But suddenly it failed to
stir him. "How young we were then," he observed gloomily.
Christian Wager protested. "That isn't the right tone. We were young
then, true, but Princeton was teaching us what it meant to be men. In
that game, Morris, you got something invaluable to you now, hard
endurance and fairness--"
"In my day," Lee interposed, "the team was told to sink a heel in any
back that looked a little too good for us."
"There were instructors like that," Gilbert Bromhead assented; "and
some graduate coaches are pretty cunning; but they are being
discredited."
Wager largely, obliviously, passed over this interruption. "We learned
decency," he proceeded, "in business and ideals and living; and to give
and take evenly. In the war and in civil life we were and are behind
the big issues. This new license and socialistic rant, the mental and
moral bounders, must be held down, and we are the men to do it. Yes,
and I believe in the church, the right church, we're all for that: I
tell you the country depends on the men the best colleges turn out."
"My God, Christian, you must have made a lot of money lately," Bromhead
observed. "You talk exactly like the president of a locomotive works.
You have been dining with the best, too; I can tell that with
certainty. Answer us this, honestly--do you mention the Royal Family in
your prayers?"
Evadore laughed.
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