This is the month when Stillman does a rushing business in spring colds and other light ailments, and when those who are too lazy even to make the journey up Mount Auburn Street are content to drift aimlessly and disintegrate under the warm March sun. Among all those having a sense of decency, the April hours are not discussed; they are one of the most unpleasant facts of life. It is almost impossible for any except those who are able to study during the Christmas holidays to prepare with any degree of interest for an examination at this time of year.

It is undeniable, especially to those who have seen spring come in other climates, that in Cambridge it is an insidious malady. It will be a month or more before the trees are green; but the absence of the decayed mounds of snow, the softness of the sun on the barren bricks of the street, are damning to all in themselves; and the CRIMSON extends to all those afflicted with spring fever its best wishes for a lingering convalescence.