Reasonable and Proper

The Northampton constabulary is on the job these days. Even Paul Revere would have a hard time getting through the town at more than a slow canter. The little yellow triangles with their glass-lettered '25 m.p.h." mean what they say nowadays, and woe to the luckless wretch who presses the accelerator down to the floor and watches the needle creep slowly up to twenty-six.

Forty Dartmouth, Amherst, and Harvard men, ferrying their Junior Prom dates home the night before last, discovered to their dismay that this traffic reform wave was in full swing. Cars piled up four deep on the road waiting for summonses. The boys were allowed to get their female passengers home before curfew, but when they reached the station house they were faced with the gloomy alternatives of raising $100 bail, cash or real estate, or spending the night in the jug. Bursar's Cards were scornfully rejected, and real estate was defined to exclude automobiles. They were not permitted to telephone for bail, and, fearing that a realization of the magnitude of their crimes might drive them to desperation, the careful warders removed ties, belts, and suspenders from their charges. This morning all forty offenders will face the majesty of the law in the Northampton police court. The minimum penalty for their dual offense of exceeding the legal speed limit and "obstructing operations" by riding four in the front seat will be a stiff $25 fine.

Smith has rated pretty high in the past among popular women's colleges, and deservedly so. It seems sad that it faces the prospect of becoming number one No-man's-land, unless the boys take to the unlikely alternative of tricycles. The situation seems to call for nothing less drastic than a College picket around the courthouse.