Kenly kicked off to Howard who caught on the sixteen and plowed through a small army of opposing players to his twenty-two. Ted tried Number 14 for the second time and Galvin ripped through between guard and center on the left for twelve yards. Galvin got four more on the other side but was hurt and gave way to Couch. Dozier came around and slid off tackle for three and Kruger made the same trip for three more and first down on the Alton forty-five. Kenly broke through and stopped Storer for a loss. Ball scampered around the right for three and Bert added two off tackle on the other side of the line. Storer went back to the forty-two yards and faked a punt, throwing the pigskin far and to the right. Chick found no one to dispute his right to the ball, made a clean catch of it and went on along the side-line from the fifty to the twenty-six, where he was forced out. Kenly tried desperately to turn back the invasion and twice stopped plays at tackle. On third down, however, Storer threw a short pass to Bert and once more Bert gave an imitation of a corkscrew. He caught on the sixteen, slipped out of a tackler’s arms, zigzagged to the ten-yard line, was almost stopped there but got free again and was finally brought down on the four, just short of his goal. Storer tried the left for no gain and, with Number 14, Couch got two of the remaining four yards. Storer went back as if to drop-kick and Patten shot the ball to Bert who took it on the run and swung wide around the Kenly right wing and went over almost without opposition close to the corner. This time Storer made the try and sent the pigskin neatly across, and the score-board proclaimed Kenly 7, Visitor 20, and Tommy Parish swallowed a peanut shell and almost choked! With less than three minutes left, Kenly substituted generously and Coach Cade made a few changes; Tate for Kruger--Dutch was about played out--, Tifton for Captain Lowe and Ness for Storer. Ness took the kick-off, was toppled where he caught and then ripped off eight yards past the Kenly left tackle. Kenly, although dismayed, fought desperately and two downs left the ball a half-foot short of the distance. Ted Ball sent the backs around the right and snaked a hidden ball over for the needed distance. Substitutes began to appear after every play, and presently Bert, happy but protesting, gave way to Keys. There wasn’t much left of the first-string line-up during the last minute or so. Kenly, too, was presenting a practically fresh team. Alton made her way to her forty-two yards on two dashes by Ness, and there, with the last minute ticking itself off, Riding, just from the side-line, dropped back, took the ball from center and threw it across the field to Keys and Keys threw far down into the gray dimness to where Chick, hand upraised, was circling in toward the center of the field.