1901

From The Bulletin of August 21, written by S. C. Hayward '26 in part: "Ernest Martin Hopkins '01 died in his sleep from a coronary attack, August 13 at his summer home in Manset, Me. The funeral service was held in Rollins Chapel, Saturday, August 15 with a throng of 1,000 paying final respects to their beloved friend and associate.

"For some time he had suffered from angina pectoris with uneven heart rhythm, and narrowing of heart openings that caused occasional and unpredictable spells of faintness. But his flaming spirit and great vigor of mind buoyed him up to keep going through the years when callers at his Rope Ferry Road home found him just as full of stories and stimulating conversation as ever. As always for every one within the sound of his voice you left his presence lifted up and renewed in spirit.

"The service was profoundly reverent. Organ music included songs of the College, ending with 'Dartmouth Undying,' then 'Men of Dartmouth' ringing from Baker Library, then the slow tolling on the big bell in the Chapel belfry."

Dartmouth College mourns for its ex president, Dr. Ernest Martin Hopkins. Our class mourns for one of its beloved members, to us "Hoppy." Our sympathy goes out to his daughter, Mrs. John F. Spahr of Philadelphia and her family. Flowers were arranged for by Gertrude, the widow of our classmate, Edward W. Warren.

This is Hop's final letter to me: "There is little to write about myself. I have retired from almost every connection I have had and sit quietly here and watch the world, especially the College go by. And how wonderfully Dartmouth goes under the wise and devoted leadership of which it is possessed. We of the 63 years out could not have imagined what the College of today was to become.

"I have some difficulty getting around as much as I would like to for my legs will not function as well as they used to do but in the main I think I am as well as I have any right to expect to be.

"I spent a month this winter in Puerto Rico at a most attractive hotel, El Conquistator under the efficient management of George Cummings '44. This summer I hope to go to my summer place at Southwest Harbor, Me.

"It remains a great source of pride to me to be a Dartmouth man and a member of the class of '01."

A business and personal friend of FrankieNewhall, Buel B. Whitehall, sent in, following my birthday letter to him, a fine note reading in part as follows: "We had a birthday party for Frank and he is still talking about it. The memory lingers. He has failed quite much. As you know he is quite well up in years and becomes confused a good part of the time. We have three nurses around the clock. We are doing the best we can for him. My son is a Dartmouth graduate of a later vintage."

Later I received a letter written by one of his nurses: "So good to hear from you, those good wishes mean so much. I am having good care. You all are in my thoughts although I cannot attend the alumni functions." Frank had signed this note himself and his signature was very plain. Many thanks to the nurse for her note and to Mr. Whitehall for his interest and kindness for our friend Frank.

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