THE CRIME

Friendly relations between the faculty and students is something we have always wanted to see more carefully cherished at Harvard. At a great university, where many hundreds swell the ranks of the teaching staff and thousands more fill up the student roster, it is easy for the faculty man to hide behind a barrier of inaccessibility and let his ordinary pupils paddle their way without the cheery help of those at the top of the academic ladder.

But Thursday something happened that changed our whole outlook toward the Harvard teaching corps, and we realized for the first time that the heart of the teaching staff is in the right place after all. For walking through the corridors of one of the Houses, we came upon a notice tacked to the door of the office, a tutor's notice that filled us with the peace that passes understanding almost.

Thursday, as you recall, was the day for handing in study cards, and many a procrastinative student spent the afternoon rushing around the college like scared mice looking for their tutors to countersign cards before the five o'clock deadline. But the tutor in question is a humanist, and this was the notice on his door.