IN TOWN AND OUT

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 19, 13 April 1927, Page 4

IN TOWN AND OUT

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Mr. and Mrs. W. Brunton are Auckland visitors to Hamilton. Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Hurdley, of Christchurch, are among the guests at Cargen. Mr. and Mrs. Orton, of Wanganui, are staying at the Grand Hotel. * HMr. and Mrs. J. Morris, of Paeroa, are visiting Auckland, and are staying at the Royal Hotel. Mr. and Mrs. J. Howard, of Te Araroa, are guests at the Central Hotel. Mix and Mrs. G. Townsend, of Hamilton. are staying at the Commercial Hotel. Mrs. and Miss A. Ramsay, of Wellington, are staying at the Central Hotel. Mr. A. Sorley and Miss R. Sorley, of Hamilton, are staying at the Commercial Hotel. Mrs. S. J. Davenport, of Te Kuiti, is staying at the Central Hotel. Mr. and Mrs. R. Reid, of Palmerston North, lire among the guests at the Hotel Cargen. Mrs. L. Goldenberg. of Sydney, is visiting Auckland, and is staying at the Grand Hotel. Mr. and Mrs. Valentine Smith are Te Kuiti visitors to Auckland, and are staying at the Central Hotel. Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Derry, of Perth, W.A., are guests at the Grand Hotel. Mrs. M. O’Gradv, of Hamilton, is staying at the Star Hotel. Mrs. C. R. Kerr, of Te Kuiti, is a guest at the Central Hotel. Mrs. and Miss Mitchell, of Stratfield, Australia, are staying at the Grand Hotel. Lady Wolseley, wife of Sir Charles Wolseley, Bart., of Wolseley, Staffordshire, left Auckland for a visit to Rotorua yesterday. After a brief stay in Wellington Lady Wolseley will return to England via Panama. * * * Mr. and Mrs. and Miss Summermier and Miss Jerbyn, who have been spending some tirrte fishing in New Zealand waters and have latterly spent six weeks in Auckland, leave from Wellington on Thursday on the return voyage to their home in America. Mr. and Mrs. A. Fernleigh, who have been touring New Zealand, left yesterday by the Niagara for their home in Southport, England. Mr. and Mrs. R. W. Morrow, of Christchurch, were passengers by the Niagara yesterday en route for England and the Continent. Mrs. K. Rutherford is an Auckland visitor to Rotorua. Mrs. Desmond Williams, of Te Awamutu, is in town for the Easter holidays. Mrs. Fox Rogers is at present in Rotorua. * * * Dr. Margaret Knight, who has been attending the conference of Girl Guides in Christchurch, has returned to Auckland. * * ■* Mr. and Mrs. Trevor Holmden leave to-morrow by car for a visit to Wanganui. Mrs. R. Buckleton, of Wellington, will arrive in Auckland this week on a visit to her mother, Mrs. V. J. Larner, Elmstone, Remuera Road. Mrs. H. Goldie leaves town on Thursday for the Easter vacation. Mr. and Mrs. T. Buddie sail by the Marama to-morrow for Sydney en route for India. Mrs. J. H. Reyburn left by the Niagara yesterday for an extended visit to England and the Continent. Dr. and Mrs. S. A. Gibbs, of Nelson, left yesterday by the Niagara for a visit to Canada. * * * Mrs. P. Oliphant is an Auckland visitor to Rotorua. Mr. and Mrs. Beaumont Smith left from Wellington yesterday for a visit to Sydney. WHANGAREI WEDDINGS DREADON—LUPTON The gleam of silver tissue roses cunningly blended with silvery lace conspired to add their intriguing beauty to the . gown of ivory crepe de chine worn by Florence Joyce, the second daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Dreadon, of Parahi, Matakohe, when she became the bride recently of Hubert, son of the late Mr. Roger and Mrs. Lupton, of Whangarei. The marriage was solemnised at the Methodist Church, Paparoa, by the Rev. H. S. Kings. Tiny orange blossoms were formed into a dainty coronet to surmount the bridal veil, exquisitely hand-embroid-ered tulle, that cascaded with the grace and beauty of a waterfall over her delightful gown. Shell pink crepe de chine, over which wandered captivating hand embroidery, fashioned the dainty frock worn by the bridesmaid, Miss Cecily Lupton. A pretty hat of a deeper shade of pink charmingly complemented her frock. Mr. Alex Clark-Walker acted as best man. The Garrison Hall was the scene of the reception after the ceremony, when many relatives and guests were entertained at the wedding breakfast. The bride’s mother wore a handsome gown of black silk marocain, and a smartly contrasting hat, while the toilette chosen by the mother of the bridegroom was of black charmeuse trimmed with lace and sequins, and worn with a black hat. After the honeymoon trip Mr. and Mrs. Lupton will make their home at Parahi. The bride being a descendant of a well-known pioneer family, and the bridegroom a son of the late Mr. Lupton, so long a well-beloved headmaster o: the Whangarei High School, and a

