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present day. Japanese painters, the work of women artists, etchings and drawings have been exhibited. The Club fervently espoused the Impressionists during their wars with the Academy, culminating in the famous exhibits of the work of Claude Monet, many of whose paintings were loaned by Club members. Sunday afternoons were beguiled away with quartets from the Boston Symphony. Periodic Club Nights continue to provide forums for both intellectual and social, as well as cultural exchanges. Twelfth Night, that great festal banquet of music and poesy and theatricals as well as opulent dining was first celebrated in 1890. This feast in present memory has been enlivened by poet members Robert Frost, David McCord and Peter Davison. New members especially are encouraged to participate in that joyous festival.
The Depression brought hard times for all clubs, but that of the good saint survived in smaller quarters at 115 Commonwealth Avenue, until in 1972, President Roy Lamson lead us hither to 199.
After some further contemplation, and under inspired leadership, women were invited into our purlieus in 1988, and have brought their enlivening influences on house and company ever since, to our great rejoicing.
Since that time the Club has waxed fruitful with much membership participation in our programs: the book group, mini club nights, Monday lunches and the like, remembering always that beyond being theatre, gallery, restaurant, and concert hall, we are a club, as our constitution proclaims, "for the purpose of promoting social intercourse among persons connected with, or interested in the arts, humanities and sciences," all under the kindly influence of the good Saint Botolph.
M. R.