DR. HUEY GIVES GREEN GOOD GROUNDS TO GIVE UP GHOST

The Powers that be may Branch out today to give the Injun team a victory, but I Hardy think so. Yesterday afternoon was Friday for the Big Green, and maybe that wily Fishman wasn't busy delivering the goods. Dartmouth has Morton this year than last, and they may be Trusting in a passing attack to outwit the Junior Dean, but Casey told me last Saturday night that he would tighten up on air raids, and I hope that all will be Wells with the Harvard team.

My Pythagorian Prognostications are coming forth with my usual uncanny accuracy, and when Harvard goes to the showers it will be modesty alone that will keep me away from the scene of the boys' undefeated jubilation. It may interest my readers to know that my former athletic career has been discovered by some of the lesser known newspapers of Boston and New York, but nothing can take me away from my knothole position at Casey's Field, and I will not write anything exclusively for these upstart sheets.

Despite the incredible precision of my last Saturday's list of scores, which somewhat tired me over the weekend, I have recaptured the mood enough to insure you of money if you place it with the following winners: Harvard 26  Dartmouth 13 Army 13  Yale 6 Brown 13  Tufts 0 Holy Cross 26  Rutgers 7