The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-11-19
GIRL ABOUT
TOWN
BY MARILYN'


of stark intellectually! Well all
just have to grid up our loins and
be brave about it, because here is
what we're about to be exposed to-:
First the orchard school is bring
ing some outstanding lecturers here
this winter for a series of Sunday
afternoon talks at the Armory on
Pennsylvania street.
Sunday brought Lowell Thomas,
the very attractive young author of
with Lawrence in Arabia" and
Beyond Khyber Pass" talking on
Into Forbidden Afghanistan." He
has small mustache, Princeton
smile, and is described as gentle
man adventurer and world vaga-
bond" Can you bear it? Mrs.
Ovid Butler Jameson entertained
Mr.. Thomas at dinner before the
lecture.
The committee having these lee
lures in charge has been working
so hard on the series that members
met in fainting condition the
other day at the Propylaeum for
lunch to report progress. Mrs. Willis
Catch, Mrs. Fred Bates johnson,
Mrs. Pierre Goodrich, Mrs. Leo Bur-
nett and Mrs. G. H. A. Cloves all
had sick headaches and as a first
course of their luncheon. passed
around some aspirin tablets. The
rest of the committee were all sick
in bed.
Three More Booked
Later in the same series comes
Count Won Luckner, whom Fred
AyreS has asked to entertain. And
in January there is Roy Chapman
Andrews, who did something in a
big way about dinosaur eggS-waS
it discover them? And last of all
the voice that's thrilled a million
hearts-the voice you love to hear
with apologies to Woodbury'S soap
Graham McNamee!
Now if we survive that without
the use Of splints and aspirin, we
still have the splendid lectures at
the Jewish Forum to combat, and
now Mrs. Joseph Minor, president
of Tudor Hall Alumnae, tells me
that Tudor Hall is bringing Edna
st. Vincent Millay here Dec. 6, and
Louis Untermeyer later.
Edna st. Vincent Millay was
senior when I was a freshman at
Vassar and her poetry always has
just weakened my hold on life. Her
last dainty slim book of poetry
why are they always dainty slim
books of poetry?-"The Buck in the
Snow" is a dream of a thing.
Isn't the prospect alarming? So
elevating and high in the brow. At
the end of the winter I bet I'll
either be manipulating the English
language like Vernon Hahn, or else
pull an Elisabeth Richardson on the
town and coolly get myself matri-
monially involved over the week
end.
Breaks Engagement, but Weds
Didn't that knock you for a loop?
I was calmly having lunch at Ayres
when up came Elisabeth looking like
a million dollars and said she, "Oh
my dear, I'm SO sorry! 1 can't have
tea with you tomorrow afternoon
after all. 1 have another engage
ment at o'clock. In fact, I'm get
ting married."
well. 1 was just so upset forgot
to finish my caramel cake and
whipped cream, the very fondest
thing I'm of. Greater excitement
hath no man than going without his
caramel cake for his brother. Con-
slider that statement all rewritten
and femininized. I'm getting so
careless about my genders. And his
name is George Toel torrance and
they are going to live in New York.
Isn't it exciting? I wish everybody
would get married that way. think
it's a lot more thrilling than all the
customary fanfare and furore. Don't
you think so, or don't you?