will always be one of my happiest
+recollections in football. My joy was supreme; the joy that comes to a
+coach as he sees his man make good--Sam sure did."
+
+It is very doubtful whether the inside story of Harvard's victory over
+Yale in 1908 has ever been told. Those who remember this game know that
+the way for victory was paved by Ver Wiebe and Vic Kennard. Harry
+Kersburg, a Harvard coach, writes of that incident:
+
+"The summer of 1907 and 1908, Kennard worked for several hours each day
+perfecting his kicking. This fact was known to only one of the coaches.
+In 1906 and 1907, Kennard played as a substitute but was most
+unfortunate in being smashed up in nearly every game in which he played.
+On account of this record, he was given little or no attention at the
+beginning of the 1908 season, even though the one coach who had great
+confidence in Kennard's ability as a kicker rooted hard for him at every
+coaches' meeting. About the middle of the season, Dave Campbell came on
+from the West and with the one lone coach became interested in Kennard.
+On the day of the Springfield Training School game, most of the Harvard
+coaches went down to New Haven, leaving the team in charge of Campbell
+and Kennard's other rooter. The psychological moment had arrived. Just
+as soon as the Harvard team had rolled up a tidy little score, Kennard
+was sent into the game and instructions were given to the quarterback
+that he was to signal for a drop kick every time the Harvard team was
+within forty yards of the opponent's goal--no matter what the angle
+might be. The game ended with Kennard having kicked four goals from the
+field out of six tries. Nearly all of them were kicked from an average
+distance of thirty yards and at very difficult angles. At the next
+coaches' meeting serious consideration was given to what Kennard had
+done and from that time on he came into his own.
+
+"Now for Rex Ver Wiebe. For two years he had plugged away at a line
+position on the second team. In his senior year he was advanced to the
+Varsity squad. With all his hard work it seemed impossible for him to
+develop into anything but a mediocre lineman. The line coaches, with
+much regret, had about given up all hope. One afternoon, two weeks
+before the Yale game, one of the line coaches was standing on the side
+lines talking with Pooch Donovan about Ver Wiebe. Pooch said little, but
+kept a close watch on Ver Wiebe for the next two or three days. At the
+end of that time he came out with the statement that if Ver Wiebe could
+be taught how to start, he would rapidly develop into one of the best
+halfbacks on the squad. Pooch's advice was followed and in the Yale
+game, Ver Wiebe's rushes outside tackle were one of the features of the
+game and were directly responsible for the ball being brought down the
+field to such a position that it was possible to substitute Kennard, who
+kicked a goal from the field and won the first victory for Harvard
+against Yale in many years.
+
+"It is a strange coincidence that the first of Harvard's string of
+victories against Yale was won by two men who a few weeks before the
+game were in the so-called football discard."
+
+No greater honor can be accorded a football man than the invitation to
+come back to his Alma Mater and take charge of the football situation.
+Such a man has been selected after he has served efficiently at other
+institutions, for it takes long experience to become a great coach and
+there are very few men who have given up all their time to consecutive
+coaching.
+
+Successful coaches, as a rule, are men who have a genius for it, and
+whose strong personalities bring out the natural ability of the men
+under them. Successful football is the result of a good system, plus
+good material.
+
+Of the men who coach to-day, the experience of John H. Rush, popularly
+known as Speedy Rush, stands out as unique. Rush never played football,
+for he preferred track athletics, but he understood the theory of the
+game. At the University School in Cleveland where Rush taught for
+many years, he took charge of the football team, and although coaching
+mere boys, his results were marvelous, and in 1915, when the Princeton
+coaching system was in a slough of despond, it was decided to give Rush
+an opportunity to show what he could do at Princeton.
+
+[Illustration:
+
+Metcalf Peterson Mumford Monroe Elmer Stover Donnell Norton Dwyer Weed
+Bullwinkle   McCabe   Franklin   Schulte   Thorpe   Moffat   Simmonds
+DeGraff   Buermeyer   Cochran   Fairfield   Todd   Thompson
+Calder   Aimee   Noble   Gallagher   Wadleton
+
+COLUMBIA BACK IN THE GAME, 1915]
+
+Rush makes no boasts. He is a silent worker, and football people at
+large were unanimous in their praise of his work at Princeton in the
+fall of 1915. Whatever the future holds in store for this coach,
+Princeton men at least are sure that an efficient policy has been
+established which will be followed out year after year, and that the
+loyal support of the Alumni is behind Rush.
+
+There was never a time in Yale's history when so much general discussion
+and care entered into the selection of its football coach as in 1915.
+From the long list of Yale football graduates the honor was bestowed
+upon Tad Jones, a man whose remarkable playing record at Yale is well
+known. Football records tell of his wonderful runs. His personality
+enables him to get close to the men, and he was wonderfully successful
+at Exeter, coaching his old school. Tad Jones represents one of the
+highest types of college athletes.
+
+In 1915 when the college authorities decided Columbia might re-enter the
+football arena, after a lapse of ten years, it was a wonderful victory
+for the loyal Columbia football supporters. A most thorough and
+exhaustive search was then made for the proper man to teach Columbia the
+new football. The man who won the Committee's unanimous vote was Thomas
+N. Metcalf, who played football at Oberlin, Ohio. Metcalf earned
+recognition in his first year. He realized that Columbia's re-entrance
+into football must be gradual, and his schedule was arranged
+accordingly. He developed Miller, a quarterback who stood on a par with
+the best quarterbacks in 1915. Columbia had great confidence in Metcalf,
+and the pick of the old men, notably Tom Thorp, one of the gamest
+players any team ever had, volunteered their aid.
+
+One of the most prominent football coaches which Pennsylvania boasts of
+to-day, is Bob Folwell. Always a brilliant player, full of spirit and
+endowed with a great power of leadership, he was a huge success as a
+coach at Lafayette. His team beat Princeton. At Washington and
+Jefferson, he beat Yale twice. His ability as a coach was watched
+carefully not only by the graduates of Penn, but by the football world
+as a whole.
+
+In 1916 this hard-working, energetic up-to-date coach assumed control of
+the football situation on Franklin Field.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX
+
+UMPIRE AND REFEREE
+
+
+There is a group of individuals connected with football to whom the
+football public pays little attention, until at a most inopportune time
+in the game, a whistle is blown, or a horn is tooted and you see a
+presumptuous individual stepping off a damaging five yard penalty
+against your favorite team. At such a time you arise in your wrath and
+demand: "Who is that guy anyway? Where did he come from? Why did he give
+that penalty?" Other muffled tributes are paid him.
+
+In calmer moments you realize that the officials are the caretakers of
+football. They see to it that the game is preserved to us year after
+year.
+
+An official is generally a man who has served his time as a player.
+Those days over, he enters the arena as Umpire, Referee or Linesman.
+
+One who has a keen desire to succeed in this line of work ought to train
+himself properly for the season's work. In anticipation of the
+afternoon's work, he must get his proper sleep; no night cafes or late
+hours should be his before a big contest.
+
+The workings of football minds towards an official are most narrow and
+critical at times. The really wise official will remain away from both
+teams until just before the game, lest some one accuse him of being too
+familiar with the other side. He can offer no opinion upon the game
+before the contest.
+
+Each college has its preferred list of officials. Much time is given to
+the selection of officials for the different games. Before a man can be
+chosen for any game it must be shown that he has had no ancestors at
+either of the colleges in whose game he will act and that he is always
+unprejudiced. At the same time the fact that a man has been approved as
+a football official by three of four big colleges is about as fine a
+football diploma as any one would wish.
+
+For the larger games an official receives one hundred dollars and
+expenses. This seems a lot of money for an afternoon's work just for
+sport's sake, but there are many officials on the discarded list to-day
+who would gladly return all the money they ever received, if they could
+but regain their former popularity and prestige in the game. Certainly
+an official is not an over-paid man.
+
+The wise official arrives at the field only a scant half hour before the
+game. Generally the head coach sends for you, and as he takes you to a
+secluded spot he describes in his most serious way an important play he
+will use in the game. He tells you that it is within the rules, but for
+some curious reason, anxiously asks your opinion. He informs you that
+the _opposing_ team has a certain play which is clearly illegal and
+wants you to watch for it constantly. He furthermore warns you solemnly
+that the other team is going to try to put one of his best players out
+of the game and beseeches you to anticipate this cowardly action, and
+you smile inwardly. Football seriousness is oftentimes amusing. Some of
+our best Umpires always have a little talk with the team before the
+game.
+
+I often remember the old days when Paul Dashiell, the famous Umpire,
+used to come into our dressing room. Standing in the center of the room,
+he would make an appeal to us in his earnest, inimitable way, not to
+play off-side. He would explain just how he interpreted holding and the
+use of arms in the game. He would urge us to be thoroughbreds and to
+play the game fair; to make it a clean game, so that it might be
+unnecessary to inflict penalties. "Football," he would say, "is a game
+for the players, not for the officials." Then he would depart, leaving
+behind him a very clear conviction with us that he meant business. If we
+broke the rules our team would unquestionably suffer.
+
+Some of my most pleasant football recollections are those gained as an
+official in the game. I count it a rare privilege to have worked in many
+games year after year where I came in close contact with the players on
+different college teams; there to catch their spirit and to see the
+working out of victories and defeats at close range.
+
+Here it is that one comes in close touch with the great power of
+leadership, that "do or die" spirit, which makes a player ready to go in
+a little harder with each play. Knocked over, he comes up with a grin
+and sets his jaw a little stiffer for next time.
+
+As an official you are often thrilled as you see a man making a great
+play; you long to pat him on the back and say, "Well done!" If you see
+an undiscovered fumbled ball you yearn to yell out--"Here it is!" But
+all this you realize cannot be done unless one momentarily forgets
+himself like John Bell.
+
+"My recollection is that I acted as an official in but one game," says
+he. "I was too intense a partisan. Nevertheless, I was pressed into
+service in a Lehigh-Penn game in the late '80's. I recall that Duncan
+Spaeth, now Professor of English at Princeton and coach of the Princeton
+crew, was playing on Pennsylvania's team. He made a long run with the
+ball; was thrown about the 20-yard line; rose, pushed on and was thrown
+again between the 5- and 10-yard line. Refusing to be downed, he
+continued to roll over a number of times, with several Lehigh players
+hanging on to him, until finally he was stopped, within about a foot of
+the goal line. Forgetting his official duties, in the excitement of
+the moment, it is alleged that the referee (myself) jumped up and down
+excitedly, calling out: 'Roll over, Spaethy, just _once_ more!' And
+Spaethy did. A touchdown resulted. But the Referee's fate after the game
+was like that of St. Stephen--he was stoned."
+
+[Illustration: CLOSE TO A THRILLER
+
+Erwin of Pennsylvania Scoring Against Cornell.]
+
+In the old days one official used to handle the entire game. A man would
+even officiate in a game where his own college was a contestant. This
+was true in the case of Walter Camp, Tracy Harris, and other heroes of
+the past. Later the number of officials was increased. Such a list
+records Wyllys Terry, Alex Moffat, Pa Corbin, Ray Tompkins, S. V.
+Coffin, Appleton and other men who protected the game in the early
+stages.
+
+Within my recollection, for many years the two most prominent, as well
+as most efficient officials, whose names were always coupled, were
+McClung, Referee, and Dashiell, Umpire. No two better officials ever
+worked together and there is as much necessity for team work in
+officiating as there is in playing. Both graduated from Lehigh, and the
+prominent position that they took in football was a source of great
+satisfaction to their university.
+
+Officials come and go. These men have had their day, but no two ever
+contributed better work. The game of Football was safe in their hands.
+
+Paul Dashiell and Walter Camp are the only two survivors of the
+original Rules Committee.
+
+
+Dashiell's Reminiscences
+
+"As an official, the first big game I umpired was in 1894 between Yale
+and Princeton, following this with nine consecutive years of umpiring
+the match," writes Dashiell. "After Harvard and Yale resumed relations,
+I umpired their games for six years running. I officiated in practically
+all the Harvard-Penn' games and Penn'-Cornell games during those years,
+as well as many of the minor games, having had practically every
+Saturday taken each fall during those twelve years, so I saw about all
+the football there was. When I look back on those years and what they
+taught me I feel that I'd not be without them for the world. They showed
+so much human nature, so many hundreds of plucky things, mingled with a
+lot of mean ones; such a show of manhood under pressure. I learned to
+know so many wonderful chaps and some of my most valued friendships were
+formed at those times. I liked the responsibility, too; although I knew
+that from one game to another I was walking on ice so thin that one bad
+mistake, however unintended, would break it.
