(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
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the world's desertion shake his love
for her.
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,
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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
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Illlllllllllllll
Feel Rotten?
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.”
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I Adele Garrison
i
“My Husband's Love”
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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.
Harriet Catches Herself,
"Why, Harriot!" he stammered, "I
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"Of1 course you didn't," she re
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could complete the stereotyped femi
nine retort, I heard the slightest catch
of her breath end then in an entirely
altered tone she finished. "It’s all
right, Edwin. I'm a bit nervous
that’s all. I don't mind really."
I could not see her face, but that
It was beaming In friendly fashion
upon her bewildered spouse I kn«w
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from the answering smile which
quirked hl» mouth. 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. A Light Lunch
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