B.W.T.A. NEWS.

White Ribbon, Volume 37, Issue 434, 18 September 1931, Page 3

B.W.T.A. NEWS.

One of Die members of Wellington Central bas been in tlie Homeland, and sends us news of the Council which she attended. South Africa and New Zealand met in the Homeland City, and the white bow was their introduction. OUR WANDERER. I went up from Cardiff to Loud *n especially to attend tin* Conference, ;»th to 9th, and 1 was intensely interested in the whole proceedings. I sent a note to the platform giving “Greetings to the Council fiom the Wellington Central, New Zealand, branch," and best wishes for the success of their work in Council, and signed my name.

The next day the fraternal delegates were called on to come on to the platform and give their greetings personally, each being allowed two or three minutes.

When my was called 1 stood up, and was told to come on to the platform, the same as the others did. I said I was only a visitor, not a delegate. “Please come up,” boomed out the voice of the President, and I obeyed, trembling like a leaf. However, I faced that vast audience of 850 delegates, and gave them our Wellington greetings, and told them it would inl>on. ’ That brought applause, and i terest them to know that our President was the editress of the “White Ribrushed off the platform shaking with nervousness.

1 was walking along Euston Road on the opening day, and not being sure of the way, 1 looked round before crossing a road, and noticed an elderly ’ady with a white bow on her coat, looking at me and my white bow. So we smiled and spoke, and introduced each other. The lady was Mrs Polmear, of South Africa. She said, “Shall we sti'*k to each other, because I’m strange here?" and I said, “We shall,” and we did tr roughout the whole «Council, also went out to our lunche and teas torether. One day, Mrs Tv.eedy, the Treasurer of the Council, invited Mrs Polmear to lunch at the hotel she was staying, hut Mrs Polmear wouldn’t leave me, so I was asked too, and how' honoured 1 felt, because in the luncheon party was Miss Campbell, ex-President of W.C. T.U., Delhi, India, a most charming woman, and you will read all about her in the papers I am posting.