"TOPAZE"

One thing which is not to be lamented about the over joyous houseparty period is the production of "Topaze." The Players got busy again and gave the six hundred odd guests a letter-perfect rendition of the New York and Paris stage hit by the same name. We feel almost as inarticulate about this feature of the weekend as we did a short while ago about the damper aspects—but it is only because we long since have run out of suitable phrases. Sah, there are certain limits beyond which no gentleman will go— and that's our stand on it. We're quite weary of using all our pretty superlatives on this bunch, so we can only repeat the classic criticism that they have added one more triumph to their list

And while we're on the subject, we might mention "Prince Achmed," which provided an evening's most unique entertainment. "Prince Achmed," in case you haven't heard, is an Oriental tale done entirely in silhouettes and synchronized with music. It was given on a Sunday night, and that, combined with the fact that the performance was gratis, almost spelled the doom of the Nugget. Two incredulous and enthusiastic audiences received it. The benefactors were the Players and the Department of Art.