Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Dec 1920)

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By ELIZABETH PELTRET screen when she is thirty years old. "But I dont know whether I could do it or not ! Sometimes I think that I haven't the patience. I would rather write short stories than scenarios, and I know that I would never write a novel. It seems to me that I would have to dash off a story in a single night, not stopping until I had finished it, or I would never finish it at all. With stories running into four and five thousand words, as nearly all of them seem to. that would be difficult, to say the least !'' she finished, with a laugh. But I was telling you about her anchor. The VV. H. Woodruffs, as Kathleen Kirkham and her husband are spoken of in the society columns of the Los .\ngeles papers, live in a pretty, artistic eleven-room house on the outskirts of Los Angeles. Kathleen Kirkham is very proud of her home, and well she may be. The only trouble is that they are situated directly between two aviation fields. "I do hope," Kathleen has an anchor in the form of a six-foottwo husband. He is every inch a business man, and serves to keep Kathleen's fancyloving soul o"n earth instead of in the dwellingplace of pinktipped clouds to which it would otherwise fly 1 said Kathleen Kirkham, "that some one will invent a muffler for aeroplanes soon ! But that isn't the worst ! You can never be sure that some reckless driver isn't going to come into your house by way of the roof." With them are Kathleen's mother and father, the latter a successful artist and photographer, and the two children of a sister who is dead. A little boy eight years old and a little girl six whom their actress-aunt is taking care of as if they were her own. Mr. Woodruff is in the marine insurance business — a professional pessimist, as it were. "It is his business to find faults in what appears to be a perfect chain." his wife said, "and so, when I get overly enthusiastic and .start ballooning towards the sky, he calmly pulls me back to earth again." She is, by the way, only twenty-four years old. Another member of her family of whom she is very proud is Mitchell Leisin. now designing sets and costumes at Lasky's. He is a cousin of hers, still in his very early twenties, and he came West at her suggestion with the idea (Cotilitiued on pac/e 74) L (Thirly)even)