Great traditional events have a way of rolling around year after year without the slightest wear on their novelty. Thus the Freshman Red Book editors suddenly announce the distribution of their product, and the world, or specifically the world of 1930, awaits with pleasurable expectancy the first journalistic fruits the literateurs among its members. Old Mother Advocate, who refused to enter a non-scouting agreement with her doubtful offspring, Lampy and the H. A. A. News will offer contracts to the Prologue Editor and the Epilogue Editor, and the CRIMSON will open its customary doors next fall.

The reviewer with the prerogative of a recent Editor in Chief to be technical informs us that the new edition "smells"--though the olfactory impression he adds is sweet if not strange. The present Board has been thorough but not especially ingenious in the matter of content and execution, and the result is--just another Red Book with 1930 on the cover. This is in itself in no way a condemnation of the incumbent Board of the Red Book. By its very nature the Red Book has no continuity of personel from year to year. Each group of editors takes up the burden anew with little to guide it but a regiment of previous efforts, all the same.

One striking change in age-old tradition, though an omission, is noticeable with all the force of a startling addition. The usual editorial entitled "The 19--Red Book" is missing. But the words must be recorded, even though modesty prevails among the present editors. They have again, as in the past, pursued with energy and admirable initiative the task of recording faithfully the occurences and the spirit of their class Sophomores could do no more.