+
+"The rules were so incomplete that common sense was needed and,
+frequently, interpretation was simply by mutual consent. Bitterness of
+feeling between the big colleges made my duties all the harder. But it
+was an untold satisfaction when I could feel that I had done well, and
+as I said, the responsibility had its fascination and, in the main, was
+a great satisfaction.
+
+"And then came the inevitable, a foul seen only by me, which called for
+an immediate penalty. This led to scathing criticism and accusations of
+unfairness by many that did not understand the incident, altogether
+leaving a sting that will go down with me to my grave in spite of my
+happy recollections of the game. I had always taken a great pride in the
+job, and in what the confidence of the big universities from one year to
+another meant. I knew a little better than anybody else how
+conscientiously I had tried to be fair and to use sense and judgment,
+and the end of it all hurt a lot.
+
+"One friendship was made in these years that has been worth more than
+words can tell. I refer to that of Matthew McClung. To be known as a
+co-official with McClung was a privilege that only those who knew him
+can appreciate. I had known him before at Lehigh in his undergraduate
+days, and had played on the same teams with him. In after years we were
+officials together in a great many of the big games where feeling ran
+high and manliness and fairness, as well as judgment, were often put to
+a pretty severe test at short notice. Never was there a squarer
+sportsman, or a fairer, more conscientious and efficient official; nor a
+truer, more gallant type of real man than he. His early death took out
+of the game a man of the kind we can ill afford to lose and no tribute
+that I could pay him would be high enough.
+
+"One night after a Yale-Harvard game at Cambridge, I was boarding the
+midnight train for New York. The porter had my bag, and as we entered
+the car, he confided in me, in an almost awestruck tone, that: 'Dad dere
+gentlemin in de smokin' compartment am John L. Sullivan.'
+
+"I crept into my berth, but next morning, in the washroom, I recognized
+John L. as the only man left. He emerged from his basin and asked:
+
+"'Were you at that football game yesterday?' and then 'Who won?'
+
+"I told him, and by way of making conversation, asked him if he was
+interested in all those outdoor games. But his voice dropped to the
+sepulchral and confidential, as he said:
+
+"'There's murder in that game!'
+
+"I answered: 'Well! How about the fighting game?'
+
+"He came back with: 'Sparring! It doesn't compare in roughness, or
+danger, with football. In sparring you know what you are doing. You know
+what your opponent is trying to do, and he's right there in front of
+you, and, there's only one! But in football! Say, there's twenty-two
+people trying to do you!'
+
+"There being only twenty-one other than the player concerned, I could
+not but infer that he meant to indicate the umpire as the
+twenty-second."
+
+
+My Personal Experiences
+
+In my experience as an official I recall the fact that I began
+officiating as a Referee, and had been engaged and notified in the
+regular way to referee the Penn'-Harvard game on Franklin Field in 1905.
+When I arrived at the field, McClung was the other official. He had
+never umpired but had always acted as a Referee. In my opinion a man
+should be either Referee or Umpire. Each position requires a different
+kind of experience and I do not believe officials can successfully
+interchange these positions. Those who have officiated can appreciate
+the predicament I was in, especially just at that time when there was so
+much talk of football reform, by means of changing the rules, changing
+the style of the game, stopping mass plays. However, I consented; for
+appreciating that McClung was sincere in his statement that he would do
+nothing but referee, I was forced to accept the Umpire's task.
+
+It was a game full of intense rivalry. The desire to win was carrying
+the men beyond the bounds of an ordinarily spirited contest, and the
+Umpire's job proved a most severe task. It was in this game that either
+four or five men were disqualified.
+
+I continued several years after this in the capacity of Umpire. One
+unfortunate experience as Umpire came as a result of a penalty inflicted
+upon Wauseka, an Indian player who had tackled too vigorously a Penn'
+player who was out of bounds. Much wrangling ensued and a policeman was
+called upon the field. It was the quickest way to keep the game from
+getting out of hand.
+
+Washington and Jefferson played the Indians at Pittsburgh some years
+ago. I acted as Umpire. The game was played in a driving rain storm and
+a muddier field I never saw. The players, as well as the officials, were
+covered with mud. In fact my sweater was saturated, the players having
+used it as a sort of towel to dry their hands. A kicked ball had been
+fumbled on the goal line and there was a battle royal on the part of the
+players to get the coveted ball. I dived into the scramble of wriggling,
+mud-covered players to detect the man who might have the ball. The
+stockings and jerseys of the players were so covered with mud that you
+could not tell them apart. As I was forcing my way down into the mass of
+players I heard a man shouting for dear life: "I'm an Indian! I'm an
+Indian! It's my ball!"
+
+When I finally got hold of the fellow with the ball I could not for the
+life of me tell whether he was an Indian or not. However, I held up the
+decision until some one got a bucket and sponge and the player's face
+was mopped off, whereupon I saw that he was an Indian all right. He had
+scored a touchdown for his team.
+
+An official in the game is subject to all sorts of criticisms and abuse.
+Sometimes they are humorous and others have a sting which is not readily
+forgotten.
+
+I admit, on account of my size, there were times in a game when I would
+get in a player's way; sometimes in the spectators' way. During a
+Yale-Harvard game, in which I was acting as an official, the play came
+close to the side line, and I had taken my position directly between the
+players and the spectators, when some kind friend from the bleachers
+yelled out:
+
+"Get off the field, how do you expect us to see the game?"
+
+I shall never forget one poor little fellow who had recovered a fumbled
+ball, while on top of him was a wriggling mass of players trying to get
+the ball. As I slowly, but surely, forced my way down through the pile
+of players I finally landed on top of him. I shall never forget how he
+grunted and yelled, "Six or seven of you fellows get off of me."
+
+It was in the same game that some man from the bleachers called out as I
+was running up the field: "Here comes the Beef Trust."
+
+There was a coach of a Southern college who tried to put over a new one
+on me, when I caught him coaching from the side lines in a game with
+Pennsylvania on Franklin Field. I first warned him, and when he
+persisted in the offense, I put him behind the ropes, on a bench,
+besides imposing the regular penalty. It was not long after this, that I
+discovered he had left the bench. I found him again on the side line,
+wearing a heavy ulster and change of hat to disguise himself, but this
+quick change artist promptly got the gate.
+
+I knew a player who had an opportunity to get back at an official, but
+there was no rule to meet the situation. A penalty had been imposed,
+because the player had used improper language. A heated argument
+followed, and I am afraid the Umpire was guilty of a like offense, when
+the player exclaimed:
+
+"Well! Well! Why don't you penalize yourself?"
+
+He surely was right. I should have been penalized.
+
+One sometimes unconsciously fails to deal out a kindness for a courtesy
+done. That was my experience in a Harvard-Yale game at Cambridge one
+year. On the morning before the game, while I was at the Hotel Touraine,
+I was making an earnest effort to get, what seemed almost impossible, a
+seat for a friend of mine. I had finally purchased one for ten dollars,
+and so made known the fact to two or three of my friends in the
+corridor. About this time a tall, athletic, chap, who had heard that I
+wanted an extra ticket, volunteered to get me one at the regular price,
+which he succeeded in doing. I had no difficulty in returning my
+speculator's ticket. I thanked the fellow cordially for getting me the
+ticket. I did not see him again until late that afternoon when the game
+was nearly over. Some rough work in one of the scrimmages compelled me
+to withdraw one of the Harvard players from the game. As I walked with
+him to the side lines, I glanced at his face, only to recognize my
+friend--the ticket producer. The umpire's task then became harder than
+ever, as I gave him a seat on the side line. That player was Vic
+Kennard.
+
+Evarts Wrenn, one of our foremost officials a few years ago, has had
+some interesting experiences of his own.
+
+"While umpiring a game between Michigan and Ohio State, at Columbus," he
+says, "Heston, Michigan's fullback, carrying the ball, broke through the
+line, was tackled and thrown; recovered his feet, started again, was
+tackled and thrown again, threw off his tacklers only to be thrown
+again. Again he broke away. All this time I was backing up in front of
+the play. As Heston broke away from the last tacklers, I backed suddenly
+into the outstretched arms of the Ohio State fullback, who, it appears,
+had been backing up step by step with me. Heston ran thirty yards for a
+touchdown. You can imagine how unpopular I was with the home team, and
+how ridiculous my plight appeared.
+
+"Another instance occurred in a Chicago-Cornell game at Marshall
+Field," Wrenn goes on to say. "You know it always seems good to an
+official to get through a game without having to make any disagreeable
+decisions. I was congratulating myself on having got through this game
+so fortunately. As I was hurrying off the field, I was stopped by the
+little Cornell trainer, who had been very much in evidence on the side
+lines during the game. He called to me.
+
+"'Mr. Wrenn' (and I straightened, chucking out my chest and getting my
+hand ready for congratulations). 'That was the ---- ---- piece of
+umpiring I ever saw in my life.' I cannot describe my feelings. I was
+standing there with my mouth open when he had got yards away."
+
+Dan Hurley, who was captain of the 1904 Harvard team, writes me, as
+follows:
+
+"Football rules are changed from year to year. The causes of these
+changes are usually new points which have arisen the year previous
+during football games. A good many rules are interpreted according to
+the judgment of each individual official. I remember two points that
+arose in the Harvard-Penn' game in 1904, at Soldiers' Field. In this
+year there was great rivalry between the players representing Harvard
+and Pennsylvania. The contest was sharp and bitterly fought all the way
+through. Both teams had complained frequently to Edwards, the Umpire.
+Finally he caught two men red-handed, so to speak. There was no
+argument. Both men admitted it. It so happened that both men were very
+valuable to their respective teams. The loss of either man would be
+greatly felt. Both captains cornered Edwards and both agreed that he was
+perfectly right in his contention that both men should have to leave the
+field, but--and it was this that caused the new rule to be enforced the
+next year. Both captains suggested that they were perfectly willing for
+both men to remain in the game despite the penalty, and with eager faces
+both captains watched Edwards' face as he pondered whether he should or
+should not permit them to remain in the game. He did, however, allow
+both to play. Of course, this ruling was establishing a dangerous
+precedent; therefore, the next year the Rules Committee incorporated a
+new rule to the effect that two captains of opposing teams could not by
+mutual agreement permit a player who ought to be removed for committing
+a foul to remain in the game."
+
+Bill Crowell of Swarthmore, later a coach at Lafayette, is another
+official who has had curious experiences.
+
+"In a Lehigh-Indian game a few years ago at South Bethlehem, in which I
+was acting as referee," he says, "in the early part of the game Lehigh
+held Carlisle for four downs inside of the three-yard line, and when on
+the last try, Powell, the Indian back, failed to take it over, contrary
+to the opinion of Warner, their coach. I called out, 'Lehigh's ball,'
+and moved behind the Lehigh team which was forming to take the ball out
+of danger. Just before the ball was snapped, and everything was quiet in
+the stands, Warner called across the field:
+
+"'Hey! Crowell! you're the best defensive man Lehigh's got.'"
+
+Phil Draper, famous in Williams football, and without doubt one of the
+greatest halfbacks that ever played, also served his time as an
+official. He says:
+
+"From my experience as an official, I believe that most of their
+troubles come from the coaches. If things are not going as well with
+their team as they ought to go, they have a tendency to blame it on the
+officials in order to protect themselves."
+
+"There was, in my playing days, as now, the usual controversy in
+reference to the officials of the game," says Wyllys Terry, "and the
+same controversies arose in those days in regard to the decisions which
+were given. My sympathies have always been with the officials in the
+game in all decisions that they have rendered. It is impossible for them
+to see everything, but when they come to make a decision they are the
+only ones that are on the spot and simply have to decide on what they
+see at the moment.
+
+"It is a difficult position. Thousands say you are right, thousands say
+you are wrong--but my belief has always been that nine times out of ten
+the official's decision is correct. It was my misfortune to officiate
+in but one large game; that between Harvard and Princeton in the fall of
+'87. This was the year that there was a great outcry regarding the
+rules, particularly in reference to tackling. It was decided that a
+tackle below the waist was a foul and the penalty was disqualification.
+I was appointed Umpire in the Harvard-Princeton game of that year.
+Before the game I called the teams together and told them what the
+representatives of the three colleges had agreed upon. They had
+authorized me to carry the rules out in strict accordance with their
+instructions and I proposed to do so. In the early part of the game
+there was a scrimmage on one side of the field and after the mass had
+been cleared away, I heard somebody call for me. On looking around I
+found that the call came from Holden, Captain of the Harvard team. He
+called my attention to the fact that he was still being tackled and that
+the man had both his arms around his knee, with his head resting on it.
