University of Santa Clara - Redwood Yearbook (Santa Clara, CA)

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8 THE REDWOOD. they rushed on him,piit him on their shoulders and carried hiiu to the college gymnasium. Oil! What cheering and shouting there was in the dining room that evenin.g ' Speech! Speech ' Jim Defney! ' ' they cried. Jim arose and with a few well chosen words modestly told his audience that he would not for a moment claim the vic- tory of the day. It was all due to luck and to the daring of their little quarter. The captain then stood up and addressed the triumphant audience from his heart. Fellow students, Jim Defney has gained two victories to-day. He has won our football game for us, and greater than this, he has conquered himself. You all knoAV how ungrateful we have been to him, see how he pays us back. No one could blame him if he refused to help us out to- day, but he did not refuse ; he played, he won ! This is all I can say to-night, so let us all give three cheers for Jim Defney, who had courage enough to stand for his convictions, courage enough to forget past insults, and tact enough to win for us the most important game of the season. Hip! hip hurrah! ' There was a terrible shout for a few minutes and no one went out of that dining room after supper without a deep feeling of respect for the hero of the day, the dauntless Jim Defney. JOHN REGAN, ' 04. » ♦ « WEATHER FORECAST. Sunday : Fair, with only two flurries of study hall. Monday : A marked increase over Sunday ' s flurries. Tuesday: Heavy, darkclouds will be floating around the yard. Ye men of the tan-bark beware. Wednesday : Calm to-day ; strong indications say there will be a storm to-morrow after lunch. Thursday: Everything quiet in the morning. Along about noon things begin to look stormy for some of us. After lunch everything will be let loose. You are lucky if you don ' t get soaked. Friday : After yesterday ' s soaking, there is nothing left but fish and clear sailing. Saturday: Beware of dark clouds floating around to-day. Ye head-light bearers have a care. There is another storm scheduled for to-morrow after lunch. O. M. BUCKLER.

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THE REDWOOD. 7 Who is that new center? asked the despairing Chesepeal e- ans. No one knew, for his headgear and nose-guard effectually masked him. First down, five ! There is a fumble, because some one has broken through ,the line. Second down, six ! ' The fullback with all his men behind him plunges at the center, but is stopped and thrown back. Third down, eight ! The signal is again given and tlie anxious crowd sees Hudson ' s halfback pushed back five yards from the coveted goal. Who is it? The new center! ' ' shouted the jubilant Chespeakeans. The ball changes hands and in a moment it is sent back towards the middle of the field and the half is over before the goal is menaced again. While the sponging of the trainer and the hurried advice of the coach is given under the bleachers, the grand-stand is a confused Babel of voices of all keys and pitches. In the Hud- son quarters all is confidence and two touch-downs in the next half is the general opinion of the knowing ones. The phenomenal tackle was but an accident and could not be repeated. But now the teams are lining up again for the second half. The ball is booted back to Chesapeake ' s full and with good in- terference he runs it in for ten yards. It is now bucked off tackle and carried around the field for fifteen yards, where after a ralh the Hudsons hold it on downs. Once more the Hudson quarter signals for a center buck and once more they strike an iron wall. Again they give the signal, when, with one mighty bound, the Chesapeake center lands on the side of the enemy and catches the half before he has time to squeeze the ball. There is a fum- ble and the two quarters make a dive for the pigskin, the Ches- apeake lad securing it. A moment after and he is seen running with all his might down the field towards the goal with every free man in close chase. Down, down he goes, and is but five yards from the goal, when the Hudson full, diving through the air, brings him to the ground. But all is not over. Another Ches- peake man is there and with the strength of a Hercules he raises both from where they lie and drags them over the line for a touch-down. The whole place goes wild with joy. Hats, canes, umbrellas fly through the air! Victory is on the side of Ches- peake and the wild, frantic joy of the rooters echoes through the surrounding hills. The game goes on, but neither side is able to score. When the referee blows his whistle the students of the victorious college gather about the hero of the day. It ' s Jim Defney ! shouted one. Jim Defney ! answered a hundred, and

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THE REDWOOD. THE nSHER OF ST. PIERRi:. Thou art just, oh my God, Thou are holy, And Thy spirit rules over the sea; Thou contemnest not those who are lowly, When in prayer they appeal to Thee ; Then despise not my sore stricken nation. Turn Thine eyes of compassion on me. As I weep o ' er the sad desolation Of that sweet little isle of the sea. My heart, it is wounded and bleeding. And my utterance choked with grief, And my tears fall in sad, silent pleading At Thy throne, where I know there ' s relief. For my home has been ruined and wasted. Where my dear ones were watching for me, Where the joys of my childhood were tasted, — In that sweet, little land of the sea. I can see there my loved ones still waiting And sighing until my return, While my ship on the lone strand is grating. And my heart with affection doth burn ; — I can see them around the poor table. With their jests and their pranks of glee, ' Neath the quaint and the old-fashioned gable In the sweet little isle of the sea. But, alas ! the dread signal is given, And the angel of death passeth by And, begirt with the anger of heaven. Regards not the sob nor the sigh. A harvest of souls he is reaping. Some sinful, and some from sin free . And there ' s sobbing and sighing and weeping In that sweet little isle of the sea.