CLASS OF 1913
Warren P. ("Babe") Smith has been elected vice-president of J. G. White and Company, Inc., at 37 Wall St., New York city. "Babe" has been associated with White for many years.
Bob Mungall reports from Kharkoff, Russia, his arrival on July 9, and a fine trip over, with a week in Berlin and one in Moscow before he went 500 miles south to Kharkoff for three months. He then returns to Moscow for the balance of his two years stay in Russia. "We have a very attractive apartment here, but are the only Americans. At this plant 9000 people are employed. The Russians are certainly doing everything to make us comfortable, and when my car arrives we expect to enjoy the surrounding country. These people are all working, construction work of all kinds going on, and they are doing a good job." His job is with General Electric.
Sid and Lillian Akerstrom toured the White Mountains in July and August, and were at Hanover for a breakfast. Too early in the morning for a "strawberry jigger," says Lillian. Sid had to be in Washington to start sea duty on U. S. S. Arkansas on August 29, but he expects to be in Boston in October, probably for a few games.
It is our sad duty to note the death of George Agnew, which occurred on July 27 at Pboenix, Arizona. Elsewhere will be found the obituary notice.
With the arrival of a boy on Sunday, August 24, Len Manley announces that they now have a "perfect foursome," two boys and two girls. Everyone doing finely.
"Von," Clarence L. von Tacky, has joined the group of those who play golf when they please. The Titusville Oil Works were sold to Crew Levick (Cities Service) in the spring and the von Tackys ceased operating their holdings. "Yon" says there isn't half as much fun in playing golf now as when he had to plan a little in advance or sneak away once in a while. He is now to manage a plant in an entirely different line of business.
"Chuck" Riley—Charles S. on the letter head—is associated with Otis, Jones, and Company, insurance, surety bonds, at 110 William St., New York city. To be on hand without fail, he has sent in his 1931 contribution to the Alumni Fund. All who wish to follow suit will make less work for "Mose" next spring. Speaking of the fund, some may have missed the report from the class agent, so—here 'tis:
FINAL REPORT TO THE CLASS OF
1913 Living Percent of PercentGraduates Contributors of Quota 1912 213 75 80 1913 203 99 110 1914 244 67 75
Boys, just look at that! Do you see what I see? Now we are square with that '12 bunch for that wise stuff they pulled in 1909, trying to sell us old radiators and obsolete textbooks; also for playing about 15 men against us in the last stages of the class football game, which we won, unless my memory has gone haywire.
Since last June we have lost Earl Craig and Fred Gannon—Fred after a long losing fight in sanitariums and Earl after a relatively short sickness. Each had made much more than the usual run of success in business, and both were most loyal to the old college. Looking over the old Alumni Fund records it is impossible to find a year they had not contributed. Regardless of the A. F. it is tough to lose them. Mrs Craig sent in a check for Earl and Yick Nutt for Fred. So these boys are still with us, as are Larry Chisholm, Bob Durgin, Link Fall, Karl Fulmer, Milon Logan, Austin Noble, Vic Schellenberg, Dean Thompson, and Hod Teall. Monti Fall '10 sent in Link's and Maynard Teall '10 sent in Hod's.
Cy Perkins, Ned Crawford, and Dana Waterman read in the papers that good old George F. Baker had given us another million to run the library and promptly sent checks for almost as much.
Thirty-two of the classes made their quota. No class anywhere near us in age made such a wonderful % of contributors.
The first contribution received was Keith Wood's fat hundred bucks from Germany last fall. I took it down stairs to show Wilk, and we gave Keith a Wah-Hoo-Wah. The check was made out to me, so I 'lowed I would use it to go to Philly for the Navy game. Wilk promptly claimed half, and we got to fighting and so I sent it up to Hanover. Chippy Semmes' was received December, 1929. Guess he wanted to get it in on the w k. income tax.
The last check to get under the wire was Joe Dolan's from Los Angeles by air mail. Almost as close as the Cornell game last fall, when we put over the winning touchdown with but 28 seconds left to play. Bill Davis and I sat together, and we made enough noise to make up for any of the missing classmates.
Not a week goes by and sometimes hardly a day that an officer of some college does not come to Hanover to find out how the place is run or some branch of the curriculum handled. Make no mistake about it, it is recognized nationally and even internationally that Dartmouth is a very exceptional institution.
It is difficult to dope out the Alumni Fund, but after much research work I have formulated two laws: 1 Judge Hugus' and Stub Stoughton's checks are inversely proportional to their size. 1. Nate Lenfestey's and Sid Akerstrom's are directly proportional to size of their waistlines.
One of the boys (name not furnished on request) has told me that when he drops off, Dartmouth College will get everything he leaves behind. I believe circumstances are such that he can do this without working any hardship on his family. He is a funny feller in that he cares no more for the old college than he does for his right eye. It is deplorable, is it not, Brother McAllister!
George F Baker says you can get more for a million in Hanover than any place he ever saw.
The class of 1911 made 124% of its quota with but 74% of contributiors. How? Well, in 1929 they had individual contributions of $750, $400, $200, $150, $125, and plenty of $100 ones. Most of the classes around our age have a $500 contributor, or 2 or 3 $200 ones. Give us time and we will be getting some of these princely gifts. We have our share of fellows who are well on their way to $$$. And when it comes to % of class contributing we will take off our hats to none of 'em.
Unsolicited testimonials from a few of our hundreds of satisfied customers: "The mills aren't running, the cows have dried up, the hens refuse to lay, the fish won't bite, the wife had to have an operation, the four children have to eat, the car needs new tires, and the Yale hoodoo persists, but here is my check." "If I give to anything it will be the Alumni Fund." "It is a privilege to help Dartmouth College." "I get a great kick out of your letters both long-hand and typewritten, because I know you are keeping after the rest of the boys just as much as you are me. Go to it, old man and more power to you." "Wish it were more," etc. Wilk pulled a tendon playing ping-pong. Oh girls, let us start a crusade against these vicious games.
