The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-04-15

the opera, her beautiful shoulders
very white against the black sim
pIlclty of her gown. She sang the
w altz Song from Romeo ana juliet,
suu9.l euteu for the Bell Song from
Lelckme, and her listeners fairly
reveled in silvery cascades of col
oIature. A flexible voice, of mar
result was that 1 was asked by the
Vicious range; one listened with alb
sorbing eagerness to her cold, clear,
eliminating in a top note of daz-
zlng height. We do not thing it
was E in altissimo, but it was ac-
complishment enough and the house
We mt wild. Coming Through the Rye
and another simple melody were
her encores, given very gracefully
and prettily.
Rudolfo Fornari sang an excerpt
from the Barber of Seville-his fav-
cite opera-with magnificent effect
q wealth of temperament and dram
attic fire reflected in his big, ring
ing baritone. He was recalled with
enthusiasm so pronounced that it
amounted to an ovation, responding
with a beautiful, expressive Neap-
olitan love song, inimitably given.
Raoul Romito, the Neapolitan fish
erman who is one of Director Rus
selPcs finds, lacks somewhat, as yet,
Cne polish of a Chesterfield or
Disraeli; but one thinks nothing of
t4AlS NhSu lie hCSll4S " sing Ills
tenor is big and robust; yet it has
notes in its upper register as sweet,
IL appealing. as those of a wom-
ana strange yet compelling COM
pound of spirited power and caress-
ing tenderness.
Miss Myrna Sharlow-looking in
her natural character, somehow. a
hundred times more naive than as
Marguerite-walked straight into the
hearts Of her listeners; an excep-
tionally sweet and pretty young girl
with the most charming little man
ners in the world She showed
what the future holds for her in
ner almost exquisite singing Of the
aria from Madame Butterfly; and
hen. seated dcmurely at the piano
TO give third encore, she tugged
Rt the long white gloves which po-
Sitively refused to come off, the
audience laughed with her in her
.predicame emit.
Finally came Jose Mardones, who
appeared to even greater advantage,
f + he had more opportunity, than
as the relocated mischief maker in
Faust. What an artist he is-what
big, virile, magnificent artist His
wonderful voice, perfect in quality.
rich in dramatic sentiment, rolled
ion III like the tones of some great
| organ, and the audience rose to
| MIN. There was a storm of APP
| plause when he finished the aria
from Simon Bocanegra, and it broke
firth afresh at the first bars of
his encore-the Toreador Song from
| NaI men, so well-worn yet so pop
| uiar, and almost pure baritone. one
| experience such as this is worth
| ell, 1t is worth a season of ordi-
| mar recitals, and is long to be
| cherished in pleasant memory.
The long, brilliant program, run
ming the gamut of tragic emotion.
as most grand opera programs do,
ended with sharp contrast in burst
| of rollicklng, care-free comedy-the
| second act of Martha. 1t is deli
CiCus touIing-this romance of the
young farmers who have won the
| hish-boIn ladieS of the court and
! NY, with masculine awkwardness, to
! initiate them into hOmely househ old
cares. Nine. Sconey who had seemed
a trifle bored at times, unbent COM
/ pletely a; gave a piquant comedy
/ inpersonation, infusing ii with many
/ little feminine arts and wiles. Mr.
White--her husband in private life,
by the way-Wrs robust and jovial;
heartily mt" the humor of the
thing; the audience enjoyed itself,
too. and so the evening ended with
a flow of high spirits and good
feeling on L,th sides of the foot
lights. The quartet singing was
admirable and the English words for
once could be understood, because
three-fourths OF the little company
were Anglo-SaXon.
Altogether. delightful evening
and a brilliant scene outside the
theatre as the long line of auto
mobiles twinkIed away into the side
streets. Will the powers of New
next year?