About The White Rose Irregulars
We are Sherlockian Scion Society whose primary interest is in promoting the canon, growing our group, and providing more information for further study regarding each story we cover.

We are also actively looking for origional authored papers on the topics and always looking for photo submissions, recipes that are period correct and any and all relavant data that we can collect for use on this site to help educate the public at large.

History
Founded by Eugene and Joan Kain (originally of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers), the White Rose Irregulars meet in true Sherlockian tradition currently at the Elephant and Castle Pub in Carlisle PA.
Our meetings, which are informal and usually involve the usual quiz and case discussion, are held quarterly.

General Concept
We gather together to discuss the story of the quarter, take THE DREADED QUIZ, share a fabulous meal and generally chat and enjoy each other's company. We often discuss our views on the story, what inconsistencies we find, similarity to other sotires and so on.

June 14th, 2008 Meeting Minutes
"You missed the White Rose gathering in March," Holmes commented blithely, not bothering to glance up from his chemistry work. "I rather regretted not receiving a report from you; I trust you made it to the June meeting?"

"I did, and I have my report."

"Splendid. Regale me."

"On glancing at my notes," I said, "I see that the following Sherlockians were in attendance: our esteemed gaseogene, Mrs. Flora Hudson, as well as her husband David; Paul Churchill; Juliane Burke; Jim and Judy Arva; Margie Leonard; Frank Mentzel; and Gary Miller."

"And yourself, of course."

"Well, yes, naturally. I also brought a guest to the event, eleven-year-old Elizabeth Buss."

"A young Sherlockian?"

"More of a Sherlockian in training, but yes. Based just on what she learned about you that very day, she is most intrigued and wants to learn more; I think we may have a new member."

"More than one, if my ears do not deceive me. I think there were some new names on that list you recited."

"Quite so. Well, Mrs. Hudson informed us that our society will now have its very own newsletter full of Victorian and Sherlockian tidbits, which appeared to be very well assembled. Granted, it was all full of 'lorem ipsum,' which Paul attempted to translate."

"That must have been amusing."

"Well, you know Paul."

"Indeed. Pray continue." He went on with his distillation.

"There was a discussion about the upcoming Scintillation of Scions, at which I am given to understand you yourself will be present, and a puppet show attended by certain of our members."

"And then you paused to enjoy your noon meal, as you always do, and then there came the quarterly examination."

"Exactly."

"And what, Watson, have you to report on that subject?"

"Well, as you know, the story of the day was 'The Adventure of the Greek Interpreter,' so of course that was the focus of the quiz."

"Don't waste my time with trifles," he said with a touch of ascerbity. "Your favorite of the shorter stories, given your odd fascination with my brother Mycroft. Who provided the examination?"

"Frank Fogelman, in absentia."

"The results, if you please?"

"Paul and Juliane tied for first place. Actually, the majority of those in attendance did extremely well, but many of them graciously declined to accept prizes -- largely because they already possessed the items being offered. After that, Paul presented the evidence box and we posed for our usual photograph."

"Very good. Have you anything else?"

"Only one word of warning, Holmes." I smiled wryly. "I should perhaps tell you that you are serving as a reprehensible example to our dear Mrs. Hudson. She has of late developed a strange passion for researching poisons. You might want to be a bit more careful about sampling her cuisine."

He laughed. "I'm not in the least concerned, my dear Watson."