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Show Si Wmfs Mumnae Celebrates. Former Pupils of the Institution BanquetToth-r, Toast their A!ma Mater, Its Old Tutors, and Give a Send-off to the -Old Girls." I On last Monday, the graduates of St. Mary's academy met at the dear old school for the third meeting and banquet ban-quet of the Alumnae of St. Mary's. The business meeting was held at 5 o clock. Miss Luce presiding. The minutes of the last meeting were then read by the secretary, Miss Kane, after which the members discussed some important im-portant matters. The first subject was about changing the time for the annual an-nual meeting from November to June. A motion was made and all desired that the change be made; another import-! import-! ant item was to lower the dues of the association from two dollars per annum to one dollar. The members next proceeded to the election of officers for the ensuing year and the balloting resulted as follows: fol-lows: President, Miss Frances Phillips; vice president, Mrs. N. A. Dunyon; secretary, Miss Mamie Farlinger; treasurer. treas-urer. Miss Mary Kinney. The meeting over, the Alumnae proceeded pro-ceeded to the study hall and enjoyed a delightful musical and literary programme pro-gramme given in their honor by the graduating and first senior classes. The following splendid programme was rendered: Erl-King Liszt Miss M. Nissler. Vocal duet, "Come With Me Cam- pana" Misses Preston and Morrison. St. Mary's Journal ..Alumnae Number Misses Ashton and Plumhof. Fantasia for harp Valenze Miss E. Egan. Vocal solo, "May Blossom" ; Gribel Miss M. Nissler. Recitation The V. A. S. E. Miss Mullon. Miserere Gottschalk Miss E. Egan. Drill "The Vestal Virgins" Nine Young Ladies. THE BANQUET. The banquet was given at 7 o'clock. The assembly rooms were beautifully decorated in the colors of the association, associa-tion, blue, gold and white. Rt. Rev. Bishop Scanlan and Rev. D. Kiely, V. G., and Mr. Timothy Tim-othy Kinney were the invited guests. The parlors of the academy were converted into a banquet hall. The rooms were ablaie with lights, flowers and palms were in bountiful profusion. A beautiful, hand-painted frieze, the work of one of the Sisters, hung over the bay window. Tall white chrysanthemums, banked the windows, altogether the banquet rooms presented a beautiful scene, with the magnificent floral decoration. The color scheme of blue, white and gold was entirely carried out. During the banquet the orchestra, made up of academy pupils, added to the enjoyment of air by well rendered selections. At the close of the banquet ban-quet Rev. Father Kiely. in his usual graceful and kindly manner, proceeded pro-ceeded to announce the toasts. ''OUR ALMA MATER." Miss Mary Farlinger, class '93 . delivered de-livered the following address in reply to the toast given by Father Kiely: Hail to thee, fostering Mother in life's happiest hours, St. Mary's girlhood's peaceful home! j Would it were mine to tell with poet's ! power or sage's eloquence what thou hast been and what thou are to us j who gather at this festal board! Our Alma Mater, dear to every loving ; heart, whose joys and sorrows here find expressions, and not in vain, for in the hour of gladness, her smile brings added add-ed pleasure, and when sorrow casts grim shadows upon our,' lives, ah; then she clasps us to her bosom, the while . she whispers tender words of sympathy : and love. ' Here's to the Alma Mater! Thy j daughters glory in thy honor! Aye, : whether their lives be spent within the shadow of dear St. Mary's or in distant : homes, even as thy benign 'benediction ; ever follows, so, too, their prayers go up to Heaven's throne for thy success! j May thy influence for good go on for- ever, and thy Christian, womanly daughters ever bring thee fair renown! re-nown! . .. . I Here's to Sister Lueretia, dear mother guilding spirit of St. Mary's. Who but has seen and felt her power for good, uplifting the tender hearts that come ! within her gentle influence. Long may she govern this sacred home of learn-I learn-I ing, ' where her name will ever be in I benediction! Here's to each kind "Sister, who, like I rare and precious gems, adorns our j banquet hall tonight, aye, and to the ! absent Sisters, whose memory en-: en-: hances the joy our hearts feel in this I hour! Intellectual molders in time, ye know not . the worth of each impress upon the immortal marble beneath you,r touch! Dear Sister Ruberta!i We miss her 'tonight. For years she shared our trials and our successes; now she is ! far, far away; but in our grateful hearts her memory linger and with sweet recollection is linked all that is true and good and noble! Once, again, hail to our Alma Mater! And as we quaff from out the cups of friendship