CLASS OF 1910
The response from the special edition of "Tenner Topics" was very gratifying, and it augurs well for future class interest.
President "Pineo's" report of the reunion is very well done, and is a valuable document to add to the class archives.
H. L. Harris and Company of Boston announce the election of Atkins Nickerson as vice-president.
"May" Teall, our well-known barrister residing in Pittsburgh, sends in a commercialized suggestion that your Secretary must refrain from publishing. However, we are glad to let the class in on the following: "I still have my wife, Margaret, my daughter, Anne Maynard, and my son, Maynard, Jr.—the children being ten and six, respectively. I have a little farm at Geneseo, N. Y. (this must be near Sodus), where my family spend the summer and early fall and I spend as much time as I can, which isn't much. Most of my golf is on the office desk, but I have a pair of hunters that Margaret and I ride when opportunity offers; however, neither of us would do a fox any real harm."
"Mac" Kendall says that he and his wife ran across Bill Taylor the other night on the gayest part of Chicago's Rialto, and that Bill was ALONE.
"Tenner Topics" brought forth a card from Charles Greenleaf Merrill, who is in business at Ottumwa, lowa. It has been some years since we heard from "Mary," and the class will be interested to know where he is.
George Davies, who teaches in the Glenville High School at Cleveland, had recent visits from "Newt" Russell and Rev. John Scotford, and George admits that they got him enthused up some. Teaching has kept him from the reunions, but he is represented at Dartmouth by two or three boys who enter annually from his school. He is still playing tennis, but no doubt will have to follow the example of Sheldon Smith, and give up the game soon for some milder form of exercise.
It appears that Ben Williams wrote "Man Trouble," which was the late Milton Sills' last picture and was being shown throughout the country when Mr. Sills passed away.
Les Wiggin makes the suggestion that we bother no longer with men who are not interested in the class. Perhaps you are right, Les! Who knows? Suggestion No. 2 from his fertile brain is that "wives and husbands be segregated during the next reunion." That boy apparently careth not for what he starts.
Jim MacPherson got sore at his yachtmanship's being questioned in "Tenner Topics," and writes in part: "We recently went on the rocks at Wood's Hole, and with three pumps working were barely kept afloat by the Coast Guard. I was personally in no way responsible. On the other hand, I was highly praised for my placidity after the danger was over. I learned that when facing death the knowledge of having lived a clean life is a great comfort. As now planned I can be paged at the Columbia, Harvard, Yale, and Cornell games. I am trying to get Louise to take me to the Stanford game. So far she says 'No,' but every girl has the right to change her mind."
If you fellows want news, you've got to send it in. Up here in Vermont "Model T's" need more and more gas each year—and it looks like a tough winter with an empty wood-box.
"Tenners" present at the recent Retail Conference in Boston were "Larry" Bankhart, Bob Macomber, "Russ" Meredith, and your Secretary. There were several other Dartmouth men in attendance, and at times the affair resembled a "Pow-Wow."
Bob Macomber is owner of the W. J. Woods Company, one of Springfield's fine old clothing concerns. Bob has changed very little in looks since leaving college.
I have been hearing things about the Cleveland bunch, and one is that Dave Johnson ranks mighty high in his legal profession. All "Tenners" will be glad to hear that.
George Thurber, who was on the verge of quite a serious break-down in July, is now quite well recovered, but will have to go away on an indefinitely long vacation. Overwork got George the same as it has a few other "Tenners." I know some who should take this as a warning.
Allen Dorr, the "butter and egg man" who never ages, uses airplane travel to collect bills nowadays, and judging from the way he flies, he must be collecting a lot of money. "Surplus" Judd might use the same method to bolster class finances.
"Mike" Elliott has gone and done it—but the news had to percolate through from "Bones" Jones. "Mike," head of the department of psychology at the University of Minnesota, celebrated his 20th by marrying a very fine girl. Congratulations, "Mike." Your deed suggests that "Freddy" Batchellor and "Piper" Donovan are not yet hopeless. You might start corresponding with Thayer Smith and Herb Wolff.
Hal Sprague and wife visited the West Coast this summer.
"Rusty" Williams is specializing in automatic stokers for household use.
"Nick" Carter is one of our best globetrotters. He and family spent the summer in England and Germany, and writes: "We had a good time, escaped a lot of hot weather, and the beer was still good in Munich as well as elsewhere. Coming back on the boat ran into our old classmate, Henry F. Collins, who is practicing law in Lawrence, and who had been on a cruise to Norway, Italy, Paris, and way stations. We had a good visit together. Sorry to miss the reunion."
Guy Spokesfield, our 100% collector for the Alumni Fund on the Pacific Coast, writes from San Francisco: "Hello, Happy, I knew that if I stayed away long enough they would send the team out here. However, I shall have to leave California if we losehave done a lot of talking in twenty years."
