Joe McCune is now selling real estate in Columbus, Ohio. We have it on good authority that "half-pint Joe," as he was formerly known to his patrons in the erstwhile notorious Musgrove edifice, is now living in the fashionable East End section of Columbus. He is said to be married and to have a beautiful little girl to show for it.
Friends of the genial Jeff (Abe) Robinson will be shocked to learn that he is working eight hours a day in his glass house in Toledo, Ohio. The erstwhile Ward MacAllister of W. R. Junction has forsaken his Deke vests for a drab house robe, and is frequently found at home in the evening playing with his little daughter.
Hi Belding is still flooding the Chicago markets with hi grade securities but recently was observed at the Cornell-Dartmouth track meet in Hanover. Hi has two boys and one girl, and is making desperate efforts to nose out Rog Warner, Frank Lewis, and other competitors for the historic Childs Cup.
John Martinez tells this one on his roommate Ernest Earley, the tireless insurance agent:—"Coming home at 3 or 4 A.M., as is his custom during the height of the social season, John heard the distant ticking of the old Big Ben. Search revealed it hung to the picture molding in a far corner of the room with a huge exhorting sign just below it bearing the slogan 'DON'T BE WEAK!' " Editorial comment is superfluous; write your own words. The insidious influence of Doc Crane and Orison Swett Marden is at last beginning to make itself felt among certain types of our young manhood.
The portly sunburned buoy of a man who stepped off the gang plank of a Fruit Line boat on to the trembling rim of Manhattan Island a few weeks ago was none other than Blimp Morey. He attained the distinction of being the first bona fide clerk to go south in the winter time for a vacation. The Blimp was accompanied by his bride of a month, who informed our reporter that she had the time of her life,—keeping Syl from looking "that way" at the Cuban beauties. The former motor truck salesman bulged in several newplaces on his arrival and was a, walking series of musical clinkings at every step. He was met by a large delegation of friends and tomers.
Cliff Daniels is now with the White Motor Truck Company in New York city. Cliff and Blimp Morey have something in common,in old associations at any rate.
Pop Opper is now practicing law in New York city with the firm of Griffiths and Content. He admits it requires much practice to steer one's self into the right elevator at the Equitable labyrinth where he hangs his shingle. Pop recently borrowed the 1918 mailing list, and says he has something to announce to the class. When asked concerning it, only ambiguous explanations were forthcoming. We leave it to the expectant audience to make its own guesses as to what he has to announce.
The pride of the Thayer School, John Dessau, spends his time piecing together structural steel for McClintock and Marshall, building experts. He reports that none of his buildings have collapsed as yet.
Dave Garrett purchases supplies for the Western Electric Company. Says he likes to read the New York telephone book during quiet evenings at home,—the only reading matter issued free to its employees by the Western Electric Company.
The renowned publicity agent Phil Sanderson is now on the staff of the Boston Globe. He was recently seen at the smoker at the Waldorf-Astoria the night before Thanksgiving Day, where he was trying to trace the rumor that Columbia was going to kill off the Green team. Phil claims New York vacations are his specialty.
Clifford L. Meredith, Sunday editor of the Washington Times, was married October 2 to Miss Estelle Means of Washington.
Don C. Bliss, Jr., sailed for Tokyo, Japan, October 17, to become secretary to the attache at the United States embassy in the department of foreign and domestic commerce.
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