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he relates in a very pleasant way, and his faithful Kodak stands witness to the truth of every story.
The bureau still hopes to bring Geo. R. Peck here sometime this winter. Henry Watterson
will deliver his lecture on Abraham Lincoln Dec. 11th, and he will be preceded on Dec. 6th by Geo. B. Williams, the Shakesperean reader. Meanwhile course tickets are still on sale, and the moral is to dig up a dollar.
ATHLETICS.
Victorious Jayhawkers.
"How game we are, how game we are, Nobody knows how game we are."
These were the words chanted by the stalwart and gentlemanly young men from Iowa University last Saturday, as they wended their way to the McCook field to do battle with the hardy Kansans. The song wasgiven with as much spirit and mirth as could be engendered into the doleful tune of "Oh, Happy Day."
As they left the field two hours later, during which interval the brawny K. U. men had walked all over them, and buried their faces in the rich strata of dust covering the field, besides submitting them to other indignities incidental to a foot ball game, the brave Iowa boys again took up their song—the sentiment somewhat changed :
"How sore we are, how sore we are, Nobody knows how sore we are."
The dirge was irresistably funny had it not been rendered pathetic by the genuine feeling with which it was sung.
The day was an ideal one, and people showed their appreciation by turning out in greater numbers than on any like occasion to cheer the boys to victory. There were two or three hundred out of town people on hand, while the students and town folks swelled the attendance to fifteen hundred. The game was the social event of the season. There were numerous swell turnouts, from the three-quarter buggy to the wagonettes and tally hos, while those on foot were not to be overlooked.
Twenty of the sweet town and 'Varsity girls, each wearing a crimson sailor and carrying a Karnival horn, came out in the old stage coach,
now called tally ho, which was tastefully decorated in crimson. This is the handsomest turnont that has ever graced McCook field,and it was a delicate compliment to the foot ball team.
There were crimson flags and banners galore, and the "Rock Chalk" slogan was never given with more enthusiasm.
The game was an easy victory, yet not so much so as the uneven score of 52 to 0 would suggest. The Iowa boys played as plucky an up-hill game as was ever seen on any gridiron, and accepted their defeat in such a manly, stubborn fashion as win them applause and sympathy.
The game was won by superior team work, and not by individual playing. While Hester, Outland, Burney and Hamill played brilliant ball during the whole game, so did Leighton, Maine, Gaines and Holbrook for Iowa. The Iowa boys were outplayed at every point if not outclassed as well. They could do nothing with the interference set up by Kansas, while their own, in turn, was torn to pieces by the Jayhawkers. Then the "quick, snappy play," which seems to be the winner this year, winded them completely, so in the second Iowa played for time, thus causing the game to drag.
In the line Kansas had an advantage of about ten pounds. This seemed to be more than the Hawkeyes could overcome, and, although the backs kept hammering away, apparently with as much spirit as if they were breaking through at every attempt, it was only at right tackle they could make much headway. Here Foster was playing his first match game, and his de-