Evening star., 1934-09-14

AS for the Twins, the elder son ana
daughter, and Mrs. White, you can
take them or leave them as you will.
For our part, We wanted to leave half
an hour after they appeared, not car
ing particularly what happened to
them, and nursing a correct convic-
tion that poor Mr.. White never was
going to do much about the beautiful
lady who came along to adore him
from afar.
Joseph White was one of those for
gotten fathers relegated to the post of
check writer and furnace man in his
home. His wife was too much con-
cerned with her five children, four of
them brats if ever such lived to
bother very much about Joseph. That
gentleman conveniently labored in
town to keep the family bank account
alive, and came home in the evenings
in time to prevent his dear grown
sons from soiling their hands with
coal dust.
When the children wanted parties
they pushed father out the door to
make room for their friends. When
they wanted the car, their lord and
sire rode trolley. In all this they
were aided and abetted by their
mother, who apparently had come to
regard her husband merely as that
man.
One bright evening when Joseph had
been politely ushered out onto the
front porch to read his paper while
the children gave brawl inside Git
seems to have been cold enough for
int IN
wear overcoats, but father sat on the
porch without one and showed no
signs of freezing, a fact which mysti-
fed us somewhat), an adventure be-
fell him. His handsome former secre-
tary, Alice Vaile, drove up to the door.
She had been carrying the torch for
Joseph many year, ran away from
his Office because she thought her love
hopeless, and now returned to find
him again.
Their new relationship, beginning
that night, is quite innocent and COM
fortably dull. On lodge nights Joseph
goes to call on Alice, basking in the
warmth of the attention he never
found around his own home. But
when his sulky youngsters discover
what goes on, those little darlings
promptly get into a rage and decide
they are being insulted and their
mother wronged. They gawk about,
glowering and snarling at poor Joseph,
and would have pushed him into an
awful hole If noble Miss Vaile had not
suddenly decided to be a martyr once
more.
She withdrew from the scene in a
flourish of windy moraliSmS, leaving
Mr.. White to his fate. He had be-
come the center of attention and
consideration momentarily because of
his escapade, but no doubt the mo-
nlent that ended those precious off,
spring forgot him again and tripped
along their blithe and selfish ways.
There's Always Tomorrow" is
meant to be important principally as
the American film debut of the Eng
lish actress, Binnie Barnes. That
stunning lady seems to have been put
under every handicap at the start
The dialogue assigned her is never
better than fair and Is often atrocious,
the cameraman obviously discovered
all the worst angles of her face and
concentrated on them, and the whole
premise Of her role is slightly ridicu-
lous. Few sane people will believe
Alice Vaile would have passed years
eating her heart out over the amiable
but unexciting J. White. Miss Barnes
also is guilty Of shifting her accent
from continental to British to neo-
American at various times during the
play, a disconcerting habit to those
who have begun catching up on their
sleep and dimly discern a new voice
in the old heroine.
Frank Morgan is superb comedian
and a good enough trouper to get
away with the role of the beleaguered
White, but he is not at his best in
heavy going. Every time Mr.. Morgan
lowers his brows and looks sad, we
cannot avoid the vision of his misery
In the days when he called for "mah