Class of 1917

It is hereby reported that a meeting of the class officers has been held as follows: at the dinner before the Harvard game in the fall Editor Butch, Agent Hunk, and the Scribe formed a quorum; and on the Saturday before New Year's at the New York Dartmouth Club Treasurer Don, Bob Adams representing President Don, and the Scribe completed a quorum. At these meetings most of the discussion centered about the treasury situation, which Don has outlined for you in his letters. In this connection, Don desires to express the thanks of the class as well as his personal appreciation to those men who responded to his emergency requests.

In the next issue of the Sentry, which all agree should be sent to the post occasionally, Don will have a detailed financial statement and a proposed budget; so we can all read 'em for ourselves and —.

That astute editor, Butch, has recommended that Currier, Sanborn, and Trier be appointed permanently to his staff as associate editors. These appointments were unanimously approved by all officers; so please take note, George, Sunny, and Baldy. There are a few more vacancies yet to be filled by deserving applicants.

Ed McGowan, Len Shea, Gene Towler. and Sunny all reported in person to the Scribe at the luncheon hour at the New York Dartmouth Club during the holidays, each of them radiating health and prosperity. (This was previous to New Year's Eve.)

Ellie Gray is receiving congratulations on becoming a member of the law firm of Macleod, Calver, Copeland, and Dike of Boston.

A Christmas card was received from Hobey Ford, Betty, Hobey, Jr., Jimmie, and Jane; Jane being little sister about four months old, and this her first appearance in the class records.

Hal Tobin is leaving Brooklyn temporarily, and sails January 14 on the Devonian, headed for Lausaune on Lake Geneva for the next six months. He expects to take it easy there, getting full of health; and also work in a couple of courses at the University. His address there will be Hotel Europe.

All I heard about in New York was the last '17 dinner, a success as usual, and how Chuck Gilmore won the prize, a large vase of roses. When last seen he was wearing it in his vest.

It still seems to be impossible to get a letter through from west or south of the Hudson river. A challenge is issued to some daredevil '17er to risk his good name by smuggling one through.

Secretary, 90 Colony Road, Longmeadow, Mass.