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II I . WILMETTE LIFE October· 26. 1928 i···········~············-. f Frank Reynolds and his mother, Mrs~ I 1 I 1 1 I I HeleD. B· Lawrence : 1 PIANIST COLUMBIA SCHOOL OF MUSIC Academic andOnly Collegiate Pupils Phone Winnetka 9'14 1 I I II I --························_.. I Rose Reynolds,· of 726 Eleventh street are home after a three months' trip to Europe. Mrs. Reynolds spent four weeks in England later joining her son in .Paris and touring the Continent with h1m for several weeks. -oE. W. Crush o f 701 Laure1 avenue is driving to Champaign this week-end for Homecoming game ·at the U niversity of Illinois. I When President Meets President For the Family There is no better drinkand no better food-than milk from the WINNETKA SANITARY DAIRy. tl It should be used with every meal of the day in some form. Purity, wholesomeness, and every goodness in our milk. WINNETKA SANITARY DAIRY 818 OAK ST. / / / / / / / '// /// PH. WINN. 137 Photo by Bernie '/ //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////,'////////////////////////////// //////, Your Photograph on a Xmas Card At the left is President Walter Dill Scott of Northwestern, his hand firmly grasped by President Frank LeRond McVey of the University of Kentucky as the two met in the middle of the field at Dyche stadium Saturday between the halves pf the Wildcat-Wildcat game. Robert Campbell, chairman of the board of tru~tees of Northwestern, is at the right. I began to form my bouquet. After taking off the half-dead leaves, I placed the flowers in a green glass vase. There were some peony leaves of a bronze color that I tried with them, but they had too much regularity of form and sameness of color and had to be removed. I went out again and gathered trailing vines with bright red ·berries from the fence. The green leaves were too plentiful and I took off most of them, leaving only a few the color of the glass. I wanted bronze colored leaves, but trailing and irregular. A raspberry bush had just what I wanted. The woodbine had dropped its last bright leaves but I found one or two on the ground and used them. My dahlias that have single flowers, had been cut down and their stems and leaves lay in a heap near the fence. In this heap, by eye suddenly caught the color of a bright red. One of the blossoms, poor and imperfect, but still beautiful in color, lived. That was my fir,s t find. With this addition, the bouquet pleased me, almost. It lacked something. I went out again. In the flower boxes, a few petunias still struggled on, several deep purple ones among them. When these were arlded, touches of purple among the red and gold and bronze arid green, my bouquet was finished. I stood off and looked at it, and to my wonder, I saw a lovely, glowing, colorful thing, not at all a thing for which I was in any way responsible, for · it seemed to have got away from me and to have caught somehow, something of the spirit of the occasion for which it was created, so that it seemed like a s~mbol of the love one feels for old friends. And that, of course, is something one cannot deliberately put into a bouquet. Garden Talks (Contributed by Wilmette Garden Club) Have you had trouble finding enough flowers in your garden for a bouquet these days? Perhaps you are so sure that you have none that you do not try to find them. But these are the most interesting kinds of bouquets tliat are made from the last survivors of the summer's flowers, for you have to use your ingenuity to fill the empty spaces, and then when you have finished, you find to your surprise that something has crept into your bouquet that you did not put there, a faint, intangible quality that makes it far more alluring than a mere arrangement of a quantity of perfect flowers. I wanted a garden bouquet for a luncheon. Since the guests who were coming were old and valued friends, I wanted to do them special honor and to have my own flowers for them. "But there isn't a flower or a bud in the yard," I thought. However, I went out in search for there is always something. I found a few gold-red single chrysanthemums and with these This is a personal and everlasting remembrance Make your appointment now Our designs are exclusive I ~ JosEph D. Tolorf Out Photograph· Live Forever · 518 Davis Street Phone Univ. 2178 A Good Natured 'Peeve' "My folks made me drive 20 miles this morning to get these nuts. rd like to know what you Billy Boy people do to these nuts to make them so different," said a pleasantly disturbed gentleman in the Billy Boy Nut Kitchen. "But they're so good and always so fresh, they're worth the drive," be complimented. When your palate calls for crisp, fresh, delicious nuts, drive over to the ( · ! Laurence Pahlman Takes College Golfing Title Word has been received here that Laurence Pahlman, formerly of Wilmette and now of Evanston, won the ~olf championship of Campion college, Prairie du Chien, Wis., in a tournament played there recently. Pahlman is a freshman at Campion. The golf champion of that college for ·the two years previous lost to him this year. Frnh BUttf/ Hot~~ BILLY BoY NUT KITCHEN lfertll 81lon Bo&el B..ldl·r Plloae Gnealeaf IHt Opett Eu~t~in1· Till 1G--Sundc~a 1 to 9 lit DaTit 8&.