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Goodwin's weekly : a thinking paper for thinking people. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1902-1919, March 02, 1918, Image 8

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H!i 8 GOODWIN' S WEEKLY
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i I H I THE CHA TTER-BOX m
!Hi III V ill INCE time lln"
m. 09 111 memorial wo
MP 1 l men have
J III sought to be
II b e a utiful. I n
h .- 1 Me!! 1 the early days
H of Greek and
H v Egyptian history the members of tho
H fair sex thought of nothing else but
H their mirrors studded with precious
H stones and a dozen beauty aides that
H would enhance their charms in the
H eyes of their devoted suitors. Flowers
B were crushed from the fairest fields to
M make perfume for milady's toilet
1 table; oils and soothing lotions from
M, herbs and tiees were combined to-
M gethcr to do their bit for her beauty,
M while slaves and waiting maids galore
M were at her beck and call. The love
' of beauty has come all the way down
' the ages and today, even in the rush
m and hurry of a thousand war duties,
' the wise matron and maid spend sev-
M eral hours each night in beautifying
M and are also patrons of reliable beauty
H; . shops. Farafine has come into its own
M recently for many uses and the thrifty
Hj housewife who in the summer days
M, pours the crystal like liquid on her
Hh i winter jellies and jams, does not
H dream, perhaps that some of her sis-
Hj ters are using the same preparation to
Hi preserve their faces.
M There is a certain matron in our
H1' community w ho has past by several
Hj summers the period of "middle age."
H? Mother Nature in years gone by was
H unusually kind to her and she pos-
M sesses for a woman of her years an
H excellent figure. But her face! Ah,
H that's the rub! It has been treated to
HI an overdose of the parafln treatment.
H I (At least that is what the Tabbies are
H j purring over at the 4 o'clock tea cups.)
H It has not been administered evenly,
H J for one cheek stands puffed out as
H plump as a pippin, while the other is
Hj j puffed in rather a modified thiee-cor-
H nered effect.
Hi We are told that the parafin is in-
H jected while warm into the skin and
H then, as it cools, is moulded into posi-
Hj j ) tion by a skillful masseuse and war-
H j, ' ranted not to allow the face to sag, but
H j will produce the round appearance of
H youth. Maybe the treatment will be
H (' successful in winter weather, but how
H't about the torrid days of July and Au-
gust? It might then be tempted to
H I "run a wee bit," and then what would
Hu i be the result? It has been a real joy
H j( to a certain coterie of women to dis-
Icuss the inflated cheeks of this certain
matron to their hearts' content, for
she belongs to the set of climbers who,
though born and bred within the shad-
) ows of the Wasatch mountains, has
years ago forgotten the friends of
their childhood and the memory of
f their barefoot days when they helped
' to deliver the evening's milk.
M !
Moral Puff your face if you will,
but don't forget the childhood compan
ions who have grown up in the same
city and happen to know family his
tories from A to Z.
HB was an honorary member of
Ks the musical set. That is, she en
joyed music, although not much of a
player herself. But she appreciated
the best.
"How I long for those springtime
buds to unfurl their little green ban
ners and then hear preparations for
the big organ recitals at the Taber
nacle," she exclaimed at a sewing
circle, as she stopped work ' long
enough on a sweater for one of the
"Sammies" to look out of the window
at the snow lancers charging the
earth from the gray sky battalions.
"First there's the great crowd of
tourists at the doors, all excitement
and talking. Then tho jam and con
fusion of getting your seat inside and
then silence and then. music. Such
music! When 'Mac' plays! I love to
hear him sweep over the keys of the
organ when he's playing some oi those
wonderful classical compositions. But
O! when he gives us one of the
simpler ones then is when I listen
with heart and soul as "well as ears.
There in the middle of the program it
is. You all remember of course you
do. 'Old Melody arranged by Per
former.' Lucky are you if it's 'Swanee
River.' I think McClellan's arrange
ment of that Stephen Foster melody
is the sweetest memory of them all.
"You see a couple of southerns turn
each to the other, give just a faint sus
picion of a smile and then hunch over
nearer for that loyal elbow touch of
sympathy when a stranger hears a
voice from home. For they come from
Fosterland. Over on the other side is
a couple from New England. They love
it, too, for 'Swanee River' is loved by
Northland as well as Southland. The
man turns to speak to his silver-haired
wife sees a bit of a tear glistening in
her eyes then turns and seems to
swallow a bit hastily.
"And all the while the beautiful song
is being played wonderfully. 'Mac' is
not playing, he's singing, I tell you,
singing to the heart of you! The ar
rangement consists, as near as I can
make out, of the air of this plaintive
tune played in stately, measured time,
while with his other hand McClellan
plays the accompaniment 'way up
high, like reeds shaken by the wind
and the heart instinctively seems to
measure its tread to that of the noble
instrument. Soon you see 'back home'
Pennsylvania, New York, Maryland,
wherever it may be. Faces long since
fallen asleep on God's pillow peer at
you from the midst of the great pipes.
