The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-02-06
SOCIAL AND
PERSONAL
In San-Na-Zaro.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
In San-Na-Zaro.
In san. Nb.Zaro's gardens
THE nlghtiugalcs are still
Fhcy know a sweeter voice than the'rs'
is passing from the hill.
And tho white rose and the crimson
rheir heads arc bending low
For roses lie on Lucias breast,
And Lucia does not know
pale roses all too tightly clasped,
In hands as cold as snow
In san-Na- naro's cloisters,
BY one dim altar-liglt,
rho gray-haired monks are met to judge
Their youngest anchorite
For Hugo kuet in open hail
When passing prayers were read
And Kissed with white and shaking lips
Thc still face of The dead
"Tho love | might not give to Life
give to Death" he said.
The monks of san-Nazaro,
Their doom have spoken now
1'hey cannot know when breaking hearts
Assoil a broken vow
But in the funeral chamber,
Amid the dim-lit gloom,
The pale buds laid on Lucta's breast
Unfold in perfect bloom,
And that calm smile the dying lips
Had lost. the dead resume
And in Snn-N a-zaros gardens,
Now when the night is dim.
Young Hugo comes. and nightlngalcs
Have songs alone for him,
And the white rose and the crimson
All down their bending rows,
Lean close 10 touch his clasped hands,
And whisper as he goes
THY Kiss hath walked heart in heaven;
She knows now: Lucia knows.
william Hervcy Woods in February
Harper's.
Mrs. Sutro at Hot Springs.
Mrs. Theodore Sutro, founder of and
first president OF the National Fedora
ton of Musical Clubs and mem@r of
many clubs and philanthropic orsaniza-
tions IN New York. is at the Homestead
Hotel. Virginia Hot Springs, va, and
will probably remain there for some
months.
Mrs. sutro has been at the Home
stead since December. as she has been
very III from pleurisy with effnsion, ana
is now slowly recovering. Some pleas
ant entertainments have been given in
lGr hohoV - t'ac s"St'' -
stead.
AIRS, r. w. steele gave luncheon
recently The guests were: Senator and
Mrs Thomas c. Pratt. the Rev DIR.
Scott, OF Virginia: Mrs. overman, Mr..
and Mrs. Tedcastc. Mr.. and Miss Nal
bino. Mrs. Donohoe. Miss Marjorie
winants ana Mr.. Kirkpatrick
Mrs Sutro, has for many years been
ono of the active patronesses of the
charity ball in aid of the Nursery and
child's Hospital. and her absence this
wear was much regretted by her hosts
OF friends in New York
Gathering in Baltimore.
The annual convention of the National
wonaan's Suffrage Association will meet
to-day in the Hotel Belvedere, Balti-'
more.
Among the prominent women TO attend
the convention will be the honorary presi-
dent OF the association, Miss Susan p.
Anthony, Miss NJ. Carey Thomas. presi-
dent OF Bryn Mawr College; Mrs. Julia
Ward Howe. famous as the author of
"The Battle Hymn of the Republic; Mrs.
D. r. Anthony, widow of Colonel An
thony, of Leavenworth. Kansas, and of
Kansas war border fame: her daughter,
Miss Mary Anthony; Mrs. Harry Taylor
Upton of Warren. o.; Miss Kate Cor
don, of New Orleans national secretary,
and Miss Alice Stone Blackwell, record
ing secretary.
One of the most interesting figures
at the convention will he the Rev. DIR.
Anna Howard Shaw, of Philadelphia. who
viii preside at the service next Sunday
afternoon. when all taking part in the
service will be feminine ministers.
During Miss Anthony's travel through
California in a recent suffrage campaign,
Maria, and the lecturer found herself
stepping out on platform covered with
roses. a Western poet wrote OF the Incl
dent:
She walked on roses; she, whose feet
Have trod SO long the stony way;
They tread. 'Iyho lead mankind to greet
The coming of Il brighter day.
She who lifetime's length has borne
From hooking lips the bitter taunts,
perlsion's cruel gibes and sncers.
Yet still preserved that nature sweet,
No ridicule, contempt nor scorn,
Defeat, and yet again defeat,
The dauntless soul could ever dnunt.
She, who for half hundred years
OF heart and mind the rarest powers
Has given the world-sure II were meet
That to receive her steps we lay
carpet of earth's choicest flowers,
o loved st. Anthony We pray
That when your lifelong Journey done,
lIomesicb you turn those longing eyes
Toward that far other golden shore
beyond the setting sun 1t lies
Your spirit tread forevermore
he fui y.sI az