The Washington times., 1934-10-26

] said:
"HOw perfectly marvellous you
look. That summer up in the
Maine wOOds-my dear-yOu
could whip the whole Repubi.
can party"
81 fell like ten billion dollars"
said Molly. "And regard my
waist line. Exercise, my child,
physical exercise has done it.
My contacts in Maine were with
garden weedS-I jerked them
Out-with golf balls Il used
clubs on thOse) and with spruce
pines which met with an axe.
Just like Kaiser wilhelm? Ger.
tainly.
Il haven't worn an evening
dress since l left Washington.
When / got myself arrayed the
other night for the dinner party
At the White House, / looked in
the mirror. And there was my
waist line. With me again. But
my dress was hanging in folds.
/ had to tuck it in with pins"
Molly Dewson is a grand per"
son. Her last few months in
Maine were planned for relaxa.
ton from the strain of her
office as director of the WON.
ans division of the Democratic
national committee. But being
herself and a bosom friend of
the Administration while rest
ing athletically. she plotted
against all Maine Republicans.
Miss Dewson. who has been
o guest of President and Mrs.
Roosevelt, is returning to New
York today, where she will
spend the winter except for
occasional trips to Washington.
There are really nice women
In the Democratic Administra-
ton. The sort you can like
without a struggle. So thought
} while I was talking at Emily
Blair,,S to Mrs. Henry sMorgen.
thau. jr. The wife Of the Sec
retary of the Treasury is witty,
unaffected and intelligent. And
she wears becoming hats.
Mrs. Mongenthau was plan.
ming to go to the theater that
night. She loves the theater.
If a play is good, she always
sees it twice. Once to pass
judgement on it. The second
time she takes her husband
who hasn't leisure for plays that
are poor.
Like her husband, Mrs. Nor.
genthau often travels by plane.
She comes whizzing down to
Washington from her farm in
New York State. But she isn't
As keen about flying as the Sec
retary of the Treasury, who
begs for a chance at the con.
trols.
This column sounds like
propaganda against possible rev.
elations of the Literary Digest
poll. But I've got to say a
pleasant phrase or two about
Josephine Roche. What a pity
she is not going to be Cover
nor of Colorado. She would
have made a really first-class
executive. Not turbulent like
ma" Ferguson down in Texas,
but wise, tolerant and forceful
"a sort of Portia among gov
ernors.
Mrs. James Wolfe, acting Ii.
rector of the woman's division
OF the Democratic National
committee, who was also
guest at the party, was laughing
at the title recently published
photograph gave her. She said:
surrounded by my five chill.
dren. as 1 was, it was natural
that the headline writer should
have placed me in charge of
Housing"
Some of Mrs. Wolfe's five
were about to come down with
the Whooping cough at their
home in Alexandria. A Daniel
among doctors gave the little
Wolfes the newest serum treat
ment. The whooping cough has
left for foreign parts.
Life and the struggle to keep
up with the Joneses being what
they are. we simply had to
have a new evening dress. We
thought we'd get a neat black,
we'll cut and suitable for all
occasions and states of mind.
They showed us Victorian
garments, with ruffles. We
can't be that way, even in
black. Bangs and bustles just
aren't our style.
In desperation we bought a
goldeniSh arrangement. cut
very low in the back, with a
strap here and adherin g
architecturally like a postage
stamp in the Farley regime.
And so now when we go out
We look and feel like the Queen
Of Sheba with a touch OF lum'
bago.