be sure,
the signal for an outburst of cheering, which must have been heard over
the half of the big city of Glasgow, which now contained over a million
of inhabitants.

"The game, however, was not yet won--it was only a tie--and when the
representatives of Brother Jonathan again started the ball only four
minutes remained, but it proved a bad four minutes for the
representatives of the stars and stripes. Another run, backed up by a
shooter from the left foot of Turnbull, settled the great International
for that year at anyrate. Those who had hitherto viewed the game in
moody silence began to come out of their shells (talking piscatorially)
and join in the universal huzzah.

"The Yanks were now fairly cowed, and when another grand piece of play
by Stewart, backed up at the proper moment by Watt, put a third goal to
the credit of the Scotchmen, the visitors, in the most gentlemanly way,
heartily joined in the cheering for the victors. When the referee's
whistle was sounded, the Scotchmen were declared the winners of a
hard-fought field by 3 goals to 1. The crowd completely besieged the
pavilion at Bruce Park at the close, and cheered lustily as the Scotch
champions made their way up the steps. Nor were the vanquished Americans
forgotten. They came in for a round of hearty cheers for their pluck.

"There was a dinner given to the distinguished strangers in the evening,
and the usual complimentary toasts proposed and duly acknowledged; but,
as I was not present, I am unable to say who spoke best and gave the
most enjoyable song.

"At anyrate, a happy evening was passed, and, after spending a day in
Glasgow, the Yankees sailed on the following Monday morning for New
York, where they duly arrived without any mishap, after the fastest
passage on record, having covered the distance from Greenock to Sandy
Hook in twenty-three hours fifty-nine and three-quarter minutes."

Such is "NED DUNCAN'S DREAM; OR, THE GREAT INTERNATIONAL."

_VIII.--THE PATRONS, SPECTATORS, AND POPULAR PLAYERS._

They are to be found in all ranks and conditions of life, from the lord
of the manor down to the apprentice-artizan and newly-fledged young man
from shop and warehouse. Like love, football, for the time, at least,
levels all distinction; and albeit I know, for that of it, many a
well-matched pair, who have met for the first time on the grand stand at
Hampden Park, looking back with feelings of intense pleasure to the time
when thei