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Conger Reynolds correspondence, March 1-17, 1918

1918-03-06 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2

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a steam to go anywhere. By the time I had waded home tonight my shoes were saying "slosh, b'gosh." However I got them off, donned a thick wooly pair of dry sox and slippers, substituted my bath-robe for the stiff-neck blouse, and am now stretched in my arm-chair before the fire too comfortable for belief. I didna write to you last night because Colman Frank inviegled me into going with him to hear Tosca sung by a small company of the subs of the Opera Comique, Paris. The scenery and staging were atrocious, as was to be expected in a town of this size. But the singers did very well. The baritone had a right good voice, and Tosca was not 'arf bad. You would have enjoyed the orchestra. The girl at the piano was imported, and played capably. She had as assistants two local boys who played violin and cello, a soldier on percussion who played viola, and
 
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