Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 77, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 August 1925 — Page 6

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QOCIAL Activities ENTERTAINMENTS WEDDINGS BETROTHALS

ISS VAJEN HITZ, 3265 |W[ Carrollton Ave., entertained ili delightfully Tuesday afternoon with four tables of bridge and a miscellaneous Shower,in honor of Miss Wilhelmina Maas, whose marriage to William Thompson will take place Aug. 19. Appointments and icea t were in lavender, one of the bridal shades. * * * Mr. arid Mrs. John Chester Clark, 2140 N. Alabama St., will entertain with a luncheon at the Indianapolis Athletic Club for thirty guests Aug. 20, in honor of their daughter, Marjorie Carolyn, and Forest V. Ragsdale, of Franklin, Ind„ whose marriage will take place at 4:30 p. m. that afternoon. * * • Mrs. R. E. Macßeth, 818% N. Alabama St., , haqv returned from Jonesboro, Ind., where she spent the past week visiting relatives and friends. Mr. Macßeth spent the week end there and accompanied her home. * • Mrs. Joseph B. Kealing, 1424 N. Alabama St., has left for Mackinac. * * * The rr irriage of Miss Mary Frances Cure, daughter of ftfrs. Albert Smith, 907 Sherman Dr., to Dalton O’Brien, is announced. The ceremony took place Saturday evening at the home of the bridegroom, 3149 Kenwood Ave., where Mr. and Mrs. O’Brien will live after a short wedding trip. * * Mr. and Mrs. Guy P. Berber and daughters, Martha and Helen, and son Robert, 3447 Salem St., are spending two weeks at Lake Tippecanoe. * * • Mr. and Mrs. C. W. Reynolds, 815 N. Beville Ave., have as their guest, Mrs. James Tar Jefferson, of Millersburg, Ky. * * * Hank Ross, 3143 Bellefontaine St., is spending the summer at Lake Tippecanoe. * * * The Children's Sunshine Club of Sunnyside will hold its regular business meeting Wednesday- at 2 p. m. at the Fletcher American Bank. * * Miss Norene Nieman, 1433 E: Market St., has gone to Lake Wawasee, where she will be the guest of Dr. and Mrs. William F. Johnson. * * * Mr. and Mrs. H. E. Phelps, 4140 Byram Ave., announce the marriage of their daughter, Martha Jane, to Walter Hans Reuleaux, son of Mrs. Julia Reuleaux, which took place Monday morning at the home of the officiating minister, the Rev. G. M. Smith. The service was read in the presenec of the immediate families., The bride was gowned in cream-colored silk and wore a large black picture hSt ahd a corsage of white roses. Mi. and Mrs. Ruleaux left on a wedding trip to northern lakes following the ceremony. They will be at home after Sept. 1 aft 613 W. Forty-Second St. i * * * Liberty Club will entertain with euchre Wednesday at 2:30 p. m. at the home of Mrs.fiPearl Stewart, 328 E. Henry St. * * • Altar Society of St. Philip Neri Church will entertain with cards Wednesday at 8:30 p. m. at tte€ school hall on Eastrn Ave. ** * \ Fidelity Review, No. 140, will give a dinner and card party for members and friends Wednesday at Castle Hall at 2:30 p. m. . * * * Ladies of Assumption parish will entertain with cards and lotto Wednesday at 2:30 p. m. at 1105 Blaine Ave. BLACK AND BLONDE Black and blonde satin are used extensively for the close turbans that continue to be stylish. FOR TAILORED COSTUME For the gelt hat, self trimming, a tailored ribbon bow, or fancy pins ure the most approved trimmings. RIBBON AND NET Undersleeves of ecru net are crisscrossed with blue grosgrain ribbon and give much charm to a gown of navy blue flat crepe. , /

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The marriage of Miss Lucy Evans, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Evans, 4715 E. Michigan

