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 - AT THE GREAT GAME. Tltfs City Well Represented...
AT THE GREAT GAME. Tltfs City Well Represented On the Field Where Tale and Princeton Princeton Battled. WAS A SPECTACULAR EVENT From a Staff Correspondent of Truth. The New Haven, Conn., Nov. 20 Scran - tonians held a reunion, on Yale field .Saturday afternoon at the thirtieth annual annual foot ball match of Yale with Princeton.' Of the latter team, James L. Cooney, of Scranton,' Is "captain. They wanted Cooney and 'his. men to win, and with their voices tuned to the song of Victory, ...they., shouted courage to the ' brave Scranton boy, struggling on the big field, before. 10,000 persons, against crushing odds. v... Cooney heard the cry of his home admirers and made the best of every opportunity, but Yale won by a score of 23 to 4.' The Electric City - chap," wearing the Tiger stripes, did one thing that the entire entire country regarded as Impossible Of accomplishment. iThat was when he directed directed a play which resulted In the only score of the year being; made against Yale, and it saved Princeton from a whitewash. In Itself, it was a victory over the Bulldog eleven. ; It resulted from the signal that led to a drop goal on a fair catch by Right End Tooker, on Yale's 43 - yard line, a "few minutes before the game ended. The play sustained sustained Princeton's best traditions for eleventh hour surprises. THOSE FROM SCRANTON. - Those from Scranton who saw. the game were: Colonel H. A. Coursen, At torney James H. Torrey,.; Mr., and Mrs. H. H. Brady, Mrs. H. P. Simpson, Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer B. . Fuller, - Miss Steele, Attorney W. J. Torrey,, Attorney John F. ' Scragg," Attorney ' George E. Rice and wife. Attorney Frank E. Donnelly. Donnelly. Attorney James H. Bell, Attorney T. A. Donahoe, Douglas Torrey, Eugene Cusick, Frank J. O'Hara, ' Councilman James P.. Maloney, Pe.tP.rjGrlmes,iBert Gallagher, Edward ' O'Malley, Harold Scragg. Robert Scragg," John Louis, Miss Elizabeth Cusick and 'Miss Jessie Scragg. . Attorney James H.. Torrey - and party had an eventful ride from the railroad station out to the foot ball field, which is about three miles 'away.' There was great excitement in the. town, - as the street railway system suddenly became crippled, and it begaji to look as though tnousanas eouia not reacn tne neia in time to see the game. The foot ball management had prepared to delay the game in case the street cars were unable unable to bring in the thousands on time. While the cars were crawling along in snail fashion and bulging with passengers, passengers, plunged in a frenzy over the delay, hundreds jumped upon any kind of a vehicle which appeared to be superior superior to the cars in covering ground. Mr. Torrey and his party wanted to get to the game on time. An expressman expressman from the rural districts came Jogging Jogging along and they hailed him. Before Before he would agree to take the Torrey Torrey party to the game, the latter had to pay him almost a month's wages. That was rather steep for a ride on a hard board placed in a vehicle of that sort, but It was either pay the price or miss the game. Needless to say the price was paid. The driver lashed his nag Into a gallop, while the party laughed and chatted merrily on the way. They passed miles of crowded street cars filled with passengers who looked upon them with envious eyes, because the rickety express wagon drawn by the bow - legged horse and driven by a man with bucolic whiskers, was going faster than the elegant street cars owned by a corporation capitalized at a half million dollars. POWER TURNED OX. ' But the luck was not bound to be all one - sided. The Torrey party got half way out to the field when several things happened. The street car system system had been quickly repaired and the full power was now on, sending ths cars In leaps over the rails to the field. The tables were thoroughly turned, RULERS OF THE WORLD. Meat Bating Nations Are the Leaders In Every Branch of Human Achievements. The ruling nations of the world are meat eaters and history , records that they always have been, Vegetarians and food cranks may explain explain this In any way they choose, but the fact remains that the Americans, English, French, Russians and Germans Germans are meat - eating nations and they are also the most energetic and most progressive. The principal food of the heroic Boer soldier, known as Biltong, is a sort of dried beef, affording a great deal of nourishment in a highly concentrated form. The weak races of people are the rice - eating Chinese, Hindoos, mid Siamese, Siamese, regarded since the dawn of history history as non - progressive, superstitious and inferior physically and mentally to the meat - eating nations who dominate dominate them. The structure of the teeth plainly indicates that human beings should subsist upon a variety of food, meat, fruit and grains, and It is unhygienic to confine one's diet to any one of those classes to the exclusion of another. Meat iB the most concentrated and most easily digested of foods, but our manner of living is often so unnatural that the digestive organs refuse to properly digest meat, eggs and similar nutritious and wholesome food, but it is not because such food is unwholesome, unwholesome, but the real reason is that the SCAIIIIIAS and the fast express from the farm had come to Brief. And the inevitable small boy was the cause of It. The driver caught . him stealing a ride "on behind," and struck at him once or twice with the whip. The urchin dodged each time and stuck like fly - paper. Finally th ariver became exasperated and was mad all over. He drew up Napoleon with a jerk. Leaping off the vehicle, ne mane a dasn