1933*

"Happy New Year to all members of the class/' said Robert Jordan, entering the cave. He was really Edward J. Foley Jr. and had just moved to 32 Park Ave., Tarrytown, N. Y.

"Obscenity in the obscenity of thy New Year," said the gypsy, showing his teeth. I am called Parker Hart and I move to the American Consulate at Belim, Para, Brazil, S. A.

"Que va," said Pablo (Carl Hopkins), "before the Revolutiton I was at the University in Cambridge and now I am with the Oregon Tuberculosis Assoc." He dipped a cup in the wine bowl and held it up. "Salud y Oregon Tuberculosis Assoc., Woodlark Bldg., Portland, Oregon."

"Thy assoc.," said the gypsy, "Thou hast made an impression on me that does not

dissipate." "Les Huntley is convalescing at Branson, Mo. and Bill Muller now lives at 1555 Unionport Rd., Apt. B-1, N. Y. C.," said Pablo. He was very drunk now.

"And what of Herb Moatz," said the gypsy.

"Enough of Herb Moatz," said Pablo. "He is the biggest Fascist of all. He works for the Central National Bank in Cleveland."

"You know Cleveland, Inglest" "Yes."

"This Moatz. He lives at 2980 East 132 nd St."

O Pablo, he thought. O you gypsy. Now it is coming again. What is the matter with Bob Norton? Why couldn't you have mentioned him? Why couldn't you have said that he lived in the Glenwood Apartments in Matawan, N. J.? Or that Kent Rhodes lived on Wakeman Road in Darien, Conn.? Or that Everett Shineman lived at 336 Springton Road, Upper Darby, Pa. and was a salesman for the Beech-Nut Packing Company in Philadelphia? Cut it out. Cut it out, he said to himself. But he could not forget the day when Win Rowe had written to the Alumni Records Office. It was December is. He had told them that he was a Junior Resident in Surgery at the New York Post Graduate Medical School and Hospital. He told them that he lived at 210 Central Ave., Orange, N. J.

But this was too bloody much. They could have done the weddings, he said to himself. E. Donald Phinney to Marion B. Burgess of Needham on Nov. 21st. Or Harry Osborne to Elsa Focke on January 3rd. Especially this one because Farmer,Sprague and Gordon were ushers. MahonriYoung was another. To Mrs. Rhoda Satterthwaite Silver of Macdougal Street, New York. He had had his first novel published in September. It was about Paris and students living there. His marriage to the former Miss Elizabeth Chamberlain had been ended by divorce in Reno last August. Or they could have done the wedding of Mr. Frank William Sturm to Sylvia Frances Bosh on the first of January in La Grange, Illinois. That was Cy Sturm.

Well, he thought, any man's death diminishes me because I am involved in man- kind.

Outside the cave and down in the valley he could hear the steady, unenthusiastic ringing of a bell.

SOUTH PARK TO BROADWAY

One of our best operators (not JohnTrost—not Elliot Blakesley of the F.B. (SSh) I.) has recently sent in his report of a trip to New York City. While in the large burg, he noted in passing through Times Square that T. Dorsey was playing at the Paramount and went around to the side door to get a load of 1933's musical representative. He referred to Beau (Bobbie)Burns, an early settler on South Park Street in Hanover who lived near the Lebanon Road when that was considered " 'way out of town." Our informant stated that Burns was nattily attired and, during the interview he graciously granted, practically immersed in a wave of sax players, autograph hunters and vocalizing girl singers.

We are indebted to Jack Gilchrist, '35 class secretary, for clippings concerning two Cleveland classmates, and a matrimonial item about a third. The first clip is a plug for a toy department in a service station and contains a statement by R. Fairbank, the manager. The statement follows: "A toy department in a filling station is something new to Cleveland motorists, but they have been quick to take advantage of the convenience it offers them. Many shoppers are finding it easy to drive into the service station, have their car serviced while they shop and at the same time get new ideas for Christmas gifts." After erupting this beauty, the wily Fairbank probably set his trap for guileless, toy-seeking motorists and crept home for a quick, arsenic highball.

The second clip is an interview with Robert "Champ" Veres by a Plain Dealer sports columnist. Veres, described as the Hanover fist teacher, confines himself to giving Red Rolfe '3l a big plug for next year—apparently for the imminent contract signing.

The matrimonial item has to do with the announcement of the engagement of Bill Schlesinger and Cornelia Harrison. The party of the second part is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ward Harrison of Shaker Heights, Ohio and a graduate of Wellesley in the class of 1939.

PUER NATUS EST. ...

A short time ago we stated mildly that there was no bottleneck in the reproductive activities of the members of 1933. We were not, however, prepared for the storm of announcements that showered down on us during the Advent season recently passed. Remarkably enough, the new citizens are all boys and we fleet-footed bachelors can find solace in the knowledge that the line is being extended with zest and despatch.

The recent nativities are: William Evans Gordon—Dec. 14, to Mr. and Mrs. EarlGordon; Billy Katz—to Mr. and Mrs. MelKatz; William Morrison lll—Dec. 26, to Mr. and Mrs. Bill McCombs; Robert Gordon—Dec. 20, to Mr. and Mrs. Gordon McDonald; a son as yet unnamed—Dec. 4, to Mr. and Mrs. Kent Rhodes (their second child—a daughter having been born Feb. 3, 1938); David Atwood Wentworth—Dec. 29, to Mr. and Mrs. Eliot Wentworth; Todd (No. 2 son)— Dec. 15, to Mr. and Mrs. BobWoodcock; Kenneth Jr.—Oct. 24 (news just received), to Mr. and Mrs. KennethWeeman.

We wish while on the subject of Nativity and its Yuletide connotation to thank the following for their Christmas cards: JohnDavidson, Herm Dudley, Norman and Margaret Erlandson, Charlotte and EarleGordon, Doug and Dot Kaplinger and Doug Jr., Bobby and Billy Katz, Mr. and Mrs. Harold F. Mackey, Louise and TedOkie, Betty and Rip Ripley, Dot and KenWeeman and Ken Jr., Bob Woodcock,Page Worthington.

Secretary, in West Main St., Waterbury, Conn.