When the newspapers began to fill up with hot dope from the football fronts, we began to feel that as class secretary it was probably up to us to get on the bicycle and start something for the night before the Harvard game. The class always seems in the mood for a bit of leaping and roaring on that occasion, and we of the administration consider it our duty to see that no member in good standing is ever thwarted in such desires. We therefore telephoned a select group of habitual ringleaders such as Phil Bird, Rock Hayes, Spen Dodd, and Art Havlin, and arranged a luncheon to discuss ways and means. On the appointed day we got stewing around with a couple of clients and what not, and remembered the date at about four in the afternoon. We rushed to the phone to apologize, but we found that the meeting had been held, plans made, and everything going forward. They hadn't even noticed that we were not there.
Sending out the football application blanks always brings in to the Alumni Records Office a bunch of new addresses. Among them are these: Harold E. Nichols, Rust Craft Publishers, Inc., Boston, Mass.—Ray Halliday, 18 Russell Ave., E. Providence, R. I.—E. Clarke Ingraham. Hardy and Company, 11 Broadway, New York cityRobert Newcomb, Lennen and Mitchell, Inc., 17 E. 45th St., New York city—Roland Foss, 2388 West 22d St., Los Angeles, Cal.
Bill Carto, big Tel. and Tel. man from West Virginia, is either Scotch or is getting along so well he should have a lot of special attention from Spider on next year's fund. He wants to know, under this new system of mixing class fund and Alumni Fund and all, what you can do in the way of cheating the government out of good income tax moneys. We personally are looking forward to the income tax this year almost with glee. We expect the government to owe us money, and therefore we have not interested ourselves in this problem. We will turn the problem over to our tax expert, Max Norton, and feel sure he will find a way to get you off entirely.
Goldy Goldiere, who teaches the Davidson College youths how to roll their rrrrr's in the true French manner, has sent us a newspaper account of his wedding—so: "Macon, August 30.—A wedding of simplicity and beauty took place at the home of Mr. and Mrs. J. J. Harris of Macon, at 11 o'clock Saturday morning, when their daughter, Miss Janet Harris, became the bride of A. V. Goldiere, of Davidson." Goldy must have a good publicity man, for the account goes on and on with a big cheer for Goldy for at least a half column.
These notes are a trifle late getting into the mail, and will not reach the light of day now unless the editors are a little behind too. And besides we are about to rush to press with another Nineteen News, and we can't afford to squander any more ammunition, so we'll cut it short here.
Secretary, Brush Hill Rd., Framingham, Mass