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Show MRS ATKIN ISHONORED After the War Mothers' Session had been held last Thursday at Hotel Ho-tel Atkin. the war mothers quietly, one by one. went to the Kit-Kat. When all had disappeared but Mrs. P. J. Adams, she came up to Mrs. Atkin and asked her if she would like to join her and a friend in the Kit-Kat. Upon entering, the scene was most impressive. The room wa decorated with flags, and the handsomely hand-somely attired ladies present, at once gave Mrs. Atkin the true meaning of the scene. It was a surprise in honor hon-or of her birthday, and given by the foyal, loving and considerate war mothers of the Milford chapter. Dainty refreshments were served and dancing enjoyed. A beautiful cut glass bowl was presented to the guest of honor. Mrs. Julia A. Smithson, a talented and renowned poetess of the chapter, composed the following beautiful and impressive poem. THE SAND CHILD Dear little dish of wondrous cut, Sparkling all brightly in palace or hut, I How dainty you look, reposing ther In the banquet hall of my lady fair. Know you ought of the sigh the un shed tear. The tremble of joy and the pang o fear. That swept o're the hearts of the lit tie vand Who gave you, a token, Oh, child o Sand. Fear not and rest, nave little glas For the challenge remains -the shall not pass; And the mother for whom you glean tonight, Has her soldier lads and they won thi fight. |