The performance of the 'Varsity nine on Saturday was at best discreditable and one for which little if any excuse can be offered. The team it is true is a green one, and its demoralization in the first inning was no doubt due in measure to Fitz's unexpected weakness. During the remainder of the contest, however, while a good up-hill fight was preserved in a number of innings, the errors which contributed so largely to Princeton's final score were of a nature which renders defeat on a rival's grounds especially galling, all the more so because the nine was capable of a far different exhibition.

But the game is over, and now it is necessary to consider the present and the future. We feel strongly that the crisis in the nine's career is in the present. All Harvard is disgusted with Saturday's failure, but it must be remembered that none take the sting of such a defeat more to heart than the players themselves, and none are more ambitious for ultimate success. Judging from the spirit of fellowship and the singleness of purpose which we know makes the nine a unit, we are convinced that they will spare no effort, but no team can do its best when confronted by continual criticism or pessimistic indifference of men from whom it expects support and encouragement.

We would therefore urge Harvard men not to be over hasty in judging their nine a failure. The season is not far advanced, the team is plucky in spirit, and hard work aided by general sympathy may yet bring success.