Second's right tackle had been chosen to receive and break through the School's line.

On School's left, Dick and Ripley raced in together, while second's interference crashed into the pair of former enemies as right tackle tried to go through.

But Fred Ripley was as much out for team work this day as any fellow on the field.

He made a fast sprint, as though to tackle, yet meaning to do nothing of the sort.

Dick, too, understood.