Sometimes cynics like to cast vegetables and fruit at the fact that the fame of even genuinely great Universities is more spread among the multitudes by a foot-ball game than by a thousand splendid professors, or by a million subtle but effective influence on the power and the greatness and the great men of the country.
But when Rome is talked of now, gladiatorial spectacles are still remembered; when Greece is considered, the great athletic events of the time are still remembered far better, with the possible exception of such titans as Alexander and Socrates, than the great men of power and philosophy.
The Harvard Yale game, without doubt, ranks with Royal levees, Nazi mass meetings, Soviet Parades, Marathons, and ancient Olympics, as splendid, and important human spectacles.
So it is with a clear conscience, and a full sense of proportions, that thousands will go mad today. And may the better (we mean the Harvard) team win.
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A PRESENT FOR HARVARD
