Breeziest, most rambunctious, most irreverent of Broadway's daily critics is the Journal and American's tall, ruddy John Anderson. In his chili-sauce style, he has sassed Walter Winchell. greeted a stage character who took too long to die with "Here's your shroud, Mr. Quimby, what's your hurry?", described a play as having "the same relation to the drama as a dollar watch has to the Greenwich Observatory." This week Critic Anderson has published a richly illustrated book on the U. S. theatre,* turning its history into a swift, 100-page dash. His gulp-and-go-on method makes...
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