1914

I was up in the Big Town over the week-end of March 13, but it is not the same town any more. I was almost glad to leave. I brought down a load of the boy's furniture and hope to bring the rest at the end of exams. His last exam is the 25th and he enters the Army the 27th. Is that close enough for you?

Sam Cole has leased his house and is living in town. With one girl away at school, his boy in the Army, and the youngest girl, only, at home, Sam moved out without giving any address to us. How about sending it in, Sam, and giving us some more news?

Grandpa Buckley tells me that his grandson is one year old. His father, William P. '39, is just finishing his basic training at Camp Edwards. Gramp says those priorities are getting tougher and tougher and that he is now negotiating to buy his aspirin by the case.

Everybody note this one—Pennell Aborn is in an awful dither. Abie has been asked to take a Sunday School class and is unable to make up his mind whether to do it or not. I do not know what denomination would use him and he did not refer to any post-graduate courses, so I just do not know how to figure it out. Will it be boys or girls, Abe, and what age are they?

Saltmarsh is reported as being in Providence, R.I., acting as liaison officer with the Navy for Selective Service. I do not recall any trout streams in the near vicinity of Providence, but I'll give you two to one right now that since the 15th of April, the Navy has had less work done.

Nobody seems to have mentioned Chick Chase, lately, in the class notes, so here it is. Chick is Steward, which really means head of purchasing, at the Lyman School. He has rather a big job and is reported as doing especially well at it. Chick says he has more nephews and neices in the class than any other man. Apparently half of the next generation around Boston call him "Unc."

Mart Remsen promised me some news if I paid my Alumni Fund Contribution. I paid it with an increase, but have not received the news yet. You know this is one year that every one of you fellows ought to get behind Mart and give to that Fund like you never gave before. The College is having a tough time and it is going to get tougher. The income is way down, expenses are still up and the Student Body is daily getting smaller and smaller. So it is up to you to see that the College is not let down. She has done more for you than you will ever do for her, and this is one of the times that you can really come across with something big in the way of help. I do not mean the contribution must be big, but it must be bigger than ever before. Give 'til it hurts and then ask, "Have I been fair to the College?" The answer will probably be, "No."

I was talking with a Bowdoin man last week. He said, "Ducky, I have always been a piker when it came to giving money to my College—five dollars a year—but this year I sent fifty to them and still feel that it was too small."

I am not trying to steal Mart's stuff, and could not if I would, but when you see the College, as I have seen it this year, many times, and see the students dropping out by the dozens, it would make your heart bleed like it has mine. Frankly, I am sick about it. Forgive the splurge, but it is the way I feel.

Harold Brown is the big news for this month. Brownie says that Martha keeps out of mischief with her Red Cross and ARP activities. Swell for Martha. You see, some years ago Brownie and Martha produced a girl baby that did not show any promise of ever being a sailor. Brownie was sure that he would never be the father of a Naval officer, but he's gone and done it.

The story goes something like this:

After graduating from college, where daughter, Lois, majored in archaeology, said daughter took graduate courses at Radcliffe and Harvard. At these two schools she became interested in meteorology and cartography, doing so well at "Fair Harvard" that she was offered a teaching position in the summer session. During this period, she began to show an interest in aviation and along with all of the rest of it, she learned to fly. Just prior to joining the WAVES, she was cartographer at the Institute of Geographical Exploration in Cambridge, and a member of the Beverly Squadron of the Civil Air Patrol.

Last fall, Ginn and Cos. published her "Aero. nautical Study Chart" for use in the study of navigation, which has received high praise from the CAA and the Coast and Geodetic Survey. The Navy has ordered a lot for their training centers, and some five hundred high schools have adopted it for use in their pre-induction courses.

Then Lois was one of that small group of applicants chosen from thousands for the first officer training and indoctrination course at Smith where again she was picked as one of a select group to take an accelerated program graduating way ahead of her class.

Lois was commissioned as Ensign in the WAVES last December and has been in Washington up to last week, when she was transferred to Annapolis. Brownie, all of us are proud of your Naval officer and glad for you and Martha, but do not forget that we get some of the credit because we helped to make you the kind of a guy who could bring up that kind of a child.

Doc Kingsford is a major in the Army Signal Corps with the Third Air Force at Drew Field and is quartered at the Hotel Hillsboro at Tampa, Fla. Doc would be tickled to pieces to see any of the boys who are in that vicinity. He writes that when he was at Staff and Command School at Fort Leavenworth, he followed Al Richmond through the school and that Carroll Edson was one of his instructors.

Larry Kingman writes from 3 Bates St., Brockton, Mass., that his son's career at M.I.T. has ended with his enrollment as an aviation cadet. Meanwhile, Larry Sr. holds important posts in civilian defense in his home area.

During the recent visit of that distinguished personage, Madam Chiang KaiCheck, after meeting with captains and kings, her emotional climax came upon appearing before a gathering at Wellesley College. Among all the maze of current and future planning, she left no doubt that in her mind the post-war world must find a place for Wellesley and what Wellesley stands for.

Considered in the light of a war-torn world such an evaluation of, and a plea for the continuance and growth of the basic ideals which are the essence of the liberal college, takes on profound significance.

And if so for Wellesley, of course for Dartmouth! For if we lose what each of us has found good at Hanover, something fundamental will have been taken from us.

Thus it is, and long has been the case to perpetuate intangibles requires tangible means of support. One very important aspect of keeping the light still bright is the Alumni Fund. And the yearly call is now at hand.

This appeal requires no word from this inadequate pen. But this year, the necessity for conserving time and postage needs our earnest attention. It goes without saying that you will send your contribution, so do it soon. Every penny saved in the overhead expense of reminders will help the net amount realized. Our agent is Martin J. Remsen, Hanover, N. H. He is hard at work, too. Help him, help Dartmouth, help NOW!

Secretary, 231 Belmont Ave., Springfield, Mass. Class Agent, Etna, N. H.