The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1899-07-09
PERSONAL AND SOCIETY
Ak EASTERN SUGGESTION AS TO
SERVING PUNCH.
Each Individual to Prepare His own
Other Gossip of Polite
Affairs.

This Is one Of the enticing hints for the
table given by an Eastern paper: Newport
punch Is the beverage most in favor just
now at fashionable luncheons. If mixed
In a punch bowl II seems 20 lose its flavor.
and as some like II sweeter than others, II
Is considered quite the thing for each person
10 prepare the punch at table. Put large
bIass bowl filled with Clipped ice on the
table fanked on either side by a glass jug
or pitcher. one containing cold Oolong and
the other cold Sooshong English breakfasD
tea Place jugs Of claret, bowls OF fine SUI
gar and dishes Of sliced lemons also on the
table, and punch glasses and spoons at each
plate. This is the way to make the punch:
Eli each glass one-third full with claret,
add a little over third OF tea. sweeten
70 taste, add the Ice and slice Of lemon.
II Is a cool and refreshing drink"
Most OF the people who think they have
simple tastes would probably find them as
difficult 10 crafty as those OF the man thus
described by writer In the New York Com
mercial Advertiser:
mo, I haven't extravagant tastes" said
he with the gay scarf twisted around his
soft gray hat. II really don't envy the
men who have yachts. i don't care button
about coaching. 1 never go TO the races.
I'm not fond enough of society to entertain
much. 1 like work. and a little pleasure
now and then to keep me from getting dull"
well. what would you like TO do to-day.
II you could plan the days pleasure?" asked
the girl who adores golf. wakes enthusiastic
over wheeling, worships yachts and goes
into ectasies over swimming.
oh. something quite simple. think I'd
like hammock swung between two big,
L. rrcr1
10 the ground to shield me from the sun
shine. but which were high enough to permit
me vista OF white beach and blue. dancing
water. 1 should like a silk cushion under
my head and the perfume or flowers around
me-honeysuckles and roses and geranium.
with perhaps a suggestion Of heliotrope and
nnignonette. Il the sea were too far away
TO permit me to hear the splash OF the
waves on the beach. should want little
laughing brooklet near enough for me to
enjoy its music. Robins songs, too, should
u,ingle with the chant Of honey-gathering
bees. I should be quite content / would
not want any human soul near me. Nature
would be sufficient for all the needs of my
mind and soul. OF course, I would like
table handy. with a cup Of something iced
and sparkling on 1t, and fan. a new book or
magazine. and dish of fruit as incidentals.
Then am sure would be satisfied. I have
such simple tastes. it's easy to make me
happy
Here Is what somebody says. not very
elegantly but quite correctly. concerning the
art or dinner giving: 'sThe tact for getting
just the eight people together is the first art
In dinner giving There is nothing In So
clety so agreeable as a dinner of the right
people. and there is nothing so miserable as
dinner Of the wrong people that does not
60. The talk must necessarily be general;
q private talk at dinner kills It; duet
to be agreeable must be to a certain extent
confidential, and confidence Is not a condi-
ment that adds flavor. Everybody need not
be a good talker. Two good takers will do
and the rest should be good listeners. and
be able TO chip in once in WHILE
49,
Now that II Is becoming the fashion for
women to remove their hats in churches as
well as In the theater. and now that women
are wearing several varieties OF hats closely
resembling those worn by men, accidents
are likely to happen This possibility was
recognized by man Of whom the following
tale Il told by the Chicago Evening Post:
Once upon q time 1t happened that Clar-
assa, In leaving friends house, took what
she supposed to be her own sailor hat from
the hall stand. when the son OF the house
said plaintively: Take my heart, but
spare me my new hat Miss Clarissa." I
thought Of this. when last Sunday In
church. the man In the pew In front set his
hat down upside down on the seat. There
was something written inside the crown,
and the next time we stood up leaned over
and read It. Here is the inscription: