Word: wateringly
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...tide at its flood but as calm as a lake, reflecting myriads of stars, that seemed arrayed in full force to act as proxy for the moon, who was on duty at the antipodes. I had nothing to say to the gawky youth that pulled me across the water to the buttress on the further side of the estuary; but sent him back, and clambered and groped my way alone some sixty feet up the steep hillside. Dirty, tired, and out of breath, I reached the roadway, and a few minutes' walk brought me to the spot where I calculated...
...songs were sung in the station at Boston before an enthusiastic audience of policemen, brakemen, and conductors, and the Club then disbanded. We give the programme: "Three Glasses," Fischer; Solo, by Mr. Morse; "Serenade," A. E. Marschner; Trio, by Messrs. Apthorp, Deane, and Munroe; "The Three Chafers," H. Truhn; "Water-Lily," Fr. Abt; Trio, by Messrs. Apthorp, Deane, and Munroe; "Evening Song," J. Naater; "To the Bravest," F. Mohring; Duet, - Piano, by Messrs. Deane and Heard; College Songs...
...directed, not at the Harvard crew, but at the engineer of his own little steamer, to regulate the speed. The charge that he signalled the Harvard crew was accordingly withdrawn. The last charge was that the referee had ordered Yale out of what Captain Thompson called Yale's own water, - water which Yale had taken in Harvard's course, behind Harvard. Captain Bancroft stated that the referee had told both crews that each was to keep in its own course from start to finish, - that neither crew, whether leading or not, could take their opponent's water. Captain Thompson explained...
...rigid and still as so many marble statues. "Ready!" says the coxswain; the eight backs reach out. "Go!" Up come the heads together, and away they go up the river, around the bend with a long swinging stroke, the crimson blades flash in the sunlight as they dip the water, and the regular "swash, swash," of the stroke floats down the river. It was high tide, and from the balcony I could see the boat glide past the piles and through the bridge, shoot on past the gas-house and the upper stone-works, turn with the river...
...Idiot!" said I, "he 's shamming sleep; cold water will do him good...