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...Varsity won right down the line, from Bill Reidy's decision victory in the 121-pound class to Dug Burns' triumph in the 175-pound division, but gridder Stan Durwood, in the unlimited section, was pinned by the Gymnasts' Larry Mulvaney in 4:07 for the only Crimson loss of the afternoon...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Matmen Strangle Springfield, 29-5 | 2/23/1943 | See Source »

Thus Kipling's Private Terence Mulvaney, a professional fighting man to the tip of his mustaches, but a private after years in the Queen's service ("I was rejuced aftherwards, but, no matther, I was a Corp'ril wanst"). Last week the U.S. Army announced, in effect, that no Mulvaneys were wanted. After their three-year enlistment, regular privates will not be allowed to re-enlist unless they are worthy of promotion to higher grade (i.e., noncommissioned rank) or have specialists' ratings...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Defense: No Mulvaneys | 7/14/1941 | See Source »

...until there were such things as a Labor Cabinet, a British General Strike, a Depression and 11,000,000 British votes for the League of Nations, which signifies nothing if it does not signify the passing of Imperialism. When this has passed, what becomes of Gunga Din, of Privates Mulvaney, Ortheris and Learoyd and of the Road to Mandalay...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: King of English | 1/27/1936 | See Source »

Famed Private Terence Mulvaney, central character in Rudyard Kipling's Soldiers Three stories, used to carry around with him a picture of himself in a Corporal's uniform, and remark sadly: "I was a Corporal once, but I was rejuced...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Reduced | 7/11/1927 | See Source »

Quite suddenly the wind dropped and all was serene again; so we ducked quickly into the nearest hollow, began to remove the wrappings from the action our guns, and broke out a few packets of ammunition. After this we hobbled our mounts and settled down to wait, in what Mulvaney calls "Invidjus apprehenshun." Nothing happened. We waited some more. Still no sign of our friends. Then "Eddie" called me over to his side of the depression and showed me a distant object, which my field glasses revealed as our strayed pet. We lost no time in retrieving...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Alumnus Tells of Raids, Escapes, and Revelry in the Sahara Desert | 1/8/1927 | See Source »

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