It is therefore fitting that this should be the place chosen for the burial of all grudges, jealousies and unworthy emotions that formerly rent our breasts." Here Julia paused to take breath.
The girls cheered wildly.
Julia bowed right and left, her hand over her heart.

When the noise had subsided, she continued.

She bewailed junior misdeeds and professed meek repentance.

She dwelt upon the beauty of peace and she begged her hearers henceforth to live with each other amicably.
It was a capital address, delivered in a mock-serious manner that provoked mirth, and did more toward establishing general good feeling than any other method she might have tried.

In closing she said: "The hatchet is the symbol of war.