Screenland (Oct 1923-Mar 1924)

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34 PICTURE -PLAT MAGAZINE so," said Mr. Chaplin. "A genius. Well, I hardly modesty. Coming from anyone else it would have think so, although a number of critics have said that sounded — well, perfectly terrible. But from the great very thing about me." comedian it seemed merely natural and reasonable for Mr. Chaplin said this with all his tremendous Continued on page 160 uiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin BiM iiiiiiiiii!iii[iiiiiiiiiii[iiiiiiiii!iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinii mini iiiiiiiiiii The Art of Patsy Ruth Miller An Intime Study of Filmland's Future Lady Macbeth. by Burble Diehard OH, GOODY, GOODY," cried Patsy Ruth Miller, hitting me in the face with an ice cream cone, "What do you suppose has happened to me. " Poor little me couldn't guess what had happened to Pat. (I call her Pat because sne is '"my girl-friend.) So many perfectly thrurriling things are always happening to Pat. "I am just too excited for words, my dear. Positively thrurrilled, my dear." I curled up on the porch swing at Pat's bungalow, reached for a marshmallow out of the most scrumptious box of bon bons and prepared to listen to Pat's fascinating adventure. Pat is growing up in artistry and in emotional technique but she is still a girl at heart and likes to have a box of candy around. "Well," said Pat, trying to look oh, so dignified, "I have been asked to play Lady Macbeth in the Bushwack's million dollar screen version of the celebrated play by Shakespeare!" I gasped. "But, oh, Pat," I cried, "you will be getting too highbrow for words." "Not to my old friends," said the merry-hearted girl. "But isn't it thrilling. And haven't I got my nerve to play a role that Julia Marlowe and Sarah Siddons and all the famous actresses have made immortal. "But I mean to play it differently. Not so gloomy, perhaps, but just as tragic. Solemn without being morbid, if you know what I mean." And I did know what she meant for just then a look that was solemn without being morbid flitted across Pat's big eyes. "And I shall make her sympathetic. I don't believe Shakespeare ever meant her to be unsympathetic. I don't believe that great dramatist ever meant anyone to be unsympathetic. I hope the dear public won't be cross with me if Continued on page 105 At the right, a brand new portrait of Miss Miller, and below, the little school she attended as a child. Little did these schoolmates think of Patsy as a future Lady Macbeth. DINGLESPIEI, AND DRIDLE FRITZ