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)t Sunday §laf WASHINGTON, D. C., FEBRUARY 6, 1955 TOD Exclusively Yours Cabinet Painters Take Chief's Cue “The President gave a paint ■et to every cabinet member and told them to paint," said a worried cabinet official's wife the other day. “That isn’t true,” said Presi dential Sec retary Tom Stephens, “I gave them to the cabi net.” And six of them have f in lshed their p a i n t i ngs and sent the m in. added this Bet,! ' B,*le fey Irishman, obviously in wardly tickled at having gotten six of the country’s biggest VlP’s worried about how to get oils onto a canvas. Painting, like golf, is so chic these days, it’s just as well to show a little interest. Four Being Framed Two of the paintings are hanging on his walls, the other four are being framed. It now becomes perfectly apparent why Tom Stephens is resigning. He’s surrounding himself with so much amateur art, he can’t take it. Is he going to leave the art in his office, which Bernard Shanley will soon occupy? “Certainly,” affirmed Tom, “just as long as the Republi cans are in. What’s this fellow Mellon got that I won’t have?” he asks, fondly mulling over the whole delicious project. The sets he gave out were can vasses with little numbers on them and oils and a little book showing where each color was supposed to go. Secretary of the Treasury Humphrey never even showed his painting, which turned out to be a palomino’s head, to his wife Pam. though it was fin ished and sent to the White House by the end of Novem ber. She has her doubts that the Secretary, who never came home with paint on his fingers, even laid hand to brush and brush to canvas. "George probably had to get help from the Engraving De partment,” chuc k1 e d Mrs. Humphrey. “I hope we don’t get a dollar bill now with a palomino’s head on it.” I JKssAKSZi v " ij, a|j| 'Am i ■Md i ' A^Hj^UKttkl^^BSHßttttSßslm MKgMg Mjjafif |P|| JflnHunHnn US #iIBSB . JBMHk , ■ gr|- H JhHhH 1*11? s.s <•;% j |J|hE<' ’" / 1 ,>* ,.‘ '* Z'\ * * ■',, v , t v ,v v i, v iy& J -! I I HBaiHSR iHiHHHHBnnHHI^H ram* Ps|ff s|: ; |R;; THEY SUIT OUR CLIMATE —Just right for Washington's merits of a soft navy-blue suit, accented with a white balmy spring ore these Balmain suits. - Mrs. Joseph straw hat, and a gray suit, with a light-blue straw. Borda, Mrs. Kefauver and Mrs. Wimsatt consider the By Betty Beale The two hanging in Tom’s office are an oil portrait of an Indian chief by Postmaster General Art Summerfleld and a caravan crossing a desert by Secretary of Agriculture Ben son. Mrs. Summerfleld had wondered if her husband could paint as well as their grand child and she now laughingly concedes that he did right well. Mrs. Benson said her husband was so busy he really had to get their daughter Beverly to help finish it. Secretaries Weeks and Mc- Kay have completed theirs too, and Tom insists that Mr. Weeks got a bang out of paint ing his canvas over the holi days. In fact, though he him self tried it once and gave it up instantly, he thinks they'll all be grateful some day that he set them out on the road to this new artistic pursuit. He also got Fred Waring to do a pastoral scene which is in his office. If a new cultural wave sweeps the country, you’ll un derstand why. Or maybe American painting has been set back two decades. Dazzling Affair An elite “ball that will rock Washington off its fee t has already been scheduled, believe it or not, for next November! The people in this party town are used to being invited two months ahead, but when a person has to save a dafte 10 months ahead for a soiree—that’s news. And this affair promises to be dazzling. Washington’s first Interna tional Ball will be held Thurs day, November 10, for the benefit of the Children's Con valescent Home, and to cele brate the running of the Washington, D. C. Interna tional Race at Laurel the next day. The question is, will any body be able to hold his eyes open the next dd!f to see who’s in first? Two famous hostesses noted for the decor and chic of their parties, Mrs. Harold Talbott, wife of the Secretary of the Air Force, and Mrs. Arthur Gardner, wife of our Ambassa dor to Cuba, are co-chairmen of the to-do that is expected to draw close to 1,000 social ites in these parts. Former Ambassador George Garrett is chairman of the Advisory Committee. The ball will honor the top men in the diplomatic corps and will feature inter national entertainment. Royal Wedding At least five Washingtonians —Mrs. Mesta, Mrs. Trux tun Beale, Mme. Julia Bram billa and the Andre Vis sons—have received invita tions to the royal wedding that will flood Portgual with purple this week. Ex-King Umberto of Italy, who’s so handsome and loaded with charm the women hare all rave about him, and his Queen Maria Jose will see their daughter Princess Maria Pia di Savoia marry on Saturday. The lucky fellow whose rank makes matrimony thinkable is the Duchess of Kent's nephew, Prince Alexander of Yugo salvia. Their wedding is the climax of a romance that be gan on that famous cruise of 100 royal persons that King Paul and Queen Frederika of Greece organized last sum mer.