Paramount and Artcraft Press Books (1918)

SPECIAL FEATURE STORY For Use of Exhibitors in Their House Organs or of Editors Who Desire Original Stories on Marguerite Clark or Her New Photoplay “Little Miss Hoover” A Paramount Picture Marguerite Clark Said She ^eher Was in Love, Yet in Three Months She becomes the 'Bride of Jin Army Officer Popular Paramount Star Ever Will liemain Winsome Marguerite Clark to the Motion Picture Public — She Discusses the Subject of ''The Ideal Man'' in Real Life I HAVE never been in love in my life. It seems such an enormous waste of time,” said Marguerite Clark, the popular Paramount star to the New York correspondent of a Western paper late in the spring of 1918. Ninety days from the date of that interview that solemn declaration was shown to be only a scrap of paper by the act of the party who made it ; for she walked up to the altar as Marguerite Clark and walked away from it as Mrs. H. Palmerson Williams. Her husband is a lieutenant attached to the ordnance department and stationed at Washington. Whatever Mrs. Williams may think about it, the millions of motion picture patrons in America positively refuse to recognize her marriage. She is still, and ever shall be, Marguerite Clark, best beloved of all screen stars by the little folk and their elders. This enviable position was not bestowed upon Marguerite Clark by a kindly disposed fairy while she waited. She earned it by hard* work and a lot of it. Her father was A. J. Clark, a merchant of Cincinnati, and her mother was one of that city’s most beautiful women. Both parents died when Marguerite was eleven years old. Her sister, Cora, the only surviving member of the family took her in charge. The next three years were spent in Ursuline Convent. She left at the age of fourteen to seek a career on the stage. Sister Cora did not discourage her as big sisters so often do, but did all in her power to help. She procured the best teachers for her and acted as if the one great ambition of her life was to see little Marguerite the foremost actress in America. Marguerite’s professional debut was made at Baltimore in 1899, with the Milton Aborn opera company. She afterward appeared with DeWolf Hopper in musical comedy, then in drama and later in straight comedy. She dodged early offers to appear in motion pictures because she did not consider the new artv One day Adolph Zukor, of the Famous PlayersLasky Corporation saw a stunning photograph of Miss Clark in “Prunella.” He sought her out between the acts that very evening and convinced her that she was then due to start her career on the screen. Her first photoplay was “Wildflower,” which was hailed with delight by the American and the British public alike. Since then she has been appearing in about eight photoplays a year. Her latest is “Little Miss Hoover,” which will be shown at the Theatre next Discussing the subject of “The Ideal Man” Miss Clark said recently : “Is there