. ««— ilfc.L* '. aikw* T **'/ '^•i-'f^'rT,^ .■■or-" r j;, YEAR BOOK of The Poetry Society of South Carolina for 1921 THARLESTON, SO. CA., U. S. A. YEAR BOOK of The Poetry Society of South Carolina for 1921 CHARLESTON, SO. CA., U. S. A. COPYRIGHT 1921. by the POETRY SOCIETY OF SOUTH CAROLINA, Inc. OCT 21 jy2| C1A626931 w E are all but Fellow-Travelers Along Life's weary way : If any man can play the pipes, In God's name, let him play. JOHN BENNETT TABLE OF CONTENTS / Foreword II Activities of the Past Season JANUARY MEETING Page 8 FEBRUARY MEETING Page 8 MARCH MEETING Page 8 APRIL MEETING , . .- Page 8 MAY MEETING Page 9 IN GENERAL Page 9 III Prospectus for season 1921 - 22 LEnTTTRES Page 10 OCTOBER MEETING Page 11 NOVEMBER MEETING Page 11 CHANGE IN METHOD OF CRITICISM. .Page 11 PRIZES Page 12 THE BLINDMAN PRIZE. Page 13 IV The Worm Turns, a Reply to H. L. Mencken V Voices: Messages from Contemporary Poets AMY LOWELL Pajre 17 EDWIN AFLINGTON ROBINSON Page 18 PADRATC COLUM Page 19 MAXWELL BODENHEIM Page 20 HART?IET MONROE Page 21 JESSIE B. RITTENHOUSE Page 22 CARL SANDBURG Page 23 CHARLES WHARTON STORK Page 24 THERESE LINDSAY Page 25 VI Contributed by Members . DuBOSE HEYWARD '. Page 26 HERVEY ALLEN Page 27 BEATRICE RAVENEL Page 28 KADRA MAYSI Page 29 JANIE SCREVEN HEYWARD Page 80 VII Prize Poems JOSEPHINE PINCKNEY Page 82 HELEN Von KOLNITZ HYER Page 38 SARA LISTON Page 84 VIII Honorable Mention Poems KATHRYN WORTH Page 36 ELIZABETH W. JONES Page 87 LOUISA C. STONEY Page 38 CLELIA McGOWAN Page 89 IX Greetings to Contemporaries THE MEASURE Page 40 POETRY Page 40 CONTEMPORARY VERSE Page 40 THE DOUBLE DEALER Page 40 TEMPO Page 40 X Activities of Members XI The Endowment Fund XII List of Members The Year Book — OP— The Poetry Society of South Carolina AN OFFICIAL PUBLICATION OF THE SOCIETY FRANK R. FROST, President. DuBOSE HEYWARD, Secretory Charlestorty S. C, October 1921 FOREWORD BECAUSE we believe that culture in the South is not merely an ante helium tradition, but an instant, vi- tal force, awaiting only opportunity and recogni- tion to burst into artistic expression — because we believe that of all mediums of artistic expression, poetry is the in- evitable avenue through which the mass of the people, untrained in the other arts, can find most ready and spontaneous expression — and finally, because we were utterly weary of the reiterated pronouncements from commercial publishing centers in the North and West that America is vocal only in that territory, in October, 1920, we gathered together a few daring, perhaps fool- hardy, but at least enthusiastic spirits, and organized the Poetry Society of South Carolina. From many standpoints it seemed to us that the time was ripe. For sixty years the South has fought its way upward through the wreck of war and the horrors of re- construction, and the struggle for mere existence has deprived its people of that leisure which is essential to the atmosphere in which art may thrive. Now with a meas- ure of economic success, we can turn again to the expres- sion of our lives and ideals in some permanent artistic form, with a wealth of treasure at hand upon which to draw. Practically untouched by art, and within the memory of living men, the South has passed through three great phases replete with poetic material, first, the colorful, romantic days "before the war", then the tragedies, the sacrifices, and the lifting courage of our rebirth, and now the surgent vital days of our own time, with their strong realism standing out in has relief against a background of unbelievable color, charm and romance. These things are going to be, must be, expressed, and their underlying ideals interpreted by our own people ; but unfortunately, there is little or no opportunity of publica- tion for poetry dealing with Southern themes, especially from the pen of a beginner. The publishers state very definitely what they want, and for what they will pay; and as they are, almost without exception, situated in New York, New England or the Middle West, they are naturally often out of sympathy with and incapable of understanding our needs and aims. The Poetry Society of South Carolina has for its prime object the assistance of any poet, however obscure, who shows genuine promise, and the winning for his work of such reco?ynition as it deserves. In the furtherance of these ends the Society will offer prizes for poems sub- mitted and will publish a Year Book containing the best and most representative of the verse produced. At this, the close of our first year of existence, we cannot help but look in retrospect with extreme grati- fication upon the phenomenal success that our enterprise has attained. The enthusiastic reception which we have received from all parts of the South and from the North, too, has been evidenced by numerous newspaper and magazine articles and by voluntary request for member- ship from those interested in literature; while from iso- lated little poetry groups in this and neighboring states have come eager inquiries which have convinced us that we have at our backs a force that needs only to be direct* ed and coordinated in order to stimulate a genuine south-wide poetic renaissance. From our own present membership of less than two hundred and fifty, we have to our credit at the close of the first season two volumes by members, one with the Yale Press, and another with the Century Company. Five of our members are represented in recent antholo- gies of modem verse. A group of poems by another member has been published in one of the best known of the poetry magazines, and in addition to these, a number of other poems have been published singly in magazines and newspapers. In response to the call for submission of verse for the various prizes, we received over seventy-five manu- scripts whose quality, sincerity, and authentic local flavor convinced us beyond all doubt of the existence among us of poetic talent which has lacked only the op- portunity to express itself. It is not our intention in this brief foreword to give a detailed account of all our activities ; further on in this book the reader will find a record of the events of the past year; but we do wish to state here the broad general policies of the Poetry Society of South Carolina : We shall continue to bring to Charleston, and to any neighboring city or institution that can make suitable arrangements, poets of national reputation, who will come from other sections of the country to interpret their localities and their ideals to us through their art, thus putting us in touch with the general poetic revival that is manifesting itself in all parts of the country, and es- tablishing a feeling of kinship with other groups and sections. And as our prime object we shall strive to work toward the eloquent vocal expression of our own part of the United States in any poetic form which car- ries the message that a poet's inspiration urges him to convey. Our only compensation will be the growth of artistic expression in the community; but to this end we are giving without stint the best that we have of our time and our enthusiasm, and we most earnestly ask the cooperation of all liberal spirits who are in sympathy with the aims and aspirations of The Poetry Society of South Carolina, ACTIVITIES OF THE PAST YEAR 1920— '21 January Meeting: The first meeting of the Society took place in South Carolina Hall at which nearly the en- tire membership, then about two hundred persons, was present. Mr. Frank R. Frost was elected president and Mr. DuBose Heyward secretary. The secretary then ex- pressed on behalf