Evening Star Newspaper, December 20, 1925, Page 112

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—DECEMBER 20, 1925 THE ARTISTS’ BALL BY W. E. HILL Copyright 1925, by The’ Chleaso Tribuse Representative group of cloak and suit boys, manicure girls, sub- urban realtors and other artistic spirits at one of those mad artists’ and models’ revels—"The Ball of a Thousand and One Arabian Delights.” The time is well be- fore 11 p.m.. other- wise the floor space would be uncomfort- ably congested. “Bring your own liquor.” Miss McNulty and Miss Zink, the 'Woolworth debu- tantes, are on hand for the voting con- test At midnight the loveliest lady present will be chosen queen of The Thousand and One Arabian De- lights, which will be a great honor. (Miss Zink has just been insulted by a per- fectly strange col- lege boy, who failed to ask for a dance). Four faces to be seen at any artists’ and models’ ball. Reading irom the left, we have, the unfeeling cop with an eye on the playful boys; the waiter who brings the 75-cent bottle of ginger ale; the college youth with no ticket, who tries to crash the gate, and the financier, who instigated the ball. (With tickets at $5 per he can worry along until the next ball.) Miss Hazel Powell and Mr. Eustace Powell of the misses’ ready-to-wear department at Fields’ are garbed, respectively, to represent Miss ‘Gloria Swanson and Mr. Valentino. Hazel's costume all but depleted the feather counter at the five and ten. (XY 2 U ’ The usual line-up in the so-called gents’ coat room. Some are coming and’ some are going. Later on the floor will be used for those boys who brought too much gin. Y_oung man who went stag. out taking the air at 4:30 am. in the lady iriend's hat Can’t decide which taxi to choose from so many Adolph L Wolp, pur- veyor of hardware. asleep in a box at the Arabian Delights. Adolph, in his Latin quarter costume, is the nearest thing to an artist at the ball. Meet Mr. O'Donohue, the rough-and-ready attendant in the gents’ coat room. “Put your tips here, boys,” explains Mr. 'D, who is more rough than ready. Mr. and Mrs Maus Zittelberger have brought their dinner guests, Mr. and Mrs. Fred Spreckley, to the ball. Mr. Spreck- gne oftth; boxes c:‘ver:Iooking the dance floor. In a weak “N s 3 oment these tender-hearted old boys invited two poor, o, Fred,” said Mrs. lone girlies, who were lost and couldn’t seem to find their own party, and their own ?n, to have a little drink. Now the girls can’t be got rid of. ley was for coming in a dinner jacket. Zitt ... rger, “every one will be in fancy dress, and you'll feel so .ut f place.” So they fixed up Fred as an Arabian sheik, and a pretty good job they made of it.