RICH. MAN, POOR MAN

The editorial column of the "Daily Princetonian" has waxed wroth over books and magazine articles which represent Princeton as a cross between a first-rate country club and a sanitarium where one may rest up after arduous week-ends. The writer of the editorial admits that there may be a few individuals who think of their alma mater in these terms; but the difficulty comes from judging the mass by the few--"unrepresentative observation" as logicians call it. Harvard has had a similar experience along a different line. A certain class of outsiders read in the papers of millionaires' sons here in the University. That settles it! Harvard is a rich man's college; they must go to the football games and "boo" the team.

When will the public learn that a college is merely a vertical section of society? The proportion between the classes is not strictly the same as in the outside, world, to be sure, but all classes are there. You have your millionaires' sons, your week-enders, those who merely make the campus a G. H. Q. for their social activities; but you also have sons of butchers and bakers and candlestick makers who either drain the paternal pocket-book dry or else put in all their spare time doing odd jobs in order to get the wherewithal. But one of these groups--usually against their will--gets dragged into the newspapers, or else frequents places where money is sine qua non. The other sort nobody sees or hears of. And so Princeton becomes a sanitarium for weary week-enders and Harvard a millionaires' club. A chance for an Extension course in Logic!