of the Society the deep appreciation of our members for the aid and suggestions received from the Poetry Society of America during the period of our organization and explained the aims and objects of our own Society together with the program for the then coming season. Mr. John Bennett read a critique on "Poetry in America", quoting to the point several living poets. February Meeting: Mr. Carl Sandburg gave a series of readings from his own poems and sang Ameri- can ballads to his guitar. He introduced many of the audience to the more radical of the "new poetry" and aroused much healthy discussion and interest. Mr. Sandburg's vivid personality, his fine voice, and genuine feeling, created a strong impression on his audience and those who met him during his two-day stay in Charleston. As the first regular lecture and recital of the Society, the evening was an unquaUfied success and the response dis- tinctly gratifying. March Meeting: Miss Harriet Monroe, in a general talk on the "New Poetry," appeared before the Society on the evening of March fourth. At the conclusion of the lecture she read requested selections from her own poems. Miss Monroe stayed several days in Charleston. Her work being so well known and appreciated here, the visit was doubly pleasant. April Meeting: Miss Jessie B. Rittenhouse deliver- ed a lecture to the Society in Charleston during April, her subject being, "Modern English and American Con- servative Poets, their Personality and Work". While greatly interested in the radical poetry movement, Char- leston looked forward eagerly to hearing Miss Ritten- house lecture on the poets who write in an idiom with which the South is more familiar. Needless to say Miss Rittenhouse made many friends for herself and poetry. To a great extent it was Miss Rittenhouse's advice which enabled this Society to organize so successfully, and we by no means forgot "what our sponsors did then for us * *" 8 May Meeting: The last meeting of the 1920 - 21 season, held in May, was given up to the transaction of necessary business, reports, announcements for the com- ing year, the reading of prize and honoraole mention poems, and the presentation of prizes. Close attention was given to the reading of the prize poems by members, which were enthusiastically received. Mrs. Olivia Con- nor Fuller was the reader of the evening, and read also a group of poems from Hervey Allen's "Wampum and Old Gold", the fall publication of which was then first an- nounced. Mrs. Fuller's interpretations were delightful. The unqualified thanks of the Society are also due to Miss I, B. Heyward and her committee for the work they have performed so well in helping to make the informal receptions following lectures the genuine success which they have proved to be. In General : The secretary wishes to emphasize the fact that the Poetry Society of South Carolina has not only carried out the promises made to its members upon its incorporation, but has far surpassed the expectations of its founders. Repeated requests for membership which on account of the limited seating capacity of Caro- lina Hall we have been forced to refuse, speak for them- selves, and that appreciation is not entirely local is shown by the following — we quote from the Bulletin of the Poetry Society of America for May 1921 (page 8) : **The Poetry Society of South Carolina * * ♦ is a model of enthusiastic aim, efficient action and ad- mirable result. Clubs in every center of the nation working as this one * * * would create a public alive to poetry, a public of writers and critics like those Italian communities of the Renaissence where whole towns were artists and connoisseurs — communities that brought forth masters of art. Miss Monroe in the May issue of POETRY, speaks of 'the grand gesture of Char- leston today building up the arts in her queenly old city*." This is indeed the raison d'etre of the Poetry Society of South Carolina, "to build up the arts"; and that it has been realized that we are doing this and reahzed so nota- bly from the outside is no small eagle feather in our war bonnet. However, as the old lady so aptly remarked, "We are not preening our laurels", and we respectfully invite our readers to the prospectus of the coming sea- son, 1921-'22, on the next page. PROSPECTUS FOR THE SEASON 1921-22. The early date at which this Year Book must of necessity go to press, precludes the possibility of announc- ing any hard and fast dates in the calendar of the coming yearns activities, but the Executive Committee can, never- theless, tentatively announce the following events and pohcies with every confidence that in the main they will be able to carry them out. The minor details and exact dates will be made public later. Regular Monthly Meetings It can be definitely announced to our members that there will be regular monthly meetings of the Society from November to May, including the two months named. Extra Meetings At this writing it seems very likely that it may be necessary occasionally to call the members together in order to take advantage of the visits of various poets and notables not on our regular schedule list for regular meet- ings, in which case advance notices will be mailed by the secretary. Lectures The Executive Committee takes great pleasure in announcing that the following poets have been invited to address the Society during the coming season and have accepted. Miss Amy Lowell, Mr. Padraic Colum and Mr. Charles Wharton Stork. Miss Amy Lowell, as all our members know, is un- doubtedly the most widely known and read living Ameri- can poet, a brilliant critic, and a distinguished reviewer. Padraic Colum ranks with Yates among the great Irish poets. His reputation in verse and drama is inter- national, and his knowledge of folk-lore, particularly of the Cetic, unrivalled. Charles Wharton Stork is the editor of Contempora- ry Verse and of his well known anthology. He is a poet himself, and one of the great patrons of the art in this country. He will undoubtedly have something valuable and important to say. 10 Negotiations with several other poets and critics are under way, and it is confidently hoped that announce- ments of the complete year's lecture program can be made by the coming November meeting, together with the dates upon which lectures will fall. Miss Lowell's recent illness made it difficult for her to set as yet the exact date of her visit. October Meeting The Society will hold the first meeting of the new season about the last week in October, when election of officers and transaction of necessary business will take place. Several matters of interest which have transpired during the summer will be discussed. November Meeting The Society will hold the first open meeting of the season at Carolina Hall about the middle of November, the speaker of the occasion to be Mr. Padraic Colum, who will give us a recital from his own fine lyrics, and tell us from his intimate personal knowledge about some of the great figures of the Celtic revival. We think it per- tinent to add, that while Mr. Colum comes to us with a message from the true heart of Ireland, he brings no pro- paganda, but will touch for us again the harp that once — In addition to the lecture there will, of course, be some business transacted at this meeting, and all members are urgently requested to hear the announcements for the coming year. Mrs. Therese Lindsay, whose fine poem, The Handwriting of The Trees ^ appears among our con- tributions later on, will also be present as a delegate from the Poetry Society of Texas which is now being org"ar>ized, and