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Since the organization of the Jersey Blue Chapter it has had for its Regent Miss Kate Deshler. Finding it had made no mistake in the selection of this lady (so preëminently fitted for the head of Chapter work) it has been loyal to its first choice and despite Miss Deshler's protests at the meeting for the election of officers, she had been elected her own successor. The meetings are held monthly at the homes of the members. In order to encourage and develop a taste for revolutionary and colonial history an essay is prepared and read by a member at each meeting.

Finding the war between our beloved land and Spain upon us it was decided at the meeting in June, 1898, to do what we could for the alleviation of distress naturally incumbent upon the families of the soldiers who had responded to the Nation's call.

A fête was held upon the beautiful lawn of ex-Senator Schenk's home, “Redcliffe." This charming spot was placed at the disposal of the Chapter by the courtesy of Mrs. Schenk. A sight never to be forgotten greeted the eyes of the many interested spectators who gathered to see the stately minuet danced by the Daughters of the Chapter. Of the beautiful dames in their quaint colonial dress, the brilliantly illumined lawn with its white tables dotted here and there, the sweet music, the graceful movements of the dancers, much might be said, but suffice this that the sum of eighty dollars was thus raised and given to the families of the soldiers of Company D, Third Regiment of New Jersey.

It is impossible to say just what the Chapter has done for the sick soldiers in the recent conflict. In response to a call by the Regent in July last large donations of nurses' aprons, literature, lotions for the sick, &c., were received. Through the untiring energy of Mrs. William C. Butler these were forwarded to headquarters.

In addition to the above, the Jersey Blue Chapter donates yearly a liberal sum to the "Wallace House,” situated at Somerville, New Jersey. It, with two other Chapters, the General Frelinghuysen and Camp Middlebrook, looking after the hall and stairways and in other ways helping to furnish the house.MRS. E. LIVINGSTON BARBOUR, Historian.


(Dedicated to Our Chapter, Our Officers, Our Retiring Officers and Board.]

Another year has rolled into the past
Since last our friendly ballots here were cast,
And in its path our deeds of good or ill,
Our losses, or our gains, remembered still;
The failure or success that crowned each task
Can never be recalled, nor do we ask
To live it o'er again, nor have it last;
Its virtues and its flaws are of the past.

A happy twelve month in our Chapter's life,
Where friendship ruled in place of discord, strife,
And on that harp of many strings was heard
Deep chords harmonious, far more than spoken word
That caused a hundred wills to blend as one,
And feel in friendship's clasp the work was done.

When on the air was heard the sound of war,
In file the best and bravest” sons we saw
Go forth to offer up their brave young life,
And in the deadly carnage of the strife,
To lay down at the foot of that dread shrine,
All down the length of that far-reaching line,
The great wealth of their life, their blood, their limb.
Then, while the tears flowed and the eyes were dim,
Our Chapter did its best to ease the pain
That came from fever and the bullet's rain.

There hangs upon a school-house walls in state
The face of him who changed a nation's fate,
An object lesson to the youthful mind,
In those benignant features, firm yet kind.


What ship can ride in safety on the waves,
Through stormy seas; past dark forbidding caves,
Unless a careful pilot guide her way,
With heart and hand both firm, mishaps to stay.

What club can lift its head in honest pride
While treacherous quicksands in its path abide?
Unless directed by the master mind
That knows the spots where dangers lurk behind.

Since Anthony the Roman factions led,
And for his eloquence was placed ahead;
Where'er that richest gift has yet been heard,
There silvery speech has every bosom stirred.
All these and more we find combined in her,
Our Regent, in whose praise we all concur.

OUR SECRETARY. Ponce de Leon for years, in vain, forsooth, Sought for the spring that gives eternal youth; Now is that rill immortal in the hand Of one that serves most faithfully our band; Indeed, where falls the magic of her glance, Whate'er is entered in that book of chance, That magic book that chases time awayThere Time reaps not by year or month or day, But in her hands the magic loom can spin it, And make the workings of a year "a minute."


We cannot live without the chaff we spurn,
That "filthy lucre," oh! so hard to earn;
Yet one there is who by her work has paved
Our well-filled coffer, by her efforts saved.
Hardest among the many things to do,
To save the wealth which efforts hard accrue.
Earnest and true her work; so high it ranks
Not one but tenders her her heartfelt thanks.

