At Portland, Me., the 600 pipes of the potent Municipal Organ resounded last week joyous, sonorous, intricate, expensive. . . .
Municipal Organist Charles Raymond Cronham, at the console, was in fine fettle; seemed inspired with Saint-Saëns "Danse Macabre," Massenet's "Phèdre Overture."
A little man, white-bearded, energetic, wrinkled, bespectacled, found himself before the mighty instrument, viewed with approval this appropriate memorial to Hermann Kotzschmar, late famed Prussian orchestra leader, organist, composer.
The little man listened, nodded to himself, strolled out into the sunshine, entered an opulent motor, ordered himself whisked to his...
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