human life is helped, is inspired and strengthened on the way. There are flowers on its banks. Its course is marked by green fields and thrifty groves and useful forests.

Sixteen years ago Delta Gamma opened an irrigation canal into the desert of Lower California, and today that once barren region is a garden of roses and lillies and geraniums, and the native pepper tree has been transformed into orange groves and vineyards.

Over on the Atlantic coast, back in 1885, we started with a tiny charter brook of four members. Today from the shades of Cornell flows a stately alumnae stream which in strength and beauty rivals the Hudson.

To give life and beauty to the Great West we have tapped the mountain brooks of the Rockies and erected one of the finest irrigation reservoirs in the history of Greek letter life at the University of Colorado. For the culture and invigoration of a new and regenerated South, during nearly a generation, near the banks of the Tallahatchie, in the groves of classic Oxford, old chapter Psi is ever the fount of Delta Gammaism.

The Mississippi valley, of course, is the great watershed of Delta Gamma. On the banks of the Ohio and Missouri, of the Illinois and the Iowa, of the Rock and the Wabash, and among the fields and hills and cities of these and the other great Mississippi tributaries, Delta Gamma stands pre-eminent in Greek letter sorority life, and is a daily contributor to the May flowers and June verdure of Mississippi valley civilization.

Our active chapter brooklets have a right to demand of the alumnae rivers an account of the annual contributions which the brooklets furnish and which the rivers carry to the sea-the great sea of national life. What do the rivers do? What do the rivers make? What have the rivers of alumnae sistership to show?

The poet Longfellow, who pictures the maiden as

"Standing with reluctant feet,

Where the brook and river meet."

continues with the following alluring appeal:

"Then why pause with indecision,
When bright angels in thy vision
Beckon thee to fields Elysian?”

This is the poet's roseate picture. Practically, while every alumnae river is supposed to have a bank, not all have bank accounts. As to what Delta Gamma rivers make, this much may truthfully be said, that, unlike the Mississippi, they do not make a gulf; although, like the Mississippi, they do form deltas. In conclusion, let me say on this subject of rivers and their products, there is the Delta of the Mississippi, the Delta of the Nile, and Delta Gamma, these three; but the greatest of these is Delta Gamma.

TOASTMISTRESS:-To be fifty years young is something more cheerful and hopeful than to be thirty years old.

"Were I gray as the grayest old rat in the wall,

My locks would turn brown at the sight of you all,
If my heart were as dry as the shell on the sand,
It would fill like the goblet I hold in my hand.
A hope for our future,

A sigh for our past,

We love, we remember, we hope to the last,

And for all the base lies that the almanacs hold,

While we've youth in our hearts, we can never grow old."

Here's to the "Days of Old."

Response by Pearl Marty of Eta.

"O years gone down into the past, what pleasant memories come to me." Madame Toastmistress and Delta Gamma sisters:

I'm sure I don't know why I've been given this subject, “In Days of Old," unless it's because I'm a Senior from the oldest chapter. But that is no reason why I should give you a history of the early days of our fraternity, besides it would be so much like reviewing for an examination that you would not enjoy it.

The committee has suggested that I "repair to old archives, and pursue many moulded and moth-eaten manuscripts, and so bring light as it were, out of darkness, to inform the present world what the former did." This reminds me of a note sent to excuse a schoolboy's absence:-It read-"Dear Teacher please excuse Johnny for not coming to school to-day. He is dead."

I might give the same excuse for not perusing Eta's old manuscripts. They all perished in the fire, along with the archives. But I have been looking over the charred and half-burned pages of same of the early Anchoras, and perhaps it would interest you to hear how they compare with our present publication.

They are very different, from one glaring blue cover the other. The picture on the front cover, a girl poised on the prow of a ship, leaning toward a large anchor in the horizon, is itself suggestive of the launching of this venture. The greatest difference, however, is found in the chapter letters. It would seem funny, now, to devote the greater part of a chapter letter to a description of the progress of each member in learning to skate as did the old Theta chapter, where members were learning to skate on Wade Park in Cleveland. The letter even informs us that one girl skated on twenty-five dollar skates.

Still, one has a great reverence for these old Anchoras. Just as now we judge a fraternity from its publication, so we may judge our fraternity ancestors by the spirit we see here. And they were filled with enthusiasm, loyalty, and the spirit which has brought us here. They thought much of our fraternity and knew what a wonderful thing it is to have a friend. The efforts of those early Delta Gammas formed the basis of our present strong foundation and we should not forget them here, tonight.

