St. Louis
PATIENCE is A VIRTUE. Those who suffer silently are eventually rewarded with a peace of mind that is just compensation for the indignities endured. We have seen Al Lathrop '28, alias Sam Lamport, sit and take it by the hour without so much as a whimper. When you have had a dozen or fifteen fellows sitting around a luncheon table riding you from every angle Saturday after Saturday you know you have been through something. And when you know you can look forward once a month to a scathing barrage at the smokers and can still come back for more, you know you are made of the right stuff. But relief has come at last. The pressure is off. Until a few weeks ago Mr. Lamport hadn't realized how excellent the food was at the American Hotel, nor had he known what it was to sit back and enjoy a bottle of beer in peace at a smoker, but today he sees good in everything. Reason? The boys have found new butts for their gibes. For 1939 they will be Mr. Tomato and Mr. Lincoln.
In a recent issue we told you about Mr. Lincoln. He is Charlie Armes '34. The handle has fit so well and the allusions are so numerous that we are afraid Charlie is in for a hard winter. But Mr. Tomato is something else again. Mr. Tomato is none other than Dan Kerwin '35, the personality kid. A good many of you fellows who have not seen Dan since he graduated would undoubtedly like to see a recent photograph of The Charmer. The editors will not permit us to print a picture in these columns, but we can refer you to an excellent likeness of Danno. Turn to the Heinz tomato ketchup ad in any of the popular magazines and note the trade mark down in the corner (that fellow with the top hat on) and you will see the Kerwin of today. Mr. Tomato claims that clean living, plenty of outdoor exercise, regular hours, and lots of buttermilk are responsible for those round and rosy cheeks. Needless to say, Dan will hear plenty about Mr. Tomato for the next couple of months. H. Adair Logan '34 has done very nicely for himself. Culminating an extensive and well planned campaign, embracing the gamut of social ordeals from teas to debuts, and back to teas again, during which he suffered the ignominy of the call boy, Hugh's engagement to Miss Anne Elizabeth Shapleigh was recently announced. Anne is a swell girl in every respect, and will make a fine addition to the Club's "Ladies Aid".
Outstanding among the Club activities over the holidays was the annual Christmas luncheon given in honor of vacationing undergraduates, prospective freshmen and parents. The luncheon committee composed of Pres. Frank Cornwell '35, Ben Gutman '36, Bill Rench '34 and Dan Kerwin '35, did a swell job of organizing the meeting. The luncheon was held at the Hotel Statler on December 28th with 72 in attendance, which number included 18 undergraduates and 30 prospective members of the class of 1943. Frank Cornwell handled the job of toastmaster with characteristic suaveness. Charlie Cotsworth, Pres. of the Glee Club in '34, led several college songs. Ford Coffman's '42, talk on the "Impressions of a Freshman" was very amusing. Interesting talks were given by Harvey Rhode '39, Palaeop man, on social activities, Bill Reeder '40, manager of crosscountry, on athletic competition, and Mike Gross '41, varsity half back, on football. Tom .Curtis '32, member of the Alumni Council, spoke on the Selective Process.
At the close of the luncheon Dan Kerwin '35, Chairman of the Admissions Comm., assisted by his associates, Pete Grace '33, Bill Rench '34 and Rev. F. W. Long '11, interviewed applicants.
The customary Dartmouth New Year's Eve party at Club Kerwin was a roaring success. In fact the uproar was so loud and so long that a fund has been established to provide a room at the M.A.A. for Mr. Kerwin on next December 31st so that "Senior" can grab a couple of hours sleep before dawn. There were twenty-four couples on hand at the party. Bob Linsted '34 was provided with paper cups, which precaution cut down the breakage considerably. Bob distinguished himself by lining up an imposing array of empty cups and Jim Alfring '35 extinguished himself in a similar process, although entrusted with the Kerwin crystalware. The Kerwin hospitality, which included a buffet supper provided by Mrs. Kerwin, is supreme in the land. As press agent for Club Kerwin and scribe of the local Dartmouth Club I can truthfully say that Club Kerwin is the best spot in town on New Year's Eve.
