Bobby Dunn may have given up his Chaplinesque bowler in favor of a porter's cap, but otherwise this short comedy shows no advancement in technique over the previous ten years; in fact, this reminds me strongly of the "Hogan" series that Charlie Murray starred in for Sennett a decade earlier.
In this one Charlie -- I mean Bobby -- is the general hand at the hotel run by his wife in a small town. The local theater has a new act coming in, the Rawsbury Sisters, and the local biddies set up a "Purity League" to make sure their rube husbands don't get too excited. The gags are competently done, but it had all been done ten years earlier. There was no reason to make this short comedy and none for you to see it.
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