A sick man, narrowly escaped from death, recently asked the woman who had nursed him if she would please sing him Venus' music from Tannhäuser. The request was no sick man's babbling. The woman happened to be a great singer. After her season with the Chicago Civic Opera Company last spring, she was preparing to sail for European engagements when a long-distance telephone call told her that a man whose identification papers mentioned her name was dying in a hotel in Springfield, Mass. The man, one Joseph McGriffs, had been brought up...
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