Picture Play Magazine (Sep 1919 - Feb 1920)

34 Antonio at the Bath tripped him purposely, so enraging Tony that he immediately proceeded to deliver blow for blow. Which, as you know, is not according to the scriptures. "And so I was fired," commented Moreno, the adult, lugubriously, when he told me of the episode. Someihing in his youthful feeling of shame and tragedy still was obvious in recollection. He was really most contrite. And so he packed his valuables and announced his intention to explore the land of miracles overseas. The miracles commenced when he walked up the gangplank of the steamship lying in the Gibraltar harbor. It was really a span from nonentity to fame. Although the boy did not know it, he was heading straight into a chapter of an "Arabian Nights' " dream. On the boat was the famous actress, to whom he referred. She was Miss Helen Ware. Her interest in our cavalier led her to advise him to seek his fame and fortune in the theater. Fortunately she spoke Spanish fluently, for Tony knew not a word of English. His appearance, his enthusiasm, and his eloquence of voice and eye confirmed Miss Ware's prediction, as it does ours, that Antonio Moreno is the ideal romanticist. While dressing like a whirling dervish, plucking a necktie from a chandelier, a shirt from the back of a chair and trousers from the clothes-tree, Tony informed us something of his plans for the future. Al though commencing his screen work in the pioneer family that included the Talmadges, Clara K. Young, Earle Will iams, Edith Storey, Mabel Normand, Bobby Harron, and the Gishes, serving both with Vitagraph and Biograph, he has the enthusiasm and ambition of the beginner. He has been under the supervision of Albert E. Smith, president of Vitagraph, almost without interruption since the first one-reeler in which he appeared. The only exception was his appearance with Irene Castle and with Pearl White at Pathe. "Am I going to remain in serials?" he repeated after me. "For a while at least. Serials have a tremendous following, of course, but after a while, well, who knows? Now" — he added abruptly, having adjusted his necktie, the last episode in his performance of dressing, which required but ten minutes from shower to seizure of hat — "now, we can run down and have a little breakfast-lunch, eh? And then," he registered dismay, "I have to see an interviewer. What do you say, or rather, what don't you say to an interviewer? It's been so long since I gave out an interview." That remark gave me the idea for this story and I remarked : "Not since your last bath, Tony." And Tony looked nonplused. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiM Their Wedded Life Elinor Fair and Albert Ray have got marriage down to a business — nine to five most every day, with Sundays and holidays off. By B. Henry Smith IT began auspiciously about six months ago — and now neither of them knows where the other lives. When she leaves the studio she goes straight home to mother, and as for him — well, another woman is using his name. Scandalous? Not exactly; you see, it was William Fox who joined them together — and the timekeeper puts Elinor Fair and Albert Ray asunder every night at five. Here's the proof of the way they take Mr. Fox's ceremonies. Their first wedding took place when they did their first picture together — it was called "Married in Haste," fittingly enough. Since then Mr. Fox has tied the nuptial knot for them in every picture they've done— "Words and Music By — — ," "Be a Little Sport," "Love Is Love," "A Lost Princess" — they've been married in every single one. Their current release,