A FEW UNINTERESTING REVELATIONS ABOUT CHORUS TOUR
ilato^fileepiag ‘^chortis girls '-^had to
forego this privilege on the chilly morn
of Feb. 6, for at 7 a, m. that day the
Montreat Singeres boarded ''our" Trailways
bus and began the sixth annual chorus
tour. Mr, Guy xjas finally on his -way
with his brood of thirty-five girls—*we
should say since Marjene seemed to
be living in dream world, judging from
tha grin on her face and the new ring
on her finger.
Our first stop was the high school in
Franklin, North Carolina, ^athy Steele
started things off right by drawing sev
eral wolf whistles from the audience as
she stepped out to give the commercial,
¥e sang Thursday night at Murphy, N.
C.j, and we understand that a boy at this
church really impressed Ann Cox x^hen he
told her that the most beautiful girls
he had ever met were from Kentucky.
Friday morning, we arrived at Copper
Basin High School, Ducktown, Tennessee.
We had hardly stepped off the bus, when
we saw a marvelous sight somebody we
knewl There was Faye Robinson, all
smiles, making us feel right at home.
^ snow and the
fact that Mr. Giy forgot to change his
watch, we managed to get to Shelbyvllle,
Tennessee, that night right on schedule.
( oor Mr. Guy called T.nng-distance to
inform our hosts for the night that wc
would be an hour late. When he was re
minded to set his watch back an hour, he
had to call again and correct his mis
take.; Mary Lou Kiser broke the 11 v, m
bed-time rule that night and kept her’
roommate awake until 2 a. m.I
^Saturday we spent in icy Nashville
going "broker", if possible. Virginia
Tolley bought another unusual hat to
add to her collection. (Her lamo-shadc
hat had Mr. Guy all confused~he always
had to check to see who was under it each
time we got off the bus.)
Saturday night found us t.'^king it
easy in Lebanon, Tennessee. Barbara
Priest discovered that she and her host
ess were kissin* cousins. Naturally,
ter host wanted to get in on the funI
The next morning we could hardly sing
because the church balcony was filled
>ri-th boys from the military academy.
J. Lou, GSpocially^ ttad the uu—
pareonable sin of eye—wandering during
the course of that concert. Seems that
one boy kept watching her.
Sunday : vt gang at Columbia,
Tennessee,^ Marilyn always seemed to
get attention because she stayed in a
"Guest House" that night with Frances
Arrington, Dot Allen, and Joan Conner,
and came up with a brilliant new idea—
a slight case pneumonis. Of course,
Martha Robinson was sick the next day,
too.^ ^^zing how some people can
be dignified even when they're not feel
ing well.
Monday, xje sang in Lawrence County
High School, Tennessee, and in Tupelo.
J^ow, we aren't sure what state that city
belongs to but Sabra could pri-bably en~
Jighten anyone who wants to know. She
must have been there before, because
there was a casual acquaintance of hers
named Glenn in the congregation.
Tuesday, i>je crossed into a beautiful
country called Alabama. We sang in a
hi :h school in Jasper and then sped to
Birmingham. All the rush was caused by
some of the girls xdio could hardly wait
to see Vulcan, the iron man who turns
his head every time he hears a fire eng
ine passes. That night we sang to a ca
pacity crowd and when Kathleen Johnston's
and Dot Allen's families came it looked
like old-home week. The good people at
the church had teen secretly informed
that it was Mary i'fengrum’s birthday, and
had a surprise party all ready for her.
The next day wo sang at Jones Valley
High School in Birmingham, which incid
entally has an excellent band. From
there we went to sing with a hillbilly
band on television. Gladys made a big
hit here when she borrowed one of the
"cowboys'" guitar and out-played hin.
(Incidentally, she celebrated her thirty-
first birthday idiile on tetr and didn't
tell anyboty. Can you blame her?)
Wednesday night we sang to Mr. Guy's
kinfolks at Bessemer, Alabama, Thursday
morning, Frances Murphy tried to sleep
late and skip a concert, but the preacher's
wife managed to get her to Bessemer High
School just as the curtains were opening.
Thursday we crossed the Tennessee River
three times on our way to Florence, Ala■
Phyllis declared I’apturously, "I just