I saw 'em, but they ran, away before I could git my hands on 'em.

I vowed I take 'em down a peg when I met 'em, an' I guess I done it," added the old farmer, with evident satisfaction.
"You did, Mr.Baker," answered Pepper.

"And you've done us a service in the bargain." "How's thet ?" "Those fellows came here to make trouble for our eleven, the Putnam Hall team." "That so?
Well, then, I'm mighty glad I cleared 'em out.

I like to see a game now an' then, but I want it clean--no rowdy work." There was no time to say more, for everybody was interested in the game.
The Dauntless eleven had worked the pigskin up to within a few yards of the Putnam Hall goal line, and now over it came.
"A touchdown for Dauntless!" "Great work! Now make it a goal!" The ball was brought out, and the Dauntless quarterback kicked a beautiful goal, amid a great cheering and tooting of horns.
"Eight minutes more to play," said Dale.

"Boys, let us tie the score if nothing else." Again the battle was on, and now Dale made a beautiful run, being aided by some fine interference by Jack and Andy.