1887

Our sorrow in the passing of "Ben" Welch was more poignant, because of the hopeful bulletins from his bedside a short time before his death. Reading over his autobiographical sketch, in our Fiftieth Anniversary book was most impressive for its expression of those traits of kindliness and generosity which distinguished him.

The last paragraph reads like a testament to his surviving classmates, a real battle cry. It is worthy of repeating:

"But what of the future? Have we as a class reached the end of our labors? For one I do not choose to think so. The forward wall of '87 still holds strong. Our backfield contains men of power. Our team work is perfect. And our ball carriers are yet masters of their craft. No, the end of '87 as a Dartmouth unit is not now, or near. We shall continue to carry on, and, as in the past: " 'GREET THE WORLD FROM THE HILLS WITHA HAIL.' "

The secretary had a fine Christmas day treat, a call from "Sonny" Gage, who drove over from St. Petersburg to dine with friends in Clearwater. He is in fine condition, and looks too young to have graduated fifty-six years ago. D. Waldo White is also the leading social light at the Crawford house, in St. Petersburg. This year he entertained the guests in the role of Santa Claus. Last year you may remember he delivered the oration honoring Lincoln's birthday.

The secretary is beginning a correspondence with the wives of our classmates who have passed into the beyond. It is hoped there will be sufficient data for the next edition of notes. The secretary is most desirous of getting some word from our class baby, our first born, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Wright Shaw. Many years ago she was entertained at dinner by classmates Junkins, Hadlock, and the secretary. She had just returned from Europe. The secretary would like very much to have her address, if anyone can supply it.

Secretary and Treasurer Bath, N. H.