1895

There is not much to be said in this column this time except about the Reunion next June. You have all received a questionnaire via postal card seeking information as to how many will attend our Fiftieth. Last year the class of '94 held their 50th Reunion and I was honored with an invitation to attend their banquet, which I accepted with great pleasure.

Being the only Reunionists next June will mark us as an isolated group of dead-ripe Alumni of Dartmouth College. As to how many will make up the group, I cannot say just now. Mr. and Mrs. Morrison plan to be present. They still live in Chicago. They plan to move to their new home in Andover, Mass., in May. This looks like a formidable undertaking; but they have placed all their goods and chattels, and themselves too, in the hands of a remarkably competent and reliable longdistance moving corporation which may be likened to a sort of Waldorf-Astoria restaurateur who furnishes a pleasantly edible banquet from soup to nuts. When the day is set for moving, a major-domo from the moving contractor arrives with his squad and takes charge of the Morrison household, leaving the family free to surrender the key and step into their automobile waiting at the curb at 5739 Blackstone Ave., and start their journey to Andover at their pleasure and leisure. When they arrive there they will find their lares at penates domiciled in their new home and everything well placed and settled when they step out of their car and enter their New England home.

I almost think that they will find a bounteous table all set for a dinner from soup to nuts. "P. I." and his lady plan to attend our Reunion. We must quiz them about the modern way to move painlessly from Chicago to Andover. So let's be there in force.

I think Dud" and Mrs. West plan to come also. As to other far-away members, this deponent saith not.

Secretary, White River Junction, Vt.

Treasurer, Hanover, N. H.