Class of 1918
Our shekel collector, Ernie Earley, is happy only as long as he remains in the eyes of the public. To his credit, however, it must be said that he achieves that end by the most ingenious methods, though his latest episode must have jolted our conservatives. It seejns that while Paul Miner was recently having his luxuriant Ferond's growth of hair removed at a tonsorial parlor he was startled to observe Ernie peering at him from the pages of a copy of Life, in a manner not altogether conventional.
Further investigation substantiated Paul's story. The Secretary has in front of him a clipping from a recent issue of Life entitled "Pebeco not only makes your smile lovelier, it keeps your teeth strong and safe," above which is a series of four pictures of Earley and a sweetie displaying their collective teeth. She is fussing with his bat wing tie and gazes up at him soulfully, while Earley, quite overwhelmed with these tactics, returns a sheepish smile. At the banquet of the Dartmouth Alumni Association in New York last week Earley was pressed for a public exhibition of his "strong and safe" teeth but would not do so except at an exorbitant price.
No other dinner drew so large a gathering of Dartmouth men as did the aforementioned affair at the Plaza Hotel, where a duly representative turnout of 1918-ers had an opportunity to hear Hoppy, Lewis Parkhurst, Cheerless Richardson, and other familiar celebrities give their latest dope on the College. Our own Stump Barr served indefatigably in leading the congregation to cheer with the same old-time vigor. "Red" Hulbert was of material assistance to a quartet of seven in lending his melodious voice to swell their harmony in a diversified repertoire. Eighteeners were further favored by the first public appearance in their midst since his return from Europe of Harold San ford Glendening, looking like a leading character from "The Student Prince." Stan Jones was present of course to make the occasion official.
One hears that Cap Hanley has transferred his affiliations from New Haven to New York,, but still sticks to selling tires and other rubberized paraphernalia.
Curt Glover has but few idle hours in his managerial capacity at Write, Inc., 405 Lexington Ave., New York, vendors of carbon papers and typewriter supplies. Eighteeners would do well to try some of Curt's really excellent typewriter ribbons. This does not purport to be a free ad for Write, Inc.,— merely a friendly recommendation on the part of one who has used the ribbons and found them to be quite superior to anything he. has ever tried.
The marriage of George Barker Rowell and Marion Celeste Smith took place January 14 at the home of the bride, 257 West 86th St., New York city. Mr. and Mrs. Rowell will make their home in Cambridge, Mass.
Secretary, 935 Madison Ave, New York
