Suspense Instead of Thrills

It was a queer game in that there were no thrilling plays but instead a stifled suspense all afternoon. We were used to seeing the Dartmouth line hold by now and it was just an Oh-Lord-How-Long attitude. The Stadium clock was watched in its halting round toward the end of the game. The slim lead was still good; it was late in the fourth quarter and Harvard had the ball on the 40-yard line.

Then it happened. Barry Wood faded back and threw. The ball had a high trajectory as it sailed into Morton's territory. Carl Hageman, the stocky Harvard end, was down under it with Morton clinging to him all the way. We even heaved a sigh of relief in its flight, for Hageman was well covered. But the ball came down, went between Morton's upraised hands and there was Hageman stepping into the promised land from the five-yard line. Barry Wood's goal was true and Harvard was ahead. There was that feeling of sudden panic and an asking if it were true; an unbelieving thing had come to pass.

Dartmouth had to blow the works. Morton passed on the first play after taking Wood's punt and the ball was gathered in by Ward Donner, 32 yards away. Donner was near the sidelines with Harold Mackey in front of him and he managed to rip off 18 yards more before being forced outside by Wood.

First down on the Harvard 18-yard line and the seconds ticked away. Bill Morton shot his entire bolt on the next play as he raised his hands for silence. The ball came back to McCall on a crazy bounce from center. Bill had to scramble for it before setting it up and then Morton kicked. High and handsome but a fatal curve blown by the wind as it neared the goal post. On an errant breeze the ball missed becoming three points and victory by a scant few yards, and the final score was Harvard 7, Dartmouth 6.