SAN FRANCISCO CELEBRATES

The gang started for the Wawona Pow Wow Friday and Saturday, September 4 and 5. Selden Smith '97 and his gang of six, Mrs. Smith, Shirley, Ritchie '26, Dave '35, and Grandma Ritchie, were the largest group here. And there was Herb Follett 'O3, his wife and two children, Jimmy Norton 'OB, who blew in from the south with Daniel Webster Coakley 'l6. Dan immediately hooked up with Jack English 'l6, and they carried on an uninterrupted bull session for two days. Guy Spokesfield 'lO arrived with a car full of golf clubs all set to trim the crowd. Irrepressible Robie '12, California's famous "desert rat," blew in from the mountain tops with the old model T going full blast and with his portable organ strapped on behind. Tommy Tomfohrde 'l5 and his wife Dorothy came up ahead of the crowd. Tom Flint '24 drove up alone, laden with golf clubs and cards. Rollie Howes '27 came a day late. Our genial president, A 1 Livingston 'l5, was very much present. He came up with Chuck Faye '3O and Jack English.

The party was smaller than we expected but everyone was out for a good time. The golfers were at it morning and afternoon, with Selden Smith, Guy Spokesfield, and Herb Follett cleaning up on the crowd. Due to the serious shortage of water the fairways were dry, but the greens were in good shape. The beauty of the surroundings here among the big trees made up for any deficiency in the course. The younger members of the party spent a good deal of time in the swimming pool in the lawn in front Of the hotel.

Sunday night was gala night. After dinner the gang assembled in the dance hall. Jack English was master of ceremonies and Robie pumped away at the organ. The hum was going at full blast when Rollie and Chuck rigged up with feather head-dresses pulled out of Wawona's best feather duster did a war dance for the crowd as Chief "How" and Chief "Howcome." Ritchie Smith entertained with some songs, and his voice is as good as ever.

There was a good deal of plain and fancy sitting indulged in. We thought of giving a prize for the longest sitter, but the sport became too popular and threatened to halt the party. Today, Monday, was quiet, as most of the crowd left. Tonight, however, the Smiths, Tomfohrdes, Robie, Jack, Guy, and Chuck were still here. We had another hum that was great. All the old time songs were sung, and we were so ambitious we tried the Hanover Winter Song. We finished up with "Men of Dartmouth," and I know that all of us envied Dave Smith, who leaves Thursday to enter the class of '35.

No votes were taken, but it wasn't necessary to vote this a "heluva" good party.

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