Frost on Pumpkin

THE FOOTBALL PLAYERS hoisted Capt. Stubby Pearson on their shoulders in the late afternoon of October 11. He struggled to free himself from the heroic situation which Bill Cunningham said in the Boston Herald he hadn't seen at Dartmouth in 25 years. Meanwhile we observed Coach Tuss McLaughry almost carried off the field by another group of players. Colgate had been beaten 18-6. In the hardest kind of a game the new team, under new coaches, had met its first test. Its contagious competitive spirit glowed brightly throughout the game and burst into full flame in the final quarter.

Over across Memorial Field the backdrop of Balch Hill and Velvet Rocks, painted with the hues of early October, caught the slanting strong rays of a red sun sinking behind the Norwich hills The band turned the corner at Topliff in the midst of a throng surging up the street to the warmth of replaying the game in dormitories, fraternities, homes, the Inn. It was a familiar scene.

Whatever are its defeats and victories in the strenuous series of major games in subsequent weeks there will be those longremembered hours last month when tremendous spirit again fired a Dartmouth crowd, and sweet victory over a game and talented opponent was the result. It was an auspicious beginning for a justly admired coaching staff and a stirring display by a new team of what it takes to win when the competition is stiff.

Defeat? Then the reds on Balch Hill look pastel pale and the yellows on Velvet Rocks seem subdued. But the foliage October 11 never looked better to us.