A virtuoso must be as careful of his body as an athlete. Like an athlete, what he dreads most is age. At 74, Moriz Rosenthal, the round little fellow with big mustaches and skin like boiled lobster, returned to the U. S. that has adored him most of his life. Manhattan hailed him last month and last week he proved to Chicago's Orchestra Hall that, for vitality, he is still one of the youngest pianists in the world, artistically still one of the greatest. That his name is unknown to many a music...
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