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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.
Porter from his place of vantage beside her kept her plate heaped with delicacies, calmly removed the breast of chicken from his own plate to hers, all but fed her with a spoon when she refused to more than nibble at her meal. DeWitt's special night-mare was that drafts were blowing on her.
She saw John DeWitt's protesting face, and tears of weakness and despair ran silently down her cheeks. Kut-le strode rapidly and, unhesitatingly over the course she had followed so painfully and in a few moments they were among the waiting Indians. Kut-le put Rhoda in her saddle, fastened her securely and put a Navajo about her shoulders. The night's misery was begun.
His eyes were black with feeling and his close-pressed lips twitched. "Rhoda," he said at last, "I thought most of the savage had been civilized out of me. But I tell you now that if ever I get a chance I shall kill that Apache with my bare hands!" Rhoda laid her hand on DeWitt's arm. "Kut-le, after all, has done me only a great good, John!" "But think how he did it! The devil risked killing you!
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. 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.
Almost almost the secret of life itself seemed to bare itself to the girl's wide eyes. The white men watched her aghast. There was a desperate, hunted look in DeWitt's tired face. Rhoda turned back. "I know what I'm saying," she replied. "But I tell you that this thing is bigger than I am! I have fought it, defied it, ignored it. It only grows the stronger!
But my brain is so tired it seems to have been off duty. I could hold that trail single-handed from the upper terrace for a week." "Just remember," said Rhoda quickly, "that I've asked you not to shoot to kill!" Again the hard light gleamed in DeWitt's eyes. "I shall have a few words with him first, then I shall shoot to kill.
There was protest in his voice against Rhoda's being interested in an Indian's suggestion. Both Rhoda and Cartwell felt this and there was an awkward pause. This was broken by a faint halloo from the corral and DeWitt rose abruptly. "I'll go down and meet Jack," he said. "We'll do a lot of stunts if you're willing," Cartwell said serenely, his eyes following DeWitt's broad back inscrutably.
Rhoda, just think! You are going to live! To live! You will not be my wife just for a few months, as we thought, but for years and years!" They stood in silence for a time, each one busy with the picture DeWitt's words had conjured. Then DeWitt emptied the pipe he had been smoking. "Yonder is our peak, by Jove! It looked just so in the moonlight last night. I didn't recognize it by daylight.
The other horses had run out into the desert back to the last spring they had camped at, Porter said. To DeWitt's great disappointment, the horses carried only blankets, and the burro was loaded with bacon and flour. There were none of Rhoda's personal belongings. The animals were in good condition, however, and the men annexed them to their outfit gladly.
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