As promised in the previous issue, we have finally interviewed Sleigh and White regarding their recent trip to Der Vaterland, which was about as we expected: We quote:
"Handicapped as I zvas by the responsibility of conducting our two classmates,Lyn White and Red Martin, the tripnevertheless proved most interesting andinstructive. In spite of their inexperiencein foreign travel and their profound ignorance as to the language and customs ofthe German people, by dint of my ownability, experience, and resourcefulnessand the use of my fluent German, I wasable to run the tour off to my completesatisfaction, keeping them out of the handsof the police and customs officials, catching most of the trains, and losing littleluggage except a few odd coats, pants, hats,and minor items of the sort.
"Going up the Rhine by steamer gaveus an opportunity to sample some of theexquisite Rhine and Mosel wines and toview the vineyards as best we could between castles. We also found the beer toour liking and much to be recommended,a brew pleasing to the taste, excellent inquality, moderate in price, and sufficientin quantity, due we presume to some pastexperience in brewing. Prohibition evidently has been repealed somewhat longerin Germany than in this country.
"Thanks to my careful arrangementsbeforehand, we found our Faltboats (afolding rubber canoe of the kyack variety,much in use there) awaiting us, as werealso two German companions, and ourtrip down the Main from Wurzburg nearlyto Aschaffenburg was a high-spot of theentire sojourn. Frankfurt and particularlyOld Heidelberg saw us for longer than wehad intended to stay, but even then we leftthem with regret (on our part at least),and their charm will not soon be forgotten.
"While this tour was designed to be different, we conceded to the tourist viewpoint one cathedral, two museums, and acastle or two, as well as the picturesqueold towns of Rothenburg and Nurnberg,and were well repaid. Munich, however,was the focal point, and it saw much ofus, perhaps indeed too much. The policekindly refrained on two occasions fromarresting members of the party when Iexplained in my unimpeachable Germanthat they did not understand that it wasunlawful to push a bicycle the wrong wayup a one-way street or to cross streets atthe wrong place.
"Leaving delightful Munich for a fewdays, we did the Bavarian Alps on bicycles, much to the interest of the cattle ina high alpine pasture, where our bicyclesand a German custom official sent us.Mittenwald of violin fame, Oberammergau, locale of the Passion Players, Linderhof and Neuschwanstein with their fairycastles of the mad King Ludwig 11 sawand enjoyed our Bavarian costumes before we returned to Munich intact, including Red's pants, which for one reason oranother gave us no end of trouble. Thehistory of those pants would itself fill alarge and amusing volume: lost in Frankfurt at traintime; dried in the kitchen inOberammergau while their owner stayedin bed; dragged through the mud of cowpastures in the Alps; cleaned and pressedand mislaid by the tailor in Munichtheir adventures and misadventures willregale the neighboring pieces in the museum where I trust they will ultimately beplaced. Red's forthcoming literary effort,'lm Deutschland ohne Hosen,' shouldprove a best seller.
"A final fling at Munich, then a whirlwind windup in Berlin finished the tour,but, I am happy to say, not the tourists.Among our choicest souvenirs would havebeen the Bavarian orchestra which we purchased in the Cafe Haus Vaterland in Berlin, but which unfortunately would not gointo a suitcase already filled with castles,cathedrals, museums, and like trinkets forthe folks at home.
"The crossing and return were not without incident, but time does not permit thenarration of the details, except for one ortwo incidents which should not pass without comment. The carelessness of a stewardin placing a bunk ladder against the wallinstead of the bed nearly became seriouswhen a member of the party in an absentminded moment climbed the ladder androlled out of the transom instead of intohis bunk. Some consternation was alsocaused by White's violent arguments withthe captain over the navigation of the ship,and when Red with the help of fifteenstewards was unable to find a 'fourth forbath' it seemed for a time as though the entire trip was ruined.
"In closing let it be noted that the writeris willing and indeed solicits inquiries asto the cost and details of his impersonallyconducted tours, but insists upon the bestof references as to prospective members ofthe party (he has learned the necessity ofthis measure by painful experience). Hisexclusive tours have many advantages, including the use of the famous 'Noch Einz'system of spoken German for the tourist,invented by Martin, and the exclusive useof the patented rear vision mirror developed by White to enable the tourist to tellat a glance just where he has been. Forfurther details write or wire today, as onlya few reservations are left.
"Very truly yours, "DOCTOR SLEIGH."
A letter from Marshall O. Edson '91 brings the gratifying news that son Andy has laid aside his VICE and as of October 1 became honest-to-goodness CONSUL at Mukden, Manchuria. The College and the class can well be proud of "Four-Point" Andy. He entered the consular service six years ago and this is his third promotion.
We are grateful to Whit Campbell for the news: "My North Shore informants tellme that the Democrats of Waukegan, Ill.,are grooming George (Tiger) Lyon as theirnominee for state's attorney of Lake county.George, who is now a member of the Democratic Central Committee in Lake County,and a member of that committee's executivecommittee, is denying it all." Thanks, Whit, for the news, and we want more from Chicago, New York, Cleveland, and other centers or outposts.
Hort Conrad is in the retail coal business with Crerar-Clinch Coal Cos., Chicago, and some nights can be found at home at 955 Green Bay Road, Hubbard Woods, 111.
. . . . Dana Bevins, demon photographer, has joined the legion of Wah-Hoo-Wahs with Shell Eastern Petroleum, Inc., N. Y. C., and is living in Jackson Heights
Hank Bjorkman is with Parker McElroy, brokers, at 120 Broadway, New York City, and lives at 1435 Lexington Ave., Apartment 6-A Jim Curry has moved to Williamstown, Mass., where he is connected with the Thompson Chemical Laboratory.
. . . . Ken Hill gained a friend for life when he persuaded Eddie Pease to motor to the Yale game and procured a seat for him on the 491/2-yard line. Eddie has forgotten business in his zeal to get up a boat party for the Princeton game Buck Friedroann has moved to 4345 Woodland Ave., Drexel Hill, Pa His pal, Butch Sailer, was seen at New Haven along with "ank Brick, Terry McGahan, Eddie Blake, and others.
As this goes to press we are saddened by the announcement of the untimely death of walt Irvine. The New York Heraldtribune of November 6 says that he died on November 4 at the Norwalk General Hospital (Connecticut, we assume) from "injuries received in a fall November 3." An obituary will appear in the January issue.
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