she will bring us a greeting from her part of the South, Savannah will be represented at this meeting by Mrs. Elf rida D. Barrow, who will come as a delegate from the "Prosodists*' of that City. There will be a brief re- ception afterwards for Mr. Colum and visiting delegates. Change in Method of Criticism After careful study of the methods in vogue in other poetry societies, and from the experience of the past year, it has been found advisable to substitute analysis and reading of poems in open meeting for the present esystem of submitting manuscripts for criticism to a read- ing conmiittee. This new method will permit all mem- bers interested to enter into the discussion, and will also avoid overloading a few, who owing to the number of manuscripts submitted can no longer give the required time. 11 PRIZES For the season of 1921-'22 the Poetry Society of South Carolina again offers the following prizes, and for the information of those desiring to compete the follow- ing announcement of rules and suggestions is published: The CAEOLTNE STNKI.ER PRIZE, $25.00, offered by Miss Caroline S. Sinkler, of Philadelphia, for the best poem of any style and character, is open only to members of the Society who have never received payment for the publication of a poem. The SOCIETY'S PRIZE, $25.00, for the best poem of any style or nature, is open to all members of the Society. The LAURA BRAGG PRIZE, $25.00, offered by Miss Laura M. Braj^ff of Charleston, for the best poem of Local Color, possessing a Universal Appeal, is open to any member of the Society. The SKY-LARX PRIZE, $10.00. is off^r^d bv Joh-n Bennett, of Charleston, for the best student tjoem published in a College Masra- zine. in the State of South Carolina, duringr the current year, 1921- 1922, or written bv any student of English Literature in any Aca- demy, College or University of the State. With the exception of poems competing for the Sky-Lark Prize, no poem is eligible that has ever been published. Poems submitted in competition for the Caroline Sinkler Prize, the Societv*s Prize, and for the Skv-Lark Prize must be in the hands of the judges prior to April 15th, 1922. The awards will be made at the meeting in May. The date of closing the list for the Laura Bragg Prize will be January 1st, of each year. MR. HENRY E. HARM AN, now of Atlanta, Ga., but who is a native of South Carolina, has offered a prize of $25.00 to the So- ciety. Mr. Harman has published several volumes of original poetry, and is well known as one interested in the literature of the South. The nature of the competition for which this prize will be awarded will be announced later in the season. No noem submitted for a prize should be signed; but must be sent to DuBose Heyward, Secretary. No. 76 Church Street, Char- leston, S. C. All competing poems will be numbered for identifica- tion and so referred to the judges. The name of the Prire for which the Poem is entered must be clearly written on each MS. All MSS. must be typewritten on one side of the paper only. 12 THE "3LINDMAN" PRIZE The Executive Committee announces The Blindman Prize, given by Wm. van Renssalaer Whitall, Esq., of Pelham, New York; to be offered annually through the Poetry Society of South Carolina. The Blindman Prize is a cash prize of $250.00 the conditions of which have been fixed by the donor whose letter appears below. The secretary of the Society will in due time make the fur- ther announcements required. Mr. WhitalFs letter fol- lows: 206 Loringr Avenne Pelham, N. Y. September 5th, 1921 To The Poetry Society of South Carolina, Charleston, S. C. Dear Sirs: Will you let me offer annually through the Poetry Society of South CaroMna a cash prize of two hundred and fifty dollars, open for competition to any native-bom citizen of the United States or any British subject, speak- ing English as his or her native language. The following to be the conditions of the prize: All poems entered for the Blindman Prize must be in the hands of the Secretary of the Poetry Society of South Carolina not later than the first of January of each year, the Secretary to submit these manuscripts to a judge to be designated annually. Miss Amy Lowell to be the judge for the year 1922. The Society shall cause announcement of the condi- tions of this prize to be published annually in The North American Review, The London Mercury, The Atlantic Monthly and English and American poetical periodicals. Poems submitted must not be less than fourteen lines in length and special consideration shall be given to sustained poems of considerable length; all poems to be original, and unpublished at the time of submission. The Society shall endeavor to induce eminent Ameri- can and English poets to compete and it shall reserve the right to publish the prize and honorable mention poems in such form as it may deem fitting. When in the opinion of the judge for any given year, the poems submitted shall not warrant the awarding of the prize, the award shall be withheld for that vear. Minor details of the competition not in conflict with the above may be left to the discre- tion of the Executive Committee. The name chosen for this prize is taken from a tire of one of Hervey AHen's poems, first published in the North American Revi«»w for December 1919 and since re- printed in his book, Wampum and Old Gold, and the prize is offered in commemoration of his poem. Very sincerely, TF. van R. Whitall. Miss Amy Lowell has very kindly agreed to act as judge for the Blindman Prize for 1922. 18 THE WORM TURNS BEING IN SOME SORT A REPLY TO MR. H. L. MENCKEN MR. H. L. MENCKEN, who, since his brilliant exposi- tion of Nietzsche, has found it difficult to drop the Thus spake Zarathustra — let all the earth keep silence before him — attitude, has recently been beating his great journalistic war drum in the little Philistia of Manhattan, that oasis (sic) in the literary Wilderness of Gobi which stretches its desolate waste northward from Mason and Dixon's line to the ice-bergs of Boston. The late passing of northern culture this way, which found such good material in the 18th Century libraries of our forefathers — for kindling camp-fires and burning schoolhouses — ^leaves us somewhat inclined to agree with Mr. Mencken in his strident rub-adub-duh, I dub the South "A Sahara of the Beaux Arts/' after making the not entirely blatant reservation that perhaps the cause does not entirely lie here. Mr. Mencken, who has become a sort of literary General Sherman, and de vasts <^es all territory through which he advances, aspires to make literary war hell, and we agree that it is so, especially when it is carried on by Mr. Mencken. In fact we agree with him in several other items, to wit: that living in America is in a great many ways a literary hardship, especially in the South, when the alternative is living in the North. We can scarcely visualize anything more grotesquely horrible than residing in that territory whose inhabitants con- sistently and in large numbers resubscribe to the Smart Set How is it that when a keen-thinking American writer, an artist and a master of language, such as James Branch Cabell, who lives in Richmond, does write a great book, it is immediately suppressed in the North, and in New York, too? But this is nothing new! We remem- ber seeing one of Lanier's letters in which he tells how he was patronized by the Brahmins of Boston and advised to conform to the lofty style of the then immortal Long- fellow whose laurel is now packed away in his own excel- sior. Mr. Mencken might say that he has said and in- tends to continue to say things