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July, 1919
PHOTO-PLAY JOURNAL
Chaplin Dog Jumps Through Movie-Screen
Most every morning at the Charlie Chaplin studio in Hollywood, Bill, the studio dog, stands on guard at the big gate waiting for his master. As the car pulls up, faithful Bill invariably makes a leap and never fails to land by the side of the little comedian.
One day last week Charlie and his staff were in the projection room, viewing the scenes of the previous day's work. A scene showed Charlie in the front seat of his car, racing toward the camera.
On this particular morning Bill had trespassed, having gone to the projection room for a little nap. The mechanism of the projection machine aroused Bill just in time to catch one glimpse of his master's approaching car. Before the dog's unruly presence was known, he leaped bodily through a hundred and fifty dollar silver-nitra screen and landed in a dark and unfriendly corner. Being thoroughly disgusted with himself for having failed in his usual easy trick, he pulled himself together and started off on a dead run in the direction the car was seemingly going. Before the lights could be turned on Bill had made the charming acquaintance of a perfectly solid wall, and we found him draped across the floor, down and out. Under the affectionate stroke of his master's hand, Bill opened his big eyes and wagged his tail :
"This is one on me, Charlie."
When a Barber "Cuts It Out"
There is a little barber shop on Catalina Island which is doing an unusually good business. (They say it is the only one in the town.)
The other day a young man passed the shop who had a little more than the ordinary cheerful face. The inquisitive barber being naturally interested in faces, was sufficiently impressed to ask of a patron who the gentleman might be.
"O h, he works around one of the picture studios in Los Angeles,'' was the answer of the dry-faced patron.
The following night the smiling young person dropped in for a shave, and as there was was one in the chair and one waiting, h e leisurely removed his coat, hat and collar, glanced in the mirror at his week's growth, and took a seat. He waited until his patience was about exh a u s t e d, but as he turned to express himself, the barber beat him to it with : "You're next."
The young man who works around one of the studios hastened to the chair, but the barber evidently de
Charlie Chaplin and Tom Davies, Manager
Western Import Co., London, Who Handle
Chaplin Films On British Isles
cided he didn't really need the money, for just as the patron was about to seat himself, he remarked :
"Gettin' kinda late, young feller; guess I'll go home. Come back tomorrow."
And the world-famous Charlie Chaplin hustled into his collar and coat and took his whiskers back to his hotel.
Chaplin Directing Tom Wilson (In Bed) In a Scene of "Sunnyside'
Popularity Proves Destructive
Charlie Chaplin delivered the goods, but according to one E. J. Kramer, who runs the Rialto Theatre at Stanton, Nebraska, they were not altogether satisfactory.
It seems that Mr. Kramer's showing of "Shoulder Arms" brought about such a surprising conclusion, which he describes in the following manner :
"My town is a small town, and my theatre is not a great big house. When I ran (Continued on Page 54)