"THE MIKADO"

Swell happenings like "The Mikado" make us glad that we live up here. The Gilbert and Sullivan classic was beautifully put on and produced—and a month after there's no need of telling how nobly So-and-so did. Suffice it that the whole cast deserved and carried their parts out in "the best of Savoyard tradition." What interests us more is the peculiar academic cement which such a production creates. The Dartmouth editorialized this phase of it, a phase which we are sure exists unconsciously in every undergraduate mind: "Professorial dignity melts, student indifference surrenders, community contempt yields. The three factions of the town buckle down together to the strenuous duties of rehearsing and, finally, producing an opera. They have done it for seven years and, more important, enjoy doing it."

it is the one result of our vaunted isolation which receives but insufficient mention; compare, for instance, the reaction to the coming of an intercollegiate championship to Hanover:

"With something of a shock of disillusionment, we learn that a Dartmouth undergraduate is the winner of the intercollegiate current events contest sponsored by The NewYork Times. We have always considered it one of our prerogatives to be indifferent to outside events not directly affecting our wallets or our week-ends, present and future. No matter how far-reaching the consequences of the newest wave of revolution, or how disastrous the annual quota of earthquake and shipwreck, we have not been prepared to see Dartmouth men search for news. And apparently we have been deceived."