They seldom go into the scrummage, but must have more coolness than the chargers.

As endless as are boys' characters, so are their ways of facing or not facing a scrummage at football.
Three-quarters of an hour are gone; first winds are failing, and weight and numbers beginning to tell.

Yard by yard the School-house have been driven back, contesting every inch of ground.

The bull-dogs are the colour of mother earth from shoulder to ankle, except young Brooke, who has a marvellous knack of keeping his legs.

The School-house are being penned in their turn, and now the ball is behind their goal, under the Doctor's wall.