at that time, a foul or the third strike was out, if caught on the first 

 bound. 



Though, in all essentials, the game that it is today, baseball still re- 

 tained some persistent anachronisms. The rules and changes in them 

 were made by the professional authorities and amateurs followed in 

 their wake, sometimes resisting an unwelcome innovation, but accepting 

 it sooner or later. At the time of which I write, the batter had the right 

 to demand a high or a low ball, and as this required more accuracy 

 from the pitcher, he was allowed six balls. Sliding to bases was little, 

 or not at all, practised and so the uniforms were usually made of white 

 flannel, with unquilted breeches. The College colour was orange, after 

 William of Orange-Nassau, "of glorious, pious, and immortal mem- 

 ory." The black was (mistakenly) added some years later. 



Besides our baseball matches, in which but a small number could take 

 part, there was a form of football, open to everybody, which we used 

 to play in the quadrangle between East and West Colleges, or in the 

 open ground back of East, after evening chapel, when the days were 

 long enough in fall and spring. The sides were made up alphabetically, 

 without regard to classes. Some one called out "A to M on this side" 

 and every one was immediately placed and the game began; it was 

 great fun and we all enjoyed it, but it was pretty rough and timid souls 

 refrained from playing it. The game, which was played with a light, 

 black rubber ball, was of the simplest description and about the only 

 rules were that you couldn't tackle with your hands, run with the ball, or 

 advance it by throwing, but must advance it by kicking it or batting it 

 with clenched fist. Though tackUng was forbidden, violent collision was 

 not and the roughness of the game arose from the fierce charging of one 

 player into another, so as to spoil his kick. I well remember how Bishop 

 Denny of Tennessee (such is his present title) laid me flat, with all 

 the breath knocked out of me. It was surprising that more players were 

 not injured by coUision with the trees, but this accident happened 

 rarely. 



There was a football team, which played a modified form of the 

 Association game; occasionally, they engaged in intercollegiate matches, 

 but these attracted Uttle attention and, until I was put on the team my- 

 self in my Senior year, I never witnessed one of these games. 



Once a week there was compulsory attendance in the gymnasium, 

 which was devoted entirely to club-swinging, George Goldie standing 

 on the springboard and leading the exercises. We all hated it as an in- 

 tolerable bore and I cannot imagine that it was of the smallest benefit 



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