* It just goes to show, there's nothing like a cruise, girls! Even though he’s partly re sponsible, King Paul can’t go to the wedding, nor King Bau doin of Belgium, though he’s one of the best men. They have never paid an official visit in Portugal so it seems that protocol says nix. But all the royalty who can be there will witness the noon ceremony in the little '‘Fish ers' Church” in Cascais, Portu gal, where Umberto makes his home. His wife, the daughter of the late King Albert of Bel gium, lives in Switzerland so she can have the constant help of a noted eye specialist, but apparently the King can’t live in Switzerland and isn’t sup posed to go there for more than two weeks at a time. For the blueblooded gather ing in the little church, the women have been instructed to wear long dresses and hats; the men, jackets tight (cut aways) and decorations. It's too bad the whole kit and ka boodle couldn’t take place here. The only thing the Washington season lacks is a good high-flown, ermine coated, satin-splashed ro mance. 11, P il Wrm * ' : -afev Hi Jm i f HHr — %V -- XHI 1391 I *1 ' 11 MB ,- - By |h vHSfI 1 ■', j. mm msmrn ''vw sxxi'™ Bachelor Girls Speak Minds. 1 On Bachelors—And Vice Versa “The Tender Trap,” which opens tomorrow night at the Shubert Theater, has much to do about something pretty Important. Namely, the snares confronting bachelors and bachelor girls in the big city. Important enough, it seems, to give ideas to Washington bachelors. As for bachelor girls— they’ve always had ideas on this subject of single blessed ness. Particularly, in a city where the ratio of women to men is something most wom en would like to forget. What about the lot of eli gible lassies in the Nation’s Capital? Or the drawbacks to being that VIP known as the Washington bachelor? It appears there are plenty. Robert Beahan, who works for a brokerage firm, says: “One of the shattering things a bachelor has to face is matchmaking friends. Those happily married couples who spend their time trying to marry you off. Every couple By Patricia Simmons of months they come up with your perfect counterpart.” Miss Jane Marilley, presi dent of Courtesy Associates, an organization of college grad uates who act as secretaries and gal Fri d a y s for b u s i ness firms, is startled by one bache -1o r type she’s met on several oc casions. The one who suggests c a s u ally, "Call me up some time and 1 e t’s Miu M*riu»r. have lunch.” Jane is still wondering what the man in question says if a gal takes him up on it. John White, ex-newspa perman now at work on a master’s thesis, thinks Wash ington women are far too smart. “They erupt like vol canos all over the place with all their brains,” says John. “They work at getting bright er and brighter. Finally, they’re not only bright, they are intelligent and that’s hope less. Then they outshine the poor guy—in fact, they see light through him.” Miss Anne Heard is back in Washington after running a charter-boat business in the West Indies. "The Washing- M ton bache lor I love Is the one you meet at a cocktail party and a month later, when he get 8 around to calling you, he says, ‘Hi, this is Joe Smith.’ You’re ex- pected to cat a 1 ogue Ml ” He*rd him according to time, place and party. Not even a hint like ‘l’m the guy who passed the cheese hors d’oeuvres.’ ” Miss Anne Mundell, with the Republican National Commit- £ , y. . f WK*,«KS'!j» ','£’ : \ HHGMN \ - i v - HHHyi • M- ' - v V 7^ ,/ife | H/" f / ' I *’ v* .... HEART SUNDAY, TOO —Mrs. Fred M. Vinson, honorary chairman of another heart project this month, Heart Sunday on February 20, maps out her program with Mr. Jack Evans, chairman of the month-long fund drive. tee, declared it never fails when you take a date to a Washington cocktail party. “At least two attractive men will ask you to go on to din ner. But go by a cocktail party alone on your way home from work, especially if you’re tired and would love to get asked out to dinner. You walk home alone.” Representative Paul Rogers of Florida allows the “bache lor girls aren’t the only ones who get tired of being asked t h e, $ 6 4 question . namely, k “Why Aren't I You Mar- I rled?” Being I up on the I Hill, I’ve I been so bus y I , haven’t even had time to think of an answer.” Miss Kay Hanson, Rep. Roper*. pres ident of the Women’s Ad vertising Club, says, “The bachelor who’s irritating is the one who thinks every bachelor gal is out to marry him. The reverse type, the one who is friendly and casual, comes close to being God’s gift to women.” William Fitzgerald, pub lic relations man, beats the drum for the bachelor life in Washington. "Boston was ■ft M* ’ never like * this. It’s not just a i single man's 1 ego that in- I slates here I it’s his I waist line. R When ca reer gals . g here say'l they can I cook they I can.” > Calvin Bk mMHH Cobb turns Mr. ru.«r»id, a lawyer’s mind to the bach elor’s paradise on the Po tomac. ‘‘A myth,” declares Mr. Cobb. Dr. Tom Armour, George Washington Hospital resi (See Simmons on Page D-17.) HEARTS AND FASHION—Mrs. James McSherry Wimsatt and Mrs. Estes ver admire evening gowns from the Pierre Bal main collection which will be featured at the valentine fashion show luncheon in the May flower Hotel ballroom on Monday, February 14. Sponsored by the Women's Board of the Wash ington Heart Association, it is being staged to help support the association's program. IHHftl|||! “,i gjk. H , 8? i 1111 k \ ||| *B > II ' V PRETTY PINK Another board member, Mrs. James Hughes, admires a Balmain creation. The pale-pink shantung coat-dress is worn with pink shoes. \ a I SB | <1: iMBiIWWWW . Mm ...... A 31BraE«MBfMBM 1965: ... Bk SVi * -7? § -!■» - * Ik' —St«r Staff Photos, by Randolph Routt. SIGN OF SPRING —Mrs. Elmore Higgins, jr., admires a perennial spring favorite, a navy-blue print. Sleeve less, it is paired with a hip-length fitted jacket.