cast within these sacred walls, let us, Alumnae of St. Mary's, pledge ourselves to be ever true to the "fostering Mother" of our girlhood, our dear Alma Mater. "OUR BISHOP- AND CLERGY." Mrs. J. C. Sullivan, class " '91," responded re-sponded to this toast:, As no theme touches the heart of a child of faith so deeply as that of its priesthood, so none seems so difficult to frame" into adequate language. Perhaps Per-haps it 'was some such thought as' this that almost appaled me at first when I was honored with the response to "Our Bishop and Clergy," but soon I was cheered by the counter-reflection, "True greatness is ever allied to simplicity," sim-plicity," and though my words may fail to voice to sentiments of the Alumnae, at least my attempts will not be misjudged mis-judged by those for whom it is intended. in-tended. Well you know, beloved bishop and fathers, that no visitor is ever so welcome, whether it be to the festive hall, to the class room or to the family circle, no guest of honor is to royally hailed as the laborers, whom Christ in His own garden, chose to be His helpmates. Royal indeed as our loyal hearts can coin them are the greetings we offer today to our cherished cher-ished pastor and priests, and we thank you most cordially for gracing this meeting of our Alumnae. "Hearts that are greatest beat never loud," sang the poet priest of the South, and a new sig- nincance seems lu ciuci mm mese words when we think of the quiet force with which our devoted clergy of Utah labor for good of all. As loyal sentinels senti-nels on the watch towers of Faith, they staunchly guard the precious heritage from the open assault of its avowed enemies and the secret attacks of its seeming friends, yet so silently withal that none but God knows the battles fought and struggles endured in the lifelong combat. But there are tri-, umphs too, sublime triumphs, whose glory and greatness no earthly power can gauge. In "vain will it attempt to fathom the joy that stirs the souls of God's consecrated ones when they see their lifelong dreams transformed into realities, and this joy, beloved bishop, has . been yours to taste. From our hearts we congratulate you on the realization real-ization of your designs, and pray that the noble cathedral now nearing corn-fathom corn-fathom the joy that stirs the souls of pletion may prove a magnet tc draw men's souls to God and St. Ann's orphanage or-phanage a power to draw God's blessing down on man. The life and- labors . of our beloved teachers tell more eloquently I than any words of mine their gratitude grati-tude for .all you have done to make bt. 'Mary's what it is today. For ourselves our-selves we can but hope that the sacrea influence wielded by our cherished bishop and priests may bear fruit in the lives of each Alumnae, and may we so conform to your oft repeated coun sels as to merit a share in your power of doing good. . "CUR ABSENT TEACHERS a.mj MEMBERS." Miss Mary McFadden, class '93, speaking on the above beautiful toast, Sal(l: , "To a subject so inspiring as that of the absent members, I feel it far beyond my powers to do it justice in an hour. It would take volumes to adequately express their virtues and achievements, and to record their deeds. I am reminded of a certain public pub-lic speaker who, upon speaking before an audience, knowing his tendency toward to-ward an overflow of language, asked in a pompous way, 'What shall I talk about?' A voice from the rear called out very promptly, 'Talk about a minute.' min-ute.' So, my dear friends, this is what I will do talk about a minute then make way for one more worthy than I. How many hours it would take to recall again the many happy incidents inci-dents of our school days! Would that we all could be together again; but what a vain wish. Those that played many an hour, away are strayed, some laughing in the cheerful sun, some sighing in the shade, and one has turned and laid her down where darkened dark-ened shadows fall. "Here's to our absent members who have chosen the better part; to them within the hallowed shades of the sanctuary, there wafting the incense of prayer and devotion above to God's throne. What joy for us to know that we are named in their prayers. What we have lost in the sister we have gained in the intercession and adoration adora-tion that constantly ascends to God, when they mingle together in the chapel of their convent home when all the world is still. Here's to our brides! May t'heir lives be like unto a rose, of which each day is a petal to be succeeded suc-ceeded by one of greater beauty. "Here's to the girls, who though far away tonight, are here in spirit. They, too, are thinking of the good old days of school life, which was but a stage, in which we then rehearsed