CHRYS COMES TO TOWN

NZ Truth, Issue 1196, 1 November 1928, Page 21

CHRYS COMES TO TOWN

DEAR Old Pixie, — Do you remember Chrys, whose bridesmaid I was three months ago? 1 Well, she and the partner m crime have been living m furnished digs., but just lately they've removed to some strange place m the backblocks where everyone sits^ strewn around chewing straws till sundown and then says "Boi Goom!" and goes to bed. ..'■..'■ The point was that she couldn't even go to bed, because there was no furniture at all m the new house. So she left, her husband parked peaceably, on a benzine box and sped down here to buy some scenic effects. . .-■■■'■■•■■ The first seen ic\ effect we jsaw was a, black-and-white race frock with a parasol to'- match; and as, after all, it's a crime Ito come to Wellington m race week' and never go near the course— and still more of the same to go looking like Cousin Caroline from the country — we bought that, little bit of Paris. , i ■■■'■-■ . After that we felt. practical and got an eggrbeater, a potato-masher, a coffee-strainer and some fire-irons at the same shop. She's teaching the husband to cook, so they should all be useful. • Then we went to a furniture shop and saw a wonderful drawingroom' suite, dark blue and with golden leaves round its edges. The furniture man wanted more at first than we'd thought of paying for everything, but finally he. said: "Seventy pounds— may the Lord; help me." So Chrys said:- "I'll take it— may the Lord help me!" and we christened the suite "Lord help us!" and sent it to the backblocks. She doesn't seem to think now that Thelped" with the shopping at all, and is quite sure, when her husband sees the fire-irons, that he will say: "All the better to beat you ; with, my dear." But my intentions were perfectly pure and all that— Wearily, TAFFY.