The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-06-21
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 NEW LONDON, Conn, June 20.-- Straight down lane of yachts, naval boats, excursion tugs and slovenly old harbor scows which made the air throb with wild whistle blasts, the slim needle of the Yale shell went darting under the railroad bridge Friday evening, more than two lengths ahead of the Harvard vessel in the renewal of a college rivalry which has been going on since 1852.
 As the blue-tipped sweeps of the Yale mariners snatched at the water for the final stroke that sent the prov of the boat across the line, Yale completed her second successive season under the coaching of the westerner, Ed Leader, without defeat. By now the Yale fel- lows are out of the showers and in their clothes and dumping their dun mage into the automobiles for the ride to the train which will rush the down to New York where they will ship for France to represent the nation. in the Olympic race on the Seine.
 Race Meant Much
 But it is not likely that any other race in the career of Yale boy, not even the Olympic race for the cham pionship of the world, will mean as much to him as a race with Harvard, nor any victory swell his chest with the same pride that dwells there after he has beaten Harvard.
 It is a strange peculiarity of col lege athletes that they have favorlte enemies against whom they seem to fight far beyond the limitations of mere physical strength and condition. A few years ago, Guy Nickalls, the choleric Englishman who had been coaching Yale, threw his job back at the stewards of the school and returned to England shortly before the Harvard race, pausing at the gang-plank to ex- press the opinion that Yale had vel low crew, and would be beaten by the length of hack-drivers dream, if they didn't beach their ship altogether. Yale then padded out on the river and beat Harvard.
 Best In America
 Now Yale's 1924 crew is regarded as the best the United States could find to send to the Olympic games and as Harvard had been beaten here and there in the preliminary schedule, there seemed to be some doubt that the varsity sailors would finish in the same day with Yale. But when the crews bent their backs over the handles of their sweeps Harvard rowed her bow even with Yale and the first half mile and fought every stroke of the way to the end. Two and one half lengths is a fairly wide margin to win by, but Yales boatmen were kept painfully aware of the fact that they were racing until they came to the last quarter mile where no human power could have whittled down the lead.
 Two long trains of flat cars with circus seats secured to their decks and awninged with canvas Fattled down the banks of the Thames in pace with the graceful little slivers that darted through the ruffled water and down the glittering pathway of the sunset.
 Yale Cheers Crew
 Yale's cheers rolled across the water and collided with the explosive calls of the Harvard old grads and under-grads. Harvard was dying game, anyway. Red and blue toy balloons went up from the flat cars and some one at the red roofed boat hose of the Harvard crew launched a whole cluster of blue ones which went drifting down the breeze like a huge bunch of grapes. Remnants Tapped and 90 did the flappers.
 On the sacrosanct decks of the big