Word: meadow
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Elmer J. Boeseka Jr. of California prevented the college-boy Old Aikens, green-shirted national junior champions (TIME, Aug. 5), from becoming the year's outstanding U. S. polo team. by galloping through them, 18 goals to 8, in the final of the Waterbury Cup matches at Meadow Brook. Both teams were put out early in the open championship, won last fortnight by Irish Captain C. T. I. Roark's four...
...part played by Mrs. Hitchcock in developing polo players is without parallel. The new junior champions-who went undefeated through 1927, won the Meadowbrook and Hempstead Cups last year and this year defeated Winston Guest's freebooters for the Westbury Cup-are all graduates of the Meadow Larks, a training school organized by her with experts like Devereaux Milburn and Malcolm Stevenson supervising and refereeing. Internationalist Guest was once a Meadow Lark. Some, and perhaps all of the present Old Aikens will doubtless become Internationalists. "Schooling" for polo means learning horsemanship with and without a mallet. It means...
...havoc was on paper. Real tragedy swept the clouds when two planes, flying in close formation in the simulated air raid on Columbus, collided at 10,000 ft. Lieut. Edward L. Meadow was chewed to bits by the propeller of a plane piloted by Lieut. A. Fred Solter. Lieut. Solter, parachuting for his life, was carried to a hospital...
...through several hands before being bought by Mr. Bruce. He had such an unpleasant temper that starters almost barred him. This, perhaps as much as anything, led Mr. Bruce to try him at jumping. He was a success from the start and won the Maryland Grand National twice, the Meadow Brook Cup. the Maryland Hunt Cup and the Manor Cup. When he was first taken to England, Albert Ober rode him but, after three defeats, he asked to be relieved and Cullinan, a smart little Irish professional, was engaged. Last year's tragedy was a double one for Cullinan...
Introspection is the mother of image-sorting. So long as one is in a state of interior solitude, one can introspect almost anywhere-walking along a crowded street, in a sunny meadow, in a room where typewriters are banging, in a room alone with a fire, in bed in the morning or just before falling asleep at night...