THE Theatre in London and England isn't anything like as lively a force or lively an art or pleasure as it is in America. They have something here that is like a little of it, but nothing like the lot. There is no doubt that the force and dignity in the art of the drama is more than a hundred times greater in America than it is here.
In playwriting, in production, in the courage of both; in the revivals of great and well-known plays— Shakespeare, for instance; in the attention given to the Theatre by the Commercial Public Press; in the interest displayed by the public generally; and in the publication of magazines devoted to the common and higher art of the Theatre, England is a hell of a long way behind America. (For the matter of that she is probably behind every other country in the world, with the possible exception of the Republic of San Marino.) There is nothing in England to compare with the theatrical commercial journal called the Stage, nor with the Theatre Arts Monthly, busy keeping its readers in touch with the London Theatre, the Theatre in Europe, the thousand activities of the Theatre in America, and the trivial, sometimes speckled with the great, drama that appears in Broadway. Nor, indeed, is there the hope of the