Hill's letters from Stanford University library give an account of Curran Clark and Worthen of '76. Clark appears to be in good health. Two stanzas he read at a Dartmouth gathering last June, in San Francisco, follow.
I AM NOT OLD
I am not old, so why should I, With aspirations soaring high, To such false thoughts give heed? Thoughts are the blocks with which I play And build my castles day by day. To age I give no heed.
GOLDEN DAYS
From Golden Gate to Granite State On wings of thought away From Ocean's sands to Eastern lands "Tis memory wends its way To glimpse again the days of yore, Our glorious days in Hanover.
One receives the impression from Hill's letters that the call of a '76 classmate on Worthern and his daughter at Oakland would be a delightful experience. Though seriously impaired in eye sight Worthen finds a certain amount of physical work daily a satisfaction.
Hunt sends a long letter giving an ac- count of the activities of his sons, and of a grandson just graduated from college; he mentions his health as good, except for lameness, and his wife as "spry as a cricket." He gives an interesting account of the surroundings of his home in southern California and the special advantages of the region.
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