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 much stamping of heavy-cleated boots. Then a graduate coach stood up in a corner and gathered all about him. (They leaned on one another's shoulders and listened breathlessly.) He began his speech in this way:

"Now, I'm going to talk to you fellows like a Dutch uncle. Remember this"

There is no use in going into what the big graduate with the light-blue eyes said, but if a "Dutch uncle" speaks always in the manner he did, he is the most earnest orator and the most inspiring talker on the face of the green earth.

The confused jumble of sound from the outside suddenly raised itself into a well-defined burst of cheering the other team was out; and, pulling off their sweaters, the ten men from New Jersey, and the subs, followed their captain at a dog-trot through the walls of curious gorming faces and reached the field.

Hart looked about him, and it seemed as if the world must be present on the bleachers and the hillside; the enclosed space was very small. The grand stand, as the reporters put it, "was a mass of moving color."

"High there, Pop, mind your eye!" shouted Minton, directly in front of him.