Yale 33—Dartmouth 10

It was a little balm in an oasis of gloom, for Yale immediately picked up two more touchdowns. Lassiter, subbing for Booth, dashed 51 yards and his teammate, Williamson, took it over, and at the start of the third period Lassiter passed 18 yards to Barres, who scored. There were the stark figures —Yale 33, Dartmouth 10 up on the board.

Now when Albie made that marvelous run back of a kickoff, Yale had kicked to Dartmouth and Wild William McCall streaked for the sidelines. He was away for 53 yards and was near clear except for the flying body of the selfsame Mr. Booth.

Well, on this kickoff Wild William was clear. His runback of 92 yards was made through a maze of Blue jerseys, then in the clear for the rest of the way. It brought the stands up with a jerk, and there was more to come, for a few plays later Ward Donner put his broad chest in the way of Parker's kick. The ball rolled crazily toward the sidelines with Donner in pursuit, and the Dartmouth end, who learned Hanover football as a halfback, was away in the clear after making a one hundred scoop. That play covered 43 yards and brought the score up to 83-24.

There was something brewing. You could feel it with a sixth sense and we were all hanging out of our seats up there in the press box. The score had mounted to gigantic proportions for a football game and the drama was weird and uncanny.

Yale, still smarting under the blocked kick, did not play a conservative game. Possibly they thought that if they had already scored S3 points that they could score more. At any rate early in the fourth period, the lefthanded Todd tried another pass which was meant for Booth. The pass never reached Albie, for out of the dusk of an October afternoon the figure of Wild Bill McCall loomed up in the Dartmouth right zone and he was away.