The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-06-03
THE P. w. L. IN TEARS.


 A Weepy Day at the Waldorf-Astoria It was as wet inside the Waldorf-As- torla yesterday afternoon as it was outside. The grand ballroom was full of weeping women Most of them wore the badge of the Professional Woman's League pinned upon the maddest and merr1est collection of clothing ever seen in the hotel
 Yet it was in no sense a merry occa- sion. Mrs. A. M Palmer was the first to weep and as all the five hundred members of the league always do what ever Mrs. Palmer does, there was soon a free-for-all cry. Mrs. Palmer wept because she was giving up the office of president, and the league wept for the same reason. Incidentally, Mrs. Pal mer Wept because the leaguers gave her large badge; whereupon the league Wept again.
 ! The r. W. l.. is largely composed of women who, in their own opinion, might, could, would or should have been great actresses. There are some has beens among the members and an occa- sional is-er. The is-ers, however, are not often conspicuous by their presence at league meetings. There were mighty l few of them there yesterday, so the had-beens and the might-have-b beens had it all their own way.
 These ardent souls are always boiling over with dramatic instinct They don't get chance to work it off on the stage, so it just bubbles over in every day life. Any old meeting of the league is like play with all the play except the mannerisms left out. It is worth paying speculators' prices to see the League Glee cub sing as they sang yesterday, to the tune of The Blue Danube" waltz, a selection called Night of Joy'
 Two weeks ago the league had it's an- nual election. It is eight years old, but this was the first election worthy the name. Heretofore the old officers have been reelected with flattering but mo- notonous regularity. Bt this year they struck and the league came face to face with the chance to elect some new ones. They made the most of it. All day long they voted but try as they would,
 
 elected. \
 At one stage of the game Mrs. Pal mer and some of the sisters-in the league everybody is dear sister"-put on their coats and hats and went in search of a parliamentarian. The par liamentarian filled them full of wisdom and sent them back to tell the league about it. But on the way they got to talking about their favorite candidates and they muddled up all the parliament tary law that had been stuffed into them But the patient leaguers just went on voting until it got dark and then they went home to rest and recu- perate. A lawyer was called in to out the tangle and yester- days celebration was for the purpose of the officers who he said had been legally chosen,
 Mrs. Palmer. who originated the club and stood by it in its early struggles, | read her farewell address as well as she | could for her tears. She said that she | left the league to her successor strong In membership and in financial re- | a society higher in the scale of | clubs than any other She i said that there is no organization like Lhe F. w. L. in this country or in Flu | 'ope. This is too bad. A. F. w. L. in | every capital would add to the gayety | 1f the nations. She declared that har- nony was the keystone of the societys and urged the members to