A touchdown for Brill!" "Now make it a goal!" was the cry, and a goal it became, the Brill quarter-back doing the kicking.

But the youth serenely murmured, as he gripped his angry dad, "You're a clever rusher, Guv'nor, but you tackle very bad"; And he rushed him through the center and he tripped him for a fall, And he scored a goal and touchdown with his papa as the ball.