NELL HAS THRILLING RIDE TO BEDFORD

Driver Sets Fast Pace and Succeeds in Saving 50 Cents. Note—Nell Gordon of The Times staff is making a unique tour of Indiana—on foot and with the assistance of motorists who srivo her a lift. A story of her experience appears in The Times each day. By Nell Gordon This is starting out to he what one might, call a buggy week. First I met the man from Dayton who stated the Bedford stone was formed from millions of bugs. Then after getting the oolitic bug well into my head I met Mr. William Palmer, a salesman for a tin can company. “If you are running to bug stories,’’ he said, “I will tell you why it is so many women are unable to can corn or green beans successfully. It is all on account of a bug or microbe that appears on the vegetable and seems happiest after it gets into the middle of a can of food set away in a dark cellar.” I tried to appear interested. I could visualize many and many a pantry shelf with spoiled cans on which some woman had spent hours "in -trying' to preserve, but this bug business was a little beyond me. “Yes,” I said, “I , suppose there is an art to canning of which the commercial canner has greater knowledge than the housewife. In fact, it seehis to he almost a science, this preserving food in the time of plenty for the time of need.” I wondered what I would say next, being at a loss for words, but my informant reli( ved me of the worry. “It is the science applied to the art that has allowed the industry to become a success,” he said. “The science of bacteriology applied to the art of canning. Dean Russell of Wisconsin convinced the canners several years ago that much of the spoilage was due to a microbe which appears in the corn and green bean when the vegetable gets to he of h. certain tenderness. The housewife not having the knowledge of just when to pick to avoid this microbe will always have more or less trouble with canning.’* Who Invented Canning “What was the name of Hie woman who invented canning, I asked, sure In my thought that it was a woman. “Canning was not invented by a woman,” he replied. “A man by the name of Appert won a prize offered by the French government for some method of feeding the army when the snow was on the ground: also for a method of keeping the food palatable, for the navy when it was far out at sea. This was during the wars of* Napalean. Appert won the prize by I giving to the world the present method of preserving by the application of heat-,’’ said Mr. Palmer. i i I took time to think, then I knew Mr. Palmer had told the truth. Isn’t is just like a man to invent all that work for us women? Going to Bedford When onl ya few miles out of Bloomington I was offered a ride by a kindly looking old who said his wife kept a boarding house in Cincinnati. He was ,on his way to Bedford for a visit. The scenery was beautiful, sn they say. I saw little of it but it wasn’t the fault of the landscape. It was the pace we rode. Our conversation was limited. At every turn in the road lie Would ask me what the sign read, then he would remark, “Barring an accident we should be in’Bedford by noon.” 1 As we wheeled around curves without slackening the pace and regardless of the other fellow, I began to think up an excuse for asking him* to stop. We approached a house in front of which sat an old lady smoking a pipe. I asked him to stop to let me out so I could chat with the old lady awhile.” "Oh, you'can talk to her when you come back,” was his reply. Then he added, “Barring an accident we should be in Bedford by noon.” Through the village of Oolitic we went without slowing down. The hotel is in plain view of the highway and on the lawn are rows of benchek one ‘of which 1 bears the sign, “Liars’ bench,” I called his attention to it, thanked him for the side and asked him to stop so I could lerve him and take a pipture of the bench. “Oh, ys4 can get that on the way

Miss Lucy Evans

St., to O. R. Hardy, son of Mr. and Mrs. Bert Hardy, 2610 Brookside Ave., will take place early in September.

back,” he replied, adding again that, barring an accident, he would be in Bedford by noon. The road was winding, there were many steep hills and narrow bridges. Furthermore, traffic was too heavy for pleasure. As we rounded a very sharp curve I noted a bridge ahead and several cars approaching to meet us. They, hke ourselves, were running down hlfl. Presentment told me that something was bound to happen. I closed my eyes. “Nell, old girl,” I said to myself as I gripped the side of the car, “barring a miracle you will be riding with the undertaker next.” I heard the fenders scrape and a tire pop, but we rolled on. When the car labored at the top of the hill I risked opening one eye. “Wasn’t that your tire, mister,” I screamed. “No, I guess not,” was his calm reply. A few miles farther I was sure of a flat. ' “You have a flat tire I guess, mister, don’t you think you better stop?” “No, I guess not. They was all right when I left home,” was all the interest he showed. We rolled into Bedford on a flat. At the edge of the city he drew up to the curb and asked me to alight. "Yqu see,” he said “it is my wife's relatives I am going to visit. She is some younger than I be and a bit jealous. If they should see us and tell her she might not understand my taking another woman riding.” t I thanked him for his kindness. He looked at his watch. “Well, bar ing an accident now I should get to their house in time for dinner an 4 that will make this tHp cost me fifty cents less then I had figured on,” was his final remark. All For 50 Cents ■Suffering mackere;! Fifty cents. He had not only risked hio life and my own but that o fevery one we had met on the highway. He was what I would call a careless driver to say the least. I was glad to hike into Bedford, through jthe city anf l then be asked to ride by a stock feed salesman who was driving through Brown county and to the little settlement of Stonehead. where at the end of a road pointing the distance to the neighboring, towns, I found a marker of peculiar design, whPli has ©food in its place for seventy-four years, I was told. The marker is of a man’s head, cut front stone and placed on a, pedestal. The old fashioned picket fence in the background apparently has kept the stone man company much of his life. -