OUR REGISTRAR. Our school-days, long since past, yet freshly green Upon the cameras of our minds are seen, And aught that calls to mind those visions dear, What though some shadings come to us with fear, Is dear to every heart that loves to dream Of past events that in the present seem. She who produces this illusion pleasant Calls from a book, and we answer "present.”

OUR AUDITOR. When all was done at last, the year was through, Our auditor was called her work to do; As rows of figures there before her stood, She looked them over and pronounced them good.

We all, maybe, have stood upon the shore
And waved farewell until our eyes no more
Could in that fading speck our loved ones see;
Then-oh! how fervently, with bended knee,
And head bowed low, we breathed a silent prayer
That He who rules would keep them in His care.
'Tis sad to part from those whom we hold dear;
Our loved ones, at whose feet we fondly rear
Our monuments of friendship and of love,
Surmounted by the olive branch and dove.
Yet, in our journeyings onward through the world
We see that parting picture e'er unfurl,
And so, to-day, again we say adieu,
To those whose faithful works we surely knew.
Adieu, though boundless seas roll not between;
Adieu, though in our ranks they still are seen;
Adieu, yet not adieu, we still rejoice,
And often hope to hear each well-known voice.

JANE RANDOLPH JEFFERSON CHAPTER.—Invitations were issued to a select few by the Daughters of the American Revolution as follows:

“Anniversary of Washington's wedding day. Jane Randolph Jefferson Chapter, Daughters of the American Revolution, requests the pleasure of your company at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. T. O. Towles, at 8 o'clock on the evening of January 6th, to meet Mrs. George H. Shields, St. Louis, State Regent, Daughters of the American Revolution."

These invitations were generally accepted, as the Chapter is noted for its charming functions and kind hospitality. Once a year at this time they give a handsome reception, when the State Regent, Mrs. Shields, is always their guest of honor.

Mrs. Towles, the Regent for the Jefferson City Chapter, was assisted in receiving the guests by Mrs. Shields and two other special guests, Mrs. W. J. Stone, of St. Louis, a member of this Chapter, and Mrs. E. W. Stephens, of Columbia, besides the Daughters of the Chapter. The ladies wore handsome colonial gowns, with powdered hair, and “Martha Washington" caps. After the guests had assembled Mr. E. W. Stephens, who had been invited to be the orator of the evening, gave a charming little address relative to the occasion.

He was followed by Mrs. Shields, who spoke a few words of encouragement and commendation for the success of the Chapter.

The handsome new home of Major and Mrs. Towles was artistically decorated. The large reception hall was draped in bunting and flags. The dainty white and gold drawingroom in pink roses and the library in red carnations and ferns, while the dining room was arranged as for a wedding supper in the colonial days. Handsome antique silver with quaint old candelabra decorated the table. From the chandelier to: the corners of the table alternated white satin ribbons and ropes of smilax, and suspended from the center of the chandelier was a wedding bell of white and green. On the walls hung two fine old portraits of George and Martha Washington, draped in smilax. At one end of the table Misses Mary Gantt and Marian Davison served coffee; at the other chocolate was dispensed by Misses Jewel Weidemeyer, of Glinon, and Winnie Pope. These young ladies had for assistants Misses Carrie Davison, Effie Fox and Miller Pope.

Fully a hundred guest, including the Daughters, paid their respects to Mesdames Shields, Stephens and Stone during the evening. The members of the Chapter are Mrs. Florence Ewing Towles, Regent; Mrs. Mattie W. Gantt, Vice-Regent ; Mrs. Carrie Davison, Recording Secretary; Miss Ella McCarthy, Historian; Mrs. Beauregard Ferguson, Registrar; Mrs. Kate D. Henry, Mrs. Georgia C. Ewing, Mrs. Lulu P. Church, Mrs. Louise Pope, Miss Rena McCarty, Mrs. Margaret Harding Robertson, Mrs. Christine Broughton, Mrs. Louise Bragg, Mrs. S. W. Fox, Mrs. Nona Wildberger, Mrs. Ellen C. Edwards, Mrs. G. B. Macfarlane, Mrs. W. J. Stone, Mrs. E. B. Ewing, Miss Marian Davison, Miss Julia Epps, Miss Mary Gantt and Miss Gertrude Hatch.

The next entertainment of importance given by the Chapter will be February 22.

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