1936*

Dean Gidney just phoned from the potash shop where he works and told us to meet him at the bridge at 5.40, equipped with smudge-pots, whangees, and knuckledusters, and we would hie off to the Cornell game, so we have to write this bit of pinchhitting frippery for Uncle Moe Treadway in minutes and grab Fiorello's Folly up to Washington Heights and thence, as Groucho once said, "to Freedman and the open road," or was it Frank Fay?

So as you gather it this month's offering is not being dished up to you over (or under) the byline of Uncle Moe himself but by us. We prefer to remain anonymous. Oh shucks, almost anonymous. Here goes. We once wrote a column called "Nature Notes to You-All" for a weekly blackmail sheet called the Bemidji (Minn.) Handcar under the name of Rabid T. Garble. Not a pretty past to remember. There. We practically skywrote it for you.

Getting down to cases, we might as well shoot the nickle on Schulberg's letter, which Uncle Moe sent us along with ten sheets of yellow foolscap marked "send copy not later than 10th of month." Ha ha. It is hoped Schulberg will appreciate our blue-penciling the tenderer parts of his letter for general class mastication.

Well, it goes on to say: "The ALUMNI MAG. just arrived, and I read it from lusty cover to the Chesterfield ad on back." (Now here, people, is Mr. S. at his pithy- best. He might have said "The ALUMNI MAG. did not arrive, but I read it from lusty cover etc." and it would have been less gross but much crasser.—Ed. Note.)

"The boys are really beginning to whoop it up (continues he) for the Stanford game next month. Stanford was ploughed under in the opener, but Santa Clara is probably one of the strongest in the country again this year. As usual, Stanford will probably get tougher as the season progresses. We are trying to round up all the Dartmouth men in these parts to take the special with us.

"Faces that pass in the night—a couple of months ago (Flash, stop press!—Ed). I ran into Gene Kern at the Maxie Rosenbloom-Louis Nova fight. I asked him why he hadn't called me. He mumbled something about working hard but said he would. I'm still waiting. He said something . about trying to write as he wandered off into the darkness of the stadium." (Kern, write Schulberg. No more of this prodigal wandering off into darkness.— Ed.)

"The last I saw of Joe Cunningham also was one day on Ince Boulevard in Culver City, when he asked me if I knew of a good agent to peddle his stories. He also wandered off, saying he was trying to write. I'm beginning to get worried. It must be something about this d--d climate that sets us all wandering off trying to write." (Cunningham, write Kern. Schulberg is getting worried about this d--d climate that sets us all wandering off trying to write, already.—Ed.)

"The last note I had from Dan Schwartz contained a criticism of a story I did, and the news that he and his wife Jo were returning to London. I think it's his M. A. that's coming up, or maybe Ph.D. I'm still waiting to meet somebody brighter than Dan." (No argument there. Good luck in Lunnon, Dan.)

"I'm feeling pretty good today, as I just came back from a talk with Walter Wanger, and it looks as if I may do a script on 'Dartmouth Carnival' for him. He feels that the realistic, honest picture of college, sans Sonja Henie, sans Dick Powell or Joe E. Brown is still to be made, and I say bravo. He would like to do something which faithfully brings Dartmouth locale to the screen, and I think it can be done, as he wants it, with dignity and sincerity, without sacrificing any entertainment values. Anyway, I hope so, and I'm going to try hard." (The rest of the class, except a few outlying counties not heard from, also hopes so—and we can think of no one who could do a better job than able scenarist B. W. S.—Ed.)

"If all goes well, Virginia and I hope to get away from here by the end of the year, and head East. If all goes very well I would like to come back to Hanover or Norwich for a couple of months, to look up old friends and do a little writing."

Well, sir, that's a mighty nice letter. Goes on kind of mushy like for a ways, but that there above's most of it, and mighty pretty, too.

