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back to pick up Yankee Sullivan, we found that 

 the subs had picked him up and put him in the 

 ambulance." 



"Was he killed, Gramp?" asked Dick. 



"No, not quite. I understand he partly re- 

 covered, but never was any good in the ring again, 

 and was lynched in California some years after. 



" In the next ten minutes' play, Andover made 

 a touchdown through Jim Ellison, our centre, 

 who could n't stand up to Heenan. Jim was 

 strong and gritty, but could n't box. So after a 

 conference between the coach and captain, I was 

 put in as centre. I saw Heenan's face fall when he 

 found me opposite him, and I knew I had him 

 licked. He was a tough customer, and in the next 

 rush bored in on my slats as I swung on his jaw ; 

 w r e then clinched, and I back-heeled him, and our 

 left half-back made twenty yards through the 

 hole before he was downed. 



'The next rush Heenan rather bested me, I 

 must confess, as he butted me in the stomach, 

 and Awful Gardner, having thrown Charles Lane, 

 secured the ball and came through centre for a 

 run of one hundred and eighty-seven yards." 



"Gee! Gramp," interrupted Dick, "how far 

 was it between goals?" 



'Two hundred yards," replied Gramp. "You 

 see, we had got within ten feet of their goal-line, 

 and when Awful was downed he was on our three- 



