The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-10-30
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| 1t can no longer be said, after the crowd which went to Temple Emanu- Fl on rainy night to hear John Cowper <, Powys, and the throngs which filled the Jefferson theatre to listen to Geraldine Farrar, that Birmingham is a poor lecture and concert town.
 But 1t can be said with great truth that it is city without hall or thea tre large enough for special occasions and that it is a shame that the audi torium has been so long coming. Man | ager Douglas deserves much credit for the way he seated the audience on We'd nesday night without in any way vio- lating the fire ordinance. He is some packer. and tt is an art.
 By the way I was as much interested in the gathering of Birmingham music lovers as was in the performance, for I always get great pleasure in watch ing the faces of an audience during a , concert, play, or a sermon, or an ad- dress. Being in the habit of facing crowds so often myself I always try and chose place when I am not on the programme where I can see how the hearers are responding to the actors and the act. It is never-failing source of interest.
 I think those who were out Wednes- day night will testify that it was the most brilliant assemblage which has ever graced the Jefferson since it's erection. Gallery. balcony and dress circle were all filled before the curtain went up; and when it did there sat be fore those in the front of the house many of the best known people in the city, and involuntarily there was litter which ran through the assembly at the evident embarrassment of those who for the first time in their lives were facing the glare of the footlights. I hate to be tied to a seat during a performance. I hope that in the next theatre built there will be many more boxes and that the custom of visiting during the play will be the thing. Not only this but it would add much to it's attractiveness if it be provided with a foyer in which the playgoers may prom enade between acts. I used to get more pleasure out of this part of the evening when living abroad than l did in watching the play or opera itself can shut my eyes and bring up pictures of the gay scenes at the opera and the Comedie Franchise in Paris, and I'll never forget a first night at Budapest when Othello was presented.
 
 l went to the Jefferson, expecting to remain only little while as I had had a hard day and was physically. mentally and spiritually out of concert tune. But the first number on the programme soothed my aching body and tired spirits. I am sure that those who heard MT. Schofield will never forget him. He to me was really wonderful. I said to him when he came off after singing
 Swing Low Sweet Chariot" Are you a southerner?" and he replied, No" but I am often asked the question, why?'' answered, because somehow you give the melody and the words like a true son of the south.s
 
 have always been fond of the harp. somehow it's very form appeals to my artistic sense, and peculiarly so when a beautiful woman with expressive eyes. lovely throat, heaving bosom, curved arms and dainty fingers does the playing. I do not care for it over much when it falls the lot of a man to finger the instrument enjoyed every piece given by Miss Sassol. as she is not only a great harpist but looks the part. Her selections, rendition and manner captivated the audience. I got chance to talk with her between acts and found her charming Italiaenne, who was tremendously interested in her countrymen who were entertained in the international balloon race
 Then came Farrar to whom the gods have been gracious. She has talent, temperament, and personality plus. and knows how to sing. act and dress. What greater gifts than these could be bestowed on any woman. I first saw her in Atlanta some years ago during grand opera week. It was at the Geor- gian Terrace, and she along with the rest of the stars were strolling through the lobby, the parlors and out on the terrace. happy. noisy. care free bunch of artists out for a good time. I was over there the other night and recalled the gay and brilliant company which had seen on previous visit.
 
 It's hard to think of her as a Yankee" for there is nothing in her looks or ways to indicate that she Is a daughter of the north. She seems cen turies removed from the Puritans. Not in thousand years would she be taken for prim New England maid; but on first sight she brings to mind the typical daughter of the south, the very incarnation of the spirit of Dixieland with her raven black hair, wonderful eyes. and perfect abandon of manner. But having said this have not said all for ingrained in her very being is something akin to the French both in appearance and department. There is only one word to describe it, she is 'chic.
 It is not for me to write about her voice as I am not musical critic. and therefore I will only tell the things know about. When Dolly called me into her dressing room. she said in her own charming way, T want to present the nice preacher who wrote about your black and white stockings" and her eyes just danced and she was good enough to say that she had got a good laugh over the revival of an old story of the days of her childhood. She was as natural and girlish as she could be, and when I said on leaving, T hope your 'Farrar luck will never desert you. and that you may always be happy" she answered with some show you so much. it's the best wish you could have made for me-"
 On coming out the first person l ran against was Pa" Farrar about as companionable and easy approachable man as ever came to Birmingham. I remarked Tt must be bit wearing