, PART TWO
SOCIETY SECTION
The
OMAflA
SUNDAY
Bee
PART TWO
SOCIETY SECTION
VOL. XLIX NO. 13.
' OMAHA, SUNDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 14, 1919.
B 1
SINGLE COPY FIVE CENTS
rtx
s
ct
ion
Interviewing First Lady of
Land Has No Terror
For Gabby
; !t Has Never Been Done, but Gabby Started Out With
Determination to Talk With Mrs. Wilson
This Is How It Fizzled.
By CABBY DETAYLS.
ABBY'S brain was growing
1 rusty, there were cobwebs in
"" the corners and dust around
the crevices, and she longed for the
sensational and the impossible. The
modern heralds, who sound the inky
trumpet of the approach of the
' mighty, had foretold the coming of
the first lady of the land. Gabby
' decided that she would be the first
" and only one who had ever inter
viewed this unapproachable person.
- Armed only with a yellow pencil.
but girded with the armor of detcr
tnination, this young scribe sallied
iorth all on a Monday morning.
3"he whistles blew, the flags waved
stud Gabby's heart beat high with
Jiope. She pressed closer to the
liiachine as the presidential party
v.alked through the station, for she
knew that Mrs. Wilson would be so
'Wtlighted to see her. Bang! a trusty
irifie was thrust in front of her nose
'and a stern, khaki voice admonished
her "to keep out of the way."
: Was Gabby discouraged? Not
yet. Mrs. Wilson was seated in the
.Dietz car and Gabby noticed that
the distinguished visitor was speak
ing, although distance drowned the
j words. She mustn't miss a thing,
and perhaps the auspicious moment
for the interview had come. She
ran around the stern warrior, whose
' ejes were turned elsewhere, and
landed with a hop right at Mrs. Wil
. son's, elbow.
"I think they are charming," she
heard the soft southern voice say,
and, with a toot the car was gone,
and the would-be interviewer was
Jcft gasping in a cloud of dust. Just
what was charming was hard to de
termine, whether it was the sun
... shine or the odor of coffee emitting
from the canteen or Woodrow's
gray tie, but. anyway, it was a sat
isfaction! to know that Mrs. Presi
dent spoke English.
But the day's, work had just be
gun. Never was a sleuth more
keen on the scent of a criminal than
was Gabby on the trail ofthis only
.woman in America who positively
will not be quoted in cold print. The
Auditorium was a seething mass of
humanity,, with a few of the anoint
ed on the stage, sitting very secure
On their reserved seats. Gabby burst
right in among the elect and was
told in haughty tones by Mrs.
Prominence, whom you all know,
, that she couldn't sit there, "those
eats were taken."
.She had hoped to enlisMhe aid of
some of Omaha's notables in secur
ing this interview, the first and only
one, remember, which was to be sent
broadcast all over the country for
a goodly sum. But with this chilly
welcome she faded into the wings
io hope against hope for a word
with the first lady of America as
he came up the stairs.
-""Alas and alack, Gould Dietz had
''scooped" her He was evidently
felling Mrs. Wilson one of his very
good stories in ljis best manner, for
she was laughing heartily and not a
look did she turn toward a humble
cribe with high 'aspirations.
The president's speech was really
tedious, for Gabby cared little for
peace treaties when she was dying
ito know what his wife thought of
.the French women and if their
clothes really are as chic and fasci
nating as lhey look between the
' (printed pages. A burst of applause
and the political part of the orgy
was over while Gabby did a real
; foot ball "rush" to get to Mrs. Wil
son's side. A silver-haired matron
, was introducing the first-lady to a
long. line of suffragists and war
1 vwkers.
Gabby's questions were burning
jn the tip of her tongue; oh, for an
introduction! The chairman of the
(reception committee had forgotten
her. She clutched her arm, frantic
, ally, but all to ho avail. Mrs. Jorjes,
, who knit 650 pairs of socks, was
more important, and Gabby saw her
ast opportunity going. Undaunted
she grasped Mrs. Wilson by the arm.
Can you imagine the temerity of it,
and Gabby testifies that her long
gloves were pure thread silk!
Would she turn? Almost and at
that minute tiie great American pub
lic went "over the top" and landed
on the stage pushing this way and
that until order was a thing of the
rast and Mrs. Wilson's picture hat
was in danger of total annihilation.
There was still hope. Tire train
would not leave for an hour and
Gabby could surely talk to her at
the station. She extricated herself
from the mass of humanity just in
time to see the last machine whirl
down the street. A taxi, that ever
present help in time of trouble!
