Motion Picture Classic (Jan-Jun 1929)

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And it didn't need much persuasion, either. But there was another time when he didn't return. And so for several seasons Ken Maynard was the crack trick rider of the Ringling Brothers outfit. He'd ride anything with a bit between its teeth. One, two, three, four of 'em at a time. Roman riding, jumping, racing, bull-dogging, and every stunt ever invented in ring or rodeo was included in his repertoire. Between seasons, during the bleak winter months of the lay-off time, he carried an act over a vaudeville circuit. He and some buddies and eight head of stock. They didn't make much money. But they had a lot of fun. "Sort o' kept the bunch together," he says. From Vacation to Vocation BUT one season he decided to take a vacation. So out to Hollywood he came to bask a while in the warm luxury of the Californian sunshine, and the soft air scented with the fragrance of orange-blossoms. He's been here ever since. And likes it. And intends to stay. The first job was with the Fox ranch. Others followed. Picture by picture Ken laid the foundation of success. Film by film his popularity increased. He has always had the reputation of being one of the hardest workers in Hollywood. With his other attributes, this helped. Since his association with First National he's been among the cowboy aces, the sort that helps movie showmen to hold an occasional winning hand in the boxoffice jack-pot. Maynard looks the part. He's tall, lithe, clean-cut. Good looking in an American sort of way. None of your languishing Latin Lotharios. But steely-eyed, twofisted, broad-shouldered, with muscles of whipcord, an easy smile and lines of character in his weather-burned face. With Mix gone, he is the eye-fillingest dam' caballero in all Hollywood. From his high-crowned, broad-brimmed, white Stetson, with its jeweled cord, to the high-heeled cowboy boots of fine, soft leather. Ken is the Pride of the Plains, the personification of riding romance. Maynard is doing more than making Western pictures. He is endeavoring to perpetuate the romance in the winning of the West. He realizes that the iron horse has replaced the covered wagon. That the flivver has relegated the cow-pony to the position of a museum piece. That the brave yesterday splashed with war-paint is today the Carlisle graduate, or the big-bellied blanket Indian subsisting soddenly on governmental pap. The scouts have passed beyond the end of the trail. The mountain men are gone. The sons of the pioneers are wasters with patent-leather hair. The "Gold Rush" is the name of a clown's comedy. The most vivid, virile days in the nation's history are gone. And in great danger of being forgotten. As Ken Maynard sees it, the task of keeping alive the memory of a glorious past has fallen to some extent on his shoulders. Perishable as is his medium, it may serve, nevertheless, to provide insjjiration sufficient to prevent our youth from becoming a nation of bookkeepers. Of sleek, smug, self-satisfied snobs totally lacking in all the qualities of those forbears who carved a land of plenty from a howling wilderness. Truly, the Maynard ambition is a laudable one. Ladies Must Dress TO further it, each of his pictures is something more than the usual chase. Each is built around an episode of those early days. Aside from that license which is necessarily taken in story telling, Maynard's pictures approach historical accuracy. Sometimes to the wrath of the business office moguls. In one of his productions a group of pathfinders were seen stumbling over the desert, undergoing the most frightful deprivations. And the women were every one decked out in their best bibs and tuckers. And what a razz that got from the bright boys in the front office. But imagine their embarrassment, when Ken got down the book and backed his version with facts. The pioneers portrayed in the picture had been forced to abandon most of their belongings. And the femininity of that day was no whit different from this or any other. Thus, when it became necessary to lighten the loads, the women donned all their finery rather than leave it by the wayside. And so presented the incongruous spectacle of struggling against the grim, all-pervading, death of the wilderness, clad in the frills and furbelows depicted in Godey's celebrated "Ladies' Book," which was the fashion arbiter of the hour. In the good old, bad old, rough-house days when a real man could get a drink of red licker instead of the pallid poison now purveyed, Ken held Tom Mix to a draw in a jolly ruction occasioned by — neither remembers what. They were friends before. And they're friends still. Tony sends Tarzan a birthday cake, and Tarzan reciprocates in kind. Maynard contemplated a suit for libel against one who intimated that these vaqueros were high-hatting one another. Even the horses say neigh to that. But the days and nights when the curly wolves from Bitter Creek declared their right to howl have passed on too. Just recently, Wyatt Earp, one of the good badmen of the old West, joined Bat Masterson and the remainder ot that gallani company across the divide. Maynard knew him well, and from his store of adventurous stories, gleaned many a fact to be wrought into a celluloid tapestry. Constant research has made Maynard an authority on the life and times portrayed by him on the screen. Training for Talkies ALTHOUGH he didn't anticipate the talkies, he has been unconsciously preparing for them. Among the things he has acquired is an astonishing repertoire of the authentic ballads of ranch and range. Of these the "Cowboy Lament" is but a sample. There are a hundred others, which tell richer tales of spurs and saddles, ropes and rustlers, girls and guns. \'ou'll hear them soon. For Maynard will make talkies. He's a right smart fiddler, he says. And can play a guitar in a manner to win the toss of a rose from any balcony. Perhaps the Western stars will rise again. Perhaps their lustre is lessened only till these troublous talkie times are calmer. Perhaps they'll come riding home, yip-yipping down the Western streets of every lot in Hollywood. Bill and Buck, Hoot, Tom and Tim, and Jack. But meantime, let's give thanks for Ken Maynard, who keeps the movies safe for America against the encroaching invasion of foreign stars and foreign stories. Of von's, and ski's, and de la's. Here's to Ken, then. May he always ride. But not alone. 90