THE STARTER'S GUN

Beginning sometime yesterday afternoon small bands of bronzed and bespattered athletes began to arrive in Cambridge from the far-off sunny South. It will not be without a secret sense of satisfaction that Seniors condemned to enjoy their vacation in Widener Library or misguided individuals who a week ago sought the cooling solace of the northern mountains will read this morning accounts of tennis matches and baseball games cancelled on account of rain, of lacrosse contests played in mud and drizzle, and of snow welcoming the Crimson cohorts to Virginia. A cool, and even somewhat damp, vacation was enjoyed by all of those north of the Mason-Dixon line, and it is not unpleasant to the less charitable to know that their more favored brethren fared little better.

Despite adverse playing conditions and much enforced idleness, however, the various Harvard teams gave sufficient evidence of their prowess en route to warrant optimistic anticipation of the several seasons about to get under way on Soldiers Field and its environs. Out of four games played the veteran Harvard nine went down to defeat only once, and that at the hands of the undefeated Quantico marines by a one run margin. The track team had a field day at the expense of two Virginia rivals, the tennis squad stood up creditably against high calibre opposition; and the lacrosse team, though losing all of its four games, disposed of the hardest part of its schedule and gained much valuable experience.

The Southern wanderings of the Crimson athlete are over, and the college now awaits only the umpire's call to bat and the crack of the starter's gun to see the multifold activity of spring sport life again in full swing.