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...understand how even the immature Poonmen could have been guilty of such bad taste and vulgarity. President Lowell's letter to Princeton's President Hibben made the only possible apology -- that the Lampoon's lack of sense of humor is apt to be replaced by grossness. But the gash torn by the blundering Poon was too deep to heal quickly, and on November 10th, 1926, Princeton suspended athletic relations with Harvard. To make matters worse, an article called "Dirty Football" appeared in a national magazine soon afterwards. This article attempted to prove that Princeton had been playing dirty football...
...brotherly love soon prevailed and Princeton resumed athletic contests with Harvard in 1934, and by 1937 the two teams were going off the field arm in arm. Princeton fans allowed their goal posts to be torn down without offering resistance. Yet despite this acceptance of their relationship, the Tigers still retain a certain unique character even today. Demonstrations of this character took place in 1949 when Princetonians overflowed their Whig Hall to hear their debating team argue that Women Should Choose Death Before Dishonor. Again, just last year, Princetonians revived their colonial history by bombarding West Point with leaflets inviting...
Getchell yesterday assured the CRIMSON, which is sponsoring the contest with the H.A.A. that new goal posts will be erected in time for the House game, since it is expected that the goal posts will be torn down after the Princeton game...
...dismissed. Grateful for victory, but nursing prewar grievances against the Tories and the upper classes, a majority of the British turned away from Churchill to the brave new world of Socialism. Now that world, so hopefully launched, was waterlogged and awash. But grievances and memories die hard in class-torn Britain. Churchill, trying for office last year, was narrowly defeated. Last week he was narrowly victorious...
...cold comfort. Late that night, the headquarters in Transport House bore the unmistakable signs of defeat. Ticker tape littered the floor. Torn scribble sheets covered with outdated calculations were piled on desks. Campaign posters as anachronistic as Christmas cards in July hung sheepishly on the walls. A few party workers popped out fora beer, but most just slumped, sucking stale cigarettes over milky cups...