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press. Frederic Goudy was chosen to do this new typeface, and during the that year I was called in quite often to see what Mr. Goudy had sent out in the way of letter designs, to check them over for possible suggestions and to work with them as closely as possible on this new project. The presentation was made by the Class of 19′-Hj during graduation week on the 5th of June in 1941.
Mary Treanor was still working with us and with Robin Park at the press. Mary set up an announcement for the event. The press was to be called the Hartley Burr Alexander Press in memory of the great Scripps teacher. The program consisted of the introduction of the guests of honor, Nelly Alexander; Catherine Coffin Phillips, who had made possible the type; Frederic Goudy himself; and myself, who had given them the Washington hand press on which I had started. I have further notes about a subsequent dedication:
September 18th, 1941, was a memorable day at Scripps and the whole campus, especially Dorothy Drake, was excited by the celebration arranged for the presentation of the new type Goudy had designed for their little press. The type had been cast up by Mackenzie and Harris and a couple of paragraphs had been set up, none too well. On Monday Goudy brought it into the shop and we restyled it, making a few corrections and alterations and proofs and he took the type out to Claremont with him for the celebration on Thursday. Here it was placed on the old hand press, and as a miscellaneous group of students, faculty and friends gathered around, Mr. Goudy pulled a proof to inaugurate the Hartley Burr Alexander Press.
That evening there was a banquet in honor of Mr.
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Goudy and Mrs. Phillips who put up $1,000 for the design of the type. It was formal and Mr. Goudy and I changed our clothes in his room at the Claremont Inn. Thanks to him I did not have to go cuff-buttonless as he had an extra pair which the Boston House of Printing craftsman had given him on some occasion, and I had forgotten to bring any. The dinner was followed by many lengthy speeches by Dr. Jaqua, Dorothy Drake, Mrs. Esterly and Robert Schad leading up to the piece de resistance, the talk by Frederick Goudy. All of these talks had been elaborate, very finished and fluently given. Mr. Goudy got up and stumbled around a few minutes as he deprecated the many nice things which had been said about him in the previous introductions. Then he told how happy he was, as Christopher Morley had once said: ‘Fred Goudy has an incalculable capacity for friendship.’ And now he felt this great friendship enveloping Scripps. Then he turned around and said, ‘I had a story and I was going to tell you, but I’ve forgotten what it is.’ And then, ‘Now that I am up here I am in a quandary because I don’t know how to sit down again.’ Whereupon everybody clapped and though from where I sat and watched him he appeared to be going to continue on Dr. Jaqua turned to him and said, ‘Let us all sit down so that Mr. Goudy can do it comfortably.’ And that was the end of the celebration, except that Goudy told us after the dinner had broken up, the story he had forgotten. He was going to tell of the occasion when the toastmaster got up and said, ‘Tonight we were planning to have with us, the celebrated wit So-and-so. But unfortunately at the last moment, he found that he would be unable to be present. And so we were pleased and fortunate in getting two half-wits.’ [laughter] Then Mr. Goudy said, ‘I was going to hope that the audience would not start looking for the other half-wit.’
TAPE NUMBER: THIRTEEN, SIDE TWO
Ritchie: A couple of sessions back I was talking about P.J. Smith, and since then I’ve found some notes on P.J.’s early struggles to get by, which I think will be a little more accurate than the memories that I gave you. This was back in 1939; when I was out at P.J.’s and he told me of his early struggles. He had gone two years to Emory and Henry College when he fell in love with a girl and was so frightened and jealous when she went out with another man that he secretly married her. But his father found out and there was a terrific fight. Paul Jordan walked out, left Emory and Henry and transferred to the University of Chattanooga where he got the teaching fellowship in Chemistry. Also he delivered morning and evening papers and on Saturday worked in a shoe store.
During his senior year, he was taken down with typhoid fever and had a nervous breakdown which took all of his money. Also he had his first child Isabel Smith. When he went back to school, he had to get a scholarship and for several months went on crutches, but was finally well and graduated with his class at the age of twenty-one. He was awarded a Fish Fellowship to Harvard University but didn’t have enough money to get there. Through Some friends of his family he made arrangements to borrow enough, but