TODAY IN THE BASIN.

For the oarsmen on class eights and to the first boats of Eliot and Thayer Clubs today is the day of days. The "championship of the river" for their respective type of shell is no mean thing. Beyond the Locker Room at Newell these races may be regarded as wasted energy. More gifted roommates may have found it difficult to understand the "training" for such events. But to the man with the sweep the crowds on Harvard Bridge will be there to see his race, even though railway construction in reality accounts for the uninterested onlookers.

The oarsmen have done well. Faithful work with no vision of the Thames is rewarded today. To all boats from the "Go" to the last shriek of the diminutive coxswain the CRIMSON extends its best wishes with congratulations to the victors.