The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-04-06
ON SECOND THOUGHT
BY JAY E. HOUSE

We saw THE Circle" from an aisle
! seat in the twelfth row. for which we
| paid $2.75 at the box office. There
/ fore, such comment as we may make
upon it is not inspired by fayors re-
| ceived nor in lively expectation of
/ those deferred. 1.-The Circle may not
be the best thing disclosed to follow
| ers of the drama in Philadelphia this
season; we don't know as to that But
it is the best thing we have seen. OF
all it's devices, only the bridge scene
! in the second act left US cold With
the opportunity of a lifetime at his
command. the author projects only
| time-worn stuff and the pittascene
was whist
| Fame waits just around the corner
for the author who can write an au-
thentic table of modern bridge into
his drama. A bridge row-and every
hand of auction bridge is a rows
the most screamingly funny thing in
the category of light and farcical en-
tertainment. But no women with
twenty years of auction bridge behind
her trumps her partners ace or falls
into the archaic errors imposed upon
Mrs. Carter.
One other phase of 1.-The Circle"
appeals to our curiosity: We are still
wondering what the odd woman is
doing in the piece.
1t is difficult for a hero to main
tain his continuity We all have our
lapses. And so, our loyalty to Mr.
Harry Leon Wilson is unimpaired by
the fact that he was stopped by Mr..
Grille. 1t is too much to expect man
of Mr.. Wilson's years to double in
brass" But we do wish he'd get on
with Merton Gill.
And, we add. if Mr.. Wilson is delay
ing the "clinch'' in order that he may
continue ruthlessly to expose the in
nards'' of motion picture art, we take
the liberty of relieving him of any OBJ
legation he feels in the matter We
know all we shall ever care to know
of the interior of the motion picture
game.
Probably others feel the same way
about it. Let Mr.. Wilson assemble
Merton and "Flips'' at the mouth of
bred feet of 'fillum' and be done with
it. The show is over.
"Rahab." says the advertising. lis a
deeply moving song of life that is be-
ing heatedly discussed at many dinner
tables" We are off'n ''Rahab." We
don't know the book, but we know
what it takes, in the vernacular of the
trade, to constitute a song, of life. A
song of life is an intimate discussion
Der of worthless people couched in
language nobody can understand.
"You still admit" chortles b V. D..
that you can write a good column
We don't recall that we went that far.
What we claim is that we can write
a better column than any of the ANA
tours who criticise our daily manifes-
tation.
Not everybody. of course, will get
our angle of it, but we can understand
other day left most of his money to
the daughter of the woman who re-
fused to marry him
We wish to express our admiration
and appreciation of Stephen Leacock.
tired of the wave of British authors
and publicists who continually washed
our shores and retaliated by going
over and lecturing the British public
stiff. \ There should be more of that
sort Of thing.
A New York paper refers to Fired
Walton, the fifty-year-old clown"
Well, what of it? What, if any, is the
objection to 4 fifty-year-o clown?
And, while we are about it. we wish
also to call to book the Western news
paper which recently referred to the
death of an elderly citizens who had
passed away at the age of forty-eight.
Our own reaction to Hon. Tex Rick
ards confession that the only game of
football he ever saw was the one be-
tween Penn and Dartmouth last fall
is that he hasn't given football fair
trial.