Word: combating
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...influence thereby exercised in bringing out new men in rowing and ball playing, these sports seem to have aroused a very gratifying enthusiasm and feeling of emulation in several quarters where such a result could not reasonably be expected. Not only has the Crimson challenged the Advocate to mortal combat - on the Charles - but now, we understand, following this illustrious precedent, a foot-ball match between the Pierian and the Glee Club is being very seriously discussed. If but this last great consummation be reached, towards what higher point can our athletics strive? Musical, foot-ball and literary sculling! What...
Columbia College students are preparing for the annual triumph which the Sophomore clan will celebrate tomorrow night, "having," as the invitation reads, "vanquished in deadly combat their treacherous Legendre." The triumphal procession will start from the Worth monument at 10 P.M., the students wearing white gowns and carrying torches. Preceding the procession will be a band of music, while a wagon, carrying an effigy of the "vanquished foe" will bring up the rear. Ambrose D. Henry will be the imperator of the evening; a poem will be read by the haruspex, J. Foster Jenkins, Jr., and J. H. Ward...
After the tug-of-war a very realistic mock exhibition of single combat was given by two of the Zuni warrior chiefs. They worked themselves up to a high pitch of excitement, but were immediately quieted on the interposition of the Zuni priest. The priest then recited an incantation, which was interpreted by Mr. Cushing, "May the spirit of the bow, the arrow, the shield, the spear - may the spirit of war set up-on you all." A religious dance was then given by three of the Indians, accompanied by the weird music of a chant and chorus. Three times...
...mouth shows decision and determination. She's rather opinionative. There's a deal of individuality about that forehead; and I war-want that beneath that depth of dark-brown hair there are some terrific uprisings of combativeness. That nose, too, just the least bit on the ascendency, bespeaks a fond relish for logomachy; it starts up just a little as if it sniffed the air for scents of strife and combat." Thus spoke my reflective, phrenological self. But my unphrenological, my natural self, exclaimed, "By the six consumptive sons of my goodie, this girl has a pretty face! Wonderfully pretty...
...poor Edith! She was trembling violently, as indeed she might; and the consciousness of her misery roused me to a sense of present duty. I knew I must combat my own feelings and control my own countenance. I must have time to think, too, - time to get away from the horrible presence of - Edith Austen's brother...