Class of 1918
"Spent a little time in New Englandthis summerwrites Dwight Edson (Edson Petroleum Co., Houston, Tex.), "butso little that I didn't get to see many of'18. During my few minutes in Boston,thanks to the address book, got to seeRalph Clark and Ken Jones. With mywife, two eldest children, Stan Bates andfamily, took a trip to Hanover and theWhite Mountains. Hardly recognized theOld place with all the new buildings.Stopped over night at Ravine Camp onMoosilauke, and then went on up to Mt.Washington, stopping over night at Lakeof the Clouds hut. Found both places wellstaffed with present generation Dartmouth, and they are certainly one up onour day in the cooking line. Or perhapsI was hungry. Ran into other Dartmouthundergraduates all over the mountains, asthey seem to have taken over the area.Hope to be able to plan my next trip forthe 20th, but it's a hard trek with fourchildren."
Dick White, research specialist, diseases of ornamentals, at the State of New Jersey Agricultural Experiment Station, New Brunswick, crashes through in this vein: "The only dirt I know is that Doc Barrettof Springfield is apparently a most successful physician. 1 dropped in on him threetimes this summer, finally to be informedby a neighbor that he was on a completesummer's vacation! This business of beinga plant doctor is certainly not as lucrative;I think I will change my profession. I wasagain elected secretary-treasurer of theNational Shade Tree Conference." .... Goshamighty, but hasn't Ernie Earley caught unshirted hades from a good many of our aging classmates. Everyone seems to hate to pay class dues (me, too) and most of us figure we're more nearly paid up than we actually are. Then when the MAGAZINE moves up the date on which the class must pay for its subscriptions—and Ernie has to advance the due date on class tax—well, what a wail goes up. Truth of the matter is, Ernie puts out a lot of work, keeps books, and all that, and is due a vote of thanks rather than the thinly veiled comments which would strike terror in a heart stronger than his. Having written this, there's nothing left for your . Secretary to do but practise what I'm preaching and mail a check for $3.50 to Ernie Heartbroken Earley at 16 Court St., Brooklyn. And if you're as tired as I am over these appeals for dues, why not end the appeals for a year at least by going and doing likewise? I ask you.
Marshall Leavitt taught in junior high at Randolph, Mass., last year and is back at it again this season. Says he hopes to get UP to Hanover for some of the football this fall....Wilbur Kurtz (Cleveland) threatens to secede if the Big Green doesn't come through at Yale. Seems he's had standing bets on the Yale game all these years Paul Mather is now at the U. S. Navy Yard, Portsmouth, N. H. Shop superintendent, in charge of all the shop work incident to the building of two submarines a year. Wears all the stripes a lieutenant commander is entitled to als—or have you managed still another promotion by now, Paul?
Walt Wiley recently took over the pulpit in the Congregational church at Walpole, N. H. You can reach him at Box 156, Walpole, and at some of the football games this fall Some address changes: Perry A. Hull now at 225 Broadway, N. Y. C. Ivan Prowattain with the Ajax Electrothermic Corp., Trenton, N. J., as auditor. Living at 1428 Stuyvesant Ave., Trenton. Charles C. Jones may now be reached at 2133 F. St., N. W„ Washington, D. C. Henry (Ru) Hesse is living in Apt. 9A, 164 East 72d St., N. Y. C. Florimond D. Duke resides at Greens Farms, Conn., and is vice-president at News-Week, Inc., in the big city.
Ah! but here's some more about Duke. He has been commissioned (no kidding) a lieutenant-colonel on the staff of the governor of Texas! Our private operatives in Gotham report that the job requires a $350 uniform and his presence at the laying of all corner-stones. It seems the only difference between a Kentucky colonel and one of the Texas species is that there are about 15,000 of the former and only 150 of the latter. Colonel F. Dusossoit Duke is said to have renamed his Connecticut estate "Mint Julep Plantation" and struts about in a long Tom Hefflin coat, a big black hat, shoestring bow tie, etc. Our private operative in chief declares: "Hehad to go a hell of a long way from hometo get on a governor's staff. Next thingwe know, we'll be hearing that BlimpMorey has been commissioned an ensignin the Ethiopian Naval Reserve, attachedto the staff of Haile Selassie."
