CLASS OF 1923
The "Thrifty Third" is still scheduled for this June. If you get the urge, and why not, please drop us a card announcing your attendance. Matters will thus be simplified, and everything else doesn't matter. One more entreaty —get your reservations early.
Johnny Paisley is with the West Virginia Pulp and Paper Company in Mechanicsville, N. Y. The . address is 220 Park Ave., and all communications will be gratefully received. John complains about the winters, but as far as I can see there's nothing to be done about it. Any of you boys broadcast might drop him a couple of wave lengths, so there you are.
Sherman Clough, the crepe paper cut-up, is leaving Dennison's for some other employment. He is not at present apprised of its nature, but will publish the banns shortly, whereupon you may rely upon it that this journal will make patent the new connection. He is now living at his childhood home in Brookline, Mass.
Mr. G. A. Morrell, who has been malignly referred to in this column and may we say at the instigation of Captain Palmer, as "lowa's prize ham," is now vindicated, for not later than the 28th of October, 1925, he became married to Miss May Bowden of Brookfield, Md. Anyone stopping off at Ottumwa, lowa, will find them ensconced in their new-laid home.
Mr. Hertzberg is married, although the name of his collaborator is unknown to this writer. February was the marital month, and the ceremony was performed by Dr. John Dallas in Boston.
George S. Fuller, the board foot baron, is busily engaged in a number of enterprises up in Boston, numerous among which is preparation for the reunion which his class is going to hold in Hanover this June. George, you will recall, is one of the few Twenty-three men who have become successful and worn spectacles at the same time, and he expects to see you there. Somewhat wrapped up in the same preparation is Brooks Palmer of 47 Salem St., Bradford, Mass. Mr. Palmer is a threadwinder in one of Massachusetts' famous thread mills, and seems destined to be one of the few Twenty-three men who are successful but do not wear spectacles. These two men will gladly hear of your intention to mush into the North Country this spring. Mr. Fuller lives at 701 Cambridge St., Brighton, Mass.
There is no let-up on wheezes from the Windy City. Only a short time ago the boys gathered at a little exercise of organized eating at King's restaurant, and the correspondent sent to cover the debacle remembers the following faces: Metzel, Stan Hall, Sollitt, Al Schryver, Bob Smith, Jim McCabe, Bill Wallace (although married), Joe Pick, Obermeyer, Bill Juergens, and Ward Hale Hilton, the Evanston Emir. I will let Ward here take up the account, as he outlines the following statistical tid-bits: Rajah Wilkinson, better known in the Malay Archipelago as Wink, and his footloose companion and shipbuilder, Len Marshall, rose like phenixes (check me on this) and tore Michigan Boulevard brick from brick. They were rehearsing for the great bedroom farce which they expect to produce, which roughly consists of a cast of two and also two acts. Act 1, Len puts Wink to bed; Act 11, Wink puts Len to bed. This played nightly in Chicago for three nights.
Walt Martin is in Grand Rapids, a town to which he is indigenous.
Skinney Meloy is also in Chicago, and there is an old legend to the effect that in order to understand the social organization there, you merely take 399 people, add Meloy, and the four hundred is formed. Take it or leave it, but don't tell Skinny.
True Blue Metzel, the boy with the champagne mind and the beer construction, is married to a Mississippi Miss. He was held up at the ceremony by Sollitt and Hall, and that is no light marching order.
Windy Monger, the Elkhart Erudietician, is married and an executive out there.
Don Moore is still in Hammond, Ill., and is still making freight cars, and that's no fun.
Hippo Obermeyer, the brobdignagian brickster, is as ever with his first affiliation, the Illinois Brick Company.
Joe Pick travels. Have you met him ? Dud Pope, of course married, is with the American Bank Note Company.
Al Schryver, the red headedest fellow that ever bummed a thousand cigarettes, is more wealthy now than Miltiades Melechrino. He is the insurance man par excellence, doing well, etc. Married to Jean Jessie Plummer.
Bob Smith, ne Arlington, Mass., is in the rubber business in Chicago.
