Class of 1905

I have just returned at this writing from Hanover, where I went to attend the funeral of my uncle, Professor John K. Lord. I presume a full account of his life and death will appear in this issue of the MAGAZINE. It was a scene which I shall never forget,—the peace and beauty of the Dartmouth cemetery on a perfect summer day, the coffin and grave covered with flowers, and the stately pines overhead. He died without any warning and after a happy day spent in fishing his favorite brook in Wonalancet; truly a happy ending to a wonderful life; a life which all living Dartmounth men delight to honor.

Eichenauer has recently consolidated with his own newspaper the two other newspapers which have heretofore been his competitors in Quincy, 111.

I called on Jake Smith the other day for a very few minutes at his home in Smithtown, N. H. It is on the Lafayette Turnpike, about a half mile from the Massachusetts-New Hampshire line on the road to Portland. He has just built a bungalow on his place for the New Hampshire publicity campaign to use. That will bring many cars to a stop at his door—and there are Howard and his mother ready to minister to the physical wants of the travelers, both day and night. No charge for this ad, Jake, if it gets by the editor.

The only members of the class thus far reported as present at Commencement are C. C. Hills, Walter Emery, and Tubby Besse. "C. C." writes as follows:

"I did not see any of our class at Commencement except Tubby Besse. The latter was in his usual excellent good form, and looks extremely well and fully nourished. I judge that the insurance business is flourishing.

"The Hanover Gazette is authority for the statement that Prof. E. E. Day and family have taken a house in Hanover for the summer. I hope that I shall see Rufus soon.

"Commencement went off in fine shape. Both the wets and drys seemed to be satisfied with conditions.

"Shortly before Commencement the boys had what they call 'Old-Timers Day', and came out in a fancy collection of clothing purporting to be similar to that worn by the old boys of such classes as, for instance, 1905. It is possible that some of us may have looked as funny as did the present bojs in their make-ups, but I doubt it. If any of us did look as hard and tough, it is a wonder that we have not all landed in jails.

"Entering Dartmouth has now become quite a serious task. I am glad that I got a degree when I did. Fat Peirce and Jim Vaughan please note.

"John Brockway left Indiana last September, and is now living on a big farm near Wilder. His two fine daughters go to the high school in White River Junction of sainted memory. Clifford Piferce drops in to Norwich about twice a year on his business trips of selling clothing.

"Personally I have kept out of both the lock-up and poor-house. I go to New York frequently, where an old friend and I expect to start up a very small novelty manufacturing enterprise soon. When down there recently I called on our honored treasurer, Walter Emery, and after getting by several suspicious intermediaries was royally welcomed by Walter in a private office of no insignificant dimensions."

John Tuck left for Europe late in June. Herford Elliott expected to sail on June 29.

Word has been received from Berkeley, Cal., of the death of Mrs. Royal Parkinson on May 24. Mrs. Parkinson, who for a number of years has been under hospital care, passed away without suffering, following a stroke.

On June 28 Walter Emery was still $3OO short of the quota of the class on the Alumni Fund. The books were to close two days later, and he was hopeful of coming through with a perfect score. Our quota is $2729.

The Boston Herald on June 1 reported that Governor Winant of New Hampshire had named Harry K. Peyser as a member of the State Crime Commission. Can this be our Harry W. ?

On May 20 the baseball team of the United States Marines, coached by Tom Keady, defeated Dartmouth Varsity 9-2. The newspapers said that an aeroplane accompanied them to Hanover, and that the trip up from Boston took only an hour and the return trip an hour and a half.

Stillman Batchellor writes as follows:

"Good old Varsity Billman called me up the other day and invited the Batchellor family to spend May Day with the Billmans and their pretty five-months-old redheaded daughter. Varsity has a fine ranch, prunes, wine grapes, and apples, which he runs outside his work as principal of the Geyserville High School. We went over the orchards and vineyards, looking for bugs and pests and things, and giving each other advice, and had a fine time. Then the Billmans came back and made us a short visit, and we looked over my orchard and vineyard and found some varieties of bugs that did not exist in the Billman orchards. Then we drank a glass of my last year's vintage, and covered thoroughly our four years at Dartmouth."

Royal Parkinson writes me that he met Bill Knibbs in New York the first day of May, and learned that Mrs. Knibbs was at that time in the hospital recovering from scarlet fever, pneumonia, and other complications. She had been there three weeks, very sick.

Walter (Mary) Dillon's father, who was a prominent business man in Fitchburg, died this spring.

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