in an with high records of New Zealand’s educational system, makes the wedding a more than usualy interesting one. HARTNELL—YOUNG A wedding was quietly solemnised at the Anglican Church, Whangarei, recently, between Miss E. M. J. Young, Tinlv daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Young, of Walton Street, Whangarei, and Air. Alan Hartnell, of Waiotira, eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hartnell, Waikiekie. The bride, who entered the church on the arm of her father, loQked very charming and dainty in her bridal gown of pearl satin, trimmed with silver and palest pink. Twin circlets of orange blossom caught her lovely veil, or- which appeared dainty touches of pink and silver. A. beautiful bouquet was a fitting accessory to her charming frock. Miss Nita Hartnell, a sister of the bridegroom, attended as bridesmaid, wearing a pretty frock of beige lace over pink, and a charming hat trimmed with harmonising ospreys. A reception was held at the home of the bride, when a number of guests were present. Mr. and Mrs. Hartnell left by car for a wedding tour. They will make their future home in Waiotira. THE IMPORTANCE ’ OF BEING BEAUTIFUL ’Tis a very important thing indeed! Even those people who agree with the old saying that “beauty is only skin deep” cannot dispute the seduction of a lovely youthful figure. The galaxy of still slimmer frocks that appear each season imperiously command Milady to compliment their svelte lines with more lissom grace than ever before, and that she may go her way in the utmost chic and supple grace, it is essential that she be slim. An interesting way of slimming has been introduced to Auckland by Miss Dosae Stoddart, the well-known young dancing teacher. Her system consists of a series of rhythmical exercises set to music, and should prove a popular one indeed.

The method is just as good for those who wish to lose but a few pounds as for those whose overweight is . very considerable, and apart from its reducing powers, should be an excellent general tonic and health-builder. For many women sports are too strenuous, patent “flesh-dissolving” medicines are ever things to be regarded warily, but the balancing, harmonising motions comprising Miss Stoddart’s. course should develop and exercise every portion of one’s body until one had achieved the glow of perfect figure-beauty. And think of the frocks that those few horrid little extra pounds of avoirdupois prevent so many of us from wearing! Altho’ ’twould not be desirable to be thin . . . yet how much preferable to being too, too fat! Even women who live at a distance from town may benefit by Miss Stoddart’s lessons, for she has prepared a comprehensive postal course of instruction that is simple and yet quite as effective as her personal tuition could be.

CABARETS THE MUSICAL BOXAmong those present at the opening of the Musical Box Cabaret last evening were: Mr. and Mrs. McPhee, Mr. and Mrs. Nettleton, Mr. and Mrs. Kirby, Mr. and Miss Esdale, Mrs. McArthur, Mrs. Mason, Misses Muir, Barr, Collins, Sheriff, Goodhew, Gordon-Cum-ming, G. Hirst, H. Knowles, B. Knowles, E. Neave, Whitfield, Messrs. Thomas, Telford, A. Smith, Parker, Fraser, Jackson, Wheatcroft, Mcßrearty, T. Wood, Grace, Coughan, Lewis and many others. AGEING HANDS A youthful face but old-looking hands! How often one sees them; a worhan With a face that might easily pass for 35, but whose hands proclaim her 50. Even comparatively young women often have old-looking hands, for the finer and more delicate the skin, the quicker it becomes lined and wrinkled. To keep the hands soft and youthful they should be massaged and “creamed” every day. The massage can be given at any odd time when an opportunity occurs, for it is not necessary to apply the cream at the same time. When massaging the hands, use the first finger and thumb of one hand to massage the fingers of the other, and work from the tips of the fingers to -the base, working at the sfdes. This keeps the fingers slim, and prevents the knuckles from becoming enlarged. Then, using the first, second, and third fingers of one hand, massage the back of the other. When “creaming” the hands put a small lump of whichever cream is used on the palm of the right hand, and work it well into the back and fingers of the left hand, and treat the right hand in the same way, using the palm of the left hand. This should be done every night, then the skin dusted with fine oatmeal, while if very neglected it is best to apply the cream night and morning, wiping off in the morning with a towel. To whiten and soften the skin, a few drops of simple tincture of benzoin should be added to the water used for washing the hands.

