IN TOWN AND OUT

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 24, 20 April 1927, Page 4

IN TOWN AND OUT

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Mrs. R- Buckleton, of Wellington, is the guest of Mrs. J. V. M. Larner, of Remuera. * * * Mrs. R. M. Morrison, who has been visiting her daughter, Mrs. H. L. Barldon, Papatoetoe, left for Rotorua yesterday, where she will spend a few days before returning to Gisborne. Mr. and Mrs. Short are Auckland visitors to Wanganui. Miss Canning, of Auckland, is at present in Wanganui. * * * Mrs. A. L- Tomkins, of Hamilton, is a visitor to Auckland. * * * Miss Jessie Melvin was an Auckland visitor to Hamilton last week. * * * Mr. and Mrs. G. L. Bradley, of Auckland, are at present touring in the South Island. * * * Miss T. Monckton, of Hamilton, is at present visiting Auckland. Mr. and Mrs. Swann are Wellington visitors to Auckland and are staying at the Grand Hotel. Mr. and Mrs. Carlisle, of Christchurch, are among the guests at the Star Hotel. Dr. and Mrs. Campbell, of Whangarei, are at present in town and are staying at the Central Hotel. * * * Mr. and Mrs. D. E. R. Doughty returned to Wellington last evening after spending Easter in Auckland. Dr. and Mrs. Leslie Averill, of Christchurch, left last evening for the South. * * * Mrs. Day, wife of the GovernorGeneral’s private secretary, left for 'Wellington by the Limited last evening. • THE TOURNAMENT BALL A BRILLIANT SCENE From the moment the clocks struck eight last evening the crowds thronged into Scots Hall, it being the occasion of the tournament ball given by the Auckland University College Students’ Association, to mark the close of the Easter university tournament. Nearly 500 guests attended the function, and among them were many of the visiting students. , Mrs. Paterson, wife of Professor Paterson, the chairman of the Professorial Board, took the opportunity during the evening, to present the cups and shields won throughout the tournament. A fascinating scheme of decorations had been evolved —and from end to end of the big hall streamers flaunted the colours of the various universities, while on the walls were hung the college shields. An inviting lounge had been arranged on the stage, and here the beauty of palms and filmy ferns were added to the general air of cosiness. A wealth of flowers, palms and subtly coloured lights lent their intriguing beauty to the other rooms, while the supper room decorations were carried out in palest pink and autumn tones. Among the many present were the following: Mrs. Paterson, in exquisitely beaded mauve georgette. Mrs. Northcroft, palest green and beech brown georgetteMrs. A. Talbot, goblin-blue georgette with silver beading. Mrs. T. W. Leys, orchid-mauve georgette with touches of silver and shoulder posy of orchids. Mrs. F. P. Worley, cafe au lait georgette with handsome beading in bronze. Miss K. Horsley, iris-shaded georgete with silver. Miss Bourne, gown of black with moonlight embroideries. Miss West Watson, cameo pink taffeta. Mrs. Griffiths, brown georgette with golden lace. Miss Clarke, frock of silver lace adorned with little hand-made flowers. Miss N- Colbeck, sage-green frock of georgette. Miss D. Miller, shrimp-coloured brocaded taffeta. Miss Pearce, taffeta in absinthe green. » Miss Talbot, wild-rose pink charmeuse. Miss McCormack, fuschia-toned panne velvet. Miss M. Brown, pastel-blue brocaded taffeta. Miss Jackson, lace and charmeuse gown of golden tint. Miss Orbell, wall-flower shaded satin with touches of silver. iVliss P. Miller, maize taffeta with orange-red rib.bons. Miss Fletcher, gown of silver and japonica red. Miss Cook, opal-blue taffeta. Miss Hitchens, lacquer red georgette trimmed with gold. Miss Gilmour, ravenswing blue panne velvet. Miss Molloy, rose du Barri georgette trimmed with silver tissue. Miss Eddowes, fuschia-toned georgette. Miss D. Allan, sequined gown of rose and silver. Miss Leonard, prunelle satinMiss West Watson, ashes of roses georgette. Miss Wilson, beaded peach-toned taffeta. Miss Sheppard, lettuce-green taffeta. A DECORATION FOR CAKES To decorate the top of sponges and cakes with coloured castor sugar is a simple and inexpensive idea which appeals greatly to the nursery folk. Vegetable dyes, which may be bought from any grocer, are quite harmless. Spread the sugar on a sheet of kitchen paper, sprinkle a few drops of the dye on top, and then work it in with a knife till an even colour is obtained. When dry it is ready for use. A lai'ge quantity may be prepared and stored in a glass jar against future use.

