The sanguine and affectionate effusions of our young friend, "Hopeful, '90," have been published by the CRIMSON in the earnest hope of turning from their wicked wily ways, the saucy sophomore and other erring upperclassmen. It was not our intention to make editorial comment on the gentle pleadings of our correspondent. But many other letters, two of which we publish in to-day's issue, have been received from the writer's class mates, - from which we gather that the freshman class have not given a contract to young Hopeful to write in their behalf. Alas, ye wicked generation of upperclassmen. How can you be so unsympathetic and cold of heart to the orphaned and homesick nursling who thus appeals to you for love and aid. For consider that perhaps by gentle treatment after a few short years, you may so improve their tender spirit that he will lose the greenness and lack of commonsense which tempts him to give instruction to men older, wiser, and more manly than himself.