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...Vesper coach, Allen Rosenburg, said after the race, "We always figured Harvard was the crew to beat. They were gutsy all the way; they started strong and never let up. We were worried...
...next year Bate pointed out the return of theatre and novel courses--not ably English 160, "Drama since Ibsen;" English 151, "The 19th-Century English Novel;" and English 181, "Narration in the Novel." Edgar Rosenburg, Briggs-Copeland Assistant Professor of English Composition, has been named to teach English...
Your caves of Rosenburg Hill story [Jan. 5] brought back many memories, as I was one of the first to be taken into Belgium's ancient quarried hillside honeycomb in 1944. The townspeople of nearby Maastricht had used one small segment of these quarries as an air raid shelter capable of housing 70,000 people easily. The Queen Wilhelmina art collection, including Rembrandt's The Nightwatch, was stored away in them with full cooperation from the Germans, who never realized that running right alongside the air raid shelter and art sanctuary was a path to freedom for Allied...
Warning Sounds. Early one morning last week Willem Heynen's son Pierre drove his car from the fog-filled village street into the warm, brightly lit caverns under Rosenburg Hill. More than 100 workers were tending the long trays filled with sand and manure in which the mushrooms grow. Extra help had been taken on to meet the rush of holiday orders. A worker complained to Pierre that the gallery walls had been making a cracking sound. Pierre, who knew that the walls had been cracking and creaking for centuries, sent the men to another area...
...walls began cracking again. As some workers straightened, there was suddenly an enormous sigh that forced a windstorm through the miles of galleries, and the whole slope of Rosenburg Hill caved in. As 400,000 tons of stone and earth crashed into the caverns, the three tunnel mouths spouted out flying stone and dust like miniature volcanoes. Screaming men and women ran bloodily from the caves, dragging with them other workers who had been knocked unconscious. Groping through the thick fog, slipping on the wet clay topsoil, they screamed for help. The village priest and the schoolteacher spread the alarm...