CLASS OF 1909

Frank Williams, Fred Carroll, Jake Mason, Clark Saville, Gordon Weinz, Cad Cummings, Harry Floyd, Hal Burbank, Bob Holmes, Dan Watson, Phil Chase, Ingie Fearing and Mike Farley attended the Boston alumni dinner March first, and had a good time together. Fearing is now with the University Press in Cambridge, but none of the other fellows have made any business changes.

It seems that I got myself into trouble by asserting the claim of Joe Worthen to the fly-fishing championship of the class. Hal Burbank,-—who by the way has been chairman of the Department of Economics at Harvard for the past three years,—has a summer place at the Upper Dam at Lake Kennebago, Maine, and spends a good deal of his time during the summer fly-fishing. While he cannot match Joe's ten-pound salmon, he comes very close to it with an eigh-tand-one-half pound salmon, also caught with a trout rod, but he also comes forward with a seven-pound brook trout. Hal used to be reasonably truthful except when he got in an argument with Murchie, in which, you will remember, it was an understood thing that no quarter was to be given or asked, and no holds were barred; whereupon we had the delicate problem as to whether a sevenpound brook trout, and I never saw one larger than four pounds, ranks higher than a ten-pound salmon, both being caught with a trout rod. Just to make it interesting, Bob Burns put in some time ago further claims, not as to the extraordinary size of any one fish, but with some dizzy facts about catching so many dozen per minute or week, that I got entirely lost, and Cad Cummings broke in with a claim for the ladies' championship for Mrs. Cummings for catching a fivepound small-mouthed black bass. If Ned Ford ever reads this I suppose we will hear about tarpon and sailfish. And to make it more complicated, it seems that Hal Burbank not only designs, but makes his own trout flies. If anyone else has any claims, send them in, and your Secretary will refer them to a committee for ten rounds to a finish. Which reminds me, that both Murch and Sam Bell failed to show up for the match at contract bridge, so the championship for this was awarded in undivided interests to those present at the dinner. According to our computation there were seven different pairs there who could beat Murch and Sam without the slightest difficulty. We are trying to arrange a match between Harry Floyd and Sam Bell for the class badminton championship. They both play at the University Club, but we have been unable to get them to collide as yet. Bob Burns and myself claim the class squash championship and fight it out weekly, and as long as we don't let anybody else on the court we feel reasonably safe. Your Secretary walked with a decided limp all last week, but if Burns gets laryngitis or is otherwise unable to yell as loudly next week as he did last, your Secretary hopes to have the championship back again.

The idea of going back to Hanover over the 22d of February next year appeals to several of the fellows, and it rather looks as if a good party could be assembled. Write me if you are interested. It is necessary to make reservations far ahead.

Herb Hawes has picked Cuba for his March trip this year.

We have received the following letter from news gatherer Herb Hawes: Dear Herb:

I certainly didn't mean to delay so in answering your letter requesting information about my activities since leaving Hanover.

My first job was with the Western Electric Company here in Boston, and at that time Harry Gilmore, a Dartmouth man, was manager. About 1915 I made a change and went with the Bowker Chemical Company of Boston in the agricultural spray material end of the business. I was with them until the spring of 1923, with the exception of a few months in 1918 and 1919. During that time I was with Battery A of the 71st C. A. C., and most of the time in England and France.

I resigned in 1923 from the Bowker Company so that I could devote a little more time to my orchard projects, and settled in Shelburne Falls, Mass. From May 1 to November 1 I am at the Sweet Heart Tea Room on the Mohawk Trail in Shelburne Falls. This is one of the well-known eating places in the East, and is worthy of the reputation it holds. After November 1, I am on the road for the General Chemical Company of New York, covering the New England states.

Early last December I was married to Viola Shippee, a Shelburne Palls girl.

This brief outline brings me about up to date, and Bob Holmes can cut it as he sees fit. Will be more than glad to have any of the '09 crowd or Dartmouth men regardless of class drop in to see me if they go over the Mohawk Trail.

Sincerely yours, BILL PATCH

We are informed that Jim Driscoll, Mickey McLane, and Ben Burpee went down from Manchester to Boston to watch some Manchester boys perform in the New England Amateur Boxing Championship. While the Manchester boys did well, none of them won a championship, and as Sam Bell remarked, "It's a long walk back from Boston to Manchester." Sam, by the way, got your Secretary in on the last hockey battle between the Bruins and the Canadians in Boston, and as a by-product the Secretary reports that Sam is looking very well indeed, is planning to spend the better part of March in California, and is contemplating settling more or less definitely in Manchester. In recent years Sam has moved around from Exeter, Manchester, Boston, Pittsfield, Miami, and California so fast, that it has been impossible to locate him at any given moment for any given occasion, but his Manchester business interests have so increased that he rather expects them to take up most of his time in the future. And of course, Manchester has a most excellent golf course. Your Secretary lost nine golf balls the last time he played it, and hence ranks it four ahead of his home course at Winchester.

Joe Worthen declined to run again for the office of selectman of Winchester. As chairman of the board, he wrote the annual selectmen's report, and as a result, the report was again commented upon editorially by the Boston Herald, various state officials, and numerous others. In fact, extracts have been read at ladies' bridge parties, directors' meetings, and elsewhere with considerable enjoyment. While Dartmouth is a liberal college and I should like to send the editor of the MAGAZINE extracts from the report for publication, I doubt they would get by the censor. Nevertheless, a copy of the report is on file at the office of your Secretary and open to inspection for the members of the class in order of application.