Sister Mary’s Kitchen

Breakfast —Stewed prunes, scrambled eggs with bacon, graham muffins, milk coffee. Luncheon —Green pea bisque, toast sticks, tomato sandwiches, rice custard pudding, milk, tea. Dinner —• Strawberry cocktails, smothered chicken, mashed potatoes, buttered green beans, cucumber beat salad, sliced fresh peaches, puff whtie cake, whole wheat bread, milk, coffee. * Strawberry cocktails make a delicious breakfast fruit. The strawberries should be washed and hulled and out in quarters, sprinkled lightly with sugar and the orange juice added the night before. The mixture is then put into a covered Jar and placed on ice over night, all ready for breakfast in the morning. Green Pea Bisque Two cups shelled peas, % cup strained canned tomatoes, 1 cup thin cream, 1 cup milk, 1 teaspoon salt, 1 teaspoon sugar, % teaspoon pepper, 2 tablespoons butter. 1 tablespoon flour. Cook peas until tender in as little water as possible. Rub through a sieve. /Add tomato juice and reheat. Melt butter, stir in flour and add milk and cream. Cook, stirring constantly until the boiling point is reached. Add salt, pepper, sugar and pea mixture. Do not let boll but serve very hot. (Copyright, 1925, NEA Service, Inc.)

Mrs . Hack Serves As Uniformed Worker In Contagious Hospital

Former Congresswoman Arrives in Gotham With' 43 Cents. Winnifred Mason Buck, former Con(rresswoman and the first woman to pres'de over the House of Representatives. cot herself senteneed to prison. Guiltless of any -crime, she sought answers to the questions— Are our prisons humane? Can a girl. crushed by her fellow men, reirain her place in society? This is the twenty-fourth story, written for The-Times. By Winnifred Mason Huek Former Representative to Congress From Illinois. mT was early morning when I arrived In New York. I ate a frugal breakfast, for pecuniary reason?. When I had paid for It I had just 43 cents. I made a caff upon my lawyers, Knox & Deignen. I did not wish to tell them what I was doing, but my life insurance policy required that at least one reliable person in New York should know who "Elizabeth Sprague” was. My attorneys were Shocked to say the least. They even tried to make me give up the idea of living in New York- on 43 cents, and when I left the office the junior partner reminded me that telephone charges could be reversed to his borne in East Orange if worst came to worst. As I went down in the elevator I faced the situation. I must get work at once or become the object of charity. United Charities The thought of charity gave me an idea. I asked the way to the office of the United Charities at 105 E. Twenty-Second St. Two men were waiting in the anteroom, one of them a stranded circus player. Presently a woman came to the gate which divided the benches from some desks in the room. “Is there anything we can do for you?” she smiled. It was a compelling simile that lit her beautiful face. “I have just reached the city,” I explained. “I am looking for work and need a little advic.e,” “Won't you be seated? I will see you as soon as I get through with this young man.’* Soon she was ready for me. She wrote my name on a card and began to ask questions. * I told her that I had been in jail, but when she tried to find out why, I blurted out, “I just can’t talk abtiut It.” “There Is something that you are not telling me,” she said, “but after all, it doesn’t matter.” Then she turned to me With her beautiful smile. “Will you eat dinner with me tonight as my guest?” I was astonished, pot at*the invitation, at the manner in which it was given, as if to one of her intimate friends“l am an ex-convict,” I said ly“lncluded in my invitation is a promise to ask no questions tonight,” she added. The Whole Story I knew I should not go. I longed to tell her the whole story. But to do-that would have been to close my book of adventure. The 43 cents in my were a powerful argument. “I shall be delighted to have dinner with you,” I said in my best company manner. That night we dined at the McAlpin Hotel and then went to a movie palace on Broadway. My hostess, Martha Virginia Simmons, had learned that it was music that I was hungry for. The orchestra at the theater satisfied my hunger. ThaJ- night I slept in a clean little bed at the Salvation Army house, and I went to sleep with a blessing for Martha Simmons in my .thoughts. Next day, through her efforts, I got a job at the Willard Parker Hospital for S4O a month, room and board. The foot} was very good and my room with its enormous windows was a veritable joy. I had learned to appreciate such homely comforts as windows and clean sheets. Miss Ross, the superintendent, had employed me, after being convinced that I was clean, healthy and Willing to work, without asking any questions as to my past. In the Laundry My f)lftce was In the laundry. Before I went to work I was given a physical examination. , Then I was given my uniform. It puzzled me. I could not tell the front from the back. I experimented with it day after day*, and no matter which way I wore it, I was greeted with superior smiles from the other workers in the laundry. At last I asked Miss Ross, on her daily round, if t might recut and fit the neck. “Indeed you may,” she sold. “Make yourself look as nice as you please.” My work was not hard, and most pleasantly clean. But the greatest jby about it was niy conversations with the little children who came to my .window and watched me folding {he warm clothes just out of the dryer. * * The Willard Parker Hospital is On the East River and Is cut off from the city by a high fence, for contagious cases are treated there. Great signs warning of smallpox kept people from landing at the hospital docks, and there was always a guard at the gate in the fence. Diphtheria. Patients The children Who talked with me were convalescent diphtheria patients. Many of them had to breathe through a little, button placed In their throats after the disease had stopped the passages. Some of the children had been Wards of the hospital for six or seven years, and they had their classes in the school room of the hospital. I was sorry for them, but when I saw- the homes of children in the East Side tenement districts, I felt that these youngsters in the hospital were fortunate. Tr. the Willard Parker Hospital I found myself on the road not only to ,a comfortable living, Wut also to a respected position among my fellow workers. My past was never mentioned. I had ydeasant work and good Hying conditions. My S4O a -month waa

