Among our most entertaining correspondence of recent date is a letter from Questioned Document Inspector Osborn. "A while ago," says Al, "I had the opportunity of examining 'La Belle Ferroniere' at close hand. That was the picture, if you remember, which nearly cost Mr. Duveen considerable money ($500,000). Someone thought he could read the initials 'LDV' (Leonardo Da Vinci) on the painting, but they (the initials) could just as well have been called, I thought, 'BVD' or 'COD' or what will you.
"This year I missed the annual banquet for the first time. I had my ticket, but late in the afternoon called up Mrs. Osborn to see how she was, as she had been sick, and a strange voice answered the 'phone, saying, 'This is the nurse. Mrs. Osborn cannot answer the telephone.' Naturally I did not get to the banquet. Two weeks ago I had a new sensation, giving a pint and a half of blood to her in a blood transfusion operation. It was very beneficial, and it is certainly a wonderful thing that it can be done.
"About a week ago I had lunch with Paul Richter. He is now engaged in raising Two Million Dollars or so for something—I can't just remember. Figures and ciphers mean nothing to that boy. He looked very cheerful and very natty, and I told him so."
Benny Ayres, the Worcester insurance vendor, is another who answered our fervent appeal for help contained in the latest issue of Twenty. Ben combed the middle of Massachusetts for news, and came out of the huddle with the following: "Erwin C. Miller has become one of Worcester's leading heart specialists, and has taken over the practice of Dr. Kendall Emerson, who is now in charge of the National Association of Tuberculosis. Miller is recognized as one of the best men of his kind in New England, and is frequently called for consultation in the various hospitals. He is still a bachelor.
"George Page recently gave up selling Dodge cars to connect himself with the Northwestern Mutual Life Insurance Company.
"Arthur Pfeiffer is still with his father, Frank H. Pfeiffer, a shoe manufacturer who has recently moved to new quarters and is doing a large business.
"Richard Wellington is now manager for the Spencer-Trask investment people of Boston.
"Irving Worth occasionally comes to Worcester, representing a fire insurance company. He is considering making Worcester his permanent address, although at the present time he is in Boston.
"The writer (Ben himself, whom we thank most heartily) is still connected with the Massachusetts Mutual Life Insurance Company, with offices in Worcester."
We have a columnist in our midst, none other than Ray McPartlin, Boston scribe. Every few days Mac brightens up the editorial page of the Globe with a few well chosen remarks on this or that, written in a manner which bids fair to out-Frank the eminent Mr. Sullivan of the New York World. With the pending demise of Twenty (the paper, by all means, not the class) we shall strongly favor a movement to elect Mac class columnist, and let class journalistic activity go at that.
A shout from the Pacific Coast has been heard in Gotham, to the effect that the Pow Wow idea is budding in California and will burst into bloom the end of August. The war cry emanated from Abe Winslow, plying his trade as secretary of the Alumni Association of the Pacific Coast.
And, speaking of secretaries, the tireless Al Cate has just this day returned from the annual week-end at Hanover, reporting the best meeting ever, replete with enthusiasm and good-fellowship. Full details are reserved for the next issue of Twenty—when and if.
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