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The Fox corporation has kept George Walsh commuting to Florida off and on all winter. Consequently George appreciates home when he sees it. He is shown here with his nephew, young Jack Walsh, son of R. A. Walsh, the director, and his niece, Alice Hoppe, the daughter of his sister
{Continued from page 78) Did you know that the King Vidor baby is now three months old? They gave a seven-course dinner in honor of the event, and Florence in the role of mother was prettier than she's been on the screen, which is going some. Florence Vidor just adores housekeeping, kids and hostessing.
Mary Pickford has got back at Micky Neilan, her present director. Four years ago Mr. Neilan played Lieut. Pinkerton to Mary's Madame Butterfly, and there were so many rehearsals that Little Mary fain would have died earlier in the play than the suicide called for. Well, she's had it in for Micky ever since, for they used to arise at 4 a. m. and work all day on the Japanese tragedy.
Now Marshall Neilan is again directing Mary in "Daddy Long Legs" and plays an important role besides. Mary directs while Micky acts, so one evening recently she gave Mr. Neilan special directions to be at a certain spot at 4 a. M. next day. With the hour of daylight conserving now in vogue, this meant dark rising time. Mr. Neilan tried to find the spot she'd designated as a "location" and wandered from the Santa Monica foothills to some Hollywood canyons—that is, wandered in his machine. Finally he landed at the studio at 7 a. m., sore and hungry. Miss Pickford said, "Why, you're just on time this morning, Mr. Neilan ; congratulations." Her director has not gotten over this "stall" yet. Meantime, Mary is making him roll over, climb, and do all sorts of stunts when it comes her turn to direct rehearsals. She says that rehearsals, like curses, come home to roost, and she thoroly enjoys her chance to crow.
James Cruze celebrated his thirty-fourth birthday by a family dinner including his wife, Marguerite Snow, Wallace Reid, Dorothy Reid, the Reid infant, and Julie
Cruze, now aged five. The pink and white cake bore tell-tale candles, and there were lots of gifts in white paper with pink ribbons.
We Hyland on Hollywood Boulevard in her car — a very attentive young gentleman steering the wheel, and a fiercelooking pup occupying the lone rear seat. Miss Hyland gave a dinner at her home, followed by a motor party to the Ship Cafe, Venice, where the guests danced until midnight. One of the most {Continued on page 103)
Robert Warwick's first photograph since he donned civilians. For the first time in eighteen months Captain Warwick is out of uniform — altho he goes back and dons a Civil War uniform for his new photoplay, "Secret Service"