So much is written in these hurried days of hurried thoughts concerning what are supposedly major traditions that those less spectacular members of the category live or die without any particular notice. There are probably few in the University who realize that the pleasant and often inspiring custom of a short organ recital at the close of Sunday chapel has lately been neglected. Yet those few are very sincere in their belief that something excellent and fine has been allowed to fade into oblivion.

Dr. Davison, when the benediction had closed the service proper, used always to play the organ for a few minutes while those who cared for the custom and for the music remained in the peace and restfulness of noonday Appleton. Now they must chatter forth with the crowd or remain to hear the chattering die into nothingness. Perhaps these good people are too small a number to merit the grand chords which once were theirs. Yet that, only a person of little sensibility can defend. Even minor traditions must be flaunted occasionally in public to prevent their too easy death. And this custom of Sunday noon recitals is too good and too worthwhile to die without a very justifiable reason.