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Louis Eckstein, retired publisher of Red Book and Blue Book, patron of rustic summer opera at Ravinia Park, 111., announced Ravinia's 1930 deficit: $241,000, largest in 19 years. Patron Eckstein's share: $139,107.20, other patrons making up the balance. Cost what it may, so long as he lives, Mr. Eckstein said, there will be opera at Ravinia...
Twenty miles north of Chicago, at Ravinia, another music-loving tycoon faced another deficit: Louis Eckstein, whose summer opera avocation is almost vocation. Like Mr. Insull, Mr. Eckstein did not gloom. The summer's $200,000 loss will be made up somehow. Last year he and Mrs. Eckstein went into their own pockets for $97,000 of a $217,000 deficit. Said he last week: "I merely consider it my contribution to summer culture...
...Favorite. Respighi's La Campana Sommersa (The Sunken Bell) was the opening performance at Ravinia last week. Rethberg sang coolly and easily the difficult, trickling music of Rautendelem, the elf from the bottom of the well. Giovanni Martinelli loudly cried the woes of the bellcaster bewitched by her. But for most Ravinians the second performance was first favorite of the season: L'Amore del Tre Re with Bori...
Dainty, almost birdlike charm and a faculty for making every stage picture blend gracefully with the music - these are the chief reasons for Bori's success at Manhattan's Metropolitan and at Ravinia. She is a Borgia, descendant and namesake of the Renaissance Lucrezia. In Valencia, Spain, where she was born, the stage was considered an undignified profession for an aristocrat. Lucrezia went to Italy, changed her name, won fame overnight as "Manon Lescaut." She has gone back to Spain many times since then, never once sung there in public...
...like most opera singers, superstitious. She has a wire-haired terrier, "Rowdy," whom she adores. She makes up when she goes to bed with the same care that she does for the stage. She plays golf very seriously, loves to drive a car and drive it fast. In Ravinia not long ago a motorcycle policeman stopped her, asked her why, she was speeding. "Ah," she answered, "It is not me. It is this car and it gives me oh! so much emotion." The officer made no arrest. He, too, was captivated by the charm of the modern civilized Lucrezia Borgia...