At the Sorbonne, Paris' 700-year-old university, there are neither football teams, fraternities nor student proms. Undergraduate amusements are far more individual. Not long ago Students André Sarved, Paul de Rivaudier and Lucien Hoch sat behind a mounting tower of saucers at a Montparnasse café table and decided that French deputies, who were then shouting themselves into a lather over payment of War Debts to the U. S., were appallingly ignorant of U. S. life, geography, institutions.
Few days later 72 French deputies received a carefully typewritten letter. The printed head was that...
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