Class of 1884

E. D. Emerson with his wife went to the 55th anniversary of his graduation at Phillips Exeter last June. Four of his class of 'Bl were present. At a luncheon he attended —a la our Alumni Luncheon—after the main courses he spied a huge birthday cake, loaded with candles, coming in. Thinking it was for one of the old profs, now some 80 years or more old, Emmie applauded louder than any one else—that is, he thought so after it was over—and imagine his surprise when the cake was set down in front of him. It was his birthday, and the alumni secretary, being wise, fixed up this celebration for Emmie. "Never was I so flabbergasted," declares Emmie, "never had I been the 'hero' of a great occasion."

I must allow Emmie to tell the story of his journey to the cooling breezes and waters of Maine, because it is so well told by him and has much of interest to men of 'B4. Says he: "We traded our old Pontiacfor a new one, and left hot Buffalo lastSaturday. Roasted, tossed, and sweated inSkaneateles that night. We were at youngMrs. Kelly's. Next morning she said, 'Kand I could get little sleep, entirely in thenude.' Implied, 'Same with us.' Sundaywe drove very comfortably to Hanover. Iasked them at the Inn for the coolest roomthey had, and they gave us a northeast one,where we slept well. Called Lord by phone.He came down, and we had a good timekidding after Johnny's fashion. Mrs. Lordis not well and does not rise so early.'Johnny' himself looks plump and rosy andsmiling. My two daughters enjoyed his'kidding.' He is always very polite and fullof humor. We had a long talk. Senator Patterson—a character in Hanover during ourcollege days—wanted to make an Oregonlumberman out of George at one time.George says he would have been eight feetunderground long ago. We drove to Franklin on Monday, and had no trouble findingBurleigh in the old Judge Parsons house.He and his wife were delighted to see us.Big library at left of door, lined with booksto the ceiling, and a large wood fire place.In about half an hour who should driveup but Joe Matthews'. The spirit movedhim just at the right time to call on theBurleighs. We had an awfully jolly time.Burleigh looks much better and is muchless nervous. He has an inch or two of grayside whiskers closely clipped. He was outwith the Audubon Society recently, andsomehow slipped and sprained his ankleand broke a small bone. Very painful fortwo weeks. 'I set it myself on third attempt,and it is all right now.' That was the reasonwhy Joe called. Joe looks and is the sameas ever. His eyes don't open any wider. Ofcourse all the boys spoke of you and whata wonderful secretary we have. It was afine reunion."

Secretary, R.F.D. 1, Traverse City, Mich.