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The Football Game (a. d. 2oid
Have you got a smoke? for the box is so much pret-
"Here is the rooters' section, Susie. We must get with the bunch and help them out, for you know we said at the rally last night that we were going to yell today.   This game means so much."
" Yes, Bess, there they go now0, I am just so excitedNell, the cheer leader, is calling for 'Shame on Cenlrille'. let's join in."
"Shame on Cenlrille, Shame on CentrilleThey can'1 play football, no they can't.   They're horrid, they're horrid, they're horrid!"
"That yell makes them so mad.   Let's sit here. Yes, I will lake a Piedmont, hut I like Murads better, t icr.    Here's a light. "
"Look, Susie, right over there in the next section. Sarah Mott has brought that Lorey boy. You know Jack Lorey. He's a swell looker, isn't be? He's a nice fellow, too. I took him to the Delta Mu dance last week and kept five dances for myself. They say he has money. There's a nice chance for some girl, 1 came near proposing to him myself thai night."
" We must beat Cen-trille today. Those girls would  go  wild  if they
won. They won the ping pong and tic-tac-toechampionship, and they think they arc some athletes. And they play ringers, loo. Thai Fannie Jabo that plays rigid guard for ('en I rille played summer I iddledew inks three years ago. and I can prove it ! "
"Don'1 you like the game better since they changed thai rule about tackling? You know last year one had to tap the girl carrying the ball, on the right shoulder, and say 'Will you please stop?' Bui il was found thai this mussed up the runner's suit so that it had to be changed, and the Rules Committee met and decided that the runner would have to hold out her left arm when carrying the ball, and thai to be tackled she must be touched on the left wrist and be told to 'Please stop.' "
"There come the Ilagerinan boys! Aren't they pretty? They do flirt though, all of them.     They say that Mr. Lundy, llic chapcronc, dirts worse than any of
the boys."
"O, the game will start in a minute There goes the referee to put the ball in the center of the field. That stand they have for the ball is so neat. The centerpiece on the top is made of real lace. I think they might tie blue ribbon around the ball instead of red, even if it is out of courtesy to Centrille."
"Captain Mary wins the choice, and she is lining our team up to receive the ball. Look, their captain is spinning the dial now to see how far they kick the ball. Fine! The pointer stopped on twenty yards, and it is our ball on the thirty-five yard line. It is time to yell now. What is it she said? Hipity Hus? All right, let her go."
"Hipity hus, Hipity hus, Wrhat on earth's the matter with us? Nothing at all, Nothing at all. We are the girls that play football!"
"Look! big Sally is to carry the ball. Did you see that Centrille player? That was horrid, and she ought to be put off the field. Didn't you see her? She reached over and pulled Ruby's hair while the referee was not looking. Of course, she ought to be penalized ten yards, that umpire knows her business, even if she does paint."
"Nowr, Big Sally, show them what you can do! Hurray, she gained fifteen yards before they could get to her wrist. What's that? Why, that referee don't know anything. She is a rotten referee. Big Sallystepped on one of their player's feet.   Why didn't she get her foot out of the way?   0, this is awful!"
"Time out. Is it one of our girls? It is Anna Belle! Wonder what is the mailer? She is calling for a powder puff. One of those rough Centrille girls brushed her arm against Ann's face.   Those Centrille players are a mean bunch."
"0 my, isn't it grand! Mary gained twenty-five yards by that end play. That was good interference. One of their girls is laid out What is it? Just her hat.   She will have to straighten it."
"Horrors! Sally fumbled the ball and their left What for? 0, the ribbon came off the ball. Let Mary nice bow.   Now, it is their ball on their forty-yard line.
"Joy! Big Sally broke through the line and touched the runner's wrist, behind the line. She will be captain next year. Five yards' loss. 0 my, stop her, stop her! Can't anybody stop her? Their right half has passed every one of our girls except Mary. Mary must get her or it means a touchdown. Look how cool she is. She stops to feel her belt. Good Mary! It is up to you. Can she do it? That girl is the fastest walker Centrille has. They are nearly together now. She tries to dodge. She is by Mary! No, she is not. How grand! Wasn't that a good play?   Mary reached over and touched her wrist with one finger as she passed."
"We have got to hold them now. It looks like a score against us unless something happens. What is the referee blowing her whistle for? 0 goody! The first half is up!"
" 'this game is too exciting for anything. It is the best of the season decidedly. If we win this game we will have a petticoat parade tonight.   We will go by and
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