OUR LADIES’ LETTER

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXXIV, Issue 3, 25 October 1924, Page 2

OUR LADIES’ LETTER

My Dear Tonia, —Do not put off till to-morrow what you should do to-day, or words to that effect. Has your mind turned “culinary-wise,” and are you proceeding forthwith to mix the customary Xmas “indigestibles, plum puddings, cakes, very rich ones, etc? And don’t forget the mincemeat. Now is the time, with golf defunct for the year and tennis, with hardly its eyes‘open yet, and I take it, you don’t plav bowls, so have at the plum duffs. With this nice moist weather, the summer “glad rags” can wait a bit. Later you will be feverishly overhauling last year’s, hoping thev don’t look like the year before’s! ' Dreadful, when they won’t meet, or have got too short! What’s to be done? The chapeau this year seems to be a more becoming covering, with a trifle more shade; the shades a la Miss Wiltes, seem to be a very favourite tennis head piece. They certainly save the eyes somewhat, if not very becoming, but then a champion is above looks and lids and such frivolities.

More wages, the papers tell us, for bobbed or shingled “pols.” What next, because forsooth the up-keep Of bohbed hair is costly; what an inducement to barter one’s golden tresses for “filthy lucre” (why that particular adjective?) Bobbfed hair is all very well, blit there are some very pretty heads of hair, thanks be. There is one lam just thinking of. I see it once a week. It is the crowning glory to a pretty young face. I would be sorry to see it bobbed, even tho’ the salary might be raised. What a cheery crowd the “Gushing Borea” and Vagabonds were, and, indeed, they deserved a better house than we blase Stratfordians accorded them. What a lot of good a hearty laugh does one. We knew we would get one, having already enjoyed some items given one night recently 1# home of the company. W, G. Holder is to be congratulated upon the production. Keith Forth’s impersonations are inimitable. Hale Spencer is a clever entertainer. Everyone appreciated the Ronald Mac items. The programme, although the “only free thing,” is all entertainment i n itself. Certainly the “Riddle of the Sphinx rule find many more having left their little wooden huts for the evening. It was produced in our Hall of delight. The “Florodoras" are progressing and rehearsing steadily for Wednesday night. Most of the garments are now tacked together! So things are nearly ready.

The Shakespearian Club have closed down for the summer months. “King Lear” having put the finishing touch. ■

Miss : ' Hussey and Miss Thompson were hostesses at a very enjoyable bridge evening on Thursday night. Those present were: Mrs H. Good, Mrs Glasgow, Mrs A. W. Budge, Miss Broad (Wellington), Miss G. Good (Hawera), Mrs Malfroy, Mrs Uniacke, Mrs D. Hill, Mrs W. Spence, Mrs J. S. Lyons, Mrs Syd. Pitt. Mrs Malfroy came first, Mrs Glasgow second. A very nice supper was done full justice to.

Priscilla writes from London that she was looking through the New Zealand section of the “Palace of Arts” at Wembley and found, in a prominent place of honor a delightful warer-color sketch of Dr. Dillon Carbery.. Of course, Stratford is always U) the fore, even at Wembley. Why not? Have yau read “Advisory Ben” by Lucas —quite readable, if nothing better to do. However, I think just now you should dust your “Boileau.’ Anyway look him up, as his birthday, although some few years passed, to wit 1636 —comes about this time, and he was a great Frenchman.

Do you care about “Larry Evans” scripts. They seem to think him “some kid” in his own home town, or at least in America. Have you read any of his? Mrs S. Macalister gave a charming little bridge evening on • Saturday, with a dainty supper. Mr* FookeA came first as prize winner.

Mrs Budge had some friends for bridge on Saturday afternoon. Foreman: “Come along, Murphy, and shift some bricks.” • Murphy: “But I ain’t feelin’ well. I’m all of a tremble.” Foreman: “Then you’d better lend ajiand with the sieve.” How goes the garden? Have you planted your “Susanne Paur,” or do you not like Cerise Carnations? Perhaps your plot resembles (like some others I wot of) the field of the unlucky forty steps, where nothing grew.

Mrs Macalister has left for a holiday in Wellington. Miss G. Broa ( ] (Wellington) is at present staying with Mrs Budge, and visiting the neighbourhood officially. Miss Good is on a visit to Mrs Budge.

Onions for soup flavourings and coloring.—Place four or five onions into a baking tin, mix equal quantities of moist sugar an<i butter together, ■and spread it over the top of the

onions. Place them in a slow oven, I baste them occasionally, and let them \ cook until they are almost black. | -When cold break them up and place them in a covered jar. They will keep a long time and may frequently be used to impart flavor and colour to soups, gravies and sauces. Turkish delight, the harem sweetmeat.—Boil three lbs of loaf sugar in a copper pan, with two pints of cold water. As soon as this boils and becomes clear, dissolve four and a half ozs of starch in a little watei and add it to the sugar gradually, stirring the while, and keep on stirring until the syrup has become a thick paste; then add half a cupful more of hot water, with a cup- ' ful of sweet bleached almonds chop- J ped into small pieces. Flavor with essence of lemon, or any other d e ? lr " ed flavoring. Prepare flat receptacles greased with a little fresh butter; pour out the mixture at least an inch in thickness. When cold cut into inch squares and dip them in plenty of powdered sugar. Pack in tin boxes and they will keep for a considerable time. I am like Burleigh in Mr Puff’s “Spanish Armada,” who had nothing left to sajy, so confined himself to 1 his memorable nod, which according to Mr Puff expressed volumes. A nod to you, my Tonia. VERONICA.