THE COLLEGE

Taking our cue from Corey Ford, who laments that type is smaller than it used to be, the stairs steeper, the mile longer and the human voice fainter, we would like to aver that putting down the duck boards doesn't mean what it used to. We remember when the annual appearance of the duckboards sent the whole College into paeans of lightheaded joy over this sure and definite sign that spring was just around the corner. Nowadays the duckboards go down on the campus paths and three days later, sometimes sooner, there is a snowstorm. This year two snowstorms.

The duckboards are down, and we would be remiss in not letting the alumni know about it. But they don't mean what they used to mean in our time. The Secretary of the College, as guest editor of the annual Duckboards Issue" of The Bulletin (house organ of the class officers associations), saw fit to devote only 68 words to the nominal reason for that March 15 issue and 2,137 words to other subjects, which indicates what his attitude must be. This report, we feel, runs to more seemly length. We'd like to add some other thoughts we have about the prognostic decline of duckboards but we can't. The MAGAZINE doesn't have as much space as it used to, either.