I sure hope, Guy, that you will feel better than that Chicago bunch did after the Northwestern game last fall. Some of our leading "Tenners" contemplated being forced to leave the "Windy City of Rackets"—but postmarks indicate them still there.
Walter Wilson, our representative in Los Angeles, says that he misses "Eck" Hiestand, and that "Tenners" are rare birds in that section of the country, although he did see "Spokes" two years ago.
During a recent trip to Detroit I had a great visit with "Heinie" Barrett, who has made good in his field. He is manager of the Detroit branch of Ernst and Ernst, the wellknown accounting firm; has 106 accountants working for him, and has some fine quarters in the First National Bank Building overlooking the Detroit river and Canada. He spends considerable time during the summer months at the Yacht Club, and during the winter at the Detroit Athletic Club, which is a very fine institution. "Heinie" is one of the most loyal "Tenners" and Dartmouth men, and any of the class visiting in that vicinity will do well to call on him.
Send in news about yourself and other Tenners.
"Shorty" Worcester and family left the "Smoky City" long enough this summer for a vacation way up north in Wisconsin.
Chan Baxter reached Tacoma safely after his long-distance trip. He deserves a lot of credit for traveling across the continent to the reunion, and perhaps his sentiments are best expressed in what he wrote President "Pineo" recently: "Summer is over, but it seems only yesterday that we were back at the reunion, which you put on in such good shape. I know that I had a better time than I expected. I think that we all get better acquainted after graduation than we ever did in college. I feel that I know the class members much better now than I ever did before."
Chan sure expresses the thoughts of dozens of others. The older we get, the closer we are bound together.
George Sinclair has become connected in the fidelity and surety department of the Bankers Indemnity home office in Newark, N. J.
Earle Pierce writes me a couple of very interesting pages with advice and suggestionsand ends his letter with:"I am enclosing your postal card so that you can use it next time. Being Scotch, I thought this would help the class save some money." Thanks! Returning the card blank is better than returning none at all.
Earle calls Clark and Sanborn's office on the famous third floor at 50 Congress St., Boston, the "League of Nations." You go in there, make yourself at home, and if you do not see Ray Gorton or Jim Colgan or "Elsie" Jenness or Ernest Studley, you will meet plenty of 'Eleven' men and others. It looks like a very convenient Dartmouth meetingplace.
Keith Pevear is now affiliated as sales engineer with the Lamson Company, Room 4411, 44th Floor, Chrysler Building, New York. He has just opened this office for his new connection, and invites all Tenners to call on him. Keith writes: "I will be very delighted to have my classmates look me up when in New York, and believe that I can show them a real view of the city from the office windows. It goes without saying that I was terribly disappointed in not being able to join the gang at Hanover for the 20th Reunion."
This looks like a record for Tenners being up in the air, and we all can avail ourselves of Keith's invitation when in that vicinity
"Bunny" Armstrong, the shoe industry's greatest salesman, sends in a highly interesting prognostication of conditions in Maine. (Get that word, Ferdinand?) "Dear Happy: Note:—first paragraph deleted by your Secretary and not by the editor.
"During the long cold winter evenings and during the quiet business period we all anticipate you will have plenty of spare moments to gather class news from far and wide.
"The shoe business is very poor and will be poorer still, tariff or no tariff, rain or shine, cold or hot.
"I have lunch with Old Man Hyde two or three days each week. He is a tough egg with the golf clubs. So is Lawyer Powers, who always gets the money.
"Friendship, Maine, is just the same. Lobsters are scarce but very cheap. Clams small and very deep. Fair season on blueberries. Fish plentiful, especially hake and haddock. "Now work hard on the job and keep us posted early and often."
Donald R. Bryant, president of the Pullman Trust and Savings Bank in Chicago, unbends from that dignity peculiar to all bankers when a poor guy is asking for a loan, and says, "I am sending Juddy a check for $5.00 to cover the reunion assessment NOW because on October Ist I expect to get a bill for my wife's fur coat."
He calls attention to the fact that the class president, treasurer, and secretary are "all with the strong and virile Saxon name of Harold." Probably true, Mister President! You have remembered your history.
He adds: "My boy is 15 years old and should enter Dartmouth in the fall of 1933. Just what institution of higher learning my 10-year-old daughter will honor with presence I do not know as yet."
Several other Dartmouth men are faced with the same problem—boy all taken care of, but no decision on the daughter.
Reports from Hanover show that Rollie Reynolds has a son in the freshman class. The lad's initials are "R. H.," so it is fair to assume that we have a young "Rollie" in our second generation.
Secretary, 168 Hill St., Barre, Vt.
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