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Show Winning Colors The observation train pulled jerkily back into the New London station. Blue feathers were cocked airily, red lags dragged and extras with ink still wet proclaimed : "Yale Beats Harvard." Har-vard." , A grimy man with an armful of gaudy pennants swung past. "Buy yer winnin' colors ! Buy yer winnin' colors !" ''My good man," I asked him politely, polite-ly, "have you ever found a man wdio actually waited to buy winnin' colors?". He eyed me with severe contempt and replied : "What If I 'ain't? Youse is one of I dem guys dat ain't got no respect fer j tradition I" New Yorker. |