Word: things
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...over in Boylston. When we were Freshmen. We used to make salt, too. Twenty-five grams impure they gave you. No, they don't test your stuff. I got nine grams yield and the rest from the Dining Halls. B plus. It's a cinch. Yeah, mine too. The thing got all clogged up with salt and the whole lab almost choked...
...Yale boys got real taste, though. They like if, the best poem. If, Kipling, you know. They can read, too. They voted for the Post. No, the Saturday Evening. I read that thing too. The guy's crazy. I said he's crazy. Like every Harvard man calling every one a guy. He must've stayed at the Liberal Club. No, I never. The cook's Russian. Liable to go nuts and blow the place up. They do that in Russia...
...thing that is puzzling about the Hound and Horn in general is the diversity of the types of its contents. There seems to be no close relationship between "Anne Garner" or Mr. Bandler's conventional and scholarly essay on W. C. Brownell and the "new art" as represented by a photograph of the roof of Memorial Hall and Mr. Fitts undercoded poem about a synagogue. As a review it is neither a Fortnightly or a transition, but something of both. A definite editorial policy could not do any great harm and it would assure readers in sympathy with that policy...
...Only one thing is lacking to complete the renascence of art appreciation that is taking Cambridge by storm, only one thing to add to the Fogg Museum, The Hound and 'Horn, the Harvard Society for Contemporary Art and the loan library of pictures recently instituted by the Fogg...a library of music records. Some kind benefactor of the University would give great pleasure and the means of further study to Harvard students if he established a fund for the purchase of the symphonic and chamber music pieces which are now being so excellently recorded. A room in Paine Hall might...
...optic is glaucous, lurked by the ringside. Amid such distinguished company he had wished to appear at his best, and, for perhaps the first time in his life, wore a dinner jacket, white gloves, carried a cane. Also, over his non-existent eye, he wore a monocle. The unfortunate thing was that, having scaled the heights of sartorial formality, "One Eye" found that almost all the other gentlemen present were wearing white flannels, dark blue coats...