The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-12-30
Porter to Millionaire Doing
 Their Bit" For the Red Cross
Great Charity Aided by Every Glass Hooverized Enter
 taining Order of Day
Rx LADY MARY

and invited about 60 people. Supper ta-
 bles were placed all round the circular
 room and the space in the center was left
 free for dancing. Lady Chetwynd's party
 being given on a Tuesday, "Hooverisrn"
 was periodically regarded and no meat
 was served at all. Only oysters, Holsters, fish and "meatless" dishes figured on
 the menu, which I can assure you was admirable in every detail.
 Lady Chetwynd, looking charmin gly pretty, made 8 perfect hostess and watched over everyone's happiness and comfort. She wore 8 lovely gown of sil- yer tissue and her superb rope of pearls which measures more than three yards
 long. She very seldom wears any other
 jewels than this wonderful milk and white string, each stone in which is
 matched and graduated until its perfec- tion is recognized as being unrivaled even in England where jeweled heir looms are historic.
 Mrs. Little, who is Lady Chetwynds mother, shared with her daughter the duties of hostess, and looked the most dainty and delightful little lady imagi- nable. Beauty is not always hereditary, and the loveliest mothers are not of ne- cessity the possessors of daughters who rival them in beauty, but Lady Chet- wynd and Mrs. Little may be said to be rivals in charm and to be agreeably and pT0IIlAy DTOuQ OL each OlncT, WluCl lS & very pleasant state of affairs to exist
 between mother and daughter.
 A PARTY EPIGRAM
 By the way, it is seldom that one hears in general conversation witty remark that deserves being chronicled, but the other evening an epigram was made that can be quoted. I was one of group watching the dancers at a large private party. A good many young girls were sitting out" while noticeably large number of elderly ladies were dancing A man by my side who had been regard ing the moving throng with gloomy eyes, heaved a. sigh and remarked in cynical tones "The triumph of massage over matter'-and relapsed into complete st- lence.
 LONDON WAR MENUS From London I hear stories of dones- tic struggles concerning the wartime menus, the choosing and serving of which is now reduced to very exact science. Butter is practically unobtain- able and margarine is luxury writes my correspondent. Meat is not only very expensive, but exceedingly scarce, for, of course as the army comes first the civilians occupy a place that is nof conspicuously well served"
 "But what do a few hardships like these matter" continues my letter
 writer, when we think of the priva- tions and suffering of all our brave men on the fighting fronts? And at any rate, it is really rather healthy diet, these wartime rations. We all are getting very proud of our slim fig ures and our pale complexions The , men who used to emerge from hotels and clubs with their countenances suf- fused with that Burgundy blush that bespeaks long libations and much meat, now look wholesomely pale and pleas
 antly flat in the region of the waist coat and I am sure they feel ever so
 much better for their privations. We are all developing into walking enthu- siasts, for the simple reason that the
 number of motor busses has been cut down to vanishing point and the un- derground railways and tubes are too full to be comfortable. Taxis are prac- tically non-existent, and private motor cars, unless they are on government service, are forbidden. So you see, Lon don has become very war-ridden city
 and we only hope that by this means and by cheerful endurance we may be helping toward that blessed end which mean Peace son4 Earth! :" s---~-s<