Word: clicking
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Both undergraduate articles somehow fail to click. "Rome Denied," by Peter Ward Fay '45 combines clever phraseology with a thesis that is neither original nor stimulating, for he holds that Italy's trials during the past seventy years are a reflection of a second-class power striving vainly to reconstruct the grandeur that was Rome. Samuel Perry '45, on the other hand, has an important subject but fails to express it well. Perry is defending the Negro press, an institution well worth both defense and encouragement, but whose existence and importance are virtually unknown except among its own subscribers...
Harlow's teams were supposed to click in November . . . This year Dick was one day ahead of himself, for the Crimson certainly clicked last Saturday, October...
...frequent occurrence. The forth-coming door-to-door pledge drive must be complete and efficient, covering every room. If the present system of collection at House dining halls has proven itself the most effective, the salesmen at the table should be more aggressive. They should lay down Life, Click, and even Time for their period on duty, and make a real personal effort to peddle their products. And, though the University has made it a policy never to urge officially that students contribute to "good causes," they should take a hand in this one. Too much is at stake...
When the Crimson passing attack began to click in the second half, it made a runaway rout seem nearer to a real contest . . . The statistics prove that to be no illusion . . . Jackie Comeford threw ten of Harvard's 21 attempted tosses completing five for a .500 average and 73 yards gained . . . To top this he carried the ball three times for 29 more yards and a running average of 9.6 yards, to which might be added Johnson's 20-yard pass which Jack brought...
...Nights in a Barroom" fall hardest where it should have shone brightest. The specialty numbers--especialty those of old-timer Vic Faust, a toothless Al Smith with a hangover--click beautifully. But the attempts of the rest of the cast to pile on the old-fashioned melodrama with a trowel fall pretty flat. They use restraint where hamming is called for; and they don't even give the villain-hissing audience a fighting chance to display its wares. A livelier paced direction, with more emphasis on the exists and entrances that give blood-and-thunder its special quality would have...