The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-10-28
OUT AND ABOUT.

The annual business meeting of the
Worcester Wellesley club takes place
ming, Noyember IS, in the
parlor of the Y. w. c. A. Follow
ing the business meeting, supper will
be served in Memorial hall Any
Wellesley girl will be cordially well
coined, and it is requested that those
who intend to be present notify the
secretary before Nov. 8. Tickets, IS
cents.
Miss Caroline Hazard, president of
Wellesley college, has accepted an in
vitation to meet the club on this oc-
sion.
Ex-Mayor and Mrs. Charles G. Reed
announce the engagement of their
niece, Miss Fanny Louise Reed and
Mr.. Herbert D. Bartlett of Chicago.
At the regular meeting Of the Arion
club, held Wednesday evening at the
home of Mr.. H. s. Cutting the follow
ing officers were chosen to serve dur
ing the ensuing term: President, H
Ward Moore; vice president, Bert T.
league; secretary, Miss Amy J. Will
Jams; treasurer, Harry s. Cutting;
critic, Henry G. Monroe. The literary
program for the evening was post
poned for two weeks, and in its place
H. S. Cutting entertained the club with
excellent magic lantern views of sub
jects, both local and foreign. The club
extended to Mr.. Cutting a vote of
thanks for his entertainment. The
next meeting will be held Nov. at the
home of Miss Eva M. Green, 534 Pleas
ant street.
BLEAK House." where Dickens spent
his holidays at the seaside for IL years,
is for sale. Here is an opportunity for
the Dickens worshipper to invest in lit
erary real estate of undoubted authen-
ITCHY. For Y years Dickens speEt his
holidays at the seaside at BLEAK
House." which is in Broadstairs, and
remains in much the same state as
when he was its tenant. 1t has been
empty for many years. Rumor to the
contrary, however, Dickens did not
write the novel from which the house
is named at Broadstairs.
The railroad station at Taunton bears
witness to the popularity of David
Harum" in an immense signboard of
wood, as substantial as a plumbers or
butchers sign, and as permanent, say
ing simply, David Harum" for sale
here! Over eleven thousand as the in
come from the book in royalties since
its publication Is not half bad. and yet
at the rate people have been reading it,
1t ought to be more. l lent my copy
to a man last week. Next day he re-
turned it, He said he had not read it,
but he had read all he wanted to!
Miss Frances c. Morse has created a
stir by her resignation from the chair
manship OF the club house committee
of the Woman's club. but her friends
have known ever since she reached
Worcester from her oriental trip that
she was not in sympathy with what the
committee had done in her absence
Until the time when she went to China
and Japan, the clubhouse committee
had remained quiescent but while she
was away it showed great activity and
pushed matters farther than they had
ever been pushed before. The Hon.
stephen Salisbury offered them land
which was accepted. and shares to the
amount of about $4,000 were disposed
of toward the $50, 900 which it was de-
cided to spend on the building.
Miss Morse does not like the proposed
site, nor the shape of the lot, nor its
size; she thinks the assembly hall
the third, and she thinks $25, 900 enough
to expend upon the clubhouse.
1t was amusing to hear one of the
earnest orators on the subject of litera-
ture at the teachers convention yester-
day talking about "librey" and ac-
centing nomenclature on the penult.
Little breaks of this sort may some
times be heard to issue out of the
mouths of babes and sucklings but on
the tongue of a professional purist, be-
fore an audience of professional critics,
they SOUND passing strange. No strang.
er. though, than did fanny" and
"Chewsday," from the lips of a highly
educated college president at his own
commencement here in Worcester
few years ago. 1t is remarkable how
many clergymen systematically mis-
the name of the deity which
becomes "Gud," "Gawd" Gard" and
what not, at their hands. But some
Of these variations are undoubtedly due
rather to catarrh than to a confused
orthoepy. Mannerisms like these seem
to gather about our speech as we grow
old, as barnacles collect upon a ships
bottom in the course of long voyage.
The ship is locked and made clean
again, but who will venture to dock
and scrapc our erripg tongues?