The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-02-16
PADEREWSKI CAME AND
PLAYED AND CONQUERED.
THE PIANIST GIVEN
A WARM RECEPTION.
A LARGE AND FASHIONABLE AUDI
ENCE.

Curious. politely interested apprecia-
ative. enthusiastic, enraptured = by
these degrees the big audience that
filled the California theatre to the
doors last night warmed to Paderew-
ski
Those who came to scott remained
to pray. There were plenty who had
sheer on their lips and protest in
their eyes, dragged thither by fash
ionable or musical wives. Before two
| hours were passed these self-Same
men We're shouting "Bravor' and were
splitting their gloves as they clamored
for more.
1t was the first time in history that
San Francisco audience was seated
and waiting for the play to begin. 1t
was the first time in the remembrance
of the argonauts that an audience re-
manned seated till the last lingering
note had trembled into silence
The house was a glittering mass of
color and sparkle. For San Francisco
it was wel1-dressed. Provincialism of
costume cropped out, as a matter of
course. There were women in white
satin and tulle, the folds of their valu-
minous skirts lying in pillows above
the serge breadths of outing suits.
There were no sailor hats, but almost
every other sort of headgear known
to ancients or moderns. Many heads
were bare and some were crowned
with monstrous, picturesque confec
tions.
AS usual the women had been of
many minds about what to wear. Per
h!sgs a seventh of the lower floor was
dressed as though for the opera-in
pale gowns, decollete and shining
with jewels. The vast majority were
well dressed from the waist up.
Enough women appeared in shopping
costumes to spoil the general effect.
The sprinkling of men could not
quite dim the respondent glory of the
birds of paradise. 1t was a beautiful
house'-that's what the treasurer said
and the shimmering horseshoe, spark
ling with precious stones, was worth
seeing. The boxes were tenanted by
women in low gowns with brilliant
flowers and more brilliant jewels.
Everywhere the house palpitated with
the throbbing color of American
Beauty roses, and-fluttered with the
stolen plumage of the doomed egret.
Downstairs there were fine clothes
and stolid faces. Upstairs there were
shiny coats and seams that told of hall
closets and mothballS, and faces tndt
glowed with the passion of music
divinest of passions. When the music
had begun the men and women up two
flights of stairs cared not a whit
whether their gloves were old or new,
or whether their coats were fresh or
shiny. They only knew that the air
was alive with music. interpreted by a
1naster-that the things they had al
ways loved were being told to them
again with new meaning. Then all
their dreams of melody came true.
The winning of the audience was
gradual. When Paderewski appear
ed there was prolonged applause. Men
clapped because it was expected OF
them and because women urged them
on.
The pianist came on with a brisk lit
tie walk. his arms hanging limp and
jointless, his hands dangling and his
head down. He bows often and oddly.
does Paderewski-with queer, stiff.
little nod of the head When he bows
the mat of his hair on one side covers
his brow and shades his face.
"Oh, why doesn't he hold up his