We have been much disappointed in the class of ninety. The CRIMSON has entered upon its thirteenth volume, and yet there are but two representatives of that class on the board. There is plenty of ability hidden away some where in the class, and it is either laziness or false modesty that keeps it in the background. In a year from now the management of the paper must fall upon the shoulders of the present sophomore class, and two men are insufficient to sustain the weight. There ought to be enough class pride or class shame to induce some men to come forward as competitors for positions on the CRIMSON. It is not such a terrible "grind" as it looks. We shall always welcome contributions and encourage those men who show themselves proficient enough to become editors. Let us hear from you, nipety.
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