For if we continue to keep before us their high ideal and noble purpose, we may feel confident that Delta Gammaism will always be the same inspiration to college girls as it was-in days of old.

TOASTMISTRESS:-It was my first intention, in proposing this, the toast of the evening, to trust to the spur of the moment. But sometimes the moment forgets its spur. Then I endeavored to collect my thoughts, and I found it as difficult as to make a collection for any other charitable occasion. I have come to the conclusion that there is no new guise in which to introduce this well known article, Man. Had I known in what manner or under what specific head or class he was to be treated in the address which is to follow, all would have been different. Generic man presents no obstacles to fluent and easy discourseWhy is this? Woman is included. Homeric man is different -he is a creature by himself, one of, not with us. Why was not some poet inspired to balance Woman, lovely Woman, with Man, homely Man. All would have been plain sailing-as it is, unless I originate some quotation, I am forced to bring this toast. of the evening before you unheralded by pomp of power or blare of trumpet-I apologize to "Man."

Response by Louisa Raeder of Sigma.

"Here's health to them that's awa'."

Madame Toastmistress;-Delta Gammas:

When I first learned that I was to have the honor of responding to a toast at the Convention Banquet my heart was filled with an unutterable dread. I feared that to my lot would fall some subject, deep and abstruse, such as "The influence of fraternity life on the mental, moral and spiritual nature of a girl.”

You can then imagine what my pleasure must have been on finding that I have received the extremely simple subject "Man." Aside from its simplicity, this subject appeals to me in another way. For many thousands of years this world has labored under certain great delusions and to-night I find myself in a position to dispel some of these. It is a chance long waited for and hoped for by me, I assure you. And, then of course my joy is greater when I realize that I am bringing this new light first to the girls of Delta Gamma, the high and mighty of this universe.

Now you all know how, throughout all the centuries, woman has been endowed by the versatile and oft times deceitful pen of man with certain general characteristics. It is my pleasant task to prove to you that some of these characteristics belong to man as well as to woman.

For instance, men say that women beat about the bush, that they never go at a point directly. Why, the idea! Was it not Eve who got the apple first hand from the serpent, and Adam who took it from her?

Next, men say that women are not practical, that they have not clear business heads. To prove that sometimes they have better ones than men, let me cite an example. When Romeo was mooning around and cursing fate, was it not Juliet, who, with an eye to business, proposed that they go to Friar Lawrence and get married?

Men have said that women can not keep a secret. This is a malicious falsification-the fact that they don't, being no sign that they are not able to. Men keep secrets as little as women do and make a lot more trouble by not doing so, than women ever dreamed of. For instance, if Pythagorus, on discovering that the sum of the squares of the two sides of a right angled

triangle equalled the square of the hypothenuse, had kept this discovery to himself, instead of wildly shouting "Eureka, I have it," how much trouble he would have saved future generations of struggling mathematicians.

We have the fact drummed into our ears continually that on critical occasions women lose their presence of mind. Nonsense. I can prove the contrary in one instance at least. When in the War of 1812 Washington was in great danger of attack from the British and all the inhabitants were fleeing, they say that President Madison, being somewhat rattled, saved the papers of state while his wiser wife took to her heels with the family spoons.

Well I really could go on all night citing example such as these but I'll refrain. One word however I would like to add in proof of woman's general superiority to man and I can not express it better than by quoting these lines from Burns:

"Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears

Her noblest work she classes, O;

Her 'prentice han' she tried on man,

An' then she made the lasses, O."

But I have "knocked" enough and am now ready to admit that there are some nice things about men. A manless world would surely be a dreary place. So in spite of all their faults we'll endure them still and

"Let 'em be clumsy or let 'em be slim,
Young or ancient, I care not a feather,
So fill a pint bumper right up to the brim
And let us e'en toast 'em together."

TOASTMISTRESS:-Being in the embarassing position of an alumna myself, I feel that a few brilliant flashes of silence on my part would be more fitting than honeyed words, lest you say of me, as the young man said of the conceited Miss, "I like to throw boquets at her, she is such a good catcher."

Response by Irene Hamilton of Kappa.

"Our Alumnae."

"There is a past that is gone forever and there is a future still our own." Madame Toastmistress, Sisters in Delta Gamma:—

When I saw those words "Our Alumnae" staring up at me from the letter announcing the subject of my toast I trembled with fear. How could I, an undergraduate, ever hope fittingly