Brass Rails and Mugs Invade Cambridge--Boylston Street Bar Will Please Eager Students and Reminiscent Veterans

To those Harvard men accustomed to a tasty bit in the forenoon or perhaps late at night, in such establishments as Reuben's, the advent of the Harvard Bar to Boylston Street will be an occurrence of the greatest import. To the smaller group whose memory spans the long dry years to the days when one could get a foaming beaker, the timely reappearance of mugs and their slightly impoverished content will bring back innumerable memories.

With both groups in mind and impressed with the idea that Harvard Square is in need of a new food dispensary, a certain Mr. Taxier will on March 28 cast bread and meat, and a few other ingredients upon the troubled waters of the Square and open the Bar.

Mr. Taxier is convinced beyond question that what the realm of the Rolunda really needs is good food and an institution such as he plans.

"My venture will model itself upon Reuben's and such well known places," said Mr. Taxier. "There will be a bar and the brass rail and at the grill in the window anyone can see the chief preparing the dishes, thus seeing exactly what he is going to get."

It was disclosed, however, that in spite of the revivification of the bar and attendant brass, sawdust will not make a triumphant return: cleanliness will reign paramount.

An article in the "New York Evening Journal" first brought the idea of this feat of culinary composition to Mr. Taxier. In it the point was carefully made that as yet there was no proper eating place in Harvard Square. Not the man to let a golden opportunity melt away, Mr. Taxier leapt to the spot and founded the wayside oasis new rapidly nearing completion.

The prevailing principle which requires restaurateurs to subject themselves to the transfenestral gave of the curious will be done away with by the installation of six private booths in the hinterland of the Bar where a moderate amount of privacy may be enjoyed in addition to the luxury of being served.