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...find to my horror that I am surrounded by Amherstians. Last Saturday I thought to profit by my error. I entered through a different gate, selected a very different seat position. This time I confidently inform my neighbors that Harvard is my hope, whereupon said neighbors commence to bellow out: "B-R-O-W-N." I felt a long ways from home. If ever, dear reader, you witness a football match in Australia, don't "barrack" (cheer) for Balmain among the Newtonites. You may never see the Statue of Liberty again...
...response to this gentle warning, the Republican Committee let out a full-throated bellow. "The Republican National Committee," it roared, "will welcome a few prosecutions, instead of just intimidating propaganda designed to scare people, to stop them from talking about high taxes imposed by the New Deal. . . . What is the Department of Justice going to do to Governor Alfred M. Landon? At Buffalo he said that people paid 2? taxes on every loaf of bread...
Back came the New York voice, remote and cheerful: "Certainly, General. Go ahead!'' Above the storm's roar the General valiantly began to bellow: "It will be a wonder if this article ever gets to the papers. It is written in a little cottage on the Delaware eastern shore. Last night a hurricane struck. The water...
...fact he is-the Teuton Messiah. He had a Message this year bolder than ever before. In the final build-up of tense emotion, 400 new German heavy bombers and fighting aircraft of all sorts literally darkened the sky above Nürnberg, made windows rattle with the bellow of their motors and brought gulps to German throats. Then, with every radio station in the Fatherland broadcasting his words, with every German who had a radio set instructed to be listening in, and with loudspeakers blaring in the streets and squares of every German city, town and village, Adolf Hitler...
...time, it was done with fear and trembling and even Copey, Harvard's beloved Charles Townsend Copeland, looked, up on the invasion of the first-year class as the approach of doom. For with 1,000 lusty throats, as yet unmodulated by the traditions of the College, to bellow "Reinhart" the prospect was not too pleasant...