CLASS OF 1898

Our classmate David Carr Macandrew had his second major operation October 12, and is now well on the road to recovery and hopes to be back at his desk with the City Service Corporation sometime in November. Richard Marcy and Mrs. Marcy are spending the winter in Arizona, assisting our classmate Guy Griffin in his hotel enterprises.

Fred Bennis is lingering at his summer home in Sullivan, Me., but expects to get to Boston about December first. After so many years away from the '9B crowd, we shall all be glad to see him once more.

Major James B. Montgomery of the U. S. Army Medical Corps, Dartmouth 1911 and a brother of our classmate Charles D. Montgomery, passed away in San Francisco in October. Major Montgomery has served with the army at the Beaufort War Hospital, England and France, and at the Walter Reed Hospital in Washington and in Denver. He was on his way to Hawaii, where he was to be chief of the army staff at the hospital in Honolulu, when stricken with infantile paralysis. The Dartmouth men of that vicinity showed the real Dartmouth spirit at the time of the funeral.

E. P. Seelman is moving his law office from New York to Brooklyn, from which place 80 per cent of his practice comes.

Robert D. Brown was given an A.B. by Dartmouth last June.

W. Fred Hoyt, Jr., son of our classmate, is editor of a little paper entitled the JuniorEditor of Salem, Mass.

Charles W. Littlefield of Rhode Island has frequently been mentioned for a judgeship in that state. '9B will gladly welcome another judge.

Melvin W. Smith wrote an interesting letter which was read at the '9B round-up October 26.

Fletcher Harper Swift and family are spending some time in France.

Mr. and Mrs. E. H. Crane of Brattleboro have announced the engagement of their younger daughter, Mary Hitchcock, a senior at Mt. Holyoke College, to Theodore Austin Far well of Turners Falls, Mass.

Mr. and Mrs. Ich Crane and Mr. and Mrs. Blackie Perkins went to the Yale game on the Dartmouth College Club special from New York.

It is ancient history now, but the BostonHerald some time ago printed a paragraph concerning the appointment of Maj. Joseph W. Bartlett as Massachusetts chairman of the Smith-Robinson veterans' organization, with headquarters at the Democratic state committee suite, Hotel Statler. Major Bartlett was a member of the First Corps Cadets for many years, and was judge advocate of the seventh division during the war.

'98 ROUND-UP at BELLEVUE

Had Bobbie Burns been a '9B man he need not have written his famous lines "Oh wad some power the giftie gie us To see oursel's as others see us,"

for he could have had that wish granted at the round-up of the class held on the eve of the last Dartmouth-Harvard game. There he could have seen those members of the class who were present at the 30-year reunion last June again present that night on the screen; he could have seen men, ordinarily sedate and serious, leaders among world leaders, in their most care-free moments, world leaders at play; he would have been amazed at the spectacle of men high in the banking, engineering, and legal spheres playing at bridge, with all of the seriousness of a peace conference, out in the pitiless sunlight of publicity, the Knight, Doc, Ike, and Blush, forgetful of all else in the world but the game, without a thought of the anxious world awaiting their return to business life; he would have beamed with Mushie as that proud father of an eleven months old daughter held before the eyes of the bachelors the living example of the truth of those well known words of old Doc Munyan, "There is hope"; he would have smiled with pleasure at the near perfect imitation of this youngest member of the reunioners given in the play crib of this cup winner by the smallest (physically only) member of the class; he would have looked twice to see if his eyes betrayed him as he saw Harry, the president elect, the last wed in the class, with a halo, and realize it was only the beauty of his whitened hair and trick photography; at the pictures of the charming, loyal, friendly wives he would have realized that the members of the class had been as successful and wise in the choices of life mates as in their life work and professions, and that these charming ladies were no inconsiderable part in the joys and success of the reunion; he would have chuckled as he saw some of the class bachelors looked upon with envious and covetous eyes by the other members and their wives, envied by the men for their wisdom and freedom and by the wives with thoughts of what might have been; he might have scorned the conceit and superior feeling of these same bachelors, but he would have rejoiced with Bucky and his wonderful family, as also with Joe Carney, Phil Patey, Monty; he would have cheered up with Joe Bartlett and his ever present smile of friend- liness though nervous from the burden of the presidency of the Alumni Association; he would have settled back with satisfaction and gratification that Ted had brought more honor to the class through his well deserved and merited appointment as chairman of the Alumni Fund Committee; he would have realized, as he saw Sherm Moulton, in appearance and demeanor all that he had pictured a Supreme Court judge to be, and yet the same genial friendly Sherm of old, that after all these judges are human fellows; he would have looked with a feeling of friend- liness and warmth at the irrepressible Ike of our college days, now mellowed by family association and years of success at the law into the sedate sincere loyal friend to all, the toastmaster par excellence; like the rest of us he would not have recognized Baldy until this stranger had taken off his hat; there would have passed before his eyes men who had not been with us during the entire course but who now are classmates just as are the others and who are of the most loyal and liked members, always wanted and welcomed by all of the class, and mingled with them other members he had not seen since that time 30 years before when on that memorable day we were welcomed into the body of the alumni; at the sight of groups of the class and their families on the campus, at the outing at Woodstock with its parasol parade better than anything Hollywood could produce, at the President's reception, at the ball game, he would have been proud of his membership in '9B, he would have thrilled when he saw the pictures of sons of classmates who either as graduates, undergraduates, or "paenes" are following in the footsteps of their fathers and becoming Dartmouth men; and as the passing show faded into a memory he would have been happy in the thought that he too had been a member of that class, every man a fine fellow and his friend.

These movies shown at the dinner had been taken by Harry Goodall and Joe Carney. Their showing afforded so much pleasure and were so successful that it was decided to have another showing, at which time the other members of the class, the wives, would be present.

Present at the dinner, which was held at the Bellevue on October 26, 1928, and proving that "It's always fair weather When good fellows get together,"

were Joe Bartlett, Eddie Batchelder, Joe Carney, Buck Chandler, Ich Crane, Denis Crowley, Harry Goodall, Ev Hoyt, Mushie Jones, Arch Kendall, Charlie Littlefield, Bob Marden, Charley Montgomery, Doc Nolan, Phil Patey, Blackie Perkins, Bradley Rogers, and Ev Snow. By a Tom Reed count there were 19 present, for a telephone connection was made to the bedside of Indian Macandrew at the Charlesgate Hospital, where he was convalescing from a major surgical operation, and the individual members each had a chat with him and were told by him that he was to be back home the following week.

Letters were read from some of the absent members, which, proved that the interest in golf is still going strong, Ted Leggett writing that he was missing the first Harvard game since his return to the country because of required attendance at a telephone conference being held at Pinehurst, and Bill Witte writing that both he and Mrs. Witte had recovered from the accident had on returning from the reunion, but he could not be at the dinner because he had to work for a living. Some men do take their golf so seriously. Had these absent golfers been present at the dinner, they could have learned first handed from Bob Marden a sure way of lowering their scores. It is so simple that it is here passed along for their benefit: break your right arm, and when it knits see that the elbow grows a bit stiff permanently. What this did for Bob it will do for the others.

When 19 men from a total living membership of 62 who are scattered from Turkey to California and from Saskatchewan to the Gulf will come together in Boston only a few months after their 30 year reunion, it shows one reason why Ted has the class among the very leaders in the giving to the Alumni Fund, and that though it is a small class there are those who love it.

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