SEVENTY-FIVE

Elsewhere in the CRIMSON are far more eloquent testimonials than we could ever pen to one of Harvard's most distinguished and best loved figures. That his former pupils, writing years after graduation, still retain a vivid picture of Copey as an individual, and still appreciate his peculiar abilities as a teacher, is to those who know him praise more fitting than surprising.

Those who had the privilege of studying with Copey will long remember him as one of the greatest in a justly famous and fast vanishing group of humanists. While remarkably familiar with every nook and cranny of English literature. Copey was not--nor would he claim to be--a scholar in the strictest sense. But there is something in the fact that yearly the Harvard Club invites Copey to New York to give a Christmas reading; there is something in Copey's annual intimidation of a thousand freshmen--in the position Copey carved out for himself over a long span of years, is some thing which should give the present administration pause. Men such as Charles Townsend Copeland, Bliss Perry and LeBaron Russell Briggs cannot be selected on any single standard. No rigid standard could be devised to comprehend such outstanding individuals. Copey embodies, as do few other men, all the intangible qualities which go to make up the great teacher.

To repeat, testimonials in addition to those written by Copey's pupils must seem futile. But the CRIMSON takes pride in joining the celebration of the birthday of a man who, despite the varied demands of an active career, has always given successive CRIMSON boards the benefits of his interest and advice.