Bouton is back in his observatory after some weeks of disability. Parkinson, for the first time in his life, is. being led about on a leash by a -dog, not of the seeing-eye type, but one that enjoys exercising the old man for a mile or two a day.
Tarbell has maintained silence for a longer time than usual. Perhaps he needs a dog.
Henry Drummond, in his book on TropicalAfrica, says the trails through the jungle are wonderfully direct for the long distances, but strangely zigzag for the short. His explanation is that when a tree falls across the worn path the first man goes around it and so do all the rest, long after the obstacle disappears. This, he says, illustrates the difference between the primitive and the civilized man. The former does not concern himself for the other fellow; the latter does. Public spirit is a test of civilization applicable to men and nations alike, ourselves included. Now U. N. is fairly launched and gathering headway toward civilization. Amateur lookouts are sounding frantic alarms while seasoned pilots are scarce. Will the Liberal Arts College supply them? A lot of minor hindrances dangle awash and call for simple intelligence to streamline the craft. One World needs either a universal language or more linguists, interchangeable currency, a common system of weights and measures, a standard railway gauge, mutually recognized laws of the road, and a commonsense calendar with days, weeks, months and quarters equalized and harmonized. These all look simple. There are organized groups agitating for each. Only inertia stands in their way. Do they need a push from the Liberal Arts?
WITH HEAD GEAR RANGING FROM FEZ TO TOPPER, this picture of the Class of 1884 on the steps of Reed Hall was taken when a man had some choice in hats. One of a series of old Dartmouth photographs, this was among those presented to the College recently by Mrs. Theodora Hill, daughter of Josiah French Hill '84.
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