Motion Picture Magazine (Feb-Jul 1919)

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By ELIZABETH PELTRET merits may be unrestrained, never wears any restraining stays, not even with her suits. She uses a haunting, rich perfume which in itself suggests luxury. In contradiction to this side of her character you can see her, almost any day when she is not working, driving her Chalmers speedster down smooth country roads at the rate of from forty to sixty miles an hour. The car is the most conspicuous thing imaginable — gray, trimmed in red, with redspoked wheels — and it is so highly geared that it can make sixty in second and ninety in third without any trouble at all, except to the speed cops, and, incidentally, to J u a n i t a . And here is another claim to distinction. She has been arrested so fre \ quently that it has ceased to be anything more than an incident in her life. In fact, she rather enjoys it, and so does Juanita's house is at the top of a high hill from which you can see for miles around, yet it is within ten minutes' ride from Los Angeles' Broadway the lucky speed cop making the arrest. Judging by appearances, they all adore her. In this connection, here is an amusing incident: Miss Hansen's uncle, who is now in France, had lent her his car and driver while her car was being renovated. One day, in town on a shopping trip, she found that cars had been parked in all the available space on Broadway. "Park here/' she said to the driver, indicating a spot dangerously close to a fire plug. "I cant," he answered ; "fire plug." She laughed. "Do it," she said. "The cop's in love with me and I'm in love with him." He parked. Nothing happened except that the driver took her remark seriously and communicated it to his employer. She has been getting anxious letters from France ever since ! Miss Hansen has the Scandinavian coloring, a pink-and-white beauty, and when I first saw her on the balcony at the Hotel Alexandria, she was dressed in black. From the edge of her small, low-tilted, (Continued on page lu4) 31 P