You can always tell a Harvard man, so goes the old adage, but you cannot tell him much. For true erudition of this variety, Professor Kittredge knows no poor. Not long ago the noted Shakespearean scholar was attending a Gilbert and Sullivan opera. Behind him, in Row J, Seat 15, sat an elderly lady; the very model of a Savoyard aunt or mother-in-law; one whom time had passed by in its fast flight, and left in the twilight of bygone days, a little unknowing. After the first act, she remarked to her companion, "It is lovely, isn't it? I wonder what Mr. Sullivan is composing now?" Whereat Professor Kittredge turned and said, "My dear lady, Mr. Sullivan is no longer composing, but decomposing."

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The hellish storms of dictatorship may roar and rage outside our cloistered Yard, but Harvard shall have its democracy again. An awesome member of the Faculty, who should have known better, was heard to rejoice at the ending of "tyranny, damned tyranny," with the coming of the Conant regime. Were only all dictators as benevolent and enlightened as Adolf Lorenzo Lowell.

Nevertheless, we chuckle with joy at the very thought of an old-time Faculty Meeting, which the new president has promised soon. Cromwell sent the English Parliament home for a seven-year vacation, after he had tired of its chattering nonsense. President Lowell forgot about faculty meetings five years ago, when there was a lot of work waiting to be done, such as the House Plan. Now that the military rule is over, we welcome the time-honored convention with all our hearts.

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THE LOCKOUT

In "Not To Eat, Not For Love" and other local color books we get a good picture of that eccentric zealot, the assistant managerial or plain managerial candidate. He is content, especially if he is a kudos-seeking Freshman, to forego his "inner check" and become perhaps even weird in his sense of the power and the glory of the H.A.A. So the antics of one of these flunkies in trying to bar Mr. Bingham from penetrating the Soldiers Field barricade to watch his own Freshman football team surprises us not. But too much discipline is a dangerous thing.

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Investigation has revealed that the only reason for ringing the chapel bell each morning is that all responsible agent, tradition. Alexander, the janitor of Memorial Church, In answer to questions on the subject, replied, "It's just like my having to ring it with a rope instead of by electricity; they always have rung the Chapel bell that way so they probably always will, even in this new building."

A former resident of the Yard remarked, that, "the Freshmen will soon become used to the bell and sleep right through it as they have been doing for some three hundred years."

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NIRA NOTE

Will the Blue Eagle Labor Code make the Course catalogue read: Indic Philology B, Tuesday, Thursday, and (at the pleasure of the government) Saturday at 9.