Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-02-16
! Did Things Perfect Ladies
Don't Do Under Excitement.


he the visiting physician.
But Amos, you re SICK. L made a feeble at
tempt to cloak my petition.
Not a bit. It's the time when everybody from
Hopeville guards against fever and ager," he
protested.
We were walking out of Statuary Hall by this
waiting card senders and passing Congressman
doomed like an anthill mouth beyond. l felt as
Intellectual as Hague conference.
A dapper little with that made him
look like wing and-wing rugged dory sailing
by. He caught Amos's sleeve and whispered, They
tell me you're slated for the blessed Todds toga."
Haven't been notified to that effect yet, Sena-
tor" replied Amos.
Well give out an interview saying you don't
want it. Decline office before it's been offered
to you, and you strengthen the impression of your
availability for it" And with good fellowship
nudge he passed on.
Everybody 81; it seemed seem knew s. more of Ames's
my eyes got red. But I did get hold of Amos's
hand to shake in parting. Then l went out the
Senate end and took car. At least would not
share my emotions nor even an electric brougham,
with anyone else!
Once back in the hotel 1 went about heavy
heartedly putting Amoss socks and things in his
bag but tried to stir my vanity pulse beats by
spreading out my bed the new gray tailor gown
l was to wear making Cabinet calls that after
noon, Mrs. Todd having insisted that l attend to
this important duty of new Congressman's wife.
60, with the fussing to look my BEST and saying
~ good by to Amos and Mr.. Teale, and everything
was quite excited, ana naQ tnaC nlOmentOuS sort OF
feeling that something going to happen. Still
sometimes it's just because you haven't eaten
enough and my first Cabinet hostess certainly was
not calculated to Justify nervous tension. She
receiving in the great big ball room of the biggest
hotel here, and although she might have been of
reasonably normal size when the Secretary married
her, she seemed to have had lining of pure wool
which shrunk rapidly, and at present she looks like
the hickorynut faces used to put pen Wi pers
She was telling everybody that her husband was
playing tennis with the President, and that they
had been at college together l heard her say this
five times was approaching and passing in her
line of guests; but only one woman made any reply
at all, and she said, How NIGEL" absent mindedv
after she three feet beyond the affable little
hostess.
In fact, Eta, listening is an abandoned art in
this traditional Wednesday afternoon hospitality
of the Cabinet homes. The people come sailing in
generally the Congressman's wives 60 about in
punches, like schools of ashland each makes
snatch at the opportunity of handshake to eN
plain the weather or her husbands conception of
Mr.. Secretarys greatness, and the hostess makes
totally irrelevant rejonder the unheeding guest
goes her way in envious meditation to whether
this style is possible Cabinet officers salary.
was thinking of this when l reached Secretary
Gaylord's drawing and found myself in the
wake of dozen of the tourist type who delivered
some branch of the family tree their individual
passport to this "open house" invasion. One had
uncle who had married the Secretary's cousin,
once removed; anothers husband had been born
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