Evening Star Newspaper, November 16, 1930, Page 117

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—NOVEMBER 16, 1930. The deb and her ma. Alma is being introduced to local society by her doting mother by way of a very select evening party at the country club. There will be pink ice cream and pink sandwiches and pink-tinted ice. There will also be college boys for the stag line with plenty of flasks, just in case the punch is not all it should be, which will be the case, and there will be a shortage of chicken salad. The sweet young thing. Dorothy is one of the sub- debs who are perfectly at home anywhere outside their own domain. g:le is considered a great little pal by the younger set en masse. “Let’s start something” is Dorothy's motto, and she is capable of starting -nyl.hing from a roughhouse to a fire. Many among Dorothy's companions think her a great beauty. Older club members, however— and their opinion is nil—have said among themselves, “That girl gives me the creeps!” L Z e Ladies at the Country Club By W.E. HILL (Copyright, 1930, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) Auction. Just a lovely bridge hostess looking daggers and spears and other sharp implements at a loud talker from another party. 3 The bride. “Oh, Leon, I'm doing just terrible today! The young lady champion. Kath- erine is a great one for golf, tennis, squash, hounds—indeed, any game is her meat—and she has innumer- able cups to prove her prowess. Country club members are very proud of her. What with invita- tion matches, championship matches and everyday tournaments, Kath- erine has to take as many as six showers a day in the ladies’ locker room and is getting awfully shriv- eled from it. 1f it hadn’t been for you I'd have been in that sand box for hours and hours!” When you hear something like this waf!ed on the breeze over a golf course you may know that a bride of not more than two months is taking up golf to be a real pal to the best boy in the world. Meet Mrs. Carol Thumb, the steward's wife. Mrs. Thumb has to hear all the complaints that be?ln, “Couldn’t we have fresh vegetables r a change? The peas at my lunchcon tasted like cork!” Mrs. Purse: Fingernail The money background. Some club mem- bers are wealthier than others, and it's really beautiful the wa so that others wl feel at ease. “I really think it's foolish,” says at an afternoon bridge at the ountry Club, “to own more than three or four cars. I think four cars are The guest. Lady guests of coun- try club members can always be spotted, even from afar, by the little shrieks and squeals of delight which they let out. “Oh, what a marvel- ous view, and what a charming club house you have!” or “It’s like a lovely home!” are samples of what a guest considers the fair thing to say. The younger married set. Laura is what the social columns speak of as a young society matron to distinguish iv‘ they belittle their mone: 0 are not so fortunate will loud and long. enough for anybody!” P lieve it to look at her. her from the social lights who are known as dowagers and are very disapproving of the modern goings-on. Laura is never without a husband in the offing, though seldom her own, and is a perfect mother, though you'd never be- She will mother anything of the male gender between 20 and 80. Laura and her set gen- erally round off an evening of what used to be called “whoopee” at the country club, making the welkin ring —