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(behind the screen I By SAMUEL GOLDWYN (Continued from Yesterday.1 The .first time l ever saw this pic turesque figure away from the studio was at a cafe where he was the object of concentrated attention on the purt of the other diners. Men glared at him: women whispered to each other, whispered as if an ogre had suddenly Walked in upon the least. “There’s Von Stroheim—look at him: ofi, isn't he too horrid!” 1 understood then why I had so often heard him called "the most hated man on the screen." lie must have been conscious of the antagonism of these strangers surrounding him, but if he was he gave no sign.' Unconsciously as if the many hostile eyes had been direct ed toward some other person, he went 'on talking to the woman who was with him. Was he really insensitive or did he command his face to be a mask? Afterward I heard that Von Stro heim is quite aware of the personal odium with which his professional characterizations of brutal German officer and villainous foreign aristo crat have surrounded him. Some say. Indeed, that he cherishes this reputa tation, that not for worlds would he lift his finger to soften the hated impression. Yet as against this I have heard what Von Stroheim has Bald to his Intimate friends. When Elliott Dexter goes Into a cafe or some other public place,” he once remarked, "people exclaim delightedly. ‘There he Is—oh, Isn't he charming!" But when I come in It’s ‘Ugh, there Von Stroheim;’ and if it’s a man who notices me he's very (likely to start off my name with a curse. I must say it hurts a little— In fact, It often makes me feel very disappointed In the American people —to think that they can be so child like as to confuse me, Von Stroheim, the man, with Von Stroheim, the ac tor, to imagine that because I play the parts I do I must be that kind of a man.” Of course this confusion itself Is a testimony to the excellence of his work, to that dramatic Insight which had made numerous fellow profes sionals regard him as the most finish ed actor on the screen—with the ex ception of Chaplin, to whom, of course, because of the different character of their plays, he can scarcely be compared. As to his per sonal manner this has all the tradi tional grace of the cultured con tinental. But there Is more to Von Stroheim than the clicking of heels, the bows, the gestures, the precise phrasing with its slightly foreign accent, the air of attention which Isolates the person to whom products of this mould, and though over the American mind they usually exert the fascination of strangeness, such man nerisms do not explain the arresting quality of his personality. This lies In an expression which, both sad and gay, thoughtful and vivacious, repro duces the blend achieving the charm of his own Vienna. Ex-nobleman and present film star! Surely no story on the screen could present greater contrasts of fortune than this story behind the screen. He himself la thoroughly conscious of It. and one day, sitting In his shirt sleeves In his office, he remarked to some one I know, "Strange, strange, what America does for you! Do you know that If my old self, the Von Stroheim of Austria, were to have met my present self, the Von Stro heim of Hollywood, he would have fought a duel with him? For I’m everything now that I waa brought up to despise. "When I was a young man at home I remember that one day at the dinner table I unhooked the high collar of my uniform—Just the top hook, you understand—because the day was so warm and the collar so tight. My stem old father glared at me across the table and then he sent me away from the room. ‘Low-born,’ ‘vulgarian’—these were some of the words he hurled at me as I went out. And now, behold! I sit here without any collar and In my shirt sleeves, snd when I go home tonight I shall sit down to dinner without putting on either collar or coat. My wife doesn't mind—neither do I. There you are.” Because of hla own struggles Von Stroheim Is often exceedingly kind to those trying to get a foothold In the profession. Mae Busch, for example, speaks glowingly of Von Stroheim's helpfulness and says that It Is to him she owes the chance which proved a turning point In her career. The mention of Mae carries me to one of the most forceful examples of the fact that few screen careers are achieved without experiencing re verses. In about the second year of the Laaky company's existence, Mae Busch, a little Australian girl with big hazel eyes fringed by incredibly long lashes, was acting In one of Lanky's vaudeville companies. For some reason or other she bolted the show in Los Angeles, and soon after this she made"her^first appearance In pictures as one of Mack Sennett’s famous bathing girls. While she was In Sennett’s organization she became Involved in a drama of love and Jealously and revenge which had nothing to do with screen perform ance. The situation, familiar to many of the Hollywood colony, , resulted temporarily In her professional over throw. A pathetic little figure, she wandered from studio to studio In search of work. Unable to find It, she finally married. Perhaps, as one of ner friends hi(s suggested, the mar riage was the result of gratitude on her part'to the man who did not let ■ A nvrRTIHKM fc vi\ | The Best Cough Syrup 8 ;■ is Home-made. 3 Here's kb eeey way to e»»e 12, and 8 3 yet h»vd tlie beet rou(li remedy V yoo ever tried. 