Class of 1919

All these years we have been sending along our notes to the ALUMNI MAGAZINE with a fine disregard for closing dates. This comes of being in the advertising business, where nothing ever closes with a paid line in sight. We fully realized that some day the editors of this fine magazine would catch up with us, but we couldn't seem to rid ourself of our poisonous habits. Last month they caught us and there were no 1919 notes for the first time in nearly two years. We are still extremely irritated that after taking stuff as late as the fifteenth and sixteenth they should suddenly and without warning completely reform and go merrily off to press when we were only a little late. If our last month's remarks are still kicking around the editorial office we hope they will stick them in here.

Since these were written there has been the night-before-the-Harvard-game dinner, which was a gay affair with much merriment. Detailed reports of the bad behavior of nearly everyone are appearing in the current Nineteen News, which is rushing to press at this very moment and which will perhaps reach you before this issue. About 32 or 33 men showed up, and it was a grand success.

As we write this Fat Jackson is getting braced for a similar affair in New York for those lucky plutocrats who are able to take themselves to Princeton for the coming battle. We will not be there, but expect to get the lurid account by fast express and will get it on to you promptly.

The reunion committee met and was instructed by the class officers to get on the bicycle and start going. We expect the first shot to be fired this month, followed by a continuous barrage from then until June. The cards that came back in answer to Phil Bird's inquiries about dinner reservations for the class dinner carried many messages from the hinterland concerning the Fifteenth.. Apparently everybody is coming, which is as it should be.

Secretary, 87 State St., Framingham Center, Mass.