Class Notes

New York

December 1939 Malcolm G. Rollins '11
Class Notes
New York
December 1939 Malcolm G. Rollins '11

THERE'S BEEN A pretty collegiate tinge to the Club the past two weeks or so. The Friday before the Yale game saw the Alumni Council gathered for its annual New York meeting, with business sessions and luncheon bringing together administration and alumni in an impressive gathering.

On that day, and on many others too, a seat in any of the Club's three dining rooms was almost a premium.

Saturday saw the usual merry gang tooting along to New Haven for the perennial Yale game outing—a most satisfactory one, too, as anyone will know from the account of the game.

The next Saturday's foray into the flat lands of Jersey was nowhere near as auspicious—what with the annoying clutches of far flung passes that the Princetonians accomplished. However, the train was a success as always, with is cars well filled.

The night before the Princeton game was celebrated with a well attended smoker, at which movies of last year's game were shown, and a good talk, by Dr. Edward O'Brien of Boston, was heard.

The availability of the Club's facilities for private parties is getting increased attention, with the results that members are booking way ahead in order to be certain of dates. Among the men or organizations which have used the Club recently have been Dr. Pullen, E. E. Butts, R. Barrett, Chris Hackett, the Touchdown Club, Georgia Tech. Alumni, the Campfire Asso- ciation, and the ALUMNI MAGAZINE com- mittee with class treasurers.

Plans for Dartmouth Night promise an interesting and worthwhile program, with Bill Knibbs 'O5 the master of ceremonies.

The New York crowd is losing one good and loyal club member next spring when Mart Remsen forsakes the realm of torts and escrows and departs for his new farm on the Etna Road. (Hanover Gazette please copy!)

The Club bridge team failed to distinguish itself in the opening match against Columbia on November 2, going down in rather tame fashion. Better luck next time, we hope. For the benefit of bridge players, the card room is being revamped, with new furniture and more adequate lighting equipment, which should please the Saturday afternoon regulars, and bring reenforcements.

The 40 cent luncheon at the Club and the 65 cent dinner, both regular daily features, have greatly increased business in the dining room, and should do so—because they represent a value in good food that we honestly doubt can be duplicated anywhere else in town. (Memo to Grover Whalen, in re. World's Fair, 1940 Edition —Why not turn all food concessions over to the Club and pipe down hinterland criticism about your prices?)