for the real life. "We believe in deeds, not years; In thoughts, not figures on a deal. We should count time by heart-throbs. He lives who thinks most, Feels the noblest, Acts the best." ' "THE OLD SCHOOL DAYS." Miss Nora Gleason, class 91, responded respond-ed to the above toast in the following: In a letter received a short time ago from a former teacher of St. Mary's was the following sentence: "How I would like to hear something about the old girls! "Where they are and what they are doing!" So at one of the recent meetings of our association associa-tion I was instructed to prepare a "short" paper, telling about "The Old , Girls of the Old Days." At first I re- garuea me assignment ao tuiujjii-ment, tuiujjii-ment, until one of the members (and by the way one of my own class), said, "Oh, Nora, Is the one for that, she has so much gab." My spirits and conceit sank accordingly. Another one said, "Write as you talk." This may be all right, providing that Sister Geraldine never reads this article. She will probably prob-ably wonder how it was that Nora Gleason ever won a prize for composition composi-tion and good English while in her class many years ago. The memories of years are dancing in my brain, carrying car-rying me whither I will or not. Memories Mem-ories softened and subdued of the past, with its events, and stranger still, its actualities came before me. What a wide world is made of the past. A sacred, rich and tender world! Tender and true are the loving memories and affections for the dear teachers and friends of the old time. But this is enough moralizing. I have to tell all about tjie old girls of this institution and finish in five, minutes, so the dignified dig-nified ex-president says. Well, I will tell about the married ones first. For a while I thought of mentioning them In the same column with the dear departed, de-parted, but I do not wish to hurt their feelings. Among the married girls are Etta Pinkham. Mrs. Edwin Booth, Genevieve Mueller, Mrs. Joseph Stack, Josie Morier. Mrs. Judge McHatton, Hannah James, Mrs. Rossiter, Kate t Dorsev. Mrs. Reimberg, then Kittie Knight, Tillie Hall, Mamie Lamb, Flor- 1 ence Adams, Annie Stevens, Elsie Tur- I ley, Laura Baker, Laura McAllister, I Tony Peters, Fannie Mclntyre, Millie , Fagan, Mary O'Leary, Jessie Payne, ! Mary and Annie Mueller, Daisy Black- 1 burn, Lulu Seiber, Lucy Cochrane, Alice Carruthers, Laura and Georgia Geers-ton, Geers-ton, the Davis girls, the Slater girls, the Meredith sisters, Maude Keeney, whose names now I do not know. Miss Mary Burke is Mrs. Boone and lives in t Hailey; Effie Stoddard, Mrs. G. H. Snow; Lulu Irish, Mrs. G. C. Parker; 1 Mamie Kirkham, Mrs. W. S. Fugate; j Emily Brooksbank, Mrs. C. S. Snel- I grove; Elsie Raht, Mrs. Burbank; , Louise Clements, Mrs. W. H. Jones, I who all reside in this city. Belle Clark is now Mrs. McPolin; Lizzie Sullivan, Sul-livan, Mrs. Nelson; Venice Dunford, i who is Mrs. M. French, and Rose Rad-cliffe, Rad-cliffe, who is Mrs. Brown, have each ; a lovely little daughter and they re- oiue in oaii liaKe; oennie Alexander is Mrs. Steinman of Mercur, Lena Wurz-burg Wurz-burg is Mrs. Hammerslough of Portland, Port-land, Teresa Golberg is Mrs. Loui3 Simon; Clara Warren, . Mrs. N. P. Dooly; Lizzie Warren, Mrs. McDon-ough McDon-ough of this city; of the Sullivan girls three are married, and also the Hep-worth Hep-worth girls. May Brown is Mrs. F. J. Hagenbarth of Idaho. Of the fine musicians of St. Mary's we remember Alice Cronin, who married mar-ried Air. Golden, but she is now a widow. We all regret the sorrow that came into the life of dear Mother Charles' niece; Eliza Wareing, St. Mary's first graduate in music, is Mrs. Van Dyke; Alinda Pierce is Mrs. Hickey; Jennie Hawley has attained much success on the operatic stage. It may be interesting to note that she spent the summer visiting Mrs. H. C. Havemeyer of New York. Mrs. Have-meyer Have-meyer was formerly Ada Bryant, and is now the wife of one of the millionaire sugar kings. Xhen we remember dainty Kat'herine Trumbo, who is now Mrs. Edward McGurrin, with a handsome son n n rl hv tho wav a rVi'ir.ir.r. i. , . band; Lulu Meister, Mrs. Richard Keenan, who is the mother of a charming charm-ing little daughter. Rose Devoto, who is now Mrs. Kaufmann of Omaha, is still fondly remembered among the musicians. Time has brought sorrow to some of our old friends, and the reaper Death took away cherished husbands from the family hearth. Among the widowed ones are Stella La Fitte, now Mrs. N. McChrystal; Ella Hannafin, Mrs. Timothy Sullivan; Rose Goldberg, Mrs.. Fred Simon; Ella Sullivan, Sulli-van, Mrs. Wright,, and Rose McNamee, Mrs. Tom Gibbons. There are many old girls to mention yet, among them being the handsomo Judge