1915*
'15 UP FOR THE 25™, YO-HO A good class manWho's run the spanFrom '15 to nigh '40Lifts high the cupBoasts fifteen upReneging, he is naughty.But no.A '15 man might be a HunHe might be a rip-snorterson of a gunOr a soak serene with ahaughty bunBut never, oh never, anaughty oneYo-Ho.
Frank Rohrs contributes the above. Who's next? Send your poems to your Secretary. They will be used in these columns some time before Reunion.
Did you all see the Dartmouth Christmas Cards this year? Imagine that the cover is a reprint from an old lithograph from the Hartford Courier. Years ago I happened to pick up an original in an old Courier magazine found in an attic in Lowell, Vt., had it put in shape and framed, and it had its place over the fireplace mantle. It is the same except taken from the north. Needless to say, I prize it very much. And in connection with the article about Wheelock, Vt. in the last ALUMNI MAGAZINE It so happens that some of my ancestors helped to found the town of Wheelock. Vt., granted to our famous Eleazar and named after him. My mother was born in that town, and through the ages we have accumulated quite a number of interesting items.
We bumped into Horace Holton, a North country-ite, hailing from Lancaster, full of real estate business, and that übiquitous helping of Fire Brothers,—maybe he uses Climax now,—forgot to ask him. Anyhow, Horace is quite a factor up north.
.... Haven't heard a word from Stick Parnell since he and his wire haired "Jock" entertained at Northwood Manors, N. H. last summer. Maybe Don Bennink has the answer up his sleeve. Don and a bunch of the clan were there. Stick will tell us in June Perry Hayes has forsaken Hartford, Conn, for Washington,—still in insurance. His address is at Virginia Beach, Va Good old Joe Pitman finds himself in Chambersburg, Pa., active as ever.
. .. .And one of our original proponents of the ski, John Bache-Wiig, is in Augusta, Me.
Bob Guest, Russ Rice, Bill Ross, Earl Clough, George Martin, Howie Fuller, George Simpson, Augie Atwood, Jack Mason, Jim Henderson, Dale Barker, Dick Merrill, Pete Winship, Walt Meader, Bill Huntress and Chan Foster attended the January Boston 1915 Luncheon. A good time was had by all. The next Boston 1915 Luncheon will be held at the Chamber of Commerce on Monday February 19th at 12:30.
The next New York 1915 Dinner will be held at the Dartmouth Club the third Wednesday in February at 7 o'clock. Plan to attend.
Harry Higgins, realtor for many a year in New York City, is now in Worcester, Mass.—same occupation, residence 29 West St George Ingalls, landscape architect, has moved from Chicago to Omaha, we suppose to speculate on the possibilities as to the terrain in that section. George can be found at 410 South 39th St Ed Spalding, lately of Cheyenne, seems to have recently discovered himself in Denver. The boys must move, and why not.
... .It would not hurt some of us if we went to Joe Cornstock's coaching school in Los Angeles,—No. 126 West 3rd St. It makes no difference what we need except it be coaching. And coaching a plenty.
... .Well, Georgie Walker, one of our several chemists, late of Albany, up the Hudson, now is experimenting with various ingredients in and around Baltimore, close to the Chesapeake And so we come along to none other than Mr. Aronowitz, otherwise known as Leon,—a man to be feared,—N. Y. State Traffic Commissioner, the man who not only tells you to go, but insists that you go. Likely to be found around the Capitol at Albany.
Stan Llewellyn, efficient manager of the Wateree division of the Kendall Company, of Camden, has resigned as director of the South Carolina Public Service Authority and his resignation has been accepted by the governor with regret.
Your Secretary does not mind so much what he says, and about whom. His memory is poor, so his habit of repeating is worse. Might be accused of partiality as a result of repetition of names in these notes from month to month. But Mr. William of the Huntress family is pulling off quite an affair sometime next June. Bill of that same family deserves credit. So " '15 Up" in June.
Male Macdonald will be there. Chicago and Preston M. Nolan & Co., (of which concern Male is a general partner) can and will spare him Dan Waugh, the little cuss who used to monitor the T's to the Z's in Chapel, will be there. His bank at 55 Wall St. has declared a holiday in his honor. Even Southport, Conn., where Dan resides, has agreed to his leaving for a few days during June And Milt Ghee,—by the way, did you notice the reference to Milt in Elmer Layden's article in Saturday Evening Post of November 25th? "Beef is incidental to field generalship" so Layden said, mentioning Milt and eight other quarterbacks, in contention of his claim. Milt did none too bad. ... .So along we go toward June.
January i, 1940.
Dear Fifteeners:
The years 1915-1920 were a half-decade in which the world grew old. As I pour over my treasured file of correspondence about class affairs, I find it easy to re-live in memory the days which matured us with a rush. I leaf through our Commencement class book, and on the inside back cover I find pasted a faded yellow newspaper clipping: "Paris, Dec. 31, 1915 (Delayed in transmission) The Cross of War was pinned upon the French flag which covered the body of Richard Neville Hall, a Dartmouth graduate, who was killed Christmas morning. .. .General Joffre sends a letter of condolence. . . .Chevalier de la Bienfaisance!"
The First Annual Report, dated June 1, 1916, on which Red Folan and I had such a good time working makes wonderful reading today. Look in your own archives and dig out your copy. See what you wrote after a year in "the cold, cold world."
In 1917, we raised more than $300 for the memorial stone from the hillsides of New Hampshire to mark Dick Hall's grave in Alsace. Do you remember how we observed a moment of silence when the stone was put in place, September 9, 1921? (Have you recently re-read the story in the class memorial booklet to Dick?)
