A friend of mine overheard a curious snatch of dialogue at the Phillips Brooks House tea the other afternoon. You know those teas--the ones where Radcliffe Freshmen meet Harvard Freshmen. Here's how the conversation went:

He: "Well. You a Freshmen?"

She: "Yes."

He: "What are you going to major in?"

She: "Drama."

He: "Drama? But they don't have any drama at Radcliffe."

She: "I know. I may have to transfer."

He: "Well why did you come here in the first place?"

She: "I thought I wanted to major in French until yesterday. Besides, it's only three hours by train from New Haven."

Whatever it was that made her shift from French, of all things, to Drama, of all things, is at the moment a mystery. But sleuths are at work. You will hear more about this soon.

People sitting close to the Harvard squad on Saturday noticed a television set down on the bench. This is something new. Television is usually shot from the top of the stadium, so it enables the coaching staff down below to see something of what the spotter on the roof is talking about. It also suggests the possibility of having a special television set-up arranged exclusively for a coaching staff, so that the camera would focus on the particular players the coach is interested in seeing.

People sitting close to the Columbia bench say that Lou Little did not want that field goal in the first quarter. Apparenty signals got mixed up, because he was raging and fuming and stomping and storming after the play.

The Indians did it. And I'm glad--as glad as a Yankee fan can be. Because thank the Lord there will be no subway series in Boston. This should at least take some of the steam out of the Boston papers.

In case the point isn't clear, here are a few headlines selected from one issue of one paper.

On the front page, in white with a black border: