Evening Star Newspaper, March 19, 1922, Page 74

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SUNDAY STAR, THE VERY MODERN YOUNG LADY [ T — By W. E. HILL Copyright, 1922, by The Chicago Tribune. WASHINGTON, D. C.—ROTOGRAVURE SECTION—MARCH 19, The Business Girl—When She's Bad She's Very, Very Bad. But When She's Good She’s About Ninety-Nine Times As Efficient As The Male Of The Species The Young Lady Who Hates To Go Home— The Idea Of A Quiet Evening At lome C-u-enfl‘ler To Shud- der Violently—"Let's Go Somewhere And Cance,” Is Her Cry—- Always Stupping Over Night Witfi Some Young Lady Friend. The Idea Being That There’s No Place Like Another Person’s Home The Cebutante — You Can Always Tell Cebu- tantes From The So- Called CommonHerd By \ The Hunted Look /In ‘Their Eyes, Which Says, N Plain As Cay, “Co | Know You, Or Co 1 Not2"* Stare Good And Hard At A Dehutante And Tea To One She Will Bow—She Meets So Many People. You Know, And She Hates To Cut Any Of Them TheVery Frank Yourg Lady—She Believes In Calling A Spade By A Much Neughtier Name, I1f Possible— Pretends That She Wants You To Be Just As Frank And Out- spoken,Too--Just You ry It Once And Feel The Chill Ir. The Air! The Young Lady Who Aspires To Get “In"—She Is Always On The Verge Of Landing In Society, And Never Quite Makes The Grade -- Somehow, When- ever Papa Fingnces A Big. Splurgy Affair, With Gold Cishes And Ciamond - Studded Forks, Something Goes Wrong — Al- ways—The Wrong Peo‘rle Get Asked AndTheRight Peo- Ele Stay Away, Or Ise The Party Is Given In The Wrong Hotel—And The Young Lady ho Aspires Is Never Quite Sure Whether She s*'In Not — Never ite Certain Just here She Is, But Senses Vaguely That Something Is A Little Wrong The Self - Expressive The Social Lioness— Young Lady—SheHas The Young Lady Of A Great Many Ideas The Artistic Tempera- On Self-Cetermination ment Is Always On And Believes InLiving Hand At Teas, Right Up To Them — At Next To The Lettuce Least Twice A Year Sandwiches —— She Is The S.E. YoungLady There To Give The Breaks With Her Fam- Affair Color, Whether ily And Either Takes She Paints, Or Writes, The Out Of Doors Young Lady — She Can Tell You_ All p Typing Or Goes Or Coes Antique Jew- About The Very Best Into 1{‘: Interior Cec- elry—It Doesn’t Much ?.?."B"n:.’ i 1%3:: orating Business With Matter To The Host- .And Will If You Give Her A Little Encour- agement — Knows Just How 'l;l;lhl‘le Un- A Girl Friend—She Is ess As Long As Some A Great Student Of One Is On Hand Who Freud And Psycho- “Does Something' — analyzes Her Friends The Young Lady Lion- Whether Tlm' Want _ess In The Picture Is ToBePsyched OrNot, Simply Dying To Tell Tells Them The Most Some Listener All Terrible Things About About Her Latest y Turning On The Lightx In The Hen House Two Hours And A Half Before Sunrise, To Say Nothing Of knowing Just” How Much Tho Anvil Chorus—Without The Anvil Chorus As Background No Vety Modern Young Their Subconscious Scenario, “Johanna Of Worman Can Be Said To Fit Successfully Tnto The Picture—In Whispers, The Members Of Minds! “Arkansas,”” A 1922 The Anvil Chorus Discuss The Modern Young Woman With All The Horror In Their Versi Of Of Voices That Used To Go Hand In Hand With The Atrocitics Durlnf The War—They Are 8 o oen Porfoctly Delighted With The Awful, Awful Things Young People Do Nowadays And : She Can Be When Occasion Arc, And Reslly A Don't Sco What We Are Coming To! Just Listen In On The Whispered Conversation Of Demands. The Out Of Doors i hree Ladies Pictur ere—The Lady On The Left Is Telling Her Frien uf rew- Spiatdlcest T{g‘:v-l;leven Debutantes Came Home me’:& Certain House l’nn)g Last Summer In Such ence To The Ballroom--But A Dcplorable Condition That Their Familics Had To S8hoot Them. Etc., Etc.—And then Only Now And Then The On The Right Of The Group Will Come Back With Somet! Equally Inter- esting About Two Debutantes Who Went To A Charity Bazar: “Ane y Dear. Neither Hide Nor Hair Of Them Could Their Families Find For Throe Months, Till One Day They Were Found Sciling Lace In Chinatown!"

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