Life — August 30, 1928 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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LIFE MRS. PEP’S DIARY August The carly morning gone in catching up with my reading 4 of periodicals, and I did see where Josephus Daniels, explaining why he did not withdraw his support from Gov, Smith with the other Democratic drys at Asheville, did say through his own journal: “The wisest course the Democratic party can pursue is to elect Senators and Representatives who will pledge themselves to vote against any suggestion of Gov. Smith if he is elected,” and I could not but reflect how pleased the Governor must be with such big- hearted allegiance. To the lake for lunch- con on the launch with Sam, and after- wards watching the Star Class yacht race, won by our cozen-in-law W. T. S. Smith, which seemed fitting in that Admiral Sampson was his grandfather. A great company for dinner, during which we fell to naming yearlings, and I did sug- gest that Kick the Bucket might do for one by Cudgel out of Milk Maid, to which its owner agreed, but half-heart- edly. Then to keep a bridge engagement in the village, returning so late that m) first peals at the bell were unanswered, the watchman being on his rounds, nor did I dare to try a window, neither, for fear that he might aistake me for an intruder and fire at me, so dropped into a porch chair and began a book which lay at hand, “Diversey,” a story based on gangster life in Chicago, and so engross- ing that it kept me awake several hours after I reached my bed. Lay late, pondering this and August > that in oprecial howe famous (Lord's Day) sayings like “Then let them eat cake!" manage to be handed down through the centuries and how stupid it “Tell me, my dear, do you still propose to marry Van?” “Well, I like the boy, but I don’t know that his type would exactly become the modernistic tendencies in furniture.” —_—== is for persons to boast that they never listen to servants’ gossip, when it is one of the best means of acquiring informa. tion, Then up and did on my beige dotted Swiss, the day being humid, and to sit on a porch cushion and sew as fine a French seam as was possible in the ma. terial which I have chosen for my new lingerie. Lord! I did put in considerable time during my youth on the geometries} propositions of Euclid, but the knowledge avails me nought when I discover, after basting various widths together, that crepe de chine has torn unevenly. So I do whack remorselessly here and there with my scissors when such a misfortune be- falls me, secure in the reflection that none but myself will ever be the wiser, a san- guinity which my grandmother, were she alive, would thoroughly deplore, for she did train me never to let a pin do the service of thread lest I be taken to a hos pital from a street accident and the family disgraced through the discovery of suct a makeshift in my clothing. By the same token, she did insist that every news paper and magazine be folded and in its place before we did go to bed, lest the doctor, summoned suddenly in the night, be scandalized by our slovenliness out of working a proper cure for the ailing one. News come during luncheon that M. G. was going up in the hydroplane from which a visiting commercial aviator de rives great profit on fair Sundays, so all of us to the landing to watch her ascend, one of her daughters imploring her at least to leave her pearls behind, but she did grimly retain them. Back to look over the Sunday papers, the illustrated adver- tising sections of which I do never peruse without wishing that I were again a Junior Miss from 13 to 17 years, Then to watch the tennis until it did come on to rain, and so, after a fine dinner of lob ster, champagne, etc., to bed, satisfied with the pleasure the country affords me in summertime, once I have become re- signed to the fact that the pleats aren't going to stay in my skirts. Baird Leonard. IN THE HOLLYWOOD HEAVENS Twinkte, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Polish, Austrian, Swede or Mex., Twinkling with imported sex. THE MENACE “Lew Perkins is always trying to get himself invited to parties.” “Yes—look out for that fiend. He has a sax to grind.” comicbooks.com