I have been talking with Margretta. She has a lover-she too. She has a lover and his name is Stoddard. He has told her she is the only love of all his life. And she sits by the window and smiles. Why cannot I?

"How strange!" said Margretta, still the same.

"He lives in Kent, and has blue eyes and chestnut locks. Do you not see, Margretta? Your lover is my lover; the two are one."

"There is some mistake," said Margretta, and as she looked up into the tree-tops I am sure she smiled.

As for me I eat out my heart with thoughts sad and evil by turns. Let her go! I have warned her; what more could I do?

Stoddard was here yesterday. She was away. He will marry me as soon as I can make ready. If I could forget Margretta I should be very happy.

"I am married, Margretta; married to Stoddard." She knows, now, the two were one, yet she does not blanch. As she turns away, her head is lifted higher. Has she no heart?

"There is some mistake," is all her answer. Wait till she meets him face to face!

They have met. It was he that paled. He held out his hand for forgiveness, saying, "There has been a mistake."

If Margretta would cease smiling for a little space I could get heart to tell her, but she gives me no chance.

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Margretta, how can you smile all the day? To-morrow your lover may love some other woman. How can you forever smile?"

"Yes," was her only word, and she passed, slowly, yet smiling as she went.

And I-I die a hundred deaths remembering Stoddard's vows; and I

"He will never love any but me," would give all I have, my lover with says smiling Margretta. the rest, to be able to smile once like

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Margretta, I have a lover, and his Margretta. name is Stoddard."

Mabel Gifford.

MRS. ALICE IVES BREED.

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EATED directly behind the nominee for the vice-presidency of the General Federation of Women's Clubs when the results of the election were made known to the delegates at the Louisville biennial, it became my privilege to tender the first congratulations to that officer-elect. An almost unprecedented number of club members and many outside friends have since expressed their approval, the last to be heard from being Mrs. Mabel Loomis Todd, whose recent letter bears the postmark of Keyoto, Japan. That Mrs. Alice Ives Breed has

many warm friends located in various the guidance of a kindly heart.

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sections of our country does not completely explain the general indorsement placed upon this choice of the convention. The greatest good to the greatest number requires that the needs and requirements of the organization be first considered, and that the honor conferred upon a given individual be made of secondary importance. The election, therefore, was not so much a tribute to a society leader as it was a recognition of official qualifications. Mrs. Breed has rare executive ability combined with that rarer tact which is a keen discrimination operating under This

it was that won for her the highest office in which a vacancy existed.

Alice Ives was born in Pavilion, Illi- Mr. and Mrs. Breed are equally innois, January 15, 1853. She is de- terested in music, art, and literature. scended from a Revolutionary soldier They have traveled extensively, both of Connecticut who, when word came at home and abroad, are noted for to him that there was fighting at Lex- their charming hospitality, and are ington, shouldered his gun and followed generous supporters of philanthropic Putnam to Massachusetts. Family tradition also claims for her a collateral descent from Ethan Allen, the hero of Ticonderoga.

work.

In the atmosphere of their lovely home and family, the old notion that woman must neglect her home to engage in outside work meets with a wholesome rebuke.

When shall we learn that a strong and noble personality must tell for good wherever placed? It is to the good homemaker we turn when in quest of a good neighbor; and it is to the good neighbor we look for the most helpful and enjoyable club work.

Mrs. Breed excels as an organizer. She was the first president of the Woman's Auxiliary to the Young Men's Christian Association of Lynn, an early vice-president of the Lynn Women's Club, and the first officer to preside over the North Shore Club. She was also a member of the Women's Committee of the World's Congress Auxiliary in 1893, for the last two years chairman of the Massachusetts State Committee of Correspondence, and a member of it from the time of its formation until called to her present office.

In her official relations, she is quick to discern and prompt to execute,

Coming a generation nearer the subject of this sketch, we find Franklin Benedict Ives, one of the first pupils to be graduated from the Rush Medical College of Chicago, and Frances M. Luce, who became his wife. Dr. Ives is now practicing as a specialist in Chicago, in which city his son and two of his three daughters reside. Mrs. Ives was one of those self-sacrificing always approachable, and ever ready mothers who, quite unintentionally, to appreciate that which makes for would have endangered the tendency progress. to generosity in her children, were it not that a beautiful character must ever exert a stronger influence for good than any prescribed course of training can furnish. She died eleven years ago; but that influence still surrounds her gifted daughter, and will not cease to be a motive power in the ordering of her plans.