Running a little marathon to a hotel
nearby Gabby flopped inside a huge
one and gasped Union station."
She settled her hat, which lodged
over one eye, powdered her shiny
nose and burned a little mental in
cense at the shrine of the kind
Fates who might help her if they
only would.
Not a soul in sight at the depot!
Horrors, had they gone? Would
that awful old St. Peter who col
lects the tickets and keeps inquisi
tive mortals from the trains be there
to stop her? Gabby waited not to
see. She grasped her personality in
one hand and her last remnant of
paper in the other and made a dash
through the gate and over the
tracks, there was Mr. Wilson as
calm as you please, opening huge
boxes of flowers by the car window.
It was Only a step inside, but one
look at eight grim, secret service
metv and Dr. Grayson, the presi
dent's physician, were sufficient, for
they said as plainly as did the Bel
giawSj "You shall not pass."
Now, Gabby had no bombs in the
pockets of her sweater and her only
ammunition would have been ques
tion marks, but she mignt just as
well have been a rabid bolshevik
with long hair and a red tie as faf as
that unsleeping vigilance committee
was concerned.
The first interview is not yft writ
ten. Gabby's pencilis broken and
her hopes crushed for she longed
for a glimpse of the real personality
of Mrs. Wilson. But there is a sil
ver glinl; even to tiie dark, clouds
dt discouragemetit, for there were
side lights seen if not heardf A
mere man ostensibly took short
hand notes, out he sat at just the
right vantage point below the stage
to note that the first lady has a very
pretty ankle, even to say limb. But
not so the women, all they noticed
was a twist in her drop stitch hose
and that probably a hook was off
her gown and that a diamond bar pin
covered this deficiency. Another
dug back into the past and even
boldly suggested that Mrs. Wilson
is not always supplied with dainty
ribbons for her camisole, but has
used common, vulgar safety pins to
provide the proper connecting link
Mrs. Sam Burns, who was on duty
at the station canteen that eventful
morning was the fortunate person
who really conversed with this high
and mighty one. Mrs. Wilson told
Mrs. Burns of the station canteen
in Washington where she had dis
pensed doughnuts to the doughboys.
The president donated his private
entrance at jhe huge depot for the
canteen and it was one of the finest
in the country. Mrs. Wilson was
tempted to visit our little eatery,
but she couldn't leave her husband
that long, she said, for he was alt
eagerness to be off.
Mr. Dietz is a disappointed man
because he could not persuade the
presidential party to stay at his cot
tage at Lake Manawa and- have a
nice little swim in the limpid wa
ters, and Gabby really will never be
the same again, for a golden vision
has turned to brass.
Capital Society Lively
Even Without the
Wilson Family
Bee Bureau.
Washington, Sept. 13.
'fTHE topic which most interests
. I society in Washington and
around Washington just now
is "what plans are being made for
'the entertainment of the royalty
jtcheduled to be guests here this sea
son?" And that is the one topic
upon which one can get no enlight
enment until the return to the White
House of President and Mrs. Wilson.
It looks as though about three
weeks from today the city would be
in the midst of festivities for the
much beloved and much respected
king and queen and crown prince of
Belgium. They are sailing about
September 23, upon the historic
George Washington which carried
the president and his party back and
forth between New York and France.
' Oa reaching JJew York they will
; come directly to Washington. It
ia not at all 'likely that all of the
distinguished guests of the nation
.will be domiciled at the White
'House. The king and queen will
go there, and be the president's
guests. There is no suite suitable
ifor them and their entourage and
'the government will entertain the
arty accompanying them, ia one of
the splendid private homes of the
city, several of which" have been
placed at their disposal. A number
of them have been mentioned in this
connection, but they have accepted
the million dollar home of Lars An
derson on Massachusetts avenue.
Mrs. Anderson is so far as is known,
the only Washington woman who
has a personal acquaintance with
their majesties, and who has been
entertained by them in Belgium,
though in their temporary palace.
Mrs. Anderson's little visit to
them will be remembered for its
democratic atmosphere, as her bag
gage got lost or stolen enroute, and
and as she traveled in her Red Cross
garb, she was obliged to dine with
their majesties in that costume. The
circumstances were explained and
elicited a good laugh.
The queen had her maid provide
Mrs. Anderson with night clothes
and complete toilet outfit from her
own stock, and when the visitor left,
they were all packed and tucked into
the carriage by the maid, with the
queen's compliments, a charming
and very personal souvenir of her
historic week-end visit.