Richard Beattey is treasurer of the Universal Optical Corporation, manufacturers of spectacles, eyeglasses, and instruments, with a general office at 35 Pine St., Providence, R. I.

We have received the following letters: Dear Bob:

I have your letter of February 17; it really was quite an event. I have been out of Dartmouth now for twenty years and in all that time yours was, the first letter that has reached me which has not asked for contributions of money to support Dartmouth or some other collegiate activity. It is very nice indeed to know that there is one at least who is interested in knowing something beside money matters.

One year ago I retired from the oil business, where I had been geologist for the Boyal Dutch Shell and Vacuum Oil Company since leaving the University of Chicago in 1915. I entered the Geological Survey of Texas and the staff of the Engineering School of the University of Texas. We have established a home in Austin. I divide my time between teaching petroleum engineering in the University and writing bulletins for the Bureau of Economic Geology of the Survey. The middle of March I expect to go up to the University of Chicago and to Northwestern and give a series of lectures.

The winters are lovely down here in Texas and one enjoys the mild climate, good roads, and the proximity to the interesting towns along the Mexican border. In the summer it is pretty hot and we are glad to escape to the western mountains or to some of the northern universities for at least a part of the time. If any of you are making the Southwest in any of your business trips, plan to come in the winter and include Austin in your schedule.

With very kindest regards and many thanks for your letter and interesting information concerning the class, I am

Yours very truly, FRED PLUMMBK

Dear Bob: I don't know that I have much to add to the facts the class already has about me and mine. My professional work is being carried on at the address at which I started. I am gradually concentrating my interests in heart work instead of general medicine.

My family still consists of one wife and one child. We have been somewhat interested in collecting as a hobby. We started with antique furniture, and then began with first editions, and lately have started on houses. The house collecting is slower than the other processes, but we have managed to get three, two in Boston and one in a little town called Mason, N. H., where we purchased a house and lot for $175 after weeks of haggling with the man who had tried to sting us $lB5. We found that with regard to the house it was not the initial cost, but the upkeep which broke our backs. For those of the class who have not done it I suggest having a well drilled in the back yard, just for the fun of measuring off the depth when it is completed at $6 per foot.

Very sincerely yours, JIM HITCHCOCK

Dear Bob: I have been on the Coast for two weeks, and have taken the time to look up some of our classmates whom I have not seen since graduation, over twenty years ago. First I looked up Merrill Follansbee in Brentwood Heights. He came into Los Angeles and took me out to his house, where I met all his family; two boys and daughter, all fine children. He showed me around the Heights, also Santa Monica. Merrill is busy on real estate, which at the moment is dead; also looking after his family after the shock of losing both his father and wife. He is doing a good job, he looks just the same as in college except a little older. He has a fine home, located at the Heights, where he has orange, lemon, grapefruit, and avocado trees growing in his yards. He is keen for news of Dartmouth and classmates, and would welcome letters from all those who care to write.

While waiting for my train from Los Angeles to San Francisco in the station, I ran into Sonny Reagan, a fine looking man, doing exceptionally well with the Pacific Telephone Company, in fact vice-president. We had a long chat about Dartmouth, and I agreed to call on him while in Frisco, which I did the following week. He was kind enough to put a call in for my home at Newtonville, Mass., and I had the thrill of talking to my family across the continent. Sonny is a great boy; Dartmouth all through, and our class should be pleased with his accomplishments. He sends his regards to all, and will be back in Hanover in 1934, our twenty-fifth.

The next 'o9er I ran into was William Hubbard Patterson in Burlingame, where I happened to be spending the evening. Old Pat was just the same as ever; met his wife and daughter, Virginia, at their home, where we talked Dartmouth and the various classmates for two hours. We attended the Dartmouth Club Monday lunch together, where I met several Dartmouth men; also saw two reels pertaining to Dartmouth, i.e., the Delta Alpha football reels of Yale, Harvard, and Cornell games, which were well received. I shall try and look up some of the other boys while out here with the aid of our '09 class directory, which has come in handy on this trip. For those '09ers who have not seen the above in late years, I will say they look the same as they did back in 1909.

Yours, REGGIE BANKART (Hotel Bellevue, San Francisco)

Russ Pettengill and his family sailed from New York March 20, for a two months' stay in Europe.

Frank Austin has completely recovered from his illness, and looks as well as ever.

Frank Bartlett is now with Sawyer, Fiske, and Spencer, Inc., 24 Milk St., Boston.

Phil and Dorothea Chase invited the Greater Boston members of the class to a Sunday night supper, March 23, which was attended by: Ned Ford, Plum Leighton, Dick Locke, Harry Floyd, Al Newton, Sandy Hooker, Bob Holmes, Ben Scully, Emile Erhard, Bill Fearing, Mike Farley, Frank Austin, Jake Mason, Dan Watson, Frank Bartlett, Dick Lord, Phil Avery, Harry Burroughs, and their bosses. We had a most delicious supper, the reunion moving pictures, much alleged singing, and a very happy time. From the shrieks and squeals with which various parts of the moving pictures were greeted, it would seem that the ladies were somewhat surprised and startled, as well as pleased (?) to see themselves as others saw them, or their husbands. Phil and Dorothea have a very nice home, and their furnishings include many articles that led one to believe that they had been prized customers of Ned Ford or other distinguished antiquarians. They gave as enjoyable a party as we have ever had. While we realize that such parties mean the expenditure of a substantial amount of time and effort by the hostess, we have such good times together that we hope others will follow the example.

Secretary, 100 Milk St., Boston