TRAIN

A new record of sorts was set Yale weekend, when 800-odd Dartmouths jammed the Club Special Train in order to spend two hours in New Haven having their nerves torn to shreds with red-hot pincers. The 800, moved by the spirited plea of Princeton's President Dodds against football drinking, did not touch a drop on the way up, and those with keen ears could have heard a sixty-pound coupling pin drop, so quiet were the Dartmouth rooters. This interesting item was told us in deepest secrecy by a man who kept his head in a bucket of ice during the entire tripsomebody was talking about him, he explained, and his ears were burning—and this column is the first to carry the news. This is our first scoop, Walter Winchell, and we'll thank you not to spoil it.