Sweet summer breeze, whispering trees,
Stars shining softly above;
Roses in bloom, wafted perfume.
Sleepy birds dreaming of love.
Safe in your arms, far from alarms,
Daylight shall come but in vain.
Tenderly pressed close to your breast,
Kiss me! kiss me again!
When an oldtime singer sang that old-time song last week, Manhattan forgot for an instant its tap-dancing tunes and wallowed in a sentiment marvelous to behold.
It happened in the current series of Victor Herbert revivals. Sweethearts had passed uneventfully (TIME, Oct. 7). Then Mlle. Modiste was advertised with Fritzi Scheff to sing...
