THE WIND OF HEAVEN MR. Williams has re-written the tile of Our Lord. trannured it to the Wales of the last century, flung in some " Women a Weekly " dialogue, a cock crow, some sad and " eerie a music off and called the result a two amen The finished article will be of peculiar interest to the author's fellowCelts, studentsot their race who are constantly and unfortunately, in Landon, made aware of the vulgarity of the Celt being ' " for an exquisitely un-Celtic audience. One critic has called this a " noble work"; it would be interesting to send him the original and watch him gag as he read. it, presumably for the first time. Another—both non-Celts — has compared it to Shakespeare.' Somebody's M.P. ? Nobody's critic I Miss Mega Jenkins and Mr. Herbert Lomas as Welsh peasants are magnificent. Miss Diana Wynyard does her best and is nearly successful ; but the odds are against her As the vulgar showman who is ' redeemed " Mr. Williams did not convince me for one minute ; T don't think he convinced himself . which is, perhaps. not surprising.— (St. James'.) W. J. I.
THE LADY FROM EDINBURGH witY is it that the West End stage has such a wealth of middle-aged personalities while the younger actors 'and actresses all look and sound as if they came off the same production line 7 This is again demonstrated here. Sophie Stewart plays the title role She is a lively Scots widow who descends like a tornado among the bric-a-brac emotions of a London suburban family But the family turn out,' after all, to be merely a side-line. The real object of the play is the taming of a -professor who wants to reduce humanity to a mathematical formula— in practice as well as in theory. Richard Bird is the professor . and, the wordy duels between these two is worth all the rest of this rather uneven play put together —(Piayhouse).