The cover of the Christmas Lampoon is one of its chief glories. Between covers it is disappointing, at least so far as the text is concerned. Puns prevail, and hence humor is in the minority.

There is the usual grist of light jingles; an accurate and appropriate editorial with just a touch of joviality; special notices and printed notes of average entertaining power; some rules for the deportment of Freshmen at beer nights,--excellent if seriously meant; a timely satire upon our besetting sin of megalomania; and a truly amusing "take-off" of Mr. Walter Camp's "last words" on football.

The drawings are better. Most are amusing, many well executed. The centerpiece, is perhaps misplaced, but the almanac is a bit of clever caricature, and the illustrations to an unconvincing chapter of Professor Wendell's life in Paris, as delicate and true in workmanship as they are in wit.

Finally we cannot but send Lampy a Christmas greeting of compliment upon his good intentions. For better or for worse, he at least put up a plucky struggle to be bright and cheerful under the adverse circumstances of fortnightly publication in a commonplace age, unresponsive to the search for the picturesquely ridiculous.