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Show IRISH LEAGUE CONVENTION. Program Outlined for Great Gathering Gather-ing in Boston Next September. (Boston Pilot.) A meeting of the Boston ; Central Council and Boston Central Branch of the United Irish League was held at the American House last week to begin arrangements for the welcome to Hon. John E. Redmond, M. P., chairman of the Irish parliamentary party, and Mr. Joseph Devlin, M. P., for West Belfast, when they come here in September to attend the biennial national convention of the United Irish League of America. I lie meeting was one of the best attended at-tended since the establishment of the organization. Dr. P. J. Timmins, president pres-ident of the Boston central branch, presided. pre-sided. In opening the proceedings he spoke of the honor conferred on Boston by being chosen as the place for the convention, at a time when so much of vital importance to the Irish cause is at issue. He said that he felt assured as-sured the city would do as it had always al-ways done where Ireland was concerned and tender a cordial welcome, not alone to the envoys from Ireland, but to the visitors who will attend from all the United States. Mr. John O'Callaghan, national secretary, sec-retary, and Mr. M. J. Jordan of the executive ex-ecutive committee reported that the feeling of the executive committee was that preceding the oon-eiition proper in Faneuil hall on Sept. 22 and "3 an outdoor reunion of members and the delegates who will arrive in the city should be held. With that obpject the committee had waited on Mr. John 1. Taylor, manager of the Boston American Ameri-can baseball grounds, and he had very-kindly very-kindly consented to give Hie use of the grounds for a field day on Saturday Sept. 13. It was unanimously voted to accept the program, and a vote of thanks to Mr. Taylor for his kindness in giving giv-ing the grounds was adopted. The Grass-World. Oh, life is rife in the heart of the year, When midsummer suns sail high; And under the shadow of spike and ! spear . ' In the depths of the daisy sky. There's a life unknown to the careless glance; And under the stillness and airy prance. And slender, jointed tilings astir, And gossamer wings in a sunny whir And a world of work and dance. Soft in its throbbing,' the conscious i green j Demurely answers the breeze: ' While down in its (angle, in riotous! sheen, . j The hoppers are bending their knees. I And only a beetle or lumbering ant. As he rushcs a feathery spray aslant Or the sudden dip of a foraging bird, with its vibrant trail of the clover stirred, . ! Discovers the secret haunt. j i i Ah, the grass world dies in the autumn days, When studded with shoaf and slack. The fields lie browning in sullen haze. And creak in the farmer's track. Hushed is the tumult the daisies knew, The hidden sport of the supple crow; And lyiely and dazed in the glare of! the day The stiff kneed hoppers refuse to p'.ay In the stubble that mocks the blue, For. all things fed that the time is drear When life runs low in the heart of the year. Mary Mapes Dodge. |