The opposing Half-back rolled in--to her wing, as she thought--but with a swift movement, Ingred Saxon, the Left Inner, reached the ball first, and taking it with her, ran up the field like lightning.

The Inner on the other side was an equally fast runner, but Ingred easily evaded her opponent's continued efforts to get the ball for some time.
"'Oh! has she lost the ball ?' 'No.

Is she still flying on, the ball before her ?' 'Will she pass the rival back safely ?' were the questions which thronged my brain, nearly paralyzed with excitement.
"Not able to dribble the ball any farther, and being attacked by a girl wearing the Clinton colors, Ingred hit the ball out to her wing, who struck in to center again.

The Left Back on the opposing side stopped it just as it entered the goal-circle.
"'Clear!' yelled one of the onlookers, unable to contain herself, and with a fine stroke the Back sent the ball flying away to the other side of the field.

It went with such force that, although our Right Back made an attempt to stop it, it raced past her stick and over the outside line.