+He demanded, under the agreed interpretation of the rules, that the
+tackle be decided a foul, and that the man be disqualified and sent from
+the field. The question of intent was not allowed me, for I had to
+decide on the facts as they presented themselves. The result was that
+Cowan, one of the most powerful, and one of the best linemen that ever
+stood on a football field, was disqualified. The Captain of the
+Princeton team remarked at the time, 'I would rather have any three men
+disqualified than Cowan.' As the game up to that time had been very
+close, and the Princeton sympathizers were sure of victory, I believe I
+was the most cordially hated ex-football player that ever existed.
+Shortly after this the Harvard men had the Princeton team near their
+goal line and in possession of the ball. Two linemen used their hands,
+which on the offense is illegal, and made a hole through which the
+Harvard halfback passed and crossed the line for a touchdown amid
+tremendous cheers from the Harvard contingent. This touchdown was not
+allowed by the Umpire. Again I was the most hated football man that
+lived, so far as Harvard was concerned. The result was I had no friends
+on either side of the field.
+
+"After the game, in talking it over with Walter Camp, he assured me that
+the decisions had been correct, but that he was very glad he had not had
+to make them. In spite of these decisions, I was asked to umpire in a
+number of big games the next year: but that one experience had been
+enough for me. I never appeared again in that or any other official
+capacity. I have been trying for the last thirty-two years to get back
+the friends which, before that game, I had in both Princeton and Harvard
+circles, with only a fair amount of success."
+
+I have always considered it a great privilege to have been associated
+as an official in the game with Pa Corbin. I know of no man that ever
+worked as earnestly and intelligently to carry out his official duties,
+and year after year he has kept up his interest in the game, not only as
+a coach, but as a thoroughly competent official.
+
+As a favorite with all colleges his services were eagerly sought. He
+recollects the following:--
+
+"The experience that made as much of an impression upon me as any, was
+the game with Penn-Lafayette which came just after the experience of the
+year before which developed so much rough play. The man agreed upon for
+Umpire, did not appear, and after waiting a while the two captains came
+to me and asked if I would umpire in addition to acting as referee. I
+accused them of conspiracy to put me entirely out of business, but they
+insisted and I reluctantly acquiesced. I told both teams that I would be
+so busy that I would have no time for arguments or even investigation
+and any move that seemed to me like roughness would be penalized to the
+full extent of the rules regardless of whom he was or of how many. The
+result was that it was one of the most decent games and in fact almost
+gentlemanly that I have ever experienced."
+
+Joe Pendleton has been an official for twenty years. He is an alert,
+conscientious officer in the game. I have worked many times with Joe
+and he is a very interesting partner in the official end of the game.
+
+In the fall of 1915 Joe had a very severe illness and his absence from
+the football field was deeply regretted.
+
+Joe always wore his old Bowdoin sweater and when out upon the field, the
+big B on the chest of Joe's white sweater almost covered him up.
+
+"A few years ago I had occasion to remove a player from a game for a
+foul play," says Joe, "and in a second the quarterback was telling me of
+my mistake. 'Why, you can't put that man out,' he said, and when I
+questioned him as to where he got such a mistaken idea, his reply was:
+
+"'Why, he is our captain!'
+
+"In another game after the umpire had disqualified a player for kicking
+an opponent, the offending player appealed to me, basing his claim on
+the ground that he had not kicked the man until after the whistle had
+been blown and the play was over. Another man on the same team claimed
+exemption from a penalty on the ground that he had slugged his opponent
+while out of bounds. He actually believed that we could not penalize for
+fouls off the playing field.
+
+"The funniest appeal I ever had made to me was made by a player years
+ago who asked that time be taken out in order that he might change a
+perfectly good jersey for one of a different color. It seems he had lost
+his jersey and had borrowed one from a player on the home team. When I
+asked him why he wanted to change his jersey he replied:
+
+"'Because my own team are kicking the stuffing out of me and I must get
+a different colored jersey. At times my team mates take me for an
+opponent.'
+
+"In a game where it was necessary to caution the players against talking
+too much to their opponents one particularly curious incident occurred.
+
+"One team, in order to give one of the larger college elevens a stiff
+practice game, had put in the field two or three ringers. The big
+college team men were rather suspicious that their opponents were not
+entirely made up of bona fide students. A big tackle on the larger team
+made the following remark to a supposed ringer:
+
+"'I'll bet you five to one you cannot name the president of your
+college.' The answer came back, 'Well, old boy, perhaps I can't, but
+perhaps I can show you how to play tackle and that's all I'm here for.'"
+
+The Princeton-Yale game of 1915 was one of the most bitterly contested
+in the history of football. Princeton was a strong favorite, but Yale
+forced the fighting and had their opponents on the defensive almost from
+the beginning. Princeton's chances were materially hurt by a number of
+severe penalties which cost her considerably in excess of one hundred
+yards. Each of the officials had a hand in the infliction of the
+penalties, but the Referee, who happened to be Nate Tufts of Brown, had,
+of course, to enforce them all by marking off the distance given to Yale
+and putting the ball in the proper place.
+
+In the evening after the game, a number of football officials and others
+were dining in New York; in the party was a Princeton graduate, who was
+introduced to Mr. Tufts, the Referee of the game of the afternoon. At
+the introduction the Princeton man remarked that when he was a boy he
+had read of Jesse James, the McCoy brothers, and other noted bandits and
+train robbers, but that he took off his hat to Mr. Tufts as the king of
+them all.
+
+Okeson, a star player of Lehigh and prominent official, recalls this
+game:
+
+"In 1908 I umpired in a memorable game which took place at New Haven
+between Yale and Princeton, which resulted in a victory for Yale, 12-10.
+This was before any rule was inserted calling for the Referee to notify
+the teams to appear on the field at the beginning of the second half. At
+that time a ten-minute intermission was allowed between the halves. The
+first half closed with the score 10-0 in favor of Princeton. At the end
+of about seven minutes Mike Thompson, who was Referee, following the
+custom that had grown up, although no rule required it, left the field
+to notify the teams to return. When he came back I asked him if he had
+found them, for on the old Yale Field it was something of a job to
+locate the teams once they had passed through the gates. Mike said that
+they were in the Field House on the other side of the baseball field and
+that he had called in to them. The Princeton players appeared in a
+minute or two, but no sign of Yale. Finally, getting suspicious, Mike
+asked Bill Roper, who was head coach at Princeton that year, if the Yale
+team had been in the Field House. The answer was 'No,' and we suddenly
+woke up to the fact that although time for the intermission had ended
+three or four minutes before, the Yale team was not notified, and
+furthermore, no one knew where they were except that they were somewhere
+under the stands. There were many gates and to leave by one to search
+meant running a chance that the Yale team might appear almost
+immediately through another and then the game be further delayed by the
+absence of the Referee. This being the case, Mike had no choice but to
+do as he did, namely, send messengers through all gates. One of these
+messengers met the Yale team coming along under the stands. The coaches
+had decided that time must be up, although none of them had kept a
+record of it, and had started back finally without any notice. Eight
+minutes over the legal ten had been taken before they appeared on the
+field and Bill Roper was raging. As Yale won in the second half it was
+only natural that we officials were greatly censored by Princeton, and
+Yale did not escape criticism. Yet the whole thing came from the fact
+that a custom had grown up of depending on the Referee to find and bring
+the teams back to the field instead of each team either staying on the
+field, or failing that, taking the responsibility on themselves of
+getting back in time. Yale simply followed the usual custom and 'Mike'
+was misled due to being told that both teams had gone to the Field House
+by one of those ready volunteers who furnish information whether they
+know anything about the subject in hand or not."
+
+[Illustration: CRASH OF CONFLICT
+
+When Charge Meets Charge.]
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXI
+
+CRASH OF CONFLICT
+
+
+The start of a football game is most exciting; not alone for the
+players, but for the spectators as well. Every one is keyed up in
+anticipation of the contest. The referee's whistle blows; the ball is
+kicked off--the game has begun.
+
+Opponents now meet face to face on the field of battle. What happens on
+the gridiron is plainly seen by the spectators, but it is not possible
+for them to hear the conversations which take place. There is much good
+natured joshing between the players, which brings out the humorous as
+well as the serious side of the contest. In a game, and during the hard
+days of practice, many remarks are made which, if overheard, would give
+the spectators an insight into the personal, human side of the sport.
+
+It behooves every team to make the most of the first five minutes of
+play. Every coach in the country will tell his team to get the charge on
+their opponents from the start. A good start usually means a good
+ending.
+
+From the side lines we see the men put their shoulders to their work,
+charging and pushing their opponents aside to make a hole in the line,
+through which the man with the ball may gain his distance; or we may see
+a man on the defensive, full of grim determination to meet the oncoming
+charges of his opponent. As we glance at the accompanying picture of a
+Yale-West Point game, we will observe the earnest effort that is being
+made in the great game of football--the crash of conflict.
+
+One particularly amusing story is told about a former Lehigh player in a
+Princeton game several years ago.
+
+"After the match had been in progress twenty minutes or more," says a
+Princeton man who played, "we began to show a large number of bruises on
+our faces. This was especially the case with House Janeway, whose
+opponent, at tackle, was a big husky Lehigh player. Janeway finally
+became suspicious of the big husky, whose arms often struck him during
+the scrimmage.
+
+"'What have you got on your arm?' shouted Janeway at his adversary.
+
+"'Never you mind. I'm playing my game,' was the big tackle's retort.
+
+"Janeway insisted that the game be stopped temporarily for an
+inspection. The Lehigh tackle demurred. Hector Cowan, whose face had
+suffered, backed up Janeway's demand.
+
+"'Have you anything on your arm?' demanded the referee of the Lehigh
+player.
+
+"'My sleeve,' was the curt reply.
+
+"'Well, turn up your sleeve then.'
+
+"The big tackle was forced to comply with the official's request, and
+disclosed a silver bracelet.
+
+"'Either take that off or go out of the game,' was the referee's orders.
+
+"'But I promised a girl friend that I would wear it through the match,'
+protested Lehigh's tackle. 'I can't take it off. Don't you
+understand--it was _wished_ on!'
+
+"'Well! I "wish" it off,' the referee replied. 'This is no society
+affair.'
+
+"The big tackle objected to this, declaring he would sooner quit the
+game than be disloyal to the girl.
+
+"'Then you will quit,' was the command of the umpire, and the big tackle
+left the field, a substitute taking his place."
+
+Lueder, a Cornell tackle, one of the best in his day, mentions a
+personal affair that occurred in the Penn game in 1900, between Blondy
+Wallace and himself.
+
+Blondy's friends when they read this will think he had an off day in his
+general football courtesy. Lueder states:
+
+"When I was trying to take advantage of my opponent, I was outwitted and
+was told to play on the square. I took Wallace's advice and never played
+a nicer game of football in my life. Just this little reprimand, from an
+older player, taught me a lot of football."
+
+In the Yale-Brown game, back in 1898, Richardson, that wonderful Brown
+quarterback, received the ball on a double pass from Dave Fultz and ran
+65-yards before he was downed by Charlie de Saulles, the Yale
+quarterback, on Yale's 5-yard line. When Richardson got up, he turned to
+de Saulles and said:
+
+"You fool, why did you tackle me? I lost a chance to be a hero."
+
+Yale, by the way, won that game by a score of 18 to 14.
+
+Yost relates a humorous experience he had at Michigan in 1901, which was
+his most successful season at that University.
+
+"Buffalo University came to Michigan with a much-heralded team. They
+were coached by a Dartmouth man and had not been scored upon. Buffalo
+papers referred to Michigan as the Woolly Westerners, and the Buffalo
+enthusiasts placed bets that Michigan would not score. The time
+regulation of the game, two halves, was thirty-five minutes, without
+intermission. At the end of the first half the score was 65 to 0. During
+this time many substitutions had been made, some nineteen or twenty men,
+so that every player Buffalo brought with them had at one time or
+another participated in the game.
+
+"The Buffalo coach came to me and said:
+
+"'Yost, we will have to cut this next half short.'
+
+"'Why?' I asked. Of course, I did not realize that every available man
+he had with him was used up, but I felt rather liberal at that stage of
+the game and said:
+
+"'Let them rest fifteen or twenty minutes for the intermission, and then
+use them over again; use them as often as you like. I don't care.'
