The communication from "Thorg" in yesterday's issue gave its readers to understand that the evils of Harvard life lying in the social root were ineradicable because of our proximity to a large city. This idea is unique, and, we believe, has never been advanced before; but it is not the relty of the statement, but the absuldity contained in it, which we wish to consider. To say that there is no remedy for the snobbishness manifest in so much of our life here is to admit more than any one ought who feels that he has life and vigor.

Moreover, we believe that statement to be absolutely false. There is a remedy for the great evil which has taken such possession here, and which has brought our athletics to the deplorable state in which they exist at present. That remedy lies in the students themselves. It can come from no other source. It may be awakened from contact with the world outside, or from some reading which will result in giving insight; but the solution none the less lies with the students. To make a fool of one's self is, no doubt, a great sin; but that it is the cardinal sin of the calendar is a matter of doubt. Such it is regarded here; and it has become a common saying among those who have never been benefitted by our civilization that "a Harvard man is so afraid of doing something which will make him appear like a fool, that he never does anything at all." So our hands are tied by this fearful spectre of making a fool of ourselves. We have seen men who make it their peculiar business to circulate through the college, say nothing themselves, and as soon as they hear an opinion expressed by any one unite in one pitiful bray, "What an ass!" This is sometimes done by the voice, sometimes by pantomime. The two styles add variety to a pastime otherwise monotonous, and as disgusting as it is monotonous. If any of these peculiarly constructed individuals should chance to read this exhortation to those who possess independence, they would probably, in all due deference to their habit, gaze with that satirical look which years have perfected in them or their models upon this paper, and then mechanically would remark something in regard to an ass and the general imbicility of college papers, particularly the CRIMSON.

Would not some Hamlet who could come and "set you up a glass wherein you may see the inmost part of you" affect some beneficial results?