Speaking of Morey, he is said to have been up in Hanover during September, entering Harry Sinclair's son in the freshman class, and doubtless doing his best to help the Chi Phis get a new house Ed Mader, gentleman farmer from upstate New York, recently reported having gone to Florida to operate a big hotel, was glimpsed on Broadway. So?
Class dinner—in New York! The date: Friday night, November 22, the night before the Princeton game. Place: the Dartmouth Club of New York. The time: 6:30 o'clock. Make a note of it right now, as all indications are this will be the biggest Eighteen gathering held in the big city since Hector was the proverbial pup. .... Fat Hardie got away from Cleveland long enough, the end of September, to amble into Boston and grace the Dartmouth Club table at the Parker House. The class of '18 meets there every Monday Harvey Hood and the Missus were among those present at the Norwich game in Hanover on September 28.
Amos Blandin postcards in of his meeting with Jake Bingham: "It is with bitterregret that I inform you Jake is slipping.I asked him the middle name of a Dartmouth alumnus of the class of 1846 and ittook Jake almost 20 seconds to think of it,instead of snapping it out right away." .... But Mrs. Jake (Ruth) comes through with some news. Their family spent the summer at Squirrel Island. The young son and heir impersonated John Merrill '38, leader of the Island orchestra and won the prize for the most original costume at the children's masquerade. The Binghams also visited Bar Harbor and recommend its beauties (natural) to all touring Eighteeners.
Harold Glendening heard from at last! "Very busy in various litigation matters," sez he. This New York attorney may be found at 63 Wall St., with Cotton, Franklin, Wright, and Gordon George Davis Jr., New Rochelle, makes news by admitting he is still rooting for F. D. R. .... Here are some more address changes for you to enter in your book: Byron Noone, now living at 83-10 35th Ave., Jackson Heights, N. Y James S. Carpenter, assistant credit manager, Colonial Beacon Oil Co., 378 Stuart St., Boston Leslie C. Merrell gives his address as c/o Rennie, 122 West 80th St., New York City If you see Hal Doty, our Mid-Western correspondent, or George Stoddard, our Coast ditto, ask 'em what the hell. They just won't unload any gossip.
Hubie McDonough again coaching Manchester (N. H.) High football team. The Eddie Emersons (Boston) may have an announcement ere long. Both Jake Bingham and Ed Ferguson mention visits to Dick Cooley's china shop. Wish the original Richard Levi would send me a second-hand set of old-fashioneds! . . . .
The postcards are beginning to drift in. Mebbe we'll have a hotsy-totsy column for the next issue. By the way, have you started saving the pennies for our 20th in 1938! There are plans, me lads, plenty plans.
S. Burt Jones (Stan to you) postcards in from his N. Y. advertising atmosphere: "Tom Groves is in N. Y, C., and goingthrough a student reincarnation by studying for an M.A. at Columbia. He aims to bethe first Eighteener to get a degree whilewearing a long grey beard. Mike Pounds recently had five stitches taken in his lefteyebrow as a result of getting fresh withhis cousin, Jones—a bad man when arousedby drunks, old ladies, and crippled newsboys. To E. H. Barley: all the boys aresore because they did not get Ernie's annual pep report letter from his insurancecompany convention at Milwaukee thissummer, (adv.) How about it, Em, areyou below Peebles and Slabchellowitz thisyear, hey?"
Herm Whitmore, Haverhill box-boarder, had a surpise visit a few weeks ago—Frank Clahane dropped in. Lymie Burgess still residing in Montclair, N. J., trying to keep up with two debutante daughters, and persuading customers of J. & W. Seligman Co. of Wall St. to drop an occasional order. Clarence E. Tower, Niagara Falls, already making plans to visit Hanover next June. Imagine the informal summer reunion idea will appeal to him—and many others. Most of you haven't mailed in to ye Secretary the postcard sent you some weeks ago. If you've misplaced it, break down, splurge to the extent of a three-cent stamp, and pass along some dirt. You will? Fine!
Secretary, 811 Norris Bldg., Atlanta, Ga.
