After that Dick and Greg turned out every day for practice with the team.
Both Lieutenant Carney and Team Captain Brayton speedily learned that they had made no mistake in getting Prescott and Holmes on to the line.
A number of smaller colleges were defeated, and with rattling good scores.
Dick and Greg seemed to improve with every game.
True, Yale walked off with the honors, though the score, ten to six, had been stubbornly contested throughout.
Harvard was played to a tie that year; Princeton was beaten by six to two, the two standing for a safety that Princeton forced the Army to make.
Lieutenant Carney was one of the happiest men on the station. From having a team rather below the average, he had produced an Army eleven that was destined to go down as famous in American military life.
As Thanksgiving drew near all interest centered in what was, after all, to be the real game of the year—-that between the Army and the Navy, which is always played the Saturday after that holiday.
Haynes, during the season's good work, had not been able wholly to keep his tongue back of his teeth. He had made several disparaging remarks. For of these remarks Lewis, of the Army eleven, chose to take he turnback to account.
Hot words followed, ending in a fight. Haynes, roundly beaten, withdrew altogether from the eleven.