1905

George Stevens helped prove, unfortunately, that a" bathroom is almost as dangerous a place as our streets. In the early spring he had the bad luck to fall and break his hip. This accident necessitated a six-week stay in the hospital. At last account he was able to get about on two crutches, an inconvenience he expected to have to put up with for some six months. He retired from Crompton T. Knowles Loom works last January.

A letter from Lou Wallis stated that he was in good health but that in his Florida home he missed something that the vigorous climate of his beloved Canaan (N. H.) had afforded him.

Walter Nourse had sold his home on Martha's Vineyard preparatory to returning to Los Angeles, his old stomping ground. At this writing we have not heard what contact he had with the two hurricanes that swept our New England coast. His address will be 35041/2 Victoria Ave., L.A. 16.

Mildred and I had a pleasant visit with Cyand Hilda White on our return trip from Casco Bay. We found that Carol, speaking of hurricanes, had left their place practically unscathed, but had swept away the dock, newly repaired, from which Cy was wont, hardy soul, to take his morning plunge into the invigorating waters of the Bay.

As for ourselves, Mildred and I had as much acquaintance with Carol as we cared for. In rather literal fear and trembling we endured the brunt of the storm in our cottage almost on the water's edge on Burtins Island, Casco Bay, but the cottage stood firm, perhaps helped by the fact that two lofty spruce trees tipped over on the roof. Fortunately the roof stood up unbroken. The wreckage of trees, foliage, flowers was a sad sight.

How proud Rufus Day would have been if he could have lived to see the progress of his son Dr. Emerson Day '34. On July 1 last, The New York Times carried a note, with his picture, that Dr. Day had been appointed chief of the new division of preventive medicine of the Sloan Kettering Institute, research unit of Memorial Center for Cancer and Allied Diseases, which was just being opened. At the same time he was named Professor of Preventive Medicine at the Sloan-Kettering division of Cornell University Medical Cqllege.

By the circuitous route of Ev Marsh '08 to George Squier 'OB, to Jack Childs '09, I am happy to quote from Ev, writing from Clearwater, Fla., last spring. Ev says:

"A happy reunion was with my dear friend, Hugh Mac Lean '05 and his wife Marjorie from Evanston, Ill. We started a real partnership fifty years ago as roommates in Richardson Hall. Let me share with you something that is priceless to me! I quote from a letter of Hugh's... 'and recalled those far-off, happy days in Hanover which, indeed, were only yesterday. It seems to me it is something to look back upon and enjoy to the full. Perhaps dreams were meant for that - to be lived over and over again. It is inspiring, too, to think that a friendship of over fifty years still exists, and in its maturity, its years of understanding, is deeper and finer than ever, and that can be counted upon as one of the great treasures which makes life worth living, which cannot be taken away, and which grows fonder with years." "

Tub Besse had a taste of Edna down at Swan Lake, Belfast, Me. With Silver and A IvaHatch he had accepted an invitation to visit Elsie and Marion Grover at their cottage. They had a grand time, in spite of the "oceans" of water poured on Maine. Elsie, Tub says, proved himself a "strong, tough guy," for sallying forth in rain clothes and boots he worked all day clearing debris, hauling out boats and performing various feats like a youngster.

Tub urges that we get busy with our preparations for our 50th reunion. For his own part, he has already arranged the date for the '05 -'06 dinner at the New York Dartmouth Club, Friday evening, December 10. He hopes that a large turn-out for that dinner may prove a boost for the reunion. So please put that date down at once and plan to be with us for that delightful get-together.

Who's Who in '05 CHARLES A. BROOKS

Son of a Claremont, N. H., druggist and State Senator, Charlie Brooks entered Hanover quietly and except for singing in the Episcopal choir, modestly, cheerfully, and diligently continued his quiet way through the next four years.

Upon graduation he entered the employ of Wm. E. Barrett of Boston, a Dartmouth man then interested in several business enterprises, including the ownership of the Boston Daily Advertiser and the Evening Record. Starting as a clerk in one of his suburban enterprises, and then transferred to the Boston newspaper activity, Charlie became solicitor for display advertising and served until the newspapers were sold. He was in the employ of Mr. Barrett for ten years. In 1911 he married Jessie Maddocks of Skowhegan, a Cape Cod and Melrose schoolteacher. Charlie by this time had decided to work for himself. He bought a farm in Hampstead, N. H., about ten miles "Northwest of Haverhill, Mass. Nothing inherited from the druggist business, nor a Dartmouth AB degree, nor yet his newspaper experience, would seem ideal to produce a farmer. But, in combination with New England self-reliance and initiative, they did accomplish that result in this case very well.. Thirty-nine years operating this farm, now of 57 acres, ought to prove this. Mr. Brooks learned the business largely by reading and horse sense, although his specialty is cows and hens, Ayrshires and Leghorns. His thirty head of cattle, when so disposed, produce Grade A milk for wholesale, and his many hens, when generously minded, produce table eggs, also for wholesale.

Feeding all these quadrupeds and bipeds and keeping them in health is a substantial business in itself. The Brooks dairy farm is well provided with modern power equipment for milking cows, for cleanliness, and for transportation. Even the pasture fences carry low voltage electric current.

In addition to his farm, Mr. Brooks is representative, in a group of towns including Hampstead, for the Eastern States Farmers' Cooperative Exchange, one of the largest cooperatives in the East. In this capacity he orders carloads of grain and other farm supplies for distribution to the farmers of the area.

Standing high in the respect of his fellow townsmen, Charlie Brooks served as their selectman for a number of years, and then for many years as their town clerk, a function which he still performs. He is also justice of the peace, which gives him the privilege of being awakened at any time after midnight.

The Brooks have brought up three foster children after losing three of their own. If and when they retire, they plan to find a competent person to operate the farm, and to move from their present most attractive home to another and smaller house on the property. From there they hope to enjoy a rest and to do such limited traveling in America as Mr Brooks' rather severe asthma will permit. That will be quite a change from the seven-day week and 24-hour day which farming has exacted from Charlie.

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