Mrs. Breed is, furthermore, conversant with the entire history of the club movement and in sympathetic touch with her associate workers. Judging by her work in the past, we may confidently look for strong results to attend her endeavors in behalf of the General Federation, which, in calling her to the vice-presidency, became itself a proper recipient of special congratulation.

It was in 1871 that Miss Alice Ives went to Lynn, where two years later she was married to Francis W. Breed,

Clara Bassett Adams.

Sixty years ago her paternal grandparents moved with their large family from Chautauqua county, New York, to a little settlement in Illinois known as Franklin Grove. At about the same time her maternal grandmother, twice widowed, journeyed with her twelve children from Lewis county, New York, for the same destination.

a prominent shoe manufacturer, and a well-known man of affairs.

These families shared many sentiments in common, being strict Baptists, stanch abolitionists, and strong prohibitionists, and there was much intermarrying between them. The granddaughter is progressive but not aggressive, gracious yet not timid, frank but

not severe.

THE HOMES OF CLUBS.

MONTEAGLE, TENNESSEE.

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ESS than thirty
years ago the
editor of the
Journal of Com-
merce climbed On this plateau it is impossible to
the steep road realize that one stands on a mountain
known as the 2,200 feet above sea level; but when
Nickajack one approaches "the bluffs" at any
Trail" to point what seems to be the sea itself
the top of appears through the trees. But the
the first scented air betrays the fertile valley
bench of and presently one stands on some
the Cum- mighty rock overlooking a vast tap-
berland estry of red and green and gold, em-
broidered with silver of shining water-
courses and bordered by the receding
blues of level, low-lying mountains.
The loveliness of the scene fills the
mind with an absorbing sense of beauty
and of hope.

moun

tains.
His pur-

pose was to see and define the boun-
daries of a recent purchase of wild
land, 'Five thousand acres more or
less."

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tiful and rich, and the climate, although sending the mercury to zero or lifting it to 85° in the shade, is for most of the year balmy and fine.

Three years before this time Bishop Charles Todd Quintard, of the Diocese of Tennessee, had planted a wooden cross six miles west of this tract, to be testimony of reclamation by the Episcopal Church of a ten-thousand-acre tract which had been set apart before the civil war as the domain of a great Southern university.

The Tennessee Coal and Railroad Company had extended their line of railroad through this tract six miles. farther east. Valuable timber, building stone, good soil, coal, and iron made this spot an ideal home for the enterprising settler.

This first bench of the Cumberlands is a great table of arable land on foundations of iron, rock, and coal. The plateau varies in width from one to ten miles. The surface is undulating and covered with forest trees in great variety, from the tulip tree to the pine. The entire flora is indescribably beau

Most of the water on the mountain is freestone, though there are many mineral springs, while that in the valley is limestone. The mountain springs form streams that leap from the cliffs in long veils or beat their way over jutting rocks in foaming cataracts,-see 'The Bridal Veil, page 34,-until, joining the larger creeks, they water the fertile "coves as they make their way to the Tennessee and Cumberland rivers.

In 1869 Mr. John Moffat, the aforenamed editor, began the active work of establishing an ideal colony. His descriptions were inspiring, his enthusiasm contagious. He saw two great possibilities for the place: a health resort and a great educational center. His hope was that a judicious management of natural resources would give capital to endow an institution which would make a liberal education possible to the "poor whites" of the South.

on it received the mail bag from the and enlarged this hotel, which had moving train of coal cars.

One morning a board was found nailed to a tree near by with "Moffat's Station" scrawled on it. No one knew who the sponsor was, but the name clung to the place and a little later "Moffat" appeared in the Postal Guide.

been named for a Scottish nobleman, Lord Monteagle. They thought that the village would better be called the same as the hotel, and the change was made, though, by mistake, the name became two words, Mont Eagle.

A large number of visitors came up that year and it has ever since conIn 1882,

In the mean time two Southern ladies tinued to be a favored resort.