The Crescent Trio mix pathos of a sort and comedy inextricably in "The Wayward Son." The pathos is maudlin to the limit, its insincerity and staginess moving one rather to laughter than to tears. They boy makes up his face as though he were to play a clown and struts and poses at all times. The other two indulge in a quantity of Irish dialect talk that is pointed only at wide intervals.
The man makes a fair Irishman, but the woman's brogue wanders into polite English toward the end, although it is convincing at no time.
Variety 8:1 (08/03/1907)