(The CRIMSON invites all men in the University to submit signed communications of timely interest. It assumes responsibility, however, for sentiments expressed under this head and reserves the right to exclude any whose publication would be palpably inappropriate.)

To the Editor of the CRIMSON:

Whenever I cross the Yard, now so lustrously green, I find it dotted with scraps of paper, cigarette wrappers, some times whole newspapers, I do not suppose this argues any malice in the offenders, any hostility to beauty. It is merely a piece of bad manners, a manifestation of that anarchic individualism which prompts us instinctively to consult our own convenience before thinking of the public. We need to check it early. For eventually, if left to itself and gathering force with time, it leads straight to Teapot Dome. G. H. PALMER '64.