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Show 'Wm WHO'S BROWN. jHK If some gentleman had been kind enough to .flSut the machinery moving on a certain Ferris IHKffiheel one bright moonlight evening, a terrible Jgfflftastrophe would have been forestalled. But as SBBSvas, the few people who congregated at the Hraatre Thursday evening had one consolation. MJuiriey found out who Brown really was, after beat- J about the bush for three ludicrous acts. jKThe play itself ?3 but a lamentable repetition Jmthe class with which we have been surfeited. Jffie further it progresses the more entanglements entail, leaving the reconciliations to the last. The cast as a whole was palpably weak, both from a numerical nu-merical standpoint and otherwise, with the possl-bla possl-bla exception of Mr. Morris, who took the part of a friend in need in a mo;t befitting manner. Contrary Con-trary to expectations, his acting was entirely devoid de-void of the fiippnnt styie that so often materializes material-izes In parts of this character. Miss Drew was Mr3. Tempest every minute, and she showed a disposition disposi-tion at times that might necessitate adding "In the Tea Pot" to her impersonation. & & & I note that the Tribune critic observed that "Melbourne McDowell as Alec D'Urberville was not Quite so good as he was the last time the company performed in Salt Lake." My, no, and his voice and stature had changed marvelously, and he had even changed his name, but then that doesn't matter to the Tribune critic, who is a lightening calculator when it comes to scooping the ro3t of us in telling the gullible public about a play. & & & Dear Blanche Bntes comes to the Grand for three nights next week in "The Darling of the Gods," and what a welcome she will receive from the thousands of old friends who will be at the - theatre Monday night to welcome her back to this city after an absence of many months. It is to be regreUed, though, that such a stupendous stu-pendous production as this great offering of Be-lasco's Be-lasco's cannot be "oen at the Salt Lake theatre where all of lt3 "ewsome scenes could be on-joyed on-joyed in all their beauty. Let us hope that In the cramped quarters whore it must of necessity bo produced, the terrible tngedy of Yo-San wll' not b8 made ridiculous. & & , "The Runaways," with Arthur Dunn, supported by a large company will finit h it? engagement at the theater this evening. |