Evening star., 1951-05-10
Bx Nike Anderson


Mrs. Edward Campion Acheson,
widow Of the Bishop Of Connec-
ticut. soon will be in permanent
residence here at the Dresden
where an apartment has been re-
decorated for her. She is the
mother of Secretary of State Dean
Acheson and DR.. Edward Campion
Acheson, jr.. who will accompany
her from her home in Connecti-
cut today
Three weeks ago, going to a
party in a wheelchair would
have seemed a dismal prospect.
indeed. But 81 days Of being lead
ing lady in a cast-not on Broad
way, but in plaster Of Paris
made any activity, even a trip to
the window to see the lilacs, an
adventure. There were three par
ticular parties which. I blithely
had informed the hostesses, only a
broken leg could prevent me from
attending. And since had only
a broken ankle, I went.
Arriving at the John Shields
party for soon-to-be-Wed Anne
Kremer Post and Morgan Glover,
we took the elevator from the
basement to the drawing room,
arrived unshaken in a streamlined
chrome and leather collapsible
whellchair. The bride-elect looked
beautiful in a black taffeta gown,
with a pouf of amethyst taffeta
that exactly matched the twin
orchids at the strapless neckline
The groom looked even happier
and handsomer as the wedding
day (May 19) approaches
Parties No. 3 and No. 4 were both
birthday surprises given by two
doting husbands for their attractive
blond wives. Seymour Jesselson
had brought Gladys home from an
evening of dining and dancing to
a darkened house, but it was bulg-
ing with people and presents
Still another party on the Jessel-
son agenda that week was the
Apple Blossom Ball which they
gave at the Arts Club in honor OF
Mrs. Dale Collins, who is sailing
for Honolulu.
Husbands, hearken unto this!
Dummy Licklider's surprise party
for Elva turned into something OF
a surprise for him also. For from
now on. after shopping all over
town for smoked mushrooms,
shrimp and other hors d'oeuvre
baking a ham, and a few other
details, Dummy says he will never
again dismiss the mechanics of a
cocktail party as simple matter
of getting out ice and glasses!
! He was richly rewarded, how
ever, by a gay turnout OF guests
who alternately sang Happy
Birthday" and Hes a Jolly Good
Fellow"
i The ladies looked lovely, espe-
cially Mrs. Don Birnham. whose
husband is a psychiatrist, and nc
relation to the Lost Weekend
character of the same name al
though he once lived NEAR the
author; Evelyn Krogfoss in tulip
Ired gown, the hostess in butterfly
yellow organdy that matched her
hair, charming contrast to Patsy
Meyer, whose dark tresses and
l"parlor skin" (magnolia white to
the poets) were set off by a black
lorganza gown.
\ Patsy was just home from Eu.
rope, where she had taken hel
husband into every church ir
Paris, Madrid and Rome: in fact
in the Holy City. they had beer
granted an audience with the
Pope. On the material side, sht
had gathered a few lovely gar.
mentS, including a black velvet
cape lined in scarlet silk "ir
which," says petite Patsy, II fee
even I could fight the bull" Paris
they found to be fabulously ex-
pensive, a laundry bill for few
shirts, one night gown and a few
socks and shirts amounting to $21
the equivalent of hundreds OF
French francs; so Patsy did most
her of shopping in Madrid, where
Icoutouriere prices are at least q
third cheaper.
A Virginian-by- affection, Mrs
IKettle Hydrick has been the re-