The Choral Club, under the direction of a competent leader, meets
Wednesday evenings in the big recreation room on the third floor of the
store, with a usual attendance of about two hundred men and women who
are trained in part singing and in chorus work of various sorts. This is
not only enjoyable and popular for its own sake but it has an added
value in leading toward the organizing of the store's talent for
concerts and for musical plays.
And it has such talent. Do not forget that--not even for a passing
moment. It would be odd, indeed, if a family of five thousand folk did
not develop upon demand much real histrionic and artistic ability of
every sort. And when such potentialities are fostered and encouraged,
the results--well, they are such as to warn Florenz Ziegfeld and the
rest of the Forty-second Street theatrical producers to keep a sharp
eye, indeed, upon Macy's.
On Monday evenings, the entire winter long and well into the spring, the
Dramatic Club meets and here every budding Maxine Elliott or Ina Claire
has her full opportunity. On Tuesday there is a get-together
evening--one begins to think with all these evenings so neatly filled of
the calendar of a real social enterprise--and then one sees the store
family at its fullest relaxation. Here was a recent Tuesday night. It
was just before Christmas and the store was approaching the annual peak
load of its year's traffic. Yet it had no intention whatsoever of
relaxing a single one of its social endeavors.
On this particular Tuesday evening our salesgirl--the one whom we saw
but a moment ago being inducted into the selling organism of the
store--made her first personal acquaintance with the Community Club. Let
her tell her own story, and in her own way:
"Up in the recreation room a few hundred of us gathered for a regular
party. Some few of us had gone home after store hours for our dinner;
the others had had it right in the store's own lunchroom. It surely is
great the way that you _can_ get a meal there in Macy's at any time you
are staying late--either on duty or on pleasure.
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