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Show Harvard Wins Gorgeous Victory From Princeton Eddie Mahan Distinguishes Himself With an Extraordinary Volume of Business on a Very Bu3y Afternoon; Tibbott Also Stars. By DAMON JUJNYON. By Internal Ional News Service. PRINCETON. N. J., Nov. 6. Bo-giuciujr Bo-giuciujr this hv writing at the very top oi" thn verse, it should lifl announced that Harvard Jia just won a gorgeous football victory from Princeton. Tho score i.s 10 to 6. The time of this recording is approximately approxi-mately 4:14 p. m. At 4:15 p. m. tho gridirou in the Palmar stadium is cleared of football players and other encumbrances ami dancing becomes the order of what little lit-tle is Toft of the day. Snake dancing with the limbs lifted high and sat down far apart at each step is tiie popular evolution and .Harvard snake dancers ' are naturally the stars ol1 the occasion. Music by the Cambridge band. Refreshment, Re-freshment, Jertsey oz.one. Jt is all very exhilarating except for the Princeton folks. What follows hereafter is in the nature of a minute journal or diary concerning the movements move-ments of a man who came some distance dis-tance to see a football ganio generally regarded as the championship game of the year as far as the big college triumvirate tri-umvirate of the east is concerned, but as we set these words down in the oool of the skeeter state evening it occurs to us that wo are making a slight mistake. mis-take. Great Kicking Duel. Instead of a diary this should be moving picture scenery with the best part written for Edward Mahan ef Harvard, Har-vard, with Dave Tibbott of Princeton in a- most principal role, for Dave was a hero. The kicking duel between these young men came off just as advertised. Edward kicked one goal and David kicked two. .The pictures could sbow I them in the act of kicking and should be very interesting. Dave could not .beat the other ten fellows who supported Mahan. Ie bested best-ed Edward in the matter of field goals, but a touebdown in hand is worth two goals from the field any timV and Harvard Har-vard had a touchdown. But it was a grand game. At -1:18, as the snake dancers are still enjoying' their weird rites up and down the ifield ! aud the 30,000 persons who saw the ! game are filing out, we hear everybydyi - saying Harvard has the best team. Tt is the best team as a team, as a machine, ma-chine, and it was the best Mahan, too. "As ivTahan does, so will Harvard do," remarked Big Bill Edwards in his writ-ings writ-ings this morning, and as Mahan a- ways did considerable this afternoon, - Harvard had to keep right on her toes to make good Big Bill Edwards's predictions. pre-dictions. Words Fiayed and Worn, And now we must turn the clock back to an early hour of the morning and let it tick away for some moments through matters more or less extraneous. extra-neous. There are words to be said. Come hither words, and lend your impression im-pression to a column or so. The words responding to our call seem scarcely equal to the task imposed im-posed upon them. Some are lame and some are holt and others are blind, while they are all aged and decrepit. The wear and tear of many a football game is telling upon them. Our an-cient an-cient friends "blazes," for instance, 'are practically all in. 'Teeming thousands" thou-sands" can barely answer rolleall. "Fluttering pennons" are down and out. No one carries pennons to flutter around these big league football games ' any more anyway. But this thing ' must be done. Out of a morning that slipped across the derscy marshes, cool and blue, broke a brilliant sun which spatted the white spires of Princeton with silver light. The long reaches of flat land tv ere burnished to a rich gnd bv the butter of autumn. Here and there the t Miushine sparkled on some tiny stream . winding its way to be a platinum streak across a brownish base. Jt sounds like a scene from a Tif- , fi nay's, but that's the way it looked. How do wo know? A poet told us so. The Poet and the Morn. A poet came to our room at some unholy un-holy hour and besought us to arise and behold the gloaming glories of the mom. i He was a Princeton man before ho fell , to a poet's debased estate- He had stayed up all night, to give the glittering glitter-ing glories of the morn an inspection and ho was full of gloriesand everything. every-thing. Then he spoke of the dining room and of hot cakes and of the ravenous multitude multi-tude tiaat was descending upon th ! same. 0:110 u. m. r The poet was dead right about the glories und also about the hot cakes. Both are great. 10 a. m The lirat of numerous specials spe-cials from New York over the Pennsylvania Pennsyl-vania hub arrived. 10:10 a. m Vendors and Harvard men have made their appearance in Nassau Btreet. 10:11 a. m. Two Princeton men who got up unaccountably early have appeared ap-peared in the street ;ind are eyeing the Harvard people malevolently. 11:1a a. m. More pretty girls arrived. ar-rived. But it is time to snatch a hasty snack and be up and away to the scene of action. 