Word: hibben
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...when Princeton students absconded with six policeman's hats and the Harvard Lampoon distributed an exceptionally tasteless issue. Our Alumni Bulletin found it impossible to understand how even the immature Poonmen could have been guilty of such bad taste and vulgarity. President Lowell's letter to Princeton's President Hibben made the only possible apology -- that the Lampoon's lack of sense of humor is apt to be replaced by grossness. But the gash torn by the blundering Poon was too deep to heal quickly, and on November 10th, 1926, Princeton suspended athletic relations with Harvard. To make matters worse...
...which is bad. It sounds and looks evil." But it went down so satisfactorily that Ross got an idea: Dr. Jordan ought to collaborate on a cookbook for ulcer victims. The result, published this week: Good Food for Bad Stomachs (Doubleday; $2.95), by Dr. Jordan and Recipe-Maker Sheila Hibben, with a laudatory foreword by Ross himself...
Hunting American Bears, by Frank C. Hibben. Thirteen certified yarns on the subject, as fascinating as most of Ernest Thompson Seton (TIME, Sept...
...dozen such melodramatic, real-life hunting episodes, University of New Mexico Anthropology Professor Frank (Hunting American Lions) Hibben has put together a bear book as fresh and arresting as the hour-old print of a grizzly's paw. Some of the experiences are Professor-Hunter Hibben's own: he has tracked the varmints through the Southwest and in Alaska. Others he gleaned secondhand from such fast-trailing U.S. hunters as Ben Lilly (TIME, May 15) and Alaska's Allen Hasselborg, who left the States in 1900 and settled for good on desolate Admiralty Island to hunt...
...Bears," says Author Hibben, "are like people. They are all different and generally unpredictable." One chocolate-colored Arizona three-year-old showed such persistent friendliness that compassionate Hunter Hibben, who found himself alone in a canyon with his intended victim, hesitated to kill it. "We stood an eternity there, the bear and I ... The main atmosphere seemed to be one of embarrassment." Hearing the dog pack yelping at its trail, the bear calmly wrestled its way up a tree. "Should I shoot the bear? . . . Certainly this was no sporting thing. I would let Giles finish [him] off." Then suddenly...