equally scathing about the North and the country at large, but the point is that in attempting to dub the South a literary Sahara he has raised the question sectionally, and we poor desert dwel- lers regretfully reply in kind. Among Ainericans of taste and cultivation,' no mat- 14 ter from what section they may hail, of late years it has not been comme il faut to wave the ensanguined chem- ise. Even among politicians, who certainly represent the lowest order of mentality in the country, it has be- come, shall we say — obsolescent; so that Mr. Mencken's sudden display of that ancient second-hand garment as a brand new article of journalistic attire causes us to sit down under the shade of our magnolias and indulge a quiet grin. "South-Baiting'' from now on is going to be more of a dangerous sport than formerly, and will have to be carried on by matodors who wield a brand that does not too closely resemble the animal which they desire to slay, one which is not simply sharp with assertion. There are not, we are glad to say, enough subscribers to the Smart Set in the South to affect Mr. Mencken's stage thunder by cancellations of subscriptions, and in order to reply we are iorced to bring to our readers' attention a tew laccs, something with which Mr. Mencken is quite cavaiier, apologizing meanwhile for having somewhat lapsed into his style. It is true that there is great literary activity at the North; but, as Mr. Mencken has himself sam or implied in so many ways, much of it is regrettable. It is not altogether a reproach to the South that it does not sub- scribe en masse to this or that Yellow Book, or find stories of Main Streets of the middle west, and Yiddish romances of Greenwich Village, which Mr. Mencken thinks is such a healthy place, enticing. They are drab to Southerners, and they are so very largely because, despite the invasion of northern industrialism, there is still a romance and a colorful life here which, if we have not written about it much, we live. Some of the greatest of writers have realized this ; and we predict that there is a literary future for the South when the cow-boy shall have been buried upon the lone prairie and the million- aire self-made hero of the industrial romance left for the admiration of Akronese. If this is not so, why is it that men like Lafcadio Heam wrote of New Orleans, that Poe found his Gold Bug in the palmetto beetle of the Caro- lina beaches, that much of Mark Twain deals with the South, that Lanier sang of the Marshes of Glynn, and that Thackeray did not write 'The Pennsylvanians" ? We should like to ask "How about Bre'r Rabbit and the Tar Baby?" and ask New York to match them. Then, too, the songs that are deepest in the hearts of Americans of to-day are Foster's "Suwannee River" and "Kentucky Home." Why was it that a Pittsburgher did not sing of the Ohio or the Alleghany, names musical enough, but looked South into the "Sahara" for his scene? And what of Paul Lawrence Dunbar, sx)Uthem certainly; and : ;i6 the negro spirituals; and the erratic spirit of jazz in American music, such as it may be said to be, is that not southern, too ? The North at least is not producing any- thing characteristically Northern. The truth is, it is not homogeneous enough to do so. Despite our color lines and our cleavages, which we notice do not grow better when shifted to the North, the South has been able to produce something peculiarly American, which no other section of the United States has been able to do, except a little corner in New England, Indiana, and the now defunct western frontier. Mr. Mencken's assertion that all of the culture of the South is in this or that group, or confined to the octo- roons, etc., and so forth, is as clever as any untruth can ever be, and his sneers at soft-drink signs and Baptist Churches are illy chosen, for these objects of his con- tempt are not confined to the South alone. This is only an example of the kind of thing which Mr. Mencken has written a book* to say. Let us be frank, and admit that there is some truth in its pages, truths to which it is difficult to reply, because to do so is simply to toss a rock from the Southern greenhouse into the Northern Conser- vatory and to invite its prompt return by Mr. Mencken and his ilk. No ; this is nothing new that Mr. Mencken has done. We have heard all of this before. The style is the only saving grace of this book ; and even through that at times peeps the silly grin of the village cut-up. The South will treat this Northern book as it treats most other books, and as the North treats its own best writers and poets — it will not read it. Along with the rest of the United States it will go to the movies instead. As a commercial journalist, Mr. Mencken knows this; and that is the rea- son why he has two sides to his mouth, one side witk which to inveigh against the Philistines between the covers of his books, and the other to pander to them between the covers of his magazine. There are some oases in our Sahara, however, where the fig-trees are not entirely barren, and we have ventur- ed to make a gesture from their lower branches, and to point out that criticism from the editor of the Smaft Set inherently contains the irony of the boomerang. Wo could listen to Mr. Mencken as the interpreter of Nietzsche but not as the perpetrator of the Smart Set The pope has moved to Avignpn. Is it possible that he has forgotten to be deft? •"Prejudices"— by H. L. Menekea. VOICES MESSAGES AND CONTRIBUTIONS FROM CONTEMPORARY POITS TO THE POETRY SOCIETY OF SOUTH CAROLINA AND TO THE SOUTH From Amy Lowell : Charleston ought to have a Poetry Society, and a poetry society which cares more for poetry than the politics thereof. For why? Because Charles- ton has more poetic appeal than almost any city in America. Some fifteen years ago, I passed a few weeks there, and those weeks have left an indelible impression upon me. It was in the Spring, with the azaleas in the Middleton Place in full bloom, with the sea a cool, stretched blue, with the houses as lovely and fresh as their own gardens. It is a place for poets, indeed. History touches legend in Charleston; art has harnessed nature, and nature has ramped away and transcended art. The town is beautiful with the past, and glorious with the present; its wealth of folklore has been very little touched upon in poetry. What a mine for some one, what an atmosphere! The scene is set; now for the actors. So I, a Northern poet, send my heartiest greeting to my Southern confreres : May the So- ciety flourish as it deserves to do. Amy LoweH 17 From Edwin Arlington Robinson: Peterborough, N. H. September 15, 1921 Please let me write a few words as one who is greatly interested in the Poetry Society of South Carolina, and as one who believes that its existence is significant not only to the South, but to the North and the East and the West. Many poems that have been written by contemporary Southern authors are of a quality to make us up here in the North wish that a few Palmetto es might be persuaded to sprout and spread themselves along with our native pines and hemlocks which are always murmuring. Yours sincerely E. A. Robinson, 18 From PADRA.IC COLUM : V The birds of the South are different — should not the poets be different too? They should bring into American poetry — into poetry in English — a new color and a new cry. American art should have what it is far from having at present — b. grand variety — and each group of states should be ambi- tious to bring this variety into it. The South has memory, and that is better for poetry than anything else