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Lincoln, Neb. Nov. 23 — Nebraska 18, Haskell Indians 10, was the ending today of the fiercest and most sensational foot ball battle ever waged on Nebraska field. Three hard earned touchdowns for Nebraska with as many goals by the reliable little Drake accounts for Nebraska’s tallies, while two field goals by the phenomenal Bain were the sources of the Redskins’ score.
From the beginning to the end it was a smash-bang affair, such as was never before equaled for ferocity in the history of Nebraska foot ball. At the end of the first half the score twas 10 to 0 in favor of the Indians and the Redskins were joyful. Nebraska started the second half with a snap that threatened to carry the Aborigines entirely off their feet. But on the one-yard line the Redskins made a desperate stand and the pigskin went to them on downs. Again Nebraska worked the ball back to within six inches of the coveted goal, and then a fumbled lost the throbbing score. Still the score was 10 to 0. The Indians had the ball and only fifteen minutes of play remained.
Hauser punted forty yards for the Redskins and Drain returned it ten. Run by straight hard line plunges alternated with end runs by Bell, Bender and Shedd, the ball was worked steadily down to the three-yard line. Archiquetto spat upon his hands, cracked his fists and yelled to his husky comrades to get in to the game. But Pillsbury could not be stopped. Over he went and the shrinking Nebraska hearts were gladdened. Drain kicked a goal and ten the scarlet and cream trotted back to their side of the field.
The Redskins sent the ball forty yards to Drain who returned fifteen. Pillsbury battered through the Indian line like a human catapult. He blocked for Shedd and Bell and they went through and around the left side of the Indian line for yard after yard.
Kingsbury and Bended added substantially to the general total and then Drain made the best of his sensational runs. The plucky little quarter, who has added so much to the effectiveness of the doughty Cornhuskers celebrated his recruitment from the gridiron by tearing off twenty-five yards of Indian territory on a double pass, and the grandstand and bleachers went into a violent state of eruption. Four more plays and Bell carried the pigskin over for the second touchdown. Drain kicked an easy goal and the defeat that seemed inevitable had been turned into victory with but five minutes of play left.
The Redskins were dazed. They did not know where they were hit. They went straight up into the air, played like a lot of cigar signs, and were winging their way rapidly toward the reservation. The most sensational play of the game was yet to come. Nebraska was happy, the game was won but within the next two minutes the whole vast concourse was crazed.
The Indians kicked off and Drain returned the ball fifteen yards and carried it out of bounds. In the middle of the field, the signal was given and Bender went through the hole made for him by Westover and Brew. Under these husky Redskins he wormed his way, and then up he shot, free from all interference. The field was before him and the goal seventy-five yards away. But between him and that goal line was the shifty Migurd guarding it carefully. Behind him came tearing ten big Indians. Migurd gave his trousers and extra tug, gave his scalplock a twitch and shot out from his position at the flying Nebraskan. But the stiff arm proved fatal to Haskell hopes, and back Migurd was thrown, while Bender scudded on.
The fleet Hauser’s feet were beating a threatening tattoo behind the scudding Nebraskan. The mighty Brew was in pursuit too, however, and just as the restraining Redskin hand was thrust forward to stop the fleeting Cornhusker a mightier weight struck him amid ships and he was stranded on the sands. Over went Bender, and up went three thousand five hundred voices.
The band played “Hot Time” staid and dignified professors waltzed about to joy and tried to execute the two-step with no regard for grace. Five of the happy Cornhuskers lifted their plucky little comrade to their shoulders and carried him back to their side of the field while Drain kicked another goal. The score was 18 to 10 and only three minutes of play remained.
Haskell kicked off. The ball was carried back and punted until it rested on the Indian’s fifteen-yard line when the final whistle blew. The fates seemed frowning on Nebraska for fifty-five minutes then suddenly there appeared a ray of hope. At last it developed unexpectedly into a great glare of effulgence and the rooters were ecstatic.
Bender was carried off the field on the shoulders of half a dozen admirers. Other players suffered a similar fate. The whole team was covered with kindnesses. Nebraska pluck had stayed to the end, it had won. Endurance counted, and in the end the best team won.
But the Indians were desperate and worthy foemen. Every inch of the territory Nebraska got she earned. It took her best flesh and muscle and brains to get it. She really deserved three more touchdowns, but they were not to be had, so fierce was the Indian resistance.
There was a crowd of gratifying proportions present. The day was beautiful. Ideal for the rooters and between 3,500 and 4,000 rooters assembled to witness the contest. Little money changed hands, for the Indian backers demanded odds, and the most of the Nebraskans were too cautious to extend it. A few lost on the proposition of the Indians scoring and some on the comparative scores. The betting was 3 to 3 to 1 that Nebraska would win. The Cornhuskers carried the ball many a yard further than did the Redskins. A stiff wind at the back of the Indians that had died down in the second half, favored the visitors immeasurably. But they fought well and there was no disgrace for them in defeat even though they did lose all claim to the Missouri Valley championship.
There was a jollification meeting at the train table after the game. Songs were sung, speeches were made and farewells said, all amid the flow of the jolliest of spirits. The season had closed in the most satisfactory and spectacular manner imaginable. What had seemed like an inevitable defeat had been turned to a joyous victory, and the Cornhuskers reputation made in eleven short minutes.
Little Drain, the star quarterback, whose field strategy and individual work, has endeared him to every player on the team and every rooter about the field, was voted the medal for being the best all around player on the team. The honor was accorded him by a vote of his mates on the eleven.
The entire foot ball aggregation attended the theater tonight. Until a late hour the streets were alive with Nebraska rooters bedecked with scarlet and cream cheering and singing in celebration of the auspicious ending of the most satisfactory season the school has ever known.
Nebraska is 7-2 all-time against Haskell.
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