Class of 1926
As you read this column, the Alumni Fund campaign is well on the way to another successful conclusion. Al Louer again directs the work for our class and is anticipating another excellent year, Roosevelt Recession notwithstanding. Climb aboard the bandwagon and give something. Do not be embarrassed by any amount. Be sure to have your name on the list.
In connection with the campaign Red Merrill and Hugh Morrison are to be congratulated on the swell news letter recently sent out. Certainly it was of great interest to everyone in the class, and we shall look forward to their next release.
New York '26ers were well represented at a class dinner at the new Dartmouth Club on March 9. Among those present were Norton Van Duyn, "Tib" Tibbetts, "Chip" Chipman, George Champion, Ed Hanlon, Jack Roberts, Hinsdale Smith, Carl Allen, Snipe Esquerre, "Nick" Nickerson, George Scott, Reg Thompson, Jim Truesdale, Bob Weil, Jack Bickford, "Mac" McWilliam, Ed Fowler, Larry Kennison, Charlie Singleton, and yours truly. The club is a great improvement over the old one, and the dinner was delicious. Everyone retired to the- very splendid bar where Thompson entertained with a series of plain and fancy stories.
A few items of news were gleaned from the boys as follows: Bob Stopford is now merchandising manager of the Men's Shop at Lord & Taylor's. He recently returned from a buying trip in Europe, where we understand he acquired quite a yodel to go with the Tyrolean hats he bought.
Nick Nickerson reported a son, John Jaynes, born last July. A Wah-Hoo-Wah for Mrs. Nickerson!
Reg Thompson boasted of his charming daughter Susan Peables, who arrived last May 6. Forgive us for the belated congratulations.
Ed Fowler, the tonsil specialist, announced with glee his coming nuptials, scheduled for May 21 at Shepherdstown, W. Va. Miss Olivia Jarrett is the brideelect.
We were very pleasantly surprised to receive a letter from our illustrious Hawaiian book-peddler, Ritchie Smith. We quote from the epistle which was written on a train. Judging from the handwriting Ritchie has the palsy or the roadbed of the Wabash is in bad shape. He claims it's the latter:
"I have been promising myself to write you for a long time. I now find the time and the inclination, but the train is jiggling so, I fear the attempt will be little more than an undecipherable scribble. Any unselfish soul who undertakes the job of penning a monthly letter for the ALUMNI MAGAZINE deserves a word of thanks, even if not much news is forthcoming. Please accept a large measure of the former. As for the latter, we had a right good Dartmouth night in San Fran- cisco recently, with '26 well represented both in numbers and noise. That genial tenor from the Northwest, Gob Des Marais, has now joined our ranks—and a welcome note he adds. Carl Stanley is relatively new but rapidly establishing a place in the San Francisco circle. Bill Nigh and yours truly remain the old faithfuls. I say 'old faithfuls' advisedly, for we found at this Dartmouth night dinner that the large number of young sprouts had advanced us right up near the head of the table.
HARD TO U NDERSTAND
"We still aren't quite acclimated to Don Hoffman's not being with us, and imagine my surprise (put this in your bag of 'small world' anecdotes) in running into the old baldheaded cuss in Pocatello, Utah, at lunch the other day. Fortunately we were able to route our itineraries in such a way as to allow our driving down to Salt Lake City together, thus allowing time for a good coverage of water spilt since last we bent an elbow together.
"As you know, he is now living in Winnetka, and much to my chagrin (still admitting to a bullish trend on Calif., Inc., recent heavy dews notwithstanding) he seems to prefer the environs of Chicago.
"As for me I am getting a bit self-conscious or something on the rather constant reference during the past six or seven years to my treks to Hawaii. I have long since given up any attempt at trying to convince my friends that I really work over there with a capital W, and I shan't go into that now with you. However, as proof that the life of a traveling bookpeddler is not all 'skittles and beer' I submit an itinerary for the past ten weeks, which has taken me through California, Oregon, Washington, Montana, Idaho, and Utah and away from my wife and home for that length of time.
"Howsoever, like the proverbial Irishman who liked to get hit over the head because it felt so good when they stopped hitting him, there is always the pleasant ending to these travels to look forward to. In fact, such is the case this evening, for I am meeting Betty in St. Louis in an hour.
"I doubt if you can read this, but at least you have served as a good medium for helping to pass an otherwise long and anxious evening.
"When you see Brant, give him my best and tell him to start preparing for the shock of a letter I'm going to be writing him one of these days."
Before we leave the West Coast let us take a look at a recent issue of "Squeaks from the Golden Gate." We find therein a paragraph devoted to brother Gob Des Marais, who recently moved from Portland, Ore., to San Francisco. '26ers may find him at the regular Monday luncheons.
We also notice that Ritchie Smith heads a committee of California alumni on "Dartmouth Information" for the benefit of high school boys interested in Dartmouth.
Congratulations to the Walt Armstrongs on the birth of William David last October.
A new alumni publication entitled "The D. D. D." which stands for "Dartmouth-in-Dixie-Doings," has come to my attention, because it was distinguished by the following 1926 news:
Hoyt Hilton is at University of North Carolina taking graduate work in Romance languages.
Up in the north end of Texas, in Gladwater, Jack Straight, who's with the Empire Oil and Refining Cos., stepped into the breach a few weeks ago when an alumni interviewer was required for an aspirant in Shreveport, La., and got his man.
Traveling over much of the South from time to time in connection with the longrange educational program of the U. S. Dept. of Agriculture is Morrie Storer. His home is in Alexandria, Va.
Through the courtesy of Karl Maerker '10 we received a clipping from the Pittsburgh Press dated March 23, which displayed a picture of Ralph Thomas, who as you know is assistant cashier of the First National Bank at Pittsburgh. Ralph had just been elected chairman of the Forum Committee of the Pittsburgh Chapter of the American Institute of Banking.
New addresses which have come to our attention since last month are:
Francis C. Campbell, 130 Mound St., Fair Oaks, Pa.
Lawrence S. Kennison, 2744 Bedford Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y.
Theodore A. Rambeau, 720 Sherman St., S. E., Grand Rapids, Mich.
Clarence S. Taylor, 100 Third St., Providence, R. I.
James E. Traquair, 2985 Madison Rd., Cincinnati, Ohio.
Harry L. Thomas, with International News Service, Chicago, 111.
Secretary, Smith, Barney & Cos. 31 Nassau St., New York
