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million-dollar contract and first marriage 89
wonderful wife for you?" Mildred said she did not want to marry until she was twenty-two or twenty-three. Charlie said she was silly but when she asked him when he planned to marry he replied, "Never." Suddenly, however, they married (October 23, 1918), at the home of Rev. James Myers in Los Angeles. It took Hollywood, the world, and even intimate friends, by surprise. No importance had been attached to their comparatively few public appearances together.
After a honeymoon of a week at Catalina Island the couple settled in their new home at 2000 De Mille Drive in the hilly Lachman Park section of north Hollywood. Marjorie Daw, a young actress who grew up with Mildred, described the new home in a newspaper article as a "symphony in lavender and ivory, exquisite in every detail." "I intend to have a happy home," Mildred is quoted as saying, "and realize that the trouble with most love affairs is that romance dies out after marriage and is supplanted by commonplace things. I determined that this should never be." In the couple's plans, a trip around the world, "with not so much as a movie camera in sight," was to follow two years of work.
Belying a namby-pamby appearance, Mildred proved to be headstrong. In January 1919 we find her "agitated" because her employers failed to accord financial recognition to the added value of her new name (she was now billed as Mildred Harris Chaplin). She refused to continue working and her doctor ordered her to the mountains for a rest.
A son was born in the summer of 1919, a malformed baby who lived but three days. For a time the mother's life was also despaired of. They buried the child in a Hollywood cemetery under the simple inscription, "The Little Mouse," the mother's name for him. Chaplin later told a friend that the undertaker had fixed a little prop