The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-02-21

Would have pounced down upon this
throng
In piecemeal fray Of claw ano tongue
The viewpoint fallen to our lot
Is tinged with no such ebon blot:
Its only problem here to pick
From proud achievements crowding thick
About the clubs by women manned.
Those which the Press's eye has scanned
And that no longer sees as wonder
Their thousand palms that once were
plumber.
1t only notes from day to day,
Some little item that may say
Perhaps. that somewhere in the city.
There met. on Monday. a committee
With some new public question charged
Through which our good may be en-
largeG.
And then, one day. from here and there
A whisper gathers in the air
A resolution, quickly shaken
From that brief session perhaps taken
From household or from social duty,
Babies. or bonnets. musicS beauty
Or arts enthTallment; and then clear
As from an orchestra we hear
The true notes swelling in the tune
A VOL here deep bassoon,
An answering signal from a flute,
A martial drum taps quick recruit.
So from the clubs throughout the state
From Ogden down to Manti's gate
The federstion's splendid band
Rings a new message through the land.
And then, before we've time to dote
On the strong volume in its note
It's placed by difficult devices
on trial in the vital crisis
Of some tribunals doubtful nature
The council or the legislature
Each. in its own time-honored way
thine onerous, too. the posted say
With motion and amendment drawn
From morn to night and night to dawn,
Brings to the focus of decision
The question placed for their revision;
And in the items of a session
We read (spart from linked progression
Some little paragraph like this,
Which headlines do not let you miss;
THE council, after grave debate.
Passed laws to make its memory great,
Measures to last till time is hoary,
And crown its partys name with glory.
But. down behind Its public throne
A little group of women, grown,
Demure domestic and retiring -
Smile at the public cannons firing
Content to know that once again
The laurel of some priceless measure
Is of their fashioning: its treasure
A power TO bring to souls unborn
The fruitage of a SUMMER morn;
An orphans home. a children's court.
A roof where guideless youth may sort
With truth and virtue. then nest
OF culture in a Canyon Crest;
A kirsderSarten's fragrant grace
To beautifv earths coming race.
Suffrage and civic triumphs seen
In Clearly streets and gardens green;
Yes. countless things, which but to nam'
Might Weld them historys proudest fame
So if YOU wish to trace the moral
Of things my toast has aimed to laurel
The columns of the Womens clubs
Will show q total sum which rubs
Close shoulders with great things who's
birth
Means an Utopia for earth.
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Very successful in every way was Its
omen meeting of the Wasatch Literary
circle Tuesday evening, when In colonia
array its members entertained thei1
many friends. The program was excel
lent and was intersDerSed with beauti
full music Instrumental selections were
given as follows: Piano, Miss Lucil'
Holman: violin. Miss Marjorie Brooks
mandolin. Mel Judd. Vocal solos wer'
given by Mrs. Corinue Hammer ant
Miss Zimmerman.
x x x
The Ladies Reading club met Will
Mrs. T. H. Smith on Monday afternoon
Mrs. Charles Martin gave a paper
Golden Age of Latin Prose-" F. V
Smith gave a piano solo, Mrs. w. S
Hudson gave My Trip to Italy" Re