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...battle between Brown and Yale, two prospective Crimson opponents, than in the Penn State clash which bids fair to be not much more than a second team tester, even though the Nittany Lions have been pointing all their noses towards this contest. When the Bruins emerge from their lair to tackle the Elis, who appear to have been in complete hibernation so far, there is no doubt but that fur will fly in the 37th meeting of the two aggregations. Brown sees its first real chance of a victory over Yale since 1926, while the Blue players, on the other...
...personnel said 'so long' to camp life and our efficient Marine Corps ground crew and soared into a spotted sky of blue and white, breaking fog for the return flight to Lakehurst. . . . Very soon the first of the Akron's planes was hooked on and stowed in its lair within the ship. . . . Just south of Gilroy, Calif, dense fog rolled inland from Monterey Bay up to about 2,000 ft. The coast line was not sighted but after determining by dead reckoning and bearings on mountain peaks that we had crossed the coast we dove blindly into...
...leaped two naval lieutenants, an army sergeant and two corporals of Gendarmerie, all pointing pistols which made the guards run. Bursting into the Premier's lobby, the five attackers found it guarded by Policeman Yasomatsu Hirayama. They shot him, forced their way on into the helpless Old Fox's lair. Screamed his daughter-in-law: "Please let us escape...
...anarchist of the deepest dye. Though politically a heman, personally he has traits barely infantile. When a girl at his Swiss boarding house repulses his torrid advances, in a pet he plants a dummy bomb under his bed to terrify the boarders, decamps for England. From anarchist lair to lair he jumps. In Paris he meets Luciana, who recognizes the star of fortune burning over his beetling brow. She becomes his mistress, mothers him and his destiny with incomparable tact...
Like a hoary ground hog looking for a shadow, Rudyard Kipling has again ventured from his Sussex lair. But either his spring is late or Mr. Kipling has passed to disembodied immortality and the twilight of the gods. No shadow falls. This first new fiction volume of Kipling in six years, a collection of 14 stories, 19 verses, conveys chiefly an aged emptiness. The stories are, of course, masterfully told, but they are not masterpieces...