It is difficult for a modern generation to find interest in the ultra-melodramatic novels of forty years ago, except as a source of ridicule or amusement at the customs and institutions of those quaint days. Nor is anything gained in the dramatization of such productions, save, possibly, a vivid reminder of how far we have progressed in manners and morals since the old-fashioned period of superlatively good heroines, impossibly honor able heroics, and most villainous of villains. Adapted to the exigencies of the stage, the Arlington Players last Monday height put on version of Mrs. Augusta Evans' famous novel, "St Elmo" which faithfully adheres to the conventions of the '80's in all the essential details.

Recommendation for the play can hardly be said to lie in its dramatic attraction, for the characters and action are so highly overdrawn according to present-day standards that one cannot for a moment take it seriously. Rather its justification is found in the inevitably humorous vein which the spectator must assume at the start, and which will give the piece interest as an example of almost ancient heroics and highly-colored incidents and speeches.

Considering the difficulties of the situations and the impassioned, high-flown soliloquies which their roles demand the various members of the company sculpt themselves with credit. Miss Frances Anderson, in particular, as Edna Earl, is quite as noble and sugary as one could ask in the role of the fair heroine: and Mr. Sullivan, as St. Elmo, has perfect control of the mannerisms of all true villains.