CLASS OF 1917
Bob Paine got his picture in the papers in Boston just as the new year broke; but not in baseball uniform. He had just been appointed vice-president and assistant general manager of the Nash New England Company, which distributes Nash cars in the whole New England territory. He left a position as vicepresident of the Commercial Investment Trust, Inc., of New York to move to his new work in Boston. We'll look for a flock of Nash cars at the service of 1917 at its fifteenth reunion.
The New York Dartmouth Club appointed a new house committee for 1929, and we note that not the least of the members is one Arthur D. Stout. No class numerals were given after the name; but we assume it to be 1917, and look hereafter for special service at the club for all members of the class passing through New York.
Bunny Holden, as president pro-tem of 1918, has been encountering some of the burdens as well as the honor which come to ambitious politicians. See the 1918 column in the January issue. The only thing we have to offer is that ever since the spring of 1915, when that class failed miserably in getting a legitimate class picture, we are very suspicious of all 1918 elections.
ADVENTURES OF SIR OTTO GHETSOM CASHE
(Synopsis of preceding verses—Sir Otto, the outstanding painless extractor of the world, has been engaged by the class, as financial adviser, and his latest plan is for the class to have a Pow Wow at which someone presents the president with a substantial check.)
It seems to be approaching the time when his Dookship should present us with something more substantial than plans, if he is to justify his position as 1917's financial solon.
"Your Lordship," I commenced, "isn't it about time that your campaign began to produce something a bit more substantial than ideas, brilliant as those ideas may be; something of a nature that will be acceptable as deposits at the bank where Treasurer Don carries the class account?"
Sir Otto remained unperturbed as he replied, "Mr. Secretary, I do not seek to chide you for thinking as you do. It is natural that my unique method seems purposeless; and I will admit that much that I have said and done up to this time is that which you call 'hot atmosphere.' I have spread it purposely to form a startling contrast to my action when I really begin to extract."
With that Sir Otto approached one of the most strikingly beautiful young ladies I had ever seen and made arrangements to escort her to the Winter Carnival.
"Now what has that got to do with our class debt?"
(To be continued)
Secretary, 90 Colony Road, Longmeadow, Mass.
