"Pitch into 'em, Columbus! Pitch into 'em!"
So the yelling went on while all of the spectators stood up in their seats, anxious to see what might be accomplished next. But there was no time to do more. The whistle blew and the great game was over.
Colby Hall had won!
In a twinkling the huge field was covered with spectators running in all directions, and the victorious eleven was surrounded. Many were the congratulations showered on all the players, and it may well be believed that Jack and Fred came in for their full share.
"The finest game I ever saw," declared Colonel Colby, as he shook hands with all his youthful players.
"Oh, Jack! It was simply grand—that run you made!" exclaimed Ruth, when she saw him.
"Yes. And the way you played for that safety!" put in May to Fred.
Columbus Academy was much disheartened over its defeat, yet it cheered the victors and was cheered in return; and then the great crowd gradually dispersed.
"Bonfire to-night, boys! And a big one, too!" cried Andy, as he rushed up to fairly embrace both his cousins. Then, to work off some of his high spirits, the acrobatic youth turned several cartwheels and handsprings.
"What a pity our folks weren't here to see this game," said Jack, wistfully.