Left half dashed past quarter, receiving the ball and carrying it straight to Dick Prescott.

For a moment this blind succeeded so admirably, that even those on the grand stand did not see the ball given to Prescott, but believed that quarter was rushing the ball over to the right.
Then, like a flash, the trick dawned.
Dick Prescott had the oval, and was running with it like a whirlwind, with Darrin and Hudson as his interference, and with quarter dashing close behind them.
Dick sprinted around the first Filmore man, leaving his interference to sweep the fellows over.
At Filmore's second attempt to tackle, Dick ducked low and escaped.
In the next instant the would-be tackler was bowled over by Darrin and Hudson, and Dick swept on with the ball.
By this time all the home boosters were on their feet, yelling like so many Comanches.
Filmore's half and full contrived a trap that caught young Prescott, and carried him down with the ball---but this happened at Filmore's forty-five-yard line! In the next play, Dave had the ball, on a short pass, but with Dick dashing along close to his side, and Hudson on the other flank.

Before Darrin went down on the ball it had been carried to Filmore's thirty-yard line.

Then it went beyond the twenty-five-yard line, and Gridley still carried the pigskin.
"Dick's coming up, all right," proudly muttered Darrin to Hudson, while the next snapback was forming.
"It's putting nerve into all of us," rejoined Hudson.
The pigskin was only fourteen yards from the Filmore goal line when Captain Wadleigh's men had to see the ball go to Filmore.
Pike's men, however, failed to make good on downs, so the oval came back into Wadleigh's possession.
Now, the play was swift and brilliant.

Dick got the ball around the left end once, and afterwards assisted Dave to put it through the hostile line.