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^eep Y^lean
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Kiddies
Believe It Or Not-This Is The Motto Of Joe E. Brown
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By HELEN LOUISE WALKER
OE — you know Joe, of the ample mouth and the hysterical feet — well, they're making him a star. Almost any minute now, the signs in front of the theaters will be changed from "'Such-and-Such,' with Joe E. Brown" to "Joe E. Brown in 'Such-and-Such."' Which may not look so different to you. But it looks ever so different to Joe. And you should see what it does to his pay check !
Moreover, it means that he is allowed to eat in the red plush dining-room, sacred to executives and tip-top players, and pay for everybody's lunch every so often, which is coming up in the world, if you know your Hollywood.
Such a position of prominence and affluence has its responsibilities, as Joe will tell you. There are, for instance, the Kiddies. They look up to a motion picture actor, they do, and it's up to him to see that he deports himself in such a manner that they will not be corrupted by such contemplation. ^, . » , "KEEP KLEAN FOR THE KIDDIES!" That's Joe's
slogan.
He has kiddies of his own — two little boys, aged eleven and thirteen — and he knows. You have to give them something to admire.
His Young Audience
THE subject of proper idols for the little ones came up during lunch at the Embassy Club. Joe was discussing the technique of being funny and telling me how low comedy may be art when a little girl of about five or six, clutching a resplendent doll, came in with her mother. She saw the comedian, started, nudged her mother excitedly and became so absorbed in gazing at him that she had some difficulty in getting into her chair. There were other, more decorative stars in the room, but the tot saw no one but Joe.
Mr. Brown was enchanted. He made funny faces at her. He wiggled his finders. He played peek-aboo. He flirted with her outrageously and forgot to eat his lunch. Also, he forgot to discuss the technique of comedy any more. Finally, when the child's mother became really firm with her about spinach and a glass of milk, Joe sighed deeply and turned back to me.
"Ah!" he said. "Ah! Those are the ones we must consider. The {Continued on page q8)
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