Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1910-05-06
THEY ARt HAVING THE
TIME OF THEIR LIVES.
AmeriCuS Fair Ones Revel
in Atlanta.

The Americus contingent at the
grand opera in Atlanta are having
what one of the girls called "The
time of her life"
Ihlrty-five or forty of them are
quartered on the fifth floor of the Ara,
gon hotel. There are the High School
graduating class, under the chaperon-
age of Miss Brown, Miss Anna May
Bell and her musical students, and a
number of others of the fair ones from
Sumter's metropolis.
To stand on the fifth floor by the
elevator reminds one of Rylander's
corner on a pleasant afternoon To
watch the Anericus ladies going up
and down, and in and out, gives the
other visitors from this city decided
ly "at home" feeling. In the dining
room of the hotel, at Nunnaly's so la
water fountain, on the streets, in the
shopping district, wherever one goes
there is sure to be seen an Americas
face, wreathed in smiles.
With one accord they all sympathize
with those who failed to realize what
a really great and grand thing this
operate week is and remained at
home.
At the opera a small army of the
Americs folks are punched together
A lady, not from this city, said after
the matinee on Wednesday afternoon
that she knew more Americus secrets,
without ever having visited the town
than probably the majority of it's own
people did. But that was probably
passing pleasantly on her part Her
seat was in the same section and sac
was fairly drowned in the Americus
aggregation.
The adjectives the school girls took
with them have all been exhausted
and they are now working up a new
supply. After a liberal use of the Gus
tomary stock, they fell back on cute"
as descriptive of one of the operas.
One of the High School girls, sitti Ig
at a table in the dining room, was
heard to remark that Geraldine Farr2r
was cute" and the opera La Tosca
was genuine shiverer." When the
Georgian" heard of it, it started out
to engage her as it's critic for the re-
mainder of the week.
Four of the girls are camped in
one room, five n another, and so on.
The chaperones, after taps" have
sounded find it impossible to get the
girls to sleep. About a. m. a trip
Is made around the rooms and final
notice given to cease gossiping. 1t is
amusing to go up on the elevator
and get off at the ffty floor about
o'clock in the evening. The tower
of Babel was mId by comparison. 1t
sounds like the Metropolitan orches-
ira on strike.
1t is jolly bunch and they are hay
ing jolly time. There is no doubt
about that. There are no dull mo-
ments in store for them this week.
They have taken ballots, unanimously
voted Caruso a darling, Martin Joy
forever, Scott a dream, and when
Gadsiii, Farrar and Homer are men
toned their eyes roll up to heaven
and words are unable to express their
sentiment.
And when they reach home next
Sunday what a flood of "reminiscences
will pour on the home folks, what
stories of delightful hours in the
world of dramatic melody, to say
nothing of strawberry shakes, and
chocolate bon bons, and tutti ftuitti
and other manifestations of feminine
extravaganza and dissipation.
And next year, will they be there to
greet the fayorites again? Will they?
Just ask them when you see them
again.