Word: sounding
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...collegiate boating ancestors. I believe in the complete extinction of the Harvard oar. My fear is that there will be some idiotic idea of improving the stroke by engrafting upon it, and that, should Harvard win the next race, the persuasion of the necessity of starting from a sound basis will be deferred for years. I believe it would be better to select, for the crew, men of suitable physique who have never had an oar in their hands, and to send them to the fountain-head for their rowing education. THIS IS ENGLAND. There is no mistake...
...nursed into stronger life. Did we not honor and bow down before it, and look to it for unnumbered blessings? Then it was a small and tender thing, but now it has grown, - ye gods, how it has grown! The plan as first broached had a pleasant sound in one's ears, and so long as we had but one or two examinations in a week, we cheerfully submitted for the sake of the good they did us. But now that things have come to such a pass that we find ourselves confronted every four weeks or so with three...
Nightly booming, a sound like thunder...
...yard, what would have been the result? They would have had the land for nothing, paid no taxes on the building, and pocketed at least ten per cent interest on the investment. But now the building is up it will hereafter compete against them. Does not a sound financial policy, beside the fact that the Yard would be improved, urge them to keep out competitors? Would not the interests of the College be best served if some of its money were invested in this way, even though Western railroad bonds had to be sacrificed occasionally...
...panes of my room, "didst thou avail thyself of thy senioric privileges and betake thyself off for a week's respite from college duties?" and I leaned moodily against a tree. Of a sudden a cold puff of wind drew across the Yard, and, tinkle, tinkle, a sharp metallic sound struck my ear. I turned, and saw that I was standing near the college-pump, whose tin cup the breeze was rattling against the post. "Well said, wise counsellor," I murmured, "if man fail, then malt...