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


 One wondered If they were actors or authors, for this hotel has long been known as an abiding place for both.
 Lois Drives Up.
 And then Lois drove up in front. She hurried In and greeted sus with her usual brightness. Accompanying her was a charming girl from Mis- sissippi, who Twas her guest. For the benefit of her feminine fans, I will tell you what Lois was wearing: a champagne colored organdie- piped with brown. over a silk slip, with which she wore white shoes and hose and white sport hat, and she looked as fresh and dainty as flower.
 We entered the car. and drove swiftly away with Lois still asking questions about Birmingham and Birmingham people.
 We were driving on one of the beautiful boulevards cut to the beaches, of which there are five Santa Monica, Venice, San Pedro, Long Beach, and Washington.
 I do not remember the picturesque names of all the boulevards. One is Sunset Boulevard, and at intervals a group of cunning bungalows nestling against the hillsides, and then long stretches of vacant land like open fields. Then group of new houses in the process of construction, as though boom had struck that par ticular spot, and Lois said: Did you see that lot on the left with the weeds growing on 1t? That's my lat est investment. can tell it by the weeds. May McAvoy and I are inves- tors in Hollywood lots. If May buys a lot. I don't rest till have saved up enough to buy one. too. and keep pace with her."
 Suddenly. she remarked. with wave of her hand. Mamie lives there."
 And who. pray. is Nannis?" I asked.
 "oh." she laughed, "Nazimova."
 l saw large square house, yellow and brown stucco, it's balcony over run with roses, and it's curving drive bordered with a glowing flower hedge.
 I learned that Nazimova is very studious, and that in her vacations, and after work hours. she and her husband spend much time in study, and the reading of new books, as well as writing plays. and planning and designing costumes for her plays. Now and then they go for lSng motor trips. She cares nothing at all for society, and Is something of a re- cluse.
 Just at this moment a limousine. containing three children between the ages of six and ten, and a quiet faced woman whom I took tcs be a nursery governess. ran up beside us, the children laughing and calling to and then passed on.
 "ThOgo ara thA CerfI "a noMf1Io children" she laughingly explained. That Is, one Is: the other two are adopted, but they don't know any diff ference"
 "How did tho DeMlles happen to adopt them?" I asked. ~
 Oh" she answered In matter-of- course way, fthey are children of a dead friend"
 The children of a dead friendi
 l wondered how many of us would do as much for "dead friend" and the children knew no difference."
 soIdiers' Hospital.
 There was pointed out to me a large building of yellow stucco set in grove. It ts . hospital for wound ed ex-soldiers, incurables, and here learned of beautiful work done oy some movie stars, including Lois Wilson, May McAvoy. Lila Lee and otners. They have formed club which entertains some charitable in stitution monthly. or oftener, and they have especially taken under their care this soldiers hospital. Re- gently Lois was chairman, and the entertainment was to be 1t tha hos pital. Although she was working, she had faithfully attended to every de- tail. The cream was ordered, the girls were making sandwiches, and she set her younger sisters to work making her own share as she left home in the morning. When she returned from the studio late in the afternoon she was utterly worn out, and dropping down she said to her mother. "Oh. am too tired to go on with the entertainment. I don't think its' aheaaA " NU4 VI &aUp-Rpttr'