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...with two exceptions, was composed of men who had never before sat in a 'varsity boat. Save with the brave and meager minority who believed in the new regime, up to a week before the race Yale's success was a foregone conclusion. The race, as one disappointed wearer of the blue expressed it, was a "procession." Yale, vulgarly speaking, carried the bucket. Harvard jumped into the lead the moment her oars struck the water, and though averaging about thirty-four strokes to the minute after the first spurt, to her opponent's thirty-seven, increased her lead at every...
...work and university pride, however, ought so to nerve each player in his work to-day that success will be certain. Each man may rest assured that the eyes of the whole college are upon him, and will gladly greet in each case work that is only befitting a wearer as well of the university as of the freshman class color...
...have noticed with considerable surprise some freshmen wearing the red and black ribbons which belong to the nine, crew, and the lacrosse team. We should like to inform these men that these ribbons can only be worn by members of the above named teams without exposing the wearer to the ridicule of his classmates and companions. We hope that henceforth all such ribbons will be removed from the hats of those who are not entitled to wear them. The same might be said of red and black caps which mark all 'varsity teams...
...anniversary - will recall with a smile the fanciful summer garment of the students then in vogue, called the College Toga. For at least two seasons it was in high fashion with the undergraduates. It was made of gingham, of a color and pattern to suit the taste of the wearer. It was a loose-fitting garment reaching to the knees, was gathered at the neck, and also at the waist, behind. It had a turned-over collar, a small cape rounded in front, and a belt of the material of the dress. The sleeves were either hooked or buttoned...
...into a Yale man, upon perceiving which the referee called time. Each man begged the other's pardon and was profuse in his apologies. This having been amicably settled, and the cuffs and collars carefully adjusted, the game continued. Soon the velvety sphere was in the possession of a wearer of the pink. As he ran down the field, the ease of his motion, the exquisite mould of his features, and the god like brilliancy of his diamond shirt stud glistening in the sun-light, drew forth long and continued applause. A touch-down was made, but, out of courtesty...