CLASS OF 1914

As usual, the class gathered for dinner at the University Club the night before the Harvard game. Twenty-seven were on hand, and a friendly contest was staged with the class of 1928 in introducing class celebrities. We won easily through sheer force of numbers. The following were there: "Pen" Aborn, "Hod" Porter, "Win" Loveland, "Hen" Lowell, "Sully" Sullivan, "Howie" Fahey, "Ed" Leech, "Sherm" Saltmarsh, "Deke" Wescott, "Sam" Cole. "Clyf" Chandler, "Jim" Gregg, "Hal" Brown, "Mat" Hallett, "Win" Snow, "Ernie" Kimball, "Ev" Barnard, Clyde Buckley, "Chick" Grant, "Bill" Barnes, "Snatch" Wilkinson, "Ted" Main, "Fletch" Colby, "Bill" Slater, "Herb" Austin, John Burleigh, and "Bill" Taft.

"Abie" Aborn lost the Harvard game by his failure to wear the battered old green fedora that has always presaged a Dartmouth victory. And, by the way, we are getting along in years. We did not have our usual worms-eye view of the game. Instead of sitting in row A with our feet in the straw, we actually were elevated to the concrete. As these seats are allotted only to the old grads, we can feel that we are in a state of senile decay. We missed the two black crows in the person of "Dick" Barlow and "Gum" Sargent.

"Mat" Hallett has been in Boston for quite a little time this fall, and had an opportunity to be with a lot of the fellows he hasn't seen since June, 1914. Mat is superintending the Kendall Mills, Inc. He makes his headquarters at Paw Creek, N. C. Although he missed out at the Tenth, he has stated that nothing will keep him away from the "Seskwee." Mat is learning to sing "Silver Threads Among the Gold."

"Herb" Austin, to whom the class is heavily indebted for the work he has always done on the class notes, met with a serious accident en route to the Yale game. The car in which he and Mrs. Austin were riding as guests skidded on the wet pavement, collided with the car in front, and was struck by another coming in the opposite direction. Herb was badly cut up by flying glass, had three ribs broken, and strained his shoulder when thrown from the car. His better half reports that he is getting along fine, but is pretty sore from head to foot, and that's going considerable.

Plans for the "Seskwee" are rapidly taking definite form. This is not the time to make any definite announcements, but here are a few of the high lights:

George Tilton is bringing Lord and Lady Levison Gower with him to the banquet to take the place of Lord Duckworth, who co-starred with George Henry in 1924. "Kid" Claeys, direct from Paris, will give a new travelogue, "In a Laundry Basket"— the French way of stating, "It's in the Bag."

The costume committee has a meeting scheduled for Saturday night, following the Brown game, in John Piane's cellar. This committee is the K. K. K. of the "Seskwee," the names of its members being held strictly confidential.

A frantic telegram from "Moose" Englehorn in Montreal stated that he was closing an important deal with a large public utility corporation, contingent on getting two midfield seats to the Harvard game. Probably this was a legitimate request, but you know, all things considered, we were inclined to be skeptical.

"Chuck" Kingsley's monthly meetings of the class in* New York continue to pull the suburbanites. But, quoting from Chuck's most recent letter:

"The attendance demonstrated very forcibly the prevalence of lead poisoning among the urban dwellers, and shows that fresh air and plenty of it is more conducive to maintenance of the Dartmouth spirit than the sultry atmosphere of the big city. Of those present, Mart Remsen hailed from Garden City; Walt Humphrey from New Rochelle; Sticky Stickle from Caldwell; Bob Hopkins from South Orange; Fred Davidson from Bay side; and Chuck Kingsley from Port Washington. Not a single resident of Manhattan, Brooklyn, Bronx, Richmond, or Queens, the five boroughs of the great city, was present. It looks as though the amount of lead in the New York district is so great that nothing short of blasting will suffice to remove it. Of the 47 men notified it is not expected that all can attend every meeting, for a great number of them live a considerable distance away from the city, but there is very little excuse for the consistent absences of some of the men. I suggest the insertion in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE of an item as follows:

"Chuck Kingsley calls for volunteers to break the news, gently but firmly imparting to: Adams, Montclair, N. J. Baldwin, Newark, N. J. Barnes, Garden City, N. Y. Beals, New York city. Beer, New York city. Buck, Rosebank, N. Y. Conn, New York city. Crandall, New York city. Crowell, Jersey City, N. J. Farwell, New York city. Fordham, Westfield, N. J. Hawley, Summit, N. J. Hazleton, Brooklyn, N. Y. Hoyt, New York city. Humphries, Yonkers, N. Y. Koelsch, New York city. Learoyd, New York city. Lyons, New York city. McLean, New York city. • Picken, New York city. Stratton, New York city. Tilton, New York city. Thompson, Staten Island. Wiechers, New York city. Williams, Jamaica, N. Y. Young, Jr., Passaic, N. J. that they are strongly suspected of suffering from plumbum in posteriores."

Before this "colyum" appears in print, you will have received Seskwee Bulletin No. 2. I am not going to state where, by whom, and under what circumstances it has been composed. For safety's sake, the authors prefer to remain anonymous. But please take a big dose of "Old Doc Seskwee's Lead Remover" and loosen up with more news, and give the scribes a few items to work on.

Have you sent Bill Slater your three "KOPECKS"?

Secretary, 159 Devonshire St., Boston

14'S 15THB-O-A-R-D!