+
+"About fifteen minutes after the second half had started, I discovered
+on Michigan's side of the field, covered up in a blanket, a big fellow
+named Simpson, one of the Buffalo players. I was naturally curious, and
+said:
+
+"'Simpson, what are you doing over here? You are on the wrong side.'
+
+"'Don't say anything,' came the quick response, 'I know where I am at.
+The coach has put me in three times already and I'm not going in there
+again. Enough is enough for any one. _I've had mine._'
+
+"The score was then 120 to 0, in favor of Michigan, and the Buffalo team
+quit fifteen minutes before the game should have ended.
+
+"It may be interesting to note that from this experience of Buffalo with
+Michigan the expression, 'I've got you Buffaloed,' is said to have
+originated, and to-day Michigan players use it as a fighting word."
+
+Yost smiled triumphantly as he related the following:
+
+"The day we played the Michigan Agricultural College we, of course, were
+at our best. The M. A. C. was taken on as a preliminary game, which was
+to be two twenty-minute halves.
+
+"At the beginning of the second half the score was 118 to 0, in favor of
+Michigan.
+
+"At this time, a big husky tackle, after a very severe scrimmage had
+taken place, stood up, took off his head gear, threw it across the field
+and started for the side line, passing near where I was standing, when I
+yelled at him:
+
+"'The game is not over yet. Go back.'
+
+"'Oh,' he said, 'we came down here to get some experience. I've had all
+I want. Let the other fellows stay, if they want to; me for the dressing
+room.'
+
+"And when this fellow quit, all the other M. A. C. players stopped, and
+the game ended right there. There were but four minutes left to play."
+
+Somebody circulated a rumor that Yost had made the statement that
+Michigan would beat Iowa one year 80 to 0. Of course, this rumor came
+out in the papers on the day of the game, but Yost says:
+
+"I never really said any such thing. However, we did beat them 107 to 0,
+whereupon some fellow from Iowa sent me a telegram, after the game,
+which read: 'Ain't it awful. Box their remains and send them home.'"
+
+In Tom Shevlin's year at Yale, 1902, Mike Sweeney, his old trainer and
+coach at Hill School, was in New Haven watching practice for about four
+days before the first game. Practice that day was a sort of survival of
+the fittest, for they were weeding out the backs, who were doing the
+catching. About five backs were knocked out. A couple had been carried
+off, with twisted knees, and still the coaches were trying for more
+speed and diving tackles.
+
+Tom had just obliterated a 150-pound halfback, who had lost the ball,
+the use of his legs and his Varsity aspirations altogether. Stopped by
+Sweeney, on his way back up the field, Tom remarked:
+
+"Mike, this isn't football. It's war."
+
+A Brown man tells the following interesting story:
+
+"In a game that we were playing with some small college back in 1906 out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had been continually hammering one tackle for
+big gains. The ball was in the middle of the field and time had been
+taken out for some reason or other. Huggins and Robby were standing on
+the side lines, and just as play was about to be resumed, Robby noticed
+that the end on the opposing team was playing out about fifteen feet
+from his tackle, and was standing near us, when Robby said to him:
+
+"'What's the idea? Why don't you get in there where you belong?'
+
+"The end's reply was:
+
+"'I'm wise. Do you think I'm a fool? I don't want to be killed.'"
+
+During a scrub game, the year that Brown had the team that trimmed Yale
+21 to 0, Huggins says:
+
+"Goldberg, a big guard who, at that time, was playing on the second
+eleven, kept holding Brent Smith's foot. Brent was a tackle; one of the
+best, by the way, that we ever had here at Brown. Smith complained to
+the coaches, who told him not to bother, but to get back into the game
+and play football. This he did, but before he settled down to business,
+he said to Goldberg:
+
+"'If you hold my foot again, I'll kick you in the face.'
+
+"About two plays had been run off, when Smith once more shouted:
+
+"'He's holding me.' Robby went in back of him and said:
+
+"'Why didn't you kick him?'
+
+"'Kick him!' replied Brent. 'He held _both_ my feet!'"
+
+Hardwick recalls another incident that has its share of humor, which
+occurred in the Yale bowl on the day of its christening.
+
+"Yale was far behind--some thirty points--playing rather raggedly. They
+had possession of the ball on Harvard's 1-yard line and were attempting
+a strong rushing attack in anticipation of a touchdown. They were
+meeting with little or no success in penetrating Pennock and Trumbull,
+backed by Bradlee. And on the third down they were one yard farther away
+from the goal than at the start. They attempted another plunge on
+tackle, and were using that uncertain form of offense, the direct pass.
+The center was a trifle mixed and passed to the wrong man, with the
+result that Yale recovered the ball on Harvard's 25-yard line. Wilson,
+then a quarter for Yale, turned to his center and asked him sharply:
+
+"'Why don't you keep track of the signals?'
+
+"In a flash, the center rush turned and replied:
+
+"'How do you expect me to keep track of signals, when I can hardly keep
+track of the touchdowns.'"
+
+Brown University was playing the Carlisle Indians some ten years ago at
+the Polo Grounds at New York City. Bemus Pierce, the Indian captain,
+called time just as a play was about to be run off, and the Brown team
+continued in line, while Hawley Pierce, his brother, a tackle on the
+Indian team, complained, in an audible voice, that some one on the Brown
+team had been slugging him. Bemus walked over to the Brown line with his
+brother, saying to him:
+
+"Pick out the man who did it."
+
+Hawley Pierce looked the Brunonians over, but could not decide which
+player had been guilty of the rough work. By this time, the two minutes
+were up, and the officials ordered play resumed. Bemus shouted to
+Hawley:
+
+"Now keep your eyes open and find out who it was. Show him to me, and
+after the game I'll take care of him properly."
+
+It is interesting to note that Bemus only weighed 230 pounds and his
+little brother tipped the scale at 210 pounds.
+
+In 1900 Brown played the University of Chicago, at Chicago. During the
+second half, Bates, the Brown captain, was injured and was taken from
+the game, and Sheehan, a big tackle, was made temporary captain. At that
+time the score was 6 to 6. Sheehan called the team together and
+addressed them in this manner:
+
+"Look here, boys, we've got thirteen minutes to play. Get in and play
+like hell. Every one of you make a touchdown. We can beat 'em with
+ease."
+
+For many years the last statement was one of Brown's battle-cries.
+Brown, by the way, won that game by a score of 12 to 6.
+
+A former Brown man says that in a Harvard game some few years ago, Brown
+had been steadily plowing through the Crimson's left guard. Goldberg, of
+the Brown team, had been opening up big holes and Jake High, Brown's
+fullback, had been going through for eight and ten yards at a time.
+Goldberg, who was a big, stout fellow, not only was taking care of the
+Harvard guard, but was going through and making an endeavor to clean up
+the secondary defense. High, occasionally, when he had the ball, instead
+of looking where he was going, would run blindly into Goldberg and the
+play would stop dead. Finally, after one of these experiences, Jake
+cried out:
+
+[Illustration: AINSWORTH, YALE'S TERROR IN AN UPHILL GAME]
+
+"Goldberg, if you would only keep out of my way, I would make the
+All-American."
+
+In the same game, High, on a line plunge, got through, dodged the
+secondary defense and was finally brought down by Harvard's backfield
+man, O'Flaherty. Jake always ran with his mouth wide open, and
+O'Flaherty, who made a high tackle, was unfortunate enough to stick his
+finger in High's mouth. He let out a yell as Jake came down on it:
+
+"What are you biting my finger for?" High as quickly responded:
+
+"What are you sticking it in my mouth for?"
+
+Huggins of Brown says: "The year that we beat Pennsylvania so badly out
+on Andrews Field, Brown had the ball on Penn's 2-yard line. Time was
+called for some reason, and we noticed that the backfield men were
+clustered about Crowther, our quarterback. We afterwards learned that
+all four of the backfield wanted to carry the ball over. Crowther
+reached down and plucked three blades of grass and the halfbacks and the
+fullback each drew one with the understanding that the one drawing the
+shortest blade could carry the ball. Much to their astonishment, they
+found that all the pieces of grass were of the same length. Crowther,
+who made the All-American that year, shouted:
+
+"You all lose. I'll take it myself," and over the line he went with the
+ball tucked away under his arm.
+
+"Johnny Poe was behind the door when fear went by," says Garry Cochran.
+"Every one knows of his wonderful courage. I remember that in the
+Harvard '96 game, at Cambridge, near the end of the first half, two of
+our best men (Ad Kelly and Sport Armstrong) were seriously hurt, which
+disorganized the team. The men were desperate and near the breaking
+point. Johnny, with his true Princeton spirit, sent this message to each
+man on the team:
+
+"'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat.'"
+
+"This message brought about a miracle. It put iron in each man's soul,
+and never from that moment did Harvard gain a yard, and for four
+succeeding years--'If you won't be beat, you can't be beat,' was
+Princeton's battle-cry.
+
+"The good that Johnny did for Princeton teams was never heralded abroad.
+His work was noiseless, but always to the point.
+
+"I remember the Indian game in '96. The score in the first half was 6 to
+0, in favor of the Indians. I believe they had beaten Harvard and Penn,
+and tied Yale. There wasn't a word said in the club house when the team
+came off the field, but each man was digging in his locker for a special
+pair of shoes, which we had prepared for Yale. Naturally I was very
+bitter and refused to speak to any one. Then I heard the quiet,
+confident voice talking to Johnny Baird, who had his locker next to
+mine. I can't remember all he said, but this is the gist of his
+conversation:
+
+"'Johnny, you're backing up the center. Why can't you make that line
+into a fighting unit? Tell 'em their grandfathers licked a hundred
+better Indians than these fellows are, and it's up to them to show they
+haven't back-bred.'
+
+"Johnny Baird carried out these orders, and the score, 22 to 6, favoring
+Princeton, showed the result.
+
+"Once more Johnny Poe's brains lifted Princeton out of a hole. I could
+mention many cases where Johnny has helped Princetonians, but they are
+personal and could not be published.
+
+"I can only say, that when I lost Johnny Poe, I lost one who can never
+be replaced, and I feel like a traitor because I was not beside him when
+he fell."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Rinehart tells how he tried to get even with Sam Boyle.
+
+"I went into professional football, after leaving Lafayette," says
+Rinehart. "I joined the Greensburg Athletic Club team at Greensburg,
+Pennsylvania, solely for the purpose of getting back at Sam Boyle,
+formerly of the University of Penn. He was playing on the Pittsburgh
+Athletic Club."
+
+When I asked Rinehart why he wanted to get square with Sam Boyle, he
+said:
+
+"For the reason that Sam, during the Penn-Lafayette contest in '97, had
+acted in a very unsportsmanlike manner and kept telling his associates
+to kill the Lafayette men and not to forget what Lafayette did to them
+last year, and a lot more, but possibly it was fortunate for Sam that he
+did not play in our Greensburg-Pittsburgh Athletic Club game. I was
+ready to square myself for Lafayette."
+
+A lot of good football stories have been going the rounds, some old,
+some new, but none of them better than the one Barkie Donald, afterward
+a member of the Harvard Advisory Football Committee, tells on himself,
+in a game that Harvard played against the Carlisle Indians in 1896.
+
+It was the first time Harvard and Carlisle had met--Harvard winning--4
+to 0--and Donald played tackle against Bemus Pierce.
+
+Donald, none too gentle a player, for he had to fight every day against
+Bert Waters, then a coach, knew how to use his arms against the Indian,
+and also when charging, how to do a little execution with his elbows and
+the open hand, just as the play was coming off. He was playing
+legitimately under the old game. He roughed it with the big Indian and
+caught him hard several times, but finally Bemus Pierce had something to
+say.
+
+"Mr. Donald," he said, quietly, "you have been hitting me and if you do
+it again, I shall hit you." But Donald did not heed the warning, and in
+the next play he bowled at Bemus harder than ever for extra measure.
+Still the big Indian did not retaliate.
+
+"But I thought I was hit by a sledge hammer in the next scrimmage," said
+Donald after the game. "I remember charging, but that was all. I was
+down and out, but when I came to I somehow wabbled to my feet and went
+back against the Indian. I was so dazed I could just see the big fellow
+moving about and as we sparred off for the next play he said in a matter
+of fact tone:
+
+"'Mr. Donald, you hit me, one, two, three times, I hit you only
+one--we're square.'
+
+"And you bet we were square," Donald always adds as he tells the story.
+
+Tacks Hardwick, in common with most football players, thinks the world
+of Eddie Mahan.
