"The listener was absorbed by the sounds of Broadway: the car horns, police whistles, the people milling about. Up Broadway to 42nd Street, where an attendant shouted, "Have your tickets ready, please! have your tickets ready, please! ... Good evening, Mr. First Nighter, the usher will show you to your box." Then, in the "fourth-row center" seats, the First Nighter gave a quick reading of the program--title, cast, author--and the "famous First Nighter orchestra" played a few bars of music. An usher came down the aisle, shouting "Curtain! Curtain!" Buzzers sounded. Ushers reminded people that smoking was permitted in the lobby only. Then, listeners were told, the lights were dimmed and the play began. Afterward, the effect was reversed, with Mr. First Nighter weaving his way through the still-humming crowd and melting away into the street."