girls. Lizzie Liz-zie is now Mrs. W. M. O'Brien, with a charming little family; Fannie is the wife of Captain J. E. Woodward and the mother of two charming children; Agnes Is in Manila, the wife of Captain Theodore Baldwin, and she has one dainty little girl. Nellie Wall is Mrs. J. B. Gries, with a little son; lovely, gentle Emma McCornickv.vhom Sister Helena very justly held up to us as a model, is Mrs. A. H. S. Bird of this city; Nana Edwards is Mrs. John Schettle of San Francisco; Cordelia Heath, Mrs. W. Thatcher of San Fran-j Fran-j cisco; Edith Noble is Mrs. R. Smith 1 of this city; Ella Thomas, Mrs. S. C. Park, with some lovely children, and quiet Millie Glass and her pretty sis- I ter Jennie are married and live in Cal-I Cal-I ifornia; of the Sullivan girls, Mamie, ! Kate and Lizzie are married. Recent t brides are handsome Mary Burke, who ! ! garet Clinton, Mrs. H. W. Miles of 1 De Lamar; pretty Hazel Pollock, Mrs. Fay Buller, and sweet-voiced Mary ! Gridley, Mrs. Paul Russell. Now for j the old maids no, I mean bachelor-: bachelor-: maids, or unappropriated blessings! I Cecilia Osborne is in Salt Lake, Lena Clinton, San Francisco; Olivia Crock-, Crock-, ett, Montana; Blanche Jones in Poca-tello Poca-tello keeping house for her father and brothers: dear old Martha Watters, one of our truly good girls, is teaching school; popular, jolly Margaret Hally, pretty Lillie Alexander, Stella Salisbury, Salis-bury, a charming little society blossom, blos-som, Katherine Judge, Blanche Burke, Ida Noble, Mamie Noble, all handsome and popular society girls, are living in this city. Many of our dear old school friends have chosen the better part. Among those fair monitors of grace we find Alice Bruneaux, now Sister Mary Dorothea; Eugenie Bruneaux, Sister Mary Beranice; Nellie McFadden, McFad-den, Sister Mary Denise; Myra Wood, Sister Mary Evon; Louise Heffernan, Sister Mary Rita; dear Adeline Du-chene, Du-chene, whom we loved dearly; Flora Blackburn, Sarah Matthews, and last but very dear, is our own cherished Winnie Lane, Sister Mary Mercedes of the Dominican sisterhood at San Francisco. Fran-cisco. Among the old pupils who have gone from us forever well do we remember re-member gentle Maggie Matthews, whose stainless soul went to the Great Beyond a few years ago, leaving to a devoted husband and loving children the tenderest memories of a beautiful life spent as a Christian wife and mother; Rose Daft, whose loving ways deeply endeared her to all, and poor, bright little Minnie O'Rourke, who left a tender little baby motherless. Well, this list could be continued indefinitely, in-definitely, but I really must stop, but not before I mention the 'members of the Alumnae. I will mention the young maids first, because I like to spare the feelings of the landmarks, I imean those who finished in the dead and buried past, 1S75, no, no, I mean 18S5. Sweet tempered Dora Kinney and her dainty, dignified sister, Mary, have recently returned from a delightful trip to Europe; Julia Hays, we all remember remem-ber as a cute little girl, with corkscrew cork-screw ringlets, who had a mania for breaking china, one day breaking two dozen soup plates. Minnie Folsom, another an-other of St. Mary's fine pianists, has recently returned from Boston, where she took a course in music at the Boston Bos-ton Conservatory, and reflected great credit on her teacher, our dear little music teacher. Sister Paschavie. May Kane is leading a busy life as a private teacher. Mamie Hunter Mrs. Edward Howard the mathematician with two charming little girls. If they take after their mamma it will not be long until they can discuss,' sines, cosines, I logarithms, etc., with anybody. Mollle McFadden is still Mollie McFadden. She is a very quiet, dignified pedagogue, peda-gogue, whose pupils would open their eyes in horror if a picture of the .Mollie McF. of the old days could be shown them. We all remember Mollie McF.'s grand parade to the class meeting nearly near-ly every week. The only time she did not go was when she had the measles and was in bed. When she got well she was taken there for throwing her castor oil out of the window instead of into her mouth. No one would rec-' rec-' ognize in Mrs. J. C. Sullivan, the dig-; dig-; nified wife and mother, Mary Shea, who when stood behind the study hall door for punishment used to pull her hair over her face and give the entire school a living illustration of the appearance ap-pearance of the early Mnhabitants of America. She has three lovely children. chil-dren. Lillian Ferguson Mrs. N. A. Dunyon is the mother of a charming little group, while her sister, Daisy Mrs. Chamberlain is the mother of a ; dainty little daughter. Martha Bu-: Bu-: boltz, our quiet little saint, is taking her part well