LET HER RUN

The spirit that prompts men to go down to the Charles in shells is an enigma to many undergraduates. The rhythmic monotony of a sport in which excellence is attained only after variety has been eliminated is a pleasure only to the initiated. But the large number of college oarsmen testifies to the fact that there is hidden in the chiseled motion of an eight a subtle fascination. The Harvard Athletic Association has always seen to it that facilities are available for everyone who wished to experience the peculiar pleasure of rowing, and today visitors marvel at the great number of shells which leaves the boat houses every afternoon.

Probably the most amateur in spirit of all the major sports, crew has always attracted a large number of men who row merely because they find it the most expedient and pleasant manner of keeping fit. If one needed proof of this statement it is amply to be found in the fact that in spite of there being nothing approaching an objective race during the fall season nearly three hundred men have pulled an oar in some crew during the weeks just now coming to a close. The informality of the University squad and the flexible number of possible class crews present an easy opportunity for all who have felt the fascination of a slow swing or the rugged vigor of a powerful forty two find a position commensurate with his ability.