, 1923-01-14
A Page for My diary
Dictated by Mary Plckford.


WEDNESDAY Sept. 9, 1922.
Arose at seven, bathed, dressed and
ate breakfast alone. for Douglas had
gone to the studio early. Glanced
through h newspaper, waiked out
on the porch, breathing deeply. then
played for a onen on the front
lawn with Zorro. He tore my sleeve
and I gave him a good talking to.
The morning was beautiful. . The
rain had washed all the dust out OF
the air and 1 could see Catalina
Island, nearly fifty miles away, with
the ocean sparkling around it.. In
the other direction. far beyond Los
Angeles. doomed the magnificent
~snow-capped peak OF Nj. San Bernar-
dino. California Is never move beau
tiful than after the rain. Before
leaving for the office, ! told Albert to
be sure to call up the furniture COM
pany and tell them I would take the
rugs.
Arrived at the office elght.thirty.
Enjoyed fully every moment of the
five-mne ride. After a short confer
ence with Mr.. KerriBan. during which
he showed me the last reports from
the United Artists on Tess OF the
Storm Country" I went to my bun
galow dressing-room. The rain had
brought the lower out IN a new riot
Of beauty. and everything looked so
crisp and clean. I could not help but
make a mental note OF the contrast
between this and the frozen.up East.
At tho bungalow. several members
Of the executive staff were waiting in
the reception room. Mrs. Crtnley
wanted dvice on costumes she was
designing for "Tess of the Storm
Country" Mr.. Goosson IA several
sketches OF sets to show me; Mr.. Lar.
kin was there with a Newspaper oor
respondent from London who wanted
and interview.
Nine. de Bodamere quickly ar
ranged my costume n insisted that
I hurry as they were waiting for me
on the stage. Mrs. Cameron handed
me six kilograms, all dealing with inn
portant busIniss matters and demand.
ing immediate answers; also twenty
six letters. some OF which discussed
personal matters, others purely bust
ness. All demanded immediate re-
plies. g.. Bodamere reminded me again
that they were waiting for me o n the
stage. I glanced at my watch and
noticed that 1t was nine o'clock.
Goodness I thought, thine has
wings this morning."
Perhaps we had better answer the
kilograms first" Mrs. Cameron sug-
Eested. notebook in hand.
Just then the telephone rang. II
was the architect for Mothers house.
As I took up the receiver. Bodamere
answered a knock at the door.
It's oppie." she told me, with the
stills"
'But 1 must set my makeup on
they're waiting for me on the stage.
Most of them are ten dollar people,
Mrs. Crinley says she simply must
see you about the costumes" Boda
mare put in tImidly.
"And these kilograms" Mrs. Cam
IRON reminded me.
"We'n do them as I makeup saiS
I, noting that & was now fIftcer
minutes past nine.
Again we were interrupted by -
knock at the door.
MI. Lnrkin wants 10 know II you
WI rose for Just one picture for the
London newspaper man before you
go on the stage" Bodamere informed
nc. "T1e Gays Oppie has the camera
all ready for you outside. And h,
wants 70 know II you Will talk ten
minutes 10 Tho correspondent"
Tel him III try"
lust then the phone rang again
"It's NJ. .Futrtanks," said Boda.
mere. "Aud he wants to know Il you
can come Over to his studio for lunch
and meet some important people"
Tell him Yes l answered, in the
middle OF the third telegram, at the
same time trying to put the final
touch TO my left eyebrow.
It's nine-thirty, Miss Pickford,"
from Bodnmere.
Pm afraid the letters must wait"
I tol Mrs. Cameron. and I knew
from her expression that she had a
pile Of correspondence outside about
which / had said the Same thing the
day before. and perhaps the day be-
fore that.
Some I "a answer myself she
said very sweetly, but really. some
OF them I am afraid you will have to
felp me with"
Tell Mrs. Criniey 70 come in,
Bodamere," I said as Mrs. Cameron
went out.
Mrs. Crinley was scarcely seated
when a knock at the door anrounce!
the assistant Director.
"He says they are waiting for yot'.
Miss Pickford." said Bodnmere.
Tell him III &c right over, and
tell Nr Goosson that I will see him
on the stage, and Mr.. Larkin too.
Mr.. Larkin says there is another
Newspaper man here now, from onp
OF the downtown papers. He has a
report from the East that Charlie
Chaplin Is dead. Hs cant get Mr..
Chaplin and wants to know II you
know anything about IT"
Absurd I said. What next.
First they had mo dyinE-now les
poor Charlie"
By the time had tried on the two
new costumes. Il was ten o'clock Two
more important phone calls came but
I told Bodamere 10 take the messages.
On the stage the company wa
waiting. We rshearssd and shot two
scenes Between scenes. Mr.. Larkin