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McTurkle, the Band by Ralph Henry Barbour
We had had hard luck at Harvard all that fall. First Phinney, our 208-pound left guard, dislocated his shoulder in…
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One Way of Love by Ralph Henry Barbour
You don’t believe in coincidences, which is only another way of saying that all things work together for good to…
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Patsy by Ralph Henry Barbour
He made his first appearance one afternoon a week or so before the Fall Handicap Meeting. Mosher, Fosgill, Alien, Ronimus,…
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Pemberton’s Fluke by Ralph Henry Barbour
For an hour and a half Yale and Princeton had been battling on the gridiron; for an hour and a…
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Son and Heir by Ralph Henry Barbour
Sir Jasper was always the best of masters to me and to all of us; and he had that kind…
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The Dub by Ralph Henry Barbour
“BRIGGS, Bayard Newlyn, Hammondsport, Ill., I L, H 24.” That’s the way the catalogue put it. Mostly, though, he was…
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The New Boy at Hilltop by Ralph Henry Barbour
IHilltop School closed its fall term with just ninety-five students; it opened again two weeks later, on the third of…
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The Proving of Jerry by Ralph Henry Barbour
“I’m awfully sorry,” said Ned Gaynor earnestly, “but it isn’t as though you had been blackballed, Jerry.” “I don’t see…
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The Seventh Tutor by Ralph Henry Barbour
“I’m being perfectly honest with you,” said dad. “I tell you frankly that I don’t expect you to succeed, Mr.…
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The Triple Play by Ralph Henry Barbour
“If they hadn’t gone and made Don captain last year,” said Satterlee, 2d, plaintively. “That’s where the trouble is.” “How…
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