Class of 1901

On September 21, 1927, while the governors of New York and New Jersey shook hands in midstream, two spadefuls of earth were turned up on either side of the Hudson river, officially beginning the construction of the world's longest suspension bridge. The bridge extends from Fort Lee, N. J., to Fort Washington Park, Upper Manhattan. Frank Cudworth is the resident engineer on the Jersey .side, and he recently invited those of the class in New York to be his guests and see the work as it had progressed. Cuddy's earlier experience on the big Quebec bridge should be of value to him.

On the calendar of events of the Dartmouth Club of New York we note that the class of 1901 is the only class, except the younger classes from 1911 to 1927, to hold regular dinners. That shows the spirit of the '01 men in the big city. We strongly urge all to make a note of the date, the first Thursday of the month, at 12.15, and if you are in town be sure and make an effort to be there. You will get a big kick out of it, we know. The Secretary has enjoyed meeting with this crowd of good fellows, and can attest to their loyalty and fellowship. Another interesting item in regard to the club is the fact that there are 20 members from our class, the largest number from any class of its time.

Tommie Remsen is manager of power, maintenance, and repairs at the Union Bag and Paper Company, Hudson Falls, N. Y.

Squash Mclntyre is now general superintendent of the Illinois Steel Company Warehouse, Chicago, after serving many years as assistant superintendent, a well deserved promotion. If our memory serves us rightly this is the only business connection Mac has ever had. When he left the Thayer School in April, 1902, (after that farewell party in Ed Hunter's room) he went to work for this company in Chicago, and has been with them ever since.

Chan Cox gave up politics to go into the banking business. Now we understand he has gone into the pulpit, recently delivering a sermon in the Unitarian church in Worcester. Chign certainly is versatile.

The report is that recently Joe Raphael, Ethel Clements Remsen, and Stevie Stevens were seen having dinner together at the Hotel Commodore, New York. We do not know what is up, but perhaps a big surprise is about to be sprung.

It is not necessary to say much about the Harvard-Dartmouth game here. You have all read the particulars by this time. Anyhow it was a day. And it was a game. We had a party afterwards that was some party too. From the very start clear through to the finish it was our idea of a good time. This affair was held at the Algonquin Club, Commonwealth Ave., through the courtesy of Johnny Ward, who is a member. Every one enjoyed it, private rooms provided for the general reunion, and a buffet supper was served, many going on to attend theatre parties after the class festivities were over. At the dinner were Ernest Eddy and Helen, Jim and Florence Kimball, Ben and Mrs. Greer and two guests, Louis Crone and guest, Gene Maguire and young Gene, Deacon Hildreth, Gardy Cobb and Miss Fletcher, Roxy and Jim McCarten, Bill Bryant with the Missus, Arthur Sampson, Gene Leach, wife and daughter, Harry Gilmore, Tom and Ethel Remsen (and Tommie gave us 'Allouette" in perfect form as usual), Jim and Mrs. Higgins, Chan and Mary Cox, (Chan led the singing, and that was good) Gene Clark, Warner and Nan Crowell, Johnny and Alma Ward and daughter, Mort Crowell, Jr., Pa and Mrs. Rollins, Henry and Lucia Salomon, Henry and Mildred Taylor, Joe Colby, and the Stevie Stevenses. We saw C. W. Fletcher, Jim Kimball, Jr., Ruth Crowell, Harland and Mrs. Cate, Ben and Mrs. Bond, Ted and Mrs. Hancock, T and May Wood, George and Mrs. French, at the game, but they did not make the dinner. We missed the Hunters, who had hoped to be there. Goochie was on the high seas. Sorry he could not make it. Goochie is always an addition to such a party. We understand he is still sleuthing for a straight banana. Jack Andrews had a serious disarrangement with his doctor about that time, and the doctor had the gall to take Jack's away. Anyhow Jack's still got his sense of humor.

After the Brown game in Providence the class were entertained at the home of the Salomons, 470 Brook St. It was a real get-together, characteristic of 1901, and although the delegation was small, it had the usual enthusiasm. You need not use your imagination regarding the efficiency of the host and hostess. Nothing was left out of the program in order to make everyone exceptionally happy. There were present Chan Cox and Mrs. Cox, Jim and Florence Kimball, and Jim, Jr., Alma Ward and daughter Eleanor, Deacon Hildreth, Dungy and Nan Crowell, and Henry and Mildred Taylor.

1901 showed up in large numbers in Hanover for the Cornell game, and a good time was had by all. An opportunity to see the Hop- kinses in their new home was appreciated, also the tea served by Celia and Ann. A call was made on the Hunters, and a trip through the Dick Hall House, with Edgar as guide, was certainly a treat. Those in town noted were: Andrew and Mrs. Marshall, Charlie Whelan, Jim and Florence Kimball, the Remsens, the Cates, and the Eddys, Joe Raphael, Harold and Mrs. Hathaway, Ben Greer, Zoe Crowell, Alma Ward and daughter, the Coxes, the Hancocks, and the Taylors, Rolfe Smith; Deacon Hildreth, Gene Clark and others probably. Dartmouth Night, the Friday before, had a 1901 flavor. Only two Dartmouth speakers, and both from our class, Chan and Hoppy. Perhaps that was the reason that it was one of the best Dartmouth Nights in recent years.

The Stevie Stevenses are now residing at the old paternal home in Nashua, 254 Main St. Right on the main street, and you pass right by the door in driving through town. But don't pass by without stopping; we want to see you all, we don't see you often enough, so the latch string is always out.

Secretary, 254 Main St., Nashua, N. H.