At Hanover itself, during the hours following the historic game some 500 undergraduates whom the New Haven "peerade" had left behind staged a great victory celebration which filled even their absent fellows with admiration and envy. Together with hundreds of local enthusiasts they pressed down around the gridgraph during the closing minutes of the game, and then rushed out to the campus, where a mighty bonfire was soon blazing. For hours the chapel bells pealed forth, and the deep note of the Dartmouth Hall bell, silenced by the fire last spring, joined in the chorus. Even the gilded Nugget doors responded to the "Sesame" of the magic score and opened wide to admit all who wished to enjoy a show on the house, a show which brought the house down when its blonde heroine uttered the surprising words, "What about my football player from Dartmouth?"
By Sunday evening the little town was still jubilant, and the Baker chimes flung out one Dartmouth song after another to greet the returning pee-raders.
On Thursday the excitement was stirred up anew when early class-goers stumbled into a realistic grave made in the center of the campus, with a wooden tombstone reading: "Here lies the Yale Jinx. Born in1884. Buried in 1935."