Word: riots
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Judging by newspaper accounts of it, the annual freshman riot at Yale was a great success. As institutions, a class spread, or a picnic, or a jubilee may be well enough in their way, but Yale freshmen are sure that for downright fun a good, democratic riot, with bonfires to dance around, and bottles to throw, and instructors to throw at--why there's no comparison...
With the possible exception of the Treaty of Versailles, no event within the last ten years is fraught with such momentous significance to the newspaper reading public as this last edition of the Yale riot. Certain facts concerning Yale are now established once...
...someone said: "Willie, go to your room!" Willie hesitated--and was lost, for the voice said: "William, go to your room this instant, do you hear? or we'll call back the crew at Gales Ferry!" And William fled with contrition in his heart; and the most successful Yale riot in recent years had come...
First Court. Assembled in the Throne room were about 1,000 guests. The men were clad in brilliant uniforms, bemedaled and bedecorated. The ladies, in a riot of gorgeous color, provided a spectacle more brilliant than any witnessed since 1914. At 9:30 o'clock in the evening, the King, in the uniform of Colonel-in-Chief of the Life Guards, and the Queen, draped in a gown of silver tissue, entered the Throne Room. The band struck up God Save the King. Their Majesties stopped; upon the conclusion of the anthem, His Majesty made a curt...
Enraged at their ignominious defeat, the besotted horde of dirt hounds sought revenge by storming the Crimson Building with their natural weapon, mud. A near riot ensued in which the three CRIMSON news editors who happened to be in the building put 43 lampoon amateurs to shame. Peace was not restored, however, before the blood of the misguided humorists had been spattered indecently over the facade of the building and on the sidewalk. The cringing pseudo-comic mudslingers then retired to their funny little bungalow on Mount Auburn Street, carrying most of their wounded with them...