Every year, along with the board-walks in the Yard and the muddy snow on Massachusetts Avenue, at just about this season when education begins to pall before the prospect of vacation, comes the first of the series known more or less familiarly as the Whiting concerts. To entitle them more exactly, they are "Expositions of Classical and Modern Chamber Music", given by the Music Department in the John Knowles Paine Hall in the Music Building, under the direction of Mr. Arthur Whiting, who himself takes the place before the harpsichord or pianoforte as the case may be.

But the rather imposing title of these concerns need frighten no one, for in spite of their name they are designed to please anyone who has a spark of musical feeling and appreciation in him. Nor does it seem, judging from the enthusiastic audiences which annually attend these concerts that they fall in this attempt.

Cortainly, there is a definite place in a university for concerts such as those given by Mr. Whiting. The Boston Symphony and the Chicago Opera, with all respect to these most worthy institutions, do not present all of music, just as a collection of oil paintings does not present all of art. The Chamber Music played by Mr. Whiting is to the Symphony what an exquisite miniature is to a Titian portrait--and each has its lovers. To the lovers of Chamber Music played by Mr. Whiting offers gratis to members of the University the best, and thereby fills a place that in many other institutions of learning is left vacant.