What God Hath Joined

endures in numbers less than twenty. That this is a natural law is evidenced by a recent ruling of the Harvard and Radcliffe administrations that courses with an enrollment of twenty or fewer Kliffe kuties will administer joint examinations.

Back at the Annex, however, angry words are being spilled over bowls of dull pineapple chunks. The Radcliffe honor system, about the only virtuous thing left in the world these days, is seen doomed; and kuties who cultivate the seedy demeanor are complaining that now they will have to dress-up when they take integrated finals.

But rest assured, fairest of Fair Harvard! Harvard has her own honors program, and look what is happening to it. And proctors may scowl at the men, but the women...

And should you fear the presence of bleary, unshaven, odorous male exam crammers, remember what your husband will look like in the morning; and anyway college is where you go to get educated.

Radcliffe does not wash her face when she sips coffee at the Bick, and whether she wears gym suits or tweed suits to examinations is beside the point. Fair or foul, Harvard undergraduates join to welcome the Annex to their examination rooms. Sour grapes only make bitter wine.