Those individuals who kindly removed the Senior C last Monday evening [in retaliation for the theft of the Stanford Axe] may possibly be visited by the fulfillment of those awful curses which were promised to its destructors by the class of '98 at the time of the fence's erection, but as far as the present student body is concerned, we are of but one opinion. We do not in the least regret its loss. Those who have the useless wood may keep it; they are welcome. The fenced served its only purpose in drawing the class of '98 together at the time of its dedication. The members of that class carved their names upon it and sat upon it because they knew that they had built it and felt that it ought to be occupied. Since that time it has proved worse than worthless. The present seniors have not found it necessary to perpetuate their names in just that manner and on the whole seem to have been too busy to sit long on hard wood in a broiling sun. And so, as far as we are concerned, its removal is a thing for which we are to be thoroughly thankful.
As to the town toughs who seem possessed of the idea that bourdon means a free for all fight and the general destruction of any University property left unguarded, we can only say that the action shows the man. Whether they came from the West Berkeley stock yards or from a more distant, more disagreeable place, they proved themselves but common rowdies worthy of our common contempt.
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