Class of 1916

During the past month letters from the boys have been very scarce. This is a bad situation, for we want to hear from you. If your children are cutting teeth, write us about it, for we can sympathize with you. If you have no children, some of us experts will gladly give you advice. So write us.

We are pleased to tell the sons of 1916 men that a new flapper has appeared on the scene. On October 10 Elizabeth Katherine Parker arrived at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ralph.

Mrs. Lydia Arbelin Hays announces the marriage of her daughter Elizabeth Romane to Mr. Francis Sterling Wilson on October 15 in Washington, D. C. The army of bachelors is tottering, and we hope soon to be able to announce that all the boys, even Costello, Mott, Larmon, and Lincoln, have shoved off from the ranks of single men.

Football has been uppermost in our minds for several weeks. First came the Yale game, on which we can give no official report except to list, among those who made the trip the names of Morse, Ken Tucker, Don Fuller, and Ernie Cutler.

The following week-end was a very busy one for us all. On Friday night thirty-four of the tribe gathered for dinner at the City Club. As we had to adjourn early for the mass meeting, the time was short and speeches few. Even Louis Bell was not able to tell his MacTavish story, greatly to the disappointment of many, especially Louis. Those who came from out of the state were Doc Greeley from New York, Bob Clunie from Maine, and Ruby McFalls from Ohio.

The Harvard affair you all know about. It was a great game, and, while we hated to lose, we had to admit that Harvard deserved to win. Harvard-Dartmouth relations have changed greatly since we were in college, and it was a pleasure to note the spirit of the Harvard stands as they watched their team play Dartmouth, now regarded by them as one of their greatest rivals. They knew they were playing against a worthy foe, and were not loath to admit it. Never have we seen more enthusiasm in the Harvard cheering section, even in a YaleHarvard game.

Among the out-of-towners we spotted at the game from our seat way up in the double letters were Ernie Frey, Ed Kirkland, Max Spelke, Gene McQuesten, Shorty Shaw, Johnny Pelletier, Abe Lincoln, Heinie George, Art Marsden, John Mullen, Larry Hayward, Johnny Monahan, and Reg Gough. In all, there were about sixty Sixteeners present.

That night came the greatest party of the century. Our classmate, A. Lincoln Filene, and Mrs, Filene invited us all to a dance at their home in Weston. No one could possibly tell about that evening with justice. "A wonderful time" briefly describes the party that made us forget that Dartmouth had lost to Harvard. Mr. and Mrs. Filene had already done a lot for us, and now we feel that we can never thank them sufficiently.

Bob Pease wanted us to mention the enormous cigars that were provided. These Bob compared to A. L.'s great and everlasting hospitality. As many of you know, there is a rack of pipes in Mr. Filene's bungalow. Each pipe is on a numbered and recorded hook, and has the name of someone of Mr. Filene's many guests on it. The pipes are ever waiting for their owners to return. In connection with the large cigars—it is impossible to finish one of them in an evening—it has been suggested that some similar system of filing and identification, possibly by teeth-marks, be adopted. Bob hated to leave his cigar behind.

Th§. annual report of the Alumni Fund is out, and again 1916 has raised its quota. This year 85% of our class contributed. Johnnie Pelletier is our new class agent. Let us all get behind him and back him with prompt and generous responses. His address is 19 Vance St., New Britain, Conn., and any gift sent in before the end of the year can be deducted from your 1926 income tax. You have helped us pass our mark for three years, and we now want to thank you and ask you to do the same for Johnnie.

Secretary, 24 Dale St., Newtonville, Mass.