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Tidings from
Tailzie Town
Here's Skipper Arlen enjoying a little clean fun with all hands on deck. It's Dick's new yacht, and he used it as a location home during the filming of The Sea God, his newest.
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HEY tell this one about a Britisher who visited Hollywood recently. As a son of a well-known statesman, he was entertained during his visit
Received an official welcome to Hollywood from Sid Grauman. Had a tea given in his honor by King Douglas and Queen Mary at Pickfair. Was royally feted at the beach home of Marion Davies. And finally made a personal tour of all the studios.
That night as he was about to retire, there was a discreet knock at the door and a bellboy presented himself to ask if he had not forgotten to put his shoes out to be blackened.
"I have not." he said, "I'm jolly well afraid they, might gild the bloomin' things."
"You mean fee-on-say," Mr. Warner politely oflFered.
"Certainly not!" She blazed. "I know what I'm doing."
Far be it from H. B. to contradict a lady, especially a fourgrand-a-week charmer. But the director, who had overheard the altercation, quickly intercepted.
"Of course you're right. Miss Eyefull," said he, with a wink at Mr. Warner, "but for the benefit of our rural cousins, you'd better be the fiancee."
THERE are few actors, either on the stage or on the screen, who can compete with H. B. Warner for purity in diction. He is such a stickler for pro and e nunciation that at times he forgets himself and corrects others not so well versed as he is.
Not long ago he was working in a picmre, where the leading feminine role was entrusted to a young lady but a year out of high school. Not because of her dramatic ability, but because of her well known physical attributes — and some of them prefer them that way — she is where she is to-day.
Mr. Warner and the young lady were going over their lines together. Everything went well till she came to a part in the script where she had to explain her relationship to the leading man.
'I am his fiancee. ' She read it, with the final double 'e ' silent like the 'q " in potatoes.
By The Taiiiie Town Tattler
OOT GIBSON and Sally Eilers. one of Hollywood' s latest honeymoon couples, dropped into a little French restat/rant for dinner recently. A waiter, suppressing a yaiun. leisurely sauntered over and inquired:
"Would Madam and Monsieur hate snails? We are famous for them." "Yes. I know." returned Hoot. "One of 'em waited on us last time we were here.''
'HILE casting for a recent produaion, director Clarence Brown was approached by a well known bits and parts player for a part.
"I might be able to use you," said Clarence, "but it will be quite a while yet. See me in a couple of weeks."
"If you want me," said the actor, you'd better put me on the pay roll right now. There are a lot of other companies after me."
"Yes.*"' That was an old gag to director Brown but
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