Class of 1915

Perhaps it is unnecessary to print the names of those who attended our Tenth, but hazy recollections will be clarified after reading over the following list:—-

(Directions:—Read slowly, digest thoroughly, then write your correspondent the humorous or pathetic incidents that come to mind.) String Downing, Herb Potter, Tracy Brownell, Thornt Pray, Roy Lafferty, Bud Doe, Leon Aronowitz, Charlie Taplin, Ray Perry, Leon Tuck, A 1 Sherman, Gus Braun, Jack Mason, Milt Roza, D. D. S., Hal Corwin, Nut Norwood, Bill Huntress, Dale Barker, Milt Ghee, Stan Llewellyn, Russ Durgin, Max Mernstein, Hal Ryan, Fletch Low, Dexter Davis, Dick Merrill, Bush Campbell, Bud Whitney, Ed Curtis, Russ Rice, Chan Foster, Norv Milmore, Speed Henderson, Walt Meader, Dick Clarke, Hamilton Webb, (Friend of Dick Clarke), A 1 Priddy, Pop Dennen, Charlie Griffith, John Healy, Geo. Ingalls, M. L. Frederick, Bob Fredericks, Adam Sutcliffe, Earl Clough, Eddie Rice, C. N. Sargent, Johnnie Mullin, Charlie Comiskey, Russ Livermore, Jim Sisk, Dwight O'Hara, Carl Ryan, Johnnie Johnson, Franklin P. Collier, Wy Fuller, George Young, Red Folan, Ernest Boyd, Ray Russell, Ray King, John Kimball, Warren Montsie, Sid Crawford, Harry Ellms, Russ Chase, Chuck Ingram, Don Page, Phil Pelletier, Earl Mac Andrews, Bob Bigelow, Henry Marcy, Harold Martin, Ralph Brown, Howard Fuller, Adolph English, Greg Lyon, Duze Lounsberry, Shrimp Williams, Dutch Schroeder, Paul Vining, Paul Rothery, Kike Richardson, Joe Pitman, Hal Davison, Bill Hall, Carl Gish, Hal Claflin, Justin McCarthy, Buck Bradley, Turk Turner, Bob Guest, Gib Campbell, Paul Doyle, Bill Nissen, Fred Lowe, Bob Fitts, Gov. Jordan, Bob Griffin, Geo. Adams, Speed Granger, Ray Porter, Bill Bemis, Paul Smith, Dave Hitchcock, Phil Blodgett, Fred Child, Kell Rose, Bags Wanamaker, Chann Harwood, Leo Burt, King Cook,, Malcolm Mac Donald, Deane Hazen, Ev Lamson, Jack Bowler, F. L. Parchert, Doc Noyes, Pete Cannon, Jim Cavanaugh, Bill Rogers, Pat Gear, Augie Atwood, Mrs. Grace M. Downing, Mrs. Genevieve B. Brownell, Mrs. Maude R. Lafferty, Mrs. Florence G. Doe, Mrs. Mary Alronowitz, Mrs. Florence Taplin, Mrs. Carolyn Perry,, Mrs. Eleanor Shaw Sherman, Mrs. Clara Braun, Mrs. Katharine F. Mason, Mrs. Frances R. Norwood, Mrs. Marion Huntress, Mrs. Delphin L. Durgin, Mrs. Sarah R. Ryan, Mrs. Margaret Low, Mrs. Edgar A. Curtis, Mrs. Isabel W. Rice, Mrs. Dorothy M. Foster, Mrs. Lois Millmore, Mrs. Beatrice H. Meader, Mrs. Dorothy G. Clarke, Mrs. Marguerite Priddy, Mrs. Susan Griffith, Mrs. Mildred Sutcliffe, Mrs. "F. P. Collier, Mrs. Olive King, Mrs. Myra Chase, Mrs. Mae Martin, Geneva and Eileen Martin, Mrs. Margaret English, Mrs. Helen Lounsberry, Mrs. Pearl Richardson, Mrs. J. P. Pitman, Mrs. Gladys Davison, Mrs. Helen Turner, Mrs. Pauline Guest, Mrs. Claire L. Campbell, Mrs. Fred P. Lowe, Mrs. Josephine Nissen, Mrs. Mildred Jordan, Mrs. Mary Elizabeth Griffin, Miss Grace Eleanor Griffith, Mrs. Kathryn Child, Mrs. Helen Rose, Mrs. Grace Wanamaker, Mrs. Marjorie Harwood, Mrs. Lucille Hazen, Mrs. Bessie R. Lamson, Miss Lillian Bechtold, Mrs. Ernest Boyd, Alden Boyd, Pauline E. and Una C. Rogers, daughters of Bill Rogers.

