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...exciting that was ever played on Jarvis Field. The Yale nine, expecting an easy victory, was accompanied by two hundred members of their college, while a large audience of ladies and graduates appeared to support the Crimson. The game was won in the first innings. Yale went to the bat. Parker drove a long fly to centre field, which Nichols captured. Lamb got first by Richardson's error, and took second as Folsom balked. Hutchinson hit safely to right, sending Lamb to third, Walden bringing him and Hutchinson home on a single. Camp was fielded out by Richardson to Shattuck...
...whitewashed, without making a safe hit. Folsom and Winsor were both injured during the game, but not so severely as to prevent them from finishing it, or to excuse our bad playing. Shattuck at first did the best work for Harvard in the field, and White led at the bat for Brown. Following is the score...
...Great Heavens! you don't mean to say that that was all you got. Why, you will be dropped as sure as a gun. It makes me mad to hear you ninety per cent men talk. If I get sixty, I go on a bat...
HARVARD FRESHMEN VS. ST. MARK'S.THE game began at 2.15 P. M., with Harvard at the bat. After seven innings were played, the game was called at 4.30 P. M., as by a previous agreement between the two captains, to enable the visitors to catch the last train from Southborough for Boston. As St. Mark's was ahead at this point, the Freshmen were naturally dissatisfied. St. Mark's courteously consented to go on with the game, but decided among themselves to stop at the end of the next half, whatever the result, being determined to cling to the original...
...afternoon a large crowd assembled on Jarvis Field to see the remarkable game of ball between the "Harvard Picked Nine" and the "Hod-lifters of Sever Hall." The features of the game were, the Borsair's sharp work as pitcher, the able support the Frauditor gave him behind the bat, and the fine fielding of Blister. We only have space to give a detailed account of the first inning. At precisely three o'clock the Borsair, gracefully poising himself on one toe, let fly the sphere. Moriarty, for the Hod-lifters, amid cries of the crowd of, "Are you there...