College stories; Women college students -- Juvenile fiction
"Yes," said Elizabeth, "and she's just in the act of giving her some
flowers one of her fond admirers sent her, and Miss Emerson is sharing
her carnations, too. Doesn't she look dear in that new gray dress? I
think she's the sweetest college president that ever lived, and I wish
I could do something to have her give me even one little carnation, to
say nothing of a whole bunch of them. Doesn't a game like this just
make you want to do things for old Ashton? I'll be a loyal supporter
even if I can do nothing more."
"Oh, you'll do something, my fair Elizabeth," said Jean, "and before
very long, too. How much more time is there? I wish they'd begin. I
want somebody to do something. I hate a tie score."
"Here come the girls," said Mary, as the girls took their positions and
the whistle sounded; "now for some good fast playing."
With the changing of the goals, the tactics of the sophomore team
seemed to change, and their superior weight and greater experience
began to break down the freshman defense. They had quickly scored two
goals to the freshmen's one and added another point, when an excited
freshman, through too strenuous holding, committed a foul.
"Why don't they play more carefully?" said Jean. "They're just throwing
the game away." And as if to add strength to her remark, the referee at
that moment declared another foul and another point was added to the
sophomore total. "Oh, I don't want to see the rest of the game," wailed
Jean. "I can't see the sophs beat us so badly. Why can't our girls do
something?"
At the toss-off which followed, Bess Johnson gave a signal with her
left hand and instead of sending the ball towards the sophomore
goal she tossed it back into the hands of one of the guards, who,
in obedience to the signal, had rushed forward. Catching the ball
before it had touched the floor, she threw it accurately to a waiting
forward who, before the bewildered sophomores had recovered from this
unusual strategy, threw the ball into the basket. The score was now
8-4 in favor of the sophs. Encouraged by the success of this play, the
freshmen redoubled their efforts, but to little purpose, as they were
already beginning to show the effects of their strenuous play, so that
except for one point added to their score by a sophomore foul they
could do little more than successfully defend their goal.
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