, 1925-05-20

tne annudl woman S cluD l~uncneOn,
launched yesterday by Mrs. Paul r.
Greever. Is a sort of Inauguration
of the incoming president, no one
could say that ours is a town with
out a soul.
AS if by some magic genii, mem
bers and guests, about so, required
two long tables united in one at the
historic Buffalo Bill dining hall,
which was built by that foremost
scout OF the large scale of his life's
tread. The service plus style of the
new caterers, Papan and Crawford,
received the unanimous appreciation
of their guests. and it is a matter
of great satisfaction to see this ia
nous dining room again opening
its doors. Perhaps other villagers
have kept the pace, but after lis
tening to comments of our world
travelled visitors we were tenderly
tempted to be proud of this "radi-
ance of intelligence Imagination
did not dry up with any failure to
connect beauty with commonplace
things, and we were reminded of
this from the new book, Every Day
1 mHtItlu III dutlOT COnSlutTS
clothes. and makes self-expressiye
dressing an ethical obligation.
When we are badly attired we
cause a kind of discomfort in those
around us. If we want to be bril-
liant or sympathetic, we must dress
the part. We are not doing so well
as we could unless we dress as well
as we can"
While the original floral scheme
contemplated a single table, like the
multiplied loaves and fishes of old,
there were blooms plenty and to
spare, and the fragrance were given
the incoming and outgoing officers.
Only now and then were whispers
noted; once when Mrs. Florence
Oskins, retired vice-president, said
she wanted the club to accept these
dozens and scores of maize daisies
and lavender sweet peas (club col
lors) as her particular offering.
Surely as a Cody business woman
the aesthetic contributions of Mrs.
Oskins and her artist daughter stand
second to zone. Roses have been
called the smile of Cod" surely
exquisite year-round sweet peas
may be called the laughter of an
gels.
In line with the Chinese proverb,
The gods bring threads to a web
begun" the key note for the decor
alton was struck by a maize-colored
jar of lavender Everlasting sent
by a son in California for his
Mothers Day."
That other whisper was by our
hostess, Mrs. Pearl Newell, who I'M
mindful of the clubs color schem-
ing, had herself ordered flowers for
the affair; this whisper became an
invitation to the Cody Woman's
club to make the Irma hotel the
club home. Let us not further,
however. that the atmosphere was
s~urcharged with whispers, which
will all have opportunity to become
audible throughout the club year.
For music all sang America" and
Wyoming" and musical numbers
<ere interspersed between speaking
parts: first, "Sunbeams," by Mrs.
r. S. Moody, to many her premiere,
sung in simple beauty and tone.
Then followed another delightful
surprise. a contralto-soprano duet,
"Carmena." by Mrs. G. w. Schwoob
and Miss Twila Berringer. By re-
quests Mrs. Rodgers and Mrs. Poole
repeated a ~favorite piona duet, and
as the closing feature Mrs. Cox
sang "Dawnlight and Birdsong." A
May Festival, indeed. every inch a
queen.
The Mesdames Greever, Lang
worthy. Hardin, Dave Jones and
Williams chiefly belong credit for
the high pitch of excellence of the
program. which received its meet
in wonder and praise. According to
their confident expectations Mrs. C..
j. Lowe was outstanding in pictur-
ing to her listeners just what the
club should mean to each woman
and what the woman means to the
club. either by active part or by
inspiration of her presence. She
said that those who had bright.
!. alert mentalities needed the club
activity to keep them so; and by
all means the club needs them;
that the backward-minded needs the
club for it's awakening; that the sort
of movies the children attend is
more important than the technic of
the Ibsen play; n that women
are we'll on their way to assuming
their share of responsibilities out
side the home, which materially eff
feet the home. She also pointed out
the club as a means for not being
outdistanced by her tapping daugh-
ter and of keeping pace with the
rejuvenating happenings of an over
young world.