Close Up (Oct 1920 - Aug 1923)

12 JUST BETWEEN OURSELVE ^niHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiii^ = Marshall Lorimer Act ■ 1D» = | Editor and Prop. tLU8t: 1 = The Magazine of Movie Land = H Issued the 5th and 20th of Each Month ■ = Editorial and Business Office: 603 Western Mutual Life Bldg., (formerly Exchange Bldg.) = M 321 West Third Street. Telephone 820-609. = = SUBSCRIPTION RATE: ONE YEAR TWO DOLLARS EE != Advertising Rates on Contract Basis n I Checks Should Be Made Payable to “Close-Up” n § All manuscripts and Contributions Should be Addressed to the Editor If i !lllllllllllllllllllllllllinilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!llllllllll!lllllllllllll!HIIIIIIII!llll!!llllllllll!IIIIIIIIINIllllllllNHIIlll!lllllll!ll!ll!l!lllllllllllllllllllllllllll!ll!llllllllllllliH THE LIFER COLORFUL EXPERIENCE His lot was harsher — than his crime, But still his gentleness was such. That not once in that irksome time, I saw him shrink from sorrow’s touch. But more than this — no care could stem The pent-up humor of his store, Cheerful with all — but more with them, Who read aright the grief he bore. Once it did seem his hardy eye. Sprang moisture from his pent-up soul; The wistful look — his hopeless sigh — Beyond the owner’s firm control. Then in my heart the meaning swept, I bared mine own, to read his grief , A nd having read — my impulse leapt, To share my hope in joint relief. But ere ?ny thought was framed to word, The cloud receded from his face, And there anon, his voice was heard Uplifting men in sore disgrace. Such is the man, my feeble pen Would justice do, but no pen could; For he, despised and shunned of men, Received from many gratitude. — By Marshall Lorimer. Jane Murfin has begun production work on her play “The Sign” at the I nee studios. May Allison has been signed up for the leading role, the cast also including Ethel Shannon and Rockcliffe Fellows. Miss Murfin will direct her own production. * * * Loehr Harmon claims that Jimmie Dugan and Jack Sullivan put him on his feet! Now what does he mean — wasn’t Loehr wearing shoes? All is grist in the movie mill: every talent, profession, trade and experience can find some useful niche in the making of motion pictures. Naturally, therefore, Hollywood contains the most variegated collection of experiences in all the world; and of all this group, William Van Brincken, research director for Jackie Coogan, owns the most interesting set. A student in German gymnasiums and art schools, officer in the royal regiments of the Kings of Saxony and Wurtemburg, theatrical producer for these royalties, in association with Max Reinhardt, globe trotter extraordinary who has traversed every continent — this is just a fragment of the colorful experience and acquaintance with international manners and customs which Van Brincken brings to help Jackie in the picturization of Mary Roberts Rinehart’s novel, “Long Live the King.” Marvel, well-known vaudeville dancer whose Spanish dance is one of the high lights of “In Old Madrid,” Clara Kimball Young’s newest Metro starring picture, closely resembles Rodolph Valentino. While in Theodore Kosloff’s company Marvel’s dancing partner was Natcha Rambova, Valentino’s present wife. Are You Interested in beautiful GOWNS? You can purchase in my home at 2006 IVAR AVE., Hollywood, the changing wardrobe of 10 of the BEST DRESSED STARS on the SCREEN! All articles of wearing apparel at a GREAT SACRIFICE. Many of these GOWNS were worn in only ONE PICTURE. Screen Stars Wardrobe Exchange 2006 IVAR AVE. PHONE 437-028 ( Cahuenga Ave. to Franklin, Then One Block East and Two North) THE BROWN PAINTED DWELLING IS 2006 A FOSTER MOTHER’S APPEAL By Marshall Lorimer My lad, what would you do, where would you go, Why would you leave my side? Is the home too dull, is your life too quiet, That would I know? You seem but a child yet, a child of my heart, Its glory and pride; Would you shatter its image, would you make my life void? Don’t go! Think of your Mother, who dying gave you into my care: Was not my love for you patient and true? Did we not share The good, and the bad, the gay and the sad? Have they been spent for the sake of a fad? Who was the mainstay when you were young and tender, Who was the mecca for all your griefs and joys? Whose bosom cherished you, who was your defender? Whose slender purse, lad, supplied your hands with toys? Ah, lad! you are breaking the heart which lived for you only, For the sake of a whim you would leave me so lonely, And yet if it were for your good, as I know it is not, I would pray to God daily to further your lot. But alas the world you would enter is bitter and cold, Whilst its heart is of marble for timid and bold. Do you grudge that your course is steady and bright? Do you feel that your blood is bursting in fight? If you knew, as I know, the emptiness of it, The glare you so crave for your soul would not covet. God bless you, my lad, for those fountains of dew — For they token the old home will still shelter you. Now I know for I feel it within this old breast That your Mother in Heaven my efforts have blessed. Knowing twins has its advantages. If it isn’t one, it’s the other, you know. C. H. Dods had something to do with this.