+
+"I have played football and baseball with Eddie," he says, "and am
+naturally an ardent admirer of his ability, his keen wit and his
+thorough sportsmanship. One of Eddie's greatest assets is his
+temperament. He seldom gets nervous. I have seen him with the bases
+full, and with three balls on the batter, turn about in the box with a
+smile on his face, wave the outfield back, and then groove the ball
+waist high. Nothing worried him. His ability to avoid tacklers in the
+broken field had always puzzled me. I had studied the usual methods
+quite carefully. Change of pace, reversing the field, spinning when
+tackled, etc.,--most of the tricks I had given thought to, but
+apparently Eddie relied little on these. He used them all instinctively,
+but favored none.
+
+"Charlie Brickley had a favorite trick of allowing his arm to be tackled
+flat against his leg, then, at the very moment his opponent thought he
+had him, Charlie would wrench up his arm and break the grip.
+
+"Percy Wendell used to bowl over the tackler by running very low. I
+relied almost exclusively on a straight arm, and 'riding a man.' This
+means that when a tackler comes with such force that a straight arm is
+not sufficient to hold him off, and you know he will break through, you
+put your hand on the top of his head, throw your hips sharply away, and
+vault as you would over a fence rail, using his head as a support. If he
+is coming hard, his head has sufficient power to give you quite a boost,
+and you can 'ride him' a considerable distance--often four or five
+yards. When his momentum dies, drop off and leave him. Well, Eddie
+didn't use any of these. Finally I asked him how he figured on getting
+by the tackler, and what the trick was he used so effectively.
+
+"'It's a cinch,' Eddie replied. 'All I do is poke my foot out at him,
+give it to him; he goes to grab it, and I take it away!'
+
+[Illustration: TWO TO ONE HE GETS AWAY
+
+Brickley Being Tackled by Wilson and Avery.]
+
+"Leo Leary had been giving the ends a talk on being 'cagey.' 'Cagey'
+play is foxy--such as never getting in the same position on every play,
+moving about, doing the unexpected. If you wish to put your tackle out,
+play outside him, and draw him out, and then at the last moment hop in
+close to your own tackle, and then charge your opponent. The reverse is
+true as well. The unexpected and unusual make up 'cagey' play. Much
+emphasis had been laid on this, and we were all thoroughly impressed,
+especially Weatherhead, that year a substitute.
+
+"Weatherhead's appearance and actions on the field were well adapted to
+cagey play. Opponents could learn nothing by analyzing his expression.
+It seldom varied. His walk had a sort of tip-toe roll to it, much
+similar to the conventional stage villain, inspecting a room before
+robbing a safe. In the course of the afternoon game, Weatherhead put his
+coaching in practice.
+
+"We had a habit--practically every team has--of shouting 'Signal'
+whenever a player did not understand the orders of the quarterback. Mal
+Logan had just snapped out his signals, when Al Weatherhead left his
+position. Casting furtive glances at the opponents, and tip-toeing along
+like an Indian scout at his best, the very personification of
+'caginess,' Weatherhead approached Logan. Logan, thinking Al had
+discovered some important weak spot in the defense, leaned forward
+attentively. Weatherhead rolled up, and carefully shielding his mouth
+with his hand, asked in a stage whisper 'Signal.'
+
+"A piece of thoughtfulness that expressed the spirit of the man who did
+it, and also the whole team, took place at the Algonquin Hotel at New
+London, on the eve of the Harvard-Yale game in 1914. The Algonquin is
+fundamentally a summer hotel, although it is open all the year. The
+Harvard team had their headquarters there, and naturally the place was
+packed with the squad and the numerous followers. Eddie Mahan and I
+roomed together, and in the room adjoining were Watson and Swigert, two
+substitute quarterbacks. Folding doors separated the rooms, and these
+had been flung open. In the night, it turned cold, and the summer
+bedding was insufficient. Swigert couldn't sleep, he was so chilled, so
+he got up, and went in search of blankets. He examined all the closets
+on that floor, without success; then he explored the floors above and
+below, and finally went down to the night clerk, and demanded some
+blankets of him. After considerable delay, he obtained two thin
+blankets, and thoroughly chilled from his walk in his bare feet,
+returned to the room. Passing our door, he spied Eddie curled up and
+shivering, about half asleep. I was asleep, but a cold, uncomfortable
+sleep that is no real rest. He walked in, and placing one blanket over
+Eddie and one over me, went back to his own bed colder than ever.
+
+"I am a firm believer in rough, rugged, aggressive, bruising football,"
+says Hardwick. "The rougher, the better, if, and only if, it is
+legitimate and clean football. I am glad to say that clean football has
+been prevalent in my experience. Only on the rarest occasions have I
+felt any unclean actions have been intentional and premeditated. We have
+made it a point to play fierce, hard and clean football, and have nearly
+always received the same treatment.
+
+"In my freshman year, however, I felt that I had been wronged, and
+foolishly I took it to heart. Since that time I have changed my mind as
+I have had an opportunity to know the player personally and my own
+observation and the general high reputation he has for sportsmanship
+have thoroughly convinced me of my mistake. The particular play in
+question was in the Yale 1915 game. We started a wide end run, and I was
+attempting to take out the end. I dived at his knees but aimed too far
+in front, falling at his feet. He leaped in the air to avoid me, and
+came down on the small of my back, gouging me quite severely with his
+heel cleats. I felt that it was unnecessary and foolishly resented it."
+
+One of the most famous games in football was the Harvard-Yale encounter
+at Springfield in '94. Bob Emmons was captain of the Harvard team and
+Frank Hinkey captain of Yale. This game was so severely fought that it
+was decided best to discontinue football relations between these two
+universities and no game took place until three years later.
+
+Jim Rodgers, who was a substitute at Yale that year, relates some
+interesting incidents of that game:
+
+"In those old strenuous days, they put so much fear of God in you, it
+scared you so you couldn't play. When we went up to Springfield, we were
+all over-trained. Instead of putting us up at a regular hotel, they put
+us up at the Christian Workers, that Stagg was interested in. The
+bedrooms looked like cells, with a little iron bed and one lamp in each
+room," says Jim. "You know after one is defeated he recalls these facts
+as terrible experiences. None of us slept at all well that night, and my
+knees were so stiff I could hardly walk. Yale relied much on Fred
+Murphy. Harvard had coached Hallowell to get Murphy excited. Murphy was
+quick tempered. If you got his goat, he was pretty liable to use his
+hands, and Harvard was anxious to have him put out of the game.
+Hallowell went to his task with earnestness. He got Murphy to the point
+of rage, but Murphy had been up against Bill Odlin, who used to coach at
+Andover, and Bill used to give you hell if you slugged when the umpire
+was looking. But when his back was turned you could do anything.
+
+"Murphy stood about all he could and when he saw the officials were in
+a conference he gave Hallowell a back-hander, and dropped him like a
+brick. His nose was flattened right over his cheek-bone. Fortunately
+that happened on the Yale side of the field. If it had happened on the
+Harvard side, there would have been a riot. There was some noise when
+that blow was delivered; the whole crowd in the stand stood aghast and
+held its breath. So Harvard laid for Murphy and in about two plays they
+got him. How they got him we never knew, but suddenly it was apparent
+that Murphy was gone. The trainer finally helped Murphy up and the
+captain of the team told him in which direction his goal was. He would
+break through just as fine and fast as before, but the moment his head
+got down to a certain angle, he would go down in a heap. He was game to
+the core, however, and he kept on going.
+
+"It was in this game that Wrightington, the halfback, was injured,
+though this never came out in the newspapers. Wrightington caught a punt
+and started back up the field. In those days you could wriggle and
+squirm all you wanted to and you could pile on a thousand strong, if you
+liked. Frank Hinkey was at the other end of the field playing wide, and
+ready if Wrightington should take a dodge. Murphy caught Wrightington
+and he started to wriggle. It was at this time that Louis Hinkey came
+charging down the field on a dead run. In trying to prevent
+Wrightington from advancing any further with the ball, Louis Hinkey's
+knee hit Wrightington and came down with a crash on his collar-bone and
+neck. Wrightington gave one moan, rolled over and fainted dead away.
+Frank Hinkey was not within fifteen yards of the play, and Louis did it
+with no evil intention. Frank thought that Wrightington had been killed
+and he came over and took Louis Hinkey by the hand, appreciating the
+severe criticism which was bound to be heaped upon his brother Louis.
+There was a furor. It was on everybody's tongue that Frank Hinkey had
+purposely broken Wrightington's collar-bone. Frank knew who did it, but
+the 'Silent Hinkey' never revealed the real truth. He protected his
+brother.
+
+"Yale took issue on the point, and as a result the athletic relationship
+was suspended.
+
+"It was in this game that Bronc Armstrong established the world's brief
+record for staying in the game. He was on the field for twenty
+seconds--then was ruled out. I think Frank Hinkey is the greatest end
+that was ever on a field. To my mind he never did a dirty thing, but he
+tackled hard. When Frank Hinkey tackled a man, he left him there. In
+later years when I was coaching, an old Harvard player who was visiting
+me, came out to Yale Field. He had never seen Hinkey play football, but
+he had read much about him. I pointed out several of the men to him,
+such as Heffelfinger, and others of about his type, all of whom measured
+up to his ideas, and finally said:
+
+[Illustration: SNAPPING THE BALL WITH LEWIS]
+
+[Illustration: "TWO INSEPARABLES"
+
+Frank Hinkey and the Ball.]
+
+"'Where is that fellow Hinkey?' And when I pointed Hinkey out to him, he
+said:
+
+"'Great guns, Harvard complaining about that little shrimp, I'm ashamed
+of Harvard.'
+
+"Hinkey was a wonderful leader. Every man that ever played under him
+worshipped him. He had his team so buffaloed that they obeyed every
+order, down to the most minute detail.
+
+"When Hinkey entered Yale, there were two corking end rushes in college,
+Crosby and Josh Hartwell. After about two weeks of practice, there was
+no longer a question as to whether Hinkey was going to make the team. It
+was a question of which one of the old players was going to lose his
+job. They called him 'consumptive Hinkey.'"
+
+Every football player, great though he himself was in his prime, has his
+gridiron idol. The man, usually some years his elder, whose exploits as
+a boy he has followed. Joe Beacham's paragon was and is Frank Hinkey and
+the depth of esteem in which the former Cornell star held Hinkey is well
+exemplified in the following incident, which occurred on the Black
+Diamond Express, Eastbound, as it was passing through Tonawanda, New
+York. Beacham had been dozing, but awoke in time to catch a glimpse of
+the signboard as the train flashed by. Leaning slightly forward he
+tapped a drummer upon the shoulder. The salesman turned around. "Take
+off your hat," came the command. "Why?" the salesman began. "Take off
+your hat," repeated Beacham. The man did so. "Thank you; now put it on,"
+came the command. The drummer summing up courage, faced Beacham and
+said, "Now will you kindly tell me why you asked me to do this?" Joe
+smiled with the satisfied feeling of an act well performed and said: "I
+told you to lift your hat because we are passing through the town where
+Frank Hinkey was born."
+
+Later, in the smoking room, Joe heard the drummer discussing the
+incident with a crowd of fellow salesmen, and he said, concluding, "What
+I'd like to know is who in hell is Frank Hinkey?"
+
+And late that evening when the train arrived in New York Joe Beacham and
+the traveling man had become the best of friends. In parting, Joe said:
+"If there's anything I haven't told you, I'll write you about it."
+
+Sandy Hunt, a famous Cornell guard and captain, says:
+
+"Here is one on Bill Hollenback, the last year he played for
+Pennsylvania against Cornell. Bill went into the game, thoroughly fit,
+but Mike Murphy, then training the team, was worried lest he be injured.
+In an early scrimmage Bill's ear was nearly ripped off. Blood flowed and
+Mike left the side lines to aid. Mike was waved away by Bill. 'It's
+nothing but a scratch, Mike, let me get back in the game.' Play was
+resumed. Following a scrimmage, Mike saw Bill rolling on the ground in
+agony. 'His ankle is gone,' quoth Mike, as he ran out to the field.
+Leaning over Bill, Mike said: 'Is it your ankle, or knee, Bill?' Bill,
+writhing in agony, gasped:
+
+"'No; somebody stepped on my corn.'"
+
+Hardwick has this to tell of the days when he coached Annapolis:
+
+"One afternoon at Annapolis, the Varsity were playing a practice game
+and were not playing to form, or better, possibly, they were not playing
+as the coaches had reason to hope. There was an indifference in their
+play and a lack of snap and drive in their work that roused Head Coach
+Ingram's fighting blood. Incidentally, Ingram is a fighter from his feet
+up, every inch, as broad-minded as he is broad-shouldered, and a keen
+student of football. The constant letting up of play, and the lack of
+fight, annoyed him more and more. At last, a Varsity player sat down and
+called for water. Immediately, the cry was taken up by his team mates.
