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The P resident’s Co rner Mrs. Leonard Trivers, President F.W.l.0. TION is now history and for those of us who were privileged to attend it was a memorable experience, For those who were not present, this issue will bring you some of the highlights and we hope you will read them carefully. There are so many things to be apâ€" preciated â€" the detailed planning for our com- fort and enjoyment, the tour arrangements to allow us to visit the lovely and historic coun- tryside. the splendid response of members across the land for the handicrafts sale, and the spirit of friendliness which prevailed among the delegates from the various provinces. These are the things which do not appear in the re- ports but which make the convention one to remember. I would like to share with you a little ex- perience which to me proved to he the “crown- ing touch" to the convention. As you may know. I was overseas the previous week to at- tend the A.C.W.W. Council meetings and came by air to Halifax with Mrs. Spry, Canada‘s representative on the A.C.W.W. Council, who was my gracious hostess while in London. Our first glimpse of Canada after hours over the ocean was of the rocky barrens of northern Quebec, yet we began to feel we were at home. The feeling grew as we winged our way up over the narrow strip farms along the St. Lawâ€" rence. and became complete when we saw our first scarlet-clad Mountie at Dorval Airport. After a week in beautiqu Nova Scotia our train homeward-hound brought us up through New Brunswick along Chateur Bay and the Restigouche, where our eager eyes scanned the scenery as long as a bit of daylight remained, then on through the night to Quebec City where the citadel stood out in shining Splendor in the clear, early morning light. There was no train to our part of Ontario until night, so while the rest of the group went on, three remained in Montreal, coming at last on a sum- mer Sunday evening to the nation's capital, still iess than halfway across our huge country. THE. THIRD NATIONAL CONVEN- Four hours remained before time for the train which would take me on the finai lap of my journey. Alone and weary, I dined. then walked through the Mall to listen to Slit‘rerl music by the same band whose stirring Slt any we had heard two weeks earlier leadini- the opening devotions of the Governor- Gen. . .rx Conference. When the band had gene 1 m on up to Parliament Hill where the chimes m the Peace T0wer had just begun. For an ttlr I was part of an anonymous group who at. ed among the flowers and the statues i' ml lovely garden, or sat in attentive silence i he benches while the familiar notes of SQCIEI ml classical music filled the air and the fit at sunset gradually died above the hills h :ilt the mighty river. The noise of the city m- faintly to our ears here: people spoke ver' [1L- and in hushed voices. Finally. as the sot: m, mer darkness fell and the first stars app at we heard the bells begin “0 Canada.“ .â€"‘ mt person the crowd of listeners came to Bit feet and stood in silence until the last Its had died away. I wish I were able to c.- in for you the magic quality of that m» it, standing shoulder to shoulder with C01 :7: strangers. all silently joining in the rein: ‘0 Canada, we stand on guard for thee." at of you will have had the same exp: w when in Ottawa, I am sure. but to me it :. fitting climax to a National Convention. Since that night I have often relivt 1c scene and reflected upon the words “Wt- itl 0n guard for thee.” Do we actually me tlt‘ words we sing so glibly'? To a man. guai Itmeans something quite positive. Has at meaning for women? I think we migl. ml two points of similarity between our liv til that of a guard on duty: A guard is n \- pected to plan the tactics used in delta Hr attack, nor to direct the carrying out . he plans. His concern is to see that his imn‘. tIL‘ section of the line is kept as strong as It“ within his power to keep it. Secondly. a .rd may find his work to be far from the it‘ of activity, yet it is none the less int]: it. How many battles in history were lost t: w the guard at some distant post was lax In duty? What is expected of Women‘s Institute in- bers as mothers, as educators and a< n- munity leaders in standing on guard? Hi '8” are we doing our duty? I think this is It" thing we might well consider in our t iCh meetings so that we may be sure we I ‘13 truth when next we sing “We stand on ml for thee.“ Mary T L‘I'S. HOME AND co. HRY