upset—as was the runner—by Clif, who made what was possibly the one perfect tackle of his football career to date.
Minster's second score followed closely on the beginning of the second half, and this time a blocked punt gave her her chance. Johnny Thayer got the ball away nicely enough, but in some manner a Minster forward leaked through "Babe," and his nose got squarely in the path of the ball. There was no question about that, for the evidence was prominent all during the rest of the battle! The ball rebounded, probably in great astonishment, and was secured by a Minster guard on Scrub's seventeen yards. From there the visitors took it by short and certain plunges across the line in just eight plays, and, although the pass was good this time, and although the Minster quarter had plenty of time to kick, the pigskin, perhaps still unnerved by its recent experience, went wide of the goal. So when, in the middle of the final period, Clif, taking a forward-pass from Thayer on Minster's twenty-six yards, scampered with it across the last trampled white mark, victory depended on the try-for-point. And when "Hop" took Stiles's place and sent the "old melon" fair and true across the bar the small contingent of Wyndhamites made enough noise for a whole cheering section!
News of the Wyndham-Toll's game didn't reach the school until just before supper time, but when it came it was wonderful! Wyndham 33, Toll's 6! The Dark Blue had bettered Wolcott's score by ten points! It had
