Film Fun (Jan - Dec 1916)

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WORLD FILM Anna Q. Nilsson gazed into the crystal while rehearsing for "To Him Who Hath," and from a part of the scenario business, it has become a fad with her. Her friends claim that she sees wonderful pictures in the magic circle. Screen Doubles HPHEY say« a photograph never fabricates; but you would never think, to look at these two pages, that the two charming screen actresses here shown are often taken for each other. Anna Nilsson and Hazel Dawn reaby do look so much alike that they fool their closest friends. It chanced that both were in Florida recently, Miss Nilsson rehearsing a picture for the World Film Corporation, and Miss Dawn working in "My Lady Incog," under the direction of Sidney Alcott. Miss Nilsson was walking across one of the broad porches of the hotel when she saw Hazel Dawn coming toward her. They stopped and looked at each other. Then they held out their hands. "I know you must be Hazel Dawn," began Miss Nilsson. "Oh, Miss Nilsson," said Miss Dawn, "did anyone ever tell you that you look like me?" "They call me Hazel Dawn half the time," went on Miss Nilsson. And they stopped and looked curiously at each other again. "This will never do, " laughed Miss Dawn. "Come right along with me and have a cup of tea, and we'll talk it all over." "I never knew Miss Dawn had a sister," said an actor in the Famous Players company, when he saw the two girls excitedly chattering at a tea table. "That isn't Miss Dawn," said a member of the World company. "That's Anna Nilsson and her sister." The Nilsson-Dawn combination was too much for the Florida people, and the two girls found the resemblance a means of a series of confusions that was awkward as often as it was funny. They do not look so much alike in character parts; but dress them in evening gowns and do their hair after the same general plans and specifications, and you'd never know them apart. Those Chaplin Boys When Shakespeare's actors filled the stage, The solemn style was all the rage, And no one dared to laugh those days; it wasn't quite the caper. About that time each Chaplin kid, With Charlie first, then little Syd, Were scaring teacher with a mouse wrapped up in tissue paper. When Comedy came romping in, It hardly got a life-size grin; You couldn't get a laugh those days by falling down a sewer. But now — well, now those Chaplin boys Have killed the Glooms, revived the Joys, And all the world sits up and laughs and keeps on growing newer. The man who brings a joyous smile Upon a face that needs a file Ere it can pass the censor board belongs among the Who's-its; He gets the L. A. F. degree, And that is why this comes from me — I'd rather be a Chaplin than the king of Massachusetts ! jg jg —Miles Overholt. A Pair of Spectacles Two sons of Erin were watching a picture where two men were drinking rather freely. Said one, "Phaix, if thim two drink much more, they won't be in condition for the nixt scene." "Thot's all roight," was the answer. "They be hoving a number of glasses, and in the nixt scene they will appear as a pair of spectacles." 8B 88" They Had One Like That at Home An observing girl of six sat at the picture show, deeply interested in the episode of "The Outer Edge." Just as the villain slammed the door in his wife's face, the little voice piped up, to be heard all over the silent theater: "Why, he's even worse than our husband, isn't he, mother?"