IN PASSING

Waikato Times, Volume 121, Issue 20278, 21 August 1937, Page 18 (Supplement)

IN PASSING

j Nates and Snapshots

Tops this week to a glorious frock of bourgainvillia waterwave taffeta with a huge spray of violet flowers at the neckline and a long matching coat with upstanding oollar to finish the ensemble. Another little afternoon frock I saw was delightfully quaint and attractive, In navy triple nlnon, with finely pleated skirt, and a crisp embroidered ruffle of white buttoned down the bodloe from the collar with tiny navy georgette buttons. Black and white flowered mousseline was caught carelessly with a scarlet swathe, finished with a scarlet posy at the neck, and topped with a saunter coat to match, and pearl grey flannel, made on tailored suit lines, with a blouse of gorgeous jade silk, and pearl grey semislouch hat, was a really distinctive model.

Looks as if the “ Butt ” In Mr Ebbutt’s name has incensed the Germans sufficiently to make them want to “butt” him out I

Being a short chapter entitled “Hints to Men.” (i) If cleaning evening shoes with blacking instead of the cream prescribed in the finer laws of etiquette, please wait till your partner wears a white frock and shoes. The blacking, carelessly kicked off on to either, is far more effective against a light background- (2) When smoking in the open air, always see that the wind is behind you, so that the ash finds a comfortable resting place on your companion’s frock. This Is a consideration for the ash that Is always appreciated. (3) If your friend has had a bad week, never say, “ My dear, how do you feel?” but “My dear, you look a positive ragl” This always makes one feel one’s brightest and best, and is an example of tact that cannot be bettered. Such small grievances, these things, but such a difference they make l

I see where the legality of certain Mexican marriages is a doubtful question at the moment. Looks as if the knot may be slipping a little ?

■Coat frocks seem to be coming back with a bang. I have seen dozens of them this last week with the displays of spring goods that are raising their heads in all shop windows. They are on more modern lines, of course, hut undoubtedly had their beginning in the good old style. And materials that we are going to wear are positively startling. There are rainbow coloured stripes and checks, and plaids that would make many a Scot grow cold’ with horror, and the flowers that are splashing dark materials are growing more huge and more lavish each time I look. It seems as If this will be a season without peer for gaiety and colour, and a change it will be to see decided colours after the pastels and sombre browns and dark greens in which we have perforce been living for the last few months.

Did you notice that Mrs Bonney had arrived at Capetown after a four-months’ flight from Australia? “My Bonnie flies over the Ocean t”

“ I feel sure there were two other parcels,” said Felicity, unloading.' “I got everything you told me.” “And a few that you didn’t,” said James, for which, l may say, I was forced to pay. I believe that, all told, I purchased two jars of marmalade, a dozen eggs, a set of baby clothes, a dozen handkerchiefs and a rubber cushion on which to garden. Felicity looked triumphant. “I knew there were two others,” she said. “Go and get them, James, there’s a dear. I forgot the cream sponge and the rubber cushion. They’re in the car.” I heard a car drawing up at the gate and looked out. “ The Cholntondcley - Smythes,” I said, “thank heaven for the sponge cake; do get the tea while I usher them in.” After twenty minutes of polite conversation I retired to the kitchen. “What have you got?” I -queried anxiously. “Toast,” said James, beaming. “LOTS of toast!” “But what happened to the sponge cake?” I said. Felicity looked up guiltily. “They were both round,” she said, “and I DID want to try the rubber cushion. 1 sat on the spongo by mistake 1” I was consumed by a dreadful gust of laughter. “Well, lake the toast in,” I gasped, “I’ll follow with the lea!” From the doorway I heard Mrs Cholmondeley-Smythe’s cultured accents. “Oh NO, my dear, I’m afraid I’m on SUCH a strict diet,

SOCIAL AFTERNOON.

FUNCTION AT TE RAPA. On Thursday, in the Te Rapa Hall, the local ladies organised a very successful afternoon in aid of the Presbyterian Church funds, preparatory to the Birthday Fair, to be held on September 28. The hall was tastefully decorated with daffodils. The hostesses were Mesdames Church, Primmer, Harwood and Monihan. In charge of the competitions' were Mesdames Bath, Pleass, Primmer, and Miss Harwood. The trading table was supervised by Mesdames McKenzie, Dow, Bickle and Fullerton. The winners of cooking competitions were: Decorated sponge, Mrs Church; shortbreaci, Mrs Leahy; pikelets, Miss P. Weir. Competitions were won by Mrs Spence (Ilorotiu), Mrs T. Barber (Te Rapa), Mesdames Harwood and W. Choat, and Miss Blackett (Whatawhata). The programme was given by ladies from Hamilton, as follows: Solos, Mrs \V. Drubc and Mrs G. Choat; elocution, Miss D. Brown. Mrs L. Takle was the accompanist. The Rev. S. .T. Atkins thanked the Indies for organising the happy function, from which the proceeds amounted to nearly £lO.