CLASS of 1911
Apparently the use of serials is being adopted by the ALUMNI MAGAZINE. Any how, the story of the 1911 reunion was cut in the middle or thereabouts, so the rest is given you in continued form below.
On Sunday morning at 9:30 the class gathered in Dartmouth Hall, where impressive memorial services were held for the classmates who have departed since our Fifteenth Reunion. The services were conducted by Gabe Farrell, who called on the following men, Austin Eeough to speak for Sarge McGonagle, Jack Russell for Cap Duffie, Ed Keeler for Brown Ralsten, Nat Burleigh for Spunk Troy, and John Pearson for Montie Montgomery. Then followed the group picture on the steps of Dartmouth Hall, and at 9:30 the crowd were off for New London, N. H., for the day.
Dinner was served at the Twin Lake Villa, and was enjoyed by one hundred and thirty classmates and wives, including Charlie and Hattie Lingley. Nearly all adjourned to the Sunapee Country Club, which was pronounced a wonderful course. The Secretary did not play, but after watching the others, he was much encouraged and decided to take up the game again. Chet Butts arranged a tournament, as a result of which Walt Reilly, Ben Stout, and Ed Keeler copped the prizes in that order. In the evening many attended the President's reception, which was held out of doors on the lawn in a most attractive setting. This was followed by a show sponsored by 1916 and 1911 with 1906 as our guests. A full house gave every indication of enjoying the program, which consisted of several reels furnished by Vice-President Keough of the Paramount, interspersed with monologue selections by Bab and Peg Burlen of 1916, "O'Grady's Goat" by Austin Keough, "The Tattooed Lady," sung by Jack Crooks, and last but not least, Milt Gross' parody on "Hiawatha," rendered by Pat Partridge.
Up to Monday morning we had perfect weather. In fact it continued through the ball game with Boston College, when, with the score 2-0 against us and the end of the ninth inning in sight, it began to pour. It really didn't matter, however, for the gymnasium, where the alumni luncheon was held, was right next door, and that really ended our Hanover reunion. A few remained to visit in Hanover at their leisure, some had already returned home, but representatives of thirtythree families started for Whitefield, in all cases but three this meaning both sides of the family. Now figure out how many were there. No, you are wrong, for some took their children and there were two dogs also.
As is always the case, Frank's party was the high-light of the reunion season. Frank's new son John was born in plenty of time so that Mary was back to greet the crowd. A little thing like rain also made no difference, for the next day it cleared making possible a trip up Mt. Washington on the cog railway. While some preferred to play golf, a party of thirty-six became real mountaineers and climbed to the top by sitting comfortably in their special car. Marion Agry and Inez Adams had their doubts, but we all arrived safely. It was a perfect day, sweaters and coats that had been brought along all being left in the car, while we enjoyed a delicious picnic lunch served by Frank. Signal flashes were exchanged with the gang back at the Mountain View.
For other entertainment the devotees of Isaak Walton engaged in their favorite pastime and there was a golf tournament for both ladies and gents. There were three flights for the men, and Jack Ingersoll, Ben Stout, and John Pearson led in their respective divisions. The ladies' tournament is still in doubt, but the winner will be reported at the next reunion.
One evening Alice Stout entertained us with piano and songs and Lew Sisson produced the musical saw, after which Mrs. Dodge presided at the 1911 punch bowl.
In fact the post-reunion is still going on, and time is being taken out so that this report will appear in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE. So as you may have scanned these lines, remember the Secretary is still reuning and that he is writing this because he has to, not because he loves to write.
Meanwhile, here is to the Twenty-Fifth and may we break Two Hundred.
Appertaining to reunion, there was much favorable comment on the green blazers which were used for costumes. Since then the suggestion has been made by a number of men that they be adopted as a standard uniform for the future, so that those who now have coats may lay them aside in moth balls for the next five years and may then return to reunion with their uniforms all bought and paid for, thereby reducing the expense of the next party. This should appeal to the fathers of large families.
As has been the custom of the class for the past few years, the ALUMNI MAGAZINE will be sent this year to all members of the class who have paid their dues up to date in the the past five-year period or who have contributed to the Alumni Fund. Also it is true that a payment of this year's dues will guarantee the receipt of the MAGAZINE for one year at least.
For the benefit of those who are interested in bringing their class directories up to date, there are a number of changes since the publication of the report in June which I am glad to make known to you.
Hen Seaver has become associated with the Allied Security Dealers Incorporated, 165 Broadway, New York city. He still insists upon living in New Brunswick, N. J., however.
George Morris has made a double move. His office address is now 905 American Security Building. He also has just occupied a new house, the street address of which I have not yet secured, but it may be found by inquiring for the former home of ex-Secretary Tumulty. Incidentally George and his family, his family chiefly, spent the summer in one of the faculty homes in Hanover. It is needless to say they were a welcome addition to the old town, even though it was only temporary.
Bill Carlisle is back in New York city, and reported as living at 633 East 29th St., Brooklyn.
Art Gray, our genial corsetiere, has moved to New York city to become vice-president of the Modart Company. His business address is 347 Fifth Ave., New York city, but he lives at 19 Orchid St., Floral Park, L. I. I am not acquainted with this town, but the whole thing sounds sort of flowery to me.
Les Gibson got a jump on the sheriff by moving to 52 Strathmore Road, Brookline, Mass.
Elt Norris seems to be slipping a bit. Anyway he has moved to Chagrin Falls, wherever that is, Ohio, street address 100 Franklin Ave.
We have finally located Bill Herron, and found that he is a Ford dealer doing business under the name of W. E. Herron Motor Cos., Inc., with residence at Colonial Hills, Birmingham, Ala., and business located at Homewood.
