Although the former dances have been very successful functions, it was the opinion of many present at the annual dance held at the Adelphi Cabaret on 3rd August, that it was the most successful yet held. There was a record attendance, and the spirit of socialibility animating the gathering made things very pleasant and cheerful, while the music and good supper were added attractions of the evening. The Rt. Hon. J. G. Coates (Minister of Railways) sent an apology for his absence [he being prevented by Parliamentary duties from being present]. Mrs. Coates likewise could not attend as she was out of town. Mr. H. H. Sterling (General Manager of Railways) conveyed the good wishes of Mr. and Mrs. Coates for the success of the dance. Mrs. Sterling was a chaperon. She wore deep rose georgette with coloured beaded embroideries. Her sister, Miss Nicholls, was in geranium georgette. The other chaperones were Mrs. Hunter, in black; Mrs. Wynne, in black, with bodice of jet sequins; Mrs. Lynde, in black; and Mrs. Spidy, wearing opal-tinted velvet embossed georgette, and a coat of brocaded lame.

Among those present were: Mr. and Mrs. F. C. Widdop (Mrs. Widdop wearing mauve beaded georgette); Mr. and Mrs. Furkert (blue over silver); McQueen (black sequinned frock; Mr. and Mrs. McNamara (black and gold); Mr. and Mrs. A Barnett (blue and silver); Mr. and Mrs. Davidson (green and silver lace); Mr. and Mrs. Brown; Mr. and Mrs. G. Wilson; Mr. and Mrs. Flanagan; Mr. and Mrs. Valentine (vieux rose georgette); Miss Jean Tolley (white georgette); Miss Tolley (in green); Mr. and Mrs. Rodie (pink sequinned georgette); Miss Clark (deep rose georgett); Mrs. and Mrs. Simmonds; Mr. and Mrs. Kissel; Mr. and Mrs. J. Collins; Miss Corrie Smith (blue velvet and georgette); Mr. and Mrs. Butcher (red georgette); Mr. and Mrs. Roussell; Miss I. Clark (pink taffetas); Mr. and Mrs. Tierney (black lace over pink); Mr. and Mrs. Dennehy (black with blue and silver sequins); Mrs. Simmons (pink taffeta); Mr. and Mrs. Welling (blue chenille); Miss Burbidge (pink marrette); Miss Clay (blue crepe-de-chine); Miss Clifford, Miss Collett (apricot chenille and georgette); Mr. and Mrs. Fay (silver tissue); Mr. and Mrs. Marris; Miss Smyth: Mr. and Mrs. G. G. Stewart (cyclamen with black velvet wrap); Miss Marjorie Stewart (mavis blue); Mr. and Mrs. Fergie (pink beaded georgette); Miss Whitcombe (blue and silver); Mr. and Mrs. Nash (beaded pink georgette); Miss Lee (blue panne velvet and marriette); Miss Buttimore; Miss Aitken (flame georgette). The Committee comprised Mr. H. J. Wynne (chairman), Mrs. Haslam, Misses McQueen, Aitken, Tolley and Clark, and Messrs. Lynde, Hunter, Guiness, Spidy, Roussell, Millington, Morris, Fergie, Mitchell, Robieson, Hawk, Murray, Shrimpton, Lett, Russell, Simmons, and G. T. Tierney (hon. secretary).

A Home-made Tray.

Small trays can readily be made at home from old picture frames. The frames selected should be plain and strongly made. A small piece of cretonne, having a suitable design, should then be cut and stretched tightly over the plywood backing, the edges being carefully neatened. A sheet of plate glass should be placed over this and the frame itself placed in position, and firmly fixed to the backing. Two small brass handles should be procured and screwed one on either side of the frame. These trays may be made most decorative by a judicious choice of pattern and frames, and can be used for a variety of purposes.

Baked Cream Cabbage.

One firm cabbage, 3 tablespoons butter, 3 tablespoons flour, ½ teaspoon salt, 1 ½ cups milk, 1 cup bread crumbs.

Shred cabbage fine, cook seven minutes in boiling salted water, drain and arrange in a buttered casserole. Melt butter in top of double boiler, blend in flour and salt, add milk gradually, cook over boiling water until thickened, stirring constantly to prevent lumping. Pour over cabbage, sprinkle with crumbs, bake in a moderate oven until brown.

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A Dearth of Berths

Mr. Kennedy Jones, one of the most powerful figures in the history of journalism, was a determined man. While he was staying on the Riviera an urgent message called him back to Fleet Street. Kennedy Jones wished to travel in comfort, but there were no sleepers to be had. However, he had made up his mind. He explained to the maitre of the Hotel de Paris, a gentleman of considerable influence, who assured Mr. Kennedy Jones that something should be arranged.

“‘K.J.’ arrived at the station confident of a princely reception,” writes Mr. Preston. “Judge then his fury and indignation when he found that the conductor of the train knew nothing about him, that all the berths were taken, and there was no hope of getting one. But still ‘K. J.,’ dominant, commanding, and insistent, was not defeated. He said dauntingly to the conductor: ‘Whose are those things in that berth there?’ pointing to a cabin The conductor explained that they were the things of M. Blank, a Frenchman. ‘K. J.’ slipped a couple of napoleons into the official's hand, and peremptorily ordered him to put the Frenchman's baggage outside in the corridor. The conductor threw up his hands in despair. He did not know what Monsieur would say when he found this outrage committed. But he clutched on to those two napoleons, and they clinched the matter. Shrugging, he departed, and ‘K. J.’ proceeded to take possession. To make doubly sure he undressed and got into bed at once.

“Just before the train started hell broke loose in the corridor. The dispossessed one had arrived. He screamed, tore his hair, and raised the devil. But the big brute of an Englishman was in bed, and the conductor, bought for two napoleons, protested that there must be a mistake, and all would doubtless be well if Monsieur would wait. Presently the noise died down.

“‘K. J.’ had a passable night. Next morning, after shaving and going to breakfast, he asked the conductor how the unlucky Frenchman had got on.

“‘I hope you looked after him as well as you could.’

“The conductor was all beams. ‘Ah, thank heavens, Monsieur, the Frenchman was all right, and slept beautifully.’

“‘How do you mean?’ asked ‘K. J.’ puzzled.

“‘Well,’ explained the conductor, ‘there was a saloon car put on at Marseilles, with a bath tres chic and accommodation of the most beautiful.’

“A strange suspicion dawned in ‘K. J.'s’ mind.

“‘Put on at Marseilles? Was there any name on it?’

“‘yes, it was for a Mistaire Jones Kennedy, but he did not come, so I put M.

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