The Washington times., 1936-12-30

can Embassy
and other SYM
pathetic spots Sonora de Najera
to dine and dance at the Gettys-
burg Hotel.
Thirty-one people will be in the
party travelling from washington
today. At Gettysburg they will be
Joined by 10 members Of Nine.
Quintanilla's family.
It is expected that the general
temperament of the evening will
be Mexican, or at least Latin. The
Cucaracha will be sung and
danced. The rhumba and the
tango will take turns with the Vir-
ginia reel and the foXtrot of Amer
ican folk tradition.
Among DR.. Quintanilla' guests
will be Madame Castillo Najera,
wife of the Mexican Ambassador,
and Miss Er7na Castillo Najera;
Senor and Sonora Juan Davila and
Miss Lupe Davila; Senor Carlos
Blanco, secretary of the Mexican
Embassy; Senor Rafael FuenteS,
secretary of the Cuban Embassy;
Senor Carlos Mantilla Ortega, Sec
retary of the Ecuadorian Legation;
the acting Director of the Pan
American Union, DR.. Pedro Alba,
and his daughter and son; the
head of the Pan American tourist
division, Juan Tercero, and Sonora
Tercero and DR.. Bassols y Riva of
Mexico City, now attending scien-
tific convention in Washington.
Senorita Lulu Quintanilla, sis
ter of the host, and Jane, his
daughter, will also be in the party,
for this is to be a special occasion
when parents and children see
the New Year happily in together.
To drink or not to drink!
Is it better to wander a lonely
nonalcoholic cloud among exhili-
rated daffodils, take one or two,
or to flutter and dance and may
hap to overdance in many a
jocund company"
The experience of a lady we
know proves neither conclusion.
BY nobody's standards could she
be called a hearty drinker. A cock
tail or two at an afternoon party,
one before dinner, half her share
Of wines with the food and rarely
a highbau or a liqueur later. These,
for festive occasions. In the quiet
Of the home glass of milk is her
tipple. Her problem is not medi-
cal. It's social.
During the usual post Christ
mas depression she decided it was
time to see if she had any natural
party gaiety. A busy winter was
ahead. She would begin that aft
ernoon to say "No thank you,"
cautiously.
It sounded like a gay cocktail
party as she entered the door. In
the drawing room, crowds of peo-
pie were standing, not sitting,
holding glasses and cigarettes. In
the dining room was one woman,
she was seated behind the best
lace table cloth and the tea urn
alone.
"HellO, hello" said the draw.
ing room crowd. what will
you have to drinR'? said the
host and the hostess. 'NO cock
tails! No sherry! Not even a
Scotch and soda! Well, if you
muSt-have a cup of tea"
a. "a
tea," our heroine answered with
dignity.
The tea pouring lady looked
wan, but inquired politely:
Lemon or cream?" And did
you have a nice ChriStmaS?"
"Quite nice," said our heroine.
"But this warm weather is very
enervating, don't you think ..
No, no more tea, thank you
So nice to have seen yOu." Then
she hastily turned to the noisy
crowd in the next room.
BY this time everybody was
hilariouSly happy. Our heroine
edged herself into a group that
was listening with evil anticipa-
ton for the climax of a Good
Story. It wasn't a funny story,
our heroine thought, but she
laughed m e h an cally. Per-
hapS somebody would notice her
pleasant manner and speak a
word to her personally.
Nobody did. Other groups were
more or less the same-cozy and
sympathetic. She was unalcoholic
and unseen.
AS matter of fact, she said to
herself as she crept home, she
couldn't imagine what she had
ever seen in those people anyhow.
Before a dinner party that night,
she decided to limit her nondrink-
ing resolution to the daytime. The
resulting evening was a gorgeous
success. From the moment she
stopped the first cocktail tray,
everybody around her seemed per
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