IN TOWN AND OUT

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 12, 5 April 1927, Page 4

IN TOWN AND OUT

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NOTES

Mrs. A. E. Smith, of Christchurch, is at present visiting Auckland. Miss Dorrie Davis, of Takapuna, returned by the Niagara after a visit to England and the Continent. Mrs. X. Nelson and Miss Nelson have returned to Wellington after visiting Auckland. Mrs. Entrican, who has been visiting Wellington, has gone to visit friends in Wanganui before returning to Auckland. Lady Lockhart will leave Auckland next week for a visit to Christchurch. Mr. and Mrs. U. T. Merritt have returned to Auckland after a visit to Wellington. Miss Dawson and Mrs. Grant-Cowan, the two Auckland ladies who made the run in their own car to the TJrewera udth the Auckland Automobile Association, greatly enjoyed their trip, and Miss Dawson, who is an experienced driver, intends to return at a later date, and take more time over the journey, so that she may see more of the scenic wonders of that part of the country. Miss E. Williams and Miss H. Herrick, who have been staying at the Grand Hotel, have returned to Hastings.

Mr. and Mrs. Nicholls, of England, who are at present touring New Zealand, have left the Grand Hotel for a visit to Wellington. * * * Mr. and Mrs. Palmer have returned to Waverley after a visit to Auckland. Mrs. Clarkson, of Christchurch, is a guest at the Hotel Cargen. Mr. and Mrs. Meek, of Dunedin, who were guests at the Central Hotel, have returned to Dunedin. *. Mr. and Mrs. Goudie, of Rotorua, who were visitors to Auckland, have returned home. Miss M. Allan, of Morrinsville, is at present staying at the Grand Hotel. Mr. A. Milne and Miss I. Milne, of London, are among the guests at the Grand Hotel. Mrs. J. Craig and Mrs. N. Jones, who were in Auckland to attend the Dominion convention of the W.C.T.U., returned to New Plymouth on Saturday.

DELIGHTFUL CONCERT

LYCEUM CLUB FUNCTION The musical circle of the Lyceum Club held an open evening last night, when the entertainment took the form of a very pleasing vocal and instrumental concert. The lounge, in which the concert was given, was beautifully decorated with autumn berries and flowers in all the rich tones of the season, making an attractive setting for the many dainty frocks worn by the members and their friends who attended. The performers included Misses Amy Stevenson, Berta Carr, Lloyd, Anderson, Laura Stone, Mesdames Hobday, Robertson, Madam St. James and Mr. Watson. Misses Maida Hooker, Alice Law and Amy Thompson played a number of accompaniments. Those present included Mrs. W. IT. Parkes, wearing a gown of black charmeuse, cut on gracious lines and effectively trimmed with diamante and a tiny shoulder posy; Miss Alice Law, in a sequined gown of black georgette over black satin; Miss Janet Murray, wearing black georgette, trimmed with lace and fine pleating; Mrs. R. T. Tosswill (Christchurch) in a frock of black georgette with which was embroidered a striking pattern in red and white beads; Mrs. W. E. Bush, black georgette with a pretty inlet vest of blue and chenille embroideries; Miss Amy Stevenson, gown of russet velvet, with front panel and inset flares of a lighter tone; Miss Maida Hooker, bois de rose

crepe de chine with fawn trimming; Miss Berta Carr, black gown, cut on straight lines and finished with a large shoulder rose of palest tints; Madam St. James, frock of black georgette with flowing sleeves, and touches of Oriental coloured embroidery, and striking head-dress composed of pearls; Mrs. Hobday, dainty frock of kingfisher crepe de chine, trimmed with circlets of tiny flowers at low waist-line; Miss Laura Stone, gown of deep mulberry velvet with loose panel of gold lame caught at shoulder and hip with small flowers; Miss Anderson, frock of palest pink crepe de chine with marabout trimming tit hem and silver flowers: Mrs. Ivin near, frock of navy with touches of royal blue; Mrs. Walton, amber-tinted crepe de chine with tiny cluster of blue flowers on shoulder; Mrs. Whitley, gown of black satin with shawl of pale blue; Miss Lloyd, pastel tinted blue frock with self-trimming; Mrs. Robertson, palest lemon ,frock, made with deep flounces on skirt; Miss McGowan, frock of fawn crepe de chine with floral sleeves and facings; Miss Amy Thompson, pale green crepe de chine with sleeves of georgette; Miss Robertson, black georgette with touches of royal blue; Miss Law, gown of georgette embossed in blue and pink squares; Mrs. Fish, frock of fawn georgette and handsome white lace scurf, and a large number of others. At the conclusion of the concert Mrs. Parkes expressed her appreciation, on behalf of tjie members, to Miss Alice Law, who arranged the concert, and to all the performers who had contributed so many enjoyable items. Mrs. Parkes mentioned that Miss Law had spoken of resigning from the position of convenor of the musical circle, but the fact that she gave the other club members such musical treats as this concert had been, Mrs. Parkes felt would quite prevent her from being allowed to do so. It was announced that the next meeting of the musical circle would be held on May 2, and would take the form of a Schubert evening, when, in addition to musical items, a paper will be read by Miss Law on Schubert. A dainty supper was then served, and the evening terminated after a happy little interval spent in informal intercourse.

PONSONBY CROQUET CLUB

A very pleasant afternoon was spent on the Ponsonby croquet lawns on Saturday afternoon, when Mrs. Worsfold, a vice-president of the club, entertained the members. Progressive croquet was played during the afternoon, the prizes being won by Mrs. Snedden (first), Miss Brown (second), in the A grade, and Mrs. W. Chapman (first) and Mrs. Falconer (second) in the B grade. A dainty afternoon tea was served, and Mrs. Adams, on behalf of the members, expressed her appreciation of Mrs. Worsfold’s' hospitality.

