Word: lane
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Assisting Dunn as Jayvee coach will be Arthur Lane, captain of the 1933 Princeton eleven, line coach; John H. Dean '34, backfield coach; and Ralph Bucknam, Jayvee backfield coach last fall, end coach...
...booted footmen sprang up behind, the coachman cracked his whip, and out through Grosvenor Gate the coach rolled, to smack into collision with a lumbering scarlet omnibus. With one horse streaming blood, the coach careened wildly up Park Lane at a dead run. White-faced but resolute, Sir George Sidney Clive, D. S. 0. bounced about. There was a second collision near the corner by the Marble Arch with an evil-smelling sweeper's cart, wrenching a wheel off the coach. Shaken but uninjured the Marshal of the Diplomatic Corps descended from his rehearsal...
...chestnut 12-year-old, Hotspur II, was leading when Trouble Maker went down. Captain Kettle, ridden by Charles R. White, trying for his third Maryland Hunt Cup victory in a row, came up fast as the field went over the last two jumps. On the home stretch, down a lane between red fences to hold the crowd back, the two fought through one of the brilliant finishes for which the Maryland Hunt Cup is famed. When it was over, Hotspur II was still leading, by less than half a length. Fifteen lengths behind, the two other finishers straggled home...
...great bulk into an open Mercedes, already half full of roses and tulips, he drove to his Emmy's house on the same swank street as the U. S. Embassy, picked her up, drove on to the Realmchancellery, picked up Best Man Adolf Hitler and drove down a lane of 33,000 uniformed Nazis of both sexes...
Almost any afternoon in that rainy fall of 1771 you might have seen Oliver Goldsmith wandering out along the lanes of Hendon and Edgeware. From his aimless gait and the doleful expression on his face you would scarcely have guessed that he was busy concocting a new farce-comedy. But that's what he was doing. As yet it had no name, and the chances of its ever seeing the lights of London were none too good. Especially since Goldsmith got along so poorly with the theatre managers--Garrick of the Drury Lane, and Coleman of the Covent Garden...