New-York tribune., 1918-12-22
By Harriette Underhill

Some people say that making public
appearance is difficult and embar-
RAISING and fatiguing, but we did not
find it so in the least. Quite recently
we made the rounds with Mae Murray,
and after visiting five of the Loew
theatres we were as fresh as when we
started
Of course, We only rode around in a
big glass car which looked like Tiff
fany's window, and then stood in the
wings and carried some of Miss Muir
rays flowers, but we certainly did not
find it embarrassing or fatiguing.
Miss Murray came out of the west,
primarily, to do some shopping. But,
being a motion picture star, she was
not allowed to have a vacation. Stars
never are. Always they must make
speeches or personal appearances or
something, so as soon as Miss Murray
arrived in New York Mr.. Loew said to
her: "Your new picture, Danger. Go
Slow!' is being shown at all of our
houses this week, and why can't you
go around to six or eight or ten of
them each day and make a little
speech ?"
ooh, Mr. Loew," Miss Murray re-
piled, 81 can't make speech. Why, I'd
rather do a dance"
"All right, fnc." replied Mr.. Lcew
"Do a Dance" and so she did.
The night we accompanied Miss Muir
ray she was booked to appear at five OF
the Loew houses somewhere in The
Bronx. First, we drove about ten miles
north, then we turned to the right and
presently we came within sight of the
theatre, and as we drew near we heard
! strange sounds, which, TO our practiset
ear, denoted the proximity of mob.
"No," quoted Mr.. Loew, "'twas but
| the wind of the car rafting DER the
stony street"
But it proved that our intuition was
as usual, not at fault for as we drew
near the theatre thousands of people
sWarmed around the car and climbed
on the hood and hung on the back.
Mae! Mae!" they shouted Oh, aim
she pretty." and then, as we climbed
, out and struggled through the crowd
Look, the little one is Mae Murray
The other one is Theda Bara." (witf
apologies to Miss Bara).
And then we got safely in the thea
tire and back in the wings, and the in
troducer finished his introduction, an
Miss Murray ran on and did sort o.
glorifed fox trot
She wore pink silk frock with littl,
green bows on it, and green SAITH
shoes, and she looked very sweet. Whe,
she had finished her dance the applaus,
was deafening, and after bowing ;
dozen times she stepped to the from
OF the stage to make a speech.
Painting prettily, she gasped out
Mr.. Loew told me you would be kind
but | didn't know you would be as kline
as this and then, trying to hide he
bushes behind a huge bouquet O.
roses, she went on haltingly, 'You ar,
so very, very good and you make ms
so happy. love you ALL" and then she
retired into the wings
But the applause was still more tn
multuous, so down to the footlight,
again tripped little Mae, with heY
breath still refusing to come save il
short gasps. This time she bowed. Anc
were they satisfied? They were not
They were not. Shrill whistles came
from the gallery, and finally one boy
whom we accused of being under con
tract, called out, "Waltz, waltz, or VIC
won't let you CO."
So Miss Murray, still painting, nodded
and the band struck up "Drigo's Sere
nade," and she waltzed. It looked Sc
easy, but when she leaped back into the
wings it just seemed as though she
never would be able to breathe natu.
rally again.
"Oh," she gasped, 81 haven't danced
for three years. It's awful"
But presently she was ready to PC