CLASS of 1911
It appears now that Cap Hedges is a triplet or some such thing. At any rate the Cedar Rapids Gazette and Republican, in a recent feature story, tells how Cap and two other Cedar Rapids men look so much alike that they are constantly mistaken for one another. A part of the account may interest you.
"Like the earlier models, Horace 'Cap' Gabriel Hedges, 43, a vice-president of the Hedges Company, who has been in real estate business in Cedar Rapids for twenty years, doesn't shine at the card table. He'd much sooner broil a steak over a camp fire—Turner, too, is keen about picnics.
"Although the baby of the group, 'Cap' is the middle man, he is 5 feet, 10 inches tall and weighs 185 pounds. His hair is brown, eyes a gray-blue; and his favorite color for suits is either the gray chosen by Turner or the blue worn by Robbins.
"The real estate man leads a life more active than that of his fellow triplets. With four sons he has to fight for his rights and keep in trim to do it. Sometimes he plays a little golf or goes fishing, but handball affords a better workout for a chap who likes to mow the back lawn and gets to only when he beats the youngsters to it. If 'Cap' wants to hold the title in his own home he'll have to go into training. In the last wrestling match with David, the football-playing son now filling his shoes at Dartmouth, the father was chucked into a closet.
"There are three sons at home—all younger. Where will 'Cap' be by the time Horace, Jr., now eight years old, makes the Dartmouth team?
"Don't worry. He knows how to take care of himself, for his hobby is officiating in football and basketball contests. In the last twenty years he has officiated at 250 football games and 700 basketball matches.
"Anyone who wishes to greet any of the Cedar Rapids 'triplets' can feel at liberty to call out the first name that pops into his mind.
"Should you say, 'How do you do, Mr. Turner,' it will not prove life's most embarrassing moment. 'Cap' Hedges will just grin, answer 'hello,' and go on.
"Or, if you happen to be the fellow who called out, 'Hey, Colonel—just a minute, I want to talk business,' you may remember that 'Cap' said, 'You think I'm Robbins, don't you?'
" 'Doggone it,' you stammered, 'I know you, and I know the colonel—can't imagine what got into me.'
"Do not worry about that. It's gone much further. There was the woman who stepped up to Mrs. Hedges' mother and said, 'Your son-in-law conducted such a nice funeral service today.'
"And there's Dave Turner's cousin, who started to discuss family affairs with 'Cap' Hedges.
"There's even the shop girls, who've been known to say, 'Shall I charge it, Mrs. Turner?' when Mrs. Hedges made a purchase."
A card from Paul Briggs states that he was married to Vera Pagels, April 10, 1930, and announces also that he has a daughter, Janet Briggs, bom last August. Paul also has changed his business firm, now being with Hicks and Hodges Company, 92 So. Market St., Boston.
Jack Coggins sent in a clipping from a Plainfield paper with a picture of John Scotford and a story of his wanderings through Mexico and South America. The reason for this publicity was that John was the guest preacher at the First Congregational church there.
Howard Morton's address has been received as Hollet St., No. Scituate, Mass. I am without further information as to what he is doing, however.
Ernest Morrill has taken a new pastorate at Albion, Neb.
The following announcement has just been received:
"Mr. and Mrs. James Augustus Sheedy announce the marriage of their daughter Katharine Marguerite to Mr. Robert Harrington Sanderson on Thursday, the twenty-ninth of October, nineteen hundred and thirty-one, Sunset Hill Farm, Pittsfield, New Hampshire."
Old Greenwich, Conn., has enticed Guy Steeves to move his happy home from Sound Beach. Apparently Guy solicits letters rather than callers, since the only address we have is Box 327.
I have just received from Warren Carter news of the death of Bob Saxton's son Romaine. I give you the story in his words:
"I am dropping you a line to tell you of the tragic death of Bob Saxton's oldest son, Romaine, which occurred on Saturday night, October 31. He was a very fine boy, and had only just entered the University of Minnesota. He was on his way home, with some other youngsters, from a Hallowe'en party at Lake Minnetonka, when another car forced the car in which he was riding off the road, and, as a result, it overturned, killing one of the other boys, as well as Bob's son. The services were held yesterday afternoon at the chapel in Lakewood Cemetery in Minneapolis, and there were quite a few of Bob's old Dartmouth friends and acquaintances there."
Secretary, Hanover, N. H.
