THEY are trying to start the custom of singing in the yard at Amherst. We wish them success.

THE new board of the Vidette, elated by their newly acquired dignity, abuse the editorial "We," ad nauseam, but this will work its own cure without doubt. The Review is heavy reading.

RACINE sends us a good number of the Mercury this week, and an article in it on the Dr. Faustus of Christopher Marlowe is particularly good. But why not give us original translations of Horace, instead of one from Blackwood's?

THE College Argus raises the old cry of "Too much Work," which is echoed just now by every College in the country. A youth in this paper must have been doing a vast amount of "general reading" the last winter, for in a short account of a visit to the Packer Institute he has introduced quotations from Virgil, Moore, Mother Goose, Tennyson, Milton, Shakespeare, and St. Paul.

ANY one desiring to see a rather extravagant example of the spirit that crops out in all our exchanges from mixed colleges, will find it in the Cornell Era of May 8, under an article on "Dancing and its Results." They must read the Bible and Prayer-Book a good deal at Cornell, for in two articles in this number they succeed in working in four phrases cribbed from these standard authorities.

THE Amherst Student consists largely of Locals, Personals, Exchanges, Eclecta, Book Notices, and so forth, though there is an interesting letter from Heidelberg, and a very gushing article, called "A Plea for Nature," in which we learn that, "frantic worshippers of the pen, we cast ourselves before the ruthless car of knowledge, and the love of the natural, the beautiful, is crushed out of us forever." As Mrs. Partington says, "La, that's just what I told my daughter."

THE Yale Record gives evidence of that "stuffing" which is characteristic of the season; but there is one subject of self-gratulation which is never wanting to Yale, namely, the great success of its graduates in political life, which it attributes to their college training in such things. It now appears that "nearly ten per cent" of the college-bred men, members of the Forty-second Congress, were graduates of Yale. If society wire-pulling is the proper school for a successful politician, let no one longer wonder at the venality of Washington.

IF any one desires to lose one of the most graceful bits of modern English writing, he will do well to omit to read "A Rose in June," now appearing in the Every Saturday, and copied from the Cornhill Magazine. In the number of June 6 appears an ably written criticism, or rather eulogy, on the father of the English novel, Henry Fielding. It contains a much-needed reproof of the hypocritical morality of the present day, which prevents one of the purest and most truthful of authors from being read.

THE Yale Lit. for May is less assuming, and consequently more enjoyable, than any number we have seen. Its articles are short and well selected. The leader evinces sound sense. Goethe's "Margaret" is, of course, commonplace in everything but the borrowed passages. "Richard Wagner and the Music Drama" is instructive, well written, and somewhat original. "On Brand's Piazza" attempts too much scenic effect for the powers of so young an author. No serious objections can be made to the poetry of the number. Nothing is absolutely poor, and there is much to commend.

IT is too bad to always hit at the Index Niagarensis, as it is the butt of every little high-school journal. A very "cambric tea" article, radiant with "blushing morn," "scarlet horizon," the welcoming of days "rousing sweet melancholy" in "the lymphatic and phlegmatic natures among us," gives us a feeling of sleepiness truly irresistible. We will not tell how "sanguine and choleric blood is bluishly affected," or relate the touching apostrophe to "Ontario not as yet loosened from the embrace of her frozen foe," but we ought to say that "Richard and his horse" is made to do good service. A tolling bell suggests that the "patriot has died." We cannot advise any one to seek light reading in the Index.

MR. LORENZO DAY has lately been married to Miss Martha Week.

A Day is made, a Week is lost,

But Time should not complain;

There 'll soon be little Days enough

To make a Week again.

The Cadet.WE learn from the Cornell Times, that the long-mooted question whether Cornell is to have a crew or not has been decided in the affirmative. "As now composed, the crew row as follows: Miss Thomas, '75, Miss Ladd, '75, Miss Tilden and Miss Bruce, '77, with Prof. Byerly (Harvard) as coxswain. The crew will practise every afternoon at the usual time."