The spirit of Harvard is essentially a spirit of nonchalance. They who regard us with an eye that is rather critical than kind, call this disposition to restfulness, Harvard indifference. But the reproach of indifference can no longer be justly made against us. The age of change is at hand. We have a Chess club. Not long ago the members of '88 who are interested in chess, initialed into life what they imagined would be known as the Chess Club of '88. But the University grasped the idea and spread over the new born child the mantle of the 'Varsity. We are now secured against the prohibition of foot ball, hired coaches, and professional base ball players. We can suffer a while longer the crying iniquity of the misuse of the library. We can still be tamely led to worship in the darkness. We have a new field in which to trample upon Yale. Let grand tournaments be inaugurated; let us learn to play blind folded. Let us even have inter-collegiate contests. Here is a game which may even supersede tennis. Let us support it with our accustomed vigor. But if these propositions be impracticable, let us hear at least that the Chess Club is still among the living. Let the Club come forth from its retirement and alternate with the Shakspere Club during the dreary season of the Mid Years. To lend urgence to this appeal and eagerness to our readers, we will say that it has been rumored that the Chess Club has admitted to membership the "Annex" in a body.