The annual appeal of the Class Day Committee is published on our first page. It should be read and heeded by every man in and out of the senior class. Of late years, the sights and excitements of class day, especially of class-day night, have been the source of attraction of a large part of the most disreputable element of Cambridge and Boston. The trouble originates with members of the college, and not outside. A large fence is erected at much cost, and policemen in uniform stand at the entrances to exclude the unauthorized from entering. It is the members of the college who are responsible for what follows. Many heedless men give away class-day tickets as convenient fees to their waiters, or their barber, or their goody. These people throng the yard and pass by unchallenged, for their ticket authorizes them to go through. For men of this stamp to bring companions in with them is only of too frequent occurrence. There is no need of remarking about the kind of women who are permitted to be present in the yard; to say that there is too great a jostling of Beacon Hill and the South End, is sufficient. This sort of thing ought to be stopped completely and at once, if it has to be done by making each man personally responsible for the uses he puts his tickets to.

Last year saw a brilliant class day. There were all the illuminations, band playing and singing that one could desire, yet a spectator, standing on the steps of University Hall could perceive hundreds of men, in no way connected with the college, joining in the endless promenade around the yard; and the coarse laughter of these men and their female companions was so out of harmony with the time and place as to destroy half the illusion, and make the whole affair seem like one huge base-ball celebration open to the whole of Cambridge and Boston. We speak very plainly about this; it is an unpleasant subject to handle, but it must be firmly and forcibly demonstrated to the outside world that their uninvited presence is not desired at the greatest social event of the college year. What are policemen and fences good for in making this understood if we furnish the enemy with the password to the citadel?