3i:ll0 a. m.Here we go to the foot' ball arbor or asylum, picking our way through ordinary u placid streets now thronged with motor cars, pedestrians, i vendors, girs, newspaper men and what not. On the Scene. 1 2 We arri ve. We are present in Palmer stadium, which is large, commodious com-modious and has a southern exposure exposed to all the winds that blow, The field is green, The sky is a turquoise blue. Oh, you words. 1 p. m. Things are now stirring jn the stadium. Persons are arriving in large numbers. The Princeton student body and their band enter the stadium singing their battle glees and uttering the strange cries curious tp their sect. 1:55 p. m.-rThere is a lull and the entire Harvard squad appears, followed by the trainers, rubbers, doctors, Utter bearers,' cooks, ammunition carriers and nurses. The Princeton squad comes in just as big and twiee as healthy. There is more cheering of an organized nature and then the teams stretch out in long skirmish lines, a nifty looking gent in a white shirt and knickerbockers raises his hand and in the next second all is confusion, 2:02 p, m Tfc should be said here that the Princeton players' wear num. bets on their backs. The Waryurd men cannot be identified, but it. is known that one guv 'a name is Mahan. Hq looks it arjf) he is commencing to act it, Mahan in Action. 2:10 p. m. That Mahan fellow got up within forty yards of Princeton 'a goal and cut one loose from Jiif night foreleg at Princeton's points, but mipsed by the thickness of a blond hair. 2:lo p. m.An eighteen-yard for ward paws from that fellow Myhau to a youth identified ap Ho?te put the bal on Princeton's tweutyvard line. The ball .was then coufidecf to one King, and King galloped across the Jersey sward for a touchdown. Mahan kicked goal. Naturally Mahan did. 2:30 p. m. The period ended and alj the Harvard boys went to the side-Jines and partook of1 water from individual paper cups. 2:32 p. m. As the teams changed sides Princeton's Mr. Tibbott fumbled a pass and Oilman 'recovered the ball, Then with a delayed pass from a kick formation, Mahan slipped over a considerable con-siderable stretch of Pri nceton 's territory terri-tory to Princeton's ten-yard line. There was some scuffling and roofing around, and Mahan lugged the ball through a I mass of Princeton bone and sinew to j within inches of the Tiger goal. There Princeton held, and great was the jubilation jubi-lation on the Princeton side. But when Drigga kicked out from behind his own lines, Watson signaled for a fair catch on tine forty-yard chalk mark. Eddie Kicks GoaL 2:33 p. m. From the forty -yard line and .from placement Edward Mahan bounded the ball into the wind and uver the Tiger posts, 2:4j p. m. -Coming back over our diary for the past forty or fifty pages we note an amazing paucity of Princeton Prince-ton mention. Twas Princeton's oversight. over-sight. They gave us no provocation for meutiou up to this very minute, bea, beginning with the ball on the forty-yard line, we find Tibbott and Driggs punching IioIps in the Harvard line In the vicinity of the right guard, the excavations reaching on down to the Crimson twenty-yard district, where the Cambridge boys" sort of bucked up and put their heels Kchiiid and held. It was incumbent, upon Tibbott to kick a field goal from a difficult angle, which business he transacted with eclat and his right hoof. 3 p. m. The half etuis. 3:15 p. m, -The second half opened, A Princeton young man Joscs his jersey jer-sey in a scrimmage, and the rest' of the boys cluster about while his nakedness naked-ness is being rescreened. It is most embarrassing. Presently another Princeton lad loses his u'nment iouuble pants, or trousers, and there Js more clustering about. The gnnie is getting positively indecent, Prior to the yuints incident, however, Tibbott, l)riggn, Gljck and Shea push the ball down to Harvard's fifteen-yard line, a succession succes-sion qf runs occurring which has the Tiger stand roaring. Then Tibbott boots another field goal, standing on tho twenty-yarn' line. Nearing the Finish. 4 p, m.-rr-Nothing stirring except the football. Shadows lengthen across the t flak), after the custom of shadows. ' Princeton is unable to get anywhere in particular, though the boys are in there; trying, as you would say in baseball. There is a cry of indignation from the ! Prjncetou stand wheu it appears that Harvard is stalling for time. The crowd ; begins moving toward the exits, and the shades of Now Jersey night gradually grad-ually envelop the field. l midnight Note another hiatus in the journal. Princeton is again in coma. Not dead -not entirely but hibernating hi-bernating once more. The telegraph office is dark and silent. All but four old words capable of service have gone limping out over the wires. They are very veteran words, and await their turn, knowing that they will be called on to bear the brunt of many a story tomorrow morning. These four words are 4 'beaten, but not disgraced-,J |