DARTMOUTH 13, PRINCETON 13

The headline in the New York Times read "Princeton Ties Dartmouth in See- Saw Contest, 13-13." And that was just about it, with Princeton coming from behind twice to tie a fighting Dartmouth aggregation which had managed to score almost as many points in this one game (13) as they had in their five games to date (14). In business-like fashion, the Green started very early. After kicking off to Princeton, Dartmouth held and took over a little short of midfield. On the third play from scrimmage Joe Sullivan, who has come from obscurity to a starting position in the last few games, broke through and ran almost 50 yards to the Princeton 5-yard line. On the next play, Frost scored on a quarter-back sneak and thus put Dartmouth out in front at a pleasantly early stage in the proceedings. Bob Albrecht came in to make the extra point and failed to do same. But at that point, it didn't look very serious, for it looked as though the Green might ride rough-shod over the Orange and Black as they had done on the occasion of the last meeting of the two team in 1944.

Then Princeton started to move. After some business when Dartmouth muffed another scoring chance, the opposition began to pass and kept on pasing until they had made a touchdown. And kicked the extra point. At the end of the first quarter, Princeton led by a score of 7-6. In the second period the Green scored again, this time on a somewhat unorthodox maneuver. After a substantial march down the field to the Princeton 35-yard line, Dartmouth tossed a long pass, which was intercepted by a Princeton man behind his own goal line. Inspired by the heroic notion of running it out, he started to do so, only to fumble the ball. It Was recovered for a touchdown by our own Francis O'Brien, that large and talented Hibernian who played a bruising game at fullback most of the afternoon in place of the injured Swanson. This time Albrecht made the extra point and Dartmouth led 13-7 at the half.

In the second half, Princeton came out with fire in their eye, which finally ignited (if you will pardon the dubious figure) in the shape of another touchdown. This was brought about largely through the lamentable weakness of the Dartmouth secondary against forward passes—either long or short ones. Princeton managed to complete 6 out of 12 of these tosses, for an impressive total of 141 yards. After this final scoring effort, the Tigers failed to convert, leaving the contest all tied up, as perhaps it should have been. First downs were about even, with Princeton racking up 12 and Dartmouth 10; the Green out- statisticked the opposition soundly on the ground, with 204 yards for Dartmouth against 125 for Princeton. Fumbles and penalties were considerably more costly for Dartmouth; at least one touchdown was directly nullified by Albrecht's fumble on the Princeton one-yard line in the process of going over for a TD.

Both sides went into the game with their forces considerably augmented by recent additions to the squad. The most welcome newcomer to the Dartmouth team is a broth of a boy by the fine old Anglo-Saxon name of Jonathan Jenkins, who checked in last week as a civilian freshman from Frostburg, Maryland. Your correspondent first sighted Mr. Jenkins in uniform on the practice field with a glad cry of joy, for this youngster tips the beam at a neat 215 pounds and is as light on his feet as a ballet dancer. The best line prospect to come along for a good many years, his coming to Dartmouth is chronicled in a pretty little fable retailed by Whitey Fuller, that old teller of tall tales. It seems that this boy is the brother of the current Navy fullback, who attended Alabama for some time before becoming aware of the superior educational facilities at the Naval Academy. Another brother once performed ably in the Tulane backfield. Father Jenkins (so Whitey maintains) felt that these institutions were too effete for his virile youngest son and asked all comers what was the most masculine institution of higher learning in these United States. The answer was, of course, Dartmouth. That is allegedly why this sturdy youngster matriculated in Hanover last week, amid the envious groans of every football coach in Dixie. He checked in one week and started the Princeton game the next week in place of the al- most equally burly Atherton Phleger. So it looks as though Mr. Jenkins (named Jonathan) might play a deal of football on Hanover plain in the next few years.

IC4A CROSS-COUNTRY CHAMPION. Captain Jack Hanley, Dartmouth Navy student, shown winning the individual intercollegiate crown at Van Cortlandt Park, New York, on Nov.17

IT'S MERYLL FROST AGAIN, this time shown getting away for a sizable gain in the second period of the close battle in the Yale Bowl. Yale's No. 25, seen charging over, forced him out on the 32-yard line.