Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-08-27
J JUST GOSSIP ABOUT PEOPLE
Nancy lynne Tells OF Retreshment Tent at Cape May, the
Proceeds OF Which Go to the Red Cross-Other
- Doings in Society

7 TOLD you yesterday about the Emer-
1 gency Aid shop on the Boardwalk at
Cape May. and have since learned OF
another enterprising work going on down
there for the benefit of war charities. It's
1 beach tent, wherein sandwiches, cakes
and other things are sold during the
bathing hour.
Do you remember when you were
small child the long, thin old man who
used to come down on the beach at bath
ing hour every day? And how you begged
the pennies out of Mothers" or Fathers"
pocket to buy the simply delicious
homemade gingersnaps and pretzels he
used to sell? What was his name? Not
that 1t makes any essential difference: 1t
was the cakes that counted, but with
each cake went a kindly smile. I can't
remember his name. though I can visual
ize his spare. old figure. He used to pack
the cakes in bags of six and twelve and
sell them for five and ten cents. respec-
lively. And IL you ever wanted anything
good you first took your dip in the salt
water and then with hands still wet
grasped the thin. crisp gingersnaps. which
on many occasions were still tiny bit
warm, and your teeth just sank into
them Umh. umh and again umh!
If those girls have anything like those to
offer I don't wonder they are making
money. They have candy, cake. sand
wiches and cigarettes for sale, and most
Of the ''eats" are donations from the cot
tagers; 80 it's pretty good for small
place like Cape May to be able to say
that since July 4, when they started the
tent, they have taken in more than $500
for the Red Cross. Edith Wilson and Amy
Robinson are prime movers in the work
making success Of 1t.
1IAvE you been over to 70S Market
- street to see the Food Dehydration
Exposition which is being held there? You
ought to go. you know, for you can't help
learning lot. It's under the auspices
Of the National League for Women's
Service. directly in charge Of a commit
tee Of women from the Main Line headed
by Mrs Philippus Miller, Mrs. AtClph g.
Rosengarten. Mrs. Rollin Wilbur. Mrs
Horatio Gates Lloyd, Mrs. Horace w.
Sellers, Mrs. Henry H. Pease, Mrs. w. w.
f1epDuTn ana MIS- oHNeT a.
Through the intense heat of the last few
weeks these women have stood at their
posts for the sake of patriotism and have
demonstrated all the practical ways Of
dehydrating and drying fruits and vege.
tables for winter use. That, you see. has
been and is the purpose Of the exhibit. The
Federal food administration is interested
in the work and has indorsed 1t all very
enthusiastically.
Even before we went into the war Mrs.
Miller had been interested in this work
and has done a great deal Of 1t in the
canning kitchens of the Main Line. She
and Mrs. Charles Penrose, whose death
occurred last winter, started cooking
club many years ago. and every week or
so one of the members Of the club enter.
tanned the others at a luncheon Of her
own cooking Then when the war came
on these pracuced cooks were early in
the work, and all credit is due them for
their untiring efforts and splendid results.
ISN'T it amusing. when you are with
1 some people who are afraid In storms,
but who are equally afraid imparting their
fear to any small children?
1t was in camp this summer and there
was terrific thunderstorm; so bad that
one member of the\ little camp colony
who had retired arose and, carrying her
small daughter in her arms, crossed from
her porch to the next and Joined the group
of othe.. women who were huddled in a
corner trying to forget the lightning and
thunder by conversing in even tones
which sounded something like this: did
YOU see the fish John (whew) caught to-
day?" mo. my dear. but heard 1t was
GRACIOUS! Look at thatD WONderful.'
II was with him (oh, Mary. did you see
that fiasla0, and 1t was really huge. Dc
you think that's hailO"
Well, they went on and on, and baby's
mother even tried to Join in between
flashes, until small Betty remarked won
dertngly, "Why, mamma what's 'er mat
ter? You 'faid?" mo indeed dearie," re
piled mamma, jumping as IL a pin hat
gone into her. I'm not afraid. but
was worried for fear you might be. and Sc
brought you in here with the others"
hate to have to say that three-year-o -olt
> BETTY did not look perfectly convinced.
- NANCY wYNNE