ror the youngster "on behind," and grabbed him before he could escape. He then made a vicious assault upon the boy, despite the pro testations of the occupants of the ve - hlcle and the thousands on the crowd' ed thoroughfare. A number of students formed a flying wedge and took the whip from the driver. He remonstrated with them. but they declined to give it back. The jarmer then "'jumped upon the wagon box and drove to , the game. He lost the race with the street cars, because he, would not let a boy ride "on be hind." TIGER PUTS BULLDOG' ON BACK. Outside of a fumble - by Quarter lies: Dillon, - probably due to stage - fright, fifteen minutes after the game opened, Princeton outplayed Yale In the first half and almost had Eli In a genuine state of panic. , The Tigers' brace was unlooked for and most of the playing for the remainder of the first half was in Yale's territory with the Bulldog on the defensive. Amazing Amazing as it was, Princeton hit the Blue line for repeated gains and came up the field on a gallop. The teams swayed from side to side of the exDan - sive field and several - times Yale's goal was menaced. It can be stated with a deal of truth, that Princeton was prevented from scoring in the first half by the frequent Imposition of penalties. witnout this punishment due to the eagerness of the Tiger to devour the Bulldog, it is a safe bet that Princeton Princeton would have scored three touch downs. YALE'S KICKING WINS. The betting was even after the first half and the Yale advocates wore worried worried expressions on their faces during the intermission. But In the meantime Yale had Increased her strength two fold by a new line of attack. They owe the victory to their kicking, which was good at all times. When It came to line plunges, Princeton had the call. NOT THAT KIND OF "23." Although Yale grave Princeton "23" when she administer defeat to the lat - terin the greatest foot ball game of the season, the critics here agree that the self - same "23" was not given in the decisive sense it is employed by the sporting world, and which George M. Cohan has given everlasting fame in his - never diminishing comedv. "Little Johnnie Jones." On the other hand. Yale men concede a victory of no small proportion to their opponents because Princeton succeeded in scoring at all. The struggle between the growling Bull - dog and the purring Tiger as witnessed witnessed from the side line, the nearest point of approach to the battling elevens, elevens, forces the conviction that the score is no indication of the mighty test of strength and skill that kept 40,000 spectators spectators In a frenzy of delight. With even odds they would not score. Princeton's captain, James L. Cooney, of Scranton, the brains of the Tiger eleven, sizing up the first situation for a score, quick as flash gave the signal which resulted in a drop goal from the field, kicked by the Tiger's bright end, Tooker, from Yale's 43 - yard line. A few minutes before the game ended. As the full meaning of the daring feat about to be attempted, dawned upon the vast assemblage, the noise of excitement excitement stopped for a second and the enthusiasts with eyes almost bulging from their sockets and necks strained to the point of aching, stared fixedly in the direction of the play, when Tooker with stern resolve and quick decision sent the ball sailing in the air between the Yale goal posts for a score of 4 points. Hutchinson's 70 - yard run and his sensational jump over the head of his Tiger opponent and still running when caught, were also marvelous accomplishments accomplishments from scientific and spectacular spectacular view points. NEW HAVEN PICTURESQUE. New Haven never dressed more gor geously in Yale blue. Every building naa a uasn or it and thousands in the town wore it. The women in their Alice blue gowns, which is this sea son's fashion decree, might have been clothed in Yale blue and the difference could not be noticed, because both snaaes are alike. Many women wora the color more for Yale's sake than to conform with the dictates of Dame Fashion. On this account. New Haven never presented a more gorgeous picture on t lie occasion of a foot ball game. Mas sive blue flags, containing large white "Ys," flapped and fluttered in the breeze under a clear sky. The temperature was just low enough to send the blood a - tingling through the veins. The blue flag, bearing the "Y," hung over the entrances of private residences. Here and there could be seen the Orange and Black, Princeton's colors. Countless fakirs lined the roads for miles, selling both colors and shouting, "Get your winning colors." Special trains, miles long, ran to New Haven from New York city every few minutes. J he cars were crowned with gay throngs, showing how blithesome so ciety becomes on the occasion which brings the country's giants together in the year's great, big game of foot ball The variety of ways for showing loyalty loyalty to the elevens by wearing the dif ferent colors were attractive. The Hags, ribbons and badges were there, but the newest designs were yellow and blue bands for the sleeve, containing "P" or "Y" in large letters. Yale field whs a perfect riot of color. Each side had its brass band, its yells and bells, to "make a noise like a foot ball game," and they did it. The vast field, inclosed on four sides until tiers of seats, a hundred deep, and with humanity humanity packed upon them, made a spectacle spectacle that left a lasting imprint on the mind of the observer. Such a sight can only bo a compliment to a liberal education. education. JEROME K. BARRETT.

Clipped from The Scranton Truth20 Nov 1905, MonPage 3

The Scranton Truth (Scranton, Pennsylvania)20 Nov 1905, MonPage 3
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