The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-11-05

1 ing else to do." But after resting a bit, she arose, dressed and went Cn | to the hospital where the entertain ment proved a beautiful success. As she was leaving that night. she was called back to speak to a bed-ridden | soldier who was asking for her. He | told her what wonderful night 1t had been to him as he had been blue l and lonely that day, and thanked her for coming on this particular | evening.
 And why this evening sc especial ly," she asked.
 Because" hesitated the boy. T will not be here when you come again. The doctors have told me to- day that I will pass over in day or two.
 She left him with tears in her eyes. and on reaching home she threw her arms around her mother and sobbed, Tt Is worth while. Indeed it is! And never mean to give it up."
 We passed studio now and then, but everybody seemed asleep or gone fishing. All was quiet on the lot" When we reached the piers, Lois remarked; Now. am not sure at which pier they are, but we can tell In moment by the crowd" So, parking the car on one of the asphalt side streets, we walked up the broad main street nearest the shore.
 There is quite q town all along the beaches by the piers. hotels, apart ment houses, residences, shops. cafes. etc.
 Finally we sighted the crowd ten deep around a square roped off space two or three hundred feet along the side walk and nearly as far down the sides to the ocean.
 Inside, on the hot white sand, clear down to the waters edge, was a med ley of people, tents, cameras, chill dren, monkey and a hand organ, the fantastic whole resembling the camp of a Sheik with all his retinue
 Guards were stationed at intervals s along the ropes, and as one of these touched his cap respectfully to Lois end held the rope up for us to pass under, we were the envy of the null titude, and felt our importance &C., cordingly.
 As we plowed through the sand, a muscular, attractive young fellow in bathing suit, detached himself from the melee and came running to meet us, and instantly we recognized tho Conrad Nagle smile-that winning smile which landed him Tn pictures before they had time even to realize his dramatic ability and charm
 He greeted us warmly, and we in- stantly felt that we had known him all his life. There are people like that, you know. He led the way down through the maze of tents and people, to where the real work was going on, and thara cot hn rry1 camp chair with her back to us get ting ready to go into the water She gave us smile, but could not stop to be introduced just then. She was wearing severely plain black taf- feta bathing suit with a square cut skirt and black hose. And now let me disillusion you in some respects about Gloria. She is not near so large as she appears In pictures She's little. She cannot be over five feet one or two Inches. Her hair Is not red. It is black, and she had not then dohned the wig she wears in this play. Her hair is short, not bobbob, but comes to her shoulders, and Is slightly curled. She is plump, but not as heavy as she seems in pictures
 Her skin is smooth but not fair yet she is not dark Her face. arms, throat and shoulders are creamy tan. and I believe 1t Is from the cease less California sun. That sun is as merciIess and everlasting as the sun of Egypt
 At this moment Miss Swanson donned a black wig with two long braids. crowned by wreth like arrangements of short black ostrich feathers. Then, another Gloria ap- peared beside her. whom I soon dis covered to be her double. She was dressed identically as Miss Swanson. and was nf the ~r-ne heirht. bnild W and general anneararce It was a French play on which they were working-"Th Impossible Mrs. Bell lew" We should very shortly see it pmt mtha-sclaeu. Sam Eaoa Mas dirnaor