# Male and Female

Jesse L. Lasky presents Cecil B. DeMille's Production Male and Female by Jeanie Macpherson Founded on "The Admirable Crichton" by J. M. Barrie
A Famous Players-Lasky Super-Production TradeMarkTradeMark Famous Players-Lasky Corporation
Produced by Cecil B. DeMille
Photographed by Alvin Wyckoff
Art Director Wilfred Buckland
Production Manager Howard Higgin
Genesis 1:27.
And filling her own little niche in this Divine Creation, among the tangled Destinies of fashionable Loam House, London—lives "Tweeny", a little Scullery Maid.
Lila Lee.
The Earl of Loam, whose aristocratic eyes will one day learn to distinguish the difference between Blue Blood and Red.
Theodore Roberts.
Raymond Hatton.
Mildred Reardon.
Gloria Swanson.
Thomas Meighan.
"Young man, you are taking a short cut to the gallows!"
Humanity is assuredly growing cleaner—but is it growing more artistic?
Women bathe more often, but not as beautifully as did their ancient Sisters.
Why shouldn't the Bath Room express as much Art and Beauty as the Drawing Room?
"You've been growing careless lately, about my bath—I don't want it over 90 degrees!"
Rose Water
If anyone had told the great Lady and the little Scullery Maid, of Loam House, that their destinies were to be inseparably bound together, each would have opened her pretty eyes—and laughed!
Toilet Water
My Lady of the Roses—
I am coming over this morning to show you something interesting for the slim third finger of your slim white hand.
Brocklehurst
"The toast is spoiled—it's entirely too soft!"
"Are you sure, my lady, that the toast is the only thing that's spoiled?"
Comparisons are odious—and sometimes dangerous.
"That will do, Crichton!"
Poems
William Ernest Henley
Vol. II.
"I wouldn't be nobody's slave—I wouldn't!"
"Unless maybe your slave, Sir!"
"Aggie dear—have you seen the second volume of Henley's Poems?"
"Ernie dear—did you see the second volume of Henley's Poems?"
"Crichton, I'm looking for the second volume of Henley's Poems."
"I had no idea, Crichton, that you were interested in ancient Babylonian Kings!"
But there is one who—though knowing little of "Babylonian Kings"—is extensively informed on certain "Queens" in the Cleopatra Ballet—Lord Brockelhurst,
Robert Cain.
"Him and her are keepin' company, ain't they?"
"Whisky and Soda for Lord Brockelhurst, Crichton."
Of what concern should it be to a humble Butler—that a great Lord, and a great Lady were soon to wed?
Tea-time—the time of confidences—brings Lady Eileen Duncraigie and her tangled love-affairs, to her best friend for advice.
"We're just completing our plans for a yachting trip to the South Seas, Eileen—why don't you join us?"
"Thank you, I'm afraid I can't—I just ran over for a little chat with Mary."
"Mary, a friend of mine is desperately in love with a man beneath her in station, who loves her and wants to marry her—do they stand any chance for happiness?"
"He's—he's her chauffeur!"
"Would you put a Jack Daw and a Bird of Paradise in the same cage? It's kind to kind, Eileen—and you and I can never change it!"
"Frown all you want, Mary, but there's one thing you can't frown down—and that is Love!"
"Rather democratic you servants are getting!"
"One cannot tell what may be in a man, my Lady: If all were to return to Nature tomorrow, the same man might not be master—nor the same man servant—Nature would decide the matter for us!"
But possibly ignorance on this subject—in Lady Mary's case—is "bliss."
Cross Currents.
Lady Eileen Duncraigie Married
Unexpected Announcement
The Bridegroom an Employee of the Bride's Father.
The marriage is announced of Lady Eileen Duncraigie, only daughter of the Marquis of Morne, to Mr. John
"I suppose, if one married his chauffeur, one would soon tire of him—get it?"
"The whole affair is ridiculous—it's exactly as if I were to marry Crichton!"
And there it might have ended, had they not been blown by the Winds of Chance into uncharted Tropic Seas—with Destiny, unsmiling, at the Wheel.
"I shipped as lady's maid to be near Mr. Crichton—and he ain't even looked at me, since I've been on the boat!"
"This boat is for the ladies, my Lord—I'll get the other ready, in a moment!"
"Where is Lady Mary?"
"I won't leave until I find Lady Mary!"
Suddenly—like mists melting before the sun—she was no longer a great lady to him—but just a "woman"—a very helpless and beautiful woman.
"Where is Father—haven't any of you seen him?"
"You're all cold and wet, ain't you?"
"Habit," the strongest element in human nature, refuses to be jolted. And the Loam Household—used to being called when its perfumed bath is ready—has not yet learned that Nature's "alarm-clock" is the rising sun.
"I'm going to see what I can find at the wreck—you and the others go down to the rocks and get some mussels."
The Swiss Family Robinson
firing."
"I now began to throw some stones at the monkeys. With their accustomed trick of imitation, they furiously tore off the cocoanuts that grew on the palm-trees, and began to hurl them down upon us."
"Fritz laughed heartily at the excellent
Poems
William Ernest Henley
Vol. II.
"I am, as always when near you, dear Agatha—pressing my suit!"
"I want the crystal of your watch—to build a fire."
"It's getting rather late, you know, Crichton—we wish you'd hurry breakfast!"
"Go to the brook—and get me a pail of water."
Bluebell R. Y. S.
"You know, Crichton, carrying water somehow—always makes me turn pale. Good, isn't it; 'Pale'—'Pail'!"
"Tweeny, I'm going to the brook with Mr. Ernest—don't leave the fire!"
"The next time you substitute a 'pun' for honest effort—the same thing will happen!"
"It is I, not Crichton, who am paying you your salary, Tweeny!"
