WOMEN'S CORNER.

Press, Volume LIV, Issue 16284, 7 August 1918, Page 2

WOMEN'S CORNER.

The Lady Editor will be to receive for publication in the "Women's Corner'' items of social or personal news. Such items should bo fully authenticated, and engagement notices must bear the signatures of both parties. Correspondence is invited on any matters affecting, or of interest to, womou.

Mrs Wilfred Hall and Miss Hall (Glenroy) have returned homo after a visit to Mrs Potts (Sumner).

Mrs jji. Davis (Akaroa) is Staying at the Hotel Federal.

Lieutenant-Colonel J. A. Macdonnell and Mrs Macdonnell (Auckland) have arrived in Christchurch.

Mr and Mrs B. W. Cotterill (Shag Yalley) and Mrs Fergus (Dunedin) are staying at Warner'B.

Mr and Mrs James Roberts (Dunedin) are visiting Christchurch.

Mrs Andrew Rutherford, jun. (Brookdale) is in town.

Mr H. Sutton (Papatoetoe, Auckland) and Miss Sutton are visiting Chris tchurch.

Next Tuesday a number of soldiers from tho military ward at.the Christchurch Hospital are going to Rangiora. They will be accompanied by members of tho Basket Committee, who will dispose of about 150 baskets and trays which the men have made recently. The party is to be entertained by the Rangiora Red Cross Society.

Tho exhibition of invalided soldiers' needlework which is at present being made in Messrs Barnett and Co.'window, Cathedral square, is a positive eyeopener for the public of Christchurch. The work has been collected by Mrs Vernon, of the Red Cross Depot, with a view of showing tho exquisite work that the men can do. Cushioncovers, sideboard runners, table-cen-tre's, work bags, baskets, necklaces, and all manner of dainty things have been achieved by the workers, design and execution alike being admirable. A special meed of admiration went to a money belt, lavishly embroidered with wool, and to a leather body belt, on which were embroidered the flags of the Allies. Yesterday a large number of new articles was added to the exhibition. Barnett's window had a big crowd before it all day yesterday, and it is expected that the exhibition will increase in popularity as tho week goes by-

The mission steamer Southern Cross leaves Auckland shortly for Melanesia and Norfolk Island. This will he the steamer's last trip in .1918, and it is the last opportunity that will be afforded those interested in the mission, and the public generally, to send Christmas gifts to the mission. Gifts of medical comforts, foodstuffs, etc«, are greatly appreciated hy the mission workers in these islands. Such gifts, in order to be in time for despatch by the Southern Cross, should re"ach the Depot, 106 Gloucester street, by Monday next, August 12th, wliilo monetary donations should be sent in hy Saturday, August 10th.

Mr and Mrs J. S. Sim liavo returned to Christchurch after'spending three months' holiday in the North Island.

A dance in aid of the Navy League War Fund is to be held next. week, lie chaperones are Mesdames W. Stanley and R- L- Turner, and the committee Misses S. Ardley, Hartlo, Farrell, and M. E. Mcintosh, and Messrs S. Denton, H. Feasfcj E. Read, and A. Turner.

Miss Alice Miller (Lyttdton) returned home yesterday after a visit to Timaru. ■ Mrs Elizabeth Annie' Blee, who didd at her residence, Aitken. street, Ashburton, on Monday, at the age of 86 years, arrived in New Zealand with her husband and family in the ship Stonehouse in 1874. After residing in the Oxford and Rangiora districts for about twelve months, they removed to Ashton, Ashburton County, where the late Mr John Blee, who predeceased his wife hy about 20 years, was engaged in farming. About 18 years ago Mrs Blee removed to Ashburton, where she had since Uvea in retirement. The deceased leaves three of a family.

The death is-announced of Mrs M. Griffin, wife of Mr E. Griffiin, of the Racecourse, Reef ton. Deceased came from England, being a native, of Gloucestershire, and was married in Christchurch in 1879, and had been a resident of Reefton with her husband and family for about 20 years. Four of her sons joined the New Zealand Expeditionary Force, and one made the supreme sacrifice.

Mish Vera Pearce, the principal "boy" of the "Dick Whittington" pantomime, did not return with the company to Australia last week. She is leaving for America in a few days, going direct to an engagement secured for her there by Mr Hugh D. Mcintosh, who is at present in the United States. It is understood that Miss Constance Cayley (Mrs Louis Scliate) will playthe "boy" for the remainder of the pantomime run. Miss Cayley played with the Pollard, Opera Company 20 years ago as Mies Connie Buttell.

Another old settler in the person of the ' late Mrs Charlotte McDonald, widow of the late Mr Alexander McDonald, died on Saturday at her late residence, "Majoribanks street, "Wellington. The deceased lady was less than two -years of age when her parents, the late Ivir and Mrs James Gibbs. arrived in the ship Arab in 1841.' Sne could relate many things concerning the early days of Wellington, and what her parents .and others went through to make ends meet. She had, too, very vivid recollections of the earthquakes, after which her parents tried to get back to England again. The late Mrs McDonald leaves two sons and five daughters to mourn their loss. The sons are Mr Alick McDonald, in the Postal Department; Mr CHarlie McDonald, in the A.M.P; Miss Mary McDonald, teacher of music; Mrs Ward, wife of Mr James Ward, of the Audit Office; and three Sisters of Mercy.

