They were not Tilden and Johnston. They were not Borotra and Brugnon. They were much younger than that slim high school lads in their teens. But to them the match was infinitely more important than any that was ever played at Forest Hills or Wimbledon. And they played ably serving swiftly, slamming hard there in a Manhattan armory, for the national junior indoor tennis championship. The larger of the two, Henry C. Johnson Jr., of Newton Academy (Waban, Mass.), was behind but wearing well, pulling up. The frail one, Horace G. Orser, of George Washington High School (Manhattan), had fatigued himself...
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