8 You’ve probably brard of this well known plan of making cough svrup nt home. But have you ever used it? Thousands of families, the world over, feel that they could hardly keep house without it. It's simple and cheap, but the way it takes hold of a cough will soon earn it a permanent place in your home. Into a pint bottle, pour 2% ounces of Pines; then add plain granulated sugar syrup to till up the pint. Or, if. desired, use clarified molasses, honey, or corn syrup, instead of sugar syrup. 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Be that ns It may, the marriage proved disastrous, and for some years the pretty little Australian girl went down under the deep waters which submerged so many others in the pro fessinn. Poor, unhappily married, the victim of several severe illnesses, who would have believed that Mae Busch Would ever come back? Those who found this belief difficult did not reckon with the mettle which is her distinguishing quality. One day she sait^ to herself—this Is the story as she tells it—‘‘This has got to stop. Others are getting away with it. Why not I?" This crystallization brought her to Von Stroheim, who gave her a part in "Foolish Wives.” Small as the part was, she made it stand out. Von Stroheim praised her work. So, too, did no less a person than Charlie Chaplin. The latter, in fact, promised her a big part in his next picture. It was about the time when she had come to an agreement with Chaplin and the Goldwyn company was absorbed in the problem of find ing an ideal Glory Quayle for its production of "The Christian.” This search is an answer to those who com plain that the picture organizations are content with Inferior dramatic talent and with types falling short of any redl characterization. We literally sifted the country for Hall Caine's heroine. Beautiful and near-beautiful, famous and obscure, east and west, young and middle-aged—all were rep resented in those 4,000 women of whom we made tests. Of course everybody In the Industry had heard of our search, but it was not until the contest £ad been going on for some time that the idea of entering it occurred to Mae Busch. When she did finally come to the studio she has often said that it was with no expectation of being vic torious. Nobody was more sur prised that she herself when out of those 4.000 applicants we chose her for Glory Quayle! How did she do it! This is the way she herself tells of the experience? “When they told me I’d have to be a 14-year-old girl in one test I just almost swooned. Imagine me—after all I had been through—trying to look' a kid like that. But I thought to myself, "Well, you’re here now and you might as well stay by. So I put on the short dress and—funny! —I guess I was just In the mood for it—but when I stood in front of that camera I got to feeling just exactly the way I did when I was a youngster out in Australia. Of course,” she adds quickly, "there was a great deal in this. I didn’t really care whether I w-nn out or not—I mean I wasn't all keyed up and nervous about it— for. you see, Charlie had promised me that part and so I didn't have every thing at stake.” These last remarks draw attention to one of the acid experiences of the screen performer. No matter how often he or she has been subjected to these tryouts, the latest ohallenge always seems to make them feel as uneasy as the first. They become rigid with fear of what the new direc tor may think of them and so. na turally. defeat the very results they so much desire. In speaking of Mae Busch, Charlie Chaplin once said, "I always re member Mae at a party one eve ning when she suddenly thumped herself on the chest. ‘It's here,” she said fiercely, ‘something inside me— something I’ve got to get out!’ That impressed me a whole lot," added he "for I haven’t heard so awfully many screen actresses in my time com plaining of any inner weight of talent oppressing them." It was, of course, tljls real fire of histrionic energy which burned down every obstacle before It. That to gether with all the suffering she had undergone counts enormously In her work on the screen and removes her many degrees from the puppet types which have cast discredit upon the profession. The moment you meet Mae you recognize her as "good copy." This Is so because she is perfectly nat ural. and being natural with her means saying exactly what sh# thinks. She says it graphically, pungently, often slangily, so that almost every sentence she utters lingers In your mind as a vivid picture of some phase of experience. Far from being a highbrow herself, she is one of those vivid typfs in which the real high brow delights. Another screen performer who sailed a few choppy seas before com ing into port Is that delightful young comedian. Harold Lloyd. The flrBt time' I ever met Lloyd was at a dinner at which Chaplin was also present. The latter was talking in one of his favorite themes, religion or economics—I forget which—and his words, alwavs clipped just enough to reveal his English birth, were coming thick and fast. 1 noticed that as he spoke a rather tall, rather serious-looking young fellow, who was one of a group In an opposite corner of the room, was looking > at him wonderingly, almost wistfully. He himself was not saying a word. "Who is that chap over there?” I asked of the man next to fne. “Oh. don't you know him? That’s Harold Lloyd, the comedian." "Quiet fellow, isn’t he?” I remark ed. "I've hardy heard him say a word." Ties usually like that at parties." replied the other man. "I've been around with that hoy a lot and I’ve never seen him rut up like Buster Keaton or Charlie Chaplin. He says he doesn't feel that way when he Isn’t on the set—that It Isn't until he gets on the old horn ripnned'spec lacles and the rest of the make up that his comedy catches up with him." "What sort of a chap Is he, any how?" asked I a few moments later. The answer was prompt and In olslve. "The nicest, kindest, most wholesome, most sincere young fel low In Hollywood. Harold Lloyd— i why, he's the sort of kid you’d Just sit around and pray your daughter would marrv!" I hasten to say (hat there Is noth ing eccentric about the view of Lloyd lust presented. All that I have since heard of the brilliant young comedian corroborate* this first glowing no [count. When later on. too, I came to have a long talk with him any estige of the scepticism normally Induced by such universal praise va nlshed. When I had this talk there was no trace of the silent young man who had first aroused my curiosity. In fact the shyness which sometimes overwhelms him at a party disappears entirely In a tete a-tele or In a small group of friendly spirits. Then he talks and every word was n drive, thi drive of his tremendous earnestness, ff'imtliliird In The Morning lire.) Maple Leaf Dance A complimentary rnr«f party and dance will be Riven by Maple Leaf ‘•haptcr, Older of tbr Eastern Htnr, Saturday evening. March 1 nt the HcottUh Rite cuthedial, *acurod through the rourteny of the Hrettinh ItHe Mimmu*. The is i.pi u to iii' mlx-iM find their ftitnllh * nm| to pronpvctiva iiicmterM Making a Mistake In love with a man six years my senior. I met him five iponths ago. In ihe beginning 1 sow him two and three times a week. I»ately he only rails once a w“ek. lie claims tfcnt his business takes up all his tinfc. • On previous occasions he did not keep appointments, but he always gave a good excuse. When lie does see me he never asks how I spend my evenings. Of course, he always acts the ardent lover. What I’d like to find out is whether his Intentions toward me are serious, but I don’t know how to go about it. WORRIED. Don't permit this man to ^’act the ardent lover." He may be attracted to you, or even infatuated with you, but his attitude shows that *he does not really love you. His failure to keep appointments and his casual at titude toward your going about with others show that his feelings are not very deep or vital. Since you permit him to make love to you, he probably judges you as a girl who gives her caresses lightly and without real feel ing to justify them. Regaining a Friend. Dear Martha Alien: At my place of business two years ago I met a young man with whom I fell in love. Our company gave a dance and he asked me to go, hut for no reason whatsoever I refused. Since then he has acted indifferently toward me. I would like to regain his friendship. I am 18 and he Is five years my senior. MISS S. Of course, the man has treated you with indifference, and if he had acted otherwise after your snubbing him, you would have no respect for him. Since you were rude, he gracious enough to forget your pride and make some simple and friendly advance, such as asking him to come to see you or merely by showing your friend ly spirit in your attitude toward him when you meet him at the office. Don't worry about his snubbing you in return for your action. He is prob ably above that. Frances: I think a girl of 18 should heed her parents' advice. If you are able and willing to make your own living, you can leave home and control your own destiny. But while you are a dependent, still a child and at home, don't you think your parents are. entitled to give you