The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1921-08-31
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NEW YORK, Aug. 3o.-Some labor
for years to break into the movies
years Of courage-crushing disap-
pointments. All IL requires is stu
pidity. ! broke into one without
any trouble whatsoever and before
my sudden debut was ended had
spoiled forty-three feet Of perfectly
lovely Aim.
A film executive had invited me
to see his pretty studio. He showed
me his office, an imposing room
with tan leather walls. a great ma
hogany shower bath. Now we will
see the STUDIO" he said, leading the
way.
We walked up and down ramps,
through a labyrinth Of dark tun-
nels and In the excitement of the
chase ! lost him. Far OF saw a
nock Of light and I made for It.
After several turns I suddenly
rounded a corner and came into a
building dazzle of electricity.
/ walked on to get my bearings.
Bedlam had broken loose. Shouts
Of: We'll, Of all the boneheadsi''
How'd that fathead get sin!'
where's his keeperr-and then
someone who was no gentleman
grabbed me by the arm and lifted
me into the air and I remember of
having the. dignity and presence Of
mind to say: "Is that sou
When my eyes became accus-
toned to the light / Igot a faint
idea Of what had happened. It was
tense moment in the film drama.
In the great library the million
| afre husband was confronting his
wife with the facts about her liai-
son with a certain Ronald de We're.
He stood granite-like as she
clutched at him in the hysteria of
the house of cards that tumbled
down about her.
1t was at that time that was
getting out of the dark tunnel and
blindly walked right up into the
midrift Of the exciting scene. The
director who chewed gum and wore
an Ebert Hubbard tie was incon-
solable. All 1 could do was stand
on one foot, then on the other and
look little sillier than normal. The
weeping lady was a dear. Never
mind" she said, 'I wanted to do
that scene over again anyway I
won't tell you what the camera man
said-the rude thing.
The average organ grinder in
New York Is a model OF patience.
For many months one has drawn
his hurdy gurdy up to the curb OPP
posite my bedroom window on a
certain day of each week. He
grinds out his catch-penny tunes
and with his cap in hand scans the
windows OF neighboring buildings
for a friendly face. Most OF the
time angry heads stick out and mo
ton him away. And IL they are
too threatening he moves along
but he comes back invariably on las
scheduled day.
The striped shirt with the awning
effect so dear to the heart of ["
nifty New York dresser Is no more
In its stead has come the geomet-
rio designs in colored shifting.
They are quite dazzling. Linen and
madras are used instead of silk
Only the out-ofdat dresser wears
silk shirts.
At last the.Century Theater-hoo-
doc of playhouses-has a success
full play. The Last Waltz" has
been there for several months and
may run for several months more
The average Century play lasted
two or three weeks heretofore
Charles Hanson Towne tells OF a
young woman disappearing from
New York some years ago and every
| corner of the earth, seemingly. had
been searched for her. Then some
| wag suggested: Has anyone
| thought of looking in the gallery
| of the Century Theater?"
Fifth avenue lImousines are filled
with toddle top spinEers. Rolls of
bills may be seen, too. but the
police concentrate on the news
boys crap games in the side streets
| for some reason or other.