Winnifred Mason Huck in the uniform she wore as laundry helper at the Willard | Parker Hospital, Ne w York'.

clear profit. As long as I held to my determination to “go . straight,” I might work, save, study and reestablish my *elf as a member of society. I came to realize that the greatest element in the work of "coming back” is time, which not only heals sorrows, but is a great mender of shattered character and broken courage. With time to help him. any exconvict who strongly desires to "go straight” car accomplish it. His spirit will he lepaired Imperceptibly as he works, so that all of a sudden he may find his jail experience only a dim memory, over which the scar has quite healed. The Tangle LETTER FROM LESLIE PRES-i COTT TO ,RUTH BURKE—CONTINUED. Under the circumstances thero §hould have Ijeen no aw-kwardness about my standing there, my hands in the clasp of Melville Sartoris, but knowing that my husband did not know what he had been telling me. for the life of me I could not keep from jerking them away, and blushing. And as this sequence— as they say in the movies—was not in the script. Jack forgot to act and became really angry. All the, way to our house he proIceeded to tell me what an Immoral man Melville Sartoris was. I wa| furious, both with him and with Syd, with him for saying these things, and with Syd for not shutting him up. Os course, I know' that Jack did not mean half he said, but I thought he had no right to make any remarks about the man who had just keen entertaining us, before Syd. Syd, however, poured oil on the troubled water, and when I got Into the house things had been patched up after a fashion.* Before this time Jack had declared he would not go to the luncheon, and Syd had told lym not to make a fool Os himself. I ran quickly up the steps, disdaining the help of either man. When I got in the door I was handed the telegram announcing the death of Bee, .and all was forgotten. That drove everything else from my mind. When Jack came Jn I told him I could not go to the luncheon after I this sad news. Then my husband turned completely around and insisted that I should go. He said that Mr. Sartoris had planned the whole thing on an elaborate scale, and it would be most ungracious for me to refuse at the I last minute even when Bee lay dead In California. He pointed out that many of Thy friends here knew Bee. and Syd, to my surprise, aided with Jack In the matter. He remarked that after we had so quickly accepted the invitation, he did not see how I could get out of it. It would be different, he said, if Mrs. Summers had lived and died in this city rather than in Los Angeles, v I let them have their way, Ruth, and the next morning we all assembled at the Travelers’ Club, where I found all my friends. There were beautiful flowers in all the rooms, and they were passed around with great warm coats for all of us women and men. Even Jack looked ..surprised at this. When Mr. Sartoris asked us to put them on, althought the day-was warm, I asked him in turn if we were going to the ice house. I thought this rather smart, but no one smiled, and Mr. Sdrtoris answered: "No. we are going to lunch in the Travelers’ dining room, hut I just want to try on this coat to see if it is going to fit before we go In to luncheon. , Amid much laughter we tried the coats on and found they fitted, Syd helping me on with mine and Jack dping the same for Marta Davies, a young widow who has recently come to Pittsburgh. After divesting ourselves of the coats, we were ushe*d into the dining room where the most exquisite luncheon was served, the room and tables being one mass of white flowers. I had told Mr. Sartoris at my own party that my favorite flowers , were white. (Copyright, 1925 NEA Service, Inc.) Next—Letter from Leslie Prescott to Ruth Burke. JEWELLED BRACELET Avery smart bracelet Is made by Joining several narrow bands of metal with horizontal bars.

