Word: fellows
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Heinrich Steinweg had a long brown beard that lay on his chest like a cloud guarding a secret. His son, Charles, also had a beard, but he was a wild, moonlighting fellow, and the end of it was that he had to flee the country. His choice left him free to write a letter home in which he described glowingly the country he had reached. His father, mother, six assorted brothers, sisters, set out to reach his side. When Henry Clay was making a vain but practised compromise with Death, and John Calhoun had roared his last, Peter Cooper, builder...
...three Mayos. Perhaps his appearance prejudiced, for he was not genial. No ruddy jester was he, with a nervous eyelid and a midwifian ribaldry to cheer the anxious parent in her distress. Far from it. William J. was a spot that way, but Charles was a doleful fellow, "with a face pulled out of tallow." That was a long time ago. Last year, at the Democratic Convention in Manhattan, Charles Horace Mayo was loudly mentioned (though his name was never put in nomination) as a candidate both for the Presidency and the Vice Presidency of the U. S.-an honor...
...tested her hypothesis by bearing an illegitimate lad who, being naive as well as natural, supported her contention by never asking who his father was until the old scalawag himself, white-haired and green-backed, walked into the hotel, demanded a room. In act two, somebody shot the old fellow in the stomach. Who? What dastard was responsible? Not even the excellent performance of one Edith King, or the dramatic disclosures made by a female detective who had been disguised throughout as "Belinda, a parlormaid," could convince the audience that the right man, in the end, had been apprehended...
...referee, bending above Pugilist Tom Gibbons, had looked with shrewd and not unkindly eyes at his split mouth, puffed face, smashed nose, blotchy body, put a question to him. In 30 seconds more, the bell would start the twelfth round of Gibbons' battle against Eugene Tunney, a handsome fellow with a pompadour, a mild face, who sat facing him from the opposite corner of the ring. Tiered in darkness, 40,000 watchers perspired freely. They saw the solicitous referee bend above Gibbons. They saw Gibbons shake his head. The bell rang. Gibbons stood up. He took a step, smacked...
Tomorrow morning Class Day will be opened with a service for Seniors in Appleton Chapel at 9 o'clock. The sermon will be delivered by the Right Reverend William Lawrence '71, Bishop of the Diocese of Massachusetts and Fellow of Harvard College...