Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-09-14
A WHITE HOUSE AFFAIR.

monds and, besides, 1 had to get Z
column of gowns in the composing
room before midnight. g;
was jazzing down copy when. Z
Chicago special who had been ~.
ing my back for a desk jabbe0
her pencil between my shoulder.
blades to let me know was wanted
outside. hated to bulge, but you
never know when opportunity. Dress
ed In gold, is coming your way, 80
out l scrambled--and got scooped
next morning on a stickful Of duds,
including the diamond heels Of the
lady from Indiana. l worried over
that thing for week-and who az
you think I had to thank for 1T
Who. but my own Mrs. v.-drat her.
She had laid aside her senator and
was waiting by clump of palms az
far from the crush as the Corridor
would allow. The white splendor OF
her gown foamed over the red sea or
carpet, and oh, sisters, the pearls
the pearls!
But l wasn't rushing to meet Mira
V. 1t wouldn't hurt to let her stand
there while the agony piled. oh, yes.
agony is the word. all right. When =
woman filings her insults like bows
stone frogs and then finds herself
surrounded by her victim and forty-
eleven other reporters all in full cry
FOR a good story-you bet, agony IL
the proper word. Still, honest, II
wouldn't have been so slow about Il.
except that-you know how It IA NJ
White House receptions tubby
lady sees me before 1 could see her
first. Nice woman. understand, but
OF social status that varied from =
paragraph In Lent to bare line In
the official season. And the official
season was on. eG
so fortunate to see you. dear. You
may say that I am giving a supper
after the reception to Senator ana
Mrs. Sorghum. Tomorrow 1 entertain
at small box party. beg Won.
dear, not to make it a smallpox
party. as you did last time. 1 was
positively Ill over it until, the ambas-
sador called me up to say it was the
most enjoyable society note he eyefs
read. Dear Of him. wasn't it? Also.
I give dinner Monday evening to
be followed by bridge"
She numbered away. all yellow bro-
cede point lace and fat. and could
see.--no. 1 could feel-that Mrs. v.
had taken step toward me, but drew
back as 1 was taken in hand by =
debutante in rose chiffon.
s.
Dear Miss Medler, I've been look.s
Ing for you everywhere! 1 have an
exclusive announcement for you for
Sunday. 1t Is my great secret, but we
want your paper to have it first, because
you gave me such lovely write-up
at my coming-out tea. just hate the
idea of having my picture in the
papers, but suppose mamma will
have to send you one in the morn.s
ing"
All of which meant that Rose Chif!.
fon had landed the ramroddy younR
ensign she had in tow and that she
was giving exclusive announcements
ana photos to every last woman re-
porter she came across. so that ~
paper could possibly miss her half
tone in it's Sunday layout. And that
let's one cat out Of the social bag.
dearies. There are others.
BY that, 1t was decently up to me
to make myself aware of the exist
ence of a lady by the name of Mrs.
". but-you can't always have your
own way in this world--just as
started for the seat of war a western
correspondent, arrived to do the sea-
son for her home paper, rushed up
and Rugged me as near as amenities
would allow: MA
Glad to see YOU. old girl. How'o
tc0N&lnued on Tenth Pags.l