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i other people's view on the subject when he admitted that it is useless to try and make good pictures without an excellent story. The number of pictures he makes next year depends upon the number of good stories he can obtain.
Douglas Fairbanks has a distinct aim in life. It is to scatter cheer.
When he first left the stage to enter pictures, it was frankly to make money, but he soon became so absorbed in their vast appeal to ten thousand times as many people as the stage, that he became lastingly devoted to them. He likes being -in the open, and he likes making his pictures in California.
Fairbanks is very sensitive to criticism. If he receives a thousand letters praising his work and one letter of adverse criticism.
from my nurse, or whoever was supposed
to be watching me, and climbed to the top
of some mining properties belonging to
my father. I slipped and fell. This
scar," he touched his forehead, "is
the result. When they
picked me up, I was
smiling, the first time I
had ever smiled. I had
learnt young, that if we tumble over
our own mistakes it is better to laugh
than cry."
"What do you particularly adI queried.
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that one letter is apt to make a great deal deeper impression than all the rest.
In spite of his surface smile, Douglas Fairbanks did not impress me as being an unusually happy person — h o w could he during an official interview ?
"Where did you get that scar?" I queried, as I noticed a sabre-shaped scar on his forehead.
"When I was about two years old, I lived in Colorado," said Mr. Fairbanks, as he begged my pardon and resumed his gentle pacing of the room. "One dav, I got away
He looked at me searchingly — yes, wonderingly. Then he stopped his pacing back and forth and stood with his hands in his pockets.
"The Kaiser's nerve, Lloyd George's energy, President Wilson's efficiency and America. And now, is there anything more I can tell you?"
I wanted to ask him why on earth he was so restless, but a keen perception told me it was time to go.
"Thank you for coming," said Fairbanks, placing his hard hand in mine in farewell ; "it was mighty good of you."
As I made my exit from the Biltmore I pulled my handkerchief from my bag. My date list came with it. At the top I read, "Appointment to meet Doug Fairbanks eleven a. m. Friday."
Elevea a. m., and I had made my entrance at eleventhirty. No wonder this typical American product had registered restlessness. I had doubtless kept him from selling a million dollars' worth of Liberty Bonds or from flying to Washington and back!
Restless endeavor, energetic ambition, indefatigable energy, whether for work or play, pictures or politics, humanity or himself, these are the things Douglas Fairbanks typifies. He is typically American — the Fairbanks scale of Americanism is 100 per cent, perfect.
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Doug first entered pictures to make money. Now he's in them because they fascinate him
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