DARTMOUTH CLUB OF NORTHERN OHIO.

The stately halls of the Union Club again vibrated to Dartmouth songs and Dartmouth spirit on Friday evening, January 23, when sixty loyal graduates gathered to honor Dean Laycock and give vent to their pent-up love for the old college.

The fourteenth annual dinner was a high spot in the history of the Dartmouth Club of Northern Ohio, and a mighty happy one it was.

John Watson, a born master of ceremonies, rising to his full sixty-three inches, knocked his customary home run, bringing to bat none other than the good Clark Tobin, who in turn put the old green pigskin over for a goal, and brought the crowd to its feet with a mighty cheer for the fightin'est team of the season.

And then—then, our beloved, inimitable Dean, without whom our dinners will never be complete, transported us to the place of places with a message that will long be remembered — the sort of a talk that sends a thrill of pride down the old spine and makes you feel like giving a cheer that won't come for the lump that chokes it down. To tell the commonplace; to read statistics; to speak of financial matters and make them interesting; to open hearts and minds and souls and fill them full of good—this is our Craven. It would not be just to try to tell what he told us unless I used his words. It is enough to say we're better for his coming, and trust he'll keep his promise to be with us many times again.

It is the spirit of such men that has made Dartmouth in Cleveland an established fact. No organization of similar character boasts of a more staunchly unified spirit. There seems to be a something, an intangible something, that little groups enjoy, but which with us has seemed to grow with our rapidly increasing numbers until it is now recognized by other clubs and wondered at. Whatever it is, 'tis useless to define; but as it is a reflection of the same thing thai the College is experiencing, we can only accept it—be thankful and use it to the glory of old Dartmouth.

The newly elected officers of the Club assumed their first duties at the dinner. President John Wallace '07 pledged his support to the traditions and service of the College and the Club. The two vice-presidents, T. "Ced" Wellsted '09 and "Hank" McK. Haserot '10, showed due appreciation of the honor thrust upon them, and SecretaryTreasurer "Boss" Geller '12 made the customary collections. "Bob" Keeler, as retiring secretary-treasurer, was loudly cheered, and his report drowned in the echo.

Having exhausted Craven and the songs — and overflowing with sentiment and punch, the festivities were finally brought to a close with the Dartmouth song and "Hank's" demand for "a wah-who-wah for old Dartmouth."

These are the officers for 1920: John C. Wallace '07, president; T. C. Wellsted '09 and H. McK. Haserot '10, vice-presidents; R. G. Geller '12, secretary a"nd treasurer; executive committee, M. T. Crowell '01, R. F. Carpenter '07, R. B. Keeler '11, and T. V. Lehman '17.