Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-12-23
MOVIES AND MOVIE PEOPLE
BY MOLLIE MERRICK.

HOLLYWOOD. Calf, December 20
(N.A.N.A).-The cameras may grind
until the Christmas Eve candles are
burning, but when Christmas morning
dawns the studios thath UNI every
other day Of the year will be silent.
And this holiday means much the
same to novelties as it does to other
humans the world over-hcme. and
hearth and family. They have planned
to spend it in divers ways, but those
ways all come back to the same prin-
ciple.
Douglas Fairbanks and Mary Piekford,
will be on the high seas. en- route to the
village from their trip around the world
With them will be Karl Kitchen, who
met them in Hongkong, and who writes
me he will return here to scan the col
ony some time in early January.
Gloria Swanson Is here for the holt
day, and not far from the bedside Of her
little sick son, Joseph. Claire Windsor
Is hurrying here from the East Coast
where she has been vaudevilling, fol
movieland means home to her. and she,
too, has a little son waiting for her.
Ann Harding and Harry RannisteI
are making it q Christmas for Baby
Bannister exclusively. They are neither
accepting invitations nor receiving call
erS. Their contribution to holiday
spirit Il huge f1r tree in the garden
gayly decorated. But tiny one in the
nursery will be the core Of the days
celebration.
Bob Armstrong and his wife are tax
ing q party Of friends and relatives to
Palm Springs for Christmas day.
The James GleaSonS quite typically
a of le
home, which Is being thrown open for
smile and handshake to their great
army Of professional friends who are
far from home. This family never en-
Joys anything it cannot share. There
are no lonely or homeless friends in q
place where Gleason roof may be.
Jack Gilbert and ina Claire have
buried the Ratchet in honor Of SAINTS
Claus. It may be only an armistice
but, anyway, they have asked Mr.. and
Mrs. Arthur Hornblow, Elsie Janis and
her mother, Kenneth McKenna, Charles
Macarthur and Key Francis to make
merry with them.
The British colony takes to the SHOWS
to greet Santa Claus-not studio snow
either, but the type Of snow that gives
you real chilblainS. Ronald Colman and
Bill Powell start for Lake Arrowhead
when the last take Is made on Christ
mas Eve. Plenty of their colleagues will
be burning Yule logs among the white
laden pine trees.
Wilma Banky and Rod La ROGUE are
burning the flrst log in their new home
on the shores of the lake. Three hours
motor ride from the studios and they
are in . perfect, old-faShioned Christ
mas postcard scene. The fakes that
fall here are not rolled oats dipped in
paraffin-they drop down your collar
and melt.
Christmas means different things to
different people. wonder what it
meant to an old man saw waiting for
the car last night on the boulevard.
He wore q shabby tweed overcoat. Be-
meath its baggy folds showed knickers
Of scarlet flannel trimmed with white
near-fur. His legs were encased in pat
ent-leather boots. He was lighting q
corncob pipe, and from the sagging
pocket whence he drew his tobacco
pouch draggled some strands Of white
beard.
A tired $5-a-day Santa. Claus going
home.
Russell Gleason, lying in mud spe-
cially manufactured by the acre for