Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Jul 1929)

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46 A Siren is Sublimated Miss Myers is here seen with Bessie Love, her closest friend. weakness of hers and that the men weren't as sorry as they had been, that they seemed irritated at times, had taught her to shield her disappointments. On this day she heard a clamor, and peeped out. Colleen Moore had tripped in jauntily. Colleen had a something — a pep, assurance, and a way of wearing the cheapest dress. Hadn't she come from Chicago, a big city? Carmel, a gawky kid who'd never been on a train except from San Francisco to Los Angeles, was conscious of the difference between them. Suddenly the idea took shape. Maybe they were just play acting. Surely they must have disappointments, or worries. They simply didn't show it ! That was it. To cover it up with a gay front, to pretend. No one could ever accuse Carmel of lack of courage. There is strength, a steellike quality, that must have been then in its embryonic form. Hastily drying her tears, she daubed powder on and strutted out, laughing her sobs back down her throat. That was her second victory. All along there were such boulders, to be met and hurtled aside. To some, conquering self is more difficult than conquering a world. She learned, as the girls gave their confidences, that all were Judy O'Gradys. Also, that in any branch of the show business troubles are not displayed. "It is strange," she said, her full lips in a little quirk that might have been either humor or cynicism, as we sat about her dinner table, five of us, "that an actress can so seldom express her real feelings. Even unimportant ' ones. It's not good business ! I don't advocate artificiality practiced to the point of hypocrisy. But on general principles," she mused, her wide, gray eyes deepened by the shadow just outside the candlelight, "be pleasant, curb feelings, make a light and frivolous appearance. "Besides, we all have too much selfpity. And an actress naturally exaggerates the importance of everything that concerns herself. "Most of us are emotional. It is an asset. I am extremely so. It is native to our people. Our sympathy wells instantly to another's hurt ; and you might say that we enjoy our own, so thoroughly do we indulge it. This pent-up emotion finds outlet in my work. That, in addiContinued on page 117 Rudolph Valentino's first lead was with Fred Kelsey and Miss Myers, in "A Society Sensation."