Douglass," wound
up coach.
"I wish some one else had the job!" sighed Doug to himself.
"Fellows, the main game that is left," explained Wolgast to the
midshipmen, "is to keep West Point from scoring. As to our own
points, we have enough now---though more will be welcome."
Play began in the fourth period. At first it was nip and tuck,
neck and neck. But the Army braced and put the pigskin within
sixteen yards of the Navy's goal line. Then the men from Annapolis
seemed suddenly to wake up. Darrin, who had had little to do
in the last few plays, was now sent to the front again. Steadily,
even brilliantly, he, Dalzell and Jetson figured in the limelight
plays. Yard after yard was gained, while the Army eleven shivered.
At last it came to the inevitable. The Army was forced to use
another safety. Stinging under the sense of defeat, the cadet
players put that temporary chance to such good advantage that
they gradually got the pigskin over into Naval territory. But
there the midshipmen held it until the timekeeper interposed.
The fourth period and the game were over. West Point had gone
down in a memorable, stinging defeat. The Navy had triumphed,
ten to two.
What a crash came from the Naval Academy Band! Yet the Military
Academy Band, catching the spirit and the tune, joined in, and
both bands blared forth, the musicians making themselves heard
faintly through all the tempest of huzzas.
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