three o'clock
On Wednesday the last real practice of the season was to be held , since the Thursday performance was more in the nature of an exhibition for the school than real work , and on Friday afternoon the team was to journey over to Oakdale , on the Sound , and remain there until Saturday forenoon . But the weather proved unkind on Wednesday . In the middle of the forenoon the wind veered around to the south and a drizzle of rain set in . By three o'clock the drizzle had grown into a very respectable downpour and the gridiron was slow and slippery . But Mr. Robey was not to be deterred and , with Danny Moore anxiously hovering about like a hen with a batch of ducklings , the ` varsity was put through a half-hour of signal work , punting and catching . Then the second , wet and muddy , came across to the first team gridiron and the two elevens leaped at each other again . Danny followed close behind , cautioning and scolding , and more than one player was dragged out of the mêlée and sent off to the gym in spite of the coach 's pleas and protestations .