Freshmen

Petulant and grumpy at their matron's failure to provide adequate music with their meals, Yale freshmen last week shoved their supper dishes off the tables, bashed glassware, chairs, trays, butter, jams and desserts in all directions, shuffled out into Berkeley Oval and lighted bonfires, scampered into New Haven streets ringing fire alarms, pulling down trolley poles, pushing automobiles from their parking places, nagging, taunting, thumb-nosing at policemen.

Dean of Freshmen Walden put the whole class on probation for following boisterous members who had led the riot to keep up "an old tradition."

The New York World commented: "Thirty years from now some of these young men, thanks either to their own efforts or to the fortune amassed for them by a considerate father, will be men of affairs and captains of industry. And they will read some morning of a strike. . . . How pleasant it will be ... to frown at the morning's news and murmur, 'Bolsheviki,' 'hoodlums,' 'vandals.' "