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KERAMIC STUDIO 
but the sincerity of an artist who deserts her chosen branch of 
art when it most needs her loyalty, must be questioned. 
We may have to adjust ourselves temporarily to the business 
of meeting the problem of living, but we need not dub our craft 
a sinking ship and desert it like rats. We must stick to the 
pumps and keep it afloat. If it becomes a derelict it will be our 
fault and our shame and debt to posterity. 
— Henrietta Barclay Paist, Assistant Editor 
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A TRIBUTE TO MABEL C. DIBBLE 
Eva E. Adams 
Miss Dibble was a woman of rare Christian character, 
living an exemplary, honorable and unselfish life, bestowing 
loving thoughts, sending messages to friends when weary 
hands would have simply turned aside from an effort. Her 
devotion to her aged mother was most touching and beautiful. 
As a ceramic artist Miss Dibble stood well to the front of 
her profession. I remember well our first meeting — and later 
the eager, cheerful face of the dear little woman, as we sat 
in Miss Louise Anderson's studio, in the Auditorium Tower, 
conferring with a half dozen women about placing an Atlan 
Exhibit in the Woman's Building at the World's Fair of 1893. 
At that time Miss Dibble was Secretary of the club, which 
office she held for seven years, and as I had the honor of being 
President, for several years, I was intimately associated 
with her. It was then that I learned to admire her sterling 
qualities, exacting in all details, never wearying, and ever 
forgetful of self in forwarding the success of the Club. With 
untiring energy and wonderful patience, she packed, listed and 
cared for each exhibitor's piece. Later she became a member 
of the Arts and Crafts Society in Boston and was the first 
woman in the West to receive the degree of Master of Arts. 
In 1909 she was invited to become a member of the Royal 
Society of Arts, London, England. 
Many of her articles and beautiful designs have ap- 
peared from time to time in Keramic Studio. Students 
from distant parts of the country have come to her for 
advice and instruction. The testimonials which have come 
to me during the past few weeks fill volumes, all emphasizing 
the value of such a friendship. A warm friend and co-worker 
writes, "I have lost a most precious friend, few we find these 
days, so just, so truthful, and honest; a wonderful example 
of self control and patience." I love to think that those who 
have passed on to where there is no sorrow, nor sighing, know 
and realize we love them and miss them. November 9, 1917, 
Miss Dibble was laid to rest in Forest Home Cemetery, in her 
old home town, Milwaukee. Dr. Edgar P. Hill, of McCor- 
roick Theological Seminary had charge of the funeral service, 
held in Chicago. He particularly described the heroic charac- 
ter of our friend when he said, "All soldiers are not in the 
trenches." Yes, she fought bravely the daily battle, fought 
a good fight to the end, and then quietly fell asleep. 
CUP AND SAUCER— ADELINE MORE 
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