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...from the saddle instead of the stirrups, were as obvious as ever. For the Hurlingham observers, the most encouraging factors of the game were negative ones. Hurlingham was handicapped by the loss of its regular No. 1, Captain Michael P. Ansell, who chipped a bone in his wrist last month. Eric Tyrell-Martin. who showed the effects of a winter's polo at Del Monte, Calif., played above his seven-goal U. S. handicap. Far from the runaway that the crowd half expected, the game turned out to be a tight struggle in which the score was tied seven...
...water, its right wing smashed, its engine crushed back into the cockpit. Pinned inside was the body of Wiley Post. Someone found a flashlight in the cabin, outlined the wreckage in its small glare. Finally Eskimo villagers pried the ship apart, got Post's body out. A shattered wrist watch had stopped...
Adowa-The plan was simple. The Italian army would advance like a hand, with the three parallel brigades of Dabormida, Albertone and Arimondi for fingers, with Ellena's brigade for wrist and support. The advance started at 9 p. m. Feb. 29, 1896. By 2:30 a. m. it was hopelessly confused. The Albertone brigade lost its way and in a narrow gorge cut across that of General Arimondi. Troops were tied up for hours. The support could not advance. Trusting in a faulty map General Albertone went too far ahead, engaged the Ethiopians alone. By the time...
...were so soaked with oil from the crankcase that they looked like wet browrn cigars and not human at all; a man, walking around and babbling to himself, oblivious of the dead and dying, even oblivious of the dagger-like sliver of steel that stuck out of his streaming wrist; a pretty girl with her forehead laid open, trying hopelessly to crawl out of a ditch in spite of her smashed hip. A first-class massacre of that sort is only a question of scale and numbers...
...Rainbow Room customers expected to see a showman last week they were roundly disappointed when quiet Ray Noble conducted his men. His easy gestures were all from the wrist. Occasionally he tapped his foot, sometimes sat at a piano, pattered a bit. He had gathered first-rate U. S. players and, unlike many a conductor, he freely admits his debt to them. Trombonist Glen Miller is one of the best "hot men" in the U. S. And so is Bud Freeman, Noble's tenor saxophone. Only two of the musicians came from London with Noble: Bill Harty, his manager...