Not many patronized the Rest Cure at Whitefield directly after Commencement, but the Masons, Downings, and Taplins report that the rest of us missed an exceptional treat. Genevieve and Tracy Brownell, Lillian Bechtold, and Dext Davis went home via Bethlehem and way stations.

Those of us who depend upon the football season to bring us the opportunity of meeting our classmates feel that we have got our money's worth this fall. Perhaps the New Yorkers will take exception to this remark, but let's not argue it out now. The Harvard game was a most pleasant surprise, and as usual the Brown game afforded heart specialists some additional Dartmouth clients, and it was a great relief when the final whistle blew, while the result of the Cornell game exceeded our fondest expectations. As is customary, there was a dinner gathering of I9lsers at the Boston City Club the night before the Harvard game. The turnout was not as large as was expected, but twenty was the quorum, which included Al Priddy, Frank Collier, Walt Meader, Ed Wilkins, Henry Marcy, Speed Henderson, Charlie Taplin, Jack Mason, Justin McCarthy, Howard Fuller, George St. Clair, Bob Guest, Casey Jones, Bob Griffin, Bush Campbell, Earl Clough, Kike Richardson, Chan Foster, the Secretary, and Eddie Rice, who arrived about forty minutes late. At the smoker a few more stragglers showed up to give us a respectable cheering section,—Stu Hill, Douz Lounsberry, Duke Sullivan, Hal Claflin, John Kimball, Ben Slade, Bob Bull, and Jim Sisk,—who never seems to get any notices,—and probably there were some others your correspondent did not see. The final score of the game justified the feeling of conservative optimism which prevailed at the smoker and which Frank Collier figuratively described with his crayon.

Prexy Priddy's sponsored party at the Woodland Golf Club immediately following the game was a huge success. Sixty-six happy individuals, classmates and friends, ate, danced, and made merry, and not the least of the interesting features was the moving pictures of reunion. "See yourself as others saw you" is the title of the films, and I rather think that some of the boys were surprised. The class of 1901 shared the club house with 1915 and contributed a reel of Hanover pictures. Before the evening was over Sticks Parnell offered to buy up the club so that he could take back to Cincinnati with him. Guess that Sticks was glad he came, even though he missed seeing Red Folan at al. Here is the 1915 roll-call that night,—Priddy, Mason, Fish Atwood, Marcy, Johnnie Johnson, Meader, Casey Jones, Page, Mullin, Bayley, Taplin, Kimball, Claflin, Foster, Downing, Clough, Parnell, _ Martin, Barker, all properly chaperoned by their ladies.

The Cornell game proved a good excuse for quite a few members of the class to make a business trip to Hanover. Jack Bowler made pre-game luncheon arrangements at the Green Lantern, so while Johnnie Johnson entertained at the piano the following enjoyed the lunch: Mr. and Mrs. George Martin, Mr. and Mrs. Walt Meader, Mr. and Mrs. Norvie Milmore, Mr. and Mrs. Chan Foster, Mr. and Mrs. Al Priddy and Johnnie Mullin, Jack Bowler, Adam Sutcliffe, Speed Henderson, Dwight O'Hara, Phil Pelletier, Phil Smith, and Pat Gear. There must have been just as many Fifteeners in town who didn't attend the luncheon, for the social editor reported having seen the following: Mr. and Mrs. Mitsui, Mr. and Mrs* Bull, Joe Pitman, Bob Bigelow, Ed Curtis, Hank Marcy, Bill Rogers, Rus Chase, Dud Woolworth, Warren Montsie, Jack Warren, Ed Shea, Fletch Low, and Charlie Taplin.

There was one regrettable accident which occurred the day of the Brown game. Jack Mason arrived at the field, expecting to meet his wife, who was driving down with friends. It must have been of a shock to Jack to receive the news that the car in which Mrs. Mason was riding was demolished by a truck, and that Mrs. Mason and her friend had been rushed to the Norwood Hospital. After a week of uncertainty the doctors permitted her to return home with the assurance that she was very fortunate to escape without any broken bones. We are very glad of her escape from serious injury.

It was learned from Mr. and Mrs. Heywood Jones,—so the report is authentic—that since the 1924 Harvard game there has appeared a candidate for quarterback on the 1945 freshman team. In the surprise of the moment your correspondent neglected to find out whether he will be known as H. Jones, Jr., or will succeed to the title of Casey. Mister Jones reports that the fish business in Bangor is good.

