Arizona republican., 1921-01-25

tureS. They had the eyelashes, and the hair. and the lips; white liquid paint had been smeared over their faces, and where it stopped, their necks seemed rhicSen- skin yellow.
 One was rather pretty. The other was thick and commonplace; thick fea- lures, thick peasant figure; grubby hands that looked as though they had newed for long hours at a stretch; you could still see the little dark needle bricks, but the stubby fingers were highly manicured, and, cheaply ringed, were held with a conscious effort at daintiness to give an impression of eristocratic length and slenderness Her hat was a single flaring ruffle of black taffeta, bound close about the brow with a narrow orange ribbon; the crown was a transparent puff Of tuiIe, which showed the crimped hair.
 About Studios and Autos
 The car flew along Sunset Boulevard to Hollywood, where the pictures are made, and the two descended at the cross street that led to one of the smaller studios. I was secure in the possession of letter of introduction to tho head of one of the biggest myself the Famous PlayeTs-Laskey- but l hated to see those girls leave the car. They represented types to me, and l liked watching them. But a little later, I found that there was no reason to vegret them. Their name was legion. The outside of that moving picture studio which I had come to visit was uninspiring; it stretched on and on for solid block a long, low structure of wood, painted dull gray, with doors at irregular intervals. Numerous mo- tors were parked outside: one was a low, devilish thing of passionate pur- pie; it was outlined by narrow band of silver, and it had upholstery of pale lavender. Its nearest competitor was chic little affair shaped like a tor pedo boat. of palest cream, with line and monogram of vermilion.
 Hit by the Film Germ
 Fortunately, I had to wait for the man l came to see, sitting meanwhile in tho little anteroom at the window oi which a young woman who obviously had tried for a job in the movies ano failed solaced herself with the position of information" on the verge of tho sacred and secret precincts. There came. within few moments, to thai window the following:
 No. IA woman with faded pinl roses on her hat, straggiy gray hair . withered neck soiled gray kid shoes with runover French heels. She sal. she had been told that there wer' acting jobs to be had. Oh, any ktnS ..Sf acting; she had once acted in ; ntock company and could do anythin; from ingenue. on up-i She left thu sentence wavering, indeCisive, al though the heights of up" were verl high. The young woman at the win dow told her that all applications fol work must be made at central em pIoynent agency, and she left, little wisttully.
 No. "A buxon woman in a shir waist and skirt and a sailor hat Sh' had heard that the .yardrobe mistres needed helpers. That, at any rate being there; but she was highl rouged, had a string of monster wa pearls about her neck, and droppe with the debutante slouch as -he pU her questions. Bitten by the silver screen germ, and no doubt of it.
 How They're Treated
 No. S-Lovely Alma Carsten. VII haid she had personal engagemer with MT. DeMilie. You don't know hS name in the pictures as yet, but it highly probable that you will. She hs masses of golden-red hair, whic curled as naturally as the tendrils morning glory vines; she had languorol long eyes, the curling lashes Of whiC needed no blacking; she had a piqual nose and a mouth that looked like 2 epiton1i7ed kiss, and @ figure of del eiously slender and yet rounded col tours: she had exquisite hands and fe' and all about her a radiance of you that seemed almost to shine. Sl talked in a high-pitched, lisping, bal voice that made you want to slap ht But fortunately she needn't use it her chosen profession.
 The young information person call her name on the telephone, an tn poked her head out of her little wick he's going out 10 lunch. He's not cas ing until week from today and f you to come again"
 Lovely, But Sent Away
 The lovely little Alma person pout' -Oh dear, and I've been wasting this time; have other things in vie hut he told me he'd see me surely day. Can't you call up and just ii cut if he's really going to use me. If isn't I'll get something else"
 Young Miss Information looked SC ry, but certain: Tt won't do any go to do that" she informed. Tt will jI make him angry If you bother hi and then, maybe he won't see you all. Better do as he said and col back a week from today"
 And Alma went away. The girl Information IOlQ me ludI LHdl VI nothing extraordinary at all. Ther such a lot of them," was her explaI ton.
 once inside, I went to see. the ca ing director about it. The long. ] uninspirlng buildings proved to be greater interest inside. They form Q narrow row of offices, and this nj row row of offices was just the ou wan of a great hollow square in wh .Am All of the manifold business of
 picture world was going forward.
 The Casting Director
 In one of the offices sat l.. M Go' stadt. casting director He was' m tached. youngish, tired, and not in least glad to see me.
 What shall you tell the girls in east that we want out here in the ' of talents" he repeated after me. ''1 'em-BRAINS,"
 You cant be a star with just pretty face, insists MT. Goodstadt, ; he ought to know, because it's
 business Co look over the pretty ia and decide which have brains beh them. "Tell the girls in the ca said he. dropping his eyelids and 10 ing very, very tired, that the fl are as much of an art as music and you wouldn't find any girl. matter how stupid she is-and Hea knows most of them are stupid emo irving 10 get into an orchestra vi out being able to play some instum Yet that's just what they try to