except that which is poetry itself — desire. This memory, showing itself through landscape and character, should be a wonderful addition to the art of America. I am all for an association of Southern poets. Padraic Colum- Id From Maxwell Bodenheim : Maxwell Bodenheim sends us his best wishes and this fine sonnet To A Country Girl. Perhaps the greatest of our living American poets remarked that this was one of the finest sonnets he had ever seen. It speaks well for itself, as indeed does all of Mr. Boden- heim's work. The sonnet is unique because it is not in the poet's usual sardonic vein. Maxwell Bodenheim is a Mississippian by birth. TO A COUNTRY GIRL. Your face is stencilled with a pensiveness: Your face contains a minor lyric trapped By dainty ignorance and tamely capped By hair as trimly lifeless as your dress. You suffer from the pungent praise of old, And youthful men, who strive to gain a blind And soothing admiration from your mind, And do not try to make your thoughts unfold. This comedy would fade into a host If it were not rewarded by the dead But unrelenting poet on your face, Your eyes are heavy with his reckless ghost; The trouble of his hands is on your head As you peer out into a clouded space. Maxwell Bodenheim. 20 From Harriet Monroe: I received from the groups of poets in Charleston and Columbia and from the Poetry Society of South Carolina in general, a very vivid impression of cooperative sympathy and inspiration in the art of poetry. I believe that the Society will be of great influence and value in helping to form and direct the taste and creative energy of the new South toward poetry of high local significance, poetry beautiful enough to pass local limits and to endure in the literature of our nation. Harriet Monroe* 21 From Jessie B. Rittenhouse: My visit to Charleston was a delight; and while your Society is the young:est of our affiliated bodies, it seemed to me the most alert and alive. You have a great opportunity to act as a radiating cen- tre of the appreciation of poetry in the South, and to stimulate its creative side, having; already in your Society poets whose gifts are recojeniized and who are making a place for themselves. Why should not this go on and bring about a poetic revival in the South? Jessie B. RittenhoTise. 22 From Carl Sandburg : Among cities having the breath of color, ease, contemplation, poetry, I link across America: Char- leston, Nashville, Sante Fe, San Francisco. Before going to France, Spain, Morocco, an American should know these. The skylines, gables, porches, harbor lights and silhouettes, street flow of life, grace of speech and custom, in Charleston, a wide range of tangible and intangible presences, pull at ones heart and memory after having been in that town and felt its heartbeats. It is just the place one is glad and softly so to see a poetry society rise and go to its task with prayer and joy. Carl Sandburg, 23 From Charles Wharton iSTORK: In editing Contemporary Verse without fear or favor of any special district, I was soon struck with the new vitality of the contribution from the South by unknown poets. There was the fervor of a rich optimism combined with the old love of beauty and of smooth form. I discovered and introduced a strong group of poets with the unmistakable char- acteristics of their region, most of them being from South Carolina, but others all over from Louisville to Jacksonville. That this spirit should be conscious of itself and seek to group its members is most natural and right. Charleston is obviously the lit- erary capital of the New South. May the Poetry Society be in all ways worthy of its traditions and its ever brighter hopes is the wish of one to whom the South, its men and its women, are peculiarly ap- pealing. Charles Wharton Stork, 24 From Therese Lindsey; The work of Therese Lindsey, who sings of the aspects of the South in Texas, has of late been attracting well merited attention. We print her poem, which she sends together with her greeting to South Carolina, and welcome her to the steep slopes of Parnassus. This is a "fine fancy:'* THE HANDWRITING OF THE TREES The winter sky Is written fine with script of tree; Stalwart scrawl of hickory, Stern, substantial hand of oak, Free Spencerian fancy-stroke Of willow, inscrutable and fine Elm-tree ciphers, line on line. Old English is the appletree — Scraggly, crazy symmetry. Elegant, superb, erect — Just what you and I "expect" A lady's writing ought to be Is the simple tracery Of birch. It seems to me Shaded Roman may define The grace and elegance of line The sweet-gum chooses for design. Sturdy, chubby childrens' hands, Newly pruned the peach-tree stands. Hieroglyphics and Chinese Are the isolated trees. Holding still some leaves to mix With the black strokes of the sticks. Naked vine against the wall Old man's wavering, unsure scrawl. Therese Lindsey- 25 CONTRIBUTED BY MEMBERS AFTERMATH. (TO ONE KILLED IN ACTION) When, in the darkest hour of our dark night, You took the sum of all you had to give. Your splendid body, with its right to hve. Your soaring mind, with all its latent might. And hurled it with a shout into the fight; I could have wept that you would never see The triumph of the dream that seemed to be Upon you and about you like a light. Now, while our boastful triumph shakes the dawn. Revenge and greed have cast their cloaks aside. The people perish, and we waste our breath ; All those wo dared to dream are laughed to scorn, While, one by one, their dreams are crucified: Almost I envy you your rich, young death. DuBose Heyward. 26 BELATED SPRING As the long night comes on The final twilight thickens in old eyes, And though the spring came earlier this year, Winter seemed longer and the days more drear. But in the fern-light greenery of the heart There lives a springtime that no frost can kill; The lilacs bloom along old ways And the discreet music of subdued, old Pan Is heard there still. Where he has softly piped these seventy years — Piped even when the fountains ran with tears. "Styles change," the old lips say — "Styles even change in roses — in my day It was Old Cottage Rose or else Reve d'or — Now Maiden Blushes have gone out ; Who plants Old Gold of Ophir any more?" But in the haunted garden of the heart The old-fashioned roses bloom there still. Love hears the whirr of wings about the eaves, Faces of children glimmer through the leaves. As light grows thin. And voices speak there in that garden Where the world has never been. So the long night comes on And final twilight gathers in old eyes. While one dim boat waits on the low lagoon ; Yet, overhead, there is a little, crescent, April moon. Hervey Allen. 