This communication was handed in to the CRIMSON yesterday by a geunine Memorial Hall waiter, who seemed in mortal fear that his head would be removed by the Pluto of the lower regions, if his identity was discovered. We assured him that he would be safe as far as our office was concerned, and unless his individual literary style betrays him, he may voice his wrongs to the world as often as he pleases, undetected. - ED. CRIMSON.]

There seems to be much complaint of their fare among the waiters of Memorial. They say it is not so good as it ought to be. For, first, they are compelled to be on hand every morning by seven o'clock for breakfast. Even then it is likely not to be ready; if ready, 'tis so rudely prepared, or, otherwise, so inedible, being mere outside trimmings of meat somewhat stewed or parboiled, as almost to cause a riot among them. All the help eat at this time; but for the waiters alone it is a regular meal; for the other help has a regular symposium at or about ten. We think, though they are colored, they are worthy of better treatment, since a laborer is worthy of his hire. What is said of one meal, can be truly said of all. We trust the association will see to that matter and help those poor fellows.

MEMORIOLE.