Word: quarterly
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...University was kept so constantly in its own half of the gridiron that there was little chance for developing a forward passing game. All told, the Crimson tried 12 passes, but of these nine were in the fourth quarter. Two were successful, four intercepted and the remainder incompleted. In the final period C. A. Coolidge '17 caught a 31-yard pass from H. C. Flower '19, which put the ball on Yale's 35-yard line, but evidently it was decided to try for a touchdown and victory rather than for a probable field goal and a tie score...
...first period was the University's quarter for the Crimson forced the play gaining 22 yards by rushing to the Blue's 15 and pushing Yale back by outpunting her on an average of 26 to 40 yards. A fifteen-yard penalty for holding broke up this advance, but when R. Harto '17 recovered LaRoche's fumble of Horween's punt, the University had a chance to score. Only seven yards could be made in three downs, however, and Robinson dropped back for his successful field goal...
Casey's brilliant run at the beginning of the second period was all in vain, and from that time on Yale was the agressor. The quarter was featured by two unsuccessful Yale field goals, the first first down of the game, made by Horween, and finally by the touchdown which gave the game to the Blue. Comerford, from a difficult angle, failed to kick the goal...
...Yale Bowl will be an enormous asset and men should think of this now instead of when it is too late. It will cost about five hundred dollars to pay the entire expenses of taking the fifty musicians down to New Haven, Buy a red handkerchief, drop a quarter in a collection box, or contribute at the mass meeting; only remember the Band...
...West--Mont Blanc, perhaps. Ah, there are quantities of worm-eaten fields--my friends, the trenches,--and that town with the canal going through it must be M--. Right beside the capote of my engine, shining through the white silk cloth, a silver snake: the Rhine! "What, not over quarter to six, and I left the field at fivel Thirty-two metres. Let's go north and have a look at the map. Boo, my feet are getting cold...