Motion Picture Classic (May 1921 - Dec 1927)

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SAY “BAYER” when you buy. Insist I Unless you see the “Bayer Cross” on tablets, you are not getting the genuine Bayer product prescribed by physicians over 23 years and proved safe by millions for Colds Toothache Neuritis Neuralgia Headache Rheumatism Lumbago Pain, Pain Accept only “Bayer” package which contains proper directions. Handy “Bayer” boxes of 12 tablets — Also bottles of 24 and 100 — Druggists. Aspirin la tile trade maxi: of Bayer Manufacture of Monoaceticacidester of SaUcylicaeld DO YOU LIVE IN A HAUNTED HOUSE? A House Haunted by the Ghost of Your Departed Beauty? Does this Ghost peer over your shoulder whenever you glance into a mirror, an unhappy reminder that your figure has lost its lithe slenderness, that your hair is scant and lusterless? And, whenever you gaze upon exquisite colorful fabrics, does this Ghost whisper: “You cannot wear those tints — your skin is now muddy and sallow, your eyes are dull, your personality has lost its radiance and charm” ? And is this Ghost so omnipresent in your thoughts that you have become self-conscious— even morbid? Has it driven away your grace and your poise? If this case is yours, then YOU MUST BANISH THE GHOST BY REPEATING Three Magic Words: for JANUARY A study of this magazine and an application of its advice and formulas will gradually materialize your departed beauty. But this cannot be accomplished perfectly unless your mind be rejuvenated as well as your body. So we offer in our New Year’s number three special features: An “Imaginary Conversation” with Du Barry that will make you laugh — and laughter is the finest of beauty tonics. A short story by the author of “Violets and Spice” that will fire your imagination. An illustrated article, “Good Looks for Xmas,” that will banish all the worry lines which have been forming because you haven’t been able to find suitable gifts for the holiday season. for \J January L/ CLASSIC Flashes from the Eastern Stars ( Continued from page 58) It was the first print of “Douglas Fairbanks in Robin Hood” and was insured for five hundred thousand dollars. Charles Ray will film his next picture, “The Courtship of Miles Standish,” in New England. He and his associates are indulging in much research work to insure a picture that will be historically correct in every detail. Rodolph Valentino travels by taxi in New York nowadays. He appeared but once in his own car, and then it was so mobbed by the interested bystanders that it had to be sent to the shop for repairs. Betty Blythe has commenced production on “The Darling of the Rich,” her second Whitman Bennett starring vehicle. If titles do not lie, Miss Blythe will again have an opportunity to set the pace for the season’s styles. HEARTS By Oscar Williams Oh, hearts there are that cry at night, And hearts that sing by day, But hearts that cannot cry or sing Must dumbly waste away. Oh, hearts that cry are eased in storms, And hearts that sing, in peace, But silent hearts in all the world May never know release ! TWILIGHT By Margaret Mayfield Long shadows all aslant, The vanishing sun’s lurid eye Winkling between grey lidded clouds. A park bench, discreetly hid, Between two trees, With overhanging branches, Kissing the brown earth. Across the grass a slender figure comes, The sun’s last ray flaming on her cheek and hair — Ah, twilight to me is — You ! ALONE By Lys de Goncourt The sun shines bright, But not for me — October’s day is blue. The hours take flight, But just for me, They drag a lifetime thru. The forest’s gold Is not for me — Nor yet its crimson flame. Its story old For all but me, Still makes resistless claim. Heaven’s bright blue sky For me alone, Seems chill, remote, and grey. Oh, must love diet Bereft ! Alone ! My lover’s gone away. ( Eighty-six )