previous matches depended for winning, and with ordinary opponents
he would have adopted long ago this style of play, but these McGill
men are so hard upon the ball, so deadly in tackling, and so sure in
their catch that he hesitates to give them the opportunities that
open play affords. But he has every confidence in The Don, his great
half back; he has never played him in any match where he has not
proved himself superior to everything in the field, and he resolves
to give him a chance.

At this moment something happens, no one knows how. A high punt from
behind sends the ball far up into the 'Varsity territory, and far
before all others Bunch, who seems to have a kind of uncanny
instinct for what is going to happen, catches the ball on the bound
and makes for the 'Varsity line with a comparatively open field
before him. Fifteen yards from the line he is tackled by Martin, but
ere he falls passes to Huntingdon, his captain, who, catching neatly
and dodging between Campbell and another 'Varsity man, hurls his
huge weight upon Pepper, who is waiting for him, crouched low after
his usual style.

The full back catches him fairly and throws him over his shoulder.
As both come heavily to the ground there is a sickening crack heard
over the field. The McGill captain, with Pepper hanging desperately
to his hips, drags himself over the line and secures a touchdown for
McGill.

At once there rises a wild tumult of triumph from the McGill
contingent, but after a minute or two the noise is followed by an
anxious hush, and when the crowd about the prostrate players is
dispersed Pepper is seen lying on his face tearing up the grass. Two