Quarter-Back Bates

teams were made up largely of very hefty sons of the soil, averaging slightly older than Parkinson's representatives and invariably out-weighing them. As a rule Parkinson won because of

welcome when it trotted onto Parkinson Field as did the brown-and-white eleven. Its me

ched the contest from seats in a stand. Cumner showed up unusually formidable during the ten or fifteen minutes of practice that prece

rly as slow as they generally do. And that black-headed giant down there hasn't missed a goal yet, althoug

n twenty points, maybe," said

that time. I remember I had heart disease when Sinclair got ready to try that goal. An

all!" asked Dick. "I

for individual work. Of course, if you're a backfield player in football you have more show to work 'on your own,

shouldn't have got him started,

rkendall. Opposed to them were eleven heavier and yet apparently rangy youths. Even the Cumner quarter-back must have tipped the scales at a hundred and fifty, and the ends were unusually weighty for their positions. But Cumner soon showed that weight and speed may go together. The kick-off fell on her twenty

was forced to punt. But three minutes later the ball was hers again, for Kirkendall, tackled on an end run, had dropped it and a Cumner youth had fallen on it. Again came a forward, this time far

ow about that?"

me," sai

tell you that I sme

They won't try any more forwards.

e, brought across from the other side of her line, and a back for the purpose. But, although the hundred or more Cumner supporters yelled in triumph and a touchdown seemed imminent, Parkinson for the time staved off a score. Two straight plunges at the left of her centre gained only two yards, and the Cumner right half walked back to kicking position. The angle, however, was difficult

oom?" he demanded. "Dick, I don't want to say anything that might be construed into a c

y soon. Those farmers have found someone to teach them football. They know the game.

I don't have to wait five minutes. Say what are those

ty close together. Her backs adopted the "basket formation" well behind the line, for it seemed that Cumner's queer arrangement of her players must portend some novel type of forward-passing. Yet, when centre lined the ball back to the quarter, nothing extremely novel developed. The outspread line dashed forward straight toward the opponent's goal and the quarter, delaying a moment, sped off at a slight angle, the ball cupped

, for after a moment of hesitation he made a tentative stride to the right, stopped, faced the attack undecidedly and then dashed away at a surprising speed toward the right side of the field. A back had already shot off in that direction and was some fifteen yards beyond the quarter when the latter, deftly eluding the Parkinson left tackle, whirled, stopped and shot the ball away at a lateral pass. Parkinson had unconsciously drawn in toward the quarter-back, even her left half having wandered from his position, and when the Cumner half, catching the pass neatly, again threw th

a waiting left guard, their howls and cheers arose from across the field. Sid forebore to say "I told you so," but Stanl

rter and once in the third. In the second she slammed her way to Cumner's seven yards, lost ten yards on a penalty, and failed of a field-goal by inches only. In the third period she reached her opponent's four yards only to have Kirkendall's last effort fail by a scant six inches. That was bitter medicine to the Brown-and-W

e had any right to get licked today. That flukey play of Cumner's that got them their score may have been unpreventable, although I don't think so, but where we fell down hard wa

hat last play. We'd hammered their centre three times and they were looking for us to

stopped a score if the line had busted, Dick. You see, we needed only a yard at the last and we'd have got it if their centre had weakened a bit more. It's easy to criticise from the grand-stand, but it's likely that Stone knew more than

ence. Hang it, I wish we'd tried a goal from the field that last time. Even three points would be someth

ertain he wouldn't be satisfied with three points when he might get seven. Not Bob! He

" muttered Stan. "You

n't amount to much; six innings and we to use second-string pitchers; but it's likel

w. What abou

. Is it much

. I'll go if you do, I

you. Will many of

h intends going. Well, see you later

. "This is movie night! Oh, you Douglas Ha