Evening star., 1918-01-13

tulle, slippers and rice are used time with.
out number, there have been In the last
few weeks number OF decidedly mover
OF these, one of the most brilliant and
one the fame Of which has reached
as far as from Southern California to
San Francisco, was the 'camoufage" din
ner given in compliment to Miss Jean
Miller of San Diego and Capt. Lapham
Loomis Brundred, United States Army,
few nights before their marriage. The
pretty bride was born in San Francisco
and lived there from her childhood. her
early days. says the San Francisco Chron-
icle.
The decorations and appointments Of
this affair were interesting and novel
to a marked degree and occasioned no
end of delighted comment from those
who were asked to share in its pleas
ure. The entrance into the room
through eemmunisatng trench she
guests filed in, thirty in number, to
take their places about the board.
Boughs of trees to simulate the out
of-doors lined the walls, overhead was
crimson roses and foliage. and about
the room were great baskets and vases
of pink rosebuds and fernery. From
this room a "frst-line trench" led into
the fortifications. The entire room was
wooded valley with gigantic fort
"camouf1aged" with canvas and COW
cred with branches Of eucalyptus and
other foliage, tiny electric lights
late the lights of the fort, AS the
honor guests passed through a gun
salute was fired, and from somewhere
in the foliage that lined the walls an
orchestra played "Over There"
The table itself was miniature val
ley, with desert, hills and outlying
mountains all perfectly carried out in
every detail. At one end was repre-
sented Balboa Park encampment, where
the other "Brundredville," which was
christened Some City Somewhere in
America" In the center of the plain
rose the Rocky mountains, Brundred-
other. the former in the heart of the
desert, and California shining with all
her wealth of fruit and flowers. A tiny
train. presumably bearing the bridal
couple. ran on steel tracks all around
the circle from California to Brundred
vile. The tracks were bordered with
pink rosebuds and foliage, slender
telegraph poles carried messages of
congratulatfon throughout the dinner
and tiny electric lights along the way
lighted the road to happiness"
K
Chicago society learned a few days
ago of the honors that have come to the
husband of a
Wife of Irish Painter former chica-
With London Vogue. Ia 1averv sr,' % "the
Irish painter with the London vogue"
who January was made knight Mrs.
Lavery was born Hazel Martyr and
spent her early girlhood in Chicago,
where she was noted as a great beau
ty and wit. During that period Of her
career Miss Martyr became interested
in art. and after studying etching in
Paris and other cities abroad, set up a
little workshop of her own in Chicago
where she did some commendable work.
In 1903 Miss Martyr was married to
DR.. Edward Trudeau II, son Of the
tuberculosis specialist. By a strange
coincidence the younger DR.. Trudeau
died of the disease over which his father
had spent SO many years in research,
and in less than year after the mar
riage Mrs. Trudeau was left a widow
with small daughter, Alice.
A few years later she married John
Lavery, member of the London Acad-
eny, and noted painter. who took her
to London, where they have since lived
in most picturesque and handsome
quarters in Mayfair. and where Mrs.
Lavery has taken an important position
socially.
We have sold more of these bottles
than of any other novelty" said the
pretty girl in the jew
The Smelling eler's shop the day be-
c.14 fore Christmas, and the
woman who overheard
the remark examined the bottles with
interest. They were smelling salts bot
ties. and she thought of a cut-glass
bottle for the purpose on her dressing
table that had served it's purpose in the
smelling salts fad of her girlhood.
Every girl had her bottle, which she
carried constantly. In church as soon
as the sermon began out came the
smelling salts bottle, and with ewes
closed each girl would daintily and
luxuriousiy inhale the salts around the
edge of the bottle, lest she get too much
Of it. Now. the knitting nerves or other
causes have seemingly brought back the
fad, and bottles filled with the salts,
the color of the euameled tops. will re-
pose on the tops OF all the dressing
tables.