27 ALL HALLOWS, He told me, "I went to a church." (For a whisper, a touch, a shred of awareness ?) "The worthy young rector, (hurried, a trifle), Spoke of the higher life. Of the robust searching of spirit Before one 'belonged'. One felt that his wife had admonished him That an overdone dinner was an abomination before the Lord, And her mother was exigent. "And out of the dark came floating The dense, agonizing Cathedral Down below the Gulf, The music that pumped currents of magic Into your nerves. The high, proud archangel-windows, tranquil in war- harness. Over the altar, like a straight light in your eyes. The cross made you helpless. The strange old priest, Far-off as some rubbing from a pale-bronze tomb, (Gentle, tortured lines in his face Of ancient renunciations). Said, as one having authority, Comforting as sleep comforts, (While the long black veils lifted like twilight leaves), *My children, to-day our dead come back to us.' "His voice made a nest for them. The shy, reluctant ones; They would hardly have known the difference." Beatrice Ravenel . . A VESPER SONG, Stella Maris, I remember When the winds went whisperingly, In another soft September, O'er a star-enchanted seal Where the scent of oleander Drifted down the dreaming dunes, By the ways I used to wander Under unforgotten moons! Stella Maris, I remember. But, tonight, I cannot pray! Still the lightship, like an ember. Bums across the breaking bay! Still, amidst the jeweled wonder Of the western horizon. Just above the jetties' thunder. Blazes red the Scorpion! Stella Maris, some September. . In the empty years ahead. Intercede! (I shall remember!) Call me from the careless dead! Where the silver sheaves are shaken Of the sea-oats in the breeze. Let me watch the dawning waken TDhrough the tall palmetto trees! Send my soul to seek September On some starry southern sea! Stella Maris, remember When you tell your rosary! Kadra Maysi. 29 GIVE ME YOUR STARS TO HOLD. Give me your stars to hold, Love, as you gain them; Stars from the far away sky. Lonely I must be That you may attain them. Lonely, yet pridef ul am I. Give me your stars to hold. Daily I tell them, Feast on their shimmering Gold in my hand. Joy is in parting Which makes me the keeper Of stars from a far away land. Give me your stars to hold; Stop not to count them. Lest you may fall upon sleep. Gemmed is the circlet. Love, I will fashion Of stars which you give me to keep. Janie Screven Heyward, THE FOLLOWING POEMS RECEIVED PRIZES FROM THE Poetry Society of South Carolina DURING THE SEASON OF 1920-'21. 81 PRIZE POEMS IN THE BARN The sun in wanton pride Drenches the country-side With spilt gold from his old autumnal store. But Scipio sits within the barn's thick gloom, The merest crack of light coming in at the door — Sits and husks the corn long after working hours. Vainly for him the autumn bloom Is on the flowers. The inside of the bam is velvet black Except where a gold thread runs along a crack, And the inquisitive sun thrusts points of light Through chink and cranny, piercing the midnight The dry husks rustle and his shuffling feet Keep time to what he sings, — an elusive tune, Husky and monotonous and sweet. Scarce audible so softly does he croon To keep away the evil eye: "Every body Who is livin' Got to die." Across the evening fields the setting sun Eichly intones toil done. The home-bound negroes idle in the lanes Gossiping as they go; coarse laughter falls On the resonant air; from a far field cat-calls Float over, and a banjo's strains.^ ^ Shucking corn in the darkness, Scipio in reply Sits and siners his mournful, husky stave: "Wid a silver spade You kin dig my grave; Everybody Who is livin' Got to die." Josephine Pinckney* (Caroline Sinkler Prize) Courtesy "Poetnr" 182 CHAT ILE PLANTATION-^-DESERTED Chat He, in the vanishing splendor of space where the rice-fields rolled gold to the sea, Thou art slumbering still in the somnolent shade of the moss-curtained oaks which conceal The treasons of time that have torn the veil from thine altar of chivalry, Chat He. Into the sleep of the sky-bordered fields the shades of thy conquerors steal — Plumes of the pine, with the lace and the sheen of the delicate cypress tree, Wedding the fields to the swamps with the ring of the circling sea for seal. Only the jessamined fingers of spring shall touch thee caressingly; Never into thy heart shall cleave the wedge of the wood- man's steel ; Shrined in the magic of moonlight and moss mayst thou sleep through Eternity, Chat He. Helen Von Kolnitz Hyer, (Society Prise) 33 GRAY DAYS. O piper with your airy pipe, your silver fairy pipe, Wherefore on this gray day is your sweet voice mute? What of all the weary folk on the dusty highway, listening for the sweet notes of your clear high flute? . . - ! Alas for the days when the piper's pipe is silent ! Then purpose fails our tired hands, — the very bees are slower. The roses droop with weariness, the daffodils are with- ered, And only foolish folk believe in fairies any more. Ah, for the sweet songs, for the magic music, That bubbled liquid from your flute in dear days of old! Ah, for the melodies, the happy dancing melodies, That winged the laggard hours of the dull day with gold! Ah, can it be the fairy music rests forever mute? Oh, listen all, for now our piper lifts his silver flute I Sara Liston. (Sky-Lark FtIm) 34 THE FOLLOWING POEMS HAVING BEEN ENTERED IN THE SO- CIETY'S PRIZE CONTESTS. RECEIVED AN HONORABLE MENTION 85 HONORABLE MENTION POEMS THE UNBUILT HOUSES, Bravely they lift white walls to meet the sun Through frail green leaves. Their warm-tiled roofs of clay Shelter the nests of singing birds all day. And underneath the graveled pathways run Most quaintly bordered in with box and yew, Where children's feet go softly through the hours. And small, sweet laughter rings among the flowers. (Oh, little hearths that never can come true!) Such loving fingers laid your stepping-stone, Such wistful hands built up your garden seat And made the grasses grow for children's feet. (Oh, hungry hearts that dream your dreams alone I) Love, tiptoe softly when you pass afar These little, holy homes that never are. Kathryn Worth, Substituted fpr another poem too lone to print in the YEAR BOOK. 86 WHY FORGET? Forget! Why do you say forget, Beloved? When remembrance Makes the present gladness So exultant sweet. Forget! Why forget, Beloved, The waiting years. The eager moments. The unshed tears? When remembrance Makes this triumphant hour, A joy complete. Forget! Why forget. Beloved? When, in forgetting, Our souls May lose, in part, This sharpened joy, Our hearts Take on too great a calm, Our LfOve Become a thing too sane — Let's not forget The parting and the pain, Beloved I Mrs. Elizabeth W. Jones. 87 ONIONS AND ROMANCE. When poets would picture Romance They sing us of sandal-wood, — ^musk, — Of violets crushed in a dance, Jasmine phials adrip in the dusk; Of sweet-scented lilies at dawn. Warm roses of languorous June, Wet wistaria, dew-spangled lawn, White magnolias under the moon; Honeysuckle, whose spicy perfume. Myrtle-blended, drifts under pine trees; And of dreams in a cedar-walled room. Or the brine-laden breath of the seas. The poets all sing of her thus, — Romance with her exquisite mien. — But what would they think about us. Cut off from all glamour and sheen ? For here in the heart of the town. In a restaurant's rattle and glare, — Steak and onions, potatoes done brown, — Did you know that the world was so fair? A tiny round table for two, You in olive-drab, sitting half-turned, Toes touching, eyes telling the new Old story that we have just learned. And so it will always appear Ambrosia, by Hebe rained down, — Romance as we knew it, my dear, — Steak and onions, potatoes hashed brown. Mrs. Louisa C. Stoney- APRIL DAY. This is an April day! between the showers The Sun-God blazes out, as who would say, "Come forth ! come forth, ye flowers — " This is an April day!" This is an April day! The wind sifts through the pines. The cardinal renews last season's lay; His mate nests in those vines Which to his love-lilt sway. This is an April day! Youth's ready tears are falling; (Such is youth's way!) Mirth clears the skies like sunshine, blithely calling, **This is an April day !" MrSi Clelia McGowan, 39 GREETINGS TO CONTEMPORARIES The Poetry Society of South Carolina, through its year book wishes to extend a hearty greeting to the MEASURE. We believe in the kind of poetry that the MEASURE has been printing, and like its policy. The editorials and reviews have for the most part been an education and the whole magazine is a distinct achieve- ment. Those who wish to keep up with modern poetry, its poets and its tendencies, cannot afford to be without the MEASURE. The MEASURE is pubhshed at 449 West 22nd Street, New York City. Poetry, A Magazine of Verse: All of our readers know POETRY, many of them are old subscribers, and to its support of the Poetry Movement in America and the able championing of Miss Harriet Monroe we all owe the fact that we are on the map. Its editor had been a con- sistant friend of this Society and we must not forget the fact. Not to take POETRY is to argue yourself no poet ■ ■ ., : ^:#i#|^r'-!f!