There is more than mechanized glamour, cultivated beauty, and enchanting manner to Miss Katherine Hepburn. Yes, definitely more and even if her performance on the boards in "The Lake" was not an overwhelming triumph she is certainly as fascinating and as skilled an actress as the screen can present. "The Little Minister," perhaps even more than "Little Women," is perfectly fitted to the talents of this enchanting woman: A true gem of sentimental romance, Barrie's story has been rendered into a film of haunting loveliness by the restrained skill of its producers and the charm of Miss Hepburn. Set against the dream-like beauty of the lovely little Scottish village of Thrums the drama unrolls itself with absorbing simplicity and beauty. The new minister of the Auid Licht congregation (admirably played by John Beal) has a hard boat to row for these fiercely pious Scotsmen demand a strength and purity in their spiritual leader which few mortals would dare to assay. This little village is rocked by the industrial turmoil which shook all of Great Britain's industrial villages in in the thirties and forties of the last century--the weavers are pitted against the owners and it is a battle fought with true Scottish persistence and doggedness. The day is saved for the weavers when they are warned of the militia's approach by the actions of the mysterious gypsy maid, Babbie, who escapes after duping the little minister not only into aiding her but into falling in love with her. Yielding to none of their usual temptations, the directors have kept this love within the bounds of sincere purity which were set by Mr. Barrie; it attains on idyllic, loveliness rare to behold in the cinema.

"The Silver Streak" is all about the triumph of stream-lining in railroad trains. There are some mildly thrilling shots of the Zephyr speeding through mountain passes and avoiding collisions by the narrowest of margins. This is about as fresh as yesterday's newspaper and equally as amusing.