Word: whiffenpoofs
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...waiters at Mory's were appalied Friday night when a contingent of Red Raiders raided, sat down at the Whiffenpoof table, drank Whiffenpoof beer, sang Whiffenpoof songs (off key), and departed without paying, after signing a Whiffenpoof check...
...Ford himself had nothing to say last week, nor did Son Edsel, although the arrival of the decision made him three-quarters of an hour late to the Detroit combined performance of the Yale Dramatic Club and Whiffenpoof songsters.* Elated U. A. W. President Homer Martin dashed off a wire to Harry Bennett asking for conference. Said Mr. Martin: "You need not fear a conference of this sort. We do not believe in force or violence, as you evidently do." As translated by reporters into printable English, tough Mr. Bennett's comment was "Phooey...
...beyond the storied paneling of Mory's, Yale's favorite taproom where it is traditionally sung, has echoed the old-time Whiffenpoof Song, Yale's Rudy Vallee croons it to radio millions in an arrangement of his own. It rang last week as far away as the primeval redwoods of California's Bohemian Grove, where the annual Jinks of the Bohemian Club were in progress. It also rang in a Manhattan court, where G. Schirmer, Inc. and Miller Music, Inc. were disputing which had the publication rights...
Everyone knows that the Whiffenpoof Song is a parody of Kipling's Gentlemen Rankers, whose refrain it uses almost intact. Not everyone knows that the score was written by an Amherst man, the late Tod Galloway, who put a lot of Kipling to music, or that the words date from the autumn of 1909 when cadaverous Meade Minnigerode, since famed as the author of The Son of Marie Antoinette, The Magnificent Comedy, and George Pomeroy composed them for the delectation of a drinking group formed the spring before and called the Whiffenpoofs. G. Schirmer, Inc. contest that they...
...Whiffenpoof Song: To the tables down at Mory's, To the place where Louis dwells, To the dear old Temple Bar we love...