|^' Contemporary Verse: Edited by Charles Wharton Stork, has published during the past few years some of the finest of the verse being written by modern American poets. Too much cannot be said in thanks to Mr. Stork for providing a medium where such fine utterances ap- pear. Mr. Stork is our friend, and we welrome him with Southern Hospitality and pledge our support. The Double Dealer: The attention of our members is called to the splendid all-southern magazine now bp^^"- published in New Orleans under the above name. We note that recent issues have had some Very fine poetry — especially Padraic Columns. In your Christmas sub- scriptions do not forget the DOUBLE DEALER. Tempo: Is the newest of the poetry magazines and is published in New England. We wish it and its editor all success. 40 ACTIVITIES OF MEMBERS Mr. Hervey Allen's book, Wampum and Old Gold, has just been published by the Yale University Press. It con- tains his collected and some hitherto unpublished poems. Durin? the past year his work has appeared in The Meas- ure, Conte7nporary Verse, Current Opinion^ Life, The New Republic, etc., Mr. Allen has recently been elected to the editorial board of The Measure- Mr. Hervey Allen's narrative poem, The Bride of Huitzil, An Aztec Legend, is being published in book form by James F. Drake, Inc., of 4 West 40th Street, New York City. The volume is to be illustrated with etchings by the well known artist, Bernard Wall, and will be a special de luxe edition. Mr. DuBose Heyward and Mr. Hervey Allen are col- laborating on a book of verse to be called Carolina ChaM- sons. Legends of the Low Country. The book will be published in New York next fall, and will be of peculiar interest to all Southerners, especially Carolinians. Mr. John Bennett, the author of '^Master Skylark" and several other well known novels and poems, has his prose poem, Madame Mar got, A grotesque Legend of Old Charleston, now in the hands of The Century Com- pany. It will appear this fall. Mrs. Janie Screven Heyward will be represented by three poems in The Poets Pack, an Antholotry which is being published under the auspices of the Chicago Book- fellows, and which is scheduled to leave the presses this fall. Mrs. Heyward has appeared during the year in Munsey's Magazine, Contemvorary Verse, and the South- ern Review. ^^ Daffodils and other Poems," is the title of a volume of poems to be published by Mrs. Heyward this fall. - w^^ ^ Mr. DuBose Hevward's poem, An Invocation, onens the Contemporary Verse Anthology^ recentlv published by the E. P. Dutton Co. Mr. Heyward has also been re- presented during the year by poems in Contemporary Verse and Poetru. a Magazine of Verse. Braith^f^aite's Anthology for 1921 will contain his "Gamesters All"^ Kadra Maysi is the nom de plume under which a well known member of this society has published four poems 41 in the New York Times, and a notable poem in The Con^ federate Veteran, during the past year. "The Taking of Bagdad" by this author is included in the Contemporary Verse Anthology. Mrs. Marie Conway Oemler, author of Slippy Magee, The Purple Heights, etc., and who, between whiles, has given us a few widely read poems, is now engaged in the writing of a new novel the appearance of which is eager- ly awaited by her many readers and admirers. Miss Josephine Pinckney was represented in the July number of Poetry, A Magazine of Verse, by a group of four poems, one of which was the Caroline Sinkler prize poem, published in this book, and which will ap- pear in Braithwaite's Anthology for 1921. Mrs. Beatrice Ravenel, whose poems are familiar to readers of The Atlantic Monthly, Harpers Magazine and the poetry magazines, has been devoting her energies to the writing of special articles and fiction. She has con- tributed noems during the past year to Poetry, A Maga- zine of Verse, Stratford Review, Sewanee Review, and The Measure- Mrs. Ravenel is represented in Contem- porary Verse Anthology by the unusually large number of five poems. Miss Helen Von Kolnitz Hyer is the author of the Memorial Day Ode to the Confederate Dead which, fol- lowing a time honored annual custom, was read at the ex- ercises on Confederate Memorial Day of this year. Miss Kathryn Worth, who has received many liter- ary honours from Converse College, has appeared during the year in The American Poetry Magazine, and the Southern Review, 42 THE ENDOWMENT FUND The record of our first year lies before us, and, with it, an indication of our hopes and aspirations for the future. Despite the predictions of many skeptics, we have demonstrated the fact that in Charleston, poetry, in common with other and more popular arts, has an aesthe- tic enjoyment to offer commensurate with the cost of its presentation to an audience. We believe that our membership support the socie- ty for the very good and sufficient reason that they are receiving the value of their dues in the program that we are giving in return. That such is the case, accounts for the wide publicity which the society is receiving in all parts of the country. A poetry society of real import- ance has succeeded, in competition with the moving pic- ture theater, and other forms of anesthetic enjojnnent so popular in America, and the fact that the experiment has been successful in Charleston, has proved this city to be possessed of an inherent culture, the discovery of which in the present age, is at once a quite amazing, and a most heartening indication, for, when the last word is said, it is by the pleasure which a people seek, and are willing to pay for, that their status in (Culture and good taste is established. From the first, we have been sure that if we were forced to descend to the level of the many mendicant so- cieties, and ask an existence for the promotion of poetic interest upon a purely altruistic plane, we would at once seek swift and final burial, for our failure would have been fundamental, in that either we had failed to inter- est our audience, or more hopeless still, that our hearers had lacked the capacity to respond. We shall continue to develop our program for our members, but it will consume the entire annual income, the only source of which is membership dues. It would obviously be unfair to curtail our local activities that we may have funds for wider development. But our ex- perience during this, our first year, has convinced us that we hold within our grasp an opportunity to widen our sphere of influence, to ignore which, would be an inex- cusable sin of omission, not only to others, but to our- selves as well. Our Year Book will introduce to editors and review- ers, in this country and in England, a number of our own writers ; it will establish our claim to a place, even though it be a small one, in the art and literary life of America. But this will be our only utterance for an entire calendar 43 year — and the world forgets ! We have much valuable