Oh, My Dear!

The play was produced by William Elliott and F. Ray Comstock and opened under the direction of Robert Milton and Edward Royce at the Princess Theatre on West 39th Street in New York City on November 27, 1918.

It was to preserve domestic peace that the proprietor of a health resort was obliged to introduce the impeccable Joseph Santley as a young man with a Broadway reputation—not altogether a new situation— and it was to sustain that falsehood that a number of others had to be evolved.

"[3]Green Book Magazine, January 1919: During twenty-five years of theatergoing one learns that there are two kinds of musical comedies—the "low-brow" sort, and those in which the girls aren't seen for ten minutes after the curtain rises.

The exclamatory school presented at the Princess runs to cleverness rather than to comeliness, but the cleverest of librettists, lyric-writers and composers grow weary and a trifle stale, and so it happens that "Oh, My Dear!"

Guy Bolton's book is rather more frankly than usual of the scrap variety; P. G. Wodehouse's rhymes are not so startlingly felicitous; and Louis A. Hirsch's music, though pleasant to take, has a somewhat familiar flavor.