The July meeting of the Carroll Garden Club was at the home of Mrs. Harry Fogle with Mrs. Myers Englar, Mrs. Edgar Barnes and Mrs. Edwin Dowell as co-hostesses.
The meeting opened with the group singing “In the Garden”. A poem, “The Gentle Gardener” by Edgar Guest was read by Mrs. Spoerline.
The Minutes of the previous meeting were read and approved. At Roll Call, 15 members were present and four visitors.
During the business meeting, it was decided to have the flower show the last of September or the first of October. Mrs. Earle Buckey made a motion that the committees for the flower show be appointed by the official board. This motion was seconded and carried by a majority vote.
The club sent Mrs. Herbert Englar a flower during her illness. The acknowledgement for this was given to the club by Mrs. Spoerline.
Mars Charles Heason proposed that the next meeting be a white elephant sale, and that the meeting be an evening meeting. This was seconded and was carried by a majority vote. The next meeting is to be held at McKinstry Mills and each member may bring a guest.
Following the business meeting, Mrs. Schley of Baltimore spoke to the club members about flower arrangements. As many members brought arrangements, Mrs. Schley gave constructive criticism and improved some of the arrangements by different placements of flowers. She then gave some very helpful hints for conducting a flower show.
After the meeting, the members and guests were invited to the dining room where refreshments were served by the hostesses.
Respectfully submitted,
Miriam F. West, Sec.
Anna Spoerline, Pres.
The Gentle Gardener
I’d like to leave but daffodills
to mark my little way,
To leave but tulips red and white
behind me as I stray;
I’d like to pass away from earth
and feel I’d left behind
But roses and forget-me-nots
for all who come to find.
I’d like to sow the barren spots
with all the flowers of earth,
To leave a path where those who come
should find but gentle mirth;
And when at last I’m called upon
to join the heavenly throng
I’d like to feel along my way
I’d left no sign of wrong.
And yet the cares are many
and the hours of toil are few;
There is not time enough on earth
for all I’d like to do;
But, having lived and having toiled,
I’d like the world to find
Some little touch of beauty
that my soul had left behind.
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