Class of 1916
When and if you have solved Jesse Fenno's cross word puzzle, submit your solutions accompanied in proper form with your Alumni Fund contribution. The prizes, which are to be announced at a later date, will be awarded on June 31, following the close of the campaign, to the first two hundred contestants who fulfill the terms of the contest.
Since last going to press we have received more complete information on the marriage of Miss Lucille Shepherd and Carl J. Eskeline on January 3 in Sacramento, Cal. "The Rev. William H. Hermitage of St. Paul's Episcopal church officiated at the impressive service, and the couple took their vows unattended. The bride was given in marriage by her father.. A buffet luncheon was served after, the noon ceremony, and late in the afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Eskeline left for the southern part of the state to spend their honeymoon. The bride is one of the most popular girls in this city. She is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Shepherd and was educated here." A letter from. Eskie under date of January 19 announced that :they were sailing On the President Taft On February 7 bound for. Harbin.
Mr. and : Mrs. George Sayward Hobbs announce the marriage of their daughter, Eleanor Mildram, to Mr. Arthur John Conley on Saturday, February 14 at Portland, Maine.
Mr. and Mrs. John F. Gile announce the arrival of Jane Gile on October IS, 1924.
Professor and Mrs. Gilbert H. Tapley announce the birth of a third daughter, Claire, on January. 3. Gil is now firmly entrenched in the innermost shrine of the select circle of "thrice daddies."
In the latest version of "Follow the Swallow" we learn that Abe Lincoln is flying 'em high on the golf courses of Cuba. During Abe's temporary sojourn in southern waters Jesse Fenno has eliminated Fall River from his itinerary.
It wasn't so long ago that Bailey Emery, oil specialist of Tulsa, was predicting a strong comeback for the petroleum interests. We're how inclined to string along with I!. Y.. and only hope, he is reaping his share in the gas 4 oline hold-up.
The "Ditto Inc." twins of Chicago, Cheney and Henderson, must be engaged in another discussion. Not a line, for months; a card from "Witt" Stillman is the only ripple from the Great Lake region.
Shorty Hitchcock was still in Los Angeles when Eskie passed through there recently. Credit, Eskie with an . assist.
The Copley-Plaza ball room was the setting for the Dartmouth Potlatch, otherwise known as the annual dinner of the Dartmouth Alumni Association of Boston and vicinity, on the night of February 4. Big Chief A. S. Filene and eighteen braves warmed their heels about the 'l6 campfire and later feasted on buffalo meat. John McAuliffe and Shorty Shaw were the only! extra-territorials to augment the local Balmacaan ranks. Bob Steinert was checked in on the strength of his good intentions; Bob would have been there in person if he had not been otherwise detained with Madame Butterfly at the Opera House. In the final compilation of attendance statistics Bill Mott should have come in for consideration, at least. On past form Bill is sure to call up within the next week to ask when the party is coming off and if it is too late to secure a ticket. In the election of officers for the ensuing year 1916 was honored by the choice of A.. S. Baker, Jr., for treasurer and G. B. Fuller for the executive committee. Hobie turned in the slowest time among the fifteen contestants in the dash events and was thereby unanimously chosen to juggle the Association wampum for the next fifty-two weeks.
We would hesitate to submit the personal doings of the Boston Balmacaan local to the public X-Ray; and yet drastic action will have to be taken in the search for news if our correspondents in New York, Chicago, Sioux City, Los Angeles, Tulsa, Nashua, etc., do not succeed in shaking the dry rot.
Dutch Doenecke. recently returned from an inspection of the wine cellars from Burgundy to Madeira, should be worth at least two columns of type. Yet, from the bloodthirsty village of Manhattan we hear nothing but the gnashing of Perc Burnham's teeth.
All in all, what self-respecting treasurer wouldn't gnash his teeth when he found nothing but goose eggs in the tribal exchequer! The truth is that when Perc disgorged five hundred and one silver cartwheels to the Alumni . Magazine . for class subscriptions, there was nothing left but the lining. The Balmacaan Campfire of June, 1926, is drawing steadily nearer, and upon the resources of the class treasury depend the publicity and scope of the reunion program. If you would support the "Smashing Tenth" campaign, heed the wailing of the. wild financier and pay your class dues at once.
If you have been listening to the Echo de Paris, you must have heard Charlie Everett's Fifth Avenue brogans clumping the tile of the Rue de Montmartre. Authentically we are advised that Charlie, as departmental merchandise manager of Lord and Taylor, New York, is in gay Paree on a still hunt for merchandise, presumably dry goods.
On account of the frequent high tides in Harvard Square, Ben Moxon has moved from Cambridge to South Weymouth, Mass.
It is not unusual to see Baker's name in feature headlines, and yet we paused in consternation upon reading that A. S. Baker, Jr., was rapidly becoming known as the terror of the Newtonville, Mass., squash courts. Come on you Sixteeners of Newton, Carleton, Cutler, and Bell; the traditions of Balmacaan rest upon you. How long are you going to stand for it! !
The sporting public is momentarily expecting to hear that our versatile comedian athlete of Concord, N. H., has resumed his relentless pursuit of the wily, tarpon in the waters of Florida. Pass the word, "Lap", when "Heinie" heads south.
Following closely upon the news of the destruction of the Junction House by fire comes the anouncement that donations for the rebuilding campaign should be sent to Jack Welch, who has offered his services to the rebeautification of the famous old Junction Square.
The May issue of the MAGAZINE will be devoted to the doings of Sixteeners in the Middle and Far West; correspondents please note.
Secretary, 85 Sargent St., Melrose Highlands, Mass.
