JANUARY 29th, 1884. 
A Dinner, in commemoration of the tenth year of the » 
Club’s existence, was held in the Mechanics’ Institution on 
January 29th, at which sixty-two members sat down. In the 
absence of Mr. H. Houlding, Dr. Brumwell, J.P., presided, and 
was supported on the right and left by the Mayor (Alderman 
Baron, J.P.), and the Officers of the Club, the croupier chairs 
being occupied by Messrs. W. A. Waddington, and A. Strange. 
During the progress of the dinner, and between the subsequent 
speeches, selections on the pianoforte weze played by Mr. F. 
Myers, and Mr. G. B. Rawcliffe recited. 
After the loyal toasts had been proposed by the Chairman, 
Mr. F. J. Grant gave the toast “‘The Burnley Literary and 
Scientific Club.” What objects, he asked, were more worthy of 
attention than those of Science and Literature. Science increased 
their pleasures and diminished their sufferings. Literature 
gave them the best thoughts of the best men in all ages, and 
was a study which would please when ambition had ceased to 
charm, and enrich when fortune had refused to smile. To a 
large extent, the intentions of the founders of the Club had 
been carried ont. The Club had been productive of great good 
in bringing together men opposed in religion and politics, and 
providing opportunity for interchange of thought on subjects of 
general interest. The labours of the Club in the realm of 
science and literature were dwelt upon. History, philosophy, 
painting, music, the drama, and science in its many branches 
had found worthy interpreters amongst the members. Much 
attention had been given to the literature of Britain, a literature 
so rich in precious truth and precious fiction; a literature which 
had exercised an influence wider than that of our commerce, 
and mightier than that of our arms, and which was one of 
the brightest, purest, and most durable of all the glories 
of England. Mr. Grant then referred to the services of 
past officers, and said that for Mr. Houlding, their President, 
they wished a long and mellow eyentide that the night should 
linger to disturb. In concluding a speech which abounded 
in metaphor and graceful quotation, Mr. Grant spoke with 
confidence of the future of the Club, and he exhorted those who 
had not taken any part in the proceedings of the Club to quit 
the enervating atmosphere of idleness for the purer air and 
brighter skies of art, literature, science, and philosophy. 
