Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-12

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can guess who the girl is-or who
some of the men are. Why, yes, in
deed, nearly all of it was about men
How else could pretty young girls
fortune be told?
She said l had had an admirer who
is now figuring in high circles abroad
Why didn't you take that man. she
asked me, and then described Captain
B, whom l had almost forgotten, but
who is living in England now, and has
high official position. And she told
me my fate was coming to Atlanta
this fall. The girls voice dropped
to whisper as she repeated the
words of the seeress: HE has dark
waving hair, which is brushed back
from his forehead. His mother is
widow. He is not fond of Society
and lots of other things. l knew him
in minute! And the queerest thing
was that she seemed to get mixed up
as to the identity of this boy and
someone very near to him'-and, you
know, his uncle is a good friend Of
mine, too-and l am rather mixed
myself"
And so on-the friends of this young
girl were all described, and her own
preferences, failings, vanities and
charms were noted by the woman who
never saw her before. l understand
that some wonderful prophecies are
being made, and | shall make it my
business to find out all particulars,
for l want to know what's going to
happen to everybody, so that l may
tell you!
ktnETTY PRIM" is gossiping of
Rome Society now, my friends.
and even the Tech boys have
caught the fever of Polly Peachtree
limitations, for The Technique comes
out this week with a column headed
"Buzzes of Society, by a Yellow Jack
ct" l note that the Tech boys are
honest enough to add to their head
ing acknowledgment of their inspi-
ration, With Apologies to Polly
PeaChtree" | am being accorded lots
of "sincerest flattery' just now. 'Tis
truly gratifying.
/ lore those tales of English life
Where hOrSemGHship GbOUHdS,
The hero heads q lot Of strife
And dllcdyS rides to hounds.
I'd like to ride to hounds myself
Across the fields Of gOrse,
But no amount Of IOOrldly peH
Gould get me on horse.
knoW I'd fan off more or less,
And that would be a jar;
I'd haze to ride to hounds, guess,
Upon a trolley car.
ar-
TO wear a pink coat or not to
wear it: that is the question
now agitating the minds of the
women members of the recently or
ganized Brookhaven Hunt Club.
Those who are sticklers for the con-
sentative say that the proper garb
for the women who ride to hounds Is
the severely plain and all black rid
ing suit.
Those who think more of beauty
and becomingness than of being
strictly correct in the matter of at
tire are voting for the perfectly
adorable" pink coat. The men, l
understand, are solid for the pink
coat, and all of them are to wear
the blue hued costume at every hunt
Anyway, the men have prestige and
custom on their side, for the hunt is
the one occasion when men may cor
rectly wear a gayer costume than
the women.
And while on this subject of the
proper toggery for a hunt club, l
shall quote Mrs. J. J. Windle, an
Englishwoman who has often taken
part in the fox hunts over the hills
and dales of England. Mrs. Windle
saws that, unless the hunt is an eX-
ceptionally brilliant affair with So
cial feature, the women all wear
black but on special dress occasions
they don a coat of the same color as
the men wear.
BY the way, the eyes of Southern
society are on you, members of the
hunt club. In several society jour
nails and newspaper records of So
cietys interests, l have seen various
comments on the inauguration or
rather revival of the sport which was
universally popular in the South be-
fore the war, and which has fingered
in its full strength only in Virginia
these past 40 years. A New Orleans
writer says that the announcement
from Atlanta should stir a respon-
sive chord in the hearts Of our young
people, Tor there is plenty OF SOOd
weather and much open country
around New Orleans to make hunting
worth while"
NVIORD has come to me from Hot
w Springs of a delightful motor
ing tour which Mrs. Joseph B.
Whitehead is to have. You know that
Mrs. Whitehead who is known far
and wide as Atlanta's wealthiest
widow has been at the Springs since
her return from abroad Her sum-
mer was very pleasant, marred only
by a call home for a time because Of
the illness of one of her handsome
young sons. These boys are at school
in Lawrenceville. near Princeton. The
boy recovered promptly. though, and
Mrs. Whitehead went back to the
Continent, accompanied by her sons
and kinswoman, Miss Mary Wheat, Of
Atlanta.
This prospective motoring tour is to
include a leisurely trip through the
valley of Virginia, and begins in a
few days. Miss Wheat will be in the
party, and one or two other friends,