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...talent as in previous years. While not all the men on this "Cambridge" aggregate represent the college, Myers, former Crimson ace, being in the Law School, and Hall, also formerly on the A team, now attending the Business School, the main body of the players including Robert Grant and Tan Sargent, who are to take part in the individual championship, play in this tournament being limited to two candidates from each city, are undergraduate material...
Kerry Sutton was a half-English medical student in Dublin, a completely neutral spectator of the guerrilla warfare between the Black & Tans and the Irish Republican Army. But he had the bad luck to witness the bombing of a Black & Tan lorry, and in the subsequent shindy he shot a man in self-defense. After that, the only safety for Kerry was in the I. R. A. After being hidden in a cellar, he was spirited away to Ardfalla, a little village on the coast where the I. R. A. had a gunrunning post, an underground ammunition factory. Then Kerry...
Kerry fell madly in love with Lady Moira, who reciprocated just enough to keep him hopeful. Then one day when Kerry was down at the village, orders came from headquarters and Lady Moira was taken out and shot. Kerry went hell-for-leather to the nearest Black & Tan post, gave himself up, turned informer. He had the pleasure of seeing his oldtime pals butchered. Finally the Black & Tans tied him up in the underground factory, set a time-bomb ticking...
...meeting was finally ended with an optimistic speech by Mrs. D. Leigh Cclvin, who predicted that national prohibition would be restored by the W.C.T.U. because "we've already done so many strange things." As a last cheering gesture a Mrs. Kaiser who "wore a brown ensemble with a light tan plume in her hat" sang one of her own compositions, the last lines of which carried this inspiring message...
...waved the finger and pushed back the upturned rim of his tan fedora revealing a stray black lock glued to his moist forehead. "Get a summons? Sure I got a summons. But I'm not going to see the commissioner. I've got no business with him. I'm a busy man. I've got no time to see him. I've got no business with him." Jabbing his finger at the inquisitor, Mr. Samuels emphasized the latter point, intimating that if the commissioner wished to satisfy his curiosity he could do so, but at 30a Boylston...