Birmingham state herald., 1895-10-27


 Walter c. Harris, John E. Harrison, Off, | nere Hope, William c. Jemison, Benja- | min F. Meek, Thomas W. Palmer, Sam | uel M Peck, James T. Searcy, Sr., Ed ward N c. Snow. G. Woolsey VanHoose, Walter c. Whitaker Ruffin A. Wright.
 Honorary members-Madames M; M. B. Stafford, s. V. M. Carson, Mamie s. McLester, John M. Martin, Scott V. Tal- iaferro, Dr. W. c. L. Richardson, Hon. John M. Martin. Exercises. All members are requested to read ex- tensively upon the subjects assigned, and to give information of interest not brought out by those regularly appoint ed for each evenings programme. The plan of study for the season Is as fol- lows: October-General subject American Writers November-General subject. Painting and Music"
 December-General subject. Alabama Literature" . January-General subject, Literature of the Past Year"
 February-General subject, "Litera- ture of the Southern Confederaey.'
 March-General subject First Crea- tive Period of English Literature, 155S- 1625."
 April-General subject, "The Poet Lau- reate."
 May-General subject, Flower Gull ture"
 June-General subject, Reading"
 The following verses are a beautiful and touching tribute from MT. William B. Bankhead of Fayette, Ala, to his dead classmate and friend, MT James T. Holtzclaw of Montgomery whose pa thetic death and burial at sea few weeks ago caused such universal dis tress. MT. Bankheads tribute is worthy of his heart and head: To the Memory of James Thaddeus Holtz- claw. Died and buried at sea September, 1S95.) Fathoms deep below the bosom of the mighty oceans roll, With no monumental marble his virtues to extol, With a sepulchre of seashells, tomb of drifting sands A pilgrim sailing homeward from tour of Where no gladness ever mingles, no sun
 kiss doth attend Asleep, to walt for judgment, lies my com-
 rade and my friend. From the land of stranger faces sailed he
 back to native turf, To the bosom of his kindred, to the region
 of his birth
 Enriched with foreign legend the stories of
 the past
 Homeward bound and happy, propelled by
 steam and mast; But death was ever cruel since the primal
 sin was done
  With the polish of the scholar and a reve- Which, though trenchant was yet kind to
 him on whom it lit Graced with modern phrases, yet keen in Just given happy God-speed from the cher
 ished college door Possessing ample fortune, all that sturdy
 hope could give, Pronounced by all the tests of men subject
 fit to live!
 With him music was passion-foster sis
 ter to his soul
 Who, in the lonesome hour when inky mel
 ancholy's toll
 Would cleave the porches of his ear with
 most portentous threat, Came and gave him comfort, which abideth
 with him yet.
 For though waves may roll around him,
 the billows surge above Their echoes are of mercy-their voice the
 Masters love-
 And we. who yet survive him. his class
 mates and his friends, Will ever hold him dearly, whereer our for
 tune tends.
 His memory will be nourished, his praises Till our candles are exhausted-'till the old
 death bell is rung; Till in the churchyard sleeping, our epi- When the wanderers are numbered, "when
 the sea giyes W up its dead" d"NDurn MT. Arthur Crowder has returned from very delightful visit to Atlanta He at- tended the reception of the Capital City club and other handsome social func- tions.
 From a bright young friend comes the following criticism of the difference of taste evidenced by our community on Wednesday evening, when Dr. Abbott lectpred and Buffalo Bill exhibited:
 Col w. F. Cody, more familiarity known as Buffalo Bill" was by popular decision the drawing card last Wednes- day evening. Dr. Lyman Abbott, the earnest divine who occupied the boards at the opera house on the same evening, was, by the unanimous consent of the few who heard him, the eloquent and earnest deliverer of a lecture that de- served the presence of the 1S,000 souls who greeted Buffalo Bill's" Wild West show. But who can account for the di- versity of human tastes? When the masses, by popular preference, witness a wild west show instead of beautiful discourse on a most beautiful subject-- then possibly such inclinations or demon- stratfons cannot be taken as true indi- cations of popular taste. And yet what a wholesome, sweet impression was re- ceived by his 200 hearers. Speak not of ,the ratio of 16 to Lit is as naught com pared to this proportion of 100 to 1
 
 Mrs. Loventhal at her residence on Eighth avenue, entertained many young friends on Friday evening. It was the l7th birthday of her daughter Miss Grace Loventhal, and the following guests of fered congratulation and good wishes: Misses Burnhelm of Montgomery Bertha solomon, Jessie Lazarus, Rag Wellamn, Helen Wise and Messrs A. Rothschild, Leopold Loeb, Hugo Marks, Heebert Levy Lee Wellman, Henry Loeb. A. Kaufman and Henry Meyers.
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