The Cincinnatian . h, 0. Second half begins with great vio-lence. Frosh kick off to Lewis, whowas downed in his tracks. Lange,whose foot had awakened at last, tisedit to good advantage for fifteen yards,[page three hundred and one] Richards then carried the ball for tenyards, whereupon, Orr came in with amighty rush and made the one brilliantplay for the Frosh. Duke R. (coming to)—Whoinel letin the steam roller. Orr (rolling his goo-goos)—Oh, seethe pretty pink grasshoppers, withbaby-blue tails. Tell my nurse to callme early. Darkness comes on apace. The gameis resumed with ever-increasing fer
The Cincinnatian . h, 0. Second half begins with great vio-lence. Frosh kick off to Lewis, whowas downed in his tracks. Lange,whose foot had awakened at last, tisedit to good advantage for fifteen yards,[page three hundred and one] Richards then carried the ball for tenyards, whereupon, Orr came in with amighty rush and made the one brilliantplay for the Frosh. Duke R. (coming to)—Whoinel letin the steam roller. Orr (rolling his goo-goos)—Oh, seethe pretty pink grasshoppers, withbaby-blue tails. Tell my nurse to callme early. Darkness comes on apace. The gameis resumed with ever-increasing fierce and fell became the Froshthat Darby, the huge, ungainly, hay-footed lop, who languished at righttackle, threatened to nip Doc Rogatzky,the Siberian refugee. Doc R.—Fve got a goodset of teeth andFll bite your earoff if you dontlemme go. At this junc-ture the filersopened up acombined sub-marine andaerial attack,but by somemistake, Lewis,the snapperback on thesquad, pickedone out of theozone for a. Our Freddy Afterthe Game touchdown. The battle waxed Frosh kicked as usual about thescore, so the ball was put in play onthe forty-yard line. However, the nextplay spilled the beans, for Duke a forty-yard pass to Conn, L. the ball was behind the goal this point the whole faculty of theDept of Physical Ed., accompanied bySchmidty, crowded upon the field and,being fearful lest the children would bekicked by the hardened boilermakerwarriors, stopped the game. Score,B. M. 12—Frosh, 0. There is a young fusser, Jolm Pctzhold,Who thinks hes a sure enuf beau!He rushes the women like fury, mtBut they really cant see him youkneau! O. N. E? There once came a Freshman to U. C, Now listen my friends as I sing, For this is right straight from the shoulder,This guy was the regular thing. The Sigs or specifically Ed Shields,Decided to rush him, by gosh!So at Mecks he prepared a big partyAnd tanked up this poor little Frosh. Our Freshman looked goo
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