Monday night saw the opening of a well balanced hot weather bill at Keith's with two comedy headliners furnishing ample amusement for a holiday audience. Lillian Shaw was excellent in her Shavian character studies. Her East Side dialect was something to hear, and hear again, and her listeners showed their appreciation of her cleverness. If she is ever out of a job, she should have no trouble in getting work with Potash and Perlmutter after her first cheerful "Helloy!"

Harry Watson Jr., as "Battling Dugan", doesn't seem to mind knockouts in the least. He appeared to enjoy his rounds with men forty pounds under his weight fully as much as the rest of us did. His telephone scene, although a much-overworked subject, is saved by a plentiful dose of Mr. Watson's personality. He is more violent and less clever than Mis Shaw, but gets many good laughs.

"The Call of the Sixties" is an unusual bit for vaudeville. Its success lies in "putting over" the appeal of the old-time songs. But Claudins and Scarlet had no trouble in doing it, or in getting the audience to join in the choruses.

These three acts, together with those by the Cameron sisters, Caxton and Company, and several others, do much to furnish a program as interesting as it is light.