The absence of notes about the Class of 1890 during the past year has not, I hope, led anyone to think that the Class is defunct. The five living graduates and one non-graduate are enjoying a mens sana, if not in a sano corpore, in as much failing eyesight, lack of good hearing, trembling limbs and sagging stomachs are bothering us as is usual with octogenarians. But our spirit is still high, and we can utter a feeble Wah-Hoo-Wah, if there is anything to wah-hoo about.
A letter from Rowe says that he has spent the summer in Lunenberg and Moody, Vt. He is able to walk a little and to eat and sleep, which is all that is expected.
Your Secretary spent a month at Southport, Maine, where the lobsters were so plentiful that he had to omit them from his menu because he was tired of them. He also spent a week in Washington, D. C., thanks to an invitation from his son, Dartmouth '23.
At one of the Secretaries' meetings a speaker said he was sick and tired of seeing the same names in the class notes, and if he will tell me how to divide six members' names into eight or nine parts, I will spread them over the monthly issues of the magazine. Otherwise, I shall have to offend this secretary as it is impossible to get any news from some of them. Along with other above-named infirmities, they have writer's cramp.
Secretary and Treasurer South Acton, Mass.