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Even Harvard men, inured though they are to going for weeks without a drop of water crossing their lips, would feel highly abused at being robbed of their daily ablutions. So imagine the feelings of a thousan beautiful Mount Holyoke girls, stranded without their aqua by a terrific South Hadley drought.
With their usual gentlemanly instincts rising supreme over all selfish motives and over indifference, the editors of the Crimson saw fit last night to speak for all of Harvard in inviting the waterless belles to a great liquid fiesta in Cambridge, city of cleanliness. We took it on ourselves to initiate the campaign to purify President Ham's soiled lassies.
But fundamentally clean though we are, the editors of the Crimson do not have enough water to clean all of Mount Holyoke. We need the help of every Harvard gentleman and his bathtub. These are times that try women's souls; now is the time for all good men to come to their aid with a party--a water party. From the sixty-year-old wooden bathrooms of Weld and Thayer to the shining tile lavatories of the House we must rally to the defense of fair, sweet, pure smelling womanhood.
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