The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-03-05

ground of green always remind me of April meadows.
 This afternoon I ran into Mrs. Burdette
 Harris for tea and saw Roberta Lamb
 and met Mrs. Knighton of Oregon, for
 whom the party was given. There were
 just loads of pretty girls and matrons there, and the tea table was unusually
 pretty, centered with a silver vase of
 roses with butterflies perched every where and the girls who came in earlier score cards Tonight there is nothing but rest, beautiful thought, and then to- morrow night-there is BunlSie.
 Thursday-There was so much to say
 yesterday that I feel quite run down
 now, and will just have to sit and wait
 for something to happen. I had the most
 beautiful rest last night, and this morn ing when l woke up I found the most wonderful box of violets on my table. with never sign of Q card in them. wonder who sent them Gas if I didn't know), and I am wondering if I shall write a note of thanks, or just wait. I just have an idea that l shall know tonight.
 In the meantime there are all sorts of movies to see, and calls to make, and a thousand and one things to do, so I shall skip along and watch the hours pass
 Friday--I ran in at the club yesterday |, saw an awfully attractive party that pretty little Mrs Ed Warren, who came here from Atlanta recently as a bride, was giving for Roberta Lamb There were seven tables for bridge, and when I saw them all of the girls were grouped about tables chatting like magpies and eating salads between times. Then I came home and dressed.
 Now is the time when all of the maga- zines say "continued in next number" but I wouldn't stop writing for worlds just now. There were more violets when reached home with pink roses and lilies Of the valley mixed in, so I just dressed
 up in my new suit and hat and felt like a queen when Bunlie came. We mo- tored down to the Tutwiler, and dinner was all ready, and we had a perfect time. It just seems that when things are so absolutely perfect, I can't write but just begin to dream, and that is the way now But I have found out one
 thing. I love Bunkie. I love him better than the world and everything else, and he is so big and wonderful that he never in the world would think of loving me. think he just looks on me as big kid and likes me because I amuse him with my silly chatter. But I didn't think about that last night-it was just the music and lights and him that made the hours for me. And today am happy happy with a half-stifled, miserable sort of happiness that hurts for Q min
 utes and makes me radiant for an hour. wonder what it means.
 Saturday-And still don't know, though thought about it all last night at Nobody Home" I went with Bill
 and he is adorable, but don't think he is quite as nice as one other person I
 know The show was awfully fascinat- ing, and l had the time of my life look ing at folks and talking
 Today | had a chance to talk it over for most of the girls met at Mrs. Fletch- CTS luncheon for Beverly. Every one looked beautifully chic in new tailored ! suits and that's, and Emily Ford had on a cunning little turban with roses on | it. Josephine Shields had beautiful curled feather fin her cap,' and then 1 the table was just as pretty as it could | be. Jig Hassinger went to the Tutwiler | with one of her ardent admirers, I heard, and I am anxious to see her to find out
 any new developments. There were just 1 loads of parties at the club and almost every table had at least few. Mrs.
 Massey gave great big luncheon, and
 then there were others equally interest | ing. | In the afternoon all of them went to
 2 movie, except me, and I went over to Roberta Lambs wedding. She was per- fectly regal in her lovely going away gown and all of her maids and Mrs.
 Irwin, were just too lovely for anything 1 in their rose taffeta frocks with arm | fuls of radiance roses.
 | There is Beverly LealSe's dinner tonight,
 and then Tuesday night the Mardi Gras
 ball, at the Southern club. can hardly breathe for anticipation of the happy
 night. for am going with Bunkie. Then believe that my career as a debutante will be ushered out with as much joy
 and wonder as it came in. Just three sniore days to be debutante! Surely : those days will be perfect ones!