Word: oxonian
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...from stimulating Oxford's rowing Blues to greater efforts, a dozen defeats dulled their interest in the sport. Last month, while Cantabrigians were trying new and spectacular routines of preparation, such as having each man in the boat row a stroke in turn to perfect coordination, all Oxonian oarsmen could think of was to guzzle milk instead of good strong beer at their training table. The night before the race, to nerve themselves for the ordeal, they consumed a champagne supper...
...John's Chestnuts." As the Imperial Airways liner carrying Sir John Simon approached Amsterdam, it coasted down to a landing and aboard stepped the handsome young Oxonian fixer who likes to be called "Mr. Eden...
Captain McGregor (Gary Cooper) is a hardbitten, warm-hearted soldier. Lieut. Forsythe (Franchot Tone) is a flip Oxonian, with good manners and a lionheart. Lieut. Stone (Richard Cromwell) is the tenderfoot son of the stern regimental commander (Sir Guy Standing). The three engage in sport and pleasant banter until a rascally potentate kidnaps young Stone and the other two attempt to rescue him. When the potentate puts lighted bamboo splinters under McGregor's finger nails, he makes a face but tells no secrets. Neither does Forsythe, but flabby Stone despicably reveals the whereabouts of a British ammunition train...
...nightingales. The strike over, the arresting semicolon lifted, the travellers went on, to finish their sentences in a new direction. Sadder and supposedly wiser, Julian and the jilted bride bore each other company to Corunna, brave but bereft. The Author looks like a British Richard Halliburton. An Oxonian, he once distinguished himself at rowing by upsetting the entire eight because he had stopped to look at a kingfisher. Now 26 and an advertising copywriter, he travels when he can, goes alone, stops at cheap hotels, loves Spain. Delay in the Sun, Author Thome's second novel, is the January...
...story of vicarious travel in the Far East, 26-year-old Oxonian Fleming first takes us along the outside rim of Red China, along the Trans-Siberian Express, from Moscow to Manchukuo. Fleming is immediately disarming as he announces that this is "a superficial account of an unsensational journey". His Anglo-Saxon honesty compels him to add "I dare say I could have made my half-baked conclusions on the major issue of the Far East sound convincing. But it is one thing to bore your readers and another to mislead them". Such frankness is, indeed, unusual...