Word: started
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...returning letter men, there are many premising Sophomore candidates, including Phillips Finlay '31, E. B. Murphy '31, W. P. Arnold '31, and J. B. Maldwin '31, Others who should do well are R. B. Covel '29, S. R. Johnson '29 and D. M. Proudfoot '29. The squad will start practice immediately on the Belmont Springs course, where 24 playing privileges have been reserved...
...engine, the one to be used by the Hasty Pudding Club for its production, "Fireman, Save my Child" will start from an unrevealed place on Church Street and go up to the Square. After going around the rotunda the engine will proceed by way of the college yard to the "station house" on Holyoke St. The apparatus is an exact reproduction of the original engine used by the Catamounts. R. McH. Chilson '31, J. C. Fiske '30, J. B. Garrison '31, E. L. Gates '30, Barrett Hoyt '30, and Pliny Jewell, Jr. '31, who will be garbed in the costumes...
...victory was the sixth straight for Cambridge, the ninth in ten races since the War. It placed the light blue even with the dark. Next year the two will start another century of boatracing...
Half a million persons, transported by boats, motor cars, trains and airplanes, gathered last week around the Aintree racing course, shadowed by the murk of Liverpool. They watched 16 horses charge, as though in a Cossack attack, at the start of the Grand National Steeplechase. Horses stumbled. Horses straddled hedges. Horses fell into ditches. Ten reached the finish line at the end 856 yards. Leading them was one the name of which the half-million scarcely knew−a 100 to 1 shot, owned by a woman, ridden by a former sailor−Gregalach II, a chestnut gelding...
Americans owned eleven of the horses which made the first charge. Among them was the favorite, Easter Hero, 9 to 1, from the stable of John Hay ("Jock") Whitney. Easter Hero carried 175 pounds. Shortly after the start he swung gracefully into the lead. Over Becher's Brook, over Valentine's Brook, around the treacherous canal turn he swung, taking the leaps with daring ease. On and on to what seemed to be sure victory. But the turf was soggy from two days of rain. The field crept closer and closer. At the last hedge but one, Easter...