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'Fair Harvard, Thy Sons...'

"You haven't changed a bit, Fred," said the Shakespeare Habana to the Excelsior Coronella Gold Label Supreme. "You either, Al. You still lie," chuckled the fine American cigar.

Spright as Maurice Chevalier, spirited as Tommy Manville, Democratic as Cal Coolidge, the members of the Class of 1915 came back to Cambridge to check what Father Time had done to Mother Harvard.

A quick but of course highly reliable CRIMSON poll revealed that most '15ers concur that physical Harvard has changed mightly. However, they observe that genus undergraduate, species Harvard is as constant as 3.14159265....

"Sometimes, I think they might have changed," said one connoisseur of the nicely turned ankle, "but then I have enough sense to know they haven't."

"It took very little work to get through Harvard when I was here," contended another, "and as far as I can see things haven't changed that much."

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God bless them all.

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