The other, day I attended a luncheon. One of the entertainers was a child prodigy. His parents- accompanied him and sat ir. the rear of the room as the little chap walked stiffly to the grand- piano, stiffly bowed, .stiffly •sut down and boga:i to play. One otter tho other he played three very difficult concert pie'cos; -—glissandos, crsccndos and hun drcds of tremendous what-you- may - <:allonv.-i. All technique." nJ work, no expression, no feeling no joy. We were bored to death, not on.-? of us got anything out of aM this labor, this waste, his pitiful exhibition of "genius."