JANUARY 1955 THE CHRISTMAS DINNER AND FESTIVAL ...

wit with which the addresses were delivered.Perhaps to many Dr. Sandwell was best known as Editor of Saturday Nightfor so many years, from 1932 to 1951. He had a wonderful gift of making any subjecton which he wrote, lucid and clear.Dr. Sandwell was born in Ipswich, England in 1876. When 12 he came toCanada and attended Upper Canada College. He took honours in Classics at Universityof Toronto in 1897; went to England and began a journalistic career. Backin Canada two years later he was Editor of the Hamilton Morning Post. Between1905 and 1911 he was with the Montreal Herald; then for seven years was associateeditor and business editor of the Montreal Financial Times.He was later invited by the late Stephen Leacock to become assistantprofessor of econanmics at McGill University. In 1925 he went to Queen's University,Kingston, as professor of English and head of the department. In 1952 hesucceeded the late Hector Charlesworth as editor-in-chief of Saturday Night.Among the honoursbestowed upon him were an LL.D. from Queen's, a D.C.L.from Bishop's College, and, in 1954, the National Letters Award of the Universityof Alberta.B. K. SANDWELLAn Outstanding Humanitarianby P. M. RichardsThe Club has lost another old member in the person of Dr. Bernard KebleSandwell, who died on December 8 a few days after his 79th birthday which, incidentally,was made a happy one for him by the many warm remebrances received fromfriends. He was one of the Club's most distinguished members and one of Canada'smost outstanding citizens. While he had not had time to visit the Club often inrecent years, he had a very warm spot in his heart for it."B.K.", as he was affectionately known to an unusually large number offriends, who included very many of the great of the land and still more of thenot-so-great, was primarily a humanitarian, a friend of the human race and particularlyof the under-dog. At raturday Night, of which he was editor-in-chieffor many years and where I occupied the office next to his all those years, hewas constantly trying to help aspiring writers. He had a long succession of unofficialextra secretaries, taken on only to provide them with income at a momentof need, whom he paid out of his own pocket. The editorial staff called them"B.K.'s lame dogs".He was always an "easy touch" for panhandlers who came in occasionallyand asked for him. I would say: "Why give that fellow money? He looks as ifhe'd had enough to drink already." B.K. would reply: "He may really be hungry."Several times in those years, when he knew I had had some unusually heavy expenses,he told me he I had money lying idle which I was welcome to use.That was B.K., the man who was the great editor, teacher, and publicspeaker that all Canada knew. Dr. and Mrs. Sandwell had no children, but their