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case of the "Ins" appeared desperate indeed. They could oppose three men only to the enemy's five; and these were odds, which, in such a contest as the "Picked Sixes," it was impossible to maintain. It wanted, however, only eight minutes to the hour, when this last mischance occurred, and they were still one game ahead.
"We won't give it up," said Norton to his two comrades, as they paused after another short but desperate struggle, in which, after contriving to keep the "Outs at bay, beyond all expectation for several charges, they had been overpowered by numbers, and lost another game, thus reducing their score to a tie with that of their antagonists. "We won't give it up. While there
is life there is hope; and it can't want more than three or four minutes to the hour now."
'No, we won't give it up," said Story; “I agree with you there. But there is really no chance for us. They are up to all the advantages of their superior numbers; they rush straight against you, breast to breast, so that you can't pass them; and another fellow is always ready behind, to take up the kick before you have recovered from the shock. With such players as Shaw, Selby, and Thorpe, not to say Hooper and Bell, it is quite impossible to play at odds."
"Nevertheless we'll try," said Norton. Hope, do you take my place, and let me have the first kick, and do you back me up, Story, as well as you can. If I can kick it past any one of them, we may save the day still."
This conversation took place during the minute which was allowed between two games; and the umpire once more placing the ball in the middle of the lists, gave the signal to recommence. Norton rushed forward, and succeeded in kicking past Hooper, whom he dashed to the ground with his left arm, as he passed. But Shaw, perceiving their plan, now threw himself directly in
his way; and the two leaders, meeting with the crash of two wild bulls charging one another, fell both of them to the ground, every particle of breath for the moment being driven out of their bodies. Harry Story sprang over the fallen giants, and was met in like fashion by Selby, both champions rolling over without advantage to either side.
"Now for it, Thorpe? Hurrah, Thorpe," shouted the "Outs," as the boy named, springing forward unopposed, drove the ball forward with a force which sent it nearly to the end of the field, where Hope now stood alone. Thorpe rushed forward to follow up his kick, Bell and Hooper succeeding him at intervals, to make sure of the victory. But at this moment Hope, rushing forward, caught the flying ball in his arms. Nimbly evading the approach of Thorpe, he ran with it still tightly clasped in his embrace: he broke away from Bell, who attempted to seize him, and had more than passed the middle of the lists, before he was arrested by Hooper. A furious struggle now commenced; Hooper and Bell endeavouring to tear the ball from his grasp, and Hope retaining it with the most determined pluck. All three soon came to the ground, and rolled over one another in wild confusion, amid the deafening shouts of the favourers of either party. But Thorpe had now reached the spot, and the unequal contest could no longer be maintained. The ball was wrenched from Hope's grasp, and Thorpe, poising it in his hands, was about to launch it into the air, securing thereby the victory to the " Ins," when the deep tones of the Minster clock came pealing over the meadows; and the voice of the umpire was heard shouting aloud, "Time up. Ten games for the 'Ins,' and ten for the 'Outs.' The match is drawn."
So ended the most evenly contested and exciting foot-ball match ever played at Barford Bridge.-" Barford Bridge," Rev. H. C. Adams.
BATTLE OF CRESSY.
THIS great and well-contested battle was fought on the 26th of August, 1346. Edward chose his ground with advantage near the village of Cressy. He drew up his army on a gentle ascent, and divided them into three lines. The first line was commanded by the Prince of Wales (then only fifteen years of age), and under him by the Earls of Warwick and Oxford, by Harcourt, and by the Lords Chandos, Holland, and other noblemen. The Earls Arundel and Northampton, with the Lords Willoughby, Basset, Roos, and Sir Lewis Tufton, were at the head of the second line. Edward took to himself the command of the third division, by which he proposed either to bring succour to the two first, or to push his advantages against the enemy. He had likewise the precaution to throw up trenches on his flanks; and he placed all his baggage behind him in a wood, which he also secured by an entrenchment.
The skill and order of this disposition, with the tranquillity in which it was made, served extremely to compose the minds of the soldiers; and the king, that he might further inspirit them, rode through the ranks with such an air of cheerfulness and alacrity, as conveyed the highest confidence into every beholder. He pointed out
to them the necessity to which they were reduced, and the certain and inevitable destruction which awaited them, if, in their present situation, enclosed on all hands in an enemy's country, they trusted to anything but their own valour, or gave that enemy an opportunity of taking revenge for the many insults and indignities which they had of late put upon him. He reminded them of the visible ascendant which they had hitherto maintained over all the bodies of French troops that had fallen in their way; and assured them, that the superior numbers of the army which at present hovered
over them, was compensated by the order in which he had placed his own army, and the resolution which he expected from them. He demanded nothing, he said, but that they would imitate his own example, and that of the Prince of Wales; and as the honour, the lives, and liberties of all were now exposed to the same danger, he was confident that they would make one common effort to extricate themselves from their present difficulties; and that their united courage would give them the victory over all their enemies. It is related by some historians that Edward, besides the resources which he found in his own genius and presence of mind, employed also a new invention against the enemy, and placed in his front some pieces of artillery-the first that had yet been made use of on any remarkable occasion in Europe.
The invention of artillery was at this time known in France as well as in England; but Philip, the French king, in his hurry to overtake the enemy, had left his cannon behind him, which he regarded as a useless encumbrance. All his movements discovered the same imprudence and haste. Impelled by anger, (a dangerous counsellor,) and trusting to the great superiority of his numbers, he thought that all depended on forcing an engagement with the English; and that if he could once reach the enemy in their retreat, the victory on his side must certainly ensue. He made a hasty march, in some confusion, from Abbe-ville; but after he had advanced about two leagues, some gentlemen whom he had sent before to take a view of the English, returned to him, and brought him intelligence that they had seen them drawn up in great order, and awaiting his arrival.. They, therefore, desired him to defer the combat till the ensuing day, when his army would have recovered from their fatigue, and might be disposed into better order than their present hurry had permitted them to observe. Philip assented to this counsel; but the former hurry of his march, and the
impatience of the French nobility, made it impracticable for him to put it into execution,-one division pressed upon another; orders to stop were not seasonably conveyed to all of them; this immense body was not governed by sufficient discipline to be manageable; and the French army, imperfectly formed into three lines, arrived already fatigued and disordered, in presence of the enemy. The first line, consisting of 15,000 Genoese cross-bowmen, was commanded by Anthony Doria and Charles Grimaldi; the second was led by the Count of Alençon, brother to the king: the king himself was at the head of the third. Besides the French monarch, there were no less than three crowned heads in his armythe king of Bohemia, the king of the Romans (his son), and the king of Majorca,-with all the nobility and great vassals of the crown of France. The army now consisted of above 120,000 men-more than three times the number of the enemy. But the prudence of one man was superior to the advantage of all this force and splendour.
The English, on the approach of the French army, kept their ranks firm and immovable, and the Genoese first began the attack. There had happened, a little before the engagement, a thunder-shower, which had moistened and relaxed the strings of the Genoese crossbows; and their arrows, for this reason, fell short of the enemy. The English archers, taking their bows out of their cases, poured in a shower of arrows upon this multitude who were opposed to them, and soon threw them into disorder.
The Genoese fell back upon the heavy-armed cavalry of the Count of Alençon, who, enraged at their cowardice, ordered his troops to put them to the sword, The artillery fired amidst the crowd; the English archers continued to send in their arrows among them; and nothing was to be seen in that vast body but hurry and confusion, terror and dismay. The young Prince of