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"Where eer a noble deed is wrought
Where eer is spoken noble thought,
Our hearts with glad surprise
To higher levels rise", and she supplemented
the verse with a plea that we make others happy
while it is yet day, the kind words and the flowers
bestowed freely on the dead would have been of tenfold
value to the living. Mary E. Moore had an interesting
account of a large settlement of Icelanders, on the
Red River of the North, to reach which one may ride through
200 miles of wheat fields that 40 yrs. ago were a buffalo
pasture. These people are said to be rapidly adapting
themselves to their new country the children learning
from the text books of Mass. schools and English is
becoming the rule rather than the exception. Elizabeth
C. Davis read from "The Atlantic Monthly" the
"Historical American Novel", the writer thought it a
difficult literary feat, types being easier to imagine
than describe and in most cases either the facts
are distorted to suit the characters or vice versa.

We were told that the Pretender had never visited
England in disguise, as Thackeray made us all believe,
and the legend of the Scarlet Letter was totally
different from Hawthornes version. Mary Magruder
said she did not "feel like making a selection from
any one but Miss Millard today" and we regret not
having copied entire the beautiful extract, with love
as its theme, from the lips of a singularly gifted
woman, sincerely mourned by thousands whose
lives were blessed by her ministry.