Sumner S. Sollitt, who was married in Mississippi to a Mississippian, is a Chicago contractor and lives in Evanston.
Hi Streight, Carl Williams, and Dick Townsend in Harvard Law. Write and tell them it's the three happiest years of their life.
Swede Swenson struck across country from Crystal Lake to Chicago, where he is engaged in business and that is all he is engaged to. Lives in Evanston.
Wacky Wackerhagen, Hippo Obermeyer's only peer, is no less than a golfing vice seeker in Racine, Wis.
Jack Whiteside, who was formerly the only chocolate caliph in the class, married a Cincinnati girl.
Rumor is rife and not without justice that Sherman Baldwin is to be married to Stan ('24) Lyon's sister. Sherman is a Brookline boy, and is in no way connected with Chicago.
Jack Taylor, always remembered in the June as the dancing fool, is to be married in the fall to a young maid from Buffalo. Jack sells Buicks, I believe, and when better Buicks are made Jack will sell one.
Vince Baldwin sells bonds in Chicago. Short and bullish, or maybe that's stock?
Larry Barnett studying law at the U. of C.
Jo Bohrer already a legitimate lawyer at a legitimate bar, Bloomington, Ill.
Mike Camp married a debutante of Chicago's four hundred (see Meloy). He manages the Opera Club, a rendezvous more tony than the ton.
Spike Hamilton, mysteriously married—girl and place unknown to your correspondent. Spike is still a fiddler second only to Mellie Dunham and Fritz Kreisler. Leads an orchestra at the Opera Club and at Maillard's in the Strauss building.
Bus Carpenter is a mere inkling with the Sanford Ink Company. Will entertain any leads towards matrimony. Here's a chance for some of you boys from the hinterlands to land a local product right up among the doing people of a big city. Send her name, measurements, and pictures to Mr. Carpenter in care of the above company. Return inkage guaranteed.
Hip Conley with the Continental and Commercial Bank in Chicago. Going up like helium before Newton discovered gravity.
Johnny Coonley carries a stick, and is seen with his wife at any of the recherche rallying places of the city. Kindly forward information concerning his means to a livelihood to the undersigned.
Freddy Davis was in Chicago for the Dartmouth game.
Bill Evans, the beer bruising brigand from Sheboygan, Wis., was interviewed in Chicago during the Dartmouth game. He refused to give his right name and insisted upon being quoted as saying nothing. He sells school books to school children in Sheboygan.
Art Everit was seen in the mellifluous company of Bill Evans at the above-mentioned game, and was even less emphatic than Bill.
Burt Ford, the internationally famous Marco Polo of the moleskins, came and returned. He came to the Dartmouth game and returned to Sioux City, where he is instructing the Indians in the use of the bow and arrow.
Dwight Haigh, unfortunately suspected as the Terror that has been terrifying Toledo, was present at the Dartmouth game, and it is averred was extremely jovial throughout the entire junket, matching every point in the score with a diminutive orgy.
Stan Hall is with the Continental and Commercial Bank, Chicago, maintains bachelor quarters in Evanston, and between the entire gang that boy friend is considered by the women of the environs the same as Michael-Angelo by the Royal Academy.
Walt Jones, is turning the light of his engineering intellect on the Western Electric Company's problems at La Grange, Ill.
Bill Juergens is a jeweler in Chicago. Only recently he dashed to New York to bon voyage his folks to Europe. His room at the Biltmore was a never-empty meeting place for the class boys of the metropolitan district.
Karl Lundberg is a furniture man in Rockford, Ill. That's all there is.
Eddie Lynch is a bondmeister in Minneapolis, and not in a small way a man about town.
Jim McCabe has been more places than the round-the-world fliers. Europe, South America, California, wherein by the way he picked a wife, Betty Tyson of Pasadena, and he is settled around Chicago.
Bill Ryan is studying law somewhere, but Cagey Sharp is in Chicago.
Wid Bertch is an advertiser in Grand Rapids, Mich., and I suppose it pays to advertise.
Secretary, 48 Erwin Park Road, Montclair, N. J.
