1909

Remember just about a year ago now? A bunch of us were getting set to go back for our. fortieth. Some 70 members of the class managed to hobble into Hanover, and what a time we had patching up the memory fences that had broken down here and there over the years. Everybody had a good time. Everybody got a little closer to each other as a class group, and closer to the College. Resolutions were made that we'd build the class into a tighter unit, that we'd do a better job in Alumni Fund giving.

One guy who made a plea for the fund said he'd skipped the previous year, but that he planned to give double to make up for the lapse. He may have planned double, but he gave single. Maybe he'll make up for it this year.

Jim Greenebaum, who's got the tough assignment of being class agent (and it's always been a gruelling job with '09—ask Norm Catharin, Curt Sheldon and others who've had the call to arms), has put his finger on the trouble with our bunch when he says: "We are just not giving realistically. The man who can give $100 to $1,000, and only gives five or ten dollars is not realistic in his attitude towards the needs of the college. His is merely a token gift to get his name on the list. We must see not how littlewe can give, but how much!"

Jim is right. As news editor, I get to see what various guys come across with. It's surprising to find how many of these five and ten birds there are, many of whom you'd swear could slip in a C note, or even half a grand. Maybe some of 'em'll get religion and do something about it. Mailing in an additional subscription is not frowned on in Alumni Fund circles.

This is the last issue of the DARTMOUTH MAG. before the end of the campaign. I hope this appeal will get under the skin of you men out yonder, and that you'll do something about raising the sights of '09, individually and as a class.

LET'S SEE WHAT'S ON TAP

Norm Catharin's been hitting the limelight regularly during his tenure of office as president of the Sales Managers Club. In one issue of Boston Business, the official publication of the Boston Chamber of Commerce, his picture appeared three times. Warning to Norm: When you pose for a picture, don't let 'em take a side view. That protuberance that's attached to your backbone is getting to be of a size that'll soon put Ben Burpee and Dutch West in the shade.

Not the only grabber of lime light is Norm, however. In a spontaneous eruption, members of the Luncheon Club of Boston gave a testimonial dinner on May 16, honoring our friend, Al Newton. The dinner was held at Hotel Somerset. Bob Burns was a member of the committee.

Bob Burns wasn't idle for long, after his retirement from Whiting Milk Company. Publicity releases in various newspapers announced that he had joined the staff of John C. Dowd, Inc., Boston advertising agency. Alert Classmates Dick Lord, Al Newton, BobHolmes and Curt Sheldon forwarded clippings of this item.

Rousing himself from his long winter's nap, Eastern Correspondent Dick Lord gives out with this item: "Ben Lang, who has for 20 years conducted a general store in the small hamlet of Bryandville, ten miles from Plymouth, Mass., has returned to the soil on his farm in Lee, N. H. Members of the football squads in Ben's day may recall their pre-fall training at Lee. Ben entertained, housed, and worked several of the candidates in his hay fields, gathering in the crops." In the April Diddings, Mac Rollins '11 gave a reminiscent story of one such occasion. It was good.

Heinie Bullock, the Andover flash, didn't remain long with our class, but he was there long enough to make a lasting impression on a bunch of the boys. Had he ever been eligible to play football, he sure would have made a record to write about. "I saw Heinie the other day," writes Al Newton. "He looks fine and says he is fine. Big as ever and just as strong. He has a wonderful psychology on life—no cares and no worries, and he certainly looks it." If a guy can get along without cares or worries these days, he's got something worth looking into.

Art Swenson, the Concord thrush, says he didn't attend the class dinner in Boston because of sickness. That's the only thing that could keep him away, because he always looks forward to that inevitable hum that breaks out in Dartmouth circles. He regrets, also, that it's five years between reunions. "I only wish we were going to have another one this year." Maybe we can rig up some kind of Hanover meeting before 1956 (our next reunion under the present plan of scheduling). Why don't you talk it up, Art?

Among the spring guests at the Hanover Inn were Dr. and Mrs. Bill Holier of Worcester, Mass. What happened to Ben Dudley this year, Bill? And did Andy Scarlett wheel you around as usual, or is he getting too infirm?

Back in April, 1920, in addition to his duties with the New Britain (Conn.) National Bank, Curt Sheldon was elected treasurer of the city, a part-time job. Running on the Republican ticket, he has been elected every two years since that date, including this year's election. Sometimes he's had opposition on the Democratic ticket, but most elections, including this one, he has been endorsed by both parties. Why, bless my soul, that's a better record than Governor Warren's out in California.

Via Lord Chesterfield Johnnie Shambow, '10, special news correspondent in Boston, comes word that the son of Heinie Whitcomb, "H. 8.," has been made office manager of the Research Division of the United Shoe Machinery Corp. in Boston. About 800 souls work under him. Johnnie and I, in our correspondence, have recalled Peanut Morawski, a "good Joe" if there ever was one, who kicked off on August 7, 1925. Johnnie says he runs across Fred's old dancing partner, Ray Gorton '10, almost every day.

Our sympathy to Ced Wellsted who lost his wife, Ethel, on April u, after a lingering illness. She is survived by Ced and three daughters, all married, and five grandchildren.

YES, TIMES DO CHANGE

I was looking over a column of advice to gals that was written about our time in college. It may be interesting to compare a tew notes on the way it was handled then, as compared to how it might be handled now.

THEN: Naomi—if your face is shiny, discontinue the use of soap.

NOW: Throw on more rouge and face powder. That'll bury the shine.

THEN: Roxanna—l would advise your having a physician remove the wart from your neck; then, unless it is a very large one, there will be no scar.

NOW: Getting rid of that wart on your neck, will make you look better in the new low-cuts, as well as give you a neck he'll love to stroke—or choke.

THEN: Eloise—A girl of 17 wears a skirt of the same length as do older girls, but she should not be permitted to wear a train.

NOW: A girl your age wears overall pants rolled up to the knees, the same as older girls. Who ever heard of a young skirt wearing a train?

THEN: Hortense—lf your budget can stand it, I think it a good idea for your husband to give a modest emolument to Dartmouth's Alumni Fund Foundation.

NOW: Tell that bozo to kick in a good gob of the old moola. After all is said and done, you copped him up at a Winter Carnival didn't you?

Let us, as good members of the class of '09, turn modern as far as the Alumni Fund is concerned.

Class Notes Editor, Pioneer Trail, Aurora, Ohio Secretary and Treasurer, Sandwich, Mass. Class Agent, 667 W. Randolph St., Chicago 6, Ill.