Class Notes

1902

April 1951 DR. PHILIP P. THOMPSON, JUDGE DAVIS B. KENISTON, PROF. ROY W. HATCH
Class Notes
1902
April 1951 DR. PHILIP P. THOMPSON, JUDGE DAVIS B. KENISTON, PROF. ROY W. HATCH

Roy Hatch has spent the winter at his little home in DeLeon Springs, Florida (pictured above) and called the "Hatchienda." He has planted orange trees on his half-acre and last year shipped 25 baskets to friends in the North. Early this year he feared that frost was endangering the crop. Roy still keeps busy and last fall delivered a lecture at Stetson University, Deland, Florida, to the Future Teachers of America group. He says he is often called to speak on his two favorite themes:—Abraham Lincoln (even in the South) and Bobbie Burns. He has a new book just out this winter, entitled Journeys through the Americas."Beezle" Parker still lives in Reading and reports a brisk business in the insurance field. He's the same breezy hand-shanking "Beeze." I know the following poem by Roy Hatch on "Clothespins" Richardson will be enjoyed not only by our class but by all the older Dartmouth men who were privileged to sit under that genial gentleman and scholar.

IN CLOTHESPINS' CLASS

I do not have to picture him I'm sure, Tho half-a-hundred years have gone or more. Turn backward Time: we still can sit In Clothespin's class in English Lit. And, listening close, we still can hear Those full rich tones in accents clear:—"The world is too much with us late and soon, "Getting and spending we lay waste our powers." For age and wit were his, and only Youth was ours. "Youth knows but half: the best is yet to be." We somehow caught this truth in his philosophy. We got from him the faith that in this life There can be beauty with the endless strife. And the hope, Dear Classmates, that even we Have Intimations of Immortality. "Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silences, Truths that wake to perish never. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither And see the children sport upon the shore And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore." Now comes the pause: and then clean-cut and sure "Gentlemen, the finest line in English literature." Yes, Clothespins, this was the truth you brought, The finest things in life are caught—not taught.

HOST OF "HATCHIENDA": Roy Hatch 'O2 (r) en- tertains classmate Tom Barnes at his winter home in DeLeon Springs, Fla.

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