The Washington times., 1937-04-12

no reservations
for a room but
stepped conf Mrs Roosevelt
IDENTIFY to the desk Of the Penn
Harris Hotel and said: "One
large double room, please"
Sorry" said the clerk, no
recognition in his eye, "an filled
up. Lots of conventions in town"
The wife of the President OF
the United States and the wife OF
the Secretary of the Treasury
stepped disconsolately aside, won
Eiering what they could do, where
they could 60. :,
A tall man who had been stand
ing near the desk approached, hat
In hand.
Il beg your pardon, ladies'"
he said, "but believe one OF
YOU is Mrs. Roosevelt. 1 couldn't
help overhearing your converse
\ ton. May 1 have the honor Of
offering you my rooms? 1 can
easily find a place somewhere in
the town. l am using the suite
belonging to the attorney gem
eraI of Pennsylvania, Mr.. Margi-
Otti. He would be only too
happy to think he had been OF
some assistance"
Mrs. Roosevelt and Mrs. Morgen-
thau were most grateful. After
thanking the kind-hearted stranger
they were shown to their room.
About 8 in the morning the
phone rang violently. Mrs. Nor
genthau answered.
mo, no." she said; mo, Mr..
MargiOtti is not here"
"Well, who is there?" said the
voice.
"Mrs. Roosevelt is here
Mrs. Roosevelt / said Mrs.
Roosevelt! Mrs. Roosevelt!
Roosevelt"
ooh, yeah?" said the voice at
the other end of the wire. The
receiver clicked: "Oh yeah?"
Mrs. j. Borden Hartman, about
to be American Minister to Nor
way, will be the guest of honor at
q big luncheon given by her fellow
chairman on the Democratic ma
tional committe, Mrs. Emma Gut-
fey Miller. The other guests will be
the present and past women men,
bers of the committee, about a
hundred in all.
The scene of this big party will
be the Women's National Demo
cratic Club. Mrs. Hartman, in the
early days of the club, was a sue
cessful and enthusiastic member
and for years it's president.
Two very special parties Of the
kind that only Washington can
produce made the weekend unfor-
gettable.
First, on Saturday night the
dinner and ball given by Mr.. and
Mrs. w. Forbes Morgan in honor
of the former Ambassador to Ger
many and Mrs. James w. Gerard.
And on Sunday afternoon the big
reception arranged by the chair
man of the Tariff Commission and
Mrs. Robert Lincoln O'Brien for
the president of the Gridiron Club
and Mrs. G.. Gould Lincoln.
Mr.. and Mrs. Morgan's party
was a perfect party. 1t had all the
qualities that a really delightful
party in the capital needS-lovely
women, men of Importance in this
country and in Europe and an at
mosphere of formality nicely light
ened by real gayety.
I shall always remember how
charmingly the Viennese waltz
was danced by Mr.. and Mrs. Nor
CAMS guestS-with whom graceful
ways are almost a profession. I
saw Jim Farley waltzing light
heartedly with Mrs. Lawrence
w, Robert, jr., while Madame Bon
net, wife of the French Ambassa-
dor, danced with the Austrian
Minister, Edgar Prochnik, who
probably learned to waltz before
he learned his A. B. C.'s.
Few balls decorate the serious
social calendar of Washington.
This one kept going bnthely until
five in the morning.
Mr.. and Mrs. OBrien's tea was
one of the best big receptions
Washington has seen in a genera
ton. The gentlemen of the Grid.
iron Club repeated a few of their
choicest skits of the evening be-
fore.
An elaborate buffet was served
It was actually a great supper
party rather than a tea. Mr.. and
Mrs. O'Brien know everybody OF
any Importance in Washington.
Many exciting out-of-town Wis
itors, guests at the Gridiron din
Aer, stayed over for the party. No
where, and at no time except the
Sunday after "a dinner" could
such a party have been gathered
together and gone happily on its
way two hours after the seven
o'clock hour that usually ends all
afternoon hospitality.