The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1914-06-24
A HEARI 10 HEART TALK WITH MR. CLAUDE
GlLLINGWATER PLAYWRIGHT AND ACTOR
~ DOLLY uALRYMPI.r

id"y rave, SOu Dettef NOT READ this
story.
But
| Oh angel faces
There's the very incest man round at
the Lyric this week you ever beheld.
| what l asked the Up. A" who is
the cleverest p. A. in the world and al
ways so courteous about helping OUT
with things. is the name of the leading
man in the clever SIX etch, The Wives
of the Rich"
"Gillingwater," replied the genial p.
A.,-(hes genial even in these torrid
days. II you please)-Claude Gilling-
water. He's not only the leading man,
but the man who wrote the play. Like
to interview him?"
You're mind reader I said quickly
to the P. A, remarking at the same
time that there was no use ever trying
to put anything over In that quarter
I'm crazy to- He's quite clever. isn't
her"
Yes. and good looking. too" observ-
ed the P. A. knowing my penchant for
good lockers. II wish you luck"
I went.
I Hot as it was-sweltering, dripping
fearful, awful but then, who minds the
heat when there's an interesting sub
ject at the end of the liner
Besides
The perennially beautiful Miss Lillian
Russell says it's good for the complex
ion. q don't mean the subject at the
end of the line-but perspiring and ooz-
ing and exuding and all that.
When / met Mr.. Gillingwater was
tremendously impressed with his looks
to begin with
He's so tall and slender, and graceful
with iron gray hair about his temples,
and the keenest sort of comprehending
eyes, and he wears the best-loolxing
summer clothers white 1annels and
things, and
Well
I warned you that If you didn't want
to hear--or sea lady rave, not to
read this story
If you don't like it; don't blame mel
Mr.. Gillingwater towers ever so many
feet high, and he hasn't run to fat;
Isn't that delicious?
Fat mem
But
Pm not writing a story this time on
that subject
Still you know how Eighty I am and
now nara IL is TO keep me on the right
track when there's such chance as
that:
Fat men,
O-o-o-o-h
What a subject
But
AS l was about to say. this story is
about a real Gibsonesque sort of a man
"a thoroughbred" every inch of him,
who looks like he's ready to enter the
race any minute and dash Of when the
signal is given.
/ firmly believe that Mr.. Gillingwater
promised his wife Ooh, of course he's
married. did you ever see really, truly,
NICE good looking man who wasn'tO,
long. long ago that he'd never grow
grimy and grubby and snuffy and
humpy and dull and respectable and
prosy and little fat. like everybody
else.
Yes, 1 do:
And he's lived up to his promise so
far.
I'm a very poor subject when II
comes to talking about myself" said
Mr. Gillngwater, after greetings had
been exchanged and as he ran his long
slender fingers through the buttonholes
of his coat with a dexterity that was
amusing, I quietly limited that the gem
tie art OF pickpocket might be in his
line, dlInOuBn ne looks entirely 10 MUCH
the perfect gentleman for that sort of
thing.
"Odd, your mentioning that" said Mr.
Gillingwater. I'm my early career l
Joined a company of--they called them
Ghost companies. Do you understand?
Pantomine, sleight- ofhand. ell that
sort of truck"
II know" I chimed in quickly TAX
ing a brood of young chicks out of a
silk hat or yards and yards of cheese
cloth out of a tumbler."
That's it," said Mr.. Gillingwater.
"I've always been rather quick with my
hands. although don't believe I could
ever be real pickpocket. because my
conscience wouldn't let me-"