CONANT'S CONSTITUTIONALS

Dame Rumor has noised it about of late that kind-hearted alumni are about' to send President Conant two cocker spaniels. Not that the new President is a dog fancier--nor that the desires to perpetuate the tradition of President Lowell's "Phantom," of sacred memory. But these alumni profess an interest in President Conant's physical well-being. They knew that when he worked in the laboratory he didn't bother much about exercise, but they feel that as President he should indulge in a daily constitutional. The spaniels would make him go walking, and incidentally survey the beauties of Harvard Yard.

President Conant's greatest research as a chemist was on the subject of chlorophyll. On his walks through the Yard he will appreciate more than ever the verdant, luxuriant growth of a plant filled with chlorophyll, a plant called grass. From one end of the Yard to the other his eyes can feast upon the expanse of grass. From Holworthy to Wigglesworth, from Thayer unto Strauss he can take pride in both those plots of grass that still survive. He can erect a bronze tablet in honor of those brave young blades that pushed through the morass in front of Sever. He can rejoice, too, in the saving that the Maintenance Department effected for the Budget when it failed to order grass seed.

Poets may sing of the beauties of Harvard Yard, romanticists may see only the ideal that lies therein, but Freshmen asked to write descriptions of the Yard in Spring will still stumble on the threshold of hypocrisy.