The raucous clanging of a hurry bell and the road of a high powered motor broke the accustomed quiet of the noon hour in the Yard yesterday. A considerable number of the classroom exodus turned at the sound and witnessed the arrival of a large red ambulance which came to an auspicious stop before Thayer Hall.

The morbid curiosity of the last collecting crowd was soon satisfied when two attendants alighted and, carefully removed a large trunk from the interior.

Speculations amounting to no less than violent demise were still life among the hangers-on when a CRIMSON reporter get to the bottom of the mystery. K. S. Conkey '27 finally confessed to the ownership of the trunk and later confided that ambulance riding was quite his ordinary form of travel being an habitue of the Boston Sanitarium. "As for the trunk," he laughed, the only, thing dead in that is a set of Cicero's Orations."

Further investigation into the affair revealed that this particular ambulance is in no ordinary hands. Its driver is W. E. Beckwith, special student from the University of Pittsburg who acquired his experience of handling these vehicles during the late war. He is now employed by the Sanitarium to answer Boston emergency calls.

"There is no comparison," he said when questioned as as to the relative difficulties of piloting his car through the front line trenches and Boston thoroughfares." I would much rather take a chance on running through a shower of shrapnel and dodging shell holes than try and make a hurry trip down Washington Street on Saturday afternoon."

Beckwith was also eloquent on the advantages of an ambulance as a means for the transportation of baggage. "All I have to do," he said, "is jingle my bell and I can go right through the safest safety gone in Boston. I recommend it to all express companies which wish to speed up their service."