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By-and-by the bugler came into view, stopped at our station, stood to attention and "Peep, peep, peep, peep." he went. The military was not to be denied, they had given him a referee's whistle. That was the same occasion when the ship's liquor store was broached and some of the guards were the worse for wear.
Several spectators began to explain, passionately, furiously, that the referee's action was utterly bereft of common sense and justice; and I gathered that a less gentlemanly crowd would undoubtedly have lynched the referee. The explanations died down, and everybody except me resumed his fierce watch on the field.
This time the burst of song became so jubilantly noisy that the president of the college half rose in his seat as though to signal for order, then, apparently changing his mind, settled himself in his chair, smiling broadly. Immediately the song ended the referee's whistle blew and the great game began.
Corner him, Joe! Smash him! Stand, you cook, and take your punishment!" Big Jack fixed the last speaker with a scowl. "What do you want a murder?" he growled. The referee's sympathies were clearly veering to Sam's corner. Big Jack, whatever his shortcomings, was a good sport, and Joe was showing a disposition to fight foul. Jack watched him closely in the clinches.
The bleachers chanted eleven counts, the referee's whistle blew, and the game was done! The air for the wing of the sparrow, The bush for the robin and wren, But always the path that is narrow And straight for the children of men. Oh, it is excellent To have a giant's strength, but tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Like mad the whole twenty-two players darted for the yellow spheroid. There was a mixup, a confused mass of struggling forms, an indiscriminate whirlwind of waving arms and legs, and then, after the frantic blowing of the referee's whistle, and when, slowly, player after player crawled off the heap, Frank emerged, somewhat bruised and dazed, but with the precious ball tucked under his arm.
In the play each man would fight his hardest; after the whistle blew, friendship ruled. The referee's whistle had blown when Ernst was caught in a trap. Boris pushed on into a smaller room. Here Fred saw a man he would have known anywhere as Boris's father, and, for that matter, as some close relative of his mother.
In the silence that followed the finish of the count, and the referee's awarding words, Dick Prescott's voice broke in, as soft and cool as ever: "In fifteen minutes, Mr. Dennison, I'll be ready for you!" Furlong sprang forward to protest. "See here, old ramrod, don't be foolish." "I can handle it as well tonight as at any time," Dick laughed as coolly as ever.
After which, it was a pity that the actual fight did not quite live up to its referee's introduction. Dramatically, there should have been cautious sparring for openings and a number of tensely contested rounds, as if it had been the final of a boxing competition.
They know the last day for serving the demurrer in Bilbank against Terwilliger and whether or not you can tax a referee's fee as a disbursement in a bill of costs; they are experts on the precise form for orders in matrimonial actions and the rule in regard to filing a summons and complaint in Oneida County; they stand between the members of the firm and disagreeable clients; they hire and discharge the office boys; they do everything from writing a brief for the Supreme Court of the United States down to making the contract with the window cleaners; they are the only lawyers who really know anything and they were once promising young men, who have found out at last that life and the Sunday-school books are very far apart; but they run the works and make the law a gentleman's profession for the rest of us.
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