Class of 1927

Ho hum! Another month has slipped by, and we have received exactly six letters. Talk about a dog baying at the moon. Oh, well, we have tried hounding you long enough with no avail. If the same deplorable situation continues, we can have nothing but brief and spasmodic items in this publication.

The Alumni Fund is still going on, and our three class agents are still willing to receive any and all contributions. Have you remembered to send yours in yet? Did you notice the figures in the April issue giving the quotas for the various classes? 27 has the smallest quota of any of the recent classes. It would be rather too bad if we didn't go over it.

Ken Meyercord continues to be our star reporter, and the following eight items are from him.

"Cards for New York speakeasies roamed around the table at the last class dinner in New York. Rather than be cause for embarrassment to any classmate we refrain from mentioning names. But Bill Chapman turned up at the dinner. Bill is selling insurance for Klein, Chapman Company, Inc. He reports that, when last heard from, Chuck Burwell was hoping to head soon for Denver to represent the Aetna Insurance Company, and that Don Kinney was with the General Motors Acceptance Corporation in Denver.

"A1 Dick bid good-bye, pro temp, to New York, and has returned to his old haunts in Chicago. He entered the Rush Medical School, there to pursue his study of humanity.

"Steve Osborn, remarked Ed Fowler before hopping off for Connecticut, is with the Shell Petroleum Company around or about Chicago.

"Bob Long has left the New York Times, and is now assistant to the advertising manager of the Smith Publishing House, Rochester, N. Y.

"A 1 Gould is studying at the Art Students League in New York, and Manny Benson is writing advertising copy for some New York agency. We believe the name of the agency to be Lyddon, Hanford, and Kimball, Inc. Manny claims that he first started in manufacturing rubber diapers with zippers up the side, but that when he heard the birth rate had fallen off he took up advertising.

"News comes from Baltimore of a Dartmouth alumni gathering where the representation of '27 was three times that of any other class. It hardly seems right. The three '27 men were Clint Bradley, Frank Milliken, and Merle Brush, to whom we are indebted for the news. Brushie says that he is still a traveling salesman trying to keep up with Old Man Quota. He also said that Clint Bradley, who is selling real estate and insurance in Baltimore, appeared at the gathering with his wife, so that he was the only '27 man who could not speak freely. Incidentally this gathering was a meeting of the Baltimore Alumni Association at the home of their president, Capt. H. D. King '05.

"Milliken is living in Annapolis, and commutes daily to Baltimore, where he is studying to become an engineer at the Maryland Dental College. He plans on building bridges, digging tunnels, and sinking perfectly good gold in out of the way places about three years from now.

"Fred Thompson, who was with the Buehl Aircraft Company, has come back to earth, and is now traveling on 'terra firma,' and is at present in Florida with his parents. For the information of us Northerners, Fred, who has been making a study of the Southern woman, issues the following statement to the press: 'The weather in the South is hot, but

Paul Hannah is located in Washington, and in his own words is "running the nation in things floral." He is not, as you might think, lobbying in the interests of the poor underfed Ladyslipper nor is he investigating the oil scandal in the Cowslip industry, but rather he is doing editorial work for NatureMagazine. Paul says that all literary contributions are gratefully received, and suggests as a topic, the Nesting Habits of the House Wren or something.

Reports have it that Bill Hoge is the social lion of Washington, when not selling life insurance to debs. His address is reputed to be care of the Margaret Webster School for Girls.

Nels O'Rourke, who has been working for the National Republican Committee, having successfully engineered Mr. Hoover into office, has gone from bad to worse. He is now selling stocks and bonds for Stein Brothers and Boyce of Washington, D. C.

Bob Gilboy, erstwhile advertising manager for The Dartmouth, has turned his experience into coin by becoming an advertising representative for the Owen Publications, publishers of the Normal Instructor, an educational journal of wide circulation.

Paul Hannah says that while in New York recently he saw Babe Ruth (Ed '27) on the umpty-odd floor of the General Motors Corporation building. Ed is working for the "interests," cooking up publicity for the export trade. He also saw Mel Partridge, the budding sports-writer, who has just announced his engagement to Miss Mary Woodcock of Newtonville, Mass. Partridge and Woodcock, there's one for the Nature Magazine.

Had along and very interesting letter postmarked Swatow, China. Personally, we never heard of the place and don't believe there is any such, but as Van Ingham claims to be there it must be a real place. Either our geography has been sadly neglected, or else Van woke up the next morning to find that he was really in Hoboken, and that this etherized beer produces an awful effect, Yan evidently has been doing some research work, trying to prove the theory of an old fellow named Columbus who once claimed that this old world is round and that you can go east by sailing west or something like that. At any rate, Van has taken it up where Columbus left off (probably because he couldn't speak Chinese), and has gone east by way of England, Europe, Greece, Egypt, and India as far as China, where he is now tarrying waiting for a wedding to take place, after which he will continue eastward back to that Mecca of all Dartmouth men, Hanover, N. H., presumably for that third reunion.

Here is an item which should cause chagrin to some of you Pennsylvania Dutchmen and New Yoikers, and should also cause the chests of us New Englanders to swell with pride. Ken Russell, with E. T. Burrowes Company, screens and weatherstrip; formerly with the same company in Philadelphia; recently given an office in Reading, Pa. Business—terrible. (Am beginning to think that college wasn't so bad after all). Town even worse, but I must remember that Bob Birch hails from here. Oh to be back in good old New England again—home town was Portland, Maine, you know, where they have not even heard of the Pennsylvania Dutch. This ought to get a letter out of Josh Davis, who also, having tired of Pennsylvania, has come up to God's country and is selling bonds to Cal Coolidge and the other Vermont farmers.

Al McClure dropped in the office the other day while he was in Boston. He is manager of the Portsmouth exchange for the New England Tel. & Tel., having twenty-two exchanges under his supervision. Al would not give us the dope as to his job, but we got it from Al House, who is teaching in Manchester.

Ray Holbrook is also in Manchester, and is working for the New Hampshire Fire Insurance Company.

We received from Bob Funkhouser a clipping from one of the Detroit newspapers which contained a picture of Dick Lougee, the cause of the publicity being that Dick is to have charge of the University of Michigan's Greenland expedition, which is operating at Mount Evans, Greenland. It looks to us like a fine position and no small honor. Congratulations, Dick, and you might remember us to the polar bears.

Mike Choukas writes to inform us that his marriage is 110 secret, and that the girl of his choice was Miss Gertrude Spitz of Brooklyn, N. Y. Mike is still teaching evenings at C. C. N. Y., and daytimes is studying for his Ph.D. at Columbia.

Secretary, 101 Milk St., Boston