Woman’s Cius ELEcTs 
The annual business meeting of the 
Manchester Woman’s club for the 
election of officers and presentation of 
reports, was held Tuesday afternoon. 
The various officers and committees 
reported splendid progress. Among 
new recommendations was that in ref- 
erence to a new club house for the 
Woman’s club and other organiza- 
tions. 
The officers elected were as follows: 
Mrs. Grace K. Beaton, pres.; Mrs. 
Annie M. Sinnicks and Mrs.. Nellie 
Rogers, vice pres.; Mrs. Ina E. Rowe, 
rec. sec’y.; Mrs. Ruth A. Hoare, cor. 
eee y., irs. Eva H.: Rand, treas.; 
Miss Lila Goldsmith, auditor; Miss 
Martha C. Knight, Mrs. 
Morgan and Miss Annie L. Lane, di- 
rectors. 
Mrs. Gordon Prince was the hos- 
tess of the afternoon. 
PARENT-TEACHER MEETING 
Do not miss the opportunity of 
hearing Mr. Walter Leroy Smith at 
the next meeting of the Parent-Teach- 
er association Wednesday evening, 
April 23. ng 
Those who heard the High school 
orchestra at the last meeting will be 
glad to know that it will again fur- 
nish the music for the evening and 
the social hour is sure to be of inter: 
est to all. 
ConcERT IN AID OF Boy Scovu’s 
The concert in the Manchester 
Town hall last evening for the benefit 
of the Boy Scouts was fairly well at- 
tended, despite the short notice given. 
A splendid program was presented, 
consisting of violin selections, read- 
ings and vocal solos. About $20 was 
netted after all expenses were paid. 
For local view cards of the latest 
design, call at Floyd’s. * 
Nor a Frr CoMpaANIoN 
Robert was heard by his mother 
using language of which she did not 
approve. 
“Robert,” she 
dare use any more 
I’m ashamed of you.” 
“Why, mother,” replied the bright 
boy, “Kipling does.” 
“He does? Then don’t you play 
with him any more.” 
“don’t you 
language. 
cried, 
such 
WHEN WoMEN RULE 
Mind your book, little boy and 
some day you may represent your 
State in the Senate.” 
“That is a little girl you are talking 
to.” 
“Well, the prediction still stands.“ 
=. 
Edith R. | 
NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
II 
Ginn Eporhs 
AX 
Of twentie yeares of age he, was, I gesse.-—Chaucer. 
Farewell my ‘Teens! 
Ye have my steps attended 
From childhood up thro’ youth till envious Time 
Hath stolen among you in your joyous prime 
And thughts of manhood with youth’s vision blended, 
Farewell! a long farewell, your days are ended. 
Fired with a noble zeal and faith sublime, 
Up the steep dizzy heights of fame Ill climb, 
By the twin angels Faith and Hope befriended, 
With a stout heart [’ll conquer stubborn Fate 
And win a name ‘mong men of high renown, 
Wealth, honor, shall be mine and, soon or late, 
Upon my brow shall bloom the laurel crown. 
Visions of health, wealth, fame and peace and plenty 
Haunt me today for I today am Twenty! 
1852 
Ane 
The Servant earnestly desireth the shadow. 
Bright visions of my youth, whence are ye fled? 
Alas! too soon your roseate splendors ceased. 
So fades a cloud in the empurpled East 
Whereon the golden sun was charioted, 
What time he rose from out his watery bed. 
And now from noon’s fierce shafts that on-my head 
Rain pitiless, I pray to be released, 
For I am weary of the toil and strife, 
The fever of unrest, which men call life. 
| Patience, poor Soul! toil on for it is best; 
Sick heart, dull brain, tired limbs and aching frame 
Shall bathe in seas celestial and find rest. 
See yonder setting sun the promise flame 
On gorgeous banners in the crimson West! 
1882 
Tur Extra SESSION 
It may be hard, when skies are bright 
And someone slides to second, 
While cheers resound both left and 
right 
And scores anew are reckoned, 
To think upon the patriot mind 
That never seeks a rest, 
But keeps right at the tariff grind— 
But we will do our best. 
It may be hard to fan the flame 
Of patriot exultation, — 
When far and wide that curious game 
pAb) 
Exhilarates the nation. 
We may not cheer the speeches strong 
In reformation’s quest 
While double plays are going on— 
But we will do our best. 
—Washington Star. 
SouNDED Like It 
“My first is in Mexico, my second 
in Europe, my third’— 
“What are you talking about?” 
“My ex-husbands.” 
“Excuse me. I thought it was a 
charade.”—Washington Herald, 
