"My only books were woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me."
"When once the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon."
"Tis never too late for delight, my dear."
During the few weeks of Lent, whether or not we regard the season as having any restraining claim upon our consciences, it would be good for all of us to take the opportunity to show hospitality, instead of entertaining. The things are not synonymous. Hospitality opens doors of welcome, "hoping for nothing again." There is nothing commercial about it. Let us seek out the lonely, the burdened, those who have few pleasures, whom we may know, and give them a "thoroughly good time."
If our merry-makings have a character peculiar to the season, we shall assuredly lose nothing of enjoyment.
"Lenten festivities" have an incongruous sound, but we believe in these days that it is "religious" to be happy and to try to make others so, if we but use inno≠cent means. One way leading to success is to link our pleasures with ultimate good to others.
Sewing societies have great vogue in Lent, but their novelty has certainly passed by. Why not try a " Kaffeeklatsch," at which the company of friends make "layettes" for the little babies of the very poor?
A "Kaffeeklatsch," or, being interpreted, "Coffee and Chatter," is a variation of the afternoon tea. Being of German origin, with the coffee should be served the various kinds of cake and bread peculiar to that people ózwieback, pretzels, sandwiches made from brown