Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1930)

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Service With a Snicker (Continued from page gj) Clara Bow. It consisted of two plump (jerman women, who wore ordinary white dresses and tennis shoes, seldom washed their faces and wandered in and out of the sitting-room to join in the conversation. One of them had an Australian wombat for a pet, and this animal slept on her bed all day. They invariably called their mistress "Clara," both to her face and in referring to her to other people. Their views on the romantic affairs of Miss Bow were freely expressed to all and sundry, and were accompanied by numerous choice expletives. Their only drawback was that they liked their little drop. Otherwise they were distinctly good people to have about the house. As long as Clara got a woman in every day from outside to clean the place, everj'thing was fine. But finally she decided she would rather have servants who were servants and not conversationalists or wombat -fanciers. So they had to go. Calling one's master or mistress by the first name is nothing at all unusual in movie households. I have heard it done scores of times. No one seems to object, or if he does, he doesn't know how to set about objecting. Democracy is also the keynote with the waiter fraternity in Hollywood. Recently a Professional Insulter arrived here whose principal act was impersonating a waiter at banquets and being rude to the guests, the host paying him to do it as a practical joke to liven up the evening. The Insulter had been in Movieville only a few days when he realized that he was up against a tough proposition. He had to make his insults doubly lurid and deadly. For if he had done his act as he did it in the East, it would never have occurred to anyone that he was pulling a stunt. Just Off the Boulevard (Continued from page j6) about to be served. When the Daniels' servant arrived at the side of the director, that gentleman raised his eyes to say: "You may pass me up with the dessert — I really don't care for any." To which the menial replied: "What do you think I stayed in all afternoon making it for, if you aren't going to eat it?" And pronto he set it down in front of him. And they tell me that the cigar fell from the lips of the astounded director as he fell to and ATE the dessert in full! All Signed Up THERE is a famous star in Hollywood who numbers among her souvenirs several placards which tell their own little story of one phase of her Hollywood experiience. The signs read : NO CA.STING TODAY. CLO.SING OUT SALE. NO HELP WANTED. In the order named they are their own little scenario. The girl had tried pictures — and failed. She went to work as a saleswoman in a shop that went out of business. And when she went after another job, there was NO HELP WANTED. Lately she has added another placard to her collection . . .THIS PERFORMANCE .SOLI) OUT. Now her name is three feet high on the billboards. You might say that signs had played an important part in her life. "NOT A COUGH IN A CARLOAD" C p. Lorillard Co. OLD GOLD cigarettes m a stunnins[ velour box ! Why shouldn't milady's favorite cigarette be packaged as charmingly as her face creams ... or her personal stationery? No reason at all. So OLD GOLD presents this lovely box of fifty "O. G.s" in golden velour paper — Cellophane-wrapped to protect its beauty. To be passed to your guests . . . to use as a bridge prize ... or just to keep on your dressing table. At your nearest dealer's. 11 dealer cannix suiiplv fend 35< lo P. Lorillard Co., 119 W. 40th Street, New York That's his signature YOUR health— or your life — may depend on the accuracy of the prescription the doctor writes for you. He makes certain It is right before signing his name to it. But he does not check the prescription more carefully than manufacturer or store owner checks the advertisement appearing over his name. Look at any one of the advertisements in this magazine. Its sponsor is well known. That's his signature in clean, cold type — and he realizes that incorrect statements above it would jeopardize the health— the very existence of his business. Continued advertising invariably is proof of honest advertising and honest goods. You and the millions of others who consult the advertising before you buy, have made advertising one of the great forces of modern business. You have made it important to the manufacturer, to the merchant— and to yourself. Consult the advertising with confidence