THE GAME

Down in the Yale Bowl this afternoon Captain Dadmun and his men will struggle to wrest victory from the sullen bulldog, while in the stands the cohorts of the Crimson will cheer their efforts. At home in Cambridge supporters no less loyal will fervently beseech the gods for a Harvard victory. The sun has set in vivid crimson now for four successive years. May it be long before the cold blue shadows obscure our vision of victory.