material in hand or in prospect. Material which, if issued in pamphlet form from time to time throughout the year, would be of genuine value and interest to our members and to libraries and art centers here and abroad. There are those in the society who ai^e prepared to undertake the work of assembling and editing this material, but the society has no funds for further publi- cation or development. Believing that there are many, both among mem- bers and the public, who feel that the society has justi- fied its existence, and that it should have its place as a permanent factor in the art life of the South, an endow- ment fund has been established. No individual will be solicited to subscribe to this fund, but it is open for any amount in excess of three dollars, either as a single do- nation or annually, from anyone who is in sympathy with the aims of the Society. All contributors to this fund, whether members or not, will receive all official publications of the society, and a list of the names of all such contributors shall be pub- Ushed annually by the Society. Contributions to the endowment fund may be ad- dressed to the Treasurer or Secretary of the society. 44 List of Members of the Poetry Society of South Carolina, 1920-21, 45 Officers and Members Poetry Society of South Carolina Charleston, S, C, 1920-1921. President: FRANK R. FROST, 3 Water Street Vice-Pres: JOHN BENNETT, 37 Legare Street Secretary; DuBOSE HEYWARD, 76 Church Street Treasurer: JOSEPHINE PINCKNEY, 23 King Street EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE: LAUNCELOT M. HARRIS, 14 Limehouse St. LAURA M. BRAGG, 7 Gibbs St. HERVEY ALLEN, 32 Legare St. LILI HUGER SMITH, 69 Church St. BEATRICE RAVENEL, 126 Tradd Street HERBERT R. SASS, 23 Legare Street All addresses Charleston, S. C, unless otherwise indicated. Miss Caroline Alston, 32 Legare St. Mrs. Cesare A. Andreini, 59 Meeting St. Miss Louise Baker, 8 Franklin St. Miss Julia Ball, 129 Bull St. Mr. Joseph Barnwell, South Battery Mr. N. B. Barnwell, 28 Lamboll St. Mrs. N. B Barnwell, 28 Lamboll St Mrs. Elfrida De Renne Barrow, 17 W. McDonough St., Savannah, Ga. Mr. H. L. Beck. 21 Church St. Mrs. H. L. Beck, 21 Church St. Rev. S. C Beckwith, 92 Church St. Mrs. S. C. Beckwith, 92 Church St. Mr. H. W. Benjamin, Porter Military Academy. Mrs. H. W. Benjamin, Porter Military Academy Mrs. John Bennett, 37 Legare St. Miss Minnie C. Bruns, 61 Ashley Ave. Miss Anna Belle Bruns, 61 Asihley Ave. Mrs. Elliott H. Burton, 18 Meeting St. Mr£>. W. F. Carrington, 44 Meeting St. Mrs. Ellen M. Carroll, 245 Calhoun St. Miss Mary Frances Cathcart, 1 Water St. Mr. Theo P. Cheshire. 14 Lamboll St. Mrs. Neils Christensen, Beaufort, S. C. Miss Caroline Conner, 37 Meeting St. Miss Julia C. Conner, 87 Meeting St. Mr. Paul R. David, 101 Bull St. Mr. Thomas Delia Torre, 6 Tradd St. Miss Frances Dill, 19 Legare St. Miss Pauline R. Dill. 19 Legare St. Miss Nathalie N. Dotterer, 102 Broad St. Mrs. Thos. Dotterer, 92 Congress St. Mrs. W. H. Dunkin, 59 Meeting St. Miss E H. Dunkin, 220 Calhoun St. Miss Lucille Finley, 103 Tradd St. MisEi Susie Fishburne, 93 Rutledge Ave. Miss Ellen M. FitzSimons. 20 Church St. Mr. E. Allen Fripp, Jr. 184 Went- worth St. Mr. Ed. P. Frost, 39 East Battery Mrs. Ed. P. Frost, 39 East Battery Mrs. Frank R Frost. 3 Water St Mrs. John S. Garrason, 101 Tradd St. Mr. Wm. Gaud. Church St. Mr. A. L. Geisenheimer, Charleston High School Mrs. Geo. E. Gibbon, 97 Rutledge Ave. Miss Maude Gibbon, 97 Rutledge Ave. Rev. Geo. J. Gongaware, 31 Pitt St. Mrs,'. Wm. H. Grimball, 5 Colonial St. Mrs Ashley Halsey, 51 George St. Mr. Henry E. Harman, Atlanta, Ga. Mrs. Launcelot M. Harris, 20 Lime- houye St. Mr. W. G. Hai-vey, 18 Rutledge Ave. Mrs. W. G. Harvey, 18 Rutledge Ave. Mrs/. T. S. Hemingway, Kingstree, S. C. Mrs. J. S. Heyward, 76 Church St. Mr. Jas. B. Heyward, 17 Broad St. Miss Isabelle B. Heyward, 7 Gibbs St. Miss Marie Heyward, Wappahoolah Plantation, Oakley, S. C. Miss Charlotte Holmes, 27 King St. Mr. Geo. S. Holmes, x6 Legare St. Mrs. Geo. S. Holmes?, 16 Legare St Mrs. C. Gf. Howe, 5 Limehouse St. Miss Addie C Howell, 37 Haaell St. Miss Caroline R. Huger, 56 Church St. Miss Elizabeth Huger, 56 Church St. Mr. Alfred Huger, Boulevard Mrs. Alfred Huger, Boulevard Mrs. C. B. Huiet, 41 East Battery Misa Eila I. Hyams, 31 Coming St. Mr. Edw. Hyer, Charleston Museum Mrs. Helen von Kolnitz Hyer, Char- leston Museum. Miss Caroline L. Jackson. 109 Broad St. Miss Jennie B. Jackson, 109 Broad St. Dr. H. P. Jackson, 109 Broad St. Misst Ann L. Jervey, 6 Legare St. 47 Miss Ellen H. Jervey, 71 Rtitledge Ave. Miss Frances Jervey, 71 Rutleclge Ave. Miss Sarah H. Jervey, 6 Legare St. Mr. Theo. D. Jervey, 23 Broad St. Mrs. M. Johnson, 60 Congress St. Mrs. Elizabeth W. Jones, 7 St. Mich- ael's Place. Dr. R. V. Kennedy, 222 King St. Mrs. Chas. W. Kollock, 24 South Bat- tery Mr. A. Cramer Koster, 144 Rutledge Ave. Mrs. Sanmel Lapham, 34 Legare St. Mrs. St. J. A. Lawton, 41 South Bat- tery. Miss Marie M. Lebby, 38 Church St. Mrs. Therese Lindsay. Houston, Texas Mrs Lee Loeb, 53 Gibbs St. Miss Snsan McGee, 284 Calhoun St. Mis» Harriette W. McGee, 284 Cal- houn St. Mrs. C. P. McGowan, 5 St. Michaers Place. Mrs. Alex Mnrtin, 617 Madison St., Lynchburg, Va. Mrs. J. E. Martin, 193 Rutledge Ave. Mr. Chas. F. Matthew, 60 Tradd St. Mrs. Chas. F. Matthew, PO Tradd St. Miss A S. Mazyck. 116 Church St. Miss P. K. Mazyck, 116 Chnrch St. Miss> M. K. Mazyck, 116 Church St. Miss S. K. Mazyck, 116 Church St. Mr. W. G. Mazyck. 56 Montague St. Miss Elizabeth Miles, 8 Savage St Mrs. J. Allen Miles, 69 Hasell St. Mrs. J. J. Mi^es. 140 Wentworth St. Miss A. S. Miles, 6 Thomas' St. Mr Gordon Miller, 138 Wentworth St. Miss Clelia Missroon. 3 Lamboll St. Mr. Thomas F. Mosiman, 11 Pitt St. Mr. Harold A. Mouzon, 13 Thomas St. Mrs. John H. Murdoch, 69 Meeting St. Miss Elizabeth Myers, 22 Kinsr St. Mies Marie Conway Oemler, 850 An- derson St., Savannah, Ga. Mrs. F. Q. O'Neill, 1 East Battery Mr. James B. O'Neill, 2 South Bat- tery Miss Mary J. O'Neill, 2 South Battery Miss Elizabeth Parker. 143 Tradd St. Mr. William Henry Parker, 143 Tradd St. Mrs. William N. Patterson, 7 Legare St. Dr. Robt. P. Pell, Converse College, Spartanburg, S. C. Mrs. Felix Prendergast, 2 South Bat- tery Mrs. W. Hampton Perry, 11 Lamboll St. Mrs. Thomas Pincknuey, 21 King St. Miss Louisa B. Poppenheim, 31 Meet- ing St. Miss Mary B. Poppenheim, 81 Meeting St. Miss Louise Porcher, 4 Lightwood Al- ley Miss Virginia Porcher, 4 Lightwood Alley Mr. Wilmot D. Porcher, 13 East Bat- tery Mrs. Wilmot D. Porcher, 13 East Bat- tery Miss Caroline Preston, 3 Water St. Mrs. Thos. A. Price, 16 Water Miss Virginia Price, 22 New St. Mr. Harrison Randolph, Rutledge Ave. Mrs. Harrison Randolph, Rutledge Ave. Mrs. John Ravenel« 12 Tradd St. Mr. J. R. Pringle Ravenel, 13 East Battery Mrs. J. R. Priilgle Ravenel, IS East Battery Mr. Mayo Read, 9 Church St. Mrs. Mayo Read, 9 Church St. Misia Julia Rees. 8 St. Michael's Place Mrs. Edw. Register. 98 Church St. Mrs. Blanche M. T?eynol-1s, 508 East Boulevard, Charlotte, N. C. Mr. R. G. Rhett, 110 Broad St Mrs. R. G Rhett, 110 Broad St. Miss Emma Richardson, 201 Broad St. Mr. Sidney S. Rittenberg, Boulevard Mrs. Sidney S. Ritenberg, Boulevard Mrs. D. C. Robertson, 5 Enston Home MrsJ. F. M. Robertson, 55 Legare St. Mr. W. D. Rogers, 19 Legare St. Mrs. W. D. Rogers, 19 Legare St Miss Mabel Runnette, Beuofrt, S C. Mrs. B. H. Rutledge, 62 South Batteiy Miss E. B. Rutledge, 52 South Battery Mrs. Herbert R. Sass, 23 Legare St. Mr. W. H. Schaefer, 17 E?>st Batery Mrs. W. H. 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