Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-26

THEY tell me Viola Johnston, of
Macon, was the belle Of the
ball" at the brilliant tea and
dance which marked the opening of
the casnio at the Greenbrier White,
one afternoon last week. The season
for Southerners at the White is in
the summer, and while Georgia was
brilliantly represented in July and
August, 1 think Viola Johnston and
her lovely mother, Mrs. McEwen
Johnston, are the only Georgians
there now. The present season, how
ever, is greatly favored by society
folk of the East. Miss Johnston and
her mother have worn some beauti-
full clothes, and have taken conspicu-
Gus part in all the gayeties l heard
that Viola was one OF the most sue
cessful of the coon hunt party which
enlivened the social calendar a few
evenings ago. 1t Is said to be per-
fectly delightful TO see the way in
which the diplomats, and especially
the young ones. fall into real Ameri-
can ways and amusements. One of
the girls wrote me from the White
describing the real old ia shioned Vir-
GINA supper of hoecake, fried chicken
and new corn hominy, which homely
repast was followed by the coon hunt,
mentioned above. The host of this
Southern party. my friends, was
Count Claes Monde, charge d'affaires
OF Sweden. Mrs. Johnston chap
eroned the party, and the elusive
coon led the young folks over the
Greenbrier Mountains for miles and
miles in the moonlight. This week
Mrs. Johnston comes home, l under
stand, and Viola goes for a stay in
New York.
like the country fair, my boy,
That is no josh.
And of its freaks | most enjoy
The mammoth squash.
Hnger near it; hourly pay
The tribute due,
| contemplate in terrent t1av
Its golden hue.
1t is the cream of all the crop:
lore that squash.
| lore TO see the farmers stop
AMI murnur Gosh"
/ like to contemplate its curves,
Its gOOdly size.
OF all the freaks 10 most deserves
The major prize.
VND now We have with us
~ the season Of the State
Fair. 'Tis true that Atlanta
has no such thing, the Central
City for once being ahead of us
in this line-or is 1t behind? For the
sake of old times, some Of us went
down to Macon and wandered over
the State Fair grounds, inhaling the
odor of-well, of the State Fair
grounds-and thinking of the days
when We were young, Maggie. Do
you remember when we used to go
out to Piedmont Park and eat pop
corn and watch the sideshoWs-and
walk about the grounds-and every
thing you did was glorified because
You We're young and in love and the
object of your love was strolling along
with you and eating popcorn out of
the same bag? And do you remember
the thrill that came over you when
you-the two of you-went into side
show and sat in the gloom to watch
the two-legged calf or the wild man
of Borneo, and in the gloom he held
your hand fearlessly and tenderly?
And do you recall the miles and miles
Of preserved fruit YOU saw there
Lord preserve us from paying the
h. far w a
band and home!
l like a State Fair and l was one
of those who slipped off and went to
Macon to see one last week. or
course the Governor and Mrs Slaton
and their party went down in state
and looked Officially on the pigs and
things. and were beautifully enter
tained But l wager l had the best
time, all by myself, recalling a day
long since gone by when but there,
am not going to let you be guessing
my age!
+ there be any truth in the cd
adage that 1t IS never too late to
learn, there will be a number of
elderly men in society tripping the
light fantastic toe, sooner than II
takes to give the public warning,
These men, bear in mind, are not ex-
actlv antiques, but Gray Hairs, whose
hearts are still young and whose ar
teries have not as yet begun to har-
den in the neither extremities. They
are just men who desire above all
things to glide over the ball room
floors and be considered up to date.
How it came about that this body
of Gray Hairs got together and or
ganized into a dancing class, is this:
At a recent dance where Jim Nun
nally and a few others OF the picked
turkey trotters and Tango dancers
n IN