Park City High School - Kalendar Yearbook (Knoxville, TN)

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This is the last foot-ball game I'll ever attend, said Mrs. Burke. She fidgeted nervously in her chair and glanced back at her husband. Don't you think we had better go? she asked. No we'll wait 'till the end, replied Mr. Burke decidedly. Miss Holden liked Ben's heroic pluck and altho he had disobeyed her order, she hoped he could hold out. When Bobby came back to the box every body questioned him, except Mr. Burke who sat back and listened to his answers. He ain't hurt much, Bobby remarked coolly. The doctors said he could go on. Then he added to Miss Holden. I told him what you said. Bobby did not state that he had also told his brother not to be sissy and funk the thing if he could hold out. Mr. Bridgeman felt that he was under a cloud. He tried to restore himself to grace by applauding Ben Burke's playing, but could not get up a conversation with Miss Holden. Mrs. Burke would move easily in her chair when she saw Ben go around actively. I should think he would let his hair grow, like those fel- lows who have it so full and bushy, she remarked. It must be a real gofod protection to them. But it 's a shame the way they run into each other. I think it 's rude and rough. They were all restored to fine humor when Ben kicked the ball a clean goal kick and Alton received another triumph of the foot-ball season. That is all except Mr. Bridgeman. Nor was he made iany more com-fortfable when he invited Miss Holden to go to the theatre with him that evening. She airily said: Thanks, 1,111 lawfully sorry but I have other engagements. Mr. Bridgeman lifted his hat, stiiiiy and departed. What a fool a woman makes of herself over foot-ball, he said to him- self, as he made his way through the pushing crowd. After dinner Mrs. Burke said to Miss Holden, My dear, I heard you tell Mr. Bridgeman that you had an engagement are you going out? No indeed, answered the girl, as the color is her cheeks rose a little. Soon after, Mrs. Burke, to her husband 's surprise developed a sudden desire to have him take her and Bobby to the theatre. She looked at him significantly and wrinkled her face in a per- plexed way. Father, I just wanted to give those young things a little time to themselves, she said to her husband as they left the house. if 1 4 ll' St 2? at :lk ik it if 3 47

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blood was flowing from his nose and right ear. It was Ben Burke. t'Oh I must go to him! he is killed ! exclaimed Mrs. Burke, her' round plump face wearing a look of anguish. All of the trainers, coaches and doctors hurried to the fallen man, and he was well rubbed, while his head was bathed and fixed up. - It is probably only one of the usual little accidents that happen in every game said Bridgman, with an un- fortunate effort at offering consolation. Miss Holden was ir- ritated at his slow easy tone. He staying there safely with two women, and that gallant young athlete, who had battled so gloriously on the field below, perhaps seriously wounded! The young woman felt in that way. It had been a pretty even thing when Leo Bridgeman and Ben Burke were in evening clothes at a dance, or driving her in an auto, but now the young Alton fellow had scored a touch down. You have never played foot-ball, I believe she said coldly Sometimes very serious accidents occur, even to the best of players. Her eyes had not left Ben's form once. It was a great relief to her to see him move even tho he had to be slowly as- sisted from the field a few moments later. ' ' Bobby, said Miss Holden, in her sweetest manner. Don 't you want to go and see if your brother is hurt? You can drop down over the front of the boX.', Bobby was delighted at the thought and rose at once. H Tell him not to try to play again if 'he is hurt she added. Bobby dropped from the box and hurried across the field. 'tYou seem to be awfully interested, said Bridgeman, sarcastically. Well most any one with any heart would be anxious about a friend who has perhaps received a serious injury, she rc- plied, loftily. The play was interrupted for some moments. They were evidently waiting to see if Burke could go on or whether a sub- stitute would have to take his place. A moment later a burst of applause broke from the crowd. It gathered in volume until frantic cries of Alton! Hurrah for Burke! never say die! and the like yells broke in one chorus from the crowd. It was a triumphant moment for Burke. He was going to play again. He still looked pale, but there was a fine set to his lips and he waved his hand encouragingly toward the box where his people were. 46

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When the parents returned they found the hero of the ball ground lying on the lounge with his head wrapped in a silk hand- kerchief. Miss Holden, a beautiful pink in her cheeks, and a decidedly ruffled look on her face, seated demurely in a chair. Why it smells like a harber's shop exclaimed Mrs. Burke beaming on the pair with loving eyes. Have you a head ache Bennie, she said Walking across to the sofa. Miss Holden has cured it, said Ben, 4'Louise come here a minute. P As the beautiful girl approached, the young fellow took her hand and said: I've won another goal mother, in the best game I ever played. i ' Statistics Best Basket-ball Player QBoyJ . Best Basket-ball Player CCrirlD . . Best Base-ball Player .......... The Prettiest Girl ....... . . . The Handsomest Boy ...... The Most Popular Girl ..... The Most Popular Boy. . The Busiest Bee ........ The Drone ....... . The Lady Killer ....... The Teacher 's Delight .......... She of the most elaborate coiffure The Champion Chewer ....... . The Best Excuse-maker .... The Prize Warbler ........... The Most Untiring Bluier ..... 48 . ..... Tie Wanda L. McNutt. '12 . . . Chester Fielden .. .. ...Edith Ross . . . Chester Fielden . . . . .Mary Dooley .. ...Paul Stair . . . . .Edith Ross . . .Russel Cruze . . . . .Ada McAlpine .Kenneth Davis . . . .. . . . .Foster Arnett Tie Chester Fielden . .... Edith Ross .Katherine Lawrence . .John Bentley Kenneth Davis . . . . . .Kenneth Davis .Katherine Lawrence . . .Joe Wheeler