Even the most iron-hearted of Deans, when passing judgment, would not say that the Reading Period was not meant for general enjoyment. While it is the only time in the whole year that a student can get some work done without being interrupted by lectures, quizzes, hour exams, and the like, it is also the best time for him to see Cambridge night life without being interrupted by the same organized deviltry of the professors. Do you want a hot time in the old town tonight, do you want a dreamy atmosphere in which to pry open a Radcliffe life-story, do you want to carouse on more than Harvard Beer? Whatever it be we Editors of the CRIME suggest:

HYGIENE BUILDING: An evening of good clean fun, no couvert. The stagline tends to be pretty long, but you won't tire when you hear old Chic Sales' healthy entertainment. The bar carries a complete line of restoratives.

MEMORIAL HALL: A grand Ball-Room made over from an old theatre. Has been raided in the past year or so and a notorious belle was nabbed before she could do her famous disappearing act. Not much life in the floor show, but there are always plenty of tables to spread yourself out under. Good music on Thursday nights by Serge Koussevitsky and his Lads.

NEW GYM: A luxury swimming pool under the palm-trees gives an atmosphere of Waikiki to this romantic spot. Wrestling shows almost every night. Heavy couvert, but a season's membership will insure a clean tablecloth and a well-guarded hat, gloves, and cane, without having to tip the boys.

CERCLE FRANCAIS: Rather a highbrow spot, well-known for its interesting foreign clientele. Decadent Boston and a bit of French-2 combine to give that je ne sais quoi.

GERMAN SING-SONG: Lowell Roof, located in a delightful spot overlooking Mt. Auburn Street and the bright lights of Manter Hall. Gets rather raucous as the night waxes on. Good place to take a Radcliffe Girl, better than the Germanic Museum. If you can play a carrillon they will supply one.

THE IBIS NEST: Mt. Auburn Street. Hottest place in town, and funny! If you want food there is always some in the cellar (unless that lease has run out). Entrance by the front door. While there ask to see the interesting animal show, but don't touch the nasty exhibits.

PEGASUS' PERCH: Next to the Ibis Nest. Just one of those places three flights up where you can still see the Village Crowd. Clientele rather stiff and formal.

CLUB LIBERALE...71 Foity-Foist Street, Union Square. Pretty wild crowd what there is of it, but usually rather dull. Nothing ever doing. No floor show, no music, no food. Under new management (every week). Has never been raided but its a bad place to get into a fight. Has no bouncer, you can just say and do what you like. People just pay no attention.

ELIOT RATSKELLER...Smells of fresh paint, and rather high-priced, but there is always a merry, well-dressed late-night crowd, and it has that old railway poster atmosphere. Your credit is good there, and if you come around real late you can have the left overs that won't keep till the next night, gratis. Watch the big bartender with the Hitler moustache do his stuff.

THE HARVARD CRITIC: We have no report from this quaint brasserie. Rather indifferent entertainment.

CLUB RIFLE: Walnut Hill. Some notorious gunmen can be seen here and an occasional shooting occurs, in which case you had better get out of range.

BIG TREE SWIMMING CLUB: Has been padlocked ever since-before Prohibition.

BOYLSTON HALL: Chinatown. Lots of transients gather here, and usually "bring their own." Chinese food unexcelled. Interesting monkey house on the roof.

WIDENER JUNGLE: Hard to get in and harder to go out. Not a night club by any means. Closes at tea-time. Rather bookish crowd. Rotten service, you usually wait an hour for what there is. No music, no rough-house. Drinking is frowned on, despite precious collection of 16th Century wine-cards. Ask to see the labyrinthine maze which lies behind the famous Grand Staircase.