yielded 620 yards, or an average of 32.6; Minnesota's fourteen kicks netted a total of 473 yards, or an average of 33.8 yards.
   Because of the defeat of the previous week, the Cornhuskers met the strong Missouri Tigers on October 28 with a determination to win. The game was watched with unusual interest, not only because of the Gophers' victory and the chance offered to show a recovery of strength, but also because, in meeting the Tigers for the first time in many years, Nebraska was making her initial appearance for the Valley Championship. The result of 34 to 0, therefore, raised again the spirits of both rooters and team, and started us well on our way for the Valley honors.
   An underestimation of Ames' strength resulted in two field goals for the Farmers and a touchdown and goal for us&emdash;a disappointing score of 6 to 6; but a week of rest for the regular team, while substitutes piled up 27 to 0 against Doane, despite a chill north wind and a snow swept field, prepared the Cornhuskers for a retum of old time form under the coaching of Head Coach Stiehm. Assistant Rathbone, Matters, Collins, Hunter, Westover, and Harvey, all of whom had returned to aid the team for the real work of our schedule. The result was one of the most decisive defeats Kansas had suffered for years, the score of 29 to 0 hardly showing the entire helplessness of the Jayhawks or the superiority of the Cornhuskers in every stage of the game.

   From the announcement of the schedule last spring the much discussed Michigan game had been looked forward to so that tbe return of the team from Lawrence in the very best of condition marked the beginning of active training for that contest. The meeting of East and West in football caused Lincoln to be thc football center on November 25; so that when the two elevens stepped upon the gridiron they were greeted by the largest crowd ever assembled upon Nebraska Field. Contrary to the expectations of nearly all supporters, the Michigan team, lucky as they were to escape with a 6 to 6 score was outplayed from every standpoint, with the possible exception of one. This game, which was a tie in score but a victory in reality, gave Nebraska a descrved name in football, so that future seasons will no doubt find her playing against the best teams of the country.

   While too much praise and honor can not be given the defenders of the Scarlet and Cream, there is one man who stands above all the rest, and to whom everything possible in the way of praise should be given. Quiet and unassuming, he was in every play, whether carrying the ball or breaking up the enemy's line. To him is largely due the strong, brotherly friendship and spirit of the team. May Nebraska ever have such clean, upright athletes as Captain Shonka, and the result of the season's work will never be in doubt.

   EWALD O. STIEHM is one of those unassuming persons who insist on accomplishing things. When "Eddie" was very young he went to Sunday School. While he was plugging the baldheaded man with a bent pin (propelled by his Bible elastic) the teacher read the text, "Believe ye on me, and ye shall have everlasting life." The baldheaded man awoke with an injured snort, and our hero very modestly looked down his nose. The teacher said fondly: "Now, Ewald, tell us what we must do to have everlasting life." Eddie 0. folded his hands in his lap and replied, "I am not positive of the means of securing everlasting life, but I have read on a billboard that Duffy's Pure Malt Whisky will prolong life." Whereupon the teacher fainted and they hired Stiehm to coach our football team. He also monkeyed around with the basketball team. "Shinguards" once said that he knew our football team would "go" because there was so much Stiehm behind it. That was a mistake. These things make Ewald angry. He entered the "Rag" office and devastated the sporting editor, so that he resigned.
   Sometimes mistaken people call him "Jumbo" Stiehm. That is dangerous; for you know he is called "Jumbo," not because his size approximates elephantine proportions, but because of his feet, which are large, like an elephant's (having about six toes').
   As far as we have been able to ascertain Coach Stiehm has never had a love affair. Think of it, girls! Do you remember

the Michigan game when the "Ump." said Frank's touchdown did nut count? They say that when Mr. Stiehm went home that night, that he took down all the pretty girl pictures in his room and put them in a Bible, stuffed a handkerchief in the telephone transmitter, took off his collar, and said several little things in a whisper that were so hot they peppered the "Ump.'s" soup next morning.
   "Eddie" is sure some coach and he is modest and retiring (as I said before), but that is because of the feet.
TRIMBLE.

   EVERYBODY in the University believes that Jack Best (the name, we mean) is but a distortion of John Bull. Jack, you see, is the nickname for John, and every one is familiar with the relation of Best and Bull. Add to this the succinct fact that J. Best was born, raised, and educated in England, and you have most convincing proof. Yes, Jack was born at Yoval, or at least that's how it sounds, where he lived until his tenth year. His father was a tanner (how good a tanner Jack well remembers from personal experience). Jack was booked to tan after his father. Jack tanned in the suburbs of London. Several years later, after Jack had become quite familiar with the treatment of skins, he engaged in an altercation of a fistic nature, and became the sparring partner of one Micky Welch of pugilistic notoriety. Then Jack established a gymnasium in London and exploited himself as a boxing instructor, until, many years later, having grown gray and honored, he was persuaded by his son to move to Crete, Nebraska, U. S. A., and to resume again his manipulations of bovine cuticle. But his light was not to be hid under a bushel. A great many years ago, before most of us were born, Lieutenant Griffith, U. S. A., then commandant, and a great boxing enthusiast, brought Jack to Lincoln and his present position as chief manipulator of human cuticle.
   In the twenty five years more or less that Jack has officiated he has been doctor to the minor ills of every athlete of any note

that Nebraska has produced. He has seen them come and go, and has given to each of them as a memento the memory of the fairest, squarest, most faithful, loyal, and unselfish adherent Nebraska athletics has ever had. Win, lose, or draw, Jack is for Nebraska, morning, noon, and midnight. His salary consists of a negligible amount of money and a stipend of friendship among his proteges, past and present, that is truly Brobdingnagian in proportions.

   THE girls section, or rather the idea of having a girls section, originated in the mind of "Dog" last fall, when he was considering the best method of securing the attendance of the co-ed contingent at football games. It was, you will remember, in the days before Chancellor Avery made his famous exhortation for the "cussless victory," that the girls first had a section of the big stands assigned for their sole use, occupation, and enjoyment. This gave the boys an opportunity to express their opinion of the referee and the opposing players without trammel. It gave the girls the same opportunity of course, but no one would be so rude as to suggest that any availed themselves of it. It also presented new ground for decorative effects, and permitted the female of the species to appear at the games enrobed in all the fur and fine feathers papa could afford. The girls availed themselves of the opportunity, and the college exchanges of the country were unanimous in approving the decoration of the girls' section at Nebraska. We thought something of it ourselves. In years to come the section may wax larger, but in quality there is small room for improvement to the CORNHUSKER'S way of thinking.