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EDITORS DAILY CRIMSON:-If I thought my trouble was peculiar to myself, I should not trespass upon your space. Others, I am sure, will join me in asking the musicians of the college to have pity.

Let me briefly describe my own case. I room in a private house where there are seven or eight other students. The seven or eight are, I believe, all musical. Under the circumstances, I of course expect the days and the evenings to be filled with music. I have learned to study equally well to the sound of the flute, violin, guitar and human voice. But however well I may get on during the day and evening, I find that I cannot sleep while my friends are making their music. As I write, the hour is past ten P. M. I am waiting for one violin to stop. All the other instruments became silent some time ago As soon as the violin stops, I shall go to bed. Later. It has stopped; but the violinist has begun to sing. I must wait another hour. Perhaps, if this is printed. It may catch my friend's eye, and enable me to go to bed earlier hereafter.

TRISTAN.

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