Class Notes

1888

November 1946 DR. WILLIAM W. LOUGEE, WENDELL WILLIAMS
Class Notes
1888
November 1946 DR. WILLIAM W. LOUGEE, WENDELL WILLIAMS

Fred Walker spent the summer at his restful country estate, "Fawnwood," at Hadlyme, Conn., taking pleasure in his daily walks and the abundance of flowers about there.

The writer enjoyed a call with Spalding recently and found him an eager listener to the Dartmouth-Holy Cross football game, which finally ended to his satisfaction. Not long ago he visited his ancestral home in Nashua, N. H.

All will regret to learn that Fred Chase has been under the weather, and for a time was in the Presbyterian Hospital in New York City.

Wendell Williams made a complete recovery from his recent illness by a summer rest at Osterville, Mass., where he managed to solve the food problem. Let us designate as "X" that classmate who declined to sit on the platform and be exhibited as a charter member of a fifty-yearold Historical Society. He refused to be considered an antique.

Mrs. Eleazar Cate returned to her Belmont, Mass., home in September, after spending two months at her summer residence at Ocean Point, Me. The third generation of the Cate family is now represented at Dartmouth by Miles Cate, son of Allan M. Cate '20, and grandson of Alice and Eleazar Cate. He entered the College this fall as a member of the class of 1950.

A surprise visit to John Lew Clark at Exeter, N. H., discovered him listening to the Dartmouth-Syracuse game—another '88 man with sporting blood! John Lew had recently enjoyed a call from Hardy, who had come from New York to see his grandsons in Exeter Academy. John had also made a trip for a day to see Keay at Rochester.

We heartily agree with Spencer, who in his last letter comments that "This is a tough old world, mostly made of asbestos, and it takes a pretty hot torch to make any impression on it." In spite of these conclusions Spencer writes in an optimistic vein, and we are always glad to have his viewpoints.

The secretary has had an all-too-short call upon Keay at his fine office at Rochester, N. H. He found him reading the latest Medical Journal. Only Dick Ely was lacking to make a, discussion of the pathology of the class a joyful medical occasion. At last Keay had taken his turn in the hospital, when suffering great pain from a shoulder bursitis. Could some old campus ball game have implanted a rudimentary vestige, that matured after all these years and made him welcome two days of hospital hospitality?

Secretary. 135 Summer St., Maiden, Mass.

Treasurer, 33 Claflin St., Milford, Mass.