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Additions to Our Membership. 

 Corresponding : 



Miss Annie Cloyd, Sewickley, Penn- 

 s\ Ivania. 



Mrs. Flora May Tuttle, Osage. Iowa. 



Miss Edna L. Bogue, Montclair, New- 

 Jersey. 



Miss George Ann Lillard, Chicago, 

 Illinois. 



Mr. Leu E. Mingus, Battle Creek 

 Michigan. 



Mr. Maurice L. Henry, Vandalia, 

 Illim lis. 



Mr. Elmer Kern Smith, Chattanooga, 

 Tennessee. 



Mr. Richard Waltham Hanes. Stam- 

 ford, Connecticut. 



Mr. Robert Marrison, Cataraqui. 

 Ontario, Canada. 

 Mr. H. M. Cross, New York City. 



Mr. P. Stanley Woodward, Atlanta- 

 Georgia. 



Sustaining: 



Mr. William English Walling, 

 Greenwich, Connecticut. 



Mrs. Grace Eee Smidt, New York 

 City. 



Miss Elizabeth L. Elv, Greenwich, 

 Connecticut. 



Mr. A. A. Christian, Philadelphia. 

 Pennsylvania. 



Mrs. E. Wachenheim, New Rochelle, 

 New York. 



Dr. Joseph A. Deghuee, Stamford, 

 Connecticut. 



Mr. Elisha P. Cronkhite, Green- 

 wich, Connecticut. 



Mr. A. T. Cook, Hyde Park, New 

 York. 



Captain Allan F. Kitchel, Sound 

 Beach, Connecticut. 



Mr. Henry L. Stoddard, New York 

 City. 



Mr. Charles O. Miller, Jr., New 

 Canaan, Connecticut. 



Dr. Charles B. Keeler, Darien, Con- 

 necticut. 



Mrs. Charles Tarbell Dudley, Green- 

 wich, Connecticut. 



Lif k 



Mr. Charles ( ). Miller, Stamford, Con- 

 necticut. 



The Hills. 

 The hills, the everlasting hills, 



Are round us, fold on fold; 

 Their beauty and their influence 



Are paramount, untold. 



Their rounded contours bound the view, 

 Their slopes are bathed in light, 



Their forms, though lowly through the day, 

 Loom mountainous at night. 



Tall pines add dignity to some, 



On others grainfields wave; 

 On all are many hardy things, 



That winter storms may brave. 



The sunshine glorifies them all. 



Cloud shadows linger there: 

 When Autumn weaves her tapestries, 



They are divinely fair. 



The hills our bulwarks are by day, 



Our sentinels at night; 

 Almost an eerie look they have, 



When bathed in soft moonlight. 



We find them so dependable. 



They give us peaee, not thrills; 

 For grandeur dwells on mountain heights, 



But friendliness in hills. 



— Emma Peirce. 



The Wintergreen Flag. 



At a recent display of the flags of all 

 nations several foreigners were pre- 

 sent, each eulogizing the flag of his 

 own country. An American said, 

 "Among them all, the United States 

 flag, aside from what it stands for, is 

 really the most beautiful. It is a work 

 of art. There is no other flag in the 

 world so beautiful." A critic said, "I 

 never could see anything very wonder- 

 ful about the United States flag. To 

 me it suggests a stick of wintergreen 

 candy with its alternate stripes of red 

 and white." The ubiquitous small boy 

 piped up, "Say, Mister, 'taint that kind 

 o' wintergreen 'cau c e it makes every- 

 body sick that tries to lick it, and that 

 kind don't." 



It was not Johnny's Shortcoming. 



A mother wrote to the teacher, "I 

 think my Johnny is not trying as he 

 should be." The teacher replied, My 

 dear Madam : you are entirely mis- 

 taken. Johnny is the most trying pupil 

 I have in my school." 



