Class of 1909

Emile H. Erhard, who in his more dignified moments is vice-president of the Stafford Company, while vacationing at York's Camps, Rangeley Lakes, met Mr. and Mrs. A 1 Schofield. Al's fishing efforts were such as to attract attention and to cause comment, which was duly expressed by the company then present in the following lines :

Now love for fish is just the thing That gets a fellow wondering, And Albert wondered lots about The fact he needed bass and trout. He thought, "If only I could fly To Rangeley Lakes, I'd make a try; With hook and line and small canoe I'm sure that I could get a few. If small in size, I would not care, If only I could have a pair; But shamed I'd be on such a flight, To own that I had ne'er a bite." So Albert, with his line and fly, Down to Loon Lakes himself did fly; Alone he paddled on the pond, Hoping the fish would soon respond. But since he thought not of the season, He could not understand the reason, Why neither trout nor striped bass Would give him hail as he did pass. A fellow sportsman on the lake Told him just what course to take, "The fish," he said, "in summer's heat, Swim low in search of cool retreat. You'd better then a weight apply, If fish you wish to take your fly." But Albert's hopes were soon dispelled, Somehow the fish all seemed repelled. Soon joy and hope were changed to gloom, As he began to see his doom; He cast his fly both left and right, But black flies only seemed to bite. Slow and sad he wandered home, And Emma heard his piteous moan. "What ails you, Al, my bonny boy, That you have lost your smile of joy? Wherefore those sounds of pain and woe, That stab my heart and hurt me so?" But when she saw his fallen face, Like lightning she could clearly trace The reason for his tragic look, For Emma read him like a book. "Cheer up, my boy," she said to him, "At any rate, you're nice and slim! And when we start upon our way, There's plenty of fish to buy for pay, Red salmon and the speckled trout, That no one need to know about. As victor you will homeward go, And all your friends will praise you so, Your fishing tales will be so skilled That Maiden people will be thrilled."

Secretary, Shawmut Bank Building, Boston