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Left Guard Gilbert

Chapter 9 THE WIDTH OF A FINGER

Word Count: 3139    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

said, "a copy of this week's Brimfield Times, which tells of an incident of which I had not learned. In telling of a fire on Saturday night last which destroyed a barn and damaged other buildings on

s that of the paper. Possibly the Times is misinformed with regard to the heroic young firemen, although I hope not. I should be very pleased to discover that they were really Brimfieldians. If they were, if they are b

at the principal, Clint studied the back of the head in front of him most interestedly, Don observed the scar in his hand absorbedly and Tom grinned because Steve Edwards was whispering from the side of his mouth

over-modest. Well, if they won't speak for themselves perhaps someone else will volunteer to wrest t

ramping of feet as though someone was about to get up. But no one did, and some of the younger boys i

ad been there you'd have performed quite as well as these

ranged himself beside Tim on the way out. "Ge

t. If he did he'd have named us, sure as shooting. The funny part of it is that he hasn't thought about what t

Harry Walton would blab.

he did, and he naturally thinks I was along, but he doesn't kno

t he isn't mean enough for that. Gee, but i

l, "he wouldn't do much to us, I guess. It wasn't our fault the

Josh's nonsense. I'm going to get a cop

py of it in my possession! It would be circumstantial evidence, or corroborative evidence

ing, but the general opinion was to the effect that the local paper had erred. One fellow made the suggestion in Don's hearing that if faculty woul

would make against that very worthy opponent was a far more absorbing subject for speculation. Benton had been defeated handily enough

od was a bitterly contested punting duel in which Rollins, and, later, St. Clair came off second best. But the difference in the kicking of the rival teams was not sufficient to allow of much advantage, and the first ten-minute set-to ended without a score. In fact, neither team had been at any time within scoring distance of the other's goal line. When play began again Benton changed her tactics and started a rushing game that for

of the field. The Benton quarter made no effort to touch it while it was bounding toward the goal line, for with both Edwards and Holt hovering about him a fumble might easily have resulted, and it was only when the pigskin had settled down to a slow, toppling roll and it was evident that it did not mean to go over the line that the Benton quarter seized it. What happened then was little short of a

is left elbow, was out of the mêlée, with a clear field before him and two Benton players guarding his rear. Crewe made a desperate effort to get him near the thirty-yard line, but the interference was too much for him, and after that, although Brimfield trailed the runner to the goal line and over, there was no doubt as to the result. And wh

erably, and Benton had to be satisfied with those six points. Probably she was, for she cheered madly and incessantly while the period lasted and then spent the half-time singing triumphant paean

n end made good gains and took the ball down the field with only one halt to Benton's twenty-three yards. There the military academy team solved a fake-kick and St. Clair was laid low behind his line. Rollins made up the lost distance and a little more besides, and finally, with the ball on Benton's nineteen

and Edwards varying the monotony by sweeping around behind and launching himself off on wide runs. But the advance slackened near

e yards to gain, swung into the other side and pushed a half-back through for the distance. Carmine replaced McPhee and Holt went back to end position. Benton once more thrust at Gafferty and, although the secondary defence plugged the hole, went through for two yards. Time was again called and this time the trainer led Joe Gafferty of

post. Captain Edwards implored his men to block the kick and comparative quiet fell over the field. Back shot the ball and the quarter's foot swung at it, but the left side of the Benton line crumbled and Hall and Crew

ued weak. Coach Robey sent in Compton to replace Steve Edwards and, later, Howard for St. Clair. With the best part of five minutes left, Brimfield hoped to put over a winning touchdown, and the backs responded gallantly to Carmine's demands. Near the enemy's forty-yard line Rollins threw

isest play. So Rollins dropped back to the twenty and stretched his arms. But Benton was sure a forward was to result and when the ball went back her attempts to block the kick were not very enthusiastic. That was fortunate for Brimfield, for Thursby's pass had been short and Rollins had to pick the ball from the turf before he could swing at it. That delay was almost his undoing, since the Benton forwards were now trickling through, and it was only by the veriest good

line and so Carmine sent Gordon off around the left end. But Gordon couldn't find the hole and was run down for no gain. A forward pass, Carmine to Compton, laid the ball on the forty-eight yards. Howard slid off rig

by, his eyes darting from the galloping hand of his watch to the players. "Twenty-nin

ood! Left tackle over! 27

ough the scattered right side of the enemy's line, challenged only by the end, who made a desperate attempt at a tackle but failed, and, with only the opposing quarter between him and the goal line, raced like the wind. Abou

went staggering, stumbling on. Again he fell, on the five-yard line, and again the Benton quarter dived for him. But Carmine was not to be stopped with the line only five short yards away. He wrested himself to his feet again, the arms of the Benton quarter squirmin

he line! Carmine wept frankly when he heard the decision and Tom Hall had to be held away from the referee,

be satisfied with a drawn game. But she wasn't very successful, and for the

of Billings. "You come to us Monday, Don," said the captain. "Robey told me to tell you. Joe Gafferty's got a

he was l

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