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...line twice more so that their team, unbeaten still, won their last game and the West Coast championship, 41 to 6. Richards of Yale jumped through the Harvard line as if it had been mosquito netting and thrust his chest in front of the ball. There was a dull thud. Later on, after the touchdown, there was a placement from the field, a field goal. Even the Crimson efforts of men with names like Chauncey and Saltonstall were not good enough to beat a Yale team which, in a game as bleak as the weather, unrolled victory from...
Staggering beneath a huge pine coffin, little brown men bore it through the streets of Tokyo last week, let it down at last with a thud on the doorstep of Premier Heijiro Wakatsuki's official residence...
...mention of the Dramatic Club reminds me that there is to be a production of "Arms and the Man" at Radcliffe this week as well as at the Repertory next week (adv.) which just thrills us all, thud, thud. Imagine the opportunity to see at one and the same time or at least within a week two productions of the same show, even though it is one of Shaw's worst, is now as dead as the dodo, the German war guilt and Ogden Mills. Weren't it for a friend of ours who goes to Vermont State Normal School...
...divested him of a rubber boot; he was almost at the top of the tree. The claws reached out again; his leg was bleeding, his courage broken, his strength gone. Death, clumsy and terrible, with red eyes, groped after him along a veering limb. And then came the thud of galloping hoofs below, a cavalcade, with rescue in every tossing neck, waited for Dave Irons below. While the frightened bear scrambled off to her cubs, Ranger Irons started in amazement at his rescuers, the cows, waiting for their salt...
...eleventh night the Captain heard the thud of paws, flashed his electric torch on a black and yellow Presence with jewel eyes that leaped out of the forest upon the goat's back. His rifle roared; he knew that his aim had been true, but when he sprang forward to look he found the goat lying dead in a pool of blood with the marks of incredible claws in his back. There was nothing else, no dead marauder. The captain turned upon his gunbearer a face in which horror whitely flickered. Could it be?...