in the busy world. The daintily pretty Philips sisters are among the group of well loved century plants of St. Mary's. They are busy business women, taking an active part in the world's busy life. Lizzie Guthrie, Guth-rie, now Mrs. Haywood of Ogden, is another an-other of the rroup. She is the mother of a fine son, and is a very happy wife. When some one remarked the other day that all married people were mentally men-tally deficient Mrs. Haywood replied with a flash of her brown eyes that she had not lost her intelligence. Every old girl of St. Mary's has a tender recollection of Clara Raht. Impulsive, warm hearted Clara! It is not surprising surpris-ing that her vocation in life i3 nursing. Her ready tact and sympathy makes her an invaluable nurse. And her love for St. Mary's grows deeper every year., Alice Fisher 'and Mamie Far-linger Far-linger are two of our young maids. Alice is ai present in the east, visiting visit-ing friends. Mamie is a busy bookkeeper. book-keeper. Her devotion to its association is so marked that she broke a few ribs and a few dozen bones recently so she would find time to write her toast. Mary Keel, now Mrs. Louis Benziger of New York, is one of our valued mem bers; also happy Lena Schatz, now Mrs. William Jeffreys. Graceful Maude Earle, now Mrs. James Sharp '1 of Sunnyside, who has one fair little daughter, and pretty Metta Thompson, now Mrs. W. B. Stanley of Grand Junction. Junc-tion. Last, but not least, let me mention our retiring president, Marie Luce. In the old days she was the pride of the French teacher, and of the clas of "ji. She is still their pride. St. Mary'.. Alumnae will never have a preside:1.-who preside:1.-who will be more popular or bett.--liked than Marie. While writing this I have been wondering won-dering if dear, dear Sister Martha ani Sister Maudwina will remember all the old girls mentioned here! There is not a heaven too glorious and happy for those Sisters, whom every St. Mary's girl will remember until life's closing. 1 he dearest remembrance we have. i3 me iiidLiiy ol Liiose two clear ones, when we used to be in dire disstHce. After interviews with our dear Mother Charles and teachers in Mother's office, of-fice, we would return to our work. I with tear-stained faces, red eyes an ! I redder noses, but would always return by way of the kitchen or dinin? room. 2 Sister Martha or Sister Maud.vin.i ' would meet us with, "Come here, hon ey," or "Come here, dear." What is th-matter?" th-matter?" Then some more tears, redder eye; redder noses! "Never mind honey. Iler have some collation." and then would receive from the dear busy h?;id ; a slice of bread and molas?es,one in-i; thick; if we felt too bad entirely for any sympathy we would find the br.i ! one inch and a half thick with butv-" as well as molasses. This was alway. a sure cure, and by the time we vver through swallowing the collation, with a side dish ot tears, we were ready t return and also to reform. Here, us leave the old girls and the dear o! i teachers. We have all seen our shar -of life's trials and responsibilities, bu; those stages in life have to come to u ; all. Let us win our way bravely an 1 fearlessly to Him, in whom alone is found all love, tenderness and purity. "We know life holds harder lessons Than those from bxk or tool. , Ah, time! deal gently with us, I Till we all go home from school." BISHOP SCANLAN PLEASED. Rt. Rev. Bishop Scanlan, as the' guest of honor, spoke in his usual pleasing pleas-ing manner to the Alumnae. Our dear Bishop is held in the highest esteem and reverence by every old St. Mary's girl, and his short address was much appreciated. Rev. Father Kiely. Rev. Father Cur-ran, Cur-ran, Mr. Timothy Kinney and Miss Elsie El-sie Ashton of the class of 'U were th-other th-other invited guests. Mr. Irinney represented rep-resented his two daughters, Misses Dora and Mary Kinney, who belong t. the Alumnae, but are now visiting in the East. Mr. Kinney responded in a very witty strain to a toast proposed by Rev. Father Kiely, during the evening, even-ing, and his remarks caused much merriment. mer-riment. Previous to the banquet, each member of the association was presented present-ed with a handsome gold souvenir spoon, the gift of Sister Superior. An informal reception was held until un-til a late hour, the moments swiftly passing, in gay chat with the dear teachers and old friends. The years pass on, with their summer sum-mer blossoms, and winter snows, an 1 around our dear old school untold loving lov-ing memories hover. Until life's fitful dre-am is over, and death seals the eyes forever, grateful love and prayer for St. Mary's academy and the cher-I cher-I ished saintly inmates will remain fer- vent and true in the hearts of all the "old girls." |