From the ten-yard line Fordham suddenly made a right end play on which the whole weight and force of the team was concentrated.

In the mad crush, three or four Gridley boys were "slugged" in the slyest manner conceivable.

Fordham broke through the line, carrying the pigskin over the goal line with a rush.
Fordham boosters set up a roar that seemed to make the ground shake, but the two hundred boys from the military school took little or no part in the demonstration.

Tom Reade's reply to Phin Drayne had silenced them.
Swaggering like swashbucklers Fordham followed the ball back for the kick for goal.

It was made, securing six points, which were added to the two received from Gridley being forced to make that safety earlier in the game.
"Of all the miserable gangs of rowdies!" uttered Dave Darrin, as the teams rested in quarters between the halves.
"I have two black-and-blue spots to show, I know I have," muttered Hudson.
"We'll have some of our men on stretchers, if this thing keeps up," growled Greg Holmes.
"What are you going to do about this business, Captain ?" demanded two or three of the fellows, in one breath.
"As long as we play," replied Dick Prescott, "we'll play the same gentleman's game, no matter what the other fellows do.