1916

The Class mourns the passing of Bob Steinert, whose death occurred at the Pennsylvania football game in Hanover, Saturday, October 9, and whose obituary appears in this or a subsequent issue of the ALUMNI MAGAZINE.

Bob was a loyal member of the Class and always attended the gatherings in Boston and vicinity. At college he was a member of the 1919 Aegis Board, the Dartmouth Board, the Cercle Francais, the Freshman and Varsity Mandolin Clubs. He was a member of Beta Theta Pi fraternity and Dragon, honorary senior society. Later in life he was a bridge player of note and was a member of a championship team in Boston.

At the funeral services at Peterborough the Class was represented by Jim Shanahan,Gene McQuesten, and Ralph Parker. The deep sympathy of the Class is expressed to Bob's wife, Lucy, and to the members of her family.

Readers of "Yankee." the magazine published in Dublin, N. H., are getting beaucoup laughs from an article, "The Goldfish Gulpers," written by Classmate Phil Nordell of Ambler, Pa. Phil was burned to a cinder when he read some time back that Harvard University was claiming the (dubious) distinction of launching the colleges across the country into that frenetic orgy of devouring those helpless little denizens of the deep. His indignation was well founded, because he and a classmate, Frank FarnhamGreenleaf, now living in Sabbatus, Me., were gobbling the delicacy (?) before Harvard's claimant, Lothrop Withington Jr., was born. The scene, - the top floor of Richardson, - the date, - January 1913. Further details are set forth in the Balmacaan A. C. Newsletter.

Duff and Betty Lewis were in the British Isles this summer visiting, among other places, the Hebrides and the north of Scotland. Duff remarked that they didn't catch up with the Clan Balmacaan. They were sorry to be absent from Boston at the time of Roger Morse's funeral. Gran and RuthFuller and Dick Parkhurst went to the Morse home in Wellesley Hills after the services. Mrs. Morse and the family spoke feelingly of the flowers the Class had sent, and of the messages which had come in from Classmates. ... The erudite Herb andMrs. Lord, - the only erudite members of our Class - were among the 200 Dartmouth alumni who returned with their families, to live in a Dartmouth dormitory for the last two weeks in August, attend classes, prepare reading assignments and take part in the discussion groups. Herb" asks, "Do you know a better way to spend a vacation?" . . . The pleasant summer idyl enjoyed by Roy Brahana and Rog Evans, - a leisurely ride through New England to the old home of Roy's late wife Myrtle in St. John, New Brunswick, stopping on the way to and from Canada to visit scenes of their youth and a number of Classmates, will be told in detail in an early Newsletter. ... Many thanks for the card sent me from the Dartmouth Club Dinner in Washington on Dartmouth Night - October 8 - and signed by Betty Wilson, Selma Mott, Granand Ruth Fuller, John Ames, and Larry and Mary Pope '18. Betty and Selma were going out to Gettysburg next day to lunch with Stew and Louella Paul.

It's interesting to see that the Class has 32 members, including one life member, in the Dartmouth Educational Association. This is a non-profit corporation organized under the laws of Massachusetts in 1896 to assist needy students preparing for and pursuing courses of study at the College. Its total membership has grown to 1711. It aims to help boys all of us would be glad to help if we knew them. It has worked quietly and done much good over the years. The services of its officers and trustees are gratuitous. One of the three trustees is our president, Dick Parkhurst.

I also regret to report the death of the Rev. Robert William McClure, which occurred on October 5. Bob was a missionary in China for many years, and later a missionary in administrative work in California. He was never an active member of the Class after graduation and our information is limited.

Heavenly Day! The Harvard game is not yet a thing of the past, nor have I thought of getting a single Christmas letter off to Europe, but I find as I write this that the idiosyncrasies of the publishing game are such that I must be wishing my readers the Compliments of the Season. I don"t feel the least bit Christmasy, but nonetheless I hope that the little round man with the cherry cheek and twinkling eye will be good to you all, and may you have as many more Merry Christmases and Happy New Years as you can enjoy. The New Year will usher in 1966 and our Fiftieth Reunion. May it be the finest and most enjoyable one yet.

Secretary, 7 Swarthmore Place Swarthmore, Pa.

Treasurer, Staples Point, Freeport, Maine

Bequest Chairman,