CLASS OF 1910

The big event for Tenners during the past few months was the miniature reunion staged at the Parker House in Boston the night before the Harvard victory.

There were 48 of the class present, and this is a lot of men for any class to gather at such an affair, regardless of whether they have been out of college one year or twenty years.

Too much credit cannot be given to that All-America committee comprised of "Elsie" Jenness, Chairman; "Larry" Bankart, Jim Colgan, Ray Gorton, and Ed Shattuck. It was the unanimous opinion that they did one fine job. The menu'was better than average for occasions of this nature (Mrs. Parker still makes very nice rolls), and the service left nothing to be complained of. The steak was good, and the scrod was better.

The weather was rough, with plenty of wind and rain coming in from the old Atlantic -—but forty-eight brave men faced the elements and got hardened in for the jaunt to the Stadium the next afternoon.

It was a wonderful evening—not too serious—not too facetious. Each man could have his choice of visiting or listening—and at times we all listened while at others we all "beefed."

Politics were forgotten, and no one seemed to care whether the grand old state of Arkansas went wet or dry. Men who had not seen each other for 10-15-20 years met again with the same comradery which characterized returning to the old college from a summer's vacation over two decades ago. "Hi there, Bill! Have a good summer?"

Once in awhile you would hear, "Why,, dog-gone my soul, if that ain't Roge Farwell! And by damn, squint your eyes at old man Carpenter. And who's that over there? Dutch Wagner, and right back of him are Ernest Studley and Jimmie Frame." And so on and so on.

"Dusty" Craft was the long-distance attendant—coming by dog-sled from Chicago. "Surplus" Judd walked from Cleveland and took second money. It was his first offense in eight years.

New York sent up a small delegation (but one full of power and color) in Keith Pevear, Freddie Batchellor, and Dick Carpenter. Keith looks just as handsome as ever. Freddieis still using French dialect. "Carp" showed up for the first time in many a year, and aside from having a bit less sorrel hair he has changed very little.

Art Allen came up from Norwood; Cliff' Lyon, the debater, was over from Holyoke; George Underwood got beyond the North: Station this year; Bill Brown, looking fat and prosperous, blew in from Gloucester;. Ted Hill left his Yale botany classes longenough for the affair.

For the first time since graduation "Dutch" Wagner was present. He is leading a retired life in Bangor, Maine, until the businessskies appear a bit rosier.

Another "first nighter" was Ernest Studley,. who lives in Rockland, Mass., and does the legal work for Clark and Sanborn's "Leagueof Nations" at 50 Congress St., Boston.

Still another in this classification was. Jimmie Frame, who showed up for the first time in 20 years from no-one-knows-whereJimmie's coming put together again that old time duo of Downey and Frame, who roomed with each other about two years at Exeter and three years at Hanover. Did they reune, AND HOW!

Walter Norton, our rubber king, rode up from Naugatuck; "Ollie" Johnson was welcomed, as were Hoitt Charlton, "Roge" Pierce, Dick Vincens, Phil Brooks, "Hal" Sprague, and "Fletch" Burton from not too distant towns.

Tenners were glad to see "Roge" Earwellmany not having seen him for several years. "Roge" says that he has reduced quite a lot, and only weighs 284 lbs. at present as against 324 not many months ago. Some of the thin members looked at him with longing eyes.

"Bucky" Allen, our very favorably known educator of boys and operator of his own boys' camp in Maine, threw aside his scholastic cares to come in and spend an evening with his classmates of years gone by.

Harry Wells drove down from Hanover; Two w. k. members of the Jones family"Bones" and "Fielder"—were there; also "Ink" Taylor, Boston attorney-at-law; Jess Wilson, Lew Wallace, and Charlie Pay.

"Beezle" Parker, who is busy reconstructing Williamsburg, Va., for the Rockefellers, was present, as were Jim Everett, A 1 Ferguson, "Irv" Jewett, and "Slip" Powers.

Gay Gleason, who is a football enthusiast of the first order, attended, and "King" Brady, Atkins Nickerson, "Heinie" Hyde, Art Lord, and "Monty" Fall were seen in the crowd.

Les Wiggin officiated at the piano as of old, and "Bunny" Armstrong practiced jiu-jitsu on Dick Carpenter.

"Elsie" Jenness presided,

"Larry" Bankart (Who can remember when he attended in the past?), and Ray Gorton did a mean job at collecting $2.75 per while Ed Shattuck and Jim Colgan acted as outer guards and audited the collections. Accounts balanced. No deficit announced. And this miniature reunion goes into 1910 history as one of the finest events ever staged.

All Tenners who were unable to be present can see that this was a splendid group of men, and worth some little personal sacrifice to meet and reune with.

Howard Bushway of Bushway Ice Cream fame was detained by illness in his family. George Chamberlin was in St. Louis. Bill Harlow was on his vacation. "Pineo" Jackson wired his greetings from San Francisco. Others were prevented from coming by various reasons.

Jim MacPherson had to miss his first Harvard-Dartmouth game in twenty-five years because of an infected chin, which kept him in the house a couple of weeks with frequent applications of hot poultices.

"Hank" Haserot, inventor of "Kornlet" and head-push extraordinary for Hawaiian pineapples, pitted cherries, and Porto Rican grapefruit, ceased his globe-trotting long enough to write, "Your kind invitation to attend the class dinner Friday is appreciated. Unfortunately, however, my financial position will not permit me to try to keep pace with Rabbi Judd, the fresh-water sailor."

We all had a great time, and are looking ahead to next year, when another similar affair may be staged by the same committee or one certainly none the less efficient.

