“Haughton studied the rules and found nothing to prevent Warner’s scheme.  He wrote a friendly letter to Warner, stating that he did not think it for the best interest of the game to permit his players to appear in the Stadium equipped in this way, at the same time admitting that there was nothing in the rules against it.  Taking no chances, however, Haughton worked out a scheme of his own.  He discovered that there was no rule which prevented painting the ball red, so he had a ball painted the same color as the crimson jerseys.  Had the Indians come on the field with the leather ruse sewed on their jerseys, Haughton would have insisted that the game be played with the crimson ball.

“What did I learn in my football course?  I learned to control my temper, to exercise judgment, to think quickly and act decisively.  I learned the meaning of discipline, to take orders and carry them out to the best of my ability without asking why.  I had through the training regular habits knocked into me.  I learned to meet, know and size up men.  I learned to smile when I was the most discouraged fellow in this great wide world, the importance of being on time, a better control of my nerves, and to demand the respect of fellow players.  I learned to work out problems for myself and to apply my energy more intelligently,—­to stick by the ship.  I secured a wide friendship which money can’t buy.”

What Eddie Mahan was to Harvard, Charlie Barrett, Captain of the victorious 1915 Eleven, was to Cornell.  The Ithaca Captain was one of those powerful runners whose remarkable physique did not interfere with his shiftiness.  Like his Harvard contemporary, he was a fine leader, but unlike Mahan, with whom he clashed in the game with the Crimson in his final year, he was not able to play the play through what was to him probably the most important gridiron battle of his career.  Nevertheless, it was his touchdown in the first quarter that sounded the knell of the Crimson hopes that day, and Cornell men will always believe that his presence on the side line wrapped in a blanket, after his recovery from the shock that put him out of the game, had much to do with inspiring his Eleven.

Barrett was one of the products of the Cleveland University School, whence so many star players have been sent up to the leading universities.  On the occasion of his first appearance at Ithaca it became a practical certainty that he would not only make the Varsity Eleven, but would some day be its captain.  In course of time it became a habit for the followers of the Carnelian and White to look to Barrett for rescue in games that seemed to be hopelessly in the fire.

In his senior year the team was noted for its ability to come from behind, and this team spirit was generally understood as being the reflection of that of their leader.  The Cornell Captain played the second and third periods of his final game against Pennsylvania in a dazed condition, and it is a tribute to his mental and physical resources that in the last period of that game he played perhaps as fine football as he had ever shown.