+This was more than Ingram could stand. Out he dashed from the side
+lines, right into the group of players, shaking his fist and shrieking:
+
+"'Water! Water! What you need is fire, not water!'"
+
+Fred Crolius tells a good story about Foster Sanford when he was
+coaching at West Point. One of the most interesting institutions to
+coach is West Point. Even in football field practice the same military
+spirit is in control, most of the coaches being officers. Only when a
+unique character like Sandy appears is the monotony shattered. Sandy is
+often humorous in his most serious moments. One afternoon not many weeks
+before the Navy game Sandy, as Crolius tells it, was paying particular
+attention to Moss, a guard whom Sanford tried to teach to play low. Moss
+was very tall and had never appreciated the necessity of bending his
+knees and straightening his back. Sanford disgusted with Moss as he saw
+him standing nearly erect in a scrimmage, and Sandy's voice would ring
+out, "Stop the play, Lieutenant Smith. Give Mr. Moss a side line badge.
+Moss, if you want to watch this game, put on a badge, then everybody
+will know you've got a right to watch it." In the silence of the parade
+ground those few words sounded like a trumpet for a cavalry charge, but
+Sandy accomplished his purpose and made a guard of Moss.
+
+The day Princeton played Yale at New Haven in 1899, I had a brother on
+each side of the field; one was Princeton Class, 1895, and the other was
+an undergraduate at Yale, Class of 1901.
+
+My brother, Dick, told me that his friends at Yale would joke him as to
+whether he would root for Yale or Princeton on November 25th of that
+year. I did not worry, for I had an idea. A friend of his told me the
+following story a week after the game:
+
+"You had been injured in a mass play and were left alone, for the
+moment, laid out upon the ground. No one seemed to see you as the play
+continued. But Dick was watching your every move, and when he saw you
+were injured he voluntarily arose from his seat and rushed down the
+aisle to a place opposite to where you were and was about to go out on
+the field, when the Princeton trainer rushed out upon the field and
+stood you on your feet, and as Dick came back, he took his seat in the
+Yale grandstand. Yale men knew then where his interest in the game lay."
+
+After Arthur Poe had kicked his goal from the field, Princeton men lost
+themselves completely and rushed out upon the field. In the midst of the
+excitement, I remember my brother, George, coming out and
+enthusiastically congratulating me.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXII
+
+LEST WE FORGET
+
+
+Marshall Newell
+
+There is no hero of the past whose name has been handed down in
+Harvard's football traditions as that of Marshall Newell. He left many
+lasting impressions upon the men who came in contact with him. The men
+that played under his coaching idolized him, and this extended even
+beyond the confines of Harvard University. This is borne out in the
+following tribute which is paid Newell by Herbert Reed, that was on the
+Cornell scrub when Newell was their coach.
+
+"It is poignantly difficult, even to-day, years after what was to so
+many of us a very real tragedy," says Reed, "to accept the fact that
+Marshall Newell is dead. The ache is still as keen as on that Christmas
+morning when the brief news dispatches told us that he had been killed
+in a snowstorm on a railroad track at Springfield. It requires no great
+summoning of the imagination to picture this fine figure of a man, in
+heart and body so like his beloved Berkshire oaks, bending forward, head
+down, and driving into the storm in the path of the everyday duty
+that led to his death. It was, as the world goes, a short life, but a
+fruitful one--a life given over simply and without questioning to
+whatever work or whatever play was at hand.
+
+[Illustration: MARSHALL NEWELL]
+
+"To the vast crowds of lovers of football who journeyed to Springfield
+to see this superman of sport in action in defense of his Alma Mater he
+will always remain as the personification of sportsmanship combined with
+the hard, clean, honest effort that marks your true football player. To
+a great many others who enjoyed the privilege of adventuring afield with
+him, the memory will be that of a man strong enough to be gentle, of
+magnetic personality, and yet withal, with a certain reserve that is
+found only in men whose character is growing steadily under the urge of
+quiet introspection. Yet, for a man so self-contained, he had much to
+give to those about him, whether these were men already enjoying place
+and power or merely boys just on the horizon of a real man's life. It
+was not so much the mere joy and exuberance of living, as the wonder and
+appreciation of living that were the springs of Marshall Newell's being.
+
+"It was this that made him the richest poor man it was ever my fortune
+to know.
+
+"The world about him was to Newell rich in expression of things
+beautiful, things mysterious, things that struck in great measure awe
+and reverence into his soul. A man with so much light within could not
+fail to shine upon others. He had no heart for the city or the life of
+the city, and for him, too, the quest of money had no attraction. Even
+before he went to school at Phillips Exeter, the character of this
+sturdy boy had begun to develop in the surroundings he loved throughout
+his life. Is it any wonder, then, that from the moment he arrived at
+school he became a favorite with his associates, indeed, at a very early
+stage, something of an idol to the other boys? He expressed an ideal in
+his very presence--an ideal that was instantly recognizable as true and
+just--an ideal unspoken, but an ideal lived. Just what that ideal was
+may perhaps be best understood if I quote a word or two from that little
+diary of his, never intended for other eyes but privileged now, a
+quotation that has its own little, delicate touch of humor in
+conjunction with the finer phrases:
+
+"'There is a fine selection from Carmen to whistle on a load of logs
+when driving over frozen ground; every jolt gives a delightful emphasis
+to the notes, and the musician is carried along by the dictatorial
+leader as it were. What a strength there is in the air! It may be rough
+at times, but it is true and does not lie. What would the world be if
+all were open and frank as the day or the sunshine?'
+
+"I want to record certain impressions made upon a certain freshman at
+Cornell, whither Newell went to coach the football team after his
+graduation from Harvard. Those impressions are as fresh to-day as they
+were in that scarlet and gold autumn years ago.
+
+"Here was a man built like the bole of a tree, alight with fire,
+determination, love of sport, and hunger for the task in hand. He was no
+easy taskmaster, but always a just one. Many a young man of that period
+will remember, as I do, the grinding day's work when everything seemed
+to go wrong, when mere discouragement was gradually giving way to actual
+despair, when, somewhat clogged with mud and dust and blood, he felt a
+sudden slap on the back, and heard a cheery voice saying, 'Good work
+to-day. Keep it up.' Playing hard football himself, Newell demanded hard
+football of his pupils. I wish, indeed, that some of the players of
+to-day who groan over a few minutes' session with the soft tackling
+dummy of these times could see that hard, sole leather tackling dummy
+swung from a joist that went clear through it and armed with a shield
+that hit one over the head when he did not get properly down to his
+work, that Newell used.
+
+"It was grinding work this, but through it one learned.
+
+"That ancient and battered dummy is stowed away, a forgotten relic of
+the old days, in the gymnasium at Cornell. There are not a few of us
+who, when returning to Ithaca, hunt it up to do it reverence.
+
+"Let him for a moment transfer his allegiance to the scrub eleven, and
+in that moment the Varsity team knew that it was in a real football
+game. They were hard days indeed on Percy Field, but good days. I have
+seen Newell play single-handed against one side of the Varsity line,
+tear up the interference like a whirlwind, and bring down his man. Many
+of us have played in our small way on the scrub when for purposes of
+illustration Newell occupied some point in the Varsity line. We knew
+then what would be on top of us the instant the ball was snapped. Yet
+when the heap was at its thickest Newell would still be in the middle of
+it or at the bottom, as the case might be, still working, and still
+coaching. Both in his coaching at Harvard and at Cornell he developed
+men whose names will not be forgotten while the game endures, and some
+of these developments were in the nature of eleventh-hour triumphs for
+skill and forceful, yet none the less sympathetic, personality.
+
+"After all, despite his remarkable work as a gridiron player and tutor,
+I like best to think of him as Newell, the man; I like best to recall
+those long Sunday afternoons when he walked through the woodland paths
+in the two big gorges, or over the fields at Ithaca in company much of
+the time with--not the captain of the team, not the star halfback, not
+the great forward, but some young fellow fresh from school who was still
+down in the ruck of the squad. More than once he called at now one, now
+another fraternity house and hailed us: 'Where is that young freshman
+that is out for my team? I would like to have him take a little walk
+with me.' And these walks, incidentally, had little or nothing to do
+with football. They were great opportunities for the little freshman who
+wanted to get closer to the character of the man himself. No flower, no
+bit of moss, no striking patch of foliage escaped his notice, for he
+loved them all, and loved to talk about them. One felt, returning from
+one of these impromptu rambles, that he had been spending valuable time
+in that most wonderful church of all, the great outdoors, and spending
+it with no casual interpreter. Memories of those days in the sharp
+practice on the field grow dim, but these others I know will always
+endure.
+
+"This I know because no month passes, indeed it is almost safe to say,
+hardly a week, year in and year out, in which they are not insistently
+resurgent.
+
+"Marshall Newell was born in Clifton, N. J., on April 2, 1871. His early
+life was spent largely on his father's farm in Great Barrington, Mass.,
+that farm and countryside which seemed to mean so much to him in later
+years. He entered Phillips Exeter Academy in the fall of 1887, and was
+graduated in 1890. Almost at once he achieved, utterly without effort, a
+popularity rare in its quality. Because of his relation with his
+schoolmates and his unostentatious way of looking after the welfare of
+others, he soon came to be known as Ma Newell, and this affectionate
+sobriquet not only clung to him through all the years at Exeter and
+Harvard, but followed him after graduation whithersoever he went. While
+at school he took up athletics ardently as he always took up everything.
+Thus he came up to Harvard with an athletic reputation ready made.
+
+"It was not long before the class of '94 began to feel that subtler
+influence of character that distinguished all his days. He was a member
+of the victorious football eleven of 1890, and of the winning crew of
+1891, both in his freshman year. He also played on the freshman football
+team and on the university team of '91, '92, '93, and rowed on the
+Varsity crews of '92 and '93. In the meantime he was gaining not only
+the respect and friendship of his classmates, but those of the
+instructors as well. Socially, and despite the fact that he was little
+endowed with this world's goods, he enjoyed a remarkable popularity. He
+was a member of the Institute of 1770, Dickey, Hasty Pudding, and
+Signet. In addition, he was the unanimous choice of his class for Second
+Marshal on Class Day. Many other honors he might have had if he had
+cared to seek them. He accepted only those that were literally forced
+upon him.
+
+"In the course of his college career he returned each summer to his home
+in Great Barrington and quietly resumed his work on the farm.
+
+"After graduation he was a remarkably successful football coach at
+Cornell University, and was also a vast help in preparing Harvard
+elevens. His annual appearance in the fall at Cambridge was always the
+means of putting fresh heart and confidence in the Crimson players.
+
+"He turned to railroading in the fall of 1896, acting as Assistant
+Superintendent of the Springfield Division of the Boston and Albany
+Railroad. Here, as at college, he made a profound personal impression on
+his associates. The end came on the evening of December 24th, in 1897.
+
+"In a memorial from his classmates and friends, the following
+significant paragraph appears: 'Marshall Newell belonged to the whole
+University. He cannot be claimed by any clique or class. Let us, his
+classmates, simply express our gratitude that we have had the privilege
+of knowing him and of observing his simple, grand life. We rejoice in
+memories of his comradeship; we deeply mourn our loss. To those whose
+affliction has been even greater than our own, we extend our sympathy.'
+This memorial was signed by Bertram Gordon Waters, Lincoln Davis, and
+George C. Lee, Jr., for the class, men who knew him well.
+
+"Harvard men, I feel sure, will forgive me if I like to believe that
+Newell belonged not merely to the whole Harvard University, but to every
+group of men that came under his influence, whether the football squad
+at Cornell or the humble track walkers of the Boston and Albany.
+
+"Remains, I think, little more for me to say, and this can best be said
+in Newell's own words, selections from that diary of which I have
+already spoken, and which set the stamp on the character of the man for
+all time. This, for instance:
+
+"'It is amusing to notice the expression in the faces of the horses on
+the street as you walk along; how much they resemble people, not in
+feature, but in spirit. Some are cross and snap at the men who pass;
+others asleep; and some will almost thank you for speaking to them or
+patting their noses.' And this, in more serious vein: 'Happened to think
+how there was a resemblance in water and our spirits, or rather in their
+sources. Some people are like springs, always bubbling over with
+freshness and life; others are wells and have to be pumped; while some
+are only reservoirs whose spirits are pumped in and there stagnate
+unless drawn off immediately. Most people are like the wells, but the
+pump handle is not always visible or may be broken off. Many of the
+springs are known only to their shady nooks and velvet marshes, but,
+once found, the path is soon worn to them, which constantly widens and
+deepens. It may be used only by animals, but it is a blessing and
+comfort if only to the flowers and grasses that grow on its edge.'
