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Both the Executive Conference and a Rotary Outing
were held in August, the latter at the Lafayette
Country Club. A trip to the Zoo at Columbian Park
for the children; luncheon, cafeteria style; tennis
and bridge for the ladies; swimming, horseshoes and
golf for the men; with flying for all; and a
chicken dinner at six.
In
November the Indiana Rotary Riley Convalescent Home
of the James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children
was dedicated.
One
day Paul Harris and Governor Beeson visited the
Club, both speaking; and the following week almost
the entire Club membership went down to
Indianapolis for the District
Conference.
The
Club was now meeting at Lincoln Lodge on the North
River Road during the summer and at the Lahr Hotel
for the winter months.
At
a Joint meeting with the Kiwanis Club in March Past
International President Sapp was the speaker, and
the following week President Edward Elliott
addressed the Club.
Howard
Enders, on his return from the Seattle
International Convention, had much to say. He
recalled the Presidential address in which Sydney
Pascall told of his extensive travels, giving us
the following words: "The first time I came to the
United States to attend our Directors meeting and
to address many of the inter-city meetings, I was
met at my New York hotel by a squad of police.
There was a motorcyclist with a loud bell, many
motorcyclist with shrill sirens. My chauffeur had a
policeman by his side. They took us through the
streets at a breakneck speed; we passed through red
lights over white lines; we held up traffic; we
shot through here and around this corner on two
wheels; we cut in and we broke every known traffic
rule and regulation; we dashed through the Hudson
tunnel at twice the speed rigid regulations called
for. One of my American companions said, 'We are so
glad we came; we never could have had this thrill
otherwise."
Then
President Pascall went on to relate many most
interesting stories of his trips in Africa, in
India, in New Zealand and in many other countries.
Ghandi's niece entertained them in India with dried
fruits and goat's milk. "We approached Bombay at
early morning's dawn. We have been into seven of
the most beautiful harbors of the world." He
described the Bombay Rotary Club: Four Mohammedans;
seven Hindus; five Jews; five Swiss; two Swedes;
one Japanese; two Americans and sixty-nine British.
The thing that impressed him was the difference of
the life from that of America, and of Europe and
even of Africa, yet the adaptability of
Rotary.
Howard
told of the House of Friendship with its thousands
of fir trees, and their sweet odor. Of the cedar
logs and cedar shingles giving the vast arena floor
a log cabin effect. He spoke of the hundreds of
"courtesy" cars ever ready to take you wherever you
wished to go.
He
told of the illumination, a group of big fir trees
sprayed with metallic paint so that they glittered
like silver, and of the colored floodlights playing
on them to make of them enormous Christmas trees of
glittering tinsel. He told of the rhododendrona,
thousands of them and of the other beautiful
mountain flowers. It was the height of the rose
season, and roses were everywhere. Bouquets of
fresh flowers every day for all of the visiting
ladies.
Howard
spoke of the address of Mrs. James W. Davidson, the
Mrs. Davidson whose husband had done so much to
spread Rotary throughout the East. We are going to
quote from this address, "Trailing Along Through
Asia," and it is of the women of that great
continent she speaks:
"The
Turkish women voluntarily threw back their
concealing veils and for the first time in history,
with faces bare, stepped out into the public
streets. With velvety black eyes beneath gauzy
turbans, they were irresistible. Nudity does not
mean indecency. The Balinese woman, pure and
chaste, bare from the waist up, carries herself
like a queen. Distinguished in appearance, often
handsome, the women of Athens are nearly all
intellectual and well informed, seldom speaking
less than four languages. The Parsee ladies, often
very handsome, and exceptionally intelligent flit
about the streets like lovely butterflies in their
becoming saris. We visited a Sinhalese gentleman.
His wife, a plump, motherly little soul, greeted us
dressed in her native costume, tight silk sarong
and spotless white muslin basque. She talked of her
two sons who were attending Oxford. The cute, bob
haired, often pretty Chinese women of Hong Kong and
Shanghai, in their attractive costumes of silk or
brocade are now seen on the streets with their
husbands. The gentle, dignified, sweet little
ladies of Japan still cling to their kimonas for
they are delightfully picturesque in them. Now the
lesson in all this mingling with Turks, Egyptians,
Arabs, Persians, Indian Moslems, Hindus, Burmese,
Japanese, Malays, Siamese, Chinese, Japanese and
Europeans resident in the East is that, with each
nationality, one finds some virtues that we and the
others lack. No nation and no race has a monopoly
of all that is good or desirable. None a monopoly
of all the defects. If an Asiatic irritates us, we
irritate him to the same degree, only he is
generally too courteous to show it. We of the West
in our inter-racial contacts, are often lacking in
the good manners that many Asiatics
possess."
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