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The Porches,
June 1st. 1950
1088 meeting

After a delicious luncheon the meeting was called to order by
Betty Grey. The minutes of the last meeting at this place were read, and
the minutes of the last meeting were read, and after a slight change were
approved. The change being that the diaries of Cousin Roger Farquhar
are still in the possission of the family, as they were not accepted by The
University of Maryland.

The Treasurer reported having collected three dollars at the
last meeting, making a balance on hand of Twenty-five dollars. ($25.00)

The July meeting will be with Elizabeth Ligon at Homestone,
in August Louise Hough will be hostess, and in September we will meet
with Mariana Miller and Mary Reading at The Highlands.

Our Hostess, Emelene Hill read a letter from her daughter,
Emelene, who is in Cosa, Italy, Her hours are long, but the results of the
Excavations are interesting, and rewarding. They had just found a terra
cotta warrior minus head andfeet, but dating about 200 B.C.

Margaret Jones read a story of old Washington and environs,
which included Falling Green in a list of interesting old houses,

Mariana Miller's article was on youth, which in ageless.

Isabel Wesley read from The Intelligencer of a very modren
Educational project in Italy.

Sylvia Woodward told us not to feed dogs from the table- well-

Helen Farquhar told a joke about a little boy, then told us a
little about Margaret's trip to Italy by Freighter, taking 18 days for the
trip. She is having a real story book time.

Grace Thomas read from a book, "Chins up".She told us not to be
blue, leave that to the skys. A delightful collection of stories.

Stella read us a poem by our own Fanny Iddings, about our equally
own Association, written in 1932.

Elza Thomas's article was about the Oak Wilt desease. Extensive
research is being carried on, and we hope our beautiful Oak trees will not
have to go as have the chestnuts, and in so many places the elms.

Fanny Iddings recited an alphebet poem which she used to say to
put Deb to sleep.

Esther Satbler read a letter from The Smithsonion, in answer
to the question about the busts of Benjamin Hallowell. Joseph Alexis
Bailey was the sculptor, but they did not say where the original is.

Helen Hallowell told of an experience she had recently stumped
the experts in Williamsburg.

Deb Willson read "The confessions of a simple soul" by one who
loves flowers, but has never had a lesson on arrengements.

Bertha Crum, "What kind o' neighbors you got?" an apealling story
showing that you get what you give in friendships as well as in most things
in life. She asked when is a good time to move and rearrange a rock
garden. Fall seemed to be the time most people agreed on. She also
of a tornado in Ames when a tree on their lawn fell and damaged the
chimney of the house.

Rose Gilpin amused us with a letter written her mother a week
after she was born, by Coz.Sarah Miller.

A guest, Mrs. Charwell told of an old garden club in Lexington
Mass.It is the oldest in continuousexistance of which she knows, and to
which she once belonged.

Catherine Adams read of the Passion Play at Oberammergau which
has been given at regular intervals, except during the second world war,
since the thirty years war in the seventeenth century.

Mrs. Winn, a guest told of the Gilbert Stuart portrait which