Class of 1911
Both members of the class who hold honorary degrees from Dartmouth had occasion to be in Hanover during the past month. Walter Morgan was here to visit his boy Raymond, who is now one of the popular members of the sophomore class. Walter was called East by the death of his mother in Lancaster, N. H.
Later Bob Barstow was here. He preached an admirable sermon in the College Chapel and met many of the students in various informal conferences. Dorothy insisted on coming along with Bob to make sure he conducted himself properly while in town. Bob, you know, has become a very ardent yachtsman, and spends part of each summer sailing the broad Atlantic. The pair have won a name for themselves as being excellent hosts and have given pleasure to many of their 1911 friends. During the rest of the year Bob spends nearly all his week-ends away from home, conducting church services on various college and school campuses.
Again Abe Winslow of San Francisco gives us fresh information in his "Squeaks" about another 191 ler who has slipped out of our clutches during the past few years. Reference is to Bob Shackford, last located in Alhambra, Calif., but now reported to be with the Fernstrom Paper Cos., 200 Davis St., San Francisco. Abe described him as another active member, because just as soon as Bob got into town he looked up Dartmouth in the telephone book, gave him a call, and found out when the first luncheon was to be.
The following notice appeared in the daily papers recently:
"James M. Mathes, vice-president ofN. W. Ayer Son, Inc., and executive headof the New York office since 1919, resignedfrom the company yesterday. He had beenwith the organization for twenty-fouryears. Mr. Mathes is a director in a number of corporations and pressure from outside work compelled him to leave the Ayerorganization."
This was confirmed later by a letter from Jim himself, who wrote, "I haven't had areal vacation for so long that I don't knowwhat it feels like, so I am just going totry one."
A special notice from the secretary of the Dartmouth Club of Northern New Jersey informs me that Jack Russell represented the class of 1911 at the annual dinner of this organization in New Jersey recently.
Speaking of dinners, Jack Ingersoll, that guy who probably has more hot dope on 1911 men than any other two men put together, writes that 1911 was represented at the Boston dinner by Johnnie Card, Bendy Griswold, Dick Paul, Ted Harvey, Gabe Farrell, and himself. Then he adds, "Youhave got to hand it to me for rememberingso many names. Chet Butts still says theonly two 1911 men I knew were Jack Marksand Bowler Johnson." Incidentally, it is pleasing to know that Jack has been assigned by Walter Okerson to officiate at seven games this fall.
Our sympathy to Chick Jordan in the loss of his father last November. Many of the class will remember Mr. Jordan because of his very great interest in Dartmouth, which was evidenced by his frequent attendance at various college functions, where many of the class had opportunity to become acquainted with him. He had not missed a Harvard-Dartmouth football game since the time when Chick and some of the rest of us were freshmen in college. His death has made it necessary for Chick to close his Syracuse home and return to Wakefield, Mass., so he is now back at the old home at 9 Jordan Ave.
Since Pat Partridge made a more or less slanderous remark concerning one Dick Whelden in a recent letter which was published in this column, I think it is only fair to allow Dick equal publicity concerning the incident. Moreover, it is interesting to get a peek into the inner circle of 47 West 34th St. This invitation of course was intended for me alone, so I hope you will not embarrass Dick by all accepting it. Here you are:
"I note in a recent issue that I was pagedby your Hartford correspondent. I justwant to say that at last I know what a college education is good for. I have wonderedwhether that sth year Tuck was worthwhile, but after experiencing the craftsmanship of Pat in rescuing me from theminions of the law, who were keeping mefrom celebrating Thanksgiving at Newtonbecause of what they call the 'violation ofthe rules of the road' in Connecticut, Iknow it sure was.
"I presume you get to New York oncein a while, and, the first time you have afew spare minutes on your hands, give usa ring. We are in the telephone book, andhave a unique place about 15 minutesfrom 42d St., just south of WashingtonSquare (606 Marbridge Bldg., 47 West 34thSt). We live in a commmiity garden arrangement with a row of houses on twosides of a block, and have the interveningspace landscaped and terraced into individual gardens and a large center green.It is really worth while seeing, and I thinkit would amaze you to realize that one canhave a bit of country in the heart of thecity."
I am sure all of the class will be as sorry as I was to learn of the news recently received from Mert Wilson about Riley Young, namely, that he has been confined for several months in a Nassau county sanitarium in Farmingdale, Long Island, where he has been threatened with tuberculosis. He has, however, shown a vast improvement, and is now making a good recovery.
On one of these March evenings recently when the slushy snow was falling in bucketfuls I turned the dial of the radio about and heard somebody say something about buying for the Navy. It turned out to be Lieutenant Commander Odlin, who was usurping the air for a time to tell about the work of the Navy Purchasing Bureau. I enjoyed the talk, but reserved judgment of course until I saw in the next morning's Herald Tribune loud headlines telling of the address and quoting at considerable length from it. Therefore I decided that it was all quite in order.
Secretary, Hanover, N. H.