Mrs O'Grady, who died in Christchurch last week, was 76 years of age, and was well known on the West Coast, where her husband was Inspector or Police in ISB3-18&4. She leaves a family' of four sons and three daughters, all grown up. One of the sons is Mr M. O'Grady, a well-known commercial traveller.

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NO MORE "NERVES."

Aii old medical friend had dropped in for an hour's bridge. H© prescribes it for himself and for us as an excellent relief from war strain (writes V.R. in a London paper). "Clears the mind yhen one is wt>rked to death," he said. "Only there's one comfort about patients nowadays. Alt the patients I nave to see have really something the matter with them. Now, before the war He shrugged his shoulders significantly. That significant shrug of the shoulders made me think what splendid health all my friends and acquaintances semed to have enjoyed in war time. i I know one woman who in the two I years before the war.had two rest cures ' of a month each. Since the war began

she has been running the kitchen of a hospital. She does not know what rest is, and in spite of it all she looks years younger ana worlds happier. I knew another whose hysteria was a burden to her family. She was waited on hand and foot by her husband and children. Her nerves were spoken of with awe in the house. There have been no norves since she had three boys in the army. A big trouble has made her find herself.

There was a third whose headaches were ft domestic institution. One onouired not after Mrs X, but after Mrs i's poor head. It struck me that nowadays when I meet Mrs X bustl'iig away to the Rerltross we talk about patterns and recipes, and forget all about tho important head. It is the same with the young girls. They are better in every way since they took to hospital work, or war work, or business. In fact it may he said that the comfortable classes before the war lacked occupation. If they had young children they were kept busy, but the unmarried, and childless wives, and those whose children had passed the n'irserv stage lacked tho interest of work. I think that the nervous and hysterical complaints of pre-war days were the result of sheer ennui. The" social round never filled a woman's life properly. It lacked serious interest.

FURS, COIA7ILL'S ANNUAL CLEARING FUR SALE. 203 HIGH STREET. * A few Beautiful Lines of Fox loft which will be double the price next year. COME AND SEE THEM. C 2561-618 WAITERS OR "WAACS" ? Gone—gone are all the old familiar faces! Gone are the rugged, gnarled countenances that roved round tho messtable at oinner, \ atcbing agog for tho beckoning finjer. Gone is the hot breath that almost singed your neck as the panting attendant bent to catch the murmured order. Gone, too, are tho hob-nailed boots that beat a wild fandango round the chairs as the eager sped to fetch the beverage of our hearts' desire!

Go.io! —all gone! Instead,' our subalterns 101 l round the festive board after their labours of the day, and feast their eyes on the blue-eyed angels in stylish khaki who flit round the tables and bear the wine—angels, golden-haired, trim of ankle, with eilken hose, and higii-heeled shoes of khaki swede! _ I remember the first day of their arrival. ' How the subalterns blushed and stammered as they gave their orders! Uven the senior major dropped hi 6 eyeglass in his soup as he sat trying to summon up sufficient courage to ask one of our new "Waacs" for a bit of bread. In the end he gurgled out: "Er —miss, I —would you—that is, perhaps you wouldn't mind bringing me a piece of —what-d'you-call-it—bread, don't you know —please, miss, if it's not—er — troubling you!" This, mark you, from one who the night before bad growled over his shoulder: "McSplinter! Bread! And hurry up about it!" Yes, poor McSplinter is gone, swallowed up by some Labour Battalion. I miss him.

But especially do I miss McMurdo. In the good old # days of a few -weeks ago I always made a point of coming in to breakfast late. McMurdo at once rolled up with some special tit-bit ho had salved on my acount. One fine morning I 6trolled in as usual late to breakfast. But instead of McMuido. a strange, dignified young lady looked at me askance; her brown eyes seemed to smother me with accusations and reproaches; and. with.a 6ort of ' 'servG9-you-right'i» gesture, she plumped before me a couple of cold eggs and bacon which had apparently come straight from a refrigerator. I arrive early for breakfast nowadays.

Nowadays too a stately young.duchess places your drink beiore you with a look of such motherly disapproval that you feel like a small boy who deserves to be spanked. Yes, we miss our dear old messwaitcrs. But when we gaze at these golden-haired divinities who have invaded our mess wc realise that there arc compensations.—(By Augustus Muir in London |Daily Mail.")

TO-DAY'S RECIPE. Savoury Macaroni.—Break the macaroni into small pieces, boil until tender, drain off the water and put the macaroni in a pie-dish with a tablespoonful of choppcd parsley, a teaspoonful mixed and powdered herbs, a seasoning of salt aEtl pepper, a teaspoonful of butter, and a breakfast cupful of tinned tomato. Mix well, and pour in a very little stock. Heat thoroughly in a hot oven.