Perhaps those of you who read the Boston papers recall a recent news item which referred to an aeroplane accident and the resultant death of the three passengers. The pilot of the machine was Lieut. Abbott Martin, brother of Harold Martin. The motor went dead, and unfortunately a suitable landing place was not available. Harold Martin should be consoled by the fact that his brother's record was one of the best, as was indicated by the praise accorded Abbott by his commanding officer.

Much is seen in the papers lately about the so-called "butter and egg man"—in fact they have made a place for him on the stage. Voyle Rector and Don Howe would say that being butter and egg men is no joke. Voyle has his own creamery at St. Joseph, Mo., after spending several years apprenticeship with his father in the Fairmount Creamery Company. Don Howe is still with this company in Omaha.

Drexel and Marion Sibbernson announced the arrival of an heir recently, whom they have named Drexel, Jr. To avoid outside collegiate influences Dr. Charles W. Pollard, Dartmouth '95, superintended the festivities. This is probably news to most of us, as we didn't even know that Drex was married. The happy family is living near Center, Colo., where the new daddy is proprietor of a large cattle ranch. To the tenderfeet of the East we assume that the indefinite reference to the proximity of Center means at least within a 1000 mile radius.

If you statistician hounds want to know what is the ratio on Fifth Avenue of Fords to Rolls-Royces, or how many pedestrians have hopped, skipped, and jumped dead heat with the taxi pirates on Broadway, or at the present ratio of exchange how long will it be before every man, woman, and child in the state of New York will own at least one automobile and vote for A 1 Smith, there is one man in the state who can give you the answer, according to two of our best reporters. That man is Leon Aronowitz, and he, being in charge of the motor vehicle statistical work for the state of New York, has accumulated facts and figures from which he is enabled to deduce the answer to your question.

Hal Davison during his visit to the Legion convention in Omaha had the opportunity of learning something of the high standing which John Loomis enjoys in the legal profession of that township. Dave is reluctant to state how he became acquainted with John's reputation, but I have been reading lately of the strange doings and modes of entertainment enjoyed by those legionnaires.

We are happy to advise you that there is a Mrs. Bob Fredericks, who formerly signed her name Miss Millie Delanoy. Bob, we congratulate you both, but you should be more prompt about advising the Secretary of these minor details.

In the August issue Dud Woolworth's illness was reported. Dud has recovered, and is back at the office with D. H. Rathbone Company, insurance brokers. Ev Graves is also on the mend, but is taking things easy.

This general insurance business must be profitable, for Dick Clark has broadened out (perhaps you noticed that fact at reunion) and has a general broker's license. He admits that his organization is equipped to take care of a few more selected risks. How about these newlyweds,—don't they need insurance of some kind? (Note:—due notice is hereby given that a nominal charge will have to be made on all future advertisements).

Bob Bull and Ben Slade (Mike and Ike) are salesmen. ' Bob is selling suburban real estate in Somerville, Mass., and Ben is trying to convince the rolling public that U. S. tires are the best. Ben recently bought a house, but it is unlikely that Bob sold it to him, as they are still on speaking terms.

Just as we go to press (professionally speaking) John Loomis hastens to report that Hal D'avison was sober and well-behaved at the Legion convention. This should be reassuring news for Gladys Davison.

John further reports as follows: "Miss Justine Johnstone, otherwise Mrs. Walter F. Wanger, was in Omaha during the week of October 12 as star performer at the Orpheum Theatre (vaudeville). Zeke Carpenter and I, with our respective wives, entertained her at dinner and found her most charming. She reports that her 'hubby' is her 'hobby', and that he is again production manager of the Famous Players-Lasky Film Company." All of which must have afforded quite a little excitement in Omaha during the month of October.

Now for the piece de resistance. We have purposely saved this news item until the last, so that its significance can be duly appreciated. With the receipt just prior to the Harvard game of the announcement that "Mr. John H. Raftery announces the marriage of his daughter Frances to Mr. Leo M. Folan' the plans of the Harvard game committee went blooey. Through underground channels it was learned of the probability of an engagement announcement, but as usual Red.was a couple of jumps ahead of us. What more is there to be said but to offer the heartiest of congratulations to Frances and Red, and if you have any doubts of their happiness just take notice of Red's chuckle when he says "meet my wife."

Secretary, 9 Woodland St., Arlington, Mass.