"My Lady—all of us may spend the remainder of our lives on this island; the only coin that any one of us will be paid in will be Service! Those who are not willing to serve—are apt to find themselves both cold and hungry!"
"Do I understand you to mean, Crichton, if my Sister and I do not work—there will be no dinner for us?"
"Quick, quick—a tiger cat!"
"Father dear, now that you have been spared to us—you must assert your position as chief person on this Island!"
"Crichton, the question of leadership on this Island must be settled once for all! I—who was born a peer—must naturally take the lead!"
"We had nothing to do with arranging leadership in England, my Lord—we shall have nothing to do with it here. But, in the meantime, I must trouble Lady Mary for that gold lace trimming—it will make an excellent fish-net."
"You will either instantly apologize, Crichton—or take a month's notice!"
"Then, perhaps, if Crichton won't leave us—we can leave him!"
It is one thing to be a Peer in England—and another to be a Peer in the Jungle!
It is one thing to be brave when the Sun is gaily shining—but quite another to be brave in the Dark.
"Is it possible, Ernest, that a Graduate of Oxford knows less than a Butler, how to keep a shivering woman warm?"
"I'm just as hungry as you are—but I don't find humble-pie an interesting diet—I'd starve first."
"Do you think, Crichton, you could spare my daughter, Agatha, a bit of your soup?"
"I don't like to leave you, my Lady—but that soup do smell so good."
You may resist hunger—you may resist cold—but the Fear of the Unseen, can break the strongest will.
Under the whip-lash of Necessity—They come, in time, to find that the Wilderness is cruel only to the Drone. That her grassy slopes may clothe the Ragged—her wild boar feed the Hungry—her wild goats fill the Thirsty. In short, that abundant Nature, waits to serve Mankind.
When the Cat's away—the Mouse has a most extraordinary method of Mourning.
My Lord—
I am directed to inform you, with deep regret, that the expedition dispatched in search of Lord Loam and party has returned without having succeeded in its object.
Your obedient servant,
Edward Beech
Commander
Secretary.
The Right Hon.
    Viscount Brocklehurst.
"The servants at Loam House have just been given their notice, my Lady—and I hoped that you might be able to place me."
"There is a Tide in the affairs of Men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to Fortune!"
And so the second anniversary of the Wreck finds Crichton's Kingship unchallenged—his incoming "tide", at the flood.
"One pull on this lever will light a signal fire—high up on the cliff!"
"If a ship ever passes, you could signal her with this. And then, perhaps—Home!"
"I'm going to serve him!"
"It was my night for waiting on you!"
"Where are the figs?"
"The figs are gone—and you know he specially asked for figs tonight!"
"You serve the dinner—and I'll run up to the tree by the old ruins, and pick some more!"
"Why did you let Mary go to the ruins at this time of night—don't you know it's the drinking place of the Leopards!"
"They say the Lion and the Lizard keep The Courts where Jamshyd gloried, and drank deep—"
"That wonderful look of fear in your eyes, makes me almost forget—England!"
"Sometimes, Crichton, I could almost believe that you were a King in Babylon!"
"If I was a King in Babylon—then you were the Christian Slave!"
"I'll tame thee, never fear—my pretty, snarling Tiger-Cat!"
"Bring forth—the sacred Lions of Ishtar!"
"Choose thine own fate: yield thou to me willingly, or thou shalt know the fitting cage we've built for thee—O, Tiger Woman!"
"Through lives and lives, thou shalt pay—O, King!"
"To the future Mrs. Crichton!"
"You sly old Fox—you'll get a lot of tidbits out of this!"
"Wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife?"
"Wait—see! A ship—a ship!"
"Do you know what that means, Mary—it means that he's coming back to me!"
"It means that "Babylon" has fallen, Mary—and that Bill Crichton must play the game!"
"It's a dream—isn't it, Crichton? There isn't really any ship!"
"Let me show you some of the more or less ingenious devices that I have contrived to make! After all—education does tell, doesn't it?"
"My Lady!"
There is none to salute him now—unless we do it.
So easily does Human Nature slip back into its accustomed groove that the Loams, once Home, await as eagerly their perfumed bath, as if they'd never bathed in Jungle streams—eat their expensive meals as calmly, as if they'd never begged for soup—give orders to their Butler as coolly, as if in a Forgotten Yesterday—they had not called him "King"!
"It was in the old Ruins—and the Leopard was just about to spring, as I let fly my arrow—"
"Youth will be youth—even on an island, Crichton! Now, I suppose there was a certain amount of—sentimentalizing going on, wasn't there?"
"There was as little equality on the Island as elsewhere, my Lady—in fact, I didn't even take my meals with the family!"
"To the future Lady Brockelhurst!"
"Tell Lady Mary that an old friend of hers, wishes to see her."
"Dinner is served."
"I'm desperate, Mary—and I've come to ask you to help my husband get work. My own family have cast me off, because I married a chauffeur—and his friends won't accept me!"
"I'd like to reward you, Crichton, for your faithfulness to her Ladyship, on the Island!"
"A Cat may look at a Queen, my Lord."
"If you really loved him, Eileen, it wouldn't matter whether he were King or Chauffeur! I know because I, too, love someone—and I'm willing to give up everything for him!"
"Don't believe the storybooks, Mary—Love isn't everything! There is Heredity—and Tradition—and London!"
"It's about Tweeny and me, I wanted to speak, my Lady. As soon as you can conveniently replace us—we are to be married—and sail for America!"
"I wish you—every happiness!"
So does a great sacrifice shed its fragrance over a life-time—long after the Flower of Love is gone.
"I understand, my dear, why you postponed our marriage: You loved Crichton—the admirable Crichton! But since I'll still be waiting for you at the Judgment Day, don't you think you might—reconsider?"
Male and Female
The End.
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