| Marseille, front door of the Orient, of an Orient above all commercial, does not want to forget the arts. It has splendid museums, superb parks. It will soon have a Salon and, as befits Provence, this Salon will bear a graceful name, a name
spring: it will be called the Salon de Mai.
The organizers, who are MM. Joachim
Gasquet, Pierre Girieud, Alfred Lombard,
X. de Magallon, Bilon-Platm, L. de Rohozinski and Emile Sicard, they say, want modern painting not only to be familiar to Parisians; They want the inhabitants of the provinces to also know the renovators otherwise than not
of the pallet.
This Salon will not only be an exhibition. There will be lectures, musical auditions and there is talk of a very curious event. It would be to sing in the old port, among the masts and the warehouses, the final chorus of the
Ninth Symphony. Thus, the ode to Joy would rise, glorious, among the realities of Labor that conquers it.
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