We must turn from our congratulations, to express a feeling of surprise and disappointment at the cowardly treatment our men were subjected to at New Haven. The Advocate in its last issue complains of the vindictive spirit which is the accompaniment to every Yale defeat. What are we to say of Saturday? No sooner did our men get ahead, in the sixth inning, than a perfect chorus of yells, hoots, and groans began, and lasted till the game was over; every ball pitched was greeted with a yell, and every fly accompanied by one; not only did this happen, but members of our nine were singled out for insulting remarks either shouted out by individuals or in chorus. That this was not altogether done by freshmen is the greater pity. Indeed, the whole performance was so scandalous that our delegation seriously intended to remain away from the dinner which had been prepared for them. Yale has always rather gloried in this sort of thing, but she received so much censure on account of the methods she employed to win her Dartmouth games two years ago, and the freshman game the same year, that we hoped she had mended her manners; and last year justified our hopes in a certain degree. It is this intense feeling over the result of every game that accounts for the desperation of Yale's play, and the dogged pluck she exhibits in athletics; but gentlemanly enthusiasm is almost as effective, and far more graceful for college men, than the bear-garden behavior in vogue at cocking mains and prize fights. It is one of the most creditable things in '89's record that she bore all this abuse patiently, without attempting to retaliate in the slightest degree. She may feel sure that the college considers her entitled to a most ample and public apology from the members of the Yale nine which connives at such treatment of visitors, and the college which participates in, and sanctions it.