CLASS OF 1915
For some time now little has been known of Bob Frothingham's doings other than that he has been living on the east side of the Atlantic, and that he seldom if ever patronized the various transportation opportunities to the U.S.A. or contributed to the foreign mail revenue. We did have an idea that he had something to do with the American Chamber of Commerce in London, but we did not know until recently that he and his family are living in Paris, and that Bob is with the Vacuum Oil Company, S.A.F. As a member of the "Comite de Direction" of this company, Bob's administrative responsibilities direct that he should travel the territories belonging to the French company, namely, Holland, Belgium, and Switzerland, all of which sounds very pleasurable and interesting. Bob's family consists of wife Elinor and sons Bobby 9, Allan 7, Tony 5. The tone of Bob's letter would seem to indicate that he would welcome at 46, Rue de Courcelles, Paris, any classmate who has money enough to get that far from home.
In another section of the MAGAZINE you will find notice of Bill Taylor's death. Not so well acquainted with the class as he unquestionably would have been had he been able to complete his degree requirements at Dartmouth, Bill was a regular subscriber to College and class activities, and availed himself of every opportunity to renew Dartmouth friendships. We too hope his plans for Dartmouth degrees for his three sons will materialize.
George Dyke never did waste much ink or postage, so it is impossible to tell you what kind of a broker he is. However, if you cannot find him at his office, 50 Broadway, New York, try his residence in Ossining, N. Y.
Apparently Murray Austin has deserted Boston and vicinity for good. He has moved his family over to Glen Ridge, N. J., and set up housekeeping at 89 Ridgewood Ave. As manager of the bond department at the Harriman National Bank, he can usually be found in his office, Room 319, 527 Fifth Ave.
Shortly after Commencement week,' while dozing on the coolest piazza on Cape Cod, I was aroused by the w.k. call—" 'IS up." The squeaking of brakes announced some sort of an arrival, so as soon as the dust screen had subsided I realized that the Studebaker sedan was being piloted by Jack Mason and the passengers were Charlie Taplin and A1 Priddy. A golf foursome was formed, and it is to be regretted that the public were denied the privilege of witnessing the dexterity with which the most difficult shots were executed. Very few people were present, and no souvenirs were given or balls autographed; in fact, if I remember correctly, Charlie even went back and retrieved his driver (purely for sentimental reasons of course), which he had cast from him after a most peculiarly executed drive. This game will be repeated at the Furious Fifteenth if there is sufficient public interest ($).
It is understood that several members of the class, including President Al, attended Commencement the past year to obtain atmosphere in anticipation of our Fifteenth.
Mai Howland is still in the banking business, but has left the First National in Boston, and is with the National Shoe and Leather Bank in Auburn, Me.
This advertisement has been printed once a year for the last three years now, but to date there have been very few takers. Should any member of the class find himself golf-inclined while in the vicinity of South Yarmouth, Cape Cod, he has but to visit the Bass River Golf Club of that town and ask for your President or Secretary, and competition will be furnished.
Secretary, 9 Woodland St., Arlington, Mass.
