The Lexington progress. (Lexington, Tenn.) 1884-current, 1919-11-28

Coming down the line, the second
year High School class held Chapel
Wednesday morning, featuring
Thanksgiving in the exercises. Chris
TOPPER Davis read the Goth Psalm,
Paul Waller read the Presidents
Thanksgiving Proclamation. Ida
Mae Moss contributed a vocal solo,
and Elizabeth Beasley in very well
writted paper enumerated our reas-
ons for Thanksgiving.
The concert Saturday night was a
success from every standpoint. The
season tickets had sold a little slow
ly, but the splendid audience dispell-
ed all financial doubts, and the excel
lent quality of the entertainment con-
WINGED all that the Redpath attrac-
tons are everything they are adver-
tised. Maybe some Of us were bit
puzzled to keep our bearings amid the
maze of italian names on the program
maybe some Of US pricked up our
ears at every lively tune to- see if that
might be what we felt would be the
comprehensive molly on the Shore"
Maybe some watched the manner
isms of the musicians more than we
listened to tie messages of their
souls. But for all that. no one sat in
that hall Saturday night and failed to
Lave II withozat his heart having in
sol.se manner been touched. The Sc
lections used were what-is- known as
chamber music--that is compositions
for small orchestras to be played in
small rooms rather than in large con-
cert halls. In ours, from various
reasons causes not necessary to dis
euss, it lost something Of the sweet
ness and intimate friendliness that
sort Of music requires to be at its
best; but all things considered, it was
wonderfully well-done. There We're
times when the instruments approach
ed the solemn richness of the pipe or
gan. There were times when they
scuttled into clever limitations Of ban
10 picking, and many times when they
made just plain, good, fiddling, if we
may dare the wrath of the inflexibly
artistic first violinist by so designat-
ing his performance. The celloist,
Mr.. Walter Brauer, in solo, was twice
recalled, all delighted in these hap
Ply bounds his fingers made up and
down the neck Of his instrument
like rabbits leaping logs; and several
of our misses were quite captivated
by his blue-eyed beauty and naughty,
well-behaved smile. But of every
thing the players offered, the best
was the last solo of the second vio-
linist, Mr.. Carl Fasshauer. In his
first number he was wholly out of
sympathy with his audience. He had
mastered technique. one was tempted
to say, but nothing else an artist
needs to know. He despised us here in
Lexington no more than he despised
most Of the rest Of the world. He
worked for money, and not for love-
and then he came again, with a tiny
piece played pianissimo, that is very
softly, and staccato-short, dripping
notes, like raindrops falling among
roses. There were fancies in the mu-
SIC Of grateful, elfin children, Of
stately snow-white flowers, winter
twilights-all that is dear to gentle,
quiet people-and we for one dropped
our best hat in the dust to applaud.
For the Schumann Quintette for pia-
no and strings, four short numbers
we're substituted. But that pleased
rs too-best Of all perhaps-the sheer |
noise Of one Of them appearing quite |
wonderful; and we left the hall bet
Ter men and women than when we
went in. For all music is not stuff |
% tickle the ears. And good music |
IS like a church service-it is good
Tor the soul.