The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1899-05-14

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What was Jyp's horror on learning at
the return Of our little news bird last
week that our jovial acceptance OF
Rosenthal as a physical power was
taken in the light of a musical criti-
cism! Ye Gods! and judged accord
ingly. But probably it can't be helped
if the planet Jupiter was not in the
ascendant at everyone's birth. Nor is
it to follow, as matter of course, that
ones motive is the less pure because one
is misunderstood, so we won't worry
too much over it.
In the first place this is not critic S
column, but a social column, with a
capital g. in which ones own idea
about things is strictly tabooed. In
fact, one is not credited with having an
idea; ideas here are supposed to be an
unnecessary waste of gray matter. Now
that is wrong. Society does think once
in a while. We can cite, if desired, al
least two cases where she did, and who
knows but that she might feel fiattered
at finding an intellectual remark in her
own special column. And then it would
not necessarily (?)-that's an explana-
ton point-render wholly valueless the
regular critics opinion, even if he did
not always agree exactly with US. Now,
would it? As to Rosenthal, were we
permitted to lay him out on the operat-
ing table OF musical criticism, we are
sure we would not find very much the
matter with him, except perhaps a
slight tendency toward heart failure,
and some of our best doctors would not
admit even that. Rosenthal is mar
vel in his way, and we, for one, would
like to hear him once a week ad infini-
tum. That recalls an anecdote said to
be authoritative. Rosenthal thought he
knew what he was to play at his concert
here, some two weeks ago, until by
some luckless chance he glanced at the
program provided for the edification of
our music-loving-bu in some cases
unsteady untutored-public. Then it
was all off for q. minute. The combina-
ton of unknown names on a back
ground Of impossible green was almost
too much for even his strong recupera-
tive powers. We'll" said he, in his
petrated the crime of that program
would be hanged in Vienna for laesio-
musicae.' It might be a valuable hint
for the manager if we suggested that
he send all musical programs for ap-
prevail to the Secretary Of the Saturday
Club, as that organization seems to
have assumed censorship of all musical
matters in the city.
Miss Esther Cos1ninsky and Miss
Hannah Goodman returned last We'd
nesday to San Francisco.
Mrs. Melville Furth is visiting her
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. S. Lavenson.
Mrs. W. T. Trainor spent last Sun
day with relatives in Dixon.
Mrs. B. R. Crocker on Friday went to
st. Helena, where she expects to remain
several weeks.
A very enjoyable afternoon was spent
last Tuesday at the home Of Miss Helen
Lavenson, in honor of Miss Esther Cos
minsky, who has been visiting her sis
ter, Mrs. Carl Kaufman. A unique
game was played in which Miss Vein
stock Dame off winner, with Miss Price
as a close second. The dining-room,
where refreshments were served, be-
came an improvised cherry orchard and
rose garden. An immense bowl Of red
roses in the center of the table was
set on a. handsomely embroidered CEN
ter piece of red, while ripe cherries and
blooming roses We're scattered about,
and hung in every conceivable shape
and position The color scheme was
carried out even to the refreshments.
ices. lemonades, dainty CONNECTIONS, all
looking as if touched by the deep of
some glowing sunset. Among the
guests were the Misses Price, Alice and
Helen Weinstock, Mrs. Charles Hexter,
Miss Cosminsky.
Mrs. E. /. Calvin gave thimble-bee
last Tuesday afternoon in honor Of her
sister, Mrs Elliott of Portland.
The advent of Mrs. MerceH (nee
Walker) of Oakland will be a valuable
addition to the musical community.
How funny that there happened to be
two popular club men out on Dewey
day. each in new bicycle buggy, and
each beside a lovely charmer. either Of
whom might have taken our remarks
last week as personal. AS matter Of
fact, we saw but one outfit, that con-
tanning the lady with the hair of-but
that's telling. Anyway, our remarks
might be equally applicable to both.
The young gentlemen probably had the
same thoughts, and we haven't doubt
in the world but that poor Heine's ''Du
bist vie cine Blume" was fer the hum
bred and fffieth time more or less be-
ing set to new music, that of soft muir
muring, pneumatic tires and briskly-
no, slowly, trotting horse.
Mrs. Alice Foye has been with Mrs.