Show “An Almighty Good Sail” Bv One Who Didn’t Co The Sabbath bells were ringing Sunday morning Nov 5 1905 and out on the chilly frosty air of No- vember floated the fragments of the hymn sang by the faithful “Oh what can the matter be” as the sixteen husky foot-ba- ll youngsters otherwise known as the Inmates of Big John’s Day Nursery trudged through the piles of fallen leaves towards Logan’s red tiled railroad station In a few minutes the farewell and enthusiastic “send off” committee arrived at the aforesaid red roofed depot accompanied by wreaths (Union Blossoms’ smoke) and yards of college colors This committee was composed of Elongated V Ammussen and William Batt (son of C) whose cheers and songs woke those sleeply burghers who had tarried too long the night before and who wrere suffering from “magnum caput” on the morning afterwards Long and hard did the valiant committee cheer and it looked as if they (the committee) really liked it (Nobody else could J Finally the combination and saccharine special train composed of an engine a tender a d coach and ten miserable looking furniture cars arrived on the scene Into the coach piled the foot-ba- ll “terriers” and soon they loop-the-lo- bob-taile- op windows appeared at the rattle-tra- p When the man in the van said “all aboard and the man at the throttle “pulled ’er loose” the respective lips of the respective football “heroes-to-be- ” began to gyrate Inciin geometrical proportions dentally each of the aforesaid “heroes-to-be- ” clawed the air in a suspicious manner as if they had been there before Vic nudged the son of C and whispered “Everybody knows that the bunch is clear off but usually they are calm as burnt sirloins Say Bill do you believe they are plumb locoed from skinning All Hallows?” This above mentioned son usually known as Bill Batt looked contemptuous and said “Nothin’s matter with ’em only they imagines they’ve each got a gurl and they’re each kissin’ good by” This saintly committee dropped their heads until the special had disappeared and then the duet adjourned to Bob’s where a coke wras devoured Cache Junction wras reached by Big John and his pets and he proceeded to point out to one or two of the new youngsters the way which leads to Seattle and a 43 to o score but the kids preferred to wrait for walking is too cheap After the north bound regular was boarded each disciple of the grid- - |