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C E R T A I N L Y , the Grand President stopped over to see our chap-
ter. The first thing I knew, Alice Collier called me up with the
news that she had received a telegram that Her Highness would be
here the next day. And thereupon great excitement ensued.

It's really lots of f u n to plan things in a hurry—especially when
you are married. Babies showed signs of croup, husbands were called
out of town, maids up and left, automobiles noted for their faithful-
ness developed the sulks, and new hats were mysteriously lost by the
milliner—but when the train rolled in, we were there, and the auto-
mobile was there, and the Grand President was there, and the
Columbia Highway neither sulked nor loitered nor turned up missing,
but unrolled its pleasant asphalted length of waterfalls and bluffs and
winding river and sunset and genuine dry-mortised Italian wells
(the G. P. will understand this reference) to view.

Afterwards, school and household cares forgotten, we dined at the
Benson, and aside from a few little defects, due to our youth and
inexperience, (sic) such as foregetting to distribute the place-cards
until after the coffee, and overlooking the fact that there was a
dinner-check to be paid and no convenient husband on hand to un-
obtrusively manage the finances, we had a lovely time. Luckily,
the G. P. was too nice and diplomatic to notice little slips like that,
and we only hope she enjoyed her short visit as much as we did.

The next fine, large piece of excitement was the baby party. Oh,,
such f u n ! A l l the kiddies in their best bibs and tuckers, and
each one, as cute and cuddlesome as a kitten, fond mamas standing
around just bursting with pride, and all the single members as ador-
ing auntie-rooters on the sidelines!

The youngsters were all so quiet and good at first, just like
little prunes and prisms, each one sitting by its own and ex-
clusive mother and not saying a word—just looking. And then
Auntie Alice brought out a basket of fascinating packages wrapped
in tissue paper and blue ribbons. After that, there wasn't any
more quiet, anywhere.

When the kiddies had played with their new toys awhile, they
went out on the porch and posed for their pictures. And not one
of them cried! Of course the pictures were splendid.

Then we came in again and had lovely things to eat: grown-up
eats for the big folks and nursery eats for the babies. Wasn't
Auntie Alice Collier nice to all her little nieces and nephews?
We hope somebody'll give another baby party soon.

Of course, we had a Christmas party, so that we could see the
girls who were home from college. That was a nice party, too,
with everyone talking at once except Mabel Robertson who was