Class of 1917

Hunk Stillman received a few good newsy letters from some of the far flung 17ers in connection with the Alumni Fund campaign. We take the liberty of quoting from them.

Bart Shackford, M. D. and pathologist, also resident of Long Beach, Cal.t writes:

"I have decided to strike roots here in Long Beach, and have just started buying a home.—Regarding life here, I hesitate to pass an opinion until I have had a chance to visit East again. I know California appeals to me; but there are times when I miss the vigorous winter days and the beautiful Indian summers of New Hampshire. Other things that appeal are the perpetual opportunity for out-ofdoor living, the scenic beauties, and the professional opportunities open to men not yet old. Life would be still better here if one could afford to spend a few months every year in New England."

Al Shiels, manufacturer's agent and citizen of Los Angeles, contributes: "I saw Bones Graves and Carp Atwater in Spokane, Bones doesn't know it, but he started me out at noon with two of those receipts that Judge Jr. writes about and Bones had improved upon. Very cheering. Vive Spokane!"

(By the way, Bones, if you read this, how about a line to me yourself, even if it's no more than a couple of raps on the old radiator pipe in So. Fayer?)

To continue with Al's letter: "Haven't seen Chuck Wood yet, but understand he is in Imperial.

"Get a lot of kick out of looking up the Dartmouth alumni west of Denver. At present we are working on an idea of having a group meeting once a year in each of the several sections of the coast. We are also working on the Detroit Football Cup idea, and expect to have five cups up soon. We average over thirty every Tuesday at the Dartmouth lunch, and the Association, needless to say. is now a hobby with a number of us. Tell any of the gang who land out here to look me up. Don't forget."

Of all the rousing speeches for California I have heard, Al's letter wins the prize; for he paints it as more filled with Dartmouth spirit than the campus itself.

Scotty Rutherford, manager bond department, Central Union Trust Company, Lansing, Mich., broadcasts the usual cry: "Please notify any of the gang of 'l7ers who may be anywhere around here to look me up, for I'd surely like to see them."

We saw a clipping in a Boston paper back in May, showing a picture of a sporty looking youngster on a thoroughbred with the following caption: "Betty Scudder, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Winthrop R. Scudder of Brookline, is all ready for the horse show in which she is to ride tomorrow."

It is reported indirectly that in April or May Gerry found himself the father of another son.

We ran into John Ferguson at Andover in May. He has transferred to Haverhill, and is a chemist for the Haverhill Gas Light Company.

Duke Howe has returned to New England, and is now with the Commercial Trust Company, in Springfield, Mass. The last time we had lunch together he was house-hunting, and bewailing the fact that he must pick out the house before his wife arrived. If she knows the hours that you spent on it, Duke, she'll surely admire your choice.

Bob Boynton, the Vermont landlord, sent us a notice of his summer hotel in Rutland, CRESTWOOD. I guess it's a real summer hotel, because in the picture you can see tea tables spread around under these big striped umbrellas.

Here's a happy summer to all hands until College opens in the fall.

Secretary, 90 Colony Road, Longmeadow, Mass.