Jack Lovell has to leave a little earlier to catch his train now, as he has moved from 35 to 41 Station St., East Weymouth, Mass.
Bob Shackford has turned up at 1009 Vineyard Drive, San Gabriel, Cal. What his business is on Vineyard Drive, however, was not stated.
Stan Rockwood, who is still at Belhaven College, now is taking his meals and spending the nights at 925 Belhaven St., Jackson, Miss.
Ray Knapp has made it possible to fill up the empty spaces under his name by saying that he has three children, Valerie Cooper, Patty Lou, and Shirley Rae. They are seven, four, and two years old respectively. Ray is a captain in the United States Army, and may be reached in care of the Adjutant General, Washington, D. C. The card was mailed from New London, Conn., which I presume is where he is now stationed.
It seems that Charlie Stebbins has gone into a business which is good whether there is a depression or not. He is now the Boston representative of the Container Cap and Service Division of the Crown Cork and Seal Company.
Ev Roberts has become district manager of the engineering department of the American Mutual Liability Insurance Company at 220 North Michigan Ave., Chicago. He is at home at 7740 Marquette Ave.
Wellesley has gained a lawyer and Cambridge has lost one, as Jack Welch has moved to 118 Hundreds Road, Wellesley.
John Scotford writes as follows: "On April 15 I came to New York as editorial secretary of the Commission of Missions of the Congregational National Council, with office at 287 Fourth Ave. Where we shall live is a mystery which will not be solved until my wife arrives this summer."
During the summer Clint Elwell was made branch manager of the General Adjustment Bureau, 141 Milk St., Boston.
A clipping from a Plainfield, N. J., paper recently gives a story of the incorporation of "the Dartmouth Club of the Plainfields, Incorporated." Two of the five incorporators and trustees were 1911 men, Gabe Campbell and Jack Coggins. The Club will have offices in 217 East Front St., where John T. Coggins, registered agent, will be in charge.
While in Baltimore recently George Morris called on Harrison Robins, as a result of which I received an interesting epistle telling of the fact that Robbie comes to New England every year or two to spend his vacations. Here is the story of one of these expeditions given you from George's own pen:
"One morning over in Vermont he drove up to an attractive looking pond with an ideal camping spot on its shores. To a house in the near distance he went and asked for the proprietor of the site which had caught his eye. To this gentleman 'Robbie' explained that he would like to camp over night on the shore.
"The reply was, 'I am sorry that I cannot give you permission, but I have had so much trouble with campers and the rubbish they leave that I have had to refuse any permission for that purpose.'
" 'Robbie* replied that he was quite disappointed, saying, 'You know I used to go to Dartmouth College. I come from down in Maryland, and I just love this country up here.'
"Then came the surprising and delighting statement, 'Well, that's different. If you are a Dartmouth man the place is yours.'
"For two days the Robins family stayed, showered with kindnesses and courtesies by their host. Their pleasure was great, both in opportunity afforded them and in the gracious personality of their host.
"The gentleman whose guests they were was Mr. Frank Carpenter of Manchester, the donor of the Carpenter Fine Arts Build- ing. This Dartmouth fellowship is conta- gious."
The 1911 stork was active during the early part of the summer, being responsible for the arrival of John Bowden Dodge on May 14 and Jean Ethel Macomber on the following day, May 15. Other stork news will be given you next month.
New Hampshire surely does get these guys. Chuck Emerson is the latest victim. Chuck has bought the Maple Villa Hotel at Intervale, N. H. This is an old hotel that had been run for fifty years by a Mr. Gale, who it would seem is nearing the end of his usefulness as a hotel proprietor, while apparently Chuck is only about to commence his. It is an all-the-year-round house, so I expect that Chuck will be able to take care of 1911ers whether they are bent on trout fishing in the spring, hunting in the fall, winter sporting in the winter, or hay-fever escaping in the summer.
We of course have known it for a long time, but it is now a publicly recognized fact that Chub Sterling is one of the prominent figures of the New York business world. I would keep this as a secret except for the fact that so many men sent me the New York Central ad which appeared in the New York papers during the spring, telling why Chub thinks the Twentieth Century is a great train.
Speaking of New York business men, a recent copy of that swell magazine, Fortune, has a reasonable good likeness of Jim Mathes as he looks at his best, together with a story of the part he played in the development of the Canada Dry and his fleecing of the gullible public.
I am sure that the class will be sorry to learn of the death of Jack Bartlett's mother. While Jack was here for reunion his mother had a bad fall, breaking her hip, and her death followed shortly afterwards.
Bob Keeler has a business office in the Union Trust Building, Cincinnati, Ohio, where he represents the Guaranty Trust Company of New York city.
Although we missed Brad Patten at reunion, it was good to see him and Barbara in Hanover later in the season. Brad has really had pretty tough luck the past few months. Barbara was very seriously ill, with some form of sinus trouble I believe, or anyway something that made her very ill for a long while. Then just before the reunion while participating in a Dartmouth alumni baseball game in a round-up at Cleveland, he tripped and fell while chasing a home-run into the bushes and severed the artery and several tendons in his right wrist. He was in the hospital for a long while, but has recovered sufficiently so that he now has some use of his hand. Brad is still strong on research work, and was on his way to Woods Hole to start in where he had left off.
One day this summer there was a sort of a second reunion, when Slim Eaton from Chicago, Bill Gordon from Rutland, Vt., Gov Jordan of Concord, N. H., Newt Russell of Holyoke, Mass., and Ed Poole of Albany landed in town, all bent on seeing the sights. I guess Gov Jordan was in town on business at that. Anyway he is still able to wear a large suit of clothes and not appear lost in them. Slim and Ed were showing their young hopefuls what their future college looked like.
Secretary, Hanover, N. H,
