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ties are, as it were, prescribed and provincial-some danger in that extempore intimacy, that almost instantaneous swearing of eternal friendship, which a small community may demand?

"But what of the relation between student and instructor?" In a small college the Faculty know, or think they know, every student. Between the large college and the small there is a real difference in the relation of the instructors as a whole toward the students as individuals, and in the relation of the students as a whole toward the instructors as individuals. In Harvard University are over three hundred professors, instructors, and assistants under the Faculty of Arts and Sciences alone, of whom more than a third are members of that Faculty appointed either for a term of years or without limit of time. No teacher knows by sight every other teacher; still less does any teacher know every student. Yet many teachers know more students than they

would or could know in a small college; and every student is known by several teachers besides his Freshman "adviser." Even the large lecture courses are so combined with laboratory work or conferences or excursions that the students in them are brought into contact with the younger teachers if not with the older ones. There is, I believe, no college in which the relation between instructor and pupil is more delightful. The maturer students are frequently consulted in matters of general importance and frequently called upon to help other students who need the strength that comes from strong friends. Many instructors invite students to their houses, or keep certain hours clear, as the University preachers do, for any and all students. Every Christmas Eve Professor Norton opens his fine old house at Shady Hill to all members of the University who are away from home. Some young men, it is said, stay away from home a day longer

to meet Professor Norton thus; and their host would forgive them if he could know the charm of an evening with him.

Within a few years the wives of certain University officers have instituted a series of afternoon teas on Fridays between Thanksgiving and the first of March, and have invited all members of the University. The teas, on which students at first looked sceptically if not scornfully, are now fairly established. They have done much in giving newcomers what they sadly need-the society of refined women—and in giving all students opportunities of meeting persons whom it is a privilege to know. The room used for the teas is the large parlor of Phillips Brooks House; the rug in the centre was Bishop Brooks's own; and the bust in the adjoining hall, with the tablet beside it, leads men's thoughts to him for whom the house was named, and in whose honor it was dedicated to hospitality as well as to piety.

The homesick Freshman from a distant State finds at Cambridge a better welcome than he expects, though no kindness can at once and forever annihilate homesickness. Some years ago a well-known professor, walking through the College Yard at the beginning of the autumn term, met a young man whose aspect prompted him to say: "Are you looking for anybody?" The young man answered: "I don't know anybody this side of the Rocky Mountains." Of what immediately followed I know nothing, but can guess much. Of one thing I am sure, the young man is to-day a loyal graduate of Harvard College. Nowadays the newly arrived student finds waiting for him, even before he meets his "adviser," a committee of instructors and undergraduates whose business and whose pleasure it is to help him adjust himself to his new surroundings. Nor has he been long at the University before he is invited to the room

of a Junior or a Senior, to meet there a few members of his own class, as well as members of other classes. There he and his classmates are entertained by the older men, who often give them serious and sensible advice; and there they are made to feel that they are "taken into the team." "Entertained," I said, -not hazed, as of old; and though the decline and fall of hazing may cut off Freshmen from the instantaneous friendships of coöperative self-defence, few will regard it as a mark of degeneration. To at least one of these entertainments every Freshman is invited; for the large committee of Seniors and Juniors in charge assigns each Freshman to some one man. Freshmen are invited, also, by their class president to social evening meetings, for which purpose, since scarcely any room can hold them all, the class is sometimes divided into squads of fifty or sixty. Again, in the new Harvard Union, which, like so much else, the University

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