With Gals Who Know Commuters Best, It's Harvard By a Dime

Do subway riders star at you? Does the "Harvard look" make then edge away or give your foot an extra trampling? How does the man under the street feel about Harvard men as his fellow handle clutcher? Over the roar of awaying cars, 25 travelers of the tunnels of the misnamed Boston Elevated Railway aired their views on their scholarly fellow passengers yesterday.

Opinions varied, Katherine Bova, of 59 Anburn Street, Boston, Melt that Harvard men are very quiet, with her companion, a shapely brunette, adding that "they never bother me, that's the trouble." C. J. Brady, of 20 Worthington Street, Boston, who claims many years of subway contact with them, stated his belief, on the other hand that "they're fine, good time fellows."

Of those interviewed, six limited themselves to terming our men "all right," while tree were briefer with "O.K." as a classification, but none seemed to hold derogatory opinions.

Several agreed with one gentleman who felt only that the Harvard man is just the 'average numb rider." Some had formed no opinion. "I just ride back and forth and don't pay much attention," stated James Galt of 74 Hardenway Street Roxbury.

Others were more eloquent. After considerable reminiscing, Virginia Shea, a high school student of South Boston, arrived at the conclusion that "they're a lot of fun." The older ladies, on the other hand, used more conservative terms like "a worthy group," or said; "I know it's a nice institution, but I don't know enough about the students to give an opinion."

It was a midle-aged Brookline man, however, who-contributed the most philosophical remark. "I'd just as soon get pushed, " he said, "against a Harvard man as any other bum."