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And now’ I had found that In the East I could come back. In every place where I had worked I knew ttyat I might have stayed if I had wished, except at the William Penn Hotel In Pittsburgh. And even thero they had found a job for me before they turned me out. The West was undiscovered country. I wanted to test it. Tho day when I had earned enough money to take me to Kansas City found me aboard a West-bound train. (Copyright, 1925, NEA Se-viee, Inc.) I go to work In an insane asylum.

BE YOUR OWN FAIRY GODMOTHER IN LIFE

Is there a pirl who hasn’t secretly desired to be a Cinderella and have the drab pumpkin and mice of her lrfe changed into the gleaming conch and four of affluent'*?

Such wishes tare legion, and natural, perhaps. But thero is a fairy godmother In every girl’s life who can chansrf her whole outlook — that is herself. What aro the material riches compared to the vast riches of the, human mind? Poor Mary Louise Spad thought her world was complete when she secured for herself a wealthy adopted father, fihe gayly went off to Indulge In an orgy of buying, and came home loaded, leaving an order for fifty more dresses and forty more pairs of shoes. But fifty dresses and forty pairs of shoes are juflt that and no more. They are not the fine thoughts, the happy security of a mind well stocked with appreciation of beauty, intelligence, philosophy, eductaion. Her adopted parent could not buy these for her with a king's ransom. There Is no place where she could shop for them, save within herself. And if she has not these vast riches of the mind to fair bock on, now that her gleaming coach and four has been turned back into the drab pumpkin and mice, then she is indeed, a poor little girl.

Stepmother Problems Dear Martha Lee: My father ha* been a widower for a little over two year*. My mother held the first place in my heart. But now father has decided to marry again, and to a woman whom I have hated all my life though I don’t know why. He expects me to call her “mother.' That is a name I reserve for my own darling, and I could not. I told him that and he said he would “beat me into submission.” I am not quite of age and my slater* and brothers have refused to assist me because they say I should be with mv father. In ordinary circumstances I'd agree, but not in this case, would you?. Are there any homes for girls where I eould find shelter lor a little while? My father only has me here because I am cheaper than a servant would he. _ SERVANT NELL. You could never be hapfly In any “home for girls” my dear, so don't make yourself miserable by ever getting Into one. I do not undersand your father's attitude in wanting to make a girl of your age call a strange woman “mother." I should think she would feel tho hypocrisy of it as much as you. Call her by her first name. Stay at home and be as sweet and kind and thoughtful

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MISS HEINZ BRIDE IN PRETTY WEDDING

Charming Ceremony Takes Place in Irvington Methodist Church at 4:30 P. M. M The Irvington Methodist Church wns the scene Tuesday afternoon at 4:30 of a charming wedding, when Miss Fleets Heinz, niece of Mr. and Mrs. J. B. (’ooper. 13 Maplewood Court, became the hride of James E. Ilushizer, of Nitro, W. Ya.

