The once unshakable bond connecting Law students, midnight oil, and lack of time for activities has been at least slightly loosened by the injection of a competitive key into the dry labors of the men from the North. The old dogma of the graduate's dull life may still hold firmly, but a Harvard-Yale debate by these same graduates gives an opening for its refutation.
There is as yet, however, no better than a hint at the time when not every window in Walter Hastings will be lighted. One might become sentimental on the possibilities of Harvard-Yale Law School rivalry in many fields. One might visualize the joy of encounter on the touch-gridiron, the squash court, the five o'clock floor, besides' the promised meeting in marble halls for contest in oratory. Such is the flight of fancy. But one can hardly expect that so great a contradiction to the present tenets of the Law School will be allowed. Indeed, if one ponders the matter, there comes a sudden dawning that the debate is hardly an outside activity; that here is merely a step in training for the Great World that lies without the door; that the midnight oil will have to last just a little longer.
