Editorial: Silver Anniversary

Twenty-five years of the Martha’s Vineyard Garden Club leave us wondering a little what the Island would have been with­out this active force. It is easy to recall dozens of times when the traditional understanding as to billboards would have been broken, when trees would needlessly have been cut down, when road work would have ravaged the countryside without need, when many unforeseen contingencies of the kind have arisen, and the good sense and courteous firmness of the Garden Club have prevailed.
 

Creative Arts School Opening

The School of Creative Arts, with Miss Kathleen Hinni, director, a new venture here, will open July 6 in the Trench House on Massachusetts avenue, Oak Bluffs. Swimming, dancing, music appreciation, hand work and dramatics, games and sports, horseback riding and advanced work for girls are on the curriculum. There will also be classes for adults in rhythmic exercise and folk dancing.

Vineyard Got Along Minus Golf Till ‘93

They say that the beginnings of the game of golf are lost in history - but it’s not quite that bad on Martha’s Vineyard. Golf, as known to modern man, began here in the early nineties. How the Island had struggled along, no one can say, but it has not been without golf for any appreciable time since, and probably never will again.
 
Combining history with tradition - and there is fully as much of the former as of the latter in this review - the priority of golf on Martha’s Vineyard seems to line up as follows:
 

Captains, Kings Go; People Take Over

It happened yesterday. One minute before 11 a.m., the Island boat line was administered by the officers and directors of the Massachusetts Steamship Lines Inc., as constituted for some time past; one minute after 11, the management was in the hands of new officers and directors, the responsibility of the New Bedford, Woods Hole, Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket Steamboat Authority.

Followed The Whale Slick All Over The World

Capt. Ellsworth Luce West, last of the Vineyard whaling captains, died at his home on the Middle Road, Chilmark, on Sunday nigh, following some months of failing health. He was in his 85th year and although feeble physically for some time, his faculties had remained active until his death. As an authority on the Arctic, his last days had been spent in the dictation of a volume on Arctic phenomena and his Alaskan experiences. He was also collaborating with Vilhjalmur Stefansson the explorer, in recreating in print various phrases of the whaling era.

Recalls Pole Discovery: Matthew Henson, Former Island Visitor, Recalls Momentous Day

A few summers ago the Vineyard, and particularly Oak Bluffs, was host to one of the most notable figures in the world of exploration, Matthew A. Henson, who watched Comdr. Robert E. Peary stake out his claim to the North Pole. It was not until many years after that world-shaking event of forty years ago that Henson’s true place in the picture won general acceptance and his heroism on the icy journey became widely known.

A Mechanical Marvel to Help Out Black Gang

A new Linotype bearing the technical name of Blue Streak Master Model 31 was erected in the office of the Vineyard Gazette last week, a mechanical marvel whose weight of a little more than two tons is helping to keep the maple flooring from warping. As indicated last week it got into production in time to help out with the Jan. 7 edition.

Cooperative Bank to Make First Move Since 1909

Although the officials of the Martha’s Vineyard Cooperative Bank decline to be quoted now, the story that the institution is on the point of moving from its present quarters has become a general topic of public discussion within the past few days. The report is to the effect that the bank will move from the Martha’s Vineyard National Bank building, Vineyard Haven, where it has been since its inception in 1909, and will take up permanent and independent quarters in the new fireproof building erected by George C. Woods on the Mansion House property something less than two years ago.

If You Think You Hear Bells, Probably You Do

Passers-by on Davis Lane, Edgartown, who think they hear bells, probably do. Although a casual glance will fail to disclose their presence, their sound is everywhere when the wind blows, hanging on the air like milkweed blown.
 
The bells have been fastened to a tree on the property of G. Holmes Perkins. There are four of them, clustered on one branch, and they carol together when the breezes set the tree in motion. In shape they are somewhat like cow bells, but their size is just right for a calf.
 

House Bears Name of Desire Osborn

The old house on Main street, Edgartown, which has been referred to as the Edson house, has received an official and appropriate christening. It is now the Desire Osborn House, called after James Coffin’s youngest child, Desire Allen Coffin, who married John Osborn in 1813, and for whom the house was moved to its present site from the neighborhood of Mill Hill.
 

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