The Rev. Harry King performed the ceremony before an altar banked with palms and ferns and lighted by cathedral candle*. Mrs. Charte* Peters, organist, played a program of bridal airs preceding the ceremony, and Miss Beatrice Batty sang "I'll Phi Wedding Song.” "At Dawning" and "Oh, Promise Me." During the ceremony Mrs. Peters played "To a Wild Rose.” Given in Marriage The bride, who was given in marriage by her uncle wore a lovely gown of white georgette, fruhioned with a long, semi fitted waist and a skirt made of points of lace. Her tulle veil was arranged with a ruche at the back and held in place by a wreath of orange blossoms. She ear’ ried a shower bouquet, of valley lilies, bride’s roses and orchids. Miss Georgia Osborn was maid of honor. She wore a frock of light blue georgette, made similarly to that of the bride and trimmed with rosebuds. She wore a hat to tnatch and carried an arm bouquet, of pink roses and delphinium. Miss Rebeccah Daugherty, a bridesmaid, wore a frock of orchid georgette trimmed with rhinestones and a hat to match of georgette and hair braid. Miss jean Mander, the other bridesmaid, wore a frock of shell pink georgette with a hat of georgette and hair braid to match. Both young women carried bouquets of Ophelia roses and delphinium tied with green and gold changeable tulle.* Garl Hand of Nitro, W. Va.. was best man and H. W. Houk of Nitro, and Maurice Mackay were ushers. Reception Follows The ceremony was followed by nn informal reception at the church, after which Mr. and Mrs. Hulshlzer left on a motor trip. They will he at home after Aug. 20, in Nitro. The bride traveled in a gray ensemble suit, and a black panne vel*

■Martha Lee Says-

of her as possible. Don't quarrel with your father, dear. Just be patient and quiet, and shame his unreasonableness out of him. After all, your spirit can never lie beaten Into submission. You can control your own mind and the rifhness therein. So make the most of this situation until you are of nge by being fine and noble and generous. Make yourself rich in spirit and friends and you will never want for happiness. CUT CRYSTAL PINS Hatpins of cut crystal are very attractive In the bnngkok hats. IN THREE PIECES The three-piece costume of georgette or chiffon lends all others as the summer favorite. ENTIRELY OF RUFFLES Vestees made entirely of ruffles of Valenciennes lace are worn with the silk tallleurs.

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vet hut, trimmed with ermine. Bha was graduated in June from Butler University, und Is a member of the PI Beta Phi Sorority. Mr*, liul shizer Is a graduate of Union Oollege, Schenectady, N. Y„ and a member of the Phi Psi fraternity. He Is secretary-treasurer of the Nitro Pencil Company. Among out-of-town guests wars Mrs. Carl Hand und William Wtntx, of Nitro, and Mrs. Charlos Sootl of Nepton, Ky. Y. W. C. A. Notes The delegation of six from the Y. W. C. A., who attended tho Y. W. C. A. Industrial Conference at Camp Gray, Mich., In June will give a full report of the conference Wednesday night at Camp Delight. The program will take the form of a playlette In eight scenes. Miss Frances Toy will preside. Those taking part will be: Miss Charlotte Dick, Dorothy Meyers, Fern Bowers, Hazel Rainbolt, and Erma Day. A truck will leave the Y. W. C. A. at 6 p. m. Camp Delight. All who wish to flp tend are asked to register by Tuofc day noon. Thirteen delogate* of the Indianapolis Y. W. C. A. will go to the Central Community Conference at linko Geneva, Wls, From the board: Mrs. Will H. Adams, Mi*s l)ule Waterburyj from the stuff: Me*dames Ethel Shepherd and I.ennte V Goons, and Mtssos Gertrude V, Brown and Joy F. Taylor; from the general meml>ershlp. Misses Helen Huntington, Hnnemaiy Murray, Bernice White, and Elizabeth Davis; from the Phyllis W heatley Branch! Miss May Belcher, Mr*. H. L. Herod, and Mis* Murray Atkins. Camp Delight, was formally presented by its donor, Arthur R. Baxter, Sunday afternoon, In honor of his daughter, Mlsh Delight Baxter. A dance frock made of several layers of shaded pink chiffon, trimmed with velvet roses in rose shade* la lovely enough to satisfy the moat discriminating. - -ii ■■ * % Velvet hows, URtwlly In a ahsde darker than tho frock, are used extensively on chiffons.

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