Sparrows fluttered delightedly around the Lewisohn Stadium in 138th street, Manhattan, last week. It was the ninth generation of sparrows to hear the singing of violins, flutes, horns. The heterogeneous music issuing from the mammoth nest of human beings surprised, amused the sparrows. "Those birds," they chirped, "have big throats." After a while, Conductor van Hoogstraten raised his baton; the tuning ceased and, in perfect unison, the instruments began Beethoven's Fifth Symphony. Aghast, the sparrows fled.
Not so the 10,000 men and women who had flocked, in spite of a strike of...
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