The Ball.

A long "write-up" of a Ball is usually a tissue of platitudes or a schedule of creations worn by "Store of Indies whose bright eyes," and soon—and so on.—

As for the dresses, our impression is a kaleidoscopic array of colour and Parisian splendour, but to particularise—never! As for the rest, the more enjoyable the ball the fewer details one hears, for those who have the best time say the least about it. For the information of those who weren't there, the Ball was held at the Masonic Hall; for the information of those who were there—but there was no beer, Ho their memories won't need jogging. Talking of beer, there was a suggestion from someone bright that an expert committee should preside over the buffet, testing all beverages with litmus paper! Gone are the days!

But for all that:, the Ball was very enjoyable. After all, it's the girls who make the show.