Word: greenly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Carleton Green '30 will play the part of the parasite. The part of Erotium, the girl whom Menaechmus prefers to his wife, will be taken by R. W. Hyde '30. Her establishment consists of a cook, F. M. Chambers '30. and a maid, Matthew Hale, Jr. '32. H. C. Friend '31 will play the doctor, who is summoned to treat the supposedly mad Menaechmus...
...about two weeks before the meet. A tentative line up forwarded to the University athletic authorities is a follows: Sprints: B. M. Norton (O); 440-yards dash: R. Leigh Wood (O); 880-yard run: W. C. Went-worth (O), and N. H. Gutteridge (O); One-mile run: C. E. Green (C), and H. S. Townsend (O); Three-mile run: D. M. Wilson (C), and J. M. Humphrey (O): High hurdles: H.G. Harper (O), and I. R. Mann (C); Low Hurdles: Harper and R. M. N. Tisdall (C); Shot-Put: C. F. Cates (O), and Tisdall: Broad Jump: N. W. Revans...
...outcome of today's contest will be. After all, that doesn't matter so much. What makes us feel proud and happy to be a "V" student is the fact that we see a wonderful bunch of fellows out there on the field, willing and anxious to advance the Green and Gold banner of baseball prestige as far as they are able to do so. They're clean players; they're young players; they're good players. What more can one ask? You who come to the games cannot help but enjoy them. Again we demand--What more...
...behind the scenes who's working, and working mighty hard, to dust the dust off the diamond dusters to smooth off the rough edges, now that the team has advanced so far into the season. He's already done an excellent job. He's taken a green team, given them the golden wisdom of his long experience and produced a Green and Gold combination that we may well be proud...
...dashing beauties of the Danube. At dawn last week two Budapest ballet dancers, Mary Radvanny and Sussanne Winghardy, rivals for the favor of a stalwart young Budapestian, repaired to a clearing in a secluded wood near the city. A friend went with them, carrying a long green baize bag. Soon the clearing echoed with the harsh scrape of steel, the clear ring of blade ion cup hilt. The enraged beauties engaged in no vapid stabbing of the air. Like most able dancers, they had long taken fencing lessons. Panting, with clenched teeth and tousled hair, Mary Radvanny and Sussanne Winghardy...