The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-07-05

gallons, Turn your eyes into the cam 1 era, please, Miss Blank-sadder, saddef | you're unhappy, remember That's right hold itl Now then, all right. Grindv
 And Little Emily's glycerin tears 1 blobbed beautifully. Glycerin I find, is i the most useful of emotions. l Mix it with carmine and press a l spongeful against your breast as the vilyun pinks you with his automatic and 1 the girls in the 20-cent seats get out ] their handkerchefs. Use it straight l spread upon brow and neck. and it be- | comes the sweat of honest toll or soul s | travail.
 MOVIE LIFE TOO MUCH FOR LEO 1 There was mourning in the Universal
 zoo. They'd just lost a perfectly good l lion by chloroforming him, without as- i certaining his heart was weak | A certain scene called for sweet young | thing to walk up and stroke her pet lion. 1 Said lion possessed temperament and a | full set of teeth. The sweet young thing, | desiring to retain not only her life, but ! her right arm if possible, demanded that 1 friend lion be placed under the influence, | partially at any rate
 So the property man held a handker-
 chief made out of a flour sack to Leo's nose and Leo. to the consternation of all present, passed out
 We now move on the Lasky studio, which does not permit visitors from the rubberneck automobiles, and has an air of maximum business and seclusion. It's giant plant is at Hollywood nearer to Los Angeles than is Universal City. Hollywood is the hub of the motion pie ture universe.
 Motors by dozens and scores are parsed in it's palm-shaded streets. The loveliest of white stucco homes, set in
 the midst of fairy, flowery lawns, shelter the Who's Who.
 Wee houses, looking exactly like pie
 lures you see in magazines labeled Why
 not own this ideal four-room bungalow $500 down and $35 a month like rent are dotted about everywhere, singly, in groups and in rows, wherein the lesser artists, the workmen, the clerks and the rank and file of employees live. In be- tween of every grade are apartments, apartments, apartments.
 AND RIGHT THERE WAS MARY At Laskys I stumbled over Doug Fairbanks. He was in a brown flannel shirt, corduroy pants and leather put tees, looking as popular as anything. I went right up and spoke to him, too, and he was real sociable. Doug has a good time every minute. He's learning broncho busting now.
 While I was asking him something he just casually swung a lariat and roped very SuTpTlSeu cOiOIeu SeHlielildii and an Indian in a blanket who were just going in for a take
 There was a nice little girl in blueish- grayish suit and wide sky blue hat walk ing around with small, slim youth with a belt. Mary Pickford and brother Jack.
 You'd never dream Mary earned quar- ter of a million a year. But she has lovely eyelashes.
 I saw her later, being taken in a frag- rnent of 'The Little American" with the California sunlight making an aureole about her blond head, and that slightly swollen upper lip of hers as poutfully pretty as ever. I'm going to watch for the release of this. It has the most con- vincing representation I have yet seen filmed of the Germans steamrollering through a French village with their hid- eous guns and tractors.
 At my elbow stood Captain Beth Clan Hay) just back from a year in the l trenches with his Scottish regiment. That's correct; he exclaimed, An 1 fnel Excellent" as the men executed a ] bit of military something or-o other. And I the ex-German officer who was supervis- I ing the scene and the furloughed French | man who had charge of the setting, and l Cecil de Mile looking very picturesque l on his camera platform directing the ] show. all nearly had fits of joy. ! But I've lot more to say; can't just | tell about the baby? And Fanny Ward s makeup And the man in the pink l evening shirt? And Jack Dale, who has l the most rem arkabe chin in the universe And the violins and the No? I I do wish I had room to- Business of being chloformed, glug- glug, by freuzied editor)