A few quick flashes just flashed in (about two weeks ago) Walt Kadlec is still in special plastics at du Pont.... nothing serious .... slight sprain Warren Davis in insurance department of Texas Company says he is trying to learn art of being a good sailor .... (how's that go again?) Jack Arnold with G-E Contracts Corporation .... says he is dunning all '36ers who bought their refrigerators on easy-payment plan .... it's not the initial cost, lady, it's old Uncle Jack Arnold dunning on yo' ol' cabin do' .... he also says Joe Bishop was third man in his class in ist year Harvard Law and that this puts him on Law Review board ... says too that Art Greene made Michigan Law Review .... Norm Sherry now with Grosset & Dunlap, who publish b00k5.... Frank Wetstein sticks with Arthur Young 8c Cos., public accountants Is Toan still with P-W?. ... Al Gibney claims he is in office of H. C. Schick, Inc., jewelry m'fgrs Chuck Stern still answers when you call production and traffic department of a well-known New York advertising agency. .... Bill Niss is a junior accountant with Arthur Andersen & Cie., N. Y Al Bedingfield is now very happily doing research for a member of the Columbia history department .... Bob Brenner has nurtured imposing moustachios and is also junior accounting along with Niss Bob Pumphrey returns to cap & g. and studies graduate eccy and education at Teachers Collitch, Columbia Bill Munson says he just completed his second year with the 5c and 10c and that Woolworth's is agreeing with him thoroughly Si Teakwood says he is still with Federal Termite Exterminators .... hm..... .... An unnamed '36 gentleman (Uncle Moe didn't send us page 2 of his letter) writes that Bill Smith, no longer in stationery, is selling investments for a Cleveland firm, carrying on his activities in same bldg. as Bax Fullerton says Bill Smith is prospering well, gaining 15 lbs. under happy, well-fed marital bliss .... says Dick Brierley is prospering with Armstrong Cork with a nice territory including Cleveland and Central Ohio we run con- tinually into Moose Newell ex-'36, who works in our building talked with Ed Fenton ex-'36, who has a sister in our building and who is tired of being unfed as a Washington newshawk and so is now hitting the Big Town anybody know where Dex-'36 Martin is? ... .

Here is a letter written to Uncle Moe by Jim Tindle: " At the DartmouthPrinceton game Walt Mertz and I ran into Al Gibney, Johnny Schulz, Bob Howland, and Doug Robertson. They all looked mighty fine and were convinced Dartmouth looked like one of the season's best I drove from Sewickley (Pa.) to the game .... Mrs. Tindle and I are now living in Sewickley and have been for the last month—ever since I have been working for the Jones & Laughlin Steel Corp.

At the Yale game, that most satisfying of all Dartmouth games to watch in recent football annals, we sat with ex-'36 Phillips, Kappler, and Ray Builter and saw dozens, of whom come to mind immediately Fred Shurts, Dick Wilson, Tommy (& Mrs.) Towers, Bob Shertz, Bob Keeler, Jacko Smith, Johnny Wiseman, Bill Ferguson, Cliff Porter, Ed McGrath, Bill McLaughlin, Tom Monagan, Chet Young, at al (Gibney).

Some of the best legal minds of the country were assembled in the musty chambers of Clark, Cleveland, Millimet & Cos. after the game, where delicious food was served out of little brief-cases. A few vandals from '37 to '41 came in and were ruled out as incompetent, irrelevant, and indolent. Bill Leonard '37 showed up with a wife, a Mrs. Leonard. Kadlec showed up with a very nice young lady from White Plains whose name we didn't catch. We played records and had a peachy time. We had beer. Leonard told nasty stories. It was ghastly, Feversham. Ghastly.

Thoughts while thinking "Variety" quotes 8-5 for Dartmouth tomorrow.... they don't miss often .... why couldn't Harry Gates have waited .... did Gidney's kid brother get good seats for us at Ithaca .... is anybody in the East in '36 specialing to Stanford, Calif will Treadway give someone permission to tell the class his startling change in plans .... will our three World's Fair schemes flop or make dough the New York delegation of '36 class diners is holding up admirably .... if you come to town call Gidney, official lunch and dinner datemaker, at the U. S. potashery We just returned from making pictures of ballerina Vera Zorina (say that fast—what euphony!) talking to Alan Campbell and Alan Campbell's wife, who is funny-lady Dorothy Parker, talking to Mrs. Hans von Kaltenborn .... and as a parting note to all '36ers, until the Alumni Fund drive starts in the spring, making pictures is good fun, even if it does interfere with the 12-hour-a-day job you're being paid to do, you slacker. Next month: "How to Groom a Horse," by Jockey Kappler.

Secretary, Lynde Lane, Williamstown, Mass.

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