A recent Harvard graduate, described in Boston as "a member of an old New York family"--all New" York family whose immigration was before the war are probably clarified as "old," we believe has written a book. All our young college graduates do that, "Such is the richness of our literature. Our Manhattan producer has thrown the light of genius on "the Boston aristocracy." That caste has so little breathing since and elbow room in a Celtic Jewish-Italian-Greek town that the sympathetic sociologists may deem it worthier of encouragement than of dispraise; but youth is intolerant. Our satirist seeks to show, or "show up," the life of a youthful patrician from birth to Class Day.

In selecting the name of a numerous Massachusetts tribe, the satirist's taste is questionable. The Harvard Lampoon, more dedicate and urbane inverted "Holler Codfish Cabot at Harvard" is the unarm life." The slightest dip into philology would have shown the author the what is a "Cabot" etymologically? It is "the vulgar name" of a fish with many other aliases, "cabasuda," "cabasuc," "cabotin," "Joel", in short, a "bullhead." In heraldry it is a fish with a big head. "Little Codfish Bull cad at Harvard!". At this barbarous fish-chowder the Sacred Codfish, pale at the gills, bites off its own scales, and the codlings "waggle heir tails about," not in the praiseworthy intention of the hymn, but in agony and despair.

Nor is our Manhattans exile any more fortunate in genealogical tree-lore than in word-hunting. He has taken in vain the name of an active, numerous and prosperous Bay State clan, a worthy example of middle-class virtues, but in the Massachusetts sense of "family" still painfully "new," and without the indispensable seventeenth century grace and conservation. The myth of Caroline purple has doubtless been strengthened by certain famous verses, excellent in themselves, but deplorable false to fact and record Perhaps our. New York at Cambridge deserves indigence for falling into popular, a "vulgar, error." Perhaps the Cabot trust insensible increased this error by its natural, if unsuccessful effort to protect its copyright against a Philadelphia Tarter who adopted its name. Some envious victims of the myth have gone so far as to assert that the Cabot are not a genes, but a distinct species of the human race. This unscientific passion is regrettable."

Both historically and by the effect of their multitude and dispersion the Cabot remain essentially and unalterably a "populous." In a few years, when their myth as been shattered and, by protective coloring, they have adapted themselves to their environment in the Three-Hilled-City, we may expect to see them as "Cabasudas," "Kabotskis" "O'Joels," renewing and far surpassing the somewhat tarnished political glories of George Cabot and Cabot Lodge. New York Times