Mem Hall Ventilator Blasts Skirts of Lasses Registering

One of the pleasantest days of soliciting in the history of that arduous activity was made the more enjoyable yesterday by a continual exhibition of shapely and not-so-shapely feminine limbs which made any session at the Revere Beach funhouse look dull by comparison.

Someone had turned on the ventilating system at Memorial Hall, and as Summer School lovelies passed between the Scyllac and the Charybdae of publications salesmen, a blast of air of hurricane proportions issued from the register in the center of the walk. Skirts went aflying.

One thoroughly indignant young lady emerged into the open, blushing as red as the color of her dress, and, referring to the skirt episode on top of the aggressive salesmen, mumbled something about "adding insult to injury in her first day as a Harvard girl."