IN THE COSMOS of cultural things, a 

 great symphony, a masterpiece in oils, a 

 good book, a simple poem, an apt homily 

 or even a crude sketch may represent the 

 perpetuation of an ideal. 



These are the intangibles of life — 

 thoughts, expressions, compositions, ideals 

 — which, properly interpreted, may be 

 clothed in immortality. Unlike material 

 things, they cannot be destroyed. 



Music, the poetry of sound, probably is 

 the least tangible of emotional factors in 

 human experience, but perhaps the most 

 potent of all the arts. A magic melody, a 

 subtle sonata, may leave a lasting impres- 

 sion on the senses, a stamp on the soul. 

 Appreciation is the only measure by w^hich 

 interpretation of a musical composition 

 may be gauged. Individual capacity to ap- 

 preciate is the variant of culture. 



Without effeaive interpretation, the in- 

 spiration of the greatest harmonist may be 

 lost. A score is but the tool of the artist; 

 motif the embodiment of the ideal. Notes, 

 like words, are but building blocks; step- 

 ping stones to the conception of a theme 

 which may be spiritual, often ephemeral. 

 Thus the translation of music is left to the 

 mercy of the musician. 



