Hollywood (Jan - Nov 1935)

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Bill's strongest admirer let that one sink in, before going on to tell me this new, exclusive Rogers story: 'V^Vne Time We went to Jackson, Cali V>/ fornia, to make Doubling for Romeo. We worked up there for quite a while. Bill got to know everybody in town. There were a lot of mines up there, and the miners used to come in to watch us work. They jawed a lot with Bill. "We came back to Hollywood. Several months passed. One morning Bill picked up a paper and read that there had been an explosion in a mine there. Nineteen miners were entombed by a cavein. Money was needed for their destitute families ... A few hours later, several hundred dollars arrived by wire. The town didn't know — and won't know, until somebody reads this — that the money came from Bill; that he felt that those boys were his friends and he wanted to do something for them — pronto. "As long as I have known him, Bill has always been quick on the draw, as far as his pocketbook is concerned. I haven't been able to beat him yet. Nobody else has, either. "I used to be embarrassed, because Bill wouldn't let me pay for anything — even though I didn't very often have any money in those early days. I remember one day in particular. We had lunch together, and afterwards went to the cashier's desk. We both shoved our hands into our pockets. " 'You might as well keep your hand right there,' Bill said, giving me a wise look. T know you ain't got a dime.' Somehow, he had found out that I had been taken to the cleaners by my dice-rolling pals — that I'd got too many sevens at the wrong time." "Big" paused. "Speaking of eating," he continued, "Bill has the wildest habits of anybody I know. For years I lived down beside a polo field near Santa Monica. I never knew when he'd pop in, so I always kept my kitchen well stocked with beans. I might not see him for weeks at a time, but sooner or later he'd show up. 'Hey, "Big!" he'd holler when he came in the door. 'Drag out them Mexican beans and some corn bread!' "He has always been crazy about that sort of stuff — range food. How he has stood all these banquets with their rich, civilized food is something I can't figure out." Big" Has Always got a kick out of clowning with Bill. In addition to being a foil for Bill's jokes. "Big" has wrestled, roped and ridden with his idol for hours at a time. Bill — and this will be news to you — is strong for tests of strength and skill. "Big" said, "I'm no prairie flower, and I look like more than a match for Bill. However, he always held his own in wrestling. Right now he could give just about any man his own size a darned good lacing. Physically, in the sixteen years I've known him, the only change I've seen in him is that his hair has gone a bit grayer. "Another thing about Bill is that he's not only pretty good at ribbing people; he can take a joke on himself. And that's the acid test for any humorist. "But one time we had a little horseplay that darned near came to a tragic ending. It happened on location in the desert for Cupid, the Cowpuncher. We were three miles from town and the nearest hotel, and had ridden to the spot on our horses. The property man had made a big mud puddle, and Bill was supposed to fall into it. I was standing at the edge, thinking of the beauty and the vastness of the country thereabouts, when Bill came up behind me. The next minute I was up to my neck in mud and Bill and the whole company were getting a laugh. "I knew that the property man had brought along a change of clothes for Bill after his scheduled ducking. So I sneaked around some trucks, found the clothes and put them on. That joke was on Bill, and he thought it was good, too. Even after he did a nose dive into the mud. That was the last scene, so we headed for the hotel, Bill in his muddy clothes. Bill started galloping his horse and we got into a race. I jumped from my horse to his pony and climbed on. With both of us on the mount, we started wrestling. Suddenly, the saddle slipped and went completely under the horse — right under his belly. "We'd probably have had our brains kicked out if just at the time the saddle turned the horse hadn't been jumping a small, sandy gully, no bigger than a ditch. We both let go and fell into the sand, clear of the hooves, but with the fun pretty much gone out of us." Millions Have wondered, after seeing Will Rogers' naturalness on the screen, if he is so democratic off the screen — with all the friends he has in high places. This is the answer of the man who knows him best: "On location trips, I've never known Bill to care about riding with the bigshot dayers and directors," "Big" recalled. "He'll climb into any car with the mob, and if a bunch of guys are in a comfortable rear seat, he'll pull down the dickey seat and sit on that. If you know anything about Hollywood, you know how unusual it is for a star to be so democratic. Also, he will never let anybody print his name on a studio chair, used on a set. Most players and directors have these. But Bill — the biggest star of them all — just sits anywhere, any time." I Asked "Big" about Bill's newspaper writing. Does Rogers do it, himself? If so, how and where and when? "Lots of people have been mighty curious about that," he replied. "Hundreds have deliberately asked me if Bill writes his own stuff or whether some guy does it for him. It's silly to think anybody else could write that. Bill has his own slant on things, and every line he writes has got his personality in it as strong as if it was stamped with a trade-mark. "Bill has got about the biggest dressing-room on the Fox lot. A family of five could live comfortably in it. The only time Bill ever goes near it is to write his copy. He'll duck off the set when HOLLYWOOD