The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-04-26
By MIGNoN HALL

o. could there ever be anything more entrancing than a bevy of young schoolgirlsl
 Brlght-eyed. laughing-lipped, hair down their backs, squirming, nudg- ing one another, waving at someone who has just come into the audiencel
 am thinking about the Birming- ham seminary and the night this last week that Miss Hattie Morton's Girls" gave their senior play.
 It was magnificent. It could not have been better.
 Better2 How do I mean?
 ProfessionaI--Never!
 Not professionally. hate the word professional applied to school entertainments. Who wants school entertainments to be professional, anyway Half the fun, the delight, the joy, the thrill Is the fact that you can see the little stumbles. the cur tain that won't work, the uncontroll- fable snicker that some of the actors couldn't suppress to save their lives!
 And how magnificent to hear some one screech out: "You die!" in the tones one might employ when order ing raspberry Ice cream over the telephone.
 Of course. I got. there early, and Miss Morton, always so wholesome. so kindly, so magnificent in under standing chose for me a seat where l could both see well, and be right near the heavenly chattering pres ence of about 56 school girls. l leaned as close to them as ever l could not to risk the shame of being dubbed poky-nosy. l thrilled to the splendor of every blessed word they saidl could have almost begged them to take me into their midst and sit on mo and pull me around and tell me things In the ear and let me cross my fingers with them when the re- port was passed around that lone girls eye had itched"
 O, that was terriblel Instantly every school girl who heard the news crossed her two foreflngers. If she hadn't mercy-that would have meant that she might cry, and how awful to have to weep!
 Before the Curtain
 Course all this jollification was before the senior play actually began. It was when tho audience was gath ering. And how those spectators "de- lighted' with the boarding girls. They picked out Annie and Mary and Polly and Sallie from the throng, and mothers and friends and sisters and brothers sauntered around to say howdy do. And then whole groups would now and then be agitated with the cry:
 70, there's Susie May just this min- ute, come inP'
 And such a hand fluttering craning of bobbed heads, the lighting up of brown, gray, black and blue eyes; the little bitty smiles and the great ov,fIau pd tho m 11adftYr11 smiles s
 Well, the commotion died down after a little, and then the thrill when Miss Morton, principal of the semi nary, bade the crowds merry and graceful welcome.
 Mighty applause then!
 The Play
 At which the curtains slowly were parted, and appeared Miss LeMerle Penn, who gave the prologue in which she told the ideals of the dig nified and much learned seniors, and gave a brief synopsis of the play. which proved to be a scream from beginning to end.
 It was "Pygmalion and Galatea," the story being that Pygmalion, the sculptor, through plea to the gods, was able to bring into life a statue he had carved. Having been granted his prayer, the newly created lady RGIS HlIu lulO SuCn ScIlOuS IIOuDlc with his wife that he gives her every encouragement to return to stone, which she eventually does. This does not happen, however, until after the statue lady has almost broken up the home of another couple through her fidelity to the exact truth and her insistence that every man she met hug her.
 Splendid Players
 Miss Catherine Glover, who took the part of the statue, awakened to life, was quite magnificent in the role. Margaret Hudson, as the sculp- tor, was very versatile and quite able to twinkle as the man" star as well as the noblemen of the mix-up. His wife, Miss Emma Smith, sung hymn of how capable she was of hatred that would have done credit to the worlds greatest vampire giving a demonstration of jealous rage. And what shall we say of Louise Nesbitt who was a slave, and whose antics with a feather duster quite set all
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