TOUCHDOWN
Jones tucked the football under his arm with grim determination in his eye. In a scant, ten yards he wc-ald oe across the lini to safety. He. twisted and didged. ■; Men. lunged at him, but he kept on. > ' , . ' He was just thinking "I have made it," when the ball .slipped from his grasp. The whistle blew. , \ Jones st9pped,, sighed,, set down his
kiddy-car,' adjusted his parcels, cursed Santa Claus, picked up the football; the whistle blew again and traffic was once more against him.
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Evening Post, Issue 149, 20 December 1935, Page 17
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85TOUCHDOWN Evening Post, Issue 149, 20 December 1935, Page 17
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