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Carefully polishing their bright white shoes, nattily adjusting their deep blue ties, Yale-men occasionally take a jaunt to the Bowl on Saturday afternoons to watch Levi and his cohorts romp through their paces. But as for gridiron activities in the outlying provinces, they know precious little. Witness the card received from a Boy in Blue by a local undergraduate. It is printed verbatim...
...skinny tomboy with red pigtails she liked to romp over to Grossmama's, where amateur violinists and cellists sawed their way through Brahms and Beethoven while writers on the local German-language newspaper argued politics and were kept from quarreling by matriarchal Grossmama ("her strength lay in her gentleness"). At mealtimes, as many as 30 sat around Grossmama's huge table to eat her Sauerbraten, Hasenpjeffer, herring salad and Torten and Kaffee stollen. "We had a gemütlich upbringing," says Traubel. "Our theory was 'lucky is the person who is happy...
Glynn put his team back in the game briefly with an 82-yard romp off tackle in the third quarter, but Dunster came roaring back in the same frame as Vic Critchlow intercepted a forward pass and raced 60 yards down the sidelines behind fine blocking. Glynn's touchdown pass to Bob Snow climaxed a late drive from midfield to set the stage for Kirkland's freak conversion...
Victor Moore, who recently tried to give his dog a romp and got fined for unleashing it in Manhattan's Central Park (TIME, May 27), tried to go fishing and walked into an explosion. At Greenport, L.I., the portly comedian and Son Robert were tuning up the engines of their cabin cruiser when something exploded. Results: Son Robert, arm and leg burns; Victor, a scratched thumb and little finger, singed hair and eyebrows...
Similes and metaphors romp hither & yon ("Here I am like a crow, circling, circling around and around, circling and cawing, cawing as I swoop in a downward arc to sink my teeth into the same old dilemma"). And, as ever, at the dip of a rambling pen, the characteristic Farrell brashness melts into oleomargarine