Suffice to tell that the wearers of the crimson fought their best; that Whipple ran the team as well as even Remsen could desire; that Post made a startling run of forty yards, had only the St.Eustace full-back between him and the goal--and then ran plump into that full-back's arms; that Greer and Barnard and Littlefield stood like a stone wall--and went down like one; that Wills kicked, and Post kicked, and Warren kicked, and none of them accomplished aught save to wring groans from the souls of all who looked on.

In short, it was St.Eustace's half from kick-off to call of time, and all because Hillton had never a youth behind the line to kick out of danger or gain them a yard.

For St.Eustace was heavier in the line than Hillton and heavier back of it, and with the ball once in her possession St.Eustace had only to hammer away at center, guard, or tackle with "guards back" or "tandem," to score eventually.

And that is what she did.

And yet four times did Hillton hold St.Eustace literally on her goal-line and take the ball.