Mrs. Anderson's splendid, courag
eous and philanthropic work in Bel-
Glorious Rebirth of Society
In Omaha
THE social life of Omaha is to
open this year in a T)laze of
glory, with the entrance of
King Ak-Sar-Ben the twenty-fifth.
Society and its doings having
been relegated to the background
during the days of war and recon
struction, are to have a glorious
rebirth this fall, and it is only
fitting, that the ending of such
every successful relief work, should
hold as counterpart, the rebirth
of the social season of Omaha.
Next to the liall itself, the flower
parade ranks second in importance
in events on the social calendar.
Omaha has never been so well ad
vertised as through the;e flower
parades, and no one event of the
year will bring the crowds from
nearby towns in such numbers, as
when the board of governors an
nounce a flower pageant, such as
77
-5
mI1 K An th afturnnnn rf
Thursday, October Z. .
Mrs. James E. Davidson was the
first wife of a governor of Ak-Sar-Ben
to list her car for this event;
and it will likewise be Mrs. Dav
idson's introduction to the fall fes
tivities held on an elaborate scale.
Mrs. Davidson came to Omaha
two years ago when all were ab
sorbed in relief work, and her first
experience with Ak-Sar-Ben wasJ
held' in the dull, grey mood of war,
a mood not to be compared with its
usual magnificence.
Miss Dorothy Davidson, only
daughter of Mr. and Mrs. David
son, will ride with her mother. Both
Mrs. Davidson and Miss Dorothy
are striking brunettes, and their
car, will no doubt, gain much admiration.
4 4
mmmmm
45
till
mm
mmmmmmmm
1
wow, i in in nun mini- m,iW mi, , , ,,r nm urn if i, ; ,v , ,,mtmimmmL
Red Haired
Girl Should;
Wear ? ?
She Is Particularly For
tunate This Season
With the Fairies.
j By ELEANOR GUNN.
j 8pwlt to The B.)
TH E girl with red hair has
things all her own way this sea
I son. The entire color scheme
j carried out in the fall mode suits
her to a nicety. ' v,
! It is hard to believe that there
; ever was a time when the red-haired
i girl felt that fate had been unkind
1 lo her. Nowadays she knows that
fiery tresses are regarded as an
asset and it must amuse her just a
little to knoV that when wonieu
; take to touching up their hair it is
usually with henna.
One reason, perhaps, that red hair
; was not appreciated in time gone
, by as it is today, was that mothers
j insisted on dressing their sorrel-top
j daughters in blue. It is the most
I unbecoming of all colors for the
I auburn-haired girl. The same girl
I dressed in green or brown is lifted
I out of the ranks and she stands
j forth even though she may not be
pretty a glowing tribute to good
taste in dress. '
What more wonderful for the. au-burn-haired
girl or for the girl
whose -hair is much brighter than
auburn, than the glorious yellow
and henna shades that are talked of
as the season's leading colorsl
Such warm, bright tones are but
a reflection of her own bright color
ing. If she is brown-eyed she will
be a picture done in sepia and if
her eyes are blue she will find the"
tawny shades intensify their blue
ness. It is pretty safe to follow the old
formula of selecting colors that
match either one's hair or one's
eyes. When a girl's color scheme of
style harmonizes with her red hair
she is on the straight road to be
come an artist -in dress, for an ap
preciation of color values takes one
a long way toward artistic achieve- ,
ment, no matter how it maybe ex
pressed. From palest amber' to
deepest copper there is a color for
everyone whose hair has caught a
glint sl "d or a thread of copper
The capucine shades, dark tete de
negre, and all the wonderful rein
deer and fur colorings are calling to
the auburn-haired woman to make
them her own. ;,
Although this range of color gives
her a great variety, there are greens
which must not be ignored, since
they are both fashionable and tre
mendously flattering to this type.
All shades of green 'from jade to
Nile and on to the bright oriental
greens are very strongly stressed for
evening. Wromen of all types are
wearing them, but no type is quite
as alluring in green as the girl with
red hair. Soft almond and reseda -greens
are lovely for her and so is
the brighter jade. Citron, that pe
culiar greenish yellow that is so dif
ficult to wear, excepting under arti
ficial light, is less trying to the
maid of the sepia tresses than to any
other type, so there is no dearth of
colors from which to select. There
is also all black and the ivory and
black and a range of grays from the
palest to deepest rose taupe.
