Word: sharp
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...second bout of the light-weight sparring followed, Messrs. H. E. Teschemacher, '78, and L. A. Plummer, Jr. L. S. S., '79, being the contestants. This bout was very lively. Mr. Plummer was cool and collected, while Mr. Teschemacher was rather more excited. Sharp blows were exchanged and very pretty dodging was exhibited by both men. The bout was awarded to Mr. Plummer...
...reputation as an athletic class, was the signal for a burst of applause caused by a very pardonable pride. The class of '80 followed, whose team was composed of Messrs. Bacon, Hooper, Simmons, Welling, and Stow. The contest between the two classes (which was drawn by lot) was sharp but short. '79 drew '80 over the dividing line, the first time in 10 seconds and the second time in 7 seconds. '80 was thus placed hors de combat. The next tug was between '78 and '81. '78's team was made up of Messrs. Bancroft, Warden, Littauer, Brown, Yates...
...know how blind the gate to the Dilly's Avenue is. Well, Fred - he was driving - never can remember when he gets to it. So, as we came up the road at a pretty sharp pace, for this was our last point, I heard Mary cry, "Left, Fred, left, or we'll pass it!" And he hauled the borses square round; and we behind saw the old sleigh go up on one runner slowly, and then down on its side amid a fountain of shrieks and screams...
...Princeton, and the game promptly began at half-past two. A heavy wind was blowing against our team. For some time the ball was kept in the centre, until a fine run by Houston, and another by Bacon, brought it well up to Princeton's goal. After some sharp playing on both sides, the ball was passed to Holmes, who, by a fine rush, secured the first touch-down for Harvard. Captain Cushing attempted to kick it over the goal, but failed, amidst shouts of joy by the supporters of Princeton. Soon after, the referee called time, and both teams...
...after shooting the bridge, the stroke quickened and the boat came swiftly towards the float, a voice at my elbow said, with a strong Scotch accent, "The lads is pulling a bit hard to-night," and the bluff old boat-builder smiled approval. "Let her run!" comes sharp and clear from the boat, the machine-like action stops, the boat glides up to the float, out come the oars, and eight hearty-looking fellows after them, - fellows full of life and spirits, health and strength, who have taken an hour from their studies because they enjoy the exercise, because they...