+
+"Serious as the man was, there are glints and gleams of quiet humor
+throughout this remarkable human document. One night in May he wrote,
+'Stars and moon are bright this evening; frogs are singing in the
+meadow, and the fire-flies are twinkling over the grass by the spring.
+Tree toads have been singing to-day. Set two hens to-night, nailed them
+in. If you want to see determination, look in a setting hen's eye.
+Robins have been carrying food to their nests in the pine trees, and the
+barn swallows fighting for feathers in the air; the big barn is filled
+with their conversation.'
+
+"In the city he missed, as he wrote, 'the light upon the hills.' Again,
+'The stars are the eyes of the sky. The sun sets like a god bowing his
+head. Pine needles catch the light that has streamed through them for a
+hundred years. The wind drives the clouds one day as if they were waves
+of crested brown.' Where indeed in the crowded city streets was he to
+listen 'to the language of the leaves,' and how indeed, 'Feel the colors
+of the West.'
+
+"Is it not possible that something more even than the example and
+influence of his character was lost to the world in his death? What
+possibilities were there not in store for a man who could feel and write
+like this: 'Grand thunderstorm this evening. Vibrations shook the house
+and the flashes of lightning were continuous for a short time. It is
+authority and majesty personified, and one instinctively bows in its
+presence, not with a feeling of dread, but of admiration and respect.'
+
+"It was in the thunder and shock and blaze of just such a storm that I
+stood not long ago among his own Berkshire Hills, hoping thus to prepare
+myself by pilgrimage for this halting but earnest tribute to a
+great-hearted gentleman, who, in his quiet way, meant so much to so many
+of his fellow humans."
+
+
+Walter B. Street
+
+W. L. Sawtelle of Williams, who knew this great player in his playing
+days, writes as follows:
+
+"No Williams contemporary of Walter Bullard Street can forget two
+outstanding facts of his college career: his immaculate personal
+character and his undisputed title to first rank among the football men
+whom Williams has developed. He was idolized because of his athletic
+prowess; he was loved because he was every inch a man. His personality
+lifted his game from the level of an intercollegiate contest to the
+plane of a man's expression of loyalty to his college, and his supremacy
+on the football field gave a new dignity to the undergraduate's ideals
+of true manhood.
+
+"His name is indelibly written in the athletic annals of Williams, and
+his influence, apparently cut off by his early death, is still a vital
+force among those who cheered his memorable gains on the gridiron and
+who admired him for his virile character."
+
+
+W. D. Osgood
+
+Gone from among us is that great old-time hero, Win Osgood. In this
+chapter of thoroughbreds, let us read the tribute George Woodruff pays
+him:
+
+"When my thoughts turn to the scores of fine, manly football players I
+have known intimately, Win Osgood claims, if not first place, at least a
+unique place, among my memories. As a player he has never been surpassed
+in his specialty of making long and brilliant runs, not only around, but
+through the ranks of his opponents. After one of his seventy- or
+eighty-yard runs his path was always marked by a zig-zag line of
+opposing tacklers just collecting their wits and slowly starting to get
+up from the ground. None of them was ever hurt, but they seemed
+temporarily stunned as though, when they struck Osgood's mighty legs,
+they received an electric shock.
+
+"While at Cornell in 1892, Osgood made, by his own prowess, two to three
+touchdowns against each of the strong Yale, Harvard and Princeton
+elevens, and in the Harvard-Pennsylvania game at Philadelphia in 1894,
+he thrilled the spectators with his runs more than I have ever seen any
+man do in any other one game.
+
+"But I would belittle my own sense of Osgood's real worth if I confined
+myself to expatiating on his brilliant physical achievements. His moral
+worth and gentle bravery were to me the chief points in him that arouse
+true admiration. When I, as coach of Penn's football team, discovered
+that Osgood had quietly matriculated at Pennsylvania, without letting
+anybody know of his intention, I naturally cultivated his friendship, in
+order to get from him his value as a player; but I found he was of even
+more value as a moral force among the players and students. In this way
+he helped me as much as by his play, because, to my mind, a football
+team is good or bad according to whether the bad elements or the good,
+both of which are in every set of men, predominate.
+
+"In the winter of 1896, Osgood nearly persuaded me to go with him on his
+expedition to help the Cubans, and I have often regretted not having
+been with him through that experience. He went as a Major of Artillery
+to be sure, but not for the title, nor the adventure only, but I am sure
+from love of freedom and overwhelming sympathy for the oppressed. He
+said to me:
+
+"'The Cubans may not be very lovely, but they are human, and their cause
+is lovely.'
+
+"When Osgood, with almost foolhardy bravery, sat his horse directing his
+dilapidated artillery fire in Cuba, and thus conspicuous, made himself
+even more marked by wearing a white sombrero, he was not playing the
+part of a fool; he was following his natural impulse to exert a moral
+force on his comrades who could understand little but liberty and
+bravery.
+
+"When the Angel of Death gave him the accolade of nobility by touching
+his brow in the form of a Mauser bullet, Win Osgood simply welcomed his
+friend by gently breathing 'Well,' a word typical of the man, and even
+in death, it is reported, continued to sit erect upon his horse."
+
+
+Gordon Brown
+
+There are many young men who lost a true friend when Gordon Brown died.
+He was their ideal. After his college days were over, he became very
+much interested in settlement work on the East Side in New York. He
+devoted much of his time after business to this great work which still
+stands as a monument to him. He was as loyal to it as he was to football
+when he played at Yale. Gordon Brown's career at Yale was a remarkable
+one. He was captain of the greatest football team Yale ever had.
+Whenever the 1900 team is mentioned it is spoken of as Gordon Brown's
+team. The spirit of this great thoroughbred still lives at Yale, still
+lives at Groton School where he spent six years. He was captain there
+and leader in all the activities in the school. He was one of the
+highest type college men I have ever known. He typified all the best
+there was in Yale. He was strong mentally, as well as physically.
+
+It was my pleasure to have played against him in two Yale-Princeton
+games, '98 and '99. I have never known a finer sportsman than he. He
+played the game hard, and he played it fair. He had nothing to say to
+his opponents in the game. He was there for business. Always urging his
+fellow players on to better work. Every one who knew this gallant leader
+had absolute confidence in him. All admired and loved him. There was no
+one at Yale who was more universally liked and acknowledged as a leader
+in all the relations of the University than was Gordon Brown. The
+influence of such a man cannot but live as a guide and inspiration for
+all that is best at Yale University.
+
+Gordon Brown's name will live in song and story. There were with him
+Yale men not less efficient in the football sense, as witnesses the
+following:
+
+A Yale Song verse from the _Yale Daily News_, November 16th, 1900:
+
+    Jimmy Wear and Gordon Brown,
+    Fincke and Stillman gaining ground;
+    Olcott in the center stands
+    With Perry Hale as a battering ram--
+    No hope for Princeton;
+
+
+James J. Hogan
+
+The boys who were at Exeter when that big raw-boned fellow, Jim Hogan,
+entered there will tell of the noble fight he made to get an education.
+He worked with his hands early and late to make enough money to pay his
+way. His effort was a splendid one. He was never idle, and was an honor
+man for the greater part of his stay at school. He found time to go out
+for football, however, and turned out to be one of the greatest players
+that ever went to Exeter. Jim Hogan was one of the highest type of
+Exeter men, held up as an example of what an Exeter boy should be. His
+spirit still lives in the school. In speaking of Hogan recently,
+Professor Ford of Exeter, said:
+
+"Whenever Hogan played football his hands were always moving in the
+football line. It was almost like that in the classroom, always on the
+edge of his seat fighting for every bit of information that he could get
+and determined to master any particularly difficult subject. It was
+interesting and almost amusing at times to watch him. One could not help
+respecting such earnestness. He possessed great powers of leadership and
+there was never any question as to his sincerity and perfect
+earnestness. He was not selfish, but always trying to help his fellow
+students accomplish something. His influence among the boys was
+thoroughly good, and he held positions of honor and trust from the time
+of his admission."
+
+Jim was hungry for an education--eager to forge ahead. His whole college
+career was an earnest endeavor. He never knew what it was to lose
+heart. "Letting go" had no part in his life.
+
+Jim was a physical marvel. His 206 pounds of bone and muscle counted for
+much in the Yale rush line. Members of the faculty considered him the
+highest type of Yale man, and it is said that President Hadley of Yale
+once referred to 1905 as "Hogan's Class."
+
+As a football player, Jim had few equals. He was captain of the Yale
+team in his senior year and was picked by the experts as an
+"All-American Tackle."
+
+Jim Hogan at his place in the Yale rush line was a sight worth seeing.
+With his jersey sleeves rolled up above his elbows and a smile on his
+face, he would break into the opposing line, smash up the interference
+and throw the backs for a loss.
+
+I can see him rushing the ball, scoring touchdowns, making holes in the
+line, doing everything that a great player could do, and urging on his
+team mates:
+
+"Harder, Yale; hard, harder, Yale."
+
+He was a hard, strong, cheerful player; that is, he was cheerful as long
+as the other men fought fair.
+
+Great was Jim Hogan. To work with him shoulder to shoulder was my
+privilege. To know him, was to love, honor and respect him.
+
+Jim spent his last hours in New Haven, and later in a humble home on the
+hillside in Torrington, Conn., surrounded by loving friends, and the
+individual pictures of that strong Gordon Brown team hanging on the wall
+above him, a loving coterie of friends said good-bye. Many a boy now out
+of college realizes that he owes a great deal to the brotherly spirit of
+Jim Hogan.
+
+[Illustration: McCLUNG, REFEREE SHEVLIN HOGAN]
+
+
+Thomas J. Shevlin
+
+There is a college tradition which embodies the thought that a man can
+never do as much for the university as the university has done for him.
+
+But in that great athletic victory of 1915, when Yale defeated Princeton
+at New Haven, I believe Tom Shevlin came nearer upsetting that tradition
+than any one I know of. He contributed as much as any human being
+possibly could to the university that brought him forth.
+
+Tom Shevlin's undergraduate life at New Haven was not all strewn with
+roses, but he was glad always to go back when requested and put his
+shoulder to the wheel. The request came usually at a time when Yale's
+football was in the slough of despond. He was known as Yale's emergency
+coach.
+
+Tom Shevlin had nerve. He must have been full of it to tackle the great
+job which was put before him in the fall of 1915. Willingly did he
+respond and great was the reward.
+
+When I saw him in New York, on his way to New Haven, I told him what a
+great honor I thought it was for Yale to single him out from all her
+coaches at this critical time to come back and try to put the Yale team
+in shape. It did not seem either to enthuse or worry him very much. He
+said:
+
+"I just got a telegram from Mike Sweeney to wait and see him in New York
+before going to New Haven. I suppose he wants to advise me not to go and
+tackle the job, but I'm going just the same. Yale can't be much worse
+off for my going than she is to-day."
+
+The result of Shevlin's coaching is well known to all, and I shall
+always remember him after the game with that contented happy look upon
+his face as I congratulated him while he stood on a bench in front of
+the Yale stand, watching the Yale undergraduates carry their victorious
+team off the field. Walter Camp stood in the distance and Shevlin yelled
+to him:
+
+"Well, how about it, Walter?"
+
+This victory will go down in Yale's football history as an almost
+miraculous event. Here was a team beaten many times by small colleges,
+humiliated and frowned upon not only by Yale, but by the entire college
+world. They presented themselves in the Yale bowl ready to make their
+last stand.
+
+As for Princeton it seemed only a question as to how large her score
+would be. Men had gone to cheer for Princeton who for many years had
+looked forward to a decisive victory over Yale. The game was already
+bottled up before it started; but when Yale's future football history
+is written, when captain and coaches talk to the team before the game
+next year, when mass meetings are called to arouse college spirit, at
+banquets where victorious teams are the heroes of the occasion, some one
+will stand forth and tell the story of the great fighting spirit that
+Captain Wilson and his gallant team exhibited in the Yale bowl that
+November day.
