Nine Krazy Kids, although headlined here, came a long way from registering in that class with the audience. The act is disjointed and uninspiring, and wardrobe in practically a negligible quantity. The cast is weak, appear disinterested and the comedian lacks punch in his line and in his delivery.
Weston and Eline knocked off a bit. Eline is a good comedienne and Weston a clever showman, goes the limit in backing for her. Their burlesque on underworld characters went over for a walloping finish.
Austin and Delaney, blackface, scored the applause honors of the show with their dancing. Some of the lines got laughs, but without a doubt dancing in their forte. A blues song number by one of the boys, accompanied by the other on a paper covered comb, was a hit in itself.1
