Word: marke
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...only runner besides Tracy to break the varsity's domination of the first ten places was Penn's Roy Rissinger, who took fourth behind the Crimson's Mark Mullin. Sophomore Jack Benjamin gave indications that he may some day be almost as valuable as his brother Dyke, one of the all-time Crimson greats, as he came in a strong fifth...
Today will mark the 18th meeting between the two teams. It has been a long time since either carried much weight in the Ivy League race, but the rejuvenated Crimson and the spirited Columbia squad with its revamped offense are rising to prominence again. A note of warning to the Lions: after its heart-breaking defeat by Benham and Co. in 1956, Harvard bounced back to outscore powerful Dartmouth 28 to 21. The varsity will be out for blood again this afternoon. Harvard Squad PROBABLE STARTING LINE-UP NO. NAME POSITION 80 CAPPIELLO, DAVID L. E 84 KEOHANE, HAROLD...
Inside John Hedreen is an important question mark for the varsity. After conquering the effects of a virus attack, he pulled a thigh muscle in the Williams game and will see only limited action today...
Another Crimson showing like Saturday's debacle against Brown seems improbable. Mark Mullin and Jed Fitzgerald have stood out in practice this week, and Don Kirkland and Jack Benjamin are ready to move up with the frontrunners...
...half of the issue (it starts from both back and front and reads into the middle like a high school humor magazine) is devoted to the poetry of Mark J. Mirsky, David Landan, and Thomas Weisbuch, all Harvard undergraduates. Mirsky's poems are mostly short, tight sketches, upon banal subjects, revealing a certain sensitivity, but constantly becoming fouled in their own language. There are technical errors in many of these poems, inaccuracies of expression, inconsistencies in metaphor (even louts, when angry, do not grin, etc.) and a rough, amateurish quality in word choice. There is, however, a certain crude gentleness...