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He sighed, and moved down the line to keep abreast of the teams, now five yards nearer the Hillton goal. "Crozier must come out in a moment," said a voice beside him. He turned to find Professor Beck, the trainer and physical director. "What a game he has put up, eh?" Gardiner nodded. "Best quarter in years," he answered. "It'll weaken us considerably, but I suppose it's necessary."
He has coached Hillton for three years, and the school has won two out of three of its big games during those years. The big game, as they call it, is the game on Thanksgiving Day with St. Eustace Academy, of Marshall. This fall it is played here.... "Please tell father that I am getting on well with my studies, but not to hope too much for the Goodwin Scholarship.
And I should like to go into tiresome detail over the game with St. Eustace, in which Joel made no star plays, but worked well and steadily at the position of left half-back, and thereby aided in the decisive victory for Hillton that Remsen had spoken of; for the score at the end of the first half was, Hillton 5, St. Eustace 0; and at the end of the game, Hillton 11, St. Eustace 0.
"Yes, brown paper," interpolated Neil. "And you have a complexion like a a football after a hard game." Neil grinned, then "By the way," he said, "did I tell you I'd heard from Crozier?" "About Billy and the ducks? And Gordon's not going back to Hillton? Yes, you got that at the beach; remember?" "So I did. 'Old Cro' will be up to his ears in trouble pretty soon, won't he?
Hillton suddenly hit up her stroke to thirty-four, to thirty-six, to thirty-eight, and, a bit ragged perhaps, but nevertheless at a beautiful speed, drew up to St. Eustace, shoved her nose a quarter length past, and hung there, despite St. Eustace's best efforts to shake her off.
If, instead of going on to the north, you had descended from the train, and had mounted to the seat beside "Old Joe," you would have made the acquaintance of a very worthy member of Hillton society, and, besides, have received a deal of information as the two stout grays trotted along.
Eustace spreads out; Cantrell, their center, places the ball; the referee's whistle sounds, the pigskin soars aloft, and the game is on. In charity toward Hillton let us pass over the first half as soon as may be.
The first half ended with the leather but ten yards from the north goal, and a great murmuring sigh of relief went up from the seats and from along the side-lines when the whistle sounded. Then the Hillton players, pale, dirty, half defeated, trotted lamely off the field and around the corner of the stand to the little weather-beaten shed which served for dressing room.
The Hillton stand cheered hoarsely, madly. "Line up! Line up!" cried the Blue's quarter. "Signal!" Then it was that St. Eustace made her fatal mistake. With the memory of the delayed pass which had won St. Eustace her previous touch-down in mind, the Hillton quarter-back was on the watch. The ball went back, was lost to view, the lines heaved and strained.
The cheering, which had ceased as the boats left the start, now began again as they approached the finish of the first quarter of the course. "Rah-rah-rah; rah-rah-rah; rah-rah-rah, Hillton!" rang out from the right bank. "S, E, A; S, E, A; S, E, A; Saint Eustace!" replied the left bank with a defiant roar of sound that was caught by the hills and flung back in echoes across the water.
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