MUNDANE MUSINGS

MUD—AND DUST—AND MARTHA! Remember Martha? She was an over-careful soul, wasn’t she, as regards the little fiddling things of life? Many daughters has she left in the world. And the poor daughters of Martha, seeking perfection in their households, often miss the greatest perfection of all. That of course is peace. What does it matter if the greenhasn’t called? Greengrocers are as liable to error as ordinary human beings. Yet the true daughter of Martha will fret and fume as though instead of two tuppeny bunches of radishes going astray, the bottom of the world had dropped out, and should the fish not arrive for dinner she is on the verge of distraction. True, there was one great cook, Vatel (that was his name, wasn’t it?), the Royal Cook to the King of France, who, because the Royal fishlets had not arrived for the Royal dinner, fell upon his trusty sword and wiped out the foul stain upon his culinary honour. But that was a great and important matter, and did not compare with the average “Martha’s” two slices of groper that didn’t turn up. Of recent years doctors have begun to 'discover that the influence of Martha is not very good for young children. It was a doctor at a big English hospital who recently entered a protest against the eternal warnings of Martha to her children—the “Willis, don’t do this,” and “Willie! don’t do that,” and “Willie, you will hurt yourself!” kind of warnings. At the hospital, which is for children only, they don’t deal much in fads, so the protest of the doctor may be regarded as being something more than a medical fad. He found that the perpetual and tireless smacking and warning of little Willie against imaginary dangers of the streets gradually bites in on Willie’s youthful nerve, just as the constant dripping of water wears away a stone. So, when real danger comes, Willie’s nerve does not respond to the occasion, and the very danger against which he has been warned so many needless times catches him unawares and unready to dodge. Modern conditions of life—especially domestic life—which is made up of little things—call for a certain largeness and carelessness of mind, which refuses to be worn by silly details. Why get in a frightful fuss if the piano hasn’t been properly dusted once in a while? Dust is natural. Dust is part of nature’s outfit in the world, and nature can get along even if the piano is dusty. If the daughter of Martha couid only educate herself up to a little dust all would be well. But she will make as much fuss over an atom of dust on the piano as was made over the ruin of empires in the olden days. And worst of all, the daughter of Martha is not content with worrying herself. She has to worry other folk, too. That is why a cheerful and amiable, albeit ever so untidy, housewife is always more popular than the true daughter of Martha, who lives at war with nature and everyone who tries to be comfy when they’re near her. Any baby knows more than Martha. Give a baby enough rope arvd he’lJ find a nice patch of mud and make himself mud pies. Some of the mud he’ll smear on his little clothes, some he will rub on his golden head, and if lie’s got enough of the delicious gormy mud left he’ll rub it in his sister’s sunny curls. That baby is right. Pie’s living in harmony with nature. He plays with nature’s first plaything—mud. Later on when he’s promoted to stones he will put a stone through the drawingroom window of the daughter of Martha. Later still, he’ll be dropping cigarette ash on her carpets and using her cushions for their obvious purposes . . . things that no Martha can see done and yet retain her limited amount of sanity. Then the bottom of the world will drop out again, for the daughter of Martha, who is worried by little things, cannot see the beautiful disorderly golden sunset that is spilling its gold everywhere, even to the dust on top of the piano that lies thick enough to take the written inscription: — “Don’t worry over nothing!” —H.M. AMBASSADORS CLUB CHEERY DANCE The Click Clack Cabaret was the scene last evening of a cheery little private dance organised by the Ambassadors Dance Club. Swaying Japanese lanterns . . . palms in shady corners ... and masses of gay flowers . . . all added their charm to the cabaret, while soft shaded lights whispered their invitation to the cosy lounge that is perhaps the Click Clack’s most artistic corner. Shorland’s orchestra provided lilting music, to the strains of which everyone danced happily. Among those present were: Mrs. Howard Norton in gown of Alice blue, with rose and silver sequins. Miss Rotherham, japonica red crepe de chine. Miss Dulcy Hatcher, ivory georgette, with deep fringe trimming. Miss Annie Hatcher, white souple satin, with touches of blue. Miss Watkins, lacquer red panne velvet. Miss E. Burrell, dainty frock of pink taffetas, with palest blue. Miss Hewson, white crepe de chine and silver lace. Miss V. Bates, lettuce green georgette, with charming white shawl. Miss L. Corfield, coral pink taffetas. Miss Taylot, wild-rose taffetas. Miss Cunningham, petalled frock of black georgette, with tight bodice. Miss Lee, gown of geranium red. Miss Webb, silver lame frock. Miss Ashcroft, Thames, frock of cream georgette, with palest pink shawl. Miss Hetherington, Thames, pink ninon, with silver embroidery. Miss Grant, rose pink georgette. Miss C. Meredith, poudre blue georgette. Miss K. McCarthy, leaf green georgette, trimmed with sequins. Miss Gregson, pink georgette over silver tissue.

Medical opinion affirms that there is no finer body builder and disease resister than Beef Suet. Domestic opinion confirms that there is no finer form of suet than “SHREDDO” —already chopped for use. Get a small trial packet from your Grocer—it keeps fresh for months.—2.