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and much more pretentious resi-
dence at 1920 Twentieth st. This
house, formerly the home of Mr..
and Mrs. Thomas F.. Gaff, has an
elaborate interior with great
ballroom, several fine drawing
rooms and libraries and a beauti-
fully paneled dining room. The
home of Mr.. and Mrs. Gaff was
merely rented by the Greek Lega-
ton. The Jennings house will be
owned outright.
This famous residence, just off
Sheridan Circle, is door or two
from the Rumanian Legation and
in the neighborhood of many other
Embassies and Legations. It's tradi-
tionS tell of gracious hospitality.
The Greek Minister, Mr.. Sicilianos,
who is a witty and thoughtful host,
will be a graceful new master Of
this interesting establishment.
And now for a note on How to
Make the Christmas Season
Merrier:
She awoke on Sunday morning
with a toothache. It's nothing at
all, she decided. Just nervousness.
The hurt grew worse as the day
went on. Guilty recollectionS OF
a dentists advice, of six months
ago, Have that tooth out now or
it will cause you trouble some
day" made sharper the twingeS
Of pain.
BY night the ache was definitely
worse. She retired with four
aspirin tablets and an ice bag.
After a miserable night she arose
from her bed Of anguish at $50
q. N. The side of her face that
had rested for eight hours on the
ice bag lay in deep frozen ridges.
You poor thing, she said, look
ing at herself in the glass. And
you've got to be Mrs. Simpson at
Mrs. Roosevelt's White House
stunt party tonight. Suppose your
face swellS and you have to have
the abscess lanced. Then where
will you be-? You better get to the
dentist as soon as the door is open
and have that tooth out.
She aroused Horace, the house
man, at seven. Told him to eat a
hasty breakfast and be ready to
drive her to, the dentist as soon
aS possible.
AS soon as possible was too soon.
They arrived outside of the den
lists office at sos. For SIS min
utes she sat in the car and
watched: happy, hearty people
striding by in the nippy air. Lucky
people to whom teeth were unim-
portant. And who didn't have to
try to look like a close relative of
the Queen of Sheba, regardless of
age, color, architecture and pres
ent condition of misery-at 9:15
that evening in the East Room of
1900 Pennsylvania Avenue.
AS the chimes on a nearby
church struck nine she climbed
the front steps Of the dental estab-
1ishment. Walk right in, walk
right in. said the signs on two
doors. The secretary said:
''You are our first patient.
Just wait in the next ROOM"
Trying to be very brave and
very strong in spite of the un-
certain no breakfast feeling and
the fears Of the next hour that
possessed her, she sat for half an
hour.
A little girl, accompanied by two
women who appeared to be a
mother and an aunt, came in and
sat down. The little girl, it
seemed, had to have an English
examination that afternoon. It
wasn't a convenient time, said the
mother and the aunt together, to
have the tooth out.
Mrs. Simpson, said She to her
self, also had an English examina.
ton without any luck.
The mother was now saying to
the aunt, II just don't know what
to think about Gramma. Here she
is 81 years old and as strong as
an OK. said to her this morning,
'Gramma, I guess the only way
to ever get rid of you will be to
knock you in the head"
Suffering over this philosophy
of youth, she heard her name
called. A nurse led her to an ele-
vator, into second floor dentists
office.
Well, what followed was but
''the way of all flesh and teeth.
The dentist advised the extrac-
tion of three teeth. "One is
enough" She said. A nurse gave
her a pink capsule. Relax here, I"
said the dentist. 1T will quiet
your nerves"
For is minutes she tried to re-
lax, sitting bolt upright in den
tai chair. Instruments of torture
surrounded her. Beyond the open
window was a red brick wall. And
bare tree branches that looked
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