+
+Although Tom Shevlin, the man that made it possible, is now dead, his
+memory at Yale is sacred and will live long. Many will recall his
+wonderful playing, his power of leadership, his Yale captaincy, his
+devotion to Yale at a time when he was most needed. If, in the last game
+against Harvard, the team that fought so wonderfully well against
+Princeton could not do the impossible and defeat the great Haughton
+machine, it was not Shevlin's fault. It simply could not be done. It
+lessens in not the slightest degree the tribute that we pay to Tom
+Shevlin.
+
+
+Francis H. Burr
+
+Ham Fish was a great Harvard player in his day. When his playing days
+were over Walter Camp paid him the high tribute of placing him on the
+All Time, All-American team at tackle. Fish played at Harvard in 1907
+and 1908, and was captain of the team in 1909. I know of no Harvard man
+who is in a better position to pay a tribute to Francis Burr, whose
+spirit still lives at Cambridge, than Ham Fish. They were team mates,
+and when in 1908 Burr remained on the side lines on account of injuries,
+Ham Fish was the acting Harvard captain. Fish tells us the following
+regarding Burr:
+
+"Francis Burr was of gigantic frame, standing six feet three and agile
+as a young mountain lion. He weighed 200 pounds. The incoming class of
+1905 was signalized by having this man who came from Andover. He stood
+out above his fellows, not only in athletic prowess but in all around
+manly qualities, both mental and moral. Burr had no trouble in making a
+place on the Varsity team at Guard. He was a punter of exceeding worth.
+In the year of 1908 he was captain of the Harvard team and wrought the
+most inestimable service to Harvard athletics by securing Percy Haughton
+as Head Coach. Hooks Burr was primarily responsible for Haughton and the
+abundance of subsequent victories. Just when Burr's abilities as player
+and captain were most needed he dislocated his collar bone in practice.
+I shall never forget the night before the Yale game how Burr, who had
+partially recovered, and was very anxious to play, reluctantly and
+unselfishly yielded to the coaches who insisted that he should not incur
+the risk of a more serious break. Harvard won that day, the first time
+in seven years and a large share of the credit should go to the injured
+leader. We were all happy over the result but none of us were as happy
+as he.
+
+"Stricken with pneumonia while attending the Harvard Law School in 1910
+he died, leaving a legacy full of encouragement and inspiration to all
+Harvard men. He exemplified in his life the Golden Rule,--'Do unto
+others as you would have them do unto you.' Of him it can be truly said,
+his life was gentle as a whole, and the elements so mixed in him that
+'nature might stand up and say to all the world,--"He was a man."'"
+
+
+Neil Snow
+
+The University of Michigan never graduated a man who was more
+universally loved than Neil Snow. What he did and the way he did it has
+become a tradition at Michigan. He was idolized by every one who knew
+him. As a player and captain he set a wonderful example for his men to
+pattern after. He was a powerful player; possessing such determination
+and fortitude that he would go through a stone wall if he had to. He was
+their great all-around athlete; good in football, baseball and track. He
+had the unique record of winning his Michigan M twelve times during his
+college course at Ann Arbor.
+
+He played his last game of football at Pasadena, California. Neil was
+very fond of exercise. He believed in exercise, and when word was sent
+out that Neil Snow had gone, it was found that he had just finished
+playing in a game of racquets in Detroit, and before the flush and zest
+were entirely gone, the last struggle and participation in athletic
+contests for Neil Snow were over.
+
+It was my experience to have been at Ann Arbor in 1900, when Biffy Lee
+coached the Michigan team. It was at this time that I met Neil Snow, who
+was captain of the team, and when I grew to know him, I soon realized
+how his great, quiet, modest, though wonderful personality, made
+everybody idolize him. Modesty was his most noticeable characteristic.
+He was always the last to talk of his own athletic achievements. He
+believed in action, more than in words. After his playing days were over
+he made a great name for himself as an official in the big games. The
+larger colleges in the East had come to realize with what great
+efficiency Neil Snow acted as an official and his services were eagerly
+sought.
+
+Neil Snow loved athletics. He often referred to his college experiences.
+His example was one held up as ideal among the men who knew him.
+
+When Billy Bannard died Johnny Poe wrote to Mrs. Bannard a letter, a
+portion of which follows:
+
+     I greatly enjoy thinking of those glorious days in the fall of '95,
+     '96 and '97, when I was coaching at Princeton and saw so much of
+     Billy, and if I live to a ripe old age I do not think I shall
+     forget how he and Ad Kelly came on in the Yale game of '95, and
+     with the score of 16-0 against us started in by steadily rushing
+     the ball up to and over the Yale goal, and after the kick-off, once
+     more started on the march for another touchdown.
+
+     It was a superb exhibition of nerve in the face of almost certain
+     defeat and showed a spirit that would not be downed, and I have
+     often thought of this game in different far-off parts of the world.
+
+     While Yale finally won 20-10 still Billy showed the same spirit
+     that Farragut showed when told that the river was filled with
+     torpedoes and that it would be suicidal to proceed. He replied,
+     "Damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead!"
+
+     I love to think of Billy's famous fifty yard run for a touchdown
+     through the Harvard team in '96 at Cambridge, when the score had
+     been a tie, and how he with Ad Kelly and Johnny Baird went through
+     the Yale team in that '96 game and ran the score up to 24,
+     representing five touchdowns. Never before had a Yale team been
+     driven like chaff before the wind, as that blue team was driven.
+
+Billy Bannard and Ad Kelly's names were always coupled in their playing
+days at Princeton. These two halfbacks were great team mates. When Bill
+Bannard died Ad Kelly lost one of his best friends.
+
+In Ad Kelly's recollections, we read:
+
+"Whenever I think of my playing days I always recall the
+Harvard-Princeton game of 1896, and with it comes a tribute to one of us
+who has passed to the great beyond; one with whom I played side by side
+for three years, Bill Bannard. I always thought that in this particular
+game he never received the credit due him. In my opinion his run on
+that memorable day was the best I have ever seen. His running and
+dodging and his excellent judgment had no superior in the football
+annals of our day.
+
+"In speaking of great individual plays that have won close games, his
+name should go down with Charlie Daly, Clint Wyckoff, Arthur Poe, Snake
+Ames and Dudley Dean, for with Reiter's splendid interference in putting
+out the Harvard left end, Billy Bannard's touchdown gave Princeton the
+confidence to carry her to victory that day and to the ultimate
+championship two weeks later."
+
+
+Harry Hooper
+
+When Henry Hooper, one of Dartmouth's greatest players, was taken away,
+every man who knew Hooper felt it a great personal loss. Those who had
+seen him play at Exeter and there formed his acquaintance and later at
+Dartmouth saw him develop into the mighty center rush of the 1903
+Dartmouth team, idolized him.
+
+C. E. Bolser of Dartmouth, who knew him well, says:
+
+"Harry Hooper was a great center on a great team. The success of this
+eleven was due to its good fellowship and team work. The central figure
+was the idol of his fellow players. Such was Hooper. Shortly after the
+football season that year he was operated upon for appendicitis and it
+soon became evident that he could not recover. He was told of his
+plight.
+
+"He bravely faced the inevitable and expressed the wish that if he
+really had to go he might have with him at the last his comrades of the
+football field. These team mates rallied at his request. They surrounded
+him; they talked the old days over, and supported by those with whom he
+had fought for the glory of his college this real hero passed into the
+Great Beyond, and deep down in the traditions of Dartmouth and Exeter
+the name of Harry Hooper is indelibly written."
+
+The game of football is growing old. The ranks of its heroes are being
+slowly but surely thinned. The players are retiring from the game of
+life; some old and some young. The list might go on indefinitely. There
+are many names that deserve mention. But this cannot be. The list of
+thoroughbreds is a long one. Yours must be a silent tribute.
+
+Doctor Andrew J. McCosh, Ned Peace, Gus Holly, Dudley Riggs, Harry
+Brown, Symmes, Bill Black, Pringle Jones, Jerry McCauley, Jim Rhodes,
+Bill Swartz, Frank Peters, George Stillman, H. Schoellkopf, Wilson of
+the Navy and Byrne of the Army, Eddie Ward, Albert Rosengarten, McClung,
+Dudley and Matthews.
+
+Richard Harding Davis and Matthew McClung were two Lehigh men whose
+position in the football world was most prominent. The esteem in which
+they are held by their Alma Mater is enduring. I had talked with Dick
+Davis when this book was in its infancy. He was very much interested and
+asked that I write him a letter outlining what I would like to have him
+send me. Just before he died I received this letter from him. I regret
+he did not live to tell the story he had in mind.
+
+[Illustration: (Handwritten Letter)
+
+RICHARD HARDING DAVIS
+MOUNT KISCO
+NEW YORK
+
+April 2nd
+
+My Dear Edwards,
+
+Yes, indeed. As soon as I finish something I am at work on, I'll "think
+back", and write you some memoirs.
+
+With all good wishes
+
+Richard Harding Davis]
+
+His interest in football had been a keen one. He was one of the leaders
+at Lehigh, who first organized that University's football team. He was a
+truly remarkable player. What he did in football is well known to men of
+his day. He loved the game; he wrote about the game; he did much to help
+the game.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIII
+
+ALOHA
+
+
+"Hail and Farewell," crowded by the Hawaiians into one pregnant word!
+Would that this message might mean as much in as little compass. I can
+promise only brevity and all that brevity means in so vast a matter as
+football to a man who would love nothing better than to talk on forever.
+
+We know that football has really progressed and improved, and that the
+boys of to-day are putting football on a higher plane than it has ever
+been on before. We are a progressive, sporting public.
+
+Gone are the old Fifth Avenue horse buses, that used to carry the men to
+the field of battle; gone, too, are the Fifth Avenue Hotel and the
+Hoffman House, with their recollections of great victories fittingly
+celebrated. The old water bucket and sponge, with which Trainer Jim
+Robinson used to rush upon the field to freshen up a tired player, are
+now things of the past. To-day we have the spectacle of Pooch Donovan
+giving the Harvard players water from individual sanitary drinking cups!
+
+The old block game is no more. Heavy mass play has been opened up.
+To-day there is something for the public to _see_; something interesting
+to watch at every point; something significant in every move. As a
+result, greatly increased multitudes witness the game. No longer do
+football enthusiasts stand behind ropes on the side lines. The
+popularity of the game has made it necessary to build huge _stadia_ for
+the sport, to take the place of the old wooden stands.
+
+College games, for the most part, nowadays are played on college
+grounds. Accordingly the sport has been withdrawn from the miscellaneous
+multitude and confined to the field where it really belongs and the
+spirit of the game is now just what it should be--exclusively
+collegiate.
+
+Best of all, the modern style of play has made the game more than ever a
+heroic see-saw, with one side uppermost for a time only to jar the very
+ground with the shock of its fall.
+
+Yet, victorious or defeated, the spirit through it all is one of
+splendid and overflowing college enthusiasm. While there is abounding
+joy in an unforeseen or hard won victory there is also much that is
+inspirational in the sturdy, courageous, devoted support of
+college-mates in the hour of defeat.
+
+Isaac H. Bromley, Yale '53, once summed up eloquently the spirit of
+college life and sport in the following words:
+
+"These contests and these triumphs are not all there is of college life,
+but they are a not unimportant part of it. The best education, the most
+useful training, come not from the classroom and from books, but from
+the attrition of mind on mind, from the wholesome emulation engendered
+by a common aim and purpose, from the whetting of wits by good-natured
+rivalry, the inspiration of youthful enthusiasms, the blending together
+of all of us in undying love for our common Mother.
+
+"As to the future: We may not expect this unbroken round of victories to
+go on forever; we shall need sometimes, more than the inspiration of
+victory, the discipline of defeat. And it will come some day. Our
+champions will not last forever. Some time Stagg must make his last home
+run, and Camp his final touchdown. Some day Bob Cook will 'hear the dip
+of the golden oars' and 'pass from sight with the boatman pale.'
+
+"It would be too much to think that all their successors will equally
+succeed. It might be monotonous. But of one thing we may be
+assured--that whatever happens, we shall never fail to extend the meed
+of praise to the victors. We shall be hereafter, as in the past we have
+always been, as stout in adversity as we have been merry in sunshine."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+    "Then strip, lads, and to it
+    Though sharp be the weather;
+    And if, by mischance you should happen to fall
+    There are worse things in life
+    Than a tumble on heather
+    And life is itself, but a game, of football."
+
+
+
+
+[Transcriber's Note:
+
+Many words in this text were inconsistently hyphenated or spelled, so I
+have normalized them. The majority are football terms that originally
+appeared inconsistently as "full-back," "fullback," and "full back,"
+for example.]
+
+
+
+
+
+
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