John Hobbs rates his picture in the Boston Herald by being elected member of the executive committee of the Massachusetts Golf Association.

Mr. Whitney H. Eastman, president of the William 0. Goodrich Co., was elected president of the National Soybean Oil Manufacturers' Association at its annual meeting held in Chicago recently. None other than our own "Easty."

A little more co-operation from the members, and "Juddy" will be able to pay off the old class bills. A splendid start has been made.

"General" Grant has a great family, and is getting plenty of enjoyment from them while he can. As advertising manager of F. M. Hoyt Shoe Co. at Manchester he is very busy, but he and Mrs. Grant are taking time to bring up three fine girls, whose ages are eleven, nine, and three.

Frank Fleming's address is R. F. D. 6, South Portland, Maine. Frank is a contractor, specializing in railroad and highway bridges.

Herbert Woods is connected with the Union Manufacturing Cos. at New Britain, Conn. His company manufactures hoists, chucks, machine tools, etc., and he acts as a general all-round man for the concern—doing largely what the president has not the time to do.

Bill Brown has two sons fitting for Dartmouth at Tabor Academy. One is thirteen years of age and the other is fifteen. Bill cruises the Maine coast considerably each year.

Tenners will rejoice in the announcement that “King” Brady has returned to Boston to become affiliated with another Tenner, Joe Downey, in the insurance business. His title will be assistant to the president. This should prove to be a very happy combination, for Joe has built up his own company, the Joseph F. Downey Cos., to a very commenda- ble size, and has surrounded himself with Dartmouth men in the key positions. Joe's company specializes in about every possible form of insurance, including marine, fire, automobile, compensation, public liability, accident and health, bonds, plate glass, trip transit, etc. “King” still retains his connec- tion with Dartmouth football by acting as a scout each year, and this fall he did a good enough job at Yale so that Albie Booth did not run wild. Xo. 40 Broad St., Boston, is the address, and this sure looks like another official hang-out for Tenners any time of day or night. Xo Tenner need hesitate to present himself there.

Harold Benjamin anH family spent their vacation at Port Arthur, where fishing abounds.

Your Secretary is feeling rather good these days. Early in October his 15-year-old son, H. P. Jr., whom many Tenners have met, attained the Eagle Scout rank, which is the highest in Boy Scout work. Ray Gorton has been shooting some wicked golf this summer, and perhaps it is just as well for Bobby Jones that Ray forced him to the 19th hole two years ago instead of this season. The Boston Herald of October 10 gives Ray these headlines;

“GORTON DOUBLE VICTOR IN LEGION GOLF TOURNEY. Takes Butler Cup Alone. Pairs With Craven for Adams Prize,” and then continues its column:—

“Ray Gorton of the Crosscup-Pishon post, veteran Brae Burn golfer, best known for the brilliant fight he made against Bobby Jones in the national two years ago, staged a private field day in the closing day of the first annual Legion tourney at Wollaston yesterday. Ray won the beautiful William E. Butler trophy by virtue of producing the low gross for two days with a 76. ... In addition, while playing his winning round, Gorton teamed with Frank Craven of Brook- line, who subdued Francis Ouimet, to wan the first annual national state two-man team Legion championship for Massachusetts with a better ball of 70.”

“Juddy” had to take a business trip to Birmingham, Ala., and as Boston was in direct line from Cleveland to that point, he stopped off for the miniature reunion and the Harvard game. He made another break in his trip at New York to collect $l2 from Paul Whitcomb for the class coffers.

Gathering news from this gang is a great job—if you don’t weaken. And I am won- dering where in thunder items for the winter and spring issues are coming from.

No news—no items. Unbend your ink- slinging arms, and help the cause.

This Rainey boy, who is an educational expert down in Philadelphia, seems to be in line for a class championship that ought to contain very few entries. Having been com- pelled to sniff ether thirteen times, he now lays claim to length of incision and beauty of design. A half dozen medicos and surgicos carved a perfectly beautiful question mark on the fore part of his abdomen. A 23-inch incision was necessary to work in all of the details of the selected design. Fritz beat the field to the recovery point, but was unable to defend his golf championship at Alden Park. However, he is back at work in school again, and finds time to act as foreign re- viewer for the Philadelphia Ledger. He is also a literary critic, and spends considerable time writing. During the summer he does archeological work, and since 1925 with Mrs. Rainey has been doing a study of Cro-raagnon man for the Spanish government on the French side of the mountains. Fritz does not see many Tenners, but has retained a great interest in the class and College.

The printers made an error in the size of the cut used in the last issue, hut they have promised to make amends and run it in the correct size this issue.

A large number of Tenners were present at the Yale game, and the following -were either seen by the Secretary or reported PRESENT by the monitors—Walter Norton; Tom Foster, wRo had to miss the Harvard wet- down because of duty calls which keep doctors in their neighborhoods; Jim Everett; Fletoh Burton; Cliff Lyon; “King” Brady, who was on the side-lines to see how good a job he had done at scouting Yale plays; Freddy Batchellor; Lew Wallace and wife; A 1 Salmon; "Alhy” Coleman; Ben Williams; Don Palmer; Hans Boerker; “Slip” Powers; Clarke Tobin and a nice looking son; Joe Downey; “Dinny” Platt; President “Pineo,” wife, and two children; Ray Seymour; Herb Wolff; Gay Gleason and wife; Earle Pierce.

If we missed any, we would appreciate their names—also any news of interest.

BEFORE THE SAXOPHONE DISPLACED THE CORNET

T cnnef IT opicsSecretary