YARDLING DIRECTS INNOCENT CAMARADERIE AT--GUESS WHO?

Interested bystanders, with whom the world is forever coming in contact, relate this latest tale of a Freshman's blunder--or was it a blunder?

A 1942 man, possibly a bit on the tough (or naive) side, was strolling along Quincy Street. He seemed lost. Perceiving a man coming out of a brick house nearby, he shouted, "Say, buddy, d'ya know where this guy Gummere lives?"

"Over there," was the short replay.

"Thanks a lot, bud!" cried the Yardling cheerfully.

The bystanders in question shuddered. The person referred to as "buddy" was President Conant.