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Since our observations, dispatched in late August, have not yet after two months reaches these dim eyes, we feel it is none too soon and maybe even too late, to wish you all a Merry Christmas. In any event, "A Happy Year."

A month ago the fall get-together took place in Hanover. As usual it was, a gala affair. Sandoe and Spider Martin between them usurped all day Friday for meetings, but by dinner time work was done. The dinner was good and after dinner "speakings" were handled by Al Foley '18, who like Freddie McCrea's wine gets better with age. Saturday's luncheon was lively and great fun, but we lost the game to a very good Holy Cross team. Still, those of us who have watched them since September, could see that the "rebuilding team" was improving each time out. As always cocktails at the Larmon house atop Balch Hill was the crowning event. And charming Kitty did it, as always", charmingly.

The day before all these events there was a golf match on the new Quechee course. JackRoss, all the way from Portland, Oregon, ChetGale from Buffalo, Spider Martin from Wellesley and a local boy named Davis went at it. The foliage color was gorgeous, the day delightful, the course fine, and we all played brilliantly. Spider, his gamesmanship still effective, won one large devalued dollar from each of us. The Rosses plan some time on Cape Cod with brother Frank Ross '21 and then set sail for the West Coast. Win Batchelder, who has instant reproduction and immediate distribution, will have told you all about it in the SmokeSignal long before this.

Chet DeMond, expected at the fall party, failed to come because sudden illness had rushed him off to the hospital. We were relieved to get a bill for class dues from him, read on the way south, in which he said all was well. There is nothing like a few bills to be sent to restore an ailing treasurer. And from George and MarionRand, who couldn't make it to Denver and back for the get-together (and from Sherry Baketel '20 as well) a clip stating that Bill McCarter had been honored as one of the recipients of the James Lynah Memorial Trophy, an award presented annually by the Eastern College Athletic Conference to an Eastern College athletic administrator who has made unusual contributions to college athletics. The Award was accepted by William H. McCarter Jr. 60, Bill's son. And, kindness of Spider Martin, a note he received from Larry Eastman thanking him for his birthday card. He says, in part. "Ed Fiske was at our local Dartmouth Club meeting a month ago and 1 had hoped he would be there again yesterday. Waddy Owen, my roommate, had his 50th Anniversary Celebration September 27 with a big turnout in Friendship, Me., followed by a buffet in Damariscotta."

And finally, our busy Queen Bee, Dorothy Sandoe, is off on a new enterprise. She is about to make Chinese Fortune cookies into each of which, she tells us, she will insert a fortune created by us. We had to tell her we had never seen a fortune cookie. In the next post a box of them arrived. We can see possibilities in this and, though we have created only one in several days, it is a good one: "You will soon meet .a woman with lovely brown eyes - especially the one in her forehead." Our guess is that before we're through with this we'll have the people of China climbing the wall - the Great Wall of China we suppose.

Secretary,24-C Lake Morton Apts. Lakeland, Fla. 33801

Treasurer, Dibble Hill Rd. West Cornwall, Conn. 06796