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t AT THE FORKS OF THE GRAND scarcely stand, and the victory went to the team with two men who could still run. And probably Mayor Whitlaw was right when he spoke of the local Saxons learning to face the enemy with indomitable courage; for on Paris playing-fields young Parisians frequently faced the foe of the day in violent and bloody battles. Such a battle was fought on May 24, 1883, when our heroes vanquished an invading tribe of Indians and victoriously left the field with a prize of money. After two hours of fierce conflict, the score stood at 2 to i in favor of the Paris Brants. Then the battered braves, having lost heart, sullen- ly surrendered. Gloomily their chief, according to The Brant Review, grunted: We play rough; you play rough. We heavy team; you heavy team. We get one game; you get two. We canna get two games. We play no more to show people. The editor naturally blamed the Indians for the rough play. "The Parisians," he said, "commenced as gentlemanly a game as any white club could play." Then he went on to castigate Pine Tree, a brave of 220 pounds: . . . who a short time before had broken a man's arm, five years before had broken the leg of the Paris player Winslow, and on the !*~ ~ present occasion had beat Winslow until his legs were battered and ran blood through his stockings. He then deliberately hit Dawson over the head. So Dawson gave him a two-inch cut on the head. The Paris warriors did not always win. In July, 1885, they in- vaded Windsor, but upon a bloody field were badly beaten: Some rough play was indulged in about the Paris goal by Moffat, the Windsor slugger who played a systematic course of fouls throughout the match, but did not show a single point that would entitle him to be considered an average lacrosse player. Before many minutes the Paris defence showed signs of sanguinary con- flict, the blood running down their faces or through their shirts as the results of Moffat's sanguinary slugging. The fact is, the man is a brute. He finally knocked Charlie Robinson senseless with a cut on the head. And in July, i886, the Brants were chased from a field in Hamilton by a stone-throwing mob. It seems, in the words of The Brant Review, that they enraged the crowd by "playing somewhat too vigorously". Naturally Parisians were very proud of the Brants. In i88r, when the team went on tour as far east as Montreal, they packed the street in front of the telegraph office to get news of each game. When an important game was being played in Riverview Park, they descended Homestead Road in great crowds to support their champions. In i886, for example, they made up a large part of a crowd of 2000 that watched Paris defeat Brantford. They enjoyed the verbal battles that followed each game between Paris and Brantford, particularly 194