Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-02-23

No, she DOESN'T, he protested. giving the pad
ding in his uniform tight squeeze.
She wasn't seated in what she considers the
proper order of precedence, and now she is mad be-
cause she didn't get down the stairs ahead of the
navy sy,,.,
lord, is but sadly true commentary the hap
hazard way play dominoes with the guests at
official entertainments. We bak a table of
precedence as slur on democratic ndividualsm;
but we resort to personal feuds and undignifed
scrambles because we won't acknowledge who IS who
once and for all They come to my dear old Secretary
fathers affairs even with an expression that says:
Now, sit me down to dine.
LORD help my host if l don't shine
And tell daddy, the next time there's Supreme
Court Justices wife and Cabinet lady in the same
event, that he might just as we'll have stroke of
apoplexy and exhaust the excitement before they
get to the table
- filled with guests. 1t reminded me of the pic
lures of groups of models showing off entire cos
tunes for you know there's no bringing fancywork
to these luncheons,-you just stand around with
hat and gloves on Indeed even in the dining room
of the slipped off only the hand part
of their long gloves and turned it back like seals
fipper; but you take off the gloves and hold
them in your lap-h you are built that way.
found was sitting beside Baroness Won Lutz, and
began to tell her that the Vice President had showed
me her picture with the baby; but could see that
she was absorbed in what little Dresden china
woman just beyond me prattling into the
spongelike immobility of grand dame farther
So listened too.
And Mr. Compton, my husband, was hardly
back in his Office, when messenger to
ask him to 60 over his papers and see by chance
tarys desk. He hadn't anything that didn't belong
to him, and of course he was indignant the
implied suspicion So he went straight back, and
while he couldn't get in to the Secretary just then
the confidential clerk told Jack what the missing
paper was. and do you know. it was requisition
on the War Department for two horses for
"Oh. beg pardon" interrupted the Baroness
Won Lutz, leaning over to touch the Dresden china
arm. But, Fay. did you get the yellow frock or
Both, dear. Weren't they dreams?" And the
Dresden china bosom rose in ecstatic memory, her
closing remarks department betrayal having
been scattered like handful of corn.
"Oh did you go down to the exhibit Madam
Louise gave in the Beacham parors?" she burst
out, returning to her other neighbor.
plant that's offered ladyfnger after he has
scented whole bag of peanuts
Baroness Won Lut put her hand mine under
ton attracted this way!" she whispered:
. III do my very best" agreed, terribly
attracted by the earnest way OF the Baron.
But might succeed better if l could
see her place card
"Oh, that wouldn't convey anything. She is not
Washington parsonage yet,-just the bride of Jack
Compton, Assistant Attorney General-but she
has just reached that point of initiation into Govern
ment machinery where she thinks it makes her fool
ish, pulled head seem weighty and informed if she
dumps all her smattering on petty graft and piffe
intrigue before any chance listener. And you
that happened to be rather interesting disclosure
of Jacks lack of reserve she was making before
Mrs. Secretary of War. Jackson Compton always
had too much money for his good; but he seems
just to have struck his gait in politics. and hate
to good friend being towed on the rocks by
sieve Drained wife. It's as ignomnious and dan
gerous having whooping cough after forty"
So you see, Eta if a political wife can't 60 on
the Washington firing line and help. she can have
rather busy time taking tucks in her tongue and
learning to fill the pitfalls in their with beau
tifu1 home cultivated silence.
After had induced the Dresden china bride to