Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-10-23

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rary home" the residence of Ambas-
! Sador Edge, facing a church in quiet
: street.
Everything American"
OF all the big party c. her premier
! father. when they arrived yesterday,
the merrieSt and one of the most self
possessed was the l9-year-old girl who
almost missed her lunch en- route from
! New York.
Once through the mounted Soldiery
and The grinding cameras she paused to
confide that she wants to see and do
everything American" She was on
her way to exchange brief bows with
the President and Mrs. Hoover. Then
she hurried back to change from one
vivid blue ensemble to another for eve
ming.
! She lad just about time to prepare
/ for the dinner dance for which her
| partner was handsome Belgian noble
n-diplomat.
JOSEF was wearing a Patou gown
she identified the maker TO reporters
| Of heavy white silk embroidered IN
navy blue. With her deep tan from a
! Summer of tennis and riding vivid
blue velvet jacket contrasted Strikingly
| What she will do besides go to the
! White House and to the home of Secre-
| tary and Mrs. StimSon for one night
she had yet to decide.
But 1 know" she declared, smiling
again. lit will be wonderful.
All French girls want to come to
America. 1 was so excited because
/ thought it would be wonderfuEand ]
see that was not deceived"
Factor in Visit to U. s.
! Josette-as her father calls her
wave of black hair poked out from
under her pert little Angora hat that
was not Eugene. Her dark eyes were
! flashing. She has a brilliant smile
! Gesticulating, she made 1t evident that
| though all unoficially, she would be a
| hands across- the-sea factor in the
French visit. And she was discreet.
French women are always working
more" she said when she was asked
whether her countrywomen were going
in more, recently, for activities beyond
the home.
Am / my fathers secretary? No
no; not when there is anything official
OF course, when there is some one
there land she gestured beside herr
who does not speak French translate. II
Leading her questionerS, she hur-
ried on:
New York was wonderful. So is
Washington. They are very different
but love them both"
Would mademoiselle 60 back to heI
studies, seriously working at law?
"Oh. yes" she smiled, but just dc
that, you know, for a-what do you say
an aim?"
Returned Every Greeting.
She was seated on the arm of chair
in a vast reception hall of her tempo
rary home, the residence here of Am
| basSador Edge. She had driven behind
her father from the railroad station.
There she jumped from the platform
and went skipping along to fling hel
! arms through those of two other French
! girls who will be her constant COM
! panions-Mlle. Claudel, daughter OF
the French Ambassador, and Mile
! Jeanne GUNNER. whose father is al
| important French publisher.
The blonde Mile. Claudel was In
brown and Mile. GUNNER wore black
Suited chatting, they returned every
greeting.
Foreign correspondents revealed the
! story of JoSee's lunch. She bumped into
! Secretary Stimson when she went to
join her father in his private dining
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sation still in progress. So into the
regular diner came the three girls
Hurried while they waited for table
in the crowded space. They had time
for just bite.
Accompanied by Belgian.
But there was banquet fare last night
in the French embassy. The Belgian
chosen to escort Josette was Count
Francois de Buisseret, second secretary
of the embassy. He is a handsome
stalwart blond, who has been helping
Prince Charles of Belgium. son of the
King. to remain incognito while visiting
the United States.
Mile. Beatrice de Buisseret, the
counts sister. also was among the
brilliant company. Mile. ClaudelS part
ner was Mobile Carlo Andrea Soardi
secretary of the Italian embassy, and a
dashing young Fascist. For Mile. Gui-
mier one of the most widely known
American bachelors in Washington
Thomas Waggaman-was invited by
Nine. Claudel.