Class of 1911

Inasmuch as most of the communications received from and regarding the class during the past month were in the form of very attractive Christmas cards, which of course I was delighted to receive, they furnished but little news of the clan.

Les Waldron and Pat Patterson, however, did make special effort to wish to be remembered to all the gang.

Probably Cupe Adams is as ashamed of the fact that he fell and broke his arm as I was when I did the same thing a couple years ago. Ice in the north country certainly is slippery and has a very firm and hard surface, but the point is that this will handicap Cupe somewhat in writing personal appeals to all the members of the class to kick through on the Alumni Fund. This is therefore merely a plea that you will help Cupe's recovery by making unnecessary a follow-up on the first appeal, which will reach you shortly.

Three Nineteen Eleveners have been recent travelers in foreign lands:

Cap Maynard made a hurried trip to Paris during vacation to bring home his bride, whom he met during his recent sabbatical year abroad. Cap would not tell me her name, but now that he is actually married he will have to make confession.

The second gentleman referred to is Brad Patten, who has just returned after a very interesting period spent in study in the hospitals and pathological laboratories of Vienna. He and Barbara went abroad last April, spending the summer in visiting along the shores of the Mediterranean, arriving eventually at Paris, and finally at Berlin and Vienna, where he has pursued the study of the development of the human heart, which seems to be that subject dearest to his own heart at the present time. You may know that Brad has already written two books which have brought credit to himself, and reference to which has been made in the German handbook on medical matters. I suspect it will not be long now before he will be giving birth to a third volume.

Case No. 3: An interesting letter was received from Arthur Gray, written in Paris. Using a secretary's privilege, I am taking liberties and quoting from it, as I know it will be of interest:

"Janet and I left Boston on November 20 for" Liverpool. We spent a week in and about London. Then crossed over from Harwich to Hook of Holland on one of those boats that stand first on one end and then on the other, never on that part meant to stay on. Add to that the pleasure of hearing our cabin neighbors on all sides feeding the North Sea fishes all night, and you may appreciate we are to be congratulated for keeping with us all we took when we left London.

"We spent a couple days in Amsterdam trying to convince the natives that my German was as good today as when I left college, but most of them preferred my English.

"Then we came on here through Belgium, and are stopping at this little French house on the Left Bank. Inasmuch as I never studied French I am getting a great kick out of making these folks know what I want. My friends who directed me here thought I'd enjoy it more than some place where English was the vehicle of expression.

"We called on Burt Burbeck last Saturday morning, and spent a very pleasant hour with him chewing over football reunions and all those things he was hungry for. I was quite surprised that in all these years he has kept his English unsullied by the Cockney influences. When I told him the date of our football game with Northwestern next fall, he was positive that he had to be in Chicago at that time. He has delightful offices looking out on quaint St. Bartholomew's Church, part of it the oldest church in London, dating from 1123."

Since the announcement of Carl Hoar's son George was a bit tardy, it may seem that we are rushing the subject a bit when we mention the fact that a second son, Richard Morgan, arrived safe and sound on November 22. Carl says that they now have three boys who will receive all the encouragement to go to Dartmouth that a loyal alumnus can give them. That's not bad for one who has spent all his life at Williams since he left Hanover.

I am very glad that I mentioned the multiplicity of offices of our legal light, John Coggins, since I now have a better explanation of the purpose of the New York office, which is that it is a recruiting ground for Plainfield boys to go to Dartmouth. John says it doesn't amount to much except as a waiting-room outside of "Doc" O'Connor's office, while they are waiting to be interviewed by him. He adds "45 minutes from Broadway and 35 from Princeton, in a year or two Plainfield will be as South Boston was and Arlington is to 'Varsity' teams."

The latest word from Charles Harris is that he is an accountant for the Petroleum Heat and Power Company, in Stamford, Conn., his home address being R. F. D. 30, Stamford, Conn.

Walt Gibson has become manager of Lybrand, Ross Brothers and Montgomery, accountants, 530 West 6th St., Los Angeles, Cal.

I am sure the class will be sorry to learn of the death of Warren Agry's father last month. He has been present at a number of the Dartmouth gatherings in Boston, and many of us had come to look on him as a great friend of the class.

Snocker Murchie has been located again in Denver, Col., where he is on the Denver Post. Probably by the time this news is broadcast, however, he will have relocated himself, and we shall again wonder where he is.

Dave Heald has moved his residence from Milford to Nashua, N. H., where he is living at 20 Swart St.

Secretary, , Hanover, N. H.