Boston University, although our nearest neighbor, is as little known to the students of Harvard as many of our Western colleges. The university is situated in the heart of Boston, and this, perhaps, is one reason why so little is heard of it among the students. It does not support a crew or a nine, and it was only last year that a 'Varsity eleven was selected. There are many departments in the university which are fully as flourishing as the School of Liberal Arts, the collegiate department. It has a large medical school, one of the first law schools in the country, a divinity school, and a School of All Sciences. While the curriculum of the collegiate department is to a great extent prescribed, a large choice of electives is allowed to upper classmen. The scientific department is under the instruction of the professors of the Institute of Technology. Special arrangements have been made with the Boston Public Library authorities, which give the students of the university exceptional advantages in their use of books.

The College of Liberal Arts is situated on Somerset street, and is fitted up in a very pleasing style. The college is co-educational, and the visitor is surprised at the beauty and arrangement of the sections of the building which are reserved for the girl collegians. Their study, a large square room lighted on three sides, is called the Parthenon, although it might well be called the Pantheon. The Dean's office is less terrible than our U. 5 in its simplicity. Everything looks comfortable, and the visitor at once feels at home. There is a gymnasium for the male students, and one for the girls. No reason is given why co-education does not extend to athletics. The director of the gymnasium is the inventor of the new pulley weight which is now being introduced into our gymnasium.

The instruction is of the highest order and extremely thorough. The requirements for admission are the same as those of Harvard in past years. The young ladies recite with their brother-students, and seem to have a peculiar propensity for leaving them in the dim and shadowy distance. The visitor has a strange sensation of unrest as he hears, while passing a recitation room, "Mr. Smith, account for this very strange construction." "Can't do it, sir;" and then hears Miss Jones say that it is an anacolouthon. No wonder, he thinks, that so many of our colleges reject co-education. They would soon find that it was the boys who were kept home to wash the dishes, and the girls who came to college to learn how to box, make punch, and lie to the Dean. The college, of course, has a college yell, a bell ringer, and a young lady in the Dean's office. What college hasn't? And the prayers are voluntary. So, after all, Boston University is well worth attention, thinks the visitor, as he accompanies to her home his fair guide.