Word: crackings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Your uncouth crack about the little known origins of Irish hurly (TIME, Sept. 28) is most unTIMEworthy. It savors of the they-kept-the-pig-in-the-parlor ditties. It is no more probable that hurly started in a clubbed dispute over a potato than it is that tennis began in a courtier's attempt to ward off with a plate a hot dog bandied at him by an irate Louis the Whosis. Elsewhere you state that hurly is at least a thousand years old and the potato was not known in Europe until the 16th century...
...stand being labeled a Georgetownite (though I live in the Free State), but the last paragraph of the review, wherein it is said that Ross, Anderson and others of the "Georgetown Group" singled themselves out for encomiums, strikes me as a pretty dirty and unwarranted crack...
Meanwhile at Roosevelt Field, Long Island, nearest airport to Garden City, the 1911 flight was to be reenacted by Charles Sherman ("Casey") Jones in a 1911 Curtiss "pusher," and by Dean Smith, crack airmail pilot and Antarctic flyer of the Byrd expedition, in a Pilgrim monoplane. One sack of mail was to be dropped by parachute near the Mineola postoffice, the remainder flown to Newark for transfer to regular airmail planes...
...Saratoga Springs, N. Y., Oilman Harry Ford Sinclair sold his entire string of 25 racehorses for the disappointing price of $81,300. He still retains his crack breeding farm at Jobstown. N. J., where lives Zev, winner of the 1923 Kentucky Derby. Reason for the Sinclair sale: Last month Saratoga race stewards looked askance when the Sinclair entry in the Burnt Hill handicap was discovered to be poisoned. They declared Sinclair's trainer responsible, but not culpable, for the horse's condition, barred the Sinclair stable from entering horses in races overnight...
Fine weather came three days later when nine Army bombers soared out over the Atlantic for another crack at the Mt. Shasta. Fifty bombs of 100 Ib. and 300 Ib. were dropped from 5,000 ft. around the target. Only two hits were scored which damaged the rusty freighter hardly at all. The Mt. Shasta still rode high on a calm sea. Two Coast Guard cutters thereupon went alongside, spent two hours firing one-pounders pointblank into her below the water line. At last she filled with water, sank in 150 fathoms. The Navy's mocking grin...