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Vol. 10, Est. 1-31-28 TRYON, N. C., THURSDAY, MAR. 11, 1937
Basketball Friday
Night at Tryon Gym
)The Tryon high boys and girls
close their i*egular schedule
of games on Friday night, with
Columbus high at Tryon gym. It
is not necessary to state that the
games with Stearns are always
close and hard fought. Spectators
will see an interesting game.
Arrangements have been made
with Pat Garnett, Tryon band
master, to have on hand a group
of around twenty-five players to
furnish music. This will add to
the game considerably.
Referee, Eargle; umpire, Glover.
Time of first game, 7:30 p. m.
Midgets Game
The Tryon Midgets defeated Co
nimbus midgets 12 to 9 Wednesday
jternoon at Columbus. McFarland
\)i Tryon led in scoring with 6
points. The local boys have played
6 games this year. They have won
4 and lost 2. The teams played
were as follows: Hendersonville,
19, Tryon 32; Saluda 17, Tryon 14;
Columbus 15, Tryon 31; Saluda 14,
Tryon 15; Columbus 9, Tryon 12;
Green Creek 21, Tryon 9.
The line-ups for the Tryon-Co
lumbus Midget game were as fol
lows. Tryon, 12: McFarland f 6;
McLean f, 2; Ford c, 2; Beatson, g
2; Chapman g.
Columbus, 9: Hines f, 2; Or
mand f, 2; Davis c, 2; Barnette g,
1; Tilley g, 2. Substitutes, Tryon:
Henson; Columbus, Ramsey, Ref
eree, Feagan.
Miss Graham Writes
Os Egyptian Visit
London Letter, No. 22
Last week Bulletin readers read
wtth pleasure a Lomdoki Ltetter
from Mrs. Reginald Grenfell who
reported that our London Corre
spondent, Miss Virginia Graham,
was travelling u,p the Nile River
in Egypt. And today, we have
an interesting letter from Miss
Graham. Both Mrs. Grenfell and
Miss Graham are writers for the
prominent Lon do n magazine,
Punch. The Bulletin is fortunate
to have these communications from
two real Tryonites:
Assouan, Egypt.
Feb. 22nd.
Dear Mr. Vining,
I have now reached the end of
a most pleasant journey up the
Nile, and am now ensconced for
a few days in Assouan, prior to
my return to London. I have done
so much sightseeing during the
last ten days that my brain is in
a whirl, and I dream nightly of
hawk-headed gods and mummified
crocodiles. Although I have been
like Patience herself, I have re
luctantly come to the conclusion
that I shall never unravel Egyp
tian history. Not only were all
the kings called Ramesis, but their
wives, priests, any anyone else who
happened to be hanging around at
the time were called Tyi, and it
just sort of bi'eaks one’s heart.
So now I have given up trying
to be intelligent, and am concen
trating entirely on donkey riding.
A painful sport. W'e left the
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