1909
Big social event of the fall season was the dinner on the eve of the Harvard game. Thanks to Special Correspondent Dick Lord, a full account of the function came through. When that guy makes a promise he lives up to it. The locale was the Boston University club. Let Dick take the floor.
"It turned out to be a round-up of 65 royal rooters from the classes of 1909, 'l0, and 'll. A preliminary of cocktails, handshaking and harmonizing started off the evening in good old Dartmouth fashion. ArtSwenson led the 'O9 Music Masters (SandyHooker, Jim Hitchcock, Jack Mason and Gordon Weintz) in dishing out vocalizing that would have put Ted Waring's gang to shame. They were augmented by Big Clark Tobin, the Irish baritone, and Ray Gorton 'l0, plus a youngster from the class of '96 by the name of Guy Roberts."
Present at the 'O9 table were: Bob Burns, Cad Cummings, Mike Farley, Bert French, Herb Hawes, Jim Hitchcock, Bob Holmes, Sandy Hooker, Stan Leighton, Dick Lord, Jack Mason, Al Newton, Clark Saville, Art Swenson, Gordon Weinz, Dutch West, and Peewee Wight. Clark Tobin, Hazen Jones, Charlie Fay, Ray Gorton, and Earl Pierce, all 'lO, sent special greetings to 'ogers near and far.
Dick was impressed with the ice cream special concocted by the chef, a perfect football "D," green in color. "So ended another pleasant evening." Reminiscing back to undergraduate days, Dick soliloquizes: "For us, the peerade to the Harvard Stadium is all in the past. A bit faded are those ivy-covered walls, and visions of those old Dartmouth teams that sparkled so brilliantly in the cement horseshoe. Watching football today is somewhat of a problem, what with such maneuvers as the 'mouse trap,' the 'submarine,' and the two-platoon system."
THESE GUYS MAKE THE NEWS
Jake Mason, the gentleman farmer from Warren, N. H., reports that he's enjoying a semi-retired life. "It's a natural existence, good for the soul."
How many of you birds read that article on Concord, N. H., that appeared in the October 22 issue of the Satevepost? Art Swenson and his family came in for a good play on page 60.
Bob Holmes and his pipe were in there pitching at the class dinner.
Herb and Alice Hawes have bought a summer place at Sagamore Beach in the town of Bourne on Cape Cod. After being there since June, they returned to Worcester for the fall and winter season, with the remark, "We get wiser as we get older."
While returning home from reunion, ArtSporborg came down with pneumonia and was under medical care for a month in New York.
The first words that Chuckling Al Newton uttered to Dick Lord at the football dinner were, "When are we going to have another clam bake?"
Mike Farley is getting to be more of a Cape Codder than a city slicker. They say he gets that squint in his eye from looking through those pea soup fogs that roll in from the sea. While he was fishing up in Maine this summer, he came across another fisherman, a total stranger. The "stranger" turned out to be Prof. Fat Burbank, who's teaching economics at Hanover. Mike's daughter, Betty, who lives in Aurora, has adopted a stray pup that wandered into town. We tried to give her one of Lana's kittens, but she doesn't like cats.
Old Man Childs has become a grandpa. His son, John, reports the birth of a son, John Stephens Childs, on October 18. They say the baby would look just like grandpa, if you'd put a corncob pipe in its mouth.
WORD FROM THE HUB
The '09 notes must be read by others than members of our class. Complimentary letters have been received from Jack Ingersoll, '11, who's now a field representative for The New England Council with headquarters in Boston, and from P. Washburn Stickney '08, a Chicago entrepreneur. Jack said Pettengill's address was 799 Beacon street, Boston, but a sign in the window informed that the office was being moved to 1033 Commonwealth avenue, Allston, Mass. Pet wears one of those Alpine feathers in his hat as a mark of distinction. His line of English cars is becoming popular in this country, he reports.
Bob Burns' son, James MacGregor Burns, is in England making a study of the English political system, being on leave of absence from Williams College where he teaches Government and Political Science. His book, Congress on Trial, has met with favorable acceptance. Several 'ogers have read it. Old Man Burns is proud of his son, and justly so.
These '09ers were visitors at the Hanover Inn during October: Dr. and Mrs. Bill Holzer;Mr. and Mrs. Ben Dudley; Mr. and Mrs. DickWing. Prof. Andy Scarlett, no doubt, performed his fall function of driving Bill and Ben around town.
Who do you suppose showed up in Aurora the other day? Bunk and Blanche Irwin, but they found nobody home at Hitching Post Manor. Bunk wrote a note on the back of a check, but nothing on the front. He said he wouldn't change Vermont for this "so called" garden spot.
Signs of getting old. Nut Root sent me a copy of the Chicago alumni publication, Dartmouth in Chicago, in which they're running a feature entitled "Twenty-five Years Ago from Jack Childs' Diddings."
THE FLAVOR LASTS
Good old Harry Burroughs is still reliving the reunion. "It was the,best ever," he writes. He couldn't attend the Boston dinner, because he had a date that evening to explain to a bunch of dames the need for a new elementary school. Harry has sold his 12-room house and is building a four-room bungalow. "We won't have a formal guest room any more, but we'll have an expansive attic where we can put up any roaming '09ers."
Fred Brock says he's glad to see that the four "infants" of '09 have been identified, he being No. 4. Now he's wondering to whom will go the title, "Last of the Mohicans." Time will tell.
Phil Rose says that classy shirt he was wearing at reunion didn't come from his son, but from his daughter, Carol, who sent it from Hawaii.
Congratulations to Wallie Ross. He has completed 30 years as. Secretary of the Technology Christian Association, which gives him the distinction of having served the longest of any student Y. M. C. A. secretary in the country.
Curt Hilliard couldn't attend the Boston dinner because he was recovering from an operation, his wife, Helen, wrote to BobHolmes.
And Harry Floyd, the Baron of Byfield, missed his first Harvard game dinner, because the excitement would be too much for him. The doc tells him that he's fully recovered from the setback he got at reunion, but he has to take things easy, with plenty of rest.
THANKS AND A THREAT
You guys've done better this issue, but if it hadn't been for the head-up reporting of Dick Lord, there wouldn't have been much news coming across the board. And what happens then? You get news of doings in Aurora, which is still the Garden Spot of the U. S. A.
A word to widows of our departed classmates: News from you and your families will be welcome. And how about some of you birds from the middle west and the west coast coming across?
Class Notes Editor, Pioneer Trail, Aurora, Ohio
Secretary and Treasurer, Sandwich, Mass.
