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g 1: ir * * * OBSERVATION B} Elimbethâ€"Ellen Long (Jn wings of gossamer goes the fly. The hop-mad “can. a icweled eye. Lizards are carved from greenest Jade, The scrpem's hack is rich brocade. in wits [if Ian.- ihi: spider hldcb . Ami fish have sequin-patterned sides. The mnuse‘s (“AI is velvet-mil, Tan rainhnwa Hit the moth aloft, The hccile'\ shall i) ruhy glass. The mail trails silver through the grass. Thi- tau-miller has gold bars- Anil plum-worms shim: like little stars, l’nr hnwwtvcr small or low Thu are. nr in what path» they go, ‘i’nd“l[ find hot few live things abroad \Viihnul some beauty-mark of (ind! t i Q * i i 'k * Britain’s First Women’s Institute HEN the Welsh woman. Constance ‘/ Dunes. was writing her recent book. "A Gram of Mustard Seed." 3 history oi the first Women's Institute in Britain which was [Juntzurpwll institute in Wales, she wrote in Miss Edith Collins of the Ontario Women's Instituti- lli‘nm'h for information about the movement in Canada Miss Collins received it t'ttp_V or the hook and We find her assistance i'Jt'l-ll’lU\‘-'lt'd|.:(’(l in the preface. Mrs‘ Dzivu-s tells of the difficulty Mrs. Watt from Canada had in getting the Llanfairpwll “'lllltl'fl tiltt'l‘t'blt‘d in organizing an Institute. mid of the help given her by Mix Nugent Harris, Secretary of the Agricultural Organiâ€" Intuit} Souiety. and later by Sir Horace l‘lunkcti and Col Cotton. It is interesting that lost :is Erland Lev callcd together the women tlr Stunt-y Cl't'f‘k to hear Mrs. Hoodless speak. (.‘ul. Cotton convened the meeting of the women of Llnntuirpwll at which the first Worm-nix Institute of Britain was organized. This was in lttlfi. one of the blackcst years of the tirsl world war when the food blockade threatened Britzun with starvation. Naturallv for the first several months the Institutes worked mostly on food conservation. and the art of cunning or "bottling" was introduced to Institutes that soon began to sprout up all nVl'l' the British lslcs, Sketching the develop- ment of Llnntuirpwll Institute through the years that followed. Mrs, Davies writes: "From “Top-hat Cooker)" to 'The Mabino- ginn', from “The Dangers of Flies and Rubbish tit-ups to ‘Bnlshevssm'. from ‘The Profitable keeping of Gnats‘ to "Modern English Poetrv' the pendulum swmgs In enthusiastic abandon, Behind this l‘flll'tOllL‘ taste lies, not the toolish tum-y that all knowledge can be imbibed in afternoon sips, but a healthy. human desire 16 to touch life at as many points as p. _ presents the intellectual and l'ECl‘e posite to the Institute’s more practii f We can see reflected in the range [.5 the same mental span that encomi 7 . forming of a Clinic, the managing ' -, Savings Association, buying a he“? i, " ing the Red Cross and Y.M.C.A_ if, ‘ bills, securing the services of a am, the village and making collections. ball match. For these women th. their oyster, always of course religious dogma, party politics and of sectarianism.” (Edâ€"An interesi ment, this, on planning program, jects.) A good part of the book is given it of minutes of meeting and these tel! esting story of the progress of the fi= Institute from its organization up tr ing of Age Party in 1936, (some “I . tario historians have fOund their ii books very helpful when they con pare a program for a Golden Ann We read that at the meeting Llanfairpwll women planned th‘l‘ first birthday celebration they had “The Conservation of the Country- that they sent a letter to the par-1.7 asking that something be done “to >l‘ throwing litter about the roads." the program at the anniversary pita include a charadeâ€"perhaps somethi nature of our skits recalling Institut- Truly the Women’s Institutes of Bi very like our own. "Beware of desperate steps: the darch Lived till tomorrow. will have passed it â€"William fl "Every crucial experience can be m: as a setbackâ€"or the start of a new Lii development."â€"Mary Roberts Rinehiir * * iv ir * t ' LUCY ANN By Rachel Albrighi Luc)‘ Ann was the queerest oneâ€" Not to talk when her work was done. Not in gossip. with cu s of tea And an ancient crony gr company But to sit in her blue percale, Calmly watching the white clouds sail: Never heading the old wives' tales. She who'd weathered a thousand gales. Luosed no word from her withered lips (She with life a: he: fin er tips) But aware that the frien ly treBS. Lilac bloom and anemones Were her kin she would gently turn From the bitter tongue poised to burn. And would lift her eyes to (arise-upped v To the leveliness of silent things! Lucy Ann was the queer-est oneâ€" Noi to talk when her work was done- k i i * * i' * HOME AND cotiNtlY