The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-08-13

Could any mere initials carry as much weight, as much thought. as much sweetness, and as much hap piness to the hearts of as many people as those two magic letters, t"Y. w.?
 l think not.
 For
 When those two little initials are spoken-the "Yl w." Git doesn't seem 10 matter so much about the other two-because they are implied by the first mentionedJ, there's a radi- ance which overspreads the counte- nance of the speaker whoever it may happen to be-and even greater ra- dance over that of the listener-for where two or three are gathered together" and the subject is the Young Womens Christian Associa- tion there you will find enthusi- asm, joy and an earnestness of pur pose that is little short of amazing!
 Whenever there is a chance-even half chancellor me to write a story about the "Y. w." I jump at it with the enthusiasm that most of us jump at conclusions. for I be- Iieve in 1t. I think it is one of the most wonderful organizations in the world today. and best of all it is for women.
 Bit of Retrospect
 In looking over some old files a few days ago I came across Re port" of the Y. W. c. A, of several years ago.
 It is neatly couched in an ecru cover with dark brown lettering and bears the title of:
 Birmingham Young Women; An nual Reports; February, 1915" There is a very attractive draw ing' of girl in gym" suit with a big ball apparently ready for a thrilling game of basket ball" and the highly ornate letters admonish the reader to:
 "Join the Gym Class Y. W. c. A"
 looked into the contents" of the pamphlet and on the first page I found the sweetest picture of the late beloved Maybelle Sloss Taylor. whose name is synonymous with the Young Women's Christian association.
 Accompanying the picture is a beautiful tribute written by Mrs. James McLester, whose splendid en- couragement and devoted loyal work for the "Y. w" has endeared her to thousands;
 Among other things Mrs. Me Lester says of Naybelle Sloss Tay- Tor;
 Did we not say farewell, amid a rain of tears, as we piled the soft and kindly earth above her? Nav she Is not there There is a home for the girls she loved where she will always dweff And when her fel- low laborers in that work shall gather in the room, which for so many years has been filled by her bright presence, the thought of each will be she is detained for a 1it1e
 
 while-she will be with us soon she will not tarry long And as they take counsel together and seek to l.now the wise and loving and Christ like thing to do in this work, begun by her so long ago. then one shall say, This Is the plan she made or It was thus she did and another voice will add, Do you remember her great fear lest reproach come upon us, in the Masters sight, if we neglect this or that God-sent oppor- tunity?' Or, when they speak of prudence and hesitate at the great hess of some enterprise, they will remember that single handed she did vastly more in those dark days of storm and stress. And so they catch the vision she had had and press forward full of courage to achieve"
 Turning the Pages
 As I turned the pages of the pamphlet I found there a beautiful picture of Mrs. Sidney J. Bowie; one of the lovely Mrs. Robert Jemison Jr.: picture of Mrs. Eugene Enslen and one of the beloved Mrs. Mo Lester; still further there Is a girlisr face that looks oandidly and frankly into your eyes from a picture whIcf