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of the picnic to Aug. 3rd our regular meeting day, and to drop the idea of any Child Welfare meetings in August. Thus harmony was restored, and Mrs. Swearingen put herself down for potato salad for the picnic, tho she said she couldn't be there for dinner, as Mamma wasn't very well and Bob wasn't at all well and he wanted his dinner at 12 o'clock and he wanted it hot. She left as soon as refreshments were served and everybody was glad to see her go, tho her resignation wasn't acted upon. I noticed that on the way home, no one in our group defended her actions tho some supported in meeting her conservative ideas. I forgot to say that Mrs. S. can't knit, sew, or crochet to save her life. I've often heard her say that she would give anything if she could use her fingers. And her mother, who used to have a beautiful soprano voice, was so highly educated in music that she can't make a cup of tea or a piece of toast. Mrs. S. herself says that, "It's pitiful to be so helpless." The town