CHAPTER XV.
A BROKEN FIDDLE Brimfield trooped back across the field to the Row noisily triumphant.
Two hours before had anyone suggested that it would be satisfied with anything less than three scores it would have derided the notion.

Now however it was not only satisfied but elated.

Those seven points looked large and noble, and the home team's victory was viewed as a masterful triumph.

Chambers was credited with having put up a fine fight, with having a more than ordinarily powerful team, and there were some who even went so far as to declare that Claflin would show no better football than today's visitors had shown.

But that was doubtless an exaggeration, and those who made it had probably forgotten those first two periods in which both teams played very ordinary football indeed.