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Sitting on the 50-yard stripe with a couple of lady friends was Joseph P. Kennedy '12, America's former representative to the court of St. James. On the field the Crimson was slugging it out with the boys from Worcester, and a stubby fan in front of Joe was exhorting Ned Dewey, left tackle, to deeds of greater fame.

"Couldn't you be a little less boisterous," the diplomat asked politely.

Dewey broke through to make another tackle, and The Fan turned to Mr. Kennedy. "Boisterous? That's my boy, Ned Dewey, out there, and that's my team. Who the h . . . are you and where are you from?"

"Come on Ned. Go get those . . ."

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