About the time that the Tallmadge circle came into existence, a pleasant circle was formed at Findlay, of the same state. The membership grew to the goodly proportion of twenty-nine regular members, and reported to us at the closing of the year that their meetings had been unusually profitable and pleasant.
Indiana.—We are indebted to the Terre Haute circle for one of the most beautiful programs which has ever reached us. It is satin backed and hand-painted. A lovely little memento of what must have been a charming evening. The annual reception of the club was the occasion of its use, and a correspondent writes us that one of these pretty affairs was laid at every one of the sixty plates spread for the banquet. The painting was all done by members of the circle. Prominent on the program was an admirable poem, “A Symposium of Classic Tales,” by Rev. Alfred T. Kummer, of the Centenary M. E. Church in Terre Haute. We quote the opening stanzas, and had we space we would gladly give it all:
All hail! ye noble seekers after truth;
All hail! ye spirits growing still in youth,
Though years roll on, and Time, with hand of strength,
Plows furrows deep, but brings us home at length.
Chautauquans come with joyful hearts to-day,
Their homage true, and faithful vows to pay
To the Circle wide, a star of holy light,