Boy into Man

On his 18th birthday last week Yehudi Menuhin gave his last Manhattan concert before he tours the world for a year, rests for another on his new California ranch. To spare harassed box-office employes, an advertisement was published six days before the concert to say that all seats in Carnegie Hall were sold. During the day Yehudi received 150 telegrams and a new projector for his cinema camera. In the evening he played Mozart with rare grace and delicacy. His Bach, without accompaniment, was exuberant and sure. A new sonata by Rumanian Georges Enesco had a true gypsy flair. Said Critic William J. Henderson in the New York Sun: "He plays not like a boy but like a man. . . . One can unhesitatingly say that he is already one of the violinists whose names will remain on the pages of the history of art."

After the concert Yehudi had a birthday supper with his family and a few close friends. When he had gobbled his chicken salad and his ice cream & cake he was dispatched to bed. Two days later, for a special treat, he was taken to see In the Pasha's Garden (see col. 1).

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