Evening star., 1938-08-26

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variety of automobiles that ranges
from the collegiate fivver to the swank
convertible, the educated troubadors
have found the secret of the happy
life. Moreover. they have been taught
the knack Of communicating 1t to their
audiences
In the course of demonstrating that
life is a song, in the spirit Of Gilbert
and Sullivan. the group has perfected
gypsying to a point that should make
the regular residents of Romany envi-
ous. They look, act and dress like a
bunch of kids on lark.
This rowing reporter ran across the
tribe at the Mary Young Theater here.
The Mary Young Theater somehow
sounds imposing. 1t is not. 1t is a
white frame structure that looks like
a one-room school converted into a
theater. 1t not only looks like that,
but is. The only way you could tell it
was theater is that there is a sign
which says it is theater. 1t is very
nice that it should be, for it must be
one Of the hardest places on the cape
to discover. place that can be reached
only by taking 26 left turns and 26
right turns on seven back roads that
traverse the famous cranberry bogs
Unlike most theaters, except coun-
try ones, the Mary Young has a spa
cious lawn. While the 43 members of
the Gilbert and Sullivan company are
there, it is one of the most attractive
lawns in Massachusetts,. No other is
80 tastefully decorated with fresh-look-
ing blond, brunette and red-head CO.
eds, interspersed with nicely tanned
tenors. baritones and BASES.
While the artists. clad in sun suits,
slacks and shorts are simmering, the
stage crew is setting the miniature
stage for the nights performance.
Where" the visitor wants to know,
"is Mr.. Strickland
1t turns out that no one has any
idea where Mr.. Strickland is. He is
just somewhere on the cape He might
be at the beach. He might be at the
hotel where few of the company are
staying. Or he might be at the cot
tage he occupies for the week. The
cottage, located in a trackless forest
on the edge Of a lake whose name NO
one knows. is to be reached by follow
ing few visiting cards tackled to some
miscellaneous trees about five miles
away. Mr.. Strickland never looked
so remote, but no one could resist a
game of fox and hounds so challenging
as that one looked
So one plunged into the trackless
waste searching for cards bearing the
name Leo Cass Che is a rich man who
owns the cottage), Immediately beyond
the last OF which presumably lay
Strickland. Cape Cod children who
never had heard Of either Leo Cass
or Cowles Strickland turn out to be
amazingly helpful. II slightly nasal, in
suggesting possibilities that they Ger
tainly would investigate if they were
In the same hopeless position. One OF
them, the 9sth 1t seemed, turned
out to be correct.
4 X X
Mr.. STRICKLAND is full OF facts
and enthusiasm about and for
his roaming troubadors.
AS to the facts, he begins with the
one that the company has 43 mem
bers. In its dozen automobiles you
can find representatives of 26 diff
ferent colleges and universities. The
group started out last year, under Mr.
Daltry, as combination of Wesleyan,
Yale, Smith, Wellesley, Mt. Holyoke
students. Word got around, however
that in their wanderings the original
group had discovered Lotusland and
singers began to pop in from every
where. This years company includes
one from the University of Idaho, an
other from Michigan and others from