Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1907-05-18

Lewis RentOn and Phillip Hall. d.
rectlv in front a platform with a back
Ground of green, the monogram of the
club picked out in pIumaria attracted
the eve. Beneath this plot huge palms
were artistically placad-ttne speci-
mems of the Ainahan variety. The Ha-
waiian and American flags We're noticed
in the rear and at one side dainty
refreshment table, decorated with
flowers and greens caught the eye. The
ROYAL Hawaiian band played six mum"
bers between the addresses delightfu!"
Nv, The pretty girls with wreaths Of
flowers in their hair attracted much
attention, They assisted at the tea
tables and passed the dainty refresh
lments. Among them We're seen Misses
Edith and Alice Spalding. lrma and
Dode Ballentyne, Helen North, Edith
Smith. Helen McChesney, Marie you
Holt. The committees on decoration
were Mrs. Charles Booth Mrs. Clara
Schmidt, Miss Mole, while Mrs. w. NJ
Graham had full charge Of the festival,
which was carried out in her usual en-
eraetic manned. As both Mr.. Hitch
cock and Mr.. Wood We're inadvertently
absent Mrs. Frear read Mr. Hitch
cocks address and Mrs. w. NJ. Ora
ham made the final address for Mr..
Wood. 1t was an imprOmDtu talk
gracefully done. Ms W. w. Hall gave
a scholarly history of the Drama; Mrs.
won Hots address on Music was lis
tened to with interest and Mrs. Frear
J. OF the Literary Circle gave the follow
ing delightful talk:
The Meaning of Spring in Literature.
This is the season when We look for
swarms of verse-makers with their
lines on the order of
Vernal trees
Balmy breeze
And the everlasting hOney-bees.
Doves that coo,
Men that WOO,
And coyly blushing maidens, too.
Only spring fever, we say. But what
is spring fever? Really it is mighty
force in the world
Ice-bound streams are freed in the
Iaills, mans blood beats in new and UNI
restrained rhythms. the emotions ac-
cord with physical weIl-being, poety is
the natural channel Of expression.
Crude and trite in the language of the
many, choice and rare in the utterance
of the few, the force is the same, and
it is eternal-abundanCe of life.
Listen to spring poem written in a
tropic land three thousand years ago
For 10, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear in the earth;
The time of the singing Of birds is
come,
And the voice of the turtle is heard in
our land;
The fig tree ripeneth her green figs,
And the vines are in blossom,
IThey give forth their fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
And come away
Arise my love, my fair one, ant
come away" II is the cry of thu
world poet and the world soul. Come
away" away from the commonplace
the sordid, the unloYely, into the
realm where beauty is truth, truth
beauty" Barrie's Peter Pan and
Yeats Fairy Child repeat the same cry
De we but hear, the call is echoinl
Through all the ages and through all
the ambient air of this spring day
Hank, Virgil is voicing his bucoliC
strain, Horace is murmuring dulcet
irhythms, Omar Khayam is riyalinG
his Rose and Nightingale in breathing
the Fire of SPRING; Shakespeare bid
us under the greenwood tree behold
Il L. I, f,IF, r.
Juno's eyes Shelley pursues sprins
driving sweet birds like focks ant
feed in air" Keats lies dreaming il
"April's lap" AS the year grows lusi
in giving stalks" Even the staid higl
priest of nature, the meditation Words
worth finds that his heart with rap
Iture thrills and dances with the dat
.fodls." Tennyson brings us hi
ThrOstle, mad, glad prophet Of sum
mer, traces the steps of fairest Maut
whore they "have touched the meadow
and left the daisies rosy and in tn
Progress of Spring finds a lesson 0
spiritual evolution. Browning leave
his human problems and in joyou
faith sings with little Pippa under he
southern sky
, The years at the spring
. And days at the morn;
Mornings at seven;
| The hillside's deW-pearled:
The lark's on the wing;
: The snails on the thorn;
| Gods in his heaven
AIS right with the world!
. Let us come with our own Lowell an
: Sit in the warm
) Shade and feel right we'll,
How the sap creeps up, and the bios
SONS swell
Every clod feels a stir of might
; An instinct within it that reaches AM
towers,
Till, striving blindly above it for light
1t climbs to a soul in grass and flow
! ers.
. We shall all be poets when we cal
= climb to soul in grass and flowers
The uplft of spirit. this is the mean
ing of spring, and this the long sough
= fountain of youth The life Of tn
) spirit-let us make it ours and we ma.
: sing with the sage of Concord
; Spring still makes spring in the mini
) When sixty years are told
= Love makes anew this throbbing heart
2 And we are never old
AT the conclusion of the exercise