The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-13
Clever Leading Lady" With Fair and Warmer" Tells
 Dolly About that Famous Green Elevator Cocktail
By DOLLY DALRYMPLE

l If TITLE EDNA EIIBBARD, lead 1 ing lady" with Mir Avery Hop
 S woods clever comedy, Fair and 1 Warmer has story to her 19 years of
 life which any interpreter of literary tra-
 dition, be he never so humble, would be-
 gin: "Once upon a time"
 It only needs to be done in large print
 on stout linen sheets with a bedazzling
 puss-in-boots on the cover. a frontispiece
 of the coach and four from the mice and
 the pumpkin and a scattering of mar i ginal decorations of witches and fairies
 and wands and things to be as orthodox
 as any now sprawled on the nursery
 floor.
 | So here we go:
 "Once upon a time little Edna Hubbard was born-way out in Milwaukee; yes, the boy guessed right the very first
 time the self same place that was made famous by certain sort of beer; she
 grew up like any other everyday, nice. little girl in Milwaukee, with puppies and cats and snails and ponies when she was up to them; she went indoors to sleep; if she knew there was any such thing IS theatres she classed them with the plodocus-something quite out of the
 run of ordinary experience; then sud denly something happened she was four by the calendar and along comes the celebrated actress, Madame Bertha Ka- Iiseb and little Miss Hibbards father
 knew somebody that was in Madame kalisch's company and they needed wee bit of a tot to play a part and wouldn't he please let little Edna do itY And did she? Certainly and made hit' and from that time henceforth and for ever little Miss Hubbard has been dash ing about in stunning parts (always ac- companied by her mamma, when she's on the road she told me so herself) and making quite nice reputation as an actress.
 From the very first I wanted to be an actress said little Miss Hubbard when l talked to her yesterday" and was willing to work and grind myself to atoms if only I could be an actress. I'd do big, little or any sort of parts; it didn't matter .what-just so I had chance; that was all l wanted"
 If a body wanted any proof of Miss Hibbard's belonging on the stage fur ther than that furnished by her appear ance on it, that credo should meet the case, but the stanchest conviction that she belongs on the stage born of seeing her on it, pales little when you see her off of it; you might choose between any of a dozen vacations for her by hearing her say: ''How-d'ye-do, but never the stage She's such little slip of girl; so, like little Marguerite Clark that you'd almost VOW it was little Mar guerite; just large enough for a watch charm; the kind of girl that you'd like to cuddle and hug right tight and ask her whether she preferred chocolate eclairs or cafe parfaits. She brings a charm all her own, with her. does this little mite of girl and you welcome her as gladly as you'd welcome good news; it's the trick of this pretty little, dainty little. charming little girl, who trusts herself to your good will.
 When you ask her the old hackneyed questions that even the most experienced interviewers can't get away from she'll tell you that as far as she is concerned, there's nothing to tell about herself, al- though the 15 years out of the 19 she has lived have been spent on the stage and very, very interesting; then after a long talk about mere nothings in which she has said that she adores the movies, but she'd never play in them again because once she was blinded for 24 hours, from the explosion of big calcium in a movie scene she was doing and that she'd lots rather see the pictures than act in them; and few other things in which you marvel that this little girl whose life is the stage should appear. so absolutely ur.theatrical, and so thoroughly like little Emmy Lou who lives next door to you; or Annie Sue," whom you used to play with back in the old days, when suddenly she sits up big and fine, shakes off all her child-like reserve and to your amazement and astonishment begins to talk about cocktails and bats and, well,