When the Coolidge sailed on Tuesday morning it was a regular "back-to-scheat" special for there were any number of young men and women on board who are off to resume their studies.
'Among the passengers was Miss Betty Wood, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Norris G. Wood, who is to enter Stanford University' in Polo Alto, California for her first collegiate year. She was the incentive for numerous parties, being kept busy day and ight." One of the loveliest, affairs was the dinner dance which Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Crispin gave for her and also for Mr, Ted Smith, who also has gone back to college.
Miss Joan Lockhart accompanied by her brother, Mr. "Mel" Lockhart, and also by her father who went as far as Japan, is another Coolidge passenger. The Lockharts said goodbye informally to their friends at
evening. cockiaiis "in their home on Monday With The Americans The people at the American Con sulate-General are keeping busy as usual but attention just now Is contring around the departure on Oclober Got Mr. and Mrs. R. P. Butrick who are sailing via Suez for home leave in America. They expect to be away for about five months and accompanying them will be their small children, Gretchen Ann, and Richard, On next Tuesday Mrs. R. T. Bryan, mr, is giving a farewell timn for Mrs, Butrick. "Another party is being arranged by Mrs. H. Terasaki of the Japanese Embassy. Mr. and Mrs, Butrick were hosts last night at dinner, later toking their guests to the cinema, Among visitors in Shanghai are Mr. Samuel Sokobin, the American Consul-General in Tsingtao, and Mrs. Sokobin. They were among the many Americans who attended the swimming party and out-door dinner, Among others there were Mr. and Mrs. A. Bland Calder, Mr. Julean Arnold, Dr. and Mrs. Exon M, Gale, Mr. and Mfrs. Bruce Smith, Mr. and Mrs, R. 7. Bryan, jur., Dr. and Mrs. T. B. Dunn, Mr. and Mrs. C. D.
Mirror discovered early that it was hot accessary to say all that he was thinking. But no king can stop the reporting of all that he is doing When King Edward went off on a Yachting holiday in the Adriatic, it was particularly announced that' Programme of his movements would be published. He wished to be free and unobserved. And what happens? At every port where the yacht puts in, special correspondents are waiting, welcoming aeroplanes darken the sky and the inevitable guns boom their salute. He tried to dance at some cafe the other evening, but had to stop owing to. the crowds that swarmed on to the floor for the honour of dancing on the same floor as the King. A waiter begged a box of matches from him as a souvenir, and sold them afterwards for a shill: ing a match. Even if His Majesty can escape the crowds on shore, there are always those two British destroyers accompanying the yacht to remind him that he Is not a free man, Yet how can it be otherwise? King Victor Emanuel of Italy as a young. man gave great offence in Rome by shunning publicity and expensive ceremonies, shutting up most of his castles, and going for long drives in the Campagna with his beautiful Queen. "It we pay for the expense of a King, we do think we might be allowed to see him," grumbled the Romans. And now he pays the Penalty by being reduced to a mere name, King Edward has always Been a vivid, surprising personality; there is intense curiesily as to what he will do with his reign; and he is the last monarch of a Great Power, excepting the Emperor of Japan, whose throne implies a stable point reeling world. Nothing is more interesting, or more hopeless, than to speculate as to what will succeed the Hitler's, Mussolini's, Stalin's and whatever dictatorship may emerge from the blood bath in Spain, For seems to be the rule that tyrants eave no successors, and one cannot Imagine either Hitlerism, Fascism oF Bolshevism continuing to'run on even wheels when the lynch-pin has been removed. Sone. wonder people scramble for King Edward's matches and cigarette stumps.
Fur Fashions of Fifty Years The evenings are already growing chilly enough to make one think of furs, apropos of which the "Evening Standard" has Interviewed a. Mr.
Hunt who has been working for 50 years in the same furrier's office in the City. Most of the -wholesale fur merchants are gathered 'Thames Street, a narrow dingy street which slants off from the Boltom of Queen Victoria Street near Black-{rlars bridge, and leads to Billingsgate sh market.' Like the street, the fur offices are narrow and dingy. But it is a fairly safe rule in the City, that the meaner-booking. the ofice, the better the business, and the fur tendo certainly seems pretty prosperous, Mr. Hunt recalls that in the nineties, women favoured boleros, a short wasp-waisted coat usually "with a {fringe of tails, stoles, and capes. The Jatter are again fashionable and in appearance much ike the capes of 50 yours ago, Mr. Hunt supplied furs to all the great ladles of Victorian and Edwardian London, including Queen Alexandra whom he describes as speaking with a slight lisp, kindly, but inclined to be made vir-table by the constant pressure of State duties. He made a fur coat for King Carlos of Portugal a few weeks before he Was assassinated. He laments that men have given up wearing fur coats, perhaps owing to the disappearance fof grand dukes and archdukes who set the example, But against this every woman and girl now wears furs and "the demand for them is enor mous. "In fact democracy pays better than aristocracy for those who can get on its right side, The dog population of London is steadily dwindling, In the year ending March 30, 1930, licences were issued to the number of 250,564; in the same 12 months ending this year there were only 212,561. But this is because Londoners love dogs not less, but more, The dog population of England now numbers 3,000,000, or nearly a million more than just after the war. But kind-hearted people are learning that in London 'a dog Teads but a dog's life, and that he needs country ait and space.
'The increasing use of fats' and decreasing size of their rooms also tells against. keeping dogs. When your Principal sitting room, though described by the house agent as "spa dous apartment," measures perhaps 12 x 10 ft, it is useless to think of borzois and Alsatians; and in such restriction even a Poke begins to me,
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