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MOTION PICTURE MAGAZINE
stepped across the line from girlhood into womanhood. Norma Talmadge is not one of this foolish kind. She will probably not thank me for calling h e r a child, tho. She is now rated as one of the few really great players of the screen, and, as a prominent leading woman of the great Vitagraph, she will perhaps not relish being called a child. Yes, she was nineteen years old last May 2d, measures five feet three inches in height, and weighs over one hundred pounds. Pretty good-sized child, you say? Well, childhood does not consist of pounds and inches, nor even of years. Some girls are young ladies at sixteen, and old ones at twenty-five. But not so with Norma Talmadge. She still loves to be young, and is not at all anxious to assume the dignity and responsibilities of womanhood. Of course she can be dignified when she wants to, and she can even make you think that she is forty-five, as she did so superbly in "Silver Bachelorhood." But when she is just Norma Talmadge, she is a beautiful, sunshiny, rollicking, laughing girl, fairly bubbling over with
the mirth and joy of innocent childhood. I found her romping with her two sisters at their pretty stucco house, at No. 1125 Fourteenth Street, Brooklyn, N. Y., and I watched them a while without betraying my identity. The sisters are fifteen and seventeen, respectively, but they all acted as if they were fifteen. When it became known, thru her mother, that a reporter was there to interview Norma, you should have seen the change — it was great ! Miss Talmadge now came forward, erect, dignified, sedate, and bowed a ' ' How do you do ? " as might a princess.
"None of that, now," I remonstrated; "I want to interview the real Norma Talmadge — not a society matron; so please be yourself, just like you were a moment ago."
We soon g o t on good terms with each other, and when Miss Talmadge found that it was to be a painless operation and that