Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1900-01-18
NEW-CENTURY CLUB.

afternoon with n varied and highly
entertaining literary and musical Iro-
gramms. The auditorium was filled to
overlooking with club members, their
out-of- town guests, and the young
daughters of those who possessed such,
A festive atmosphere seemed 10 perpade
the room and the pleasant authorizations
were fully justified by tine results. The
rendering of the programme was pre-
ceded by the reading of belated
letter, presumably returned for want of
postage, to Santa Claus from the club
in which lis remaining wants were
stated. Ii said, II am a lively child,
II years old; have grown rapidly,
but am strong and active, rather shy
about talking much, but know my own
mind ! want piano; ] have saved
something towards 1t myself and hope
you'll help me TO got it,. | want
horn to blow my own praises; don't
want hobby horse, have one OF my
own" We. AS a message for tho New
Year, Mrs. Rowland read an extract
| from DR.. Van Dykes Little Guides
to the FoDtpath of Peace" ITO be
glad OF life because it gives you
chance to live, to work, to play; to
fear nothing but cowardice: 10 be
governed by your admirations rather
than your disgusis, to think seldom OF
your enemies, often of your friends.
A piano duet was admirably rem.
dered by Mrs. Griffith and Miss
Peoples and was followed by the read
| ing of beautiful original poem by
| Miss Mary Mather, entitled How the
Queen Ruilded - which told the legend
of how when the young queen came
unto her own,
snow we shall have palace worth the
name" the young knights cried;
i .'Our good queens gold will build upon the
| heights a stately pile
| Whose battlements shall tower unto the sun.
There feasts shall never cease the whole
| year through,
There nerrimcnt shall reign and ever have
And life be made of idleness and song"
"Give DER yourdreams," the councillors re-
| piled.
| "Our queen YOU know not: in her violet eyes
Are questions which her heart must solve
or hreak.
| Already she is asking whythe sea
Must sweep away our peoples homes each
i year
Why boats must sink on rocks, unwarned
| by lights;
| why beacons, dykes and harbors are not
4 here"
.Why are my forests so unsafe 2" she cries;
II hear the means of travellers beset
hear the cries of little children lost;
hear the sobs of mothers seeking late.
And why today are all my meads untitled.
When old and young are hungry? Why
unto
The sea do all my streams so idle go?
Oh. many, many questions like to these
Does our young queen with sunny hair, put
ous who are DID, i
"The Queen cares for own; long live the
Queen
Year after year the happy shout arose.
The blue sea listened, smiling to itself.
Ger new obedience to bounds and laws;
In seeming gladness for the lighted towers
And stony bnlwark at its snowy edge.
The pines upon the mountains heard the
| shout
And bent their branches low with note of
praise.
air forest roads stretched onward through
the shade,
Where travellers by day or night might
Within the sound OF lulling waters wheels,
Turned by the ever-busy mountain streaius
No stately palace stood upon the height,
But in the lowland, where the people dwell
, There rose a simple building, pure ano
, | strong,
With MANY windows looking towards tbs
And many others looking DER the meads,
All green and brown, now, from the hand
j OF toll
Fair tapestries adorned the rooms within,
J Brought from the palace walls, and stately
OF golden-tinted vellum, silver-ciasped,
| Offered their store of wisdom unto all.
And therein dwelt the Queen. her viole
J Shining with tender thought upon each one
Who came within the shelter OF her walls.
flu " " ~
The hum Of busy workers filled the place
| With cheer and comfort for ali service there
Or great or small, was service touched b,
I And as the Queens knights gladly journeye'
forth,
! Upon her errauds this their watchword was
!. ITO serve BELTS the strong"
2 Kings came from other lands to. this fai
. realm,
+ They sought its secret from the councillors
!, .Our Queen hnth builded," said The gray
. haired men,
+ "withip her subjects hearts are truth ant
\ right,
No palace needs our queen OF meagre stone
Her building Is i'll human hearts and souls.
So ends the legend writ in blue and gold
But still its spirit lives. and we today
o Nav see Love building as i'll days of yore.
+, And where she builds, the many, not th
!, few, fH,
! Are welcomed ut tina. shining board wher
a Art
2 And Music reign, dispensing priceless gifts
Unto no privileged class, but lowering al
With beauty and the chance TO see an
know.
Il And where she builds the worker still retain
"a His manhood, still can be an artist. since
10 His toll is service. and not slavery.
o Wher'er Love build the feeble and the fra
e Are cared for with an understanding fraugh
with patience;
And sn-shadowed, prisoned hearts
Are lifted up into the light through trust.
Y Wher'er Love builds the strong go forth
10 serve;
The scholar seeks his truth that all ma
share;
The saint from quiet cloistors brings HI
ID peace,
al And with his goodness blesses all the worlC
Wher'er Love builds the home is gloriied
And takes unto itself appointments rare;
The art of Deyer-failing courtesy,
TO The beauty OF allegiance to high-thought,
The fine distinction of soul well. bred.
40 Ave. where Love builds there follows th
y great truth.
~ That lifted long ago the hearts of men
1.-THE life is more than meat" golde
y thread,
k Running all History's wondrous fabr
through. r t#a.
All is but null and void In Times Ion
!. count, ,rt g.@
u That ministers no grace unto the spirit.
" Only that endures which links the min
and SOUL
n. To that Great Building which the Proph
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