1888

The Writer, our Treasurer and wives made a trip to Hanover in June to learn from personal experience of the great changes that have come Jo the College during the seven years since our Fiftieth Reunion. There are few regular college students now, but any number of sailors up there 150 miles from the ocean. After getting settled, with one's feet on the Inn's piazza rail, one quickly realizes that the college has gone nautical. The college bell and town clock have "holed in" for the duration, and the Library tower chimes ships' bells while we try to master the new time vernacular. If the town clock would only strike once a day and give us a cue to the old fashioned time! Facing the Library tower, Reed Hall is on the starboard side of the campus, and the flagpole and senior fence on the port side. A small platoon in khaki marches smartly across the campus and we are told they are medics. Medics! Since when did Dartmouth or any other medics show such signs of order and discipline? We couldn't account for it until it became evident that the parade had "mess" for its objective. Whether there was a tide gauge in the weather instruments on Observatory Hill we cannot say, but the orange juices served were from navel oranges, only. (Pattee take notice.) What a unique feature it would be to his Dartmouth degree if each sailor could graduate with a John Ledyard feat of floating down the Connecticut River in any sort of contraption, and at the meeting point of salt and fresh water receive "Magna cum laude"! Nowhere else could such a worthy honor be earned.

The '88 Class Pipe has been safely housed in the College Archives. Thanks to Gregory, it retains its beautiful coloring in its old age. An earnest effort was made both at the Inn and to two lady secretaries of the College, to have them fill the bowl with three Camels and try it out, but its formidable dimensions were too awesome, and the offer was declined with a faint suggestion of a condition known as "queasy."

Walker's address is now Fawnwood, Hadlyme, Conn., and the town of Lyme has gained another good citizen. We hope he will become a member of the local Grange.

Burton Williams is to be classed as another dirt farmer. He furnishes the land but has a helper to set up the garden and decimate the bugs. He also aspires to join the Grange. His son Mason and wife and eleven-year-old granddaughter Carol live at Port Jarvis, N. Y., where Mason is in the employ of Skydyne, Inc., manufacturers of plastics.

Secretary, 135 Summer St., Maiden, Mass. Treasurer, 32 Clafiin St., Milford, Mass.