"T" Dance.

Pubs were closed—the pictures had not yet opened their doors; University students (and others) filled the gap by moving harmoniously round a slippery Gym floor and consuming quantities of asparagus patties, washed down with a beverage of dubious hue presumed by some to be tea, by others to be wish-wash.

Informality—joie de vivre—eclat (particularly obvious in the recital were the earmarks of the evening. The huddle of males herded round the door evaporates rapidly owing to the appalling absence of the feminine sex—thus inaugurating a new era in Tea dances.

The compering during the dance was of good caliber and refreshing after the stolid announcements of last year. The supper could have been better—the hour of the final dance could have been later—card tables could have been provided;— but these were minor items not detracting from the final success—[unclear: b] as for the music—it was lousy.