In the meantime, fateful 1917-1918 passed and we came through, badly battered, to that November 11 which we then thought meant peace but which we now know was only an armed truce.
During 1919 we re-formed our lines and in 1920 marched on Hanover for our Fifth Reunion. Do you remember the gala reunion dinner in the Commons? And the parade with fireworks on the campus? Your officers (Dyke, Folan, Loomis, and myself) after these first five years passed along the torch to others who, in successive years, have woven even more tightly the bonds which bind us to the College and to each other. Perhaps it is trite and even sophomoric to voice what many of us feel in our hearts, but here goes. Although the years exact from many of us their expected toll in the bludgeonings of Fate and while still others slip away from us forever, the enduring friendships formed in College remain a source of comfort and renewed strength in a troubled world. It has been a pleasure, therefore, for me to renew the old friendships through the committee work for the Class of 1915 Memorial Fund, and to see that the same emotion is evoked among us when we have the privilege of re-dedicating our allegiance to the College.
Perhaps it was President Nichols' prophetic quotation from Rabbi Ben Ezra at our "Sing Out," June 6, 1915, which summarizes best what these things of the spirit mean to us today:
"Youth ended, I shall try My loss or gain thereby; Leave the fire ashes, what survives is gold: And I shall weigh the same, Give life its praise and blame: Young, all lay in dispute; I shall know, being old."
or was it the closing lines, of "Hank" Townsend's class poem (good old Hank who lived them to the very end on that April day in 1918):
"A moment on the threshold lingering yet, Our Mother stoops and whispers soft a word, 'When troubles come, My Son, and all is black, When honor's voice is drowned by harsher sounds, When friends look toward you, do not count the cost; Stand bravely forth and ever keep the faith. Let deeds proclaim in ringing accents loud, "Unto the end he was a Dartmouth Man.'"" It has been good to recall here some of the high spots of those crowded years, but the best is yet to come when you and I shall again sit on the Senior Fence next June.
"And our temples shall throb againWith the pulsing music of our youth." Faithfully yours, CHARLIE GRIFFITH.
1915 MEMORIAL FUND REPORT
The last committee letter to the entire class, which was both a report of progress to all and a request for support from those who had not already given, has brought substantial gain to our Fund. As of January 2 (and counting out the members of the committee who have said they would
give but have not as yet subscribed), the total number of subscribers is 73 and the total amount is $5,575.00.
The individual members of the committee will make a final appeal to the class and it is hoped that every man will indicate whether he is going to give. The money does not have to be paid until anytime between the first of February and Commencement but solicitation will close February first.
Let us at least make a record in seeing that the largest proportion of subscribers to such a fund in any class is the response from 1915.
Here's to a photo-finish. Sincerely yours, CHARLES E. GRIFFITH, Chairman, 45 East 17th St., New York City.
Congratulations are in order for the new partner of Bayles, Softye and Co., 60 Wall Street, one Percy C. Burnham. Now that red headed Perc is a partner, he moves his residence to 245 East 72nd Street. Bob McClure has forsaken the United States and is back again at Foochow, Fukien, China, where he has labored for twenty years. Bob's four children are at school in California. Bob has lived through the Japanese bombardment and invasion. More power to you Bob in carrying on God's work.
Earles Joseph Carleton is now SecretaryTreasurer and Trustee of Boston Fiduciary and Research Associates, 50 Congress St., Boston, Mass. I wish you would pass on to me, Joe, one of your many titles.
Carl Merryman, debater extra-ordinaire, is now manufacturing pencils at Wheaton, Illinois. Keep your eyes open and buy one of Carl's Dur-o-Lite-Pencils, when you see them.
Bob Sherer has just been made Columbus, Ohio, manager of Phoenix Mutual Life Insurance Cos., 621 Beggs Bldg. I gave an old address when I directed New York Mohammedans to Dr. Frank G. Pettingill. He is living at 425 East 86th Street, New York City.
Edwin L. "Ruby" McFalls is with Master Builders Company, 7016 Euclid Ave., Cleveland. Ruby, I just can't agree with you that John Hyde Mensel is a good cook, for since your letter, I've tasted some of it, nor can I declare with you that the noise Jake produces from the hybrid instrument he tries to play, is music. Still, I may be wrong for tastes differ.
No wonder the college is getting many applications from the youth of Ohio. Bill Osborn hangs his hat at 487 Edgewood Road, Mansfield. Clarence Palmer and Bill McKenzie in Akron, Carl Holmes, Ruby McFalls, Fletch Andrews, and Jack Cremer in Cleveland, Chet Drury in Wyoming, Prof. Ollie Frederickson at Miami University, Oxford, and Bob Lewis of 839 N. 4th Street, Steubenville, Ohio must be selling Dartmouth to the boys.
For that matter, Stan Lyman 1936 James Avenue, South, and Al Gluek 2021 Marshall Street, North East, must be doing a whale of a job on Minneapolis, Minnesota youth. If you don't believe it, look at the football team.
Henry F. Stieglitz is managing the Metropolitan Life Agency at 815 Broadway, Brooklyn, Ray Devoe is taking in the shekels at 25 Broad Street, New York City, Art Eastman with Ernst 8c Ernst is living at 55 W. 11 th Street, and Bill Biel is still on Park Avenue, when he isn't traipsing all over the country. Speaking of New York, has anyone seen lately the only six fingered pianist in captivity, John McEndy. I must admit Jack can tease out some grand harmony with those six fingers.
If you won't send me news of yourselves, how about passing on to me news of our classmates?
(From the 1915 Aegis) CHARLES E. GRIFFITH 1915's President—1915 to 1920
Secretary, Orleans, Vt,
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