Class of 1931

It just could not be helped, gentlemen. It's the first time in the history of the column that I've missed, and I'm genuinely sorry.

Here's a cheery bit from Sey Burge:

Happy New Year, and may we all havesome financial reverses! Doesn't it makeyou chuckle to think of some of us stillin the pursuit of learning from books andstill taking exams? Just finished those forthe first quarter of my junior year inmedicine before Christmas, and look veryomniscient, to the laity, in a white coat,and well stocked with 16-cylinder wordsmeaning "sore throat" or "hang-over."However, one does need a lot of syllablesto express various emotions and impressions in charity obstetrical work—it's allvery stimulating.

Saw Cliff Powers and Stew Rose andthe latter's very charming wife in TerreHaute, Ind., during the vacation, as wellas a girl who seems very fond of that oldjokester F. Post McCord. Johnnie Cogs-well's wedding was a great event for theNorth Shore, but he's no doubt broughtthe new missus over to show to Park Ave.by now. Beckwith came through on his wayto serenade an Evansville, Ind., beauty, butthen went back to plows in Geneva, N. Y.By the way, Rose's greatest success to date,he says, is a cocktail 75% alcohol andpalatable.

SEY.

Forrie Norris toddled in on us last week, and we're looking for another visit from him before long. Says the real estate business around Boston is getting along better now that he's decided to get active. That Oyster Harbor place, so familiar to many of us, is also setting new records. Think of it, in times like these!

Here's a thriller! Take a look at this:

Without any explanation (as is the custom) the writer received a card on which was printed the following two names:

Miss Elizabeth Virginia Darrah Mr. Frederick William Tetzlaff

We presume it's an engagement, so here's luck, Freddy.

Ole Henkle Reno out in Macomb, good old Macomb, Ill., says the insurance business is flourishing. As the applications come marching in, Henk meets 'em with the retort, " Is your note good?" And they counter rather deftly with, "What of it?"

Ralph Dickerman is a Benjamin Franklin Hoteler in Philadelphia.

Frank McCord, who used to swim around Spaulding Pool in Hanover, now swims around Lennen and Mitchell, Inc., advertising agency, only they call it researching whenever they find him working. 'S a good business, this advertising agency business, isn't it, Frank? Just so long as the days stay within the 24-hour limit.

There's a new magazine out called Modern Youth which might easily develop into a Dartmouth 1931 affair. Outside of a Rockwell Kentish sort of cover, I couldn't find a single illustration which hadn't been produced by our own Ab Epstein (who by the way, is nom-de-artisting as Abner Dean). And a feature story with considerable character has been by-lined Charles O'Neill—none other than the old Majorca-Dublin express hisself. It looks like a sah-well book. All contributors are limited to the 30-year-old mark, so everyone in the class has a chance except Granpa Andres.

Dick Holbrook, who is now with Kenyon and Eckhardt, an advertising firm in New York, helps out the column with the following:

Jim Lyall pulled a new one. Hisfirst bid for fame was to organize plans topromote an intercollegiate bridge tourney.But after figuring profit and loss hedropped that scheme. Then he startedlooking-for-a-job. They, weren't. He madequite a few stabs at the department stores-Sorry, there are no openings at present.Maybe if you came back later. Finally theemployment director at Macy's got tiredof handing Jim turn-downs. Result: hemade an opening especially for Jim andhired him for it. The job consists in assisting said employment director in the taskof shooing them away with "no-sorry-later." Smoky Joe Adams, says Dick, is nolonger with the "Daily News," he's now reporter at large and story writer for theNew York "Evening Journal." GeorgeConklin is in his third year of architectureat Penn. Jim Frame and Ed Mecutchen encountered at Ocean City, N. J., says Dick,and Rod Clarke is making steady progresswith the New England Mutual Life Insurance Company in Boston. Thanks a lot for the dope, Dick.

Several men have asked about the effortsof your scribe, if any. He's in the advertising agency business in New York city. Heworks like hell. He loves it. And he's havinga swell time, and wishes you were here.And he means it. And since this is achance to give his new client some publicity, he's inviting you to listen in to theSloan's Liniment radio program. It's called"Twenty Thousand Years in Sing Sing"with Warden Lawes. It's on the WJZ-NBCnetwork and begins Sunday night, January22. The research involved necessitatedseveral trips up the river, and despite thecareful search, he has to admit he did notfind a single Thirty-oner.

The class baby contest recently introduced to these columns has created quite a stir. Misto Dickerson, who is more than a contemporary, maintains that all entries must originate with them as has wedding dates after Commencement, 1931. Well, that puts a new light on things. As a matter of fact, it re-opens the whole contest. *

Headed for the goal line! Shep Wolf "Jr."

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