For the first time since a limitation on the length of class notes was imposed by the Editor, the secretary finds himself in a position where he does not have enough fodder to fill even that limited space, despite the lapse of two months since the last issue of the Magazine. Perhaps all the members of the class are too busy to get into jail, or be elected to office, or in other ways to make spectacular news—perhaps the Secretary with increasing years has become too deaf to hear the reverberations made by their activities. Anyway he has not been able to gather much. However there are a few items. Here they are.
Ted Cate has managed to loose himself from his business activities to take a twoweeks fishing trip to Canada, acquiring thereby eight additional pounds—eight pounds of Ted, not eight pounds of fish. John Math.es breaks into the picture section of Don Tuttle's Troubadour showing himself in an attractive pose as an expert in canning the products of his victory garden. Harry Hutchins is once more in Lancaster; not permanently but for a brief summer visit. Finding there his typewriter still frozen from its winter's lay-off, he is compelled to write what he calls (and correctly, the secretary finds upon consulting the dictionary) a holograph letter. LenTuttle also writes and casually in his letter shows so profound an acquaintance with the productions of Solomon as to send the secretary in shame to the Holy Writ in the endeavor to check (or preferably to disprove) the reference.
That is all there is. The secretary admits that, as news, it is not of world-shaking character. But if the class wants startling headlines in its section of the alumni notes, it must gird itself at once to startling deeds.
Secretary, Hanover, N. H. Treasurer, 212 Mill St., Newtonville 60, Mass