Brush, Metcalf, and do not forget 

 the Club, which sorely mises your 

 good company and leadership. 



H. H. Farquhar, '09, is troubled 

 about spacing. Never mind a little 

 thing, Henry, juiSt so you get the 

 hillsides back into woods and some- 

 thing growing. Gdod luck to you in 

 your work and don't forget that a 

 little optimism helps things along. 



Starker, '12, is right on the job in 

 Oregon; he was on the Whitman 

 with Weber and has had experience 

 in one of those mixed crews, evident- 

 ly gathered for "Comparative-:Col- 

 lege-ology." Starker believes in Ore- 

 gon and big timber, and we have big 

 hopes for him. Never let go of the 

 main thread, Starker; the people of 

 Oregon first, last, and all the time. 



Whiting Alden, '11, is located at 

 Calgary, Alberta, Canada, and is 

 with the C. P. Ry. Evidently he 

 has struck the C. P. R. gait, for he 

 finds no time for letter writing, and 

 the reporter is obliged to go toy what 

 friend Winegar and the "birdie" 

 say. Spruce up; snow is flying; the 

 fires are out in the woods and kindled 

 in the chimney. So drop us a line 

 and tell us all about it. The Club, 

 both races, B. & S. all wish you 

 the best of luck. 



R. Goode, '11, was with the Chest- 

 nut Blight work the paist season. 



R. H. Boerker, '11, is still on the 

 Lassen; and is getting ready for a 

 big sale in "bug-killed" Lodgepole. 

 He loves the woods, flirts strongly 

 with science, and is steadily looking 

 for hard nuts to crack. 



Strothman, '11, is still on the Cali- 

 fornia; revels in heliograph with long 

 resting spells of the kind Congress 

 provides by special non-appropria- 

 tion. These spells save money in 

 the way Congress loves to save; they 

 give food for thought, leisure lor a 

 poker game, and plenty of time for 

 fires to thin the forest, ergo, they 

 are good. But Strothman is getting 

 anxious to make a better survey and 

 get some trails to those natural seed- 

 ing and other points of interest. All 

 comes to him who waits, (provided 

 he hustles.) 



Earl Frothingham, '0*6, is still 

 after the 'monographs of our forest 

 trees, a most worthy enterprise and 



one in which the Club and every 

 Michigan -man is interested. So here 

 is good luck to you. Frothingham 

 owos the Club a visit and unless >he 

 pays up by December 31, the interest 

 rate is doubled and foreclosure "in- 

 stituted." Just now Frothingham is 

 alter Hemlock and Ash, and is going 

 to invade the Great Lakes country. 

 When a single man he had a habit of 

 getting up there in "Warbler" season, 

 but these things don't affect him any 

 more. 



Grossman, '12, evidently went back 

 to the high divide or the "roof of 

 the New World" to help Monse at 

 St. Anthony, Idaho. "Lodgepole and 

 the Tetons for me," he used to say 

 at the meetings and we fully agree. 

 The Club misses its ex-president, and 

 sends best regards. 



Mike Sweeney, '12, is nicely set- 

 tled on the 'Medicine Bow, with head- 

 quarters at Laramie, and is glad to 

 be back with fresh air, clear good 

 water and the big out-of-doors. Best 

 wiishes to you, Sweeney. 



Herbert Graff, '08, Supervisor on 

 the Idaho, sent in a surprise by ask- 

 ing for a couple of husky fellows to 

 do surveying and trail work; who 

 could sleep on a rail, board them- 

 selves, and ask no wages, and who 

 were willing not only to bark their 

 shins, but also break their neckis for 

 sheer enthusiasm of the kind that 

 prevailed in the "early days." "Do not 

 send m e any cigarettist, neither do I 

 want anyone in love or married. All 

 such are not worth a - ." Need- 

 less to say, there was a perfect rush 

 with "Skinny" Weber in the lead. 

 Let us have a line now and then, 

 Graff, the Club thinkis of you when 

 no one else does. 



E. H. Pound blew in for a chat 

 about the Amazon. Incidentally he 

 brought Prof. Roth a cane made 

 from a stick of Palm, the stick used 

 as a fish spear, and one of the few 

 things saved in a canoe wreck, about 

 2,800 mileis up the Amazon. Pound 

 is at McGill in Montreal, because 

 there is a man there giving some 

 work in economic Botany with sipe- 

 cial reference to the Tropical forests. 

 Best of luck, Pound. 



Roy G. Pierce, '08, the successful 

 Supervisor on the Dismal River, etc. 



