Editorial in last night's Boston Traveler:

Lampy Needs New Editors

A puerile pornocracy evidently dominates the Harvard Lampoon.

The April number is a disgusting example of what can come of too much ink and too little brains.

Callow younglings will draw naked pictures and write nasty words, but when college "men" sink to the mentally incestuous depths that Lampy sounded in the April issue, it is time for college authorities to step in and assure the public that it is not granting tax favors to an institution where debauchery and degeneracy are condoned.

CLEANLINESS NEXT TO GODLINESS

This is the tale of a tub, and it concerns a Harvard professor of large dimensions who felt the urge to take a bath after two weeks of truly Arabic abstention from the use of water. This gentleman had been archeologizing with a Harvard expedition at Mt. Sinai, where a Greek Catholic monastery boasts a magnificent library of manuscripts, but suffers a chronic shortage of water for which it is equally noted.

Although all men who visit this holy place grow beards because there is not water enough to shave in, our professor, who stands six feet seven inches in his stocking feet and carries some three hundred and nine pounds, made bold to ask the archbishop if he could take a bath. Through gratitude or fear of this man mountain, the archbishop murmured a Greek Orthodox assent through his archiepiscopal beard.

Our next to godly professor thereupon stripped under the Sinaitic sun, and began to pour water over himself, while crowds of little native children, gathering to get a ringside view of this naked Brobdingnagian, began to point at him and repeat something in Arabic over and over again. No mean linguist, the professor realized to his shame that they were crying, "Look! He hasn't got any! Look! He hasn't got any!" This had never happened before, and our hero blushed a deep crimson, and kept on washing. "All giants," an unwashed monk later told him, "according to the local belief, should have webbed fort."