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'93 Motes. 



As I have always said, nothing of any account can be going on, without one of our 

 boys being distinctly "in it." Dr. J. Horni is surgeon on the hospital train running 

 from Tampa, Fla., up to the northern cities with the wounded from Santiago. Usual 

 luck, he won't hear the merry whistle of the bullet and be a veteran of the late war, 

 anyhow. 



We regret to be forced to say that we met Dick Specker at a show in a very spiritual 

 (accent on the first two syllables) state of body, not mind. 



That interesting and inseparable trio, Harry Heller, bike and camera can be seen 

 on Eighth avenue any nice Sunday afternoon. 



Dr. Schlichter has forsaken the ranks of freedom and is now a duly settled, married 

 man. Dong life and happiness to Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Schlichter. 



Lehman had 100 per cent, in Dental Materia Medica at the Baltimore College. 



The inimitable Tanny has sold his store in Brooklyn and opened another at Man- 

 hattan avenue, corner 117th street, New York. He met with a painful as well as 

 dangerous accident, some Vichy syphons exploding, and cutting his face severely. 

 He is luckily as good as new again, and we sincerely hope he will stay so for many 

 years. 



Raymond Paddock now has a store in Fulton street, Brooklyn, where he reports 

 business as booming. 



The lovely Jeremiah Timothy Brady Twomey is again located in Long Island City. 

 He was lost for some time, but says he is only happy when within a mile of the im- 

 mortal P. J. Gleason. 



Ricksecker is still adding to his earthly wealth at 129th street and Seventh avenue. 



James Wilson is still the same curly-haired young man of good moral character. 



"Dear Old Sport Popper " Zwingli has opened a store in Saranac Lake, N. Y. His 

 health has improved and, we sincerely hope, will continue doing so. He is in a fine 

 climate and we hope his health and his wealth will keep on rolling up together. 



Billy Reusswig seems to be the happiest man in New Jersey. And why shouldn't 

 he be, with a charming wife and a prosperous business. 



Jake Stage is in town with a splendid record from the Baltimore Medical College. 

 He not only has the aforesaid record but also his bike, with which he is also trying 

 to make a record. 



Luttman is located at Columbus avenue and 81st street. He has grown a set of 

 whiskers which should be the pride of the class. 



Heidemann is now an M.D., and has secured the appointment at the Brooklyn Hos- 

 pital, although there were eighteen contestants for the position. 



Ambor has passed his first year at Bellevue. 



And now comes the saddest as well as hardest task of all — the chronicling of the 

 death of one of the boys whom we learned to love in the days we spent together. 

 Hopkins is dead. He passed quietly away the second Sunday in July. Of his char- 

 acter and disposition I can say nothing that all who knew him do not already know, 

 As a mutual friend said, "Would that more of us were like him, and could look back 

 on our lives with as little shame as he could." I can add no more to that eulogy as 

 these simple words tell of him all that he was. May the good he did live after him 

 forever. Eugene F. Lohr. 



'94 Notes. 



Frank N. Pond, president of the N. Y. C. P. Cycle Club, has just returned from a 

 pleasant outing spent with relatives at Nantucket, R. I. 



