cation. She won my attention by the sweet womanliness that shone from her face and was revealed in her voice. I do not mean that sweetness in face and voice carrying with it the thought of mere amiability. Mrs. Stevenson was far from being that type of woman. Here was the Christ-like sweetness of life and de- meanor that permeated the deep strength of the inner life. Here was a nature trained by years of experience to pick up those great duties that lay in her path. When she was urged to accept the duty of guiding the Daughters of the American Revolution, did she shrink from the task? Mrs. Stevenson took the work as LJETITIA GREEN STEVENSON 33 from the hands of the Lord. And through all the years in which she guided us, she never faltered, but worked on in that co- operation with the Master. The next thing that I noticed in studying Mrs. Stevenson was her great ability. How gentle she was, but oh, how strong and executive ! Oh, do not let us forget the trials and struggles of those pioneers the early workers in our great organization! It is not given to us to fully realize them; only those who were part and parcel of those early days can do so. But we can tell the story for those who followed the pioneers, till every young Daughter knows it by heart. What Mrs. Stevenson did to hold us together and guide us, was most admirable work, and we are reaping the benefits today. We can never be grateful enough for her administration those two earlier terms, and again, those two additional ones when she was recalled by the insistent desire of the National Society to be