Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Aug 1919)

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Make John Stanton’s wish come true — and Charles Newton’s. •Send ns 65c todav and in return we will mail yovir hoy a pack of STAGE PLAYING CARDS— the handsomest deck of cards in existence. The backs are an exquisite blend of pink, cream, green, and gold, with gold edges; flexible, highly finished, lively and durable: .52 cards and joker to each pack. Each card has a different star's picture on the back, and besides a lively game of cards, the boys can talk over the work of their player friends who appear in the pack. Make some boy happy I Dont delay! His nerves may just need the diversion of a good game of cards. He is giving his all — 6Sc means nothing to you. Help him out! THE M. P. PUBLISHING CO. 175 Duffield Street Brooklyn, N. Y. P. S. — Make it $1.20, and we'll send two packs, or $2.00 and we’ll send four packs. Dont you want a pack for yourself? They're worth every bit of 75c a pack! A Pearl in the Rough hand-colored, but even the color didn’t hide my acting. They had me in crinolines. Shall I ever forget ? I’m no bonehead trying to kid myself. When I get into a drama a lot of extra hands and feet sprout out all over me, and I dont know what to do with them. I either overact all over the place, or I stand still and they push me around like a tea-wagon. But, darn it ! I want to be an actress in spite of that.” “Are you going to try ?” we prompted. “Dunno,” said Miss White, thru the smoke. “The serial stuff, altho it is ungrateful, has its good points. Everybody knows me — in France, South America, Cuba — everywhere. I get letters from every conceivable place. A bagful, of stuff a week. I dont know why they keep up. You’d think all the people that intended to write would have written by this time and gotten over it. But the stuff keeps coming.” Miss White frankly admitted that no one had touched her popularity in serials. “Funny, too,” she philosophized, “I dont make it. Plenty of good people have tried. But they dont catch on. It’s mighty hard to pass somebody who is established in a certain type of work. You’ve got to be about four times as good as the original before the public Mull consider you. The girl that passes Mary Pickford will have to be half a dozen times as able. “Look at me,” continued Pearl. “I was on the stage before I tried pictures. Then I was canned by Lubin and I came to Pathe. The serial did the stunt for me and I’m famous. There you are.” “Dont you like fame?” we, asked. “Do I like to be famous?” repeated Miss White. “James, the smelling-salts ! Of course, it’s pretty nice. It’s all there is to life. People recognize you everywhere you go. I have a couple of cars, and somebody has wished a country place on me, which I only rent, thank God ! Folks give dinners in my honor. I’m going to one at Sherry’s when I finish work tonight. I didn’t know I’d have to work tonight when the dinner was planned. But if a man wants to spend money, I wouldn’t disappoint the rest. Besides, I’ll get there before they adjourn.” Pearl paused. Another cigaret was borrowed. Likewise some matches. Just the shade of seriousness puckered the White eyebrows. “The thing you’ve got to watch out for is going broke when you’re old. Look at all the people that go down and out at the finish. The man who built my country place is blind now and penniless. That’s terrible !” We talked of many things, finally of marriage. “Look at all the flivvers,” said Miss White. “No wedding-bells for Pearl. You cant do it in the movies. I know how tired I am when I get home after periling all day. I’d pick a fight with St. Peter. No, it cant be did.” Miss White casually mentioned that she never — well, hardly ever — went to MOTION PICTURE ■{Continued from page 17) the movies to see herself. “I used to try ; it and drag along some friends,” she said, “Then they’d trot out the worst episode of the whole serial, and I’d resolve never to go again. Now I stick to my resolution. What’s the use ? I know I’m not acting.” Then Miss White made a genuine confession. There is a chance that she may leave Pathe. She may do one more serial for them — and she may not. But one thing she swore to, she’d like to drive a war ambulance. “I know it’s taking a chance with public favor and all that,” said Miss White, “and I know how hard it is to come back. But the darn thing attracts me.” Which rather sums up this Pearl in the rough. A good sort, not trying to pose, frankly not interested in much of; anything, , not really understanding her own popularity, yet accepting it without' question and yet wondering how long the fates will be kind. In parting. Miss White tried to give us some letters from her admirers. When we protested, she inquired, “Say,; what’s your mission in life, anyway?” Which quite left us speechless. While we tried to look into Pearl’s laughing' eyes and moralize upon our lifelong purpose, Miss White added, “I mean, what are you here for, an interview?” n We admitted the accusation. “How’d I know?” said Pearl, plaintively. “If you can make up something out of the stuff I’ve told you, you’re going some.” jjl Then, departing down the studio stairs we heard Pearl inquiring of some one ir the distance; 1 “Have youse got a cigaret?” J! Sessue of the Samurai {Continued from page 68) conversation he is American to thi finger-tips, but one always feels that It Hayakawa there is the soul of somi stern old Samurai, who has returned t( earth and got into the body of a ver; up-to-date young man of fashion by mis take. One always feels that this hand some, attractive young clubman is reach ing back into dim mysteries of an ol< philosophy that we wot not of. I se him in spiflFy neckties and vest-chains with golf-sticks poking out of the ton neau of his car, but beyond I see ol Samurai temples and queer Samurj swords, strange aromas of Oriental per fumes. Hayakawa is modern Japan. He is th proud old Samurai caste in patent leathe shoes and spats. The spirit of the old Japan which ra« death with a contemptuous smile an killed any one who touched its sword, j But the manners and thoughts of moc ern America. We think we have taught them a lor! but they call upon life forces of whieW we know nothing. a A very interesting and charniinE young man — this actor, sailor, philo?(I[ pher — Hayakawa. I ( Seventy-two)