CLASS OF 1910

Tenners present at the annual banquet at the Blackstone Hotel in Chicago January 16 were: Beal, Bryant, Dingle, Eastman, Russ Palmer, Sinclair, and Billy Williams. Beal just happened to be in Chicago over night, and he looked good to some of us after some twelve years' absence.

Harry Beal is assistant manager of Jones and Lamson Machine Company of Springfield, Vt., and is living at 27 Orchard St. Harry says his children now consist of two daughters.

Billy Williams has long desired to get back to Chicago, and now his dreams are realized. He has been promoted to be western repre- sentative of Timken-Detroit Axle Company, and is located in People's Gas Building, Chicago.

The Chicago Bonding and Insurance Company, with whom George Sinclair has been connected for some time, has been consolidated with the American Bonding and Casualty Company of Sioux City. George and three other principals of the old company have incorporated, and have the general agency for the state of Illinois for the consolidated company, the Illinois company being incorporated under the name of The Chicago Bonding Agency Company, with offices in Insurance Exchange Building, Chicago.

Russ Palmer is with the editorial department of the Chicago Evening American, and lives at 1138 Maple Ave., Evanston, Ill. Russ has a prison record since we last heard from him. He has been for some time stationed at Joliet Penitentiary by the American to study conditions of the prison and try through the newspaper to improve the prison methods. Russ states, however, that on account of the intricate political machine and general corrupt conditions in politics nothing has been accomplished.

John Dingle has recently bought a new home at Highland Park, Ill. The address is 515 South Sheridan St., and a welcome hangs out to tenners who by chance tour the Yellowstone Trail. John has a daughter two years old, as well as a four-year-old red-headed halfback. He says there isn't much to prevent him from making first string, and any tenners having contenders for this position to bring them along to Hanover next June, when there will be an official decision. John is hooked up in business with Bolsurn, an old Princeton football 1906 man. The firm is known as Bolsum and Dingle, agency of the Massachusetts Mutual Life Insurance Company of Springfield, Mass., and is located at 134 South La Salle St., Chicago. The agency for the past years stood ninth for the entire country, having written between four and five millions of insurance for one company alone, and a total of six and a half millions.

Don Palmer is now in Memphis, Tenn., with Ferguson and Palmer Lumber Company. Don has two boys and one girl. He is so busy raising the children that he has no time to report class matters.

"Mac" Kendall writes from Huron, S. D.: "I have no news to contribute, as I have not changed my address, previous condition of servitude, or census factor since our last bulletin. I attended the Northwest Alumni dinner at St. Paul last week, and saw Carter, Elliott, Benjamin, Kidder, Bardwell, and Phelps. You can put me down on the list of those assured of being in Hanover next June."

The following is the last letter, so far as known, written by our beloved secretary. The original has been offered to the family, but they have requested that it be kept for our permanent class records. The letter, together with the envelope, censored by him person- ally, wilt be kept among the 1910 archives. If any members of the class or others who may read these columns know of later letters, please advise your acting secretary.

St. Jean de Monts, Vendee, France, October 23, 1918.

Well, Easty, I have really made a move; for a while I was afraid that I'd have to make the war at the 3rd A. I. C. I am now at a school for aerial gunnery, and most of the boys go from here direct to the front. But they also send fellows from here to other schools as staff pilots, and I'm scared to death that just when I finish an order will go through for a bunch of staff pilots, and under such circumstances I just know I'll be elected.

I've been over here more than a year now, and I haven't even heard the front yet — much less seen it. And I'm just about fed up on these schools. I guess I'll have to write a book entitled "Fighting My Way to the Front."

I landed here with the grippe, and went to the hospital for ten days and then to quarters for a week more. I only started flying again yesterday, and it sure did feel funny after such a long lay-off. I'm driving that biplane machine of which I gave you a general idea, and believe me, Easty, it's some boat. It's easy to drive, has oodles of power, and goes like a bat out of h — l. Me, I'm keen for it..

This is the best camp I've struck yet, and I hate to leave it except for the front. We have wonderful eats at the Officers' Club. "Cause why?" "Cause an American lady is running the mess."

The enlisted men put on a musical show last week, and it was great—the best amateur show I've seen for years. Some of the boys made chic chickens, although there were a couple of the Buter-maker type.

Glad to get your good letter of September 8th. Sorry I can't send you any snaps of me and my ship; it's against orders. Note that you didn't send in a check for the D. fund. Do it for me next time, and let me know. I guess I'll never hear from Billy W. or Jack D. They're probably too durn busy. Just the same keep up your good work. Remember me to the boys, and take care of yourself. Cheery—oh!

Spud.

Acting Secretary, Whitney H. Eastman, Box 464, Milwaukee, Wis.