1895

About the middle of March we hope to start for Winter Park, Florida. So when these notes are published we shall probably be there, gadding about with Frank Austin and Joel Harley.

For the benefit of classmates who dwell in frostless, iceless and snowless parts of this Continent, I venture to announce that the winter in New England has been persistently and relentlessly tough. In Hanover and contiguous territory, snowflakes by the trillion have floated earthward periodically since Thanksgiving. Snowstorms seem to have been following a celestial timetable. Most every weekend (Friday or Saturday) snow, inch upon inch has fallen. Snow-shovelers are not to be had here about, not even New Dealers, excepting small boys now and then after school. A. G. "Bug" as if to tantalize me and mine, hardened his heart a while ago and wrote me how serene and comfortable the California climate is. Here's what he writes:

"This section is still in throes of an unprecedented hot spell—84 degrees in shade at this moment. Quite a contrast to your blizzards."

So, he and Jesse Marden at als blow hot from California while we New Englanders blow cold.

I recently received a piece of the wedding cake made at the time Classmate Walter Lewis was married fifty years ago. Mrs. Lewis explains what the history of the age of the cake is in a letter which will appear in the coming issue of Post-Reunionist.

Secretary, White River Junction, Vt.

Treasurer, Eagle Hotel, Concord, N. H.

Class Agent, 8 Zamora St., Jamaica Plain, Mass.