By request of the class secretary, C. C.. Merrill, these lines are being supplied by P. S.Marden as a pinch-hitter for him. A sudden pressure of work apparently make it impossible for C. C. to make the deadline. Unfortunately, he has not provided any notes of recent activities among our classmates as a basis for news and the only ones I know anything about are Charlie and myself. Furthermore, what I know about myself is of no conceivable interest, so one must fall back on Charlie—and he has it coming to him because he isn't the sort 01 man who would ever talk much about Charlie.
C. C. Merrill has been secretary of 1894 ever since we graduated and his knowledge of '94 men, living and dead, their wives, children and achievements, is positively encyclopedic. No class ever had a more assiduous or more competent secretary, so it is a pleasure to be given this opportunity to pay him tribute. By the way, I understand he has just turned his 80th birthday anniversary and is now a fullfledged member of the great and growing Octogenarian Club. He tells me that he and Mrs. Merrill have had an unusually good winter.
And that's about all that can be said at the moment for 1894, save that I have been bothered all winter by a touch of rheumatoid arthritis—which interests me much more than it does anybody else. More news next issue from the pen of the secretary himself.
Secretary, 74 Kirkland St., Cambridge 38, Mass.
Treasurer, 60 Maple St., Somersworth, N. H.
Class Agent, 9 Felton St., Hudson, Mass.