The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-01-15
GIRL ABOUT
TOWN
BY MARnLYN-

IlQ tell you constance coleman
is painting a portrait Of Reg Car
stang? saw Reg coming out OF the
D. A. r. building just north of the
library and ne told me he had just
finished the next to last sitting. He
seemed quite pleased with the result
and I am curious to see what Con-
stance has done with our bit of
Mayfair on Washington street in a
pictorial way. The portrait she
painted of Mrs. Denny was extreme
ly interesting.
Talking with our gayest young
man about town, I was fifteen MIN
utes late for luncheon at Ayres with
Marjorie Fisher and Mrs. Charles
Cox. Arriving late but beaming, I
was most engagingly cut by Gene
We've Pickfell, Mrs. Roland Allen
and Adele Panther. Mrs. Fred Boone
spoke to me, though. That's the.
kind of a girl she is. OF course, if
one must be cut, one doesn't mind
so much if it is done engagingly.
And there is just that touch of
savoir faire and recherche not to
say actually je ne sails quot about
the angle of Adele's nose that make
her snub a thing of beauty and
joy for fifteen minutes. I didn't
mind, really. In my heart of hearts,
Elsie Dinsmore, I realized that 7
had done those things which I
should not have done, and left those
things undone which I shoulc have
done, and there was no health in
me, had completely forgotten
luncheon engagement with them.
After lunch, during which Mar
jorie talked so conclusively about
her wire-haired TX terrier, Snippy,
and Dorothy dwelt so enthusiastic
ally on Charles new airplaaing
ventures, that scarcely got to talk
about myself at all, we dropped in
to see Charlie Cox who is in charge
OF the new Curtiss airplane Office
at Tenth and Meridian streets. The
new three-passenger planes are too
cute for words and it is the dream of
my life to fly to st. Louis soon with
Charlie. That is, I'm not going to
stop talking about it until I do.
II n
And have you heard about things
happening in a big way to Johnny
Ruckelshaus? I supected the worst
New Years eve, but I hear It's all
over now but the announcing. Three
guesses what's happened to Johnny.
She's tall and chiefly svelte and
plays the piano like a streak!
And Bah Finley has gone to New
York to take an apartment on
Ninth street for the rest of the win
ter. At least if she hasn't gone I'll
be mad because I gave her Stra-
chey's elisabeth and Essex" for
going-away present. And I want
ed to read the darned thing myself.
Besides I inscribed ito Bah
adventuring." And then if she
doesn't go .adventuring the whole
idea gets Sortuv wet.
II II
The town dons the dramatic high
hat next week what with O'Neil's
great thinkie appearing on the
scene, 1.-THE Strange Interlude," and
the Little Theatre going violently
Ibsen with 1.-THE Wild Duck" Bob
Wild ought to be a high spot as
Gregers Werle, but I don't know.
1.-THE Wild Duck" is one of Ibsen's
most subtle psychological ponder
ings as to how much real life any
one of us can stand without the
panacea of illusion. Mr.. Sommes'
choice is quite a challenge. It will
be interesting to see how well the
tenuous SUFFICIENTLY of this play can
be projected by a group of amateurs.
Thursday a pleasant luncheon
bridge at the Woodstock given by
Miss Helen FIeischer in honor of
Miss Elisabeth Haerle, who has re-
Gently returned from Berlin with q
devastatingly supercilious lorgnette,
a new swirl bob and and irrepres-
sible enthusiasm.
Played bridge the other night
with Betsy Lockard, Hank SEVERN
and Ernest Baltzell at half a cent
a point. 1 haven't regained my
nervous equilibrium yet, although !
didn't lose as much as Ernest. Hank
knows exactly where to stop and
then goes a bit farther. Oh, of
course, I'm talking about bridge.
Stupid
Skating Party