JOY AT ITHACA

The Cornell-Dartmouth football game was the only contest witnessed by your correspondent in five years during which he so lost himself that he rose up in the press box and yelled at the skies with delight.

That game witnessed the triumphal return of Al Marsters to his 1927 form, saw Shep Wolff, fit again, match Marsters with a dazzling exhibition of football, and Tommy Longnecker run his team like a veteran. Cornell was subdued, 28-0, before a meagre handful of Dartmouth students and alumni, and 25,000 Cornell rooters saw their team swamped by an inspired Dartmouth crew. It was a day of balm after three successive defeats.

Marsters was all he should have been this year had he not been injured. He side slipped and dodged to three touchdowns, and his running mate Wolff ran a kickoff back 90 yards for a score. Take the opinion of a humble correspondent, and watch this man Wolff during the next two years. If he can keep out of the injured class, he will be another brilliant football star, for he can forward pass better than Marsters or Oberlander, and that is not a statement made in the heat of the moment. Longnecker, after a period of drought on the scrubs for two years, comes closer to being the prototype of MacPhail than anyone we have seen. He booted all four goals after touchdown, and completely baffled the Cornell defense, which has always been avowedly weak on passes.