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CHATS WITH THE PLAYERS
Symphony," when I visited him at the studio, and I am watching for the release of the film now.
In appearance he is pleasant, self-composed, with a vein of quiet humor lighting his conversation. But this interview would be longer if he were less modest — he is ready to talk interestingly about any subject except himself ! L. B.
GWENDOLINE PATES, OF PATHE FRERES
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A
large, vivid blue coat,
containing a small,
vivid, pink and blonde
young lady, came rapidly
down the corridor.
"There's Miss Gwendoline Pates, now," said the telephone girl. I gasped. There was apparently so much coat and so little Gwendoline. The Little Salvationist, the Aeroplane Girl, and a host of dainty, girlish parts passed before my mind's eye as I found myself shaking hands, energetically, with five feet four of bewitching prettiness, made up of quantities of golden hair, long-lashed, friendly blue eyes, and a one hundred and twenty-odd pounds of most colorful personality.
"Such a noise out here; come into my dressing-room — do." Miss Gwendoline has a real trilling-bird-and-ripplingbrook voice. It is a great pity that the camera cannot reproduce that also. I followed, thru cross-sections of scenery, into a charming, little, flowered, cretonne nook, that looked very much like its owner. We sat down. Minus the coat, "Gwen," as they call her at the studio, is not so very petite, but it is not difficult to see why she takes light comedy and little-girl parts so well. She is all graceful enthusiasm, dainty gesture and _i_*j_i___ „. _• _ ■" &5L. pretty, italicized pronunciation, with just a hint of her Texas birthplace running thru it. And she gathered up the reins of the interview, and drove the conversation, skillfully, at her own sweet will, thru the pleasant places of reminiscence and anecdote, while the breathless pencil of your interviewer made ineffectual attempts to keep up.
"I've been with Pathe two years, and I've played hundreds of parts — before that, vaudeville. Oh, yes, I'm getting along in years — nearly twenty," she confessed. "I prefer the photoplay to the spotlight, because now I can live at home with my perfectly good family. Then I dont have to be bothered with the stage-door Johnnies, tho the mail-box Johnnies are nearly as bad. I get hundreds of letters. There's one poor little fellow, ten years old, that writes me regularly, because he's lonely and an orphan, and I look friendly. I answer his letters, too." Miss Gwen smiled so pleasantly here that I feel sure that if I had been a ten-year-old orphan, I should have sat down and written her at once myself. I propounded another question— she looked soextremely feminine.
"Do you want the suffrage?"
"No, not personally. I wouldn't know what to do with it" — dear me, how delightful ! — "I'm truly so busy that I couldn't stop to vote. I haven't a moment for fads, tho I'd.