"LETS GO, SENIORS."

Tomorrow the Seniors will don their hip-pocketed overalls and sally forth on the long-heralded annual Senior picnic. Scholastic cares will be cast aside and the members of 1919 will eat, drink, and be merry at their last festive gathering as undergraduates.

For four long years the Class of 1919 has toiled on the ladder of scholarly knowledge, and now, with the goal in sight they are to celebrate while they still remain united. Who can blame them? A dinner, a Jubilee, a dance, and smokers have all contributed to the welding together of the class, but all these functions would not be complete were they not crowned by this much heralded frolic. The College Office has let down the bars. It behooves every Senior to set his Big Ben for an early rising and be present tomorrow morning when the merry picnickers get under way at the early hour of eight.