At Toronto, Ont., tens of thousands of sportsfolk and natives last week strained and scrambled to get a look at 45 thickly greased women, some with sketchy swimming suits, some with none, as they dove into the cool waters of Lake Ontario, swam away around a two-mile rectangular course. Before the first lap was circled. Swimmer Vivian Lee Welsh screamed, thrashed, floundered in the water. A large lamprey eel had fastened its horny teeth into her side. Shuddering with fright, writhing with cramps, she was lifted into a Red Cross rescue boat. At...
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