Kirsten Flagstad, the superb Norwegian singer, is rot to be divorced after all, a piece of news which somehow pleases everyone. Divores accepted as the ordinary routine of film stars and comedians, would have seemed a monstrous perversion of Nature in the ease of this superb, tranquil woman whose pleasures away from the stage are purely do-mastic. Her husband, if all accounts fare true. seems to "have behaved rather irrationally. He first fell in luve with her for her voice, and then, after marriage, found that it was taking her away from him too much. Hence the threatened divorce, But a compromise has been made. Mme Flagstad will continue to sing, but only occasionally and the most of her time will be spent at home in Oslo, She sang this week at Queen's Hall and how beautifully, particular. ly the tavely old lyrics of Grieg. Even the highbrows were obliged to confess that there is something in Grieg not unworthy of the notice of the modern worshippers of discord, When in Shanghai stay at the
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