A most interesting addition to our already considerable collection of waitress-lore was made last week. We learned that occasionally during the past few months Union waitresses and student waiters have arranged small dances for themselves. The more recent affairs have been held in the neighborhood of Central Square.

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Latest distinction granted this University comes as a result of the capabilities of four of its students and one of its librarians. Failing to see why Harvard should be excluded from activities in which Greater Boston shows keen interest, these five entered the current "Zain" ad-writing contest--and emerged prize-winners.

The four students waxed eloquent on these subjects: the comfort and convenience of a local hotel, toothbrushes, sugar, and a downtown theatre. The hotel-eulogizer happens to be a friend of ours who yesterday showed us a letter from the hotel's management expressing the hope that their house would continue worthy of his praise. This note was followed by a one-pound box of chocolates.

The librarian, although we can't imagine why, concocted a blurb on bananas--and the return mail brought a congratulatory note (with prize). We should like to recommend to this same quintet that they now look to the University's honor in the "Blotto" contest, sponsored by a local newspaper. Fair Harvard!

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One of the younger head-waitresses in the Houses was busy handing out guest checks when from behind came the query, "Where shall we sit?" She thought she recognized the voice of one of the House's more insufferable jokesters. "Right this way, darling," she called over her shoulder and led the way to a vacant table. She drew out a chair and made ready to hand the student his meal check, when she saw seating himself no student, but Aldrich Durant, (among other things overlord of the Dining Hall), much amused.