Voices silent many, many years ago,
whisper to you words of courage, and
strength and love. And all the while
that gifted of God releases the silvery
stream of music fiom the great instru
ment towering above him. O! I want
to hear 'Mac' play 'Swanee River' again
with the whole day ennobled by the
sweet old song attuned to your soul."
Vf RS- John A. Marshall and Miss
M Mary Marshall entertained at an
informal tea Tuesday afternoon at
their home on East South Temple
street for a few of their close friend's
on the eve of Miss Marshall's depar
ture for France, where she will do war
telephone work, having recently com
pleted a course of instruction with the
local telephone company.
Miss Marshall is the second daugh
ter of former United States Judge and
Mrs. John A. Marshall, and lias been
very popular in younger society
circles. Her sister, Mrs. Alva Lee
(Miss Carey Marshall), and little son
are with Captain Lee at Fort Byer,
New Mexico.
Miss Marshall is one of the many so
ciety belles who has given up social
festivities for war work. Miss Hope
Kerwin, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. P.
A. Kerwin, who formerly made their
home in this city, now of San Fran
cisco, has also taken special telephone
work preparatory to telephone ex
change work in France. Miss Amelia
Lundquist is another young Salt Lake
girl who will leave for the east in the
near future, preparatory to war work
in France.
y?RS. Lewis B. McCornick presided
14 over a beautifully arranged tea
Wednesday afternoon at her home on
East South Temple street, in honor of
Mrs. George Cains and Miss Olsa
Cains of Montreal, Canada, who are
the guests of Mr. and Mrs. Frederick
Cowans at their home on Second ave
nue. The guests of the afternoon in
cluded a number of the close friends
of the hostess, who were hidden lo
meet the honor guests, who during
their stay in Salt Lake have received
a great deal of social attention.
HE members of the Tuesday
s afternoon sewing club were en
tertained at a beautifully arranged
luncheon Tuesday afternoon at the
home of Mrs. J. H. Patrick on First
avenue. In the center of the table was
a dainty crystal basket filled with lav
ender sweet peas and sprays of white
narcissus. The guests of the after
noon, exclusive of the club members,
were Mrs. John C. Daly, Mrs. Le
Grande Young, Mrs. Earl Pembroke
and Mrs. Edward Elllcott. The club
members present were Mrs. Lawrence
Green, Mrs. Walter T. Pyper, Mrs.
Frank Fisher, Mrs. Enos Hoge, Mrs. T.
W Naylor, Mrs. William D. Riter and
Mrs. Edward McGurrlu.
fUSSELL L. Tracy entertained at
JE a delightful dinner dance Tues
day evening at his home on Second
avenue in compliment to a number of
out of town guests. The table was
covered with a dainty cloth of Jap
anese embroidery in the center of
which was low bowl of delicately tint
ed cherry blossoms, the place cards
were decorated with Japanese designs
and covers were laid for twelve.
Mr. and Mrs. F. C. Richmond and
Mrs. Walter Newton Pugh have gone
to Washington, r ' tostor. and Phil
adelphia for a st- sevcL'.' weeks.
While in Boston th will-visit Mis
Gladys Richmond, who is spc-nding the
winter there. k
Miss Marie Gibbons has returned
from New York and Boston, after a
stay of several months with Miss
Gladys Richmond and Miss Winifred
Dyer.
Mrs. Lafayette Hancnett and Miss
Helen Hanchett will leave about the
fifteenth of March for New Ycrk,
where they will join Mr. Hanchett,
who is associated with Col. D. C Jack
ling in government munition w k.
Mrs. Walter E. Buchly left early in
the week for Palo Alto to join her hus
band, Lieutenant Buchly, who ij at
Camp Fremont. Mrs. Buchly has been
the guest of her parents, Mr. and Mrs.
J. C. Hooper, for a short visit. ,
A CONNOISSEUR
Two brothers were being entertain
ed by a rich friend. As ill luck would
have it, the talk drifted away from or
dinary topics.
"Do you like Omar Khayyam?"
thoughtlessly asked the host, trying to
make conversation. The elder brother
plunged heroically into the breach.
"Pretty well," he said, 'tout I prefer
Chianti."
Nothing more was said on this sub
ject until the brothers were on their
way home.
"Bill," said the younger brother,
breaking1 a painful silence, "why can't
you leave things that you don't under
stand to me? Omar Khayam ain't a
wine, you chump; it's a cheese." New
York Globe.
"I don't skurcely see how Nephew'
Adrian is going to get along over
there in Europe," said Mrs. Hornbeak.
"He can't speak enough of any foieign
language to make himself under
stood." "I don't 'spose he'll need to," re
turned Farmer Hornbeak. "As I un
derstand it, he has gone to shoot Ger
mans, not to debate with 'em."

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