A return postal was sent October 15 to the lingering 19 of the class, asking each to tell how his family is situated; how he occupies himself; which of the other boys he has seen or heard from; how the depression has affected him; whether his region is working out of it; how he would vote; how he thought the country would vote; whether he thought, we were headed for Fascism, Communism, Reformed Capitalism, or the Demnition Bow Wows. As usual, returns are slow. As usual also, few make categorical answers. Thus far nine of the 19 have been heard from. Not a New Dealer among them. One anticipates the Demnition Bow Wows. Another (since election) thinks "God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform," but still believes that in the long pull it is He that is moving, and would like to live to see which way and how far.
Albert O. Brown, writing from Manchester, reports himself in statu quo. Has no family except his nephew ('14) who lives with him. Had a brief call from Bouton in the summer. Is coming through the depression all right, and so is his city, notwithstanding the misfortunes of the Amoskeag Manufacturing Co., with which he says the depression had little to do. Politically, he isn't predicting.
Wilberforce Sully is the subject of a biographical sketch and portrait in the September number of The Winged Foot, organ of the New York Athletic Club, of which he is a life member. He promises to write a real letter some sweet day, and probably will, as he claims to be very well.
Parkinson is now so far retired as to be hardly visible to the naked eye. Carries no responsibilities outside his home, but has enough there to keep him out of mischief most of the time. Calls from friends give him and his wife their chief pleasure, and friends have been very good to them this season. Lack of transportation facilities forbids their doing as well by their friends. Clifford Smith of '79 did him good by calling as he passed, and a call from Mr. and Mrs. Lewis Parkhurst marked a red-letter day on the family calendar.
Mrs. J. B. Gerould is home again in North Attleboro after an enjoyable season abroad. Dorothy Gerould's stepson and Joe's step-grandson, Lawrence Rogers Gordon, graduated at Dartmouth this year.
Harlow, on his way home from Chatham, where he spent the summer, stopped at Chicopee for a visit with Gray, and reports a most pleasant reunion. He had also called on Parkhurst in the summer. Harlow now tips the scale at 205. Probably will get his growth in a few more years. Who in the class outweighs him?
The date of Maxson's death as given in last month's notes was an error. It should have been September 28. By some curious mental lapse the first report reversed the dates of his death and that of his wife.
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