Class of 1901

Our class was not blessed with very many football stars when we were in college, but events this fall prove that while one generation was skipped, the next generation is coming back strong. Pa Rollins' oldest boy was a star half-back on the Brookline High School, Boston, interscholastic champions, and has been elected captain for next year. Ned Calderwood's son played on the English High team. Brewer Lowe's son is following in his father's footsteps. Fat Crone's boy played on the Tilton Seminary team and was a real star, and young Dick Ward was captain of the junior team at the Fessenden School. The casualties of the fall include Warren Bishop's broken wrist, while trying for his school team. In other sports Jim Kimball, Jr., is goal on the Andover hockey team, and Tom Bishop is one of the best cross-country men on the Polytech School of Brooklyn. There probably are many others who are equally good, but the committee does not know of their records, but will be glad to make mention of any who have been omitted. 1901 has always played a prominent part in Dartmouth affairs, and there is no need of worrying for the future as long as these boys are to follow in the footsteps of their distinguished fathers.

Johnnie and Mrs. Ward and Henry and Mrs. Salomon recently visited several night clubs in New York together, and some of the experiences they had which have leaked out show that they must have enjoyed their experiences even more than they were willing to tell.

Joe Colby has written that he and Lucy are planning a trip to Europe this spring, and are anxious to have any classmates who are abroad, meet them in Paris. Class tourists please note.

We are quoting from a letter just received from Bill Sykes. "Well, I didn't get married after all. When the girl found out that I refused a bank loan to the old man she did not love me any more. I feel like George Arliss in the 'Green Goddess,' a picture that I once saw. At the end he lights a cigarette, winks, and remarks: 'Well, I guess she would have been a damn nuisance after all.'" He also writes that he spent two pleasant days with Goochie last August, and while riding in a fliwer in a drenching rain three of the tires went flat at once. Goochie remarked: "There is no country in Latin America like yours." Bill is also planning to be in Boston in October in time to attend the Harvard game and the round-up afterwards. He says that once in five years is not enough to meet the members of the class.

Chan and Mrs. Cox sailed on the first of March for a trip to Jamaica on the United Fruit line, of which Chan is a director. It is assumed that they met Goochie during the trip, and if they did imagination alone will describe the nature of their meeting.

Ben Greer has just returned from a month's trip to California. It is said that he is sitting very pretty with the wives of his classmates, whom he advised to go in on the New York Air Brake stock last June. They were all sold after his talk, but it is rumored that the husbands of some of the wives were not convinced, proving again that the wives in 1901 are an exceptionally wise group.

Gillie is Chairman of the house committee of the Dartmouth Club in New York, located at 26 East 38th St., and has arranged for a luncheon for 1901 men on the first Thursday of each month. Please note this date, and do not fail to attend when in New York.

Goochie has come through clean on his promise to furnish the first grandfather in the class with a bunch of bananas, and Ted Morehouse is already enjoying a bunch of real "Melloripes" at his home in San Francisco. Goochie attached one condition:—that this first grandson shall be brought up on bananas and his picture published at the end of the year in the magazine of the United Fruit Company, and we assume he will call it "The Banana Kid." Who will be the next grandfather?

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