Stowell poised the pigskin to his liking and drew back.

Devoe shouted a last word of caution.

The referee, a well-known football player and coach, raised his whistle.
"Are you ready, Erskine?
All ready, Robinson ?" Then the whistle shrilled, the timekeeper's watch clicked, the ball sped away, and the game had begun.
The brown-clad skirmishers leaped forward to oppose the invaders, while the pigskin, slowly revolving, arched in long flight toward the west goal.

It struck near the ten-yard line and the wily Robinson left half let it go; but instead of rolling over the goal-line it bumped erratically against the left post and bobbed back to near the first white line.

The left half was on it then like a flash, but the Erskine forwards were almost upon him and his run was only six yards long, and it was Robinson's ball on her ten-yard line.