LEVIATHAN SINKS WHEN IT CRASHES INTO DOCK

"The Leviathan sinks," was the cry that was circulating on the river yesterday afternoon as sixteen wet Yardlings were ferried back to Newell boat house from the stricken ship.

The ship, famous in Freshman annals, had left on her third trip of the afternoon, and was plowing peacefully along under the direction of Freshman coach Harvey Love when danger of collision with the Browne and Nichols wharf became imminent.

But Love was so engrossed with his instruction of several green oars near the bow that he failed to notice the fast-approaching obstruction until it was too late. The crash resulted in a long gash torn in the starboard side, and the ship settled rapidly.

Back at Newell boathouse, capable attendants predicted that the historic ship could and would be repaired in short order. Said coxswain Henry D. Oyen '41: "I thought I had plenty of room."