WOMEN'S CORNER.

Press, Volume LIX, Issue 17748, 27 April 1923, Page 2

WOMEN'S CORNER.

THE WOMAN I SHOULD LIKE TO BE.

Tho Lady Editor will b» to receive for publication in th® "Women's Corner" items of social or personal news. Such items should be fully authenticated, and engagement notices mu»t bear the signature of both parties. Correspond-no* is invited on any ai»t,ter» affecting, or of interest to, women. Their Excellencies Lord and Lady Jellicoe and the Hon. Lucy Jellicoe left last night for "Wellington-. Mr and Mrs Algar Williams axe visiting Wellington. Mr and Mrs Gladstone Robinson an Miss Robinson (limaru), are staying at Warwick House. Mrs E. Fear (Kaiapoi) is visiting her mother, Mrs J. J. Collins, Avonside. Miss Dalcie Mitchell, has returned to Christciuirch after three years' study of vocal music under i'rolessor Alberto Randegger, Mr Charles Phillips, and Sir Henry AVood. She intends giving a song recital shortly. Mrs W. Bond and her little daughter are amongst the guests at Warwick House. Mrs C. J. Ronaldson is visiting friends .in Timaru. Mrs T. E. Taylor has returned from Wellington, where she was the guest of her daughter, Mrs Luke. Miss Barbara Cowlishaw is spending a few days with Mrs Gerald Gerard. Miss Betty Northcote ("Highfield") is spending a few days in Christchurch on her way home from limaru. Mrs and Miss Morrison, Merivale, are guests at "Haremai," Sumner. Mrs Robson, wife of Mr R. W. Robson, manager of the "Sydney Daily Telegraph, arrived' in New Zealand a few days ago on visit to her mothor at Oamaru. . Mr and Mrs Justice Stringer (Wellington) are amongst the guests at Warner's. Tho Rev. H. W. "White, Waikouaiti, a delegate to the Dominion Boy Scouts' Conference, is the guest of General and Mrs Andrew. Cashmere Hills. Mrs E. Baird Friberg left at the St. Saviour's Orphanage tent in the Square one of her water colours, to bo sold for the benefit of the fund. At St. Saviour's Orphanage tent in the Square yesterday, one lady called and stated that she had given all the cash she oould possibly afford, but she had three gold rings and a gi-ld trinket, which sbd gave to the collector in charge, and requested that they might be sold and the money giver: to the fund. Actions such as this show that keen interest is being taken in the appeal. The passing away on April 23rd at 15, Winton street, St. Albans, of Mrs Win. Currv, breaks another link in the chain of old colonists.. The late Mrs Curry, with her sister (Miss Mullins), arrived by the shin Siberia 0 n February 21st, 1870. A few-months after arrival she married Mr Wm. Curry, a shipmate, who predeceased her seven years ago. They made their home at "Greendale, 1 ' Long Bay Road, Akaroa, and engaged in the dairying industry, making cheese, which was well known for many years in the Christchurch market. Some years ago they retired from active life, settling' in St. Albans. Mrs Curry leaves iO children to mourn their loss. She was interred yesterday in the family plot at Akaroa Cemetery. ;

Miss A. J. Menfcies, of Ohristchurch, opened the 1923 Shakespeaiian season: at Ashburton 011 Friday evening with a very interesting recital of tfi© dram artist's works. After a. short discourse on 'Shakespeare's dramatic art, with special reference to '*A Midsummer Night's DTeam," which is the club's first study for this year, Miss Menzies entertained the auaience with a very clever recital consisting of favourite selections. These included an interpretation of Lady Macbeth's sleep-walking scene and several clever soliloquies of Richard, Duke of Gloucester. A hearty vote of thanks, proposed by the president (Mrs Rnidaiock) and seconded' by Miss Arnott, was accorded Miss Menzies for a decidedly interesting and instructive entertainment. "What," asked his Honour Mr Justice Stringer,, at Hamilton, "is a balloon dance? - ' The case was one in which a Rctnrua boarding-house keeper sought an injunction against the owner of a hall to restrict dancing, skating, and Maori concerts in the buijding. The annoyance which it was complained was caused by hakas, jazz bands, balloon dances, and similar noise-provoking artiusements. led to his Honour's query. Mr C. L. MacDiarmid appeared for the plaintiff, and said his Honour apparently would not have engaged in this particular form of amusement. A balloon danoe, he explained, was one wliero the ladies tied toy balloons to their ankles, the object of the men being to stamp on and burst the balloons. The result was a general tangle, men and women getting tied up in the balloon strings. The result was general squealing, laughter, and noise. Despite the unpleasant weather conditions, there was a. pood attendance at the qua. t.rly social of the Navy Leag ie, held in tlie Navy League's Hall last night. The members of the Ladies' Auxiliary had brightened the rt oni with i bowls of hydrangeas and ljeautifullytinted autumn leaves, while; the suppertable was decorated with white marguerite daisies. In the absence of the president, Mr J. J. Dnugall, who is in Wellington, Mr Maxwell presided, and cordially welcomed the new members. He read apologies for non-attenclanoa from Lord .lollicoe. Sir It. Heaton Rhodes, and others. An interesting and informative address on "Crises in the Naval History of the Empire" was given by Mr A. K. Andevson, principal of St. Andrew's Onltege. Tliis was followed by a short mil-leal programme. After s ipper a. dance was held. Am the ladies present were Mesdames H J. Mnrriner, Wyatt, W. B. Fox, A. E. Smith, Miss Overton, Mrs Clifton. Bingham, Mrs Charles Newell, Mrs Ross, Miss Borrie, Miss Menzies Gilib, Miss Helen Orbell, ; Mrs Charles Smith, and Miss Jean Smith, Miss' Allen, Miss Ollivier, Mrs Friberg, Miss Heywood, Mrs Gray, Miss Simpson, Miss Molly Stevenson, Miss Aucfre?' Cracroft-Wil-son, Miss Gunn, and Miss Wilson. A case of unusual interest was recently heard in London, in which a weilknown society lady had purchased from a firm a fur coat at a considerable sum, the salesman giving the skin some highsounding foreign name. Later the owner found that the coat was simply rabbit. There is no such risk in purchasing furs from Madame Menere, corner Colombo and Cashel streets. M 7050 JANE, LTD., 733 COLOMBO STREET. We are importers or high-class wear for women, and as nice women love nice clothes, we claim your attention for our importations. Suits of appearance and distinction are showing' thiß .week in Madame Jane's show-room, i J6177—6674

