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to kick-off once more. Whether by design or not, the pigskin was driven directly at Grinnell's offending player. "I'll take it!" cried Frank, racing over from the side. "No!" shouted Mack, "It's _mine_!" Something in Mack's brain went hot at the realization that his team-mates were trusting him no longer. Here was Frank, trying to take a ball away from him which was rightfully his to accept. Frank made the catch, snatching the ball practically out of Mack's arms. "Get in front of me!" he yelled. Mack had no other choice. Pomeroy players were sifting through Grinnell's interference as Mack shot up the field, with the fleet-footed Frank constantly urging him on to greater speed, until both got behind a wedge of their own team members who were doing an excellent job of crashing Pomeroy tacklers. At mid-field the wedge was broken up and Mack and Frank emerged from the heap on their own. "To the right!" directed Frank, seeing that two tacklers were bearing down from the left. Mack changed directions obediently. Grinnell supporters, wild with hope, screamed the two runners on. "Look out from behind!" they shrieked, as a Pomeroy player, giving mad chase, was rapidly closing up the gap. Frank looked back over his shoulder, then called to the fellow who had put his own team in the hole. "Mack--drop back and take that guy out!" "Okay!" answered Mack, dropping at once to the rear as Frank raced past him. The Pomeroy tackler loomed up almost at once and Mack, whose charge down the field as Frank's interferer had been fraught with one spectacular piece of frenzied blocking after another, now completed his task by hurling himself in front of the last threat to Frank's sensational touch down dash from kick-off. Tackler and interferer went down in a thudding pile as Grinnell's star halfback crossed Pomeroy's goal line and triumphantly touched the ball down. Then the field rocked with sound. "What a run!" gasped Dave Morgan, waving his crutch. "And what a piece of interfering! Mack sure produced that time! Didn't look like he was handing the game to Pomeroy then, did it?... Come on, gang--this old game isn't lost yet!" But a great groan went the rounds as the pass from center was bad and Frank missed the kick for extra point. Score: Pomeroy, 14, Grinnell, 6! "If we make another touchdown and kick the goal, we'll still be a point behind!" grieved a Grinnell supporter. "There goes our outsid
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