Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Accompanied by seven others, including two undergraduates of the University, Ostheimer started in June from Jasper, Alberia, and rode south to Mount Daia, the first of the 30 hitherto unclimed peaks which were scaled during the summer by the expedition. One of the most spectacular feats was the climbing of four peaks in the Columbia ice-field in 36 hours without rest. One of the highest peaks encountered was "Mount Lowell", 10,800 feet high, named by the party in honor of President Lowell...
Another industry which requires the horse is the military; a major feature of the week was the tests for army animals. The first evening Major R. S. Timmis, Canada, rode Bucephalus (name of the war horse of Alexander the Great) to win an international cup, made in London for George III, latterly presented by Jan Ciechanowski, Polish Minister. Poland possessed itself of the important International Military Trophy in jumping contest against U. S., Canada, France...
Maine was the only New England state to escape. The milk supply of Boston and all westward mail and freight service were almost entirely cut off. Damage rode on the raging Connecticut River down through Springfield, Mass., and Hartford, Conn. Oil tanks and wharves collapsed. Sewers backed up. Typhoid threatened. Tens of thousands were homeless. A fall of snow increased their misery. The total damage for New England was estimated at $50,000,000. More than 150 died...
...Altogether charming was the performance of Humperdinck's Hansel und Gretel. Queen Mario was Gretel, a wee child with pigtails stiff as taffy sticks. Editha Fleisher was Hansel, just ragged and happy. There was a real witch with matted gray hair and a nose like a spigot who rode on her broomstick way into the sky and ate little children. There was a gingerbread house and a red-hot oven where plop ended the witch pushed by wee Gretel just too stupid to get in herself. "Hocus pocus. . . ." Children loved it. So did grown-ups who quite forgot...
...party of horsemen, their faces drawn, haggard, rode swiftly along a lonely road in the foothills of the Atlas Mountains, Morrocco. Of a sudden, the leading horseman wheeled his horse, stopped the others and, pointing ahead with a flourish of his arm, cried: "Voici...