MUNDANE MUSINGS

“Where the apple reddens, never pry, Lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I!“ Do you remember that poem? It is so true that many Edens are daily lost because Eve will insist on prying. Xot content with the perfect flower of happiness which Fate places fervently in her hand, she begins to drag it to pieces to be examined and discussed. She wants to know if it is really as beautiful as it pretends to be. if it will be the same to-morrow as it was yesterday, how it came into being, and why! Adam, being a greater philosopher than Eve, shrugs his broad shoulders and says: ‘‘Why worry?” He takes what blessings the gods send him, unquestioningly and unconditionally. He does not even try to understand. If only wives would be as wise as this, life would be magnificently simple. For Ever and Ever! A man takes for granted that the happiness he has found will be his for ever. Having been told once or twice by the girl of his choice that she loves him, he will go on believing that she loves him year in and year out without ever asking her to repeat the magicwords. Women are different. It is because of this unfortunate sixth sense of ours which we call intuition that we are often so desperately unhappy. It is not sufficient for Jack to tell Jill once and for all time that he adores her. She will want him to repeat it again and again, with exactly the same ring in his voice and the very same look in his eyes, week after week until “death do them part!” The Settling Down of Love When his kisses became a little rarer and more perfunctory, as they must inevitably do with the passage of time, no matter how deeply he may love her, she begins to doubt him. She spends sleepless nights remembering the days when he held her as if he could never let her go—she remembers how he used to call her “darling one” as compared with his now habitual “old thing.” She thinks it all over until the thing becomes a tragedy in her mind. What is really only a mellowing and settling down of love she takes to be indifference. She pries into the secret places of her man’s heart, she pries into the meaning of his words, finding a hundred insinuations which do not exist. Asking for Trouble The average man is a very simple, blunt sort of creature. He usually says what he means or says nothing at all. Unlike a woman, he does not say what he hopes she will think he means. Masculine minds are utterly incapable of these terrible subtleties, and I strongly recommend all wives to retain their married happiness by not worrying over this lack. Prying takes other forms! Women have been known to peep into their husbands’ pockets and to read the entries in their note-books. This is simply asking for trouble. I knew a woman, says an English writer, who had been happily married for several years until one day, while brushing her husband’s coat, she came across his pocket diary. Curiosity caused her to turn the pages and against one date she' read the words: “Holly Love —arrive to-day.” She nearly fainted with the shock, and then she “remembered” all sorts of things! After that nothing the poor man did or said was right. She used to lie awake at night hoping that he would talk in his sleep. But the dear man having a clear conscience, slept as quietly as a little boy, and his foolish wife would still be stewing in her selfmade misery, had she not overheard him speaking on the telephone. “I want to know why that Holly Love did not arrive to-day,” he said. No, I don’t want a Horothy Perkins. I saw this new Holly Love rose at the show and liked it ” Oh, Eve! How very nearly you lost your Eden!

ALL ABOUT CHILDREN’S CLOTHES A charming little French mother of my acquaintance, when asked whether she hoped her new baby would be a boy or whether she wanted a girl, replied, “Well, my ’usban’ say he like a boy. Me, I prefaire a girl—more nice for dress.” We smiled at the true Parisian’s longing for an opportunity to use her skilful needle. Yet I fancy many a mother, especially with her first baby, fairly revels in the exquisite, tiny garments. There is a temptation to overdress the baby,, whose needs are met by the simplest of clothing provided it is spotless, well cut, and warm but light. On the other hand, when the baby develops into the school girl, many mothers seem to feel that it is scarcely worth while to “fuss” over clothes that will soon be outgrown. One sees Mary going about with her underwaist peering through a great gap where, in her strenuous play, a button has popped off. Louise is wearing a gingham which was once lavender, but is now a sad and dubious drab. Ethel’s slender shoulders are being dragged down by ill-adjusted garters and Tom is clad in trousers so tight that they look as if he were in danger of being cut in two lengthwise—a state of affairs not only uncomfortable but one which causes a dangerous chafing and irritation. Many a busy mother feels that if the children are suitably dressed on Sunday, “any old thing” is good enough for the rest of the week, says a wellknown American writer. Of course no one advocates elaborate, fussy clothing for children. We do not wish to make them vain, nor do we want them to give up mudpies, climbing and rough, healthful games because they might spoil their clothes. Yet there is a real and potentially helpful influence in clothing. A witty woman author once said that the consciousness of being suitably dressed gives a moral support that th« consolations of religion are powerless to afford! Certain it is that the child who not only goes to Sunday School neatly and prettily clad, but who, on schooldays, and, even at play, wears simple, clean, becoming dresses that are whole and large enough, and of the right length, that child, we may feel sure, is on the way to self-respect, neatness, and good taste. Every child really ought to have three or more dresses suited to three types of occasions, a “best” or “dress up” costume for Sunday and gala days; a simpler, more practical one for school, and an old (but neat and whole) one for rough and dirty play It is a mistake to let children play in their school clothing. It means either that the clothing hampers the play or that the play ruins the clothing. Even when washable clothes are worn, rents and tears are liable to occur, and if dirt is ground in and the garment is extremely dirty before tubbing, it will speedily fade beyond any possibility of restoration. There is no more reason why Sallie should play in her school dress than that Mother should do the sweeping in her walking costume or that‘Father should paint the fence in his office clothes. Clean, attractive, comfortable, suitable clothing will help to train our children in neatness, good taste, and self-respect.