Once a clown, always a clown : reminiscences of De Wolf Hopper (1927)

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Record Details:

Title:
Once a clown, always a clown : reminiscences of De Wolf Hopper
Date:
1927
Publisher:
Boston : Little, Brown, and Company
Volume:
Once a clown, always a clown : reminiscences of De Wolf Hopper
Leaf #:
00064
Language:
English
Subjects:
Motion Pictures, Motion pictures--Biography
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Date Added:
May 15, 2025
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ONCE A CLOWN, ALWAYS A CLOWN men, I have found an excellent cigar at the stand in the lobby ; will you join me ? " We sauntered toward the stand. "Let's have that cigar you sold me yesterday," I asked the dealer. He brought the box from the case, as arranged, and I passed it to Couldock, as the eldest, then to Wheatly, Foster, Grahame in that order, and finally, before taking the last one myself, to Harry. I took the added precaution of holding my thumb upon the last cigar. All except Harry lighted up immediately and lounged in a row of lobby chairs. Davenport, by some caprice, put his cigar in a vest pocket, but sat down alongside. Under the influence of this contretemps, our conversation was a bit forced for a time, but Harry was oblivious of that. He was delighted to sing solo at any time. The hour grew late, our cigars grew short and Harry's still remained in his pocket. When the clock behind the desk pointed to 7 : 45 we were forced to start for the theater. We walked, Harry with us and still without the consolation of tobacco. The theater originally had been a church, and a great stained-glass window extended the full height of the back wall of the stage, doing [42]