13/27 I'm afraid my governor's got the carriage here for me." But the men all made outcry. There were other plans for him. "Come on, fellows, let's keep next him! We'll give him 'Old Grimes!'" Already a mighty roar was heard outside. The green, the drive, the gateways, and the street were blocked with the wildest football fanatics that Edinburgh, and all Scotland could produce. They were waiting for the International players, and were bent on carrying their great captain down the street, shoulder high; for the enthusiasm of the Scot reaches the point of madness only in the hour of glorious defeat. |