LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
An Orchid for Hal Braman
TO THE EDITOR
In many directions I have heard comment and praise concerning the series on Dartmouth songs written by Harold F. Braman '21. It is one of the outstanding features appearing in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE.
For all of us it is indeed fortunate that you have living in your area such a gifted writer and delver into the beginnings of Dartmouth music, its composition, authorship, and singing.
Incidentally, I often wonder if the young men of Dartmouth today continue to enjoy music and singing as much as they were enjoyed years ago by my old friends Harry Wellman '07, Paul Felt '06, Walter Rogers '09, and Walter Golde '10, aided by "Pat" Hathaway '07, Harry McDevitt '07 and Mort Hull '09; or as much as they were some 40-odd years ago by Stirling Wilson '16 and Johnny Chipman '19, who has composed and written so many fine songs including Vox Clamantis - Dartmouth Calls. And one must not overlook the many fine contributions of Jack Childs '09, especially with lyrics.
New York, N.Y.
And Another
TO THE EDITOR:
You will be interested in knowing about the favorable reactions I have heard concerning Hal Braman's series on music at Dartmouth. In this neck of the woods, famous for the Garden Spot, praise runs high from guys I contact at the weekly Dartmouth lunch of the Cleveland Association at which I am a regular attendant. One of the lads said last Friday it is the best feature he has seen in your MAGAZINE for a long time. I get similar reactions from some of my correspondents.
You are fortunate in having a gifted writer and a sedulous researcher like Hal Braman living in the environs of Hanover. Although retired, Hal is in vigorous health both mentally and physically. I and others hope he will carry on with his musical theme, for music has always played a big part in the lives of Dartmouth men.
Aurora, Ohio
River Fun "Au Naturel"
TO THE EDITOR
Apropos the Ledyard article, I recall three students who went down the Connecticut River with more unusual costumes than Ledyard's. "Bags" Wanamaker '15, Paul Harmon '14, and Win Snow '14 started down on two logs unhollowed-out with only one student clothed. At Wilder we did not go over the falls but returned on the Vermont side, dressed (this is the point) in the spare clothes of the only clothed student (and in those days that was quite minimal). The log jam was on at the Norwich-Hanover bridge. Remember the log jam?
Winthrop, Mass.
Professor Hull's Papers
TO THE EDITOR
The letter written by Mr. Walter J. Haley '13, appearing in the February issue, poses some questions which, I believe, I am somewhat qualified to answer.
Baker Library did indeed inherit the notes and papers of Professor Gordon Ferrie Hull some six or seven years ago, but to date they have been largely neglected by the College. Except for the efforts of Professor Bancroft Brown and my father, who have tried to restore them to some semblance of order, they might still be untouched.
Mr. Haley could write to Baker concerning the contents of these papers. Perhaps they are again in need of a dusting.
Hanover, N.H.
"III-Gotten Gains"
TO THE EDITOR
In your issue of December 1962, on page 2 under the caption "'Big Green Profit-Sharing," a 1949 alumnus reports profits from betting on football games; advises he has turned over part ($8.00) to the College and urges others "to capitalize on this untapped source of income" for unique benefits to the College. He requests comments and suggestions.
Pondering this challenge and remembering the agitation for legalized sweepstakes with its easy, lucrative, fabulous "untapped source of income" tugging at the gates of the New Hampshire state legislature, should perhaps "Men of Dartmouth" be brought up to date, revitalized? The following is submitted without permission of Richard Hovey:
Let brother bet with brother 'Round the girdled earth; That they may show their colors And all may know their worth.
They'll hang this sign on Dartmouth Hall That all who run may read; For the honor of old Mother They all dare to do this deed.
They'll let the old traditions fail For their ill-gotten gains; With the gamble of New Hampshire In their muscles and their brains
With the gamble of New Hampshire In their muscles and their brains.
Newport, N.H.
Editor's Note: the kind of log jam Mr.Snow refers to was a little before our time.