Some red-haired women are dar
ing enough to wear shades of deep
rose and even geranium. . These ,
bright shades naturally have a tend-v
ency to make even the reddest hair
look golden and are liked by some
for that very reason, although care
should be taken in selecting these
colors that the result does not make
the hair appear faded.
It is a well known fact that some
colors may be worn with perfectly
good .results under the chin, iut curi
ously enough, not over the face. A
blue-eyed woman iay wear a red or
cerise gown, but a hat of that color
is ill chosen for it comes in too close
proximity to the eyes. Just at the
moment there is a flare for bright
pheasant turbans in vivid Mendings
of red and yellow, frequently but not
always relieved with bronze green.
A pheasant turban is a charming
choice for a sunny or coppered
haired girl or even one whose hair
is frankly red, and now is most cer
tainly the time to demonstrate the
truth of the theory. 1 .
One test, while not a criterion for
all style problems, but an indication)
just at this time of merging season
is awaiting your notice in Ne.w,
York's most exclusive restaurants.',!
The small, close-fitting hats are quiej
the cleverest one sees there.gan,
more and more one will see
warm-hued pheasants, where smart!
birds of a feather flock together, ..''w
i1 ni.i
rkdlV 1 UUI SCiJmtqs
ORISON SWEET MARSDEff"!1
iniHIHilT
gium, and the fact that Mr. Ander
son was once United States minister
to Belgium was the inspiration for
the trip. It is natural enough that
the Andersons should take a promi
nent part in the entertainment of the
king and his party during their
Washington visit. Their house was
tendered the government bv Mr. and
Mrs. Anderson for the use of the
Belgian mission headed by Baron
Moncheur. in the early part- of the
first year we were in the great war.
The Belgian minister and his
brid, area aud Baroness de Car-
t.er de Marchienne have arrived
here. The baroness was formerly
Mrs. Hamilton Carev Wilkes of New
I York, and the marriage took place
' without previous announcement in
j Paris in July. . The baron's title is
old and honorable one, but has
j not been used by him until now. He
has always designated himself mod
iestiv as "Mr." The baron's first
wife also was an American, a Miss
Constance Draper, cousin of Prin
cess Boncompagni, formerly Miss
Margaret Draper of this city. She
was ill a long time, and came to this
country several years ago to stay in
Colorado, where she died, without
having made any improvement.
Great Excitement.
The greatest excitement of this
month is, of course, the visit here
and the greeting of General Persh
ing. His constant companion, his
son, Warren, the little human monu
ment to his once happy and adored
family is with him. Is it significant
that the returning hero from France
is occupying the same rooms at the
Shorehaja occupkd itf""SIarclj. X913,
by President Woodrow Wilson
when he was inaugurated the twenty-eighth
president of the United
States? Pershing's sisters, Mrs.
Butler and Miss Pershing, of Lin
coln, Neb., Mrs. Paddock, his sister-in-law,
and hrs brother and nephew,
James Pershing, and James Persh
ing, jr., of Chicago, are also with
him in Washington. They arrived
yesterday and are being entertained
by old friends, as constantly as the
general will permit, and as publicly
as he is willing.
His preference is for the shadows
of the limelijrht and not the glare.
It was in Washington that the ro
mance of his courtship and mar
riage took place. He was then Lieu
tenant Pershing, and she was the
debutante daughter of Senator War
ren of Wyoming, for whom she had
acted as hostess for a year after her
graduation and the death of her
adored mother.
The wedding was a beautiful one
in the church of the Epiphany which
was packed to overflowing for the
ceremony. A brilliant reception fol
(ConUaned fw Xwo. This Swtlta)
Am I hitched up right, orWW1
round peg in a square hole?
Do 1 feel every drop of blood ,"ad
every fiber in me tugging awa'yj.j
my ambition, saying ''Amen'ainy.
work? ' d m 1-t
Am I backing u my chafljjrtj
life in every possible way, or am I
sliding along the. lines of leat j-e-j
sistance? I ' j
Am I keeping myself fit to do thej
biggest thing possible to me every
day of my life?
Am I working along the Iine1
my talent, or am I getting my lir
mg by my weakness instead of
strength? '
If you can answer the above ques
ions in the right way, you will
bring out a hundred per cent of
your ability instead of the 50 per
cent, that the majority of young -men
are content to develop; you
will attain your ambition and be
what you lopg to be New Success,
1
