Word: fairing
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Aethelwold rides off on his mission, to a lusty-spirited folk tune, sung by the chorus (and later, through the corridors, by the audience). "I climb to my saddle," he sings, "and I ride and I ride." He will say to the maiden: "If thou be as fair as men say, do on thy hood and come along o' me; and sooner than a weasel can suck a duck's egg, thou shalt be Queen of England." Near the lady's home, he loses his way, falls asleep, while Mr. Taylor's wood pieces whisper sylvan enchantments and the chorus...
...will not play when and where Harvard wants to play. Harvard will play no football team except at Cambridge until its final two games at the end of the season. Except in those two games, Harvard is not interested in a home-and-home working arrangement that will be fair to other universities. You must play in Harvard's own back yard on the date Harvard names, or not play...
...that even the most studious of those having rooms there are obliged to go out once a day in search of food. That the mortality is so low is surprising, especially when one considers that many motorists, particularly truck-drivers, appear to regard college students as fair game...
...February number of the Advocate contains a fair portion of thoughtful and entertaining writing. The pages to which most readers at Harvard will first turn are those devoted to Mr. Donald Gibbs' "Sawdust Trails in the College"--a kind of "apologia", it may be conjectured, for a recent remark which attained a wider currency than its author intended. Mr. Gibbs' subject is the 'student conference' which too often reaches, in the name of a free discussion of educational problems, no higher result than the training up of the student delegates who attend toward a "future of fair Rotarian godliness...
They say Europe is effete. They say nothing can move sophisticated Europe. . . . Last week in the Salle Gaveau (Paris concert hall) a fair-haired little boy in a blue sailor suit put his violin under his chin and played Mozart. When he had finished he smiled simply at the big audience-smiled, and soon went on playing. He did not seem to notice that women were weeping, that men were looking at their waistcoat buttons. .After his last number, he could not help noticing that hats were flying up in the air, that the room was ringing with deafening cheers...