The spectre of Harvard impotence in sport is laid. The hockey team has delivered the first blow to the bogey of Crimson disaster. The autumnal gloom, deepened by defeats which were foreseen and could not be averted, is dispelled in a cheerier season. The pride of Yale has skated to a tumble.
Harvard has a right to be elated, yet the team remembers that this is only the first engagement. Success has made them wary. A series of difficult contests lies ahead, and the optimistic glow of early victory envelopes Harvard's prospects. But under the aureole of hope lies the reality of a long, hard, lighting season. The team is facing the reality, and girding itself for combat. With one eye on Saturday's victory and one eye on the future, the University offers a ringing toast to its 1925 hockey team.
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