There are many kinds of women one ■would like to be—the beautiful, the gifted, the well-dressed, the distinguished; but of them all I think I should like best to be the woman who is unfailing in the performance of small courtesies (writes Beryl Sago in tho London "Daily Mail"). The best part of this ideal is that it iB not impossible of attainment. It may never be our lot to save anybody's life, make a fortune, shed lustre oh the family name, die for our eountrv, or set the smallest river On fire, but by taking thought we can be polite.

If I 'were the woman- I should like to be, how my thoughts and words and deeds would clothe the. world in loveliness! Did anybody's fluffy draperies get caught on a nail, I "would disentangle them. Was anybody crossly struggling with a stud or cuff button, I would insinuate it, calmly and without pother, where it belonged. Should any unfledged girl linger shyly in the corner of strange drawingrooms, I would seek her out and introduce her to the right people.

Should a buffeted book agent ring my bell and ask in weary accents for the lady of the house, I would ask him in and" listen politely and part from him with some courteous speech. Should any woman be caught out in a shower in all her Easter finery, mine would be the umbrella sent down to shelter her. Did any person stop bewildered, endeavouring to find out where a street ended or began, and how the numbers ran, I would take him to the very door.

Should you 'come to my house in a mauve frock, I would say, were I the ideal woman: "You must have some of n-.v violets to match that pretty dress.'' Or if you were in pink I woulu give vou roses. If in omnibus or tramway-car any ■woman struggled vainly with her glovebuttons, out would come my buttonhook, which bv some miracle I would always have handy. Were another's hat dusty and blown askew, I would have a brush to tidy it* and an extra hatpin to keep it straight. J would carry a stock of plain pins, too, so should you tear your frock I could nx vou up in a twinkling. Had I, a car, lots of sick folk, poor folk kinsfolk and strangers would get a ride. Had I a conservatory, the hospitals, the churches, the homes of the old "and sick, would bloom withflowers. Had I an opera-box, I would nil it with those who lacked 1 the price of a But I have no car, I have no g reen * houses, I have no opera-box. And l am afraid I am grudging with my pins.

bridge hatred. There is no gam© that I know which arouses such bitter animosity as Auction Bridge. I have heard of friendships broken at the Bridge, table, and seen players part not on "speajsing terms." , . , fortunately these quarrels are usually of brief .duration. Away from the Heated atmosphere of toe card-room reason reasserts itself and there is a reconciliation. . . The psychology of the matter is in-, teresting. Take the case of my friend Jawkins. He is a funny fellow, a bit of a "character," sensitive, .volatile, and erratic. Sometimes he is brimming over with fun and humour, sparkling and brilliant. At other times he is morose and taciturn. Bridge has a strange effect on him. He is very fond of the game, and quite a good, player I. ha.ve never known him involved in any cardroom disputes or wrangles. But he will not trust himself to spend many afternoons or evenings on end in the card-room. After a few sittings he absents himself for a period, and gives up the game or plays elsewhere. "you see," he explained to me, "it is like this. I have to go away. After a few dayß I begin to °hate everybody in the card-room, I am not exaggerating. It is not just dislike. It is active, violent, virulent hatred. I can't endure the' signt of any of them." "Defore you go in you know just exactly whom you will find and whom you will see. There will be old Sharker, looking for victims, and Hf.tchface, gazing at the ceiling for inspiration and fumbling with his cards. "There will be Jellibond, with his sillv fatuous face and oily manner, making the same old blunders; Ferret, lying low in the hope of bringing off a double, "and loud-voiced, aggressive Whizzbang browbeating and bullying his partner and opponents alike. "Thev are all decent fellows, I dare say, away from the card-room. ' But after a few sittings with them I. begin to see red. I loathe the whole lot, and it is only by going away for a time that I am able to return and be decently civil to them." "Jawkins," I said. "You are ih a bad way. 1 should advise you to see a doctor." But, talking it over with plavers, I find' that Jawkins's complaint is by no means uncommon. Women club players are especially affected by it.—By A. K Manning Foster, in London "Daily Mail."