Punch
IT was the eve of the University Boat-Race. In the remote East the gorgeous August sun was sinking to his rest behind the purple clouds, gilding with his expiring rays the elevated battlements of Aginanwater Court, the ancestral seat of His Grace the Duke of AVADRYNKE, K.C.B.,...
"Will I row in the race?" repeated Lord STONYBROKE--"just won't I!" And, without removing his hobnails, or his corduroys, he sprang lightly into the Oxbridge racing-boat. The re...
2. Chapter 2THE Oxbridge Crew still sat in the marble supper-room, amid the _débris_ of the feast that the Duke's Seneschal had laid out for them. The floor was paved with Magnums and Maxim...
3. Chapter 3THE morn of the race dawned clear and sparkling. Far as the eye could reach, the banks of the river were rich with Millions, and firm enough to bear any run upon them however he...
1. Chapter 1IT was the eve of the University Boat-Race. In the remote East the gorgeous August sun was sinking to his rest behind the purple clouds, gilding with his expiring rays the eleva...