The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-06-15

the center of interest during the hour of the tea. Pink roses. sweet peas and carnations made the floral setting in the room in which they stood. The flowers were all thoughtful tributes from Mrs. Demere's friends. The guest of honor received in a simple white dress. She is especially lovely in white, the gleam of her soft white hair harmonizing so sweet il with it. She wore corsage bunch of lavender sweet peas, sent to her by some little girl friends, and held a sheath bouquet of the same blossoms. The group receiving with her included some of the most charming matrons in Birmingham, each a belle of the ante-bellum days Mrs. William Sibley was much admired in a wistarla gown of lustrous silk. Mrs. Sarah .Pickens Mcqueen, who has been the center of so many brilliant social affairs, both past and present, was a gra- eious member of the group. She was gowned for the afternoon in black silk with old laces. Mrs. George R. Ward, who Is always a popular member of any assembly, received in a white afternoon frock. Mrs. Hume was g. picturesque and charming member of the group in her black gown and tiny white lace \cap. Mrs. Cleveland of New Orleans. an aunt of Mrs. Sterrett was an interesting member of the group, as was Mrs. R. H. Elliott and Mrs. Frazier. Mrs. Camp was asked to receive, but was unable to attend.
 The library was pretty retreat with it's floral dress of wild flowers It is fn- ished in the most restful of green tints, a forest scene adorning the walls and the mantel and bookcases were abloom with field daisies, wild asters and other pretty wild flowers interspersed with branches of pine from the Maine woods and cypress sprays. On the library ta- ble was poem, Your Anniversary" written for Mrs. Demere by Mrs. Mary Ware. It was so graceful and tender that any mention of the tea seems in- complete without it, and it is herewith reproduced:
 Another year-another year,
 Is numbered with the past;
 Another has of blight and bloom
 It's heightened shadows cast.
 The mellow morning light has fled,
 The dew Is off the flower;
 An, life has lost It's rosy bloom
 We sing youths joy no more!
 But see, the western sky's aglow!
 The sunbeams woo us thence,
 And down the sunlit aisles of time
 We're travelling slowly hence
 And He Who marks the sparrow's fall
 Will guide when sight shall fail:
 And when earth's broken reeds are spent
 His love will still prevail.
 The sun is sinking in the west;
 The evening shades draw near;
 But in the calm, sweet sky above
 Faiths golden stars appear.
 And why should we reluctant tread,
 The paths so often trod?
 We're passing in succession
 To the City of Our God!
 The light of theer days will then
 In beauty bloom anew;
 The loved and lost of earth again
 Shall greet our raptured viewl
 Then let us bide our time, dear friend,
 The night will soon be spent;
 In view of such a glorious morn
 Let's smile and be content
 Quite number left cards during the hours of the tea. Among those present were: Mrs. w. P. Pinckard, Mrs Felix Tarrant, Mrs. zell Gaston, Mrs. J. D. Dabney, Miss Martha Dabney, Mrs. w. K. B.. Davis, Miss Beth Allen, Miss Ruth Allen, Mrs. J. B. Head, Mrs. J. W. Mo- Queen, Mrs. A. s. Leath, Miss Virginia Hiden, Mrs. John c. Pugh, Mrs. John Towers. Mrs. N. W. Trimble, Mrs. James Bowron Mrs. Sibley and others.