Word: wildes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Allow me to say a few words in answer to an article which appeared in the editorial column of Wednesday's CRIMSON under the title of "Duces Wild". This article was probably intended to throw ridicule at Mussolini, but unfortunately the author has descended to such a depth of calumnious utterances that instead of provoking mirth, his words bring only disgust to the reader. The disparagement of great men is a pastime indulged in by the intellectuals of every country, when it is done with due regard to decency of speech, but when such a diversion goes beyond all limits...
...Suiza whining to be thrown into high gear, an overpoweringly handsome member of the Black Hand or perhaps the Black Shirt Club, and a glorious Italian moon, that is as glorious a moon as moons in Italy may be. But Edda was not seduced by the promise of a wild ride behind the screaming Stork for necking on the Neckar. "I am a disciplined Fasrist," she cried with ambidextrous gestures of Latinate obedience. "Without the permission of my Duce. I refuse to move." Nor did she, Submission to parental authority triumphed supreme...
Twelve male Light-Bearers have been introduced as accessories to the annual ceremony of the Temple Sleep, thitherto participated in only by Mukalinda and his brides. A rebel arises in Manland, demanding shares for him and his wild fellows in the rite. The Light-Bearers themselves are infected with revolt and there is a year when the dedicated maidens have nothing to report of their sleep in the temple save pleasant dreams. The maidens smell fraud and burn the temple, whose flames signal a lusty and welcomed invasion from Manland. In the orgy of innocent rapine and surrender that follows...
Here lies Ooo-Rah, misbegotten child of Wild and Foolish Frenzy, conceived in playfulness, nourished in jest, and brought forth still-born before an expectant world. Bred to thunder forth the fame of wounded heroes stricken on the field of glory, poor Ooo-Rah never wheezed a note. No single "Ooo" nor yet a "Rah" did Ooo-Rah bellow out in signal of a lusty birth. One long protracted hush proclaimed before an anxious multitude that Ooo-Rah's birth was also Ooo-Rah's death. So let him lie and rest in everlasting peace. And may this simple tribute...
...Dartmouth, went down to defeat before the invaders in a closely contested match on Soldiers Field yesterday. The final score, 5-1, gives no linking of the closeness of the conflict, almost half the play taking place in the near vicinity of the Green goal. Harvard's shooting was wild, and this together with Captain Forest's fine work in the Dartmouth Cage, kept the University score down...