or other, that totally eclipsed our feeble efforts.  Our mistake was in not having a mass-meeting before hand to arrange for a leader and the songs.  We regretted it keenly now.  It certainly did give us a funny feeling to sit there, glum and silent, forced to listen to the joyous cheering of our opponents.
     People interested and otherwise, kept crouching in more and more until the place became packed.  We were doubtful as to whether there would be a game or not, when we saw both teams wading out to the field.  Both side sent up a loyal cheer at the sight.  Weingart won the toss and chose the south goal, for what reason I didn’t understand.  Possibly because the rain was from that direction.  King, who was lucky enough to possess