Long distance contest between Keith Wood, Kippy Tuck, Eddie Stiles, and Matt Gately—Germany, Hungary, British Columbia, and Argentine, respectively. Pete Seidler is now back in this country, so is not eligible for long distance competition. Bob Mungall sent his in the day before starting for Moscow on his two-year foreign tour of duty for General Electric. Kozotsky! Let us take turns sending Bob 15 cents for a shave. Send 'em in early next year, boys.
The biggest bargain I know—class dues for three berries, which includes the Alumni Bulletin.
Ode to Cheerless Richardson There was a highbrow from New York Who ate his glace with a fork: When it comes to the Fund He need never be dunned, Did this snappy highbrow from New York.
'Nother ode.
There was a big horse from the West Who hit the old line with a zest; And twenty years later A much more sedater Chet Dudley came through like the rest.
Those will make Ted Davis turn green with envy.
Hark ye to the story of the meanest guy in the class of 1913. When our total got up around 3,000 smackers, this bird remarked that it looked like my golf score. My gosh! And I saw that feller take a 12 on the 6th hole at Needham. I will not mention any names, but if it happens again get ready to elect a new class secretary. Nor Catterall, Jack Remsen, Jack Alden, and the rest of those New York pirates never would have challenged the Boston bunch to come over for a contest on Yick Nutt's public course if they hadn't seen said secretary and Hal Knight and Buff Bufium and Clif Clarke hooking and slicing 'em all over the course at the '28 reunion.
There is no false pride among ourselves and there should be none. If any man can't contribute even a dollar bill to Dartmouth College we certainly don't want to ask him to do so. But those fellows can be counted on the fingers of one hand. The rest ought to do their stuff.
Right back on the first notice next year, boys.
I see E. K. Hall has retired from the V. P. of the Am. Tel. & Tel. and will live in Hanover. He and Hoppy ought to make a great team, especially with Bob Conant, Freddy Page, and Harry French right on the ground, with Morris Cone, Gus Perry and Bill English only a few minutes away. Bill has been laid up under Harry's care. Bill says Harry is a first-rate pill-roller, and Wilk says he is a corker too.
Two hundred and three living graduates. Two hundred contributors. Let 1912 and 1914 laff that off.
Down at the Choate School in Wallingford, Conn., George Steele is teaching his boys a new Avogardo's hypothesis: "In equal volumes of all classes at the same temperature and pressure there are a lot more contributions in 1913."
We are not running any give-till-it-hurts proposition, but if a fellow gets a $500 or a $1,000 raise or makes an extra bundle of jack he ought to raise his Alumni Fund ante some. That's fair enough.
Shum sends his in two installments. It is a case of check and double check.
At the alumni banquet I overheard Dr. Trowbridge, '81 class agent, spoofing some of the grads that his class was 1900. He was getting away with it until I told the spoofees that his son was 1913. The good doctor's class made 225% of its quota.
Boyss you did your stuff and you did it well. Adverse business conditions affected a great many of the boys. Many got hurt badly in the stock market crashes. But almost everybody did their best for the old college. Grads, non-grads, memorials, fellows who did little more than stick their heads in Chuck Emerson's office in 1909. What an exhibition of loyalty to Dartmouth College!
Thank you all, and the best of everything to you all during the coming twelve months.
CHARLES H. LINSCOTT, Class Agent August 5, 1930.
The Secretary's summer trip this year was confined to New Hampshire, but a few days were spent at Laconia with "T. D." and Marion Jewett—but the fishing wasn't too good, for the bass ran small for the most part, not many over 16 inches; "Mose" and El Linscott were at Camp Ossipee on Winnipesaukee; Sid and Lillian Akerstrom at Franconia when a two-day trip through the three notches was made; Ralph Samuel was at Hanover, enjoying the Inn and the town as well as the golf; when playing at Mojalaki in Franklin, Chuck Stone was also much in evidence, and Fred Libbey was "slicing" on his way to his camp at Second Connecticut Lakes; Phil Randall, of course, was at the Hotel Randall in North Conway; he was unable to visit Rye North Beach, N. H., Tubby and Marjorie Merrill and Jack and Louise Nelson, so missed the Rye group of the class; Emmett and Kathleen Pishon were found at Egypt and we took in a fire. In the June 1930 issue of Life InsuranceCourant we read:
"R.S.Edwards, in succeeding Mr. Mason at 52 Vanderbilt Ave., New York city, takes over a very important link in the Aetna's metropolitan New York agency organization. His long and intensive experience in life insurance and organization activities particularly well prepares him to continue the splendid work of this agency. Mr. Edwards is a Dartmouth graduate, class of 1913. He went with the Aetna in 1915 as group representative. Interrupted in his business career from 1917 to 1919 while serving in the World War, he returned to the Aetna in 1919 as a home office representative, covering New England for the group division. A few months later he became associated with the Boston general agency under Vice President Luther, who was then general agent in Boston. In 1921 he went to the home office, and was soon after made assistant secretary of the group division, being made secretary in 1924. His success in this work led to his appointment as general agent in Detroit in November of 1925 in partnership with E. W. Baker. Mr. Baker has resigned to devote his entire time to personal production in Detroit."
Joe Dolan was in Phoenix, Arizona, in August, where Leeds Gulick found him, or rather Joe found Leeds, as Joe's additional twenty-five pounds had made some change in the boy. Joe is doing well with the J. C. Penney Company as engineer of construction.
Leeds Gulick is planning on the Dartmouth-Stanford game in the fall, and we hope he makes the grade.
Secretary, 40 Broad St., Boston
