Arrival. A small & bulgy man stepped of the S.S. Rotterdam in Manhattan last week, faced a battery of cameras, obligingly revealed a shock of springy red hair, grinned far into his freckled cheeks and quickly left the pier. No customs officers molested his baggage, no questions were asked, for he was Josef Willem Mengelberg,* high man in Holland, come once more with diplomatic passport to conduct the New York Philharmonic Orchestra. Pressmen followed him, asked hurriedly of concerts abroad, of his villa in Switzerland (with its five subcellars), learned that he had held seance with Conductor Arturo...
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