BACK TO THE BEAUX FOR DRESS NOVELTY

! The “fob’’ chain or ribbon that ac- i | eompanied the beaux of the eighteenth or nineteenth centuries is with us again, and many women are wearing it dangling out of the little side pocket of their tailored coats or frocks. Often the pocket is embroidered with the owner’s monoFormerly the fashion was a single seal or a whole bunch of them on a chain or ribbon; the modern belle prefers an amusing little figure, a bunch of china flowers, a beautifully worked little metal disc or a bit of | carved jade, amber, cornelian, or any of the less precious stones that happen to match the colouring of her waistcoat or suit. A tall, slim Paris - i a n actress a n d leader of fashion who wears the best tailor-mades in the world first revived the fashion. Unlike most French women, she prefers her clothes severe and “classic,” refusing even the most seductive jumpers and blouses unless they conform to the simple lines that should always distinguish the tailor-made. A woman wearing a fob recently also wore an “ear buttonhole,” a single white camellia being fixed over her left ear under the edge of her hat.

Mundane Musings

Talking of Husbands I sometimes go into the editorial office of this paper—-not without a certain amount of nervousness—l can’t help it. The very titles of some people reduce my knees to the collapsible condition of the knees of dolls. Bank managers, bishops, editors—what aweinspiring- terms! However, as I said, I sometimes find the necessary courage to enter the door and mount the stairs. Things go happily enough unless I get bunkered by some such question as: “Well, Emma, what do you think about husbands?” I ask you, now—what can I think about husbands? Might as well be asked what I think about the Milky Way. I suppose there have been as many husbands as there are stars in the Milky Way. They stretch down the space's of time, from the man who clubbed his woman on the head and dragged to his hut, down to the last obliging hubby who opens a bank account for his wife and dries the pots and pans while she washes up. I simply fled from the office and out into the street, and got scooped into the first bus I met on the Strand. I didn’t know where it was going, but I bought a .twopenny ticket, says an English writer. Nobody was on top except an old gentleman with white hair. As he appeared to have lived a long while, and must have met a lot of people, I tapped him on the shoulder, apologetically, and said: “Would you mind telling me, sir, what you think about husbands?” “Well, I’m dashed!” he replied, removing his hat and wiping his head with a jazzy sort of bandana. “So am I,” I confided to him. “What sort of husbands, madam?” “That’s my trouble, too. There are so many sorts. There are, of course, husbands you meet, husbands you dream about, and husbands you live with.” “True,” he said. “I should think the easiest sort to talk about would be husbands you meet.” “You are right,” I agreed, much relieved. That will reduce the number, too—make them feel less like the Milky Way. Saves me from becoming personal, also, if I exclude the husbands we live with and the husbands of our dreams.” I discovered that I had come two miles out of my course, so I thanked him and descended from the bus. Now, about those husbands I have met. My impression is that the girls of this generation haven’t much to grumble about. I don’t think there are many tyrannical married men today, like those of our grandfathers’ time —men who ordered their womenfolk about, and, when thwarted or annoyed, were liable to throw a leg of mutton across the room. The husband of to-day, with his “Cheerio!” and his ability to do a bit of cooking in an emergency, or to swing a duster around, to say nothing of subduing the baby, is far removed from the pompous head of the household of the last , century. Yes, the husbands I have met are friendly, companionable creatures! AND THAT’S THAT! Question-asking is a torture to face; the questioner ought to be shot, not at dawn, for that is merciful, but at high noon. And so, if one dare be justifiably rude, it would be sensible to look a little vacant and murmur fatuously: “Well, that’s that, you see,” to tiresome queries. But, so far, no one has dared to be so wisely foolish; they pretend to be deaf, or they conscientiously try to dig up lucid replies, or they give offence by rude words.

Therefore one pleasant use of the phrase is quite overlooked. Well, the usual one is convenient and expressive. We get through a call on a pet aversion and find her away; we reply to a difficult letter in a way we think very brainy; we do all sorts of things in fact, and sigh when we have finished that “that was distinctly that.” But one has to earn the phrase; even the slacker knows this; he or she must get through with whatever is on hand or they have no right to pronounce this adorable verdict. It is a wordy reward for something really accomplished and done. Like all really interesting phrases which one finds useful as well as catchy, no one can tell the origin of “that’s that.” So- the inventor has to go unrewarded to his grave; but no one so truly human would ever regret a futile load of granite, or a razzledazzle, jazzle, modern stained-glass window to commemorate his contribution to the words of a workaday world. The really interesting—-our-selves amongst them—are usually the anonymous. ROTORUA NOTES (From Our Own Correspondent.) ROTORUA, To-day. A very enjoyable bridge party was given by Mrs. Paterson, wife of Mr. Paterson, on Saturday evening in honour of the departure of Sister Cussen, who is leaving the Sanatorium next week to take up further training.’ Mrs. Paterson received her guests in salmon-pink embossed georgette. Among the guests present were Miss Cussen, the guest of honour, in pale blue taffeta; Miss Andrew, matron of the Sanatorium, in henna crepe de chine; Miss McGee in black georgette trimmed with sequins; Miss Mactier in black crepe de chine; Miss Muller in a dress of apricot lace, and Miss Wrigley in yellow georgette. A china gift evening was given by the Misses Sinclair, on behalf of the St. Luke’s Girls’ Guild, on Saturday evening for Miss I>. Halkett, who is to be married at the end of this month. There were many beautiful gifts given and the evening was passed in competitions and games.