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ticable features of "You Said it were
Miriam Hopkins on a performance
ARTHUR SCHNITZLER is one
the inclusion amongst the dramatis
which should be history. And also Wal¬
of the few writers who de¬
persone of a student named Byron
ter Connolly. The Affairs of Anatol
serves serious consideration as
Legg, and the use of like" as a con¬
will probably not have great drawing
a comprehending man. It is my earn
junction in its most tender lyric.
power, but it is so splendidly staged
est conviction that the majority of per
and invested that the management de¬
sons who embark on what is called in
serves congratulations for the courage
pink tea circles a literary career do se
O PREOCCUPIED was I with the
of its revival and herewith receives
from the convenience of circumstance
modest behavior of Ivor Novello
them.
or motives of vanity. There is nobody
when I wrote about "The Truth
worth his salt as a commentator on
Game" that I forgot entirely to say a
human events who does not repeatedly
word for Miss Viola Tree, who, as the
VERETOFORE Lou Holtz has
question himself about his ability or
gawky, unmarriageable daughter of a
been obliged to yield the honors
fitness to be rushing into print for the
ducal house, walks away with so much
of whatever musical entertainment in
edification or amusement of his fellow
of the play. Miss Tree was the little
which he was engaged to some bright¬
men. It would be much more suitable
girl for whom Barrie wrote Peter Pan,
er, if not more particular, star whose
according to the wise authors private
and her appearance now suggests that
name was featured more prominently
psychology, o be engaged in the flour
nothing should really have been farther
in the advertising and on the front of
and feed business, but there is a cer¬
from his thoughts. I could easily bea¬
the theatre. In "You Said it," he has the
tain drive, possibly economic, which
to see her appear more frequently on
field to himself, and is unusually gen¬
keeps people up to what they have
our stage. In "The Truth Game her
erous about it, too, yielding the stage
originally set out to do, and to it may
method of shaking hands was the high
too frequently to a group of collegiates
be credited many of the artistic achieve¬
light of the evening, nor did I exactly
who are far less diverting than him¬
ments which enrich the lives of lesser
burst into sobs when she confided that
self. This new venture of his and Jack
citizens who pay their taxes regularly
she had been working on her piece of
Yellens is brisk and amusing, and I
and repeat the Nicene Creed on Sun-
needlepoint for eight years.
was surprised to find myself not mind¬
day mornings without questioning a
ing even the love duets too much, so
single one of its simple declarative sen¬
well has Mr. Yellen fashioned verses
tences. Schnitzler has always struck
for them and such hummable tunes
me as a man who sees life as what
There should be two laws con¬
has Harold Arlen provided. There is
Meredith said it was, a supreme ironie
cerning our local theatrical arrange¬
a good deal of campus life, always a
procession, with laughter of gods in the
ments for the passing of which I
bore, running through the action, but
background." This clear vision is
should be villing to ride down Broad¬
the activities of Mr. Holtz as the canny
rather a grim thing, and is fortunately
way on a white palfrey as far as
Jewish student who corners all the
denied to burghers and potentates who
City Hall. One is that drinking water
rackets that beat about a university
laugh at cartoons and believe what
in the playhouses should be accessible,
remove some of the curse from the res¬
they read in the Sunday Times Review
and not hidden away in some lounge
of the student body who talk footbal
of Books. It also gets us down, some
or dressing room which can be reached
and feature varsity letters. The three
what belatedly, to "The Affairs of Ana¬
only by going up and down innumer¬
Slate brothers do some of their lively
tol," a piece which Schnitzler wrote in
able and too thickly populated steps.
stepping, and the chorus work is so
the dos, and which bespeaks a con¬
The other is that no entracte smoker
good that it drew cheers on the open¬
tradiction of the illusion that women
should be permitted to use a cigarette
ing night. One young woman named
always pay. Bela Blau, Inc.—and
holder more than a foot long.
Lyda Roberti, who has a lot of per¬
what a name that is to conjure with¬
sonality and strikes what the academ¬
has given it an excellent production
icians call a new note, stopped the show
so good that by the time this article
by singing a song called "Sweet and
appears in print the costumes and
Sometimes when two or three pro¬
Hot" and made other contributions to
scenery may have gone the way of
ductions open on the same night, it is
the proceeding which met with such
many good things in the theatre. The
a problem to decide which one to at¬
warm approval that she looks like an
sex life of a philanderer is neither in¬
tend. In the future, after several un¬
instantaneous Broadway success. It is
teresting or important to an auditor
fortunate experiences, it will be no
all right with me, because this town
who knows the ways of the world, but
problem for me. I shall go to the per¬
can stand a few Lord Byrons inasmuch
its treatment can contain nuances
formance for which I have received
as many of its citizens are getting tired
which, although probably unapparent
the best seats.
of the same old exploitations which
to the average individual who pays a
they must pay exhorbitantly year in and
top price for his seat, are revelatory
year out to see. Miss Roberti has also
and recognizable to those who have
had a life which, according to what the
gone through an unmentionable mill.
Mr. Walter Winchell has said that
press department let the newspaper
Schnitzler has seemed to have made
nobody reads the dramatic criticism:
know of it, sounds like what the more
this very plain in "The Affairs of Ana¬
of commentors whose seats are not in
melodramatic scenarists use to make up
tol." My hat is off to him. It always
variably on the aisle. Is my face red¬
for the movies. Not the least unno¬
has been. I wish to congratulate Miss