advice? Remember this, Frances: No one loves you more than do your mother and father. They have proved thousands of times how much they care for you. Along comes gome boy who makes nice speeches and you forget all that your parents have done and tielieve that a frivolous young chap knows better what is good for you and cares more for you than the loving parents who have guarded and protected you through all the 18 yeajs of your life. ^Burgess Bedtime^ Stories By THORNTON W. BL'RGtiSS. A pleasant voice la good to haar. Though what It aaya be far from clear —Petar Rabbit The Eyes in the Night. Peter Rabbit was a prisoner in an empty stall In Farmer Brown’s barn, and all because he had been In mis chief in Farmer Brown's young orchard. Peter had to admit that he was very comfortable. It was warm AuvKRTisr.MRfrr. AN OBLIGING BEAUTY DOCTOR A Beauty Specialist Gives Home-Made Recipe to Darken Gray Hair. Mrs. M. £>. 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I lou need to driv* out the cold that it aappinff your strength. For quick Action try in ihere, anil he had all the food he could eat. such food as he had dream ed about ail that hard winter, but hadn't once tasted before. As soon as he had become used to the stamp ing of Farmer Brown's horse and the noises made by the cows and the other sounds of the barn he had stopped being afraid. Farmer Brown’s boy came to see him two or three times a day, and nlways talked to him. "You are really a whole lot better off here than if you were back in the dear Old Prior Patch, Peter. Yes. sir, you are a whole lot better off." Farm er Brown's boy would say. "It is. awful weather out. You should be thankful to have a warm, comfortable place and plenty to eat. But I don't suppose you are. I suppose you are worrying all the time because you are a prisoner. Just stop your worrying, for when the time comes I am going to let you go. I am keeping you here now just to keep you out of mischief. Just as soon as the snow has settled so that you cannot reach the hark of those young trees I’ll let you go.” This might have comforted Peter tf he had understood It. Of course, he 'couldn't understand it. And he did< worry about being a prisoner. He had tried to gnaw his way out, but he had given tills up as a bad job. It was very nice to be warm and comfortable and have plenty to eat and nothing to fear. It was very nice to have Farmer Brown's Boy talk to him In that friendly way. The voice bt Farm er Brown's Soy was soothing, and though Peter couldn’t understand what he said, he always felt better for being talked to. But nothing could make up for his loss of freedom. Cold and hunger and danger with freedom were better than warmth and food and safety without freedom. So Peter had nothing really to worry about excepting the loss of his freedom until one night he heard a Could those he the eyes of Sljgdow the WeaselT rustling Just outside the stall, and then saw looking in at him through the wire a pair of eyes that made little chills run all over him. They were not very large eyes, but they were such ugly looking eyes, so fierce and crafty and cruel that it seemed to him he had never seen worse eyes. Peter crouched In the furthest corner of the stall and watched those un pleasant eyes watching him. Whose eyes could they be? They were not the eyes of Black Pussy the Cat. He knew those eyes. Besides, these eyes were far too small. He couldn't think of anybody else who could be in that barn. , And then a dreadful thought came to Peter. Could those be the eyes of Shadowthe Weasel? Peter couldn't Accept This Gift move. He could simply crouch there and stare. If those were Shadow's eyes there was no help for him now. lie was a prisoner, and there was no chance for him to escape. (Copyright. 1924.) The next story: "Peter Whips a Coward.” ✓ -;-"v I Adele Garrison i “My Husband's Love” V ... - ■■ -■ "v ■ ■ —/ Hoderiek Stirred I p Trouble at a * CritlcuJ Time. "I suppose you think that's humor ous,” snapped Harriet Hraithwaite. Her big husbapd started as if some one had just jabbed a pin into his arm. He turned half around In his seat and stared at his wife in obvious bewilderment. I surmised at once that never in the course of their well-ordered life 'together had he heard a similar retort from her lips, although like most men he often In dulged In the well-meaning raillery with its subconscious note of mas culine patronage which he had just employed. But the Inhibitions of his wife’s mind were loosening, and again I mentally prophesied, as I had done more than once before on this memorable trip that tbo relations of this man and wife, *o long running a course as placid as a meadow brook, would, from now on complicated by the advent Into tbelr lives of the Har rison children, take on the uncertain character of a turbulent mountain stream, to which most marital men ages are comparable. There never had been any petty complications In Harriet Bralth walte's life to disturb her serenity. But now, wholly unaccustomed to motherhood, she had been pitch forked into the care of four young sters, with ail the small irritating details connected with child-rearing. The eminent surgeon would find in his old age what most bewildered young fathers discovered with the first baby—that a woman wearied with the care of children Is In no mood for airy persiflage, with her own foibles or mental twists used to point the badinage. 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And then he touched his motoring cap in a humor ous exaggerated salute. "I'll he good,” he said and then quick concern as guided the car to the curb and stopped, he asked. "Any thing gone wrong Madge'." I whs not sorry to create a diver sion, although I had another reason for stopping. I felt that they would be the better for considering some thing outside their own emotions. They needed time to shake them selves Into their new environment, time and an absorption in outside details, no matter how trivial. "I must consult the itinerary Lil 11a n made out for me," I said, draw ing a tiny notebook from iny purse. “1 have been perfectly familiar with the road so far, hut at the third cor ner from this we turn off toward (he water, and there are so many roads which one ran take that I might get confused. "f can’t imagine your ever getting confused," my brother-in-law said with perfunctory gallantry, and I gave him a smile as mechanical as his words as I studied the directions which Lillian had given me for the finding of the boarding house in which she had planned that we take refuge while waiting for the ahlp to sail. I did not need the book as far is the directions went—the memory which my friends were pleased to call uncanny was functioning clearly—but my bump of locality Is not a strong one, and Lillian had drawn a map of my course which I wished to place In lts proper relation to the compass, and so get my directions firmly in my mind. Getting Directions. Harriet promptly squelched the natural questions of the children as to our reasons for stopping, and there was no further speech from anyone In the car until X put up the memo randum book. “We won’t be very long now, chickens," I said, turning with a smile to the wide-eyed children In the tonneau, "before we have you safe In a nice coop and give you tome nice corn to scratch." The older children giggled with the quick liking of childhood for a jeat, no matter how banal, but Roderick broke Into a loud wail. "Don’t want any old nsjssy coop.” lie aobbed, "And I won't eat old corn. 1 want »ome milk and by egg.' Harriet's voice wras quick and de cisive. "Roderick,” she said sharply, nnd I wondered with dismay if she would attempt to enforce at this time the discipline which I guessed was the fetich. I w’anted above all else to avoid attracting attention to our party and Roderick was screaming hia pro test vociferously. 1 was so angry at my own well-intentioned hut ill-ad vised jest, that in Dicky’s jiarlance, I could have "kicked myself down seven and a half flights of stairs, but inconsistent I was ready to transfer the wrath to my sister-in-law if she aggravated the mischief I un wittingly had done. Current Topics Department of Woman’s Club The current topics department of the Omaha Woman's club meets to day at 2 p. m. at the T. W. C. A. The Bible lesson Is on Daniel. An account of "Living In Cuba” will be given by Mrs. F. P. I,armon. "Glean ings from New England" will be pre sented by Mrs. John Sebree. Mi:-» Alice Geeman will sing, and Miss Frieda Schrocder will give a piano number. Current events will be pre sented by Miss Meta Laughlln and Mesdames Prentice Ha.irman, and W. A. Baldwin. Hicks-O, Hara. The marraige of Mjss Anna _ E O'Hara, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. F. .1. O’Hara of Council Bluffs, and Floyd A. Hicks of Omaha took place Wed nesday, F^brtiary 20. at the Presby terian parsonage In Council Bluffs. Rev. Calhoun officiating. After an eastern wedding trip, Mr. and Mrs. Hicks will he at home in Omaha. Catholic Social Worker Speak* at Luncheon Dr. John Lapp, head of the social action department of the National Catholic Welfare, Washington, D. C., who Is the guest of the Christ Child society this week, will be guest of honor at a luncheon at the Fontcnelle hotel Thursday, February 28, and will speak after the luncheon on a topic to I* announced later. The luncheon Is open to all who ere iiv terested in the work of the National Catholic Welfare. Reservations may be mude with Mrs. W. J. Hynes, Harney 4760. Custer Relief Corps Georg' A. Custer Woman's Relirf corps will Initiate officers today «l 2 p. m. In Memorial hall courthouse. Old Guard post Is Invited. Digestible—No Cooking. 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