Graham B Forbes

"Oh, what a splendid kick " The yellow pigskin football went whizzing through the air, turning over and over in its erratic flight. "Wow Look at old Sorreltop run, will you?" "He's bound to get under it, too. That's going some, fellows Oh, shucks " "Ha ha a fumble and a muff, after all That's too bad, after such a great gallop. Now Clack's got the ball, and a clear field ahead for a run Go it, you wild broncho Say, look there, will you, Tony; Ralph West thinks he can tackle that flying tornado " "Will he? Maybe, maybe not, fellows " called out the ever-skeptical Jack Eastwick, as he watched the rapidly nearing figures. Jack was on the regular team, but not playing that afternoon. "There, he's done it Wasn't that tackle a screamer, though? That man West belongs with the regulars. He's too good for the scrub team.