CLASS OF 1919
Most of the mail we get, and very little it is, comes in response to comment in the Nineteen News. Of course it is gratifying to know that someone reads that worthy sheet, but it makes it rather difficult to turn out anything worth much in this here column which keeps popping up every month. We have the feeling that the class ought to get rich somehow and send the ALUMNI MAGAZINE to everyone. There was a day when its management used to put on the pressure and you finally ended up by subscribing, but since it has got all dressed up and popular they let you take it or leave it alone. Nineteeners are notoriously procrastinators, and we feel that there are a big bunch who should pry two dollars off the bank roll and send it to Hanover. What do you say?
Red Steel Hoop McCleery writes in from Sharon, Pa., to set us straight as to just why, how, and where Spider has moved. He states that Spider's jump West was a big promotion and that we may expect Rolls Royces and uniformed chauffeurs at the Fifteenth. Also, "Hope the advertising business is better than the steel business." The answer to which is that the unfilled tonnage is tremendous, which is not so good.
Still there's the hemp business. Paisley was in town a while ago, and he said there wasn't any business, which was a good thing, for with prices what they are if they sold anything they wouldn't make any money. He then journeyed to Cape Cod on business, and seeing him afterward we asked him what luck. "Great," he said, "they only sent back seventeen bales." During dinner he talked a lot about the Garden City Badminton League, and somehow we got the impression that he was pretty good. We took him down to the local courts and laughingly said he would probably be amused to watch us beginners. Well, it was pathetic. He milled around here and there, getting under foot. Two brand-new birds were knocked right down his throat and never recovered. Finally, we put him over in the boys' class, and he had the time of his life.
"We were sorry to hear that Norm Sterling and his wife were in a very serious automobile accident about eight weeks ago. Norm was in the hospital for about five weeks, and Mrs. Sterling is still there, although she is recovering slowly.
The only other news is that from the Alumni Records Office, which sends us change of address slips, no matter how busy the rest of us are. We will pass them on to you, and hope you find them dull enough so that you will sit dow-n and write a fellow a letter once in a while. Ken Matheson is with the Vacuum Oil Co., 61 Broadway, N. Y. C. . . . There is an Elijah W. Cunningham of 42 Sheffield Road, Newtonville, Mass., which must be our Bill of Boston Post fame trying to fool the college administration . . . Arnold Tew is living in Woonsocket, R. I., and there is nothing to indicate why . . . Oscar Lewis is with the Ethgol Gasoline Corp., 1004 Court Square Bldg., Baltimore, Md. . . . Wentzle Ruml's address is the Bryn Mawr Apartments, Dayton, Ohio . . . John Shelburne is physical director of the Crispus Attucks High School, Indianapolis, Ind.—and who would want a better one . . . Norm Godbe lists himself care of George Vallery and Co., Denver, Colo. . . . Henry Wilkinson is a physician and surgeon at 49 Pearl St., Hartford, Conn. . . . Art Brentano, big New York book merchant, is living at 34 N. Maple St., E. Orange, N. J. . . . John Vliet is poultry farming in North Stonington, Conn. . . . A. B. Eastman, specialty salesman, is living at 41 St. Nicholas Terrace, N. Y. C.
Indirectly we have received word from Jim Wilson that Louis Rector, who was taken sick about six months ago, is not getting along as well as we first heard. He is at the St. Francis Hospital, Pittsburgh, and getting a little discouraged at being there so long, for which no one could blame him. We feel sure that Louie would be cheered considerably if he got a short note from some of the boys. Things like that help a lot, and we are all rooting for Louie to be back on his feet as soon as possible.
Secretary, Brush Hill Rd., Framingham, Mass.
