Ever since it was forced to accept the chandeliers, which a sister House had refused, Eliot House has harbored a certain sense of inferiority. Witness the incident of a notice posted day before yesterday, announcing a lecture by Professor "Karl" Schumpeter. Around the name "Karl", some eagle-eyed resident drew a little circle, with the cryptic comment: "Huh?" A confident Dunster or a callous Lowell would not have minded, but at Eliot House they are sensitive about such things. The notice was taken down yesterday and a new one posted: "Professor Josef Schumpeter..."

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The French Language of Dunster House menus is a great trial to students and waitresses alike. It is a common thing to ask the waitress, for example, for the puree, the veal, salad, and milk, and receive her reply, in all Innocence, "And do you want the soup?"

But now an epidemic of misprints and proof-reader's errors is making complete the intimidation of the Dunster trencherman. Last night the menu offered "Assorted Clod Meats" to the would-be diners.

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A small card in a mailbox in Converse Chemical Laboratory reads, "Please send Professor Conant's mail to University Hall." This should quell the anxiety of those who fear President Conant is letting the University go to pot while he sits in his laboratory in mystic contemplation of test-tubes, etc.

This somehow reminds us to pass on the earnest plea of the Freshmen denizens of Stoughton to the man who stole the name-cards from every door to help him make up a mailing list. The Freshmen want their cards back.

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Among the honored guests of the University on Saturday was His Honor Ex-Mayor Curley of Boston. Behind this famous gentleman sat Richard M. Russell '14, Mayor of Cambridge. At one point in the game a Harvard player missed a long forward pass, with terrible fumbling. The Mayor of Cambridge leaned forward to the emeritus mayor of Boston and said, slyly, "Even Jim Foley didn't do as badly as that."