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AT the rinht — another of the Sennctt comedy favorites— Phyllis Haver. Rob Wagner, a well known magazine contributor, was her art teacher at the Manual Arts high school in Los Angeles. The pupils of the art class were taking turns posing for each other. When it became Phyllis' turn Rob Wagner suddenly realized that the eyes of artistic wisdom had, up to that moment, been actually blind. Phyllis Haver was, he decided, exceptionally beautiful. The result of his enthusiasm was that Phyllis was asked to "visit" at the La.~ky studio. At the end of her visit the Manual Arts school had lost a pupil. Phyllis had launched her screen career. Phyllis has no expressed desire for a dramatic career. For the present at lea.st she is content to be wholly ornamental on the film beaches, with an occasional "dressed-up'" part.
MARIE PREVOST— (shown at left)— had no romantic illusions. She went into the movies because her father was dead and her mother needed the money. It happened that she was pretty; that she had a wonderful figure with something of the lithesome strength of the boy in it. Marie had some queer experiences when she first began acting. One time she lost the friendship of one of her best girl friends when the girl saw Marie being hauled out of a bar-room by the police, it was no use to tell the girl it was only a picture. She had seen what she had seen. Another time, a wire broke, dropping her down into the middle of a street from the height of a two-story building. And again — while taking scenes for "A Tugboat Romeo," a windlass \\iih which the girls were pulling up the hero from the bottom of the sea slipped its moorings and hit Marie right between the eyes, a crack that prostrated her. Like so many California girls who live outdoors all the time, Marie is a wonderful swimmer, so that the adage that the screen bathing beauties never go near the water cannot apply to her. She is one of the few girls who can really ride a surf board. Marie may be unlucky in her picture work but she has lots of friencls, which we may account for by the fact of her sweet disposition, girlish, simple manners, and an innate sense of good breeding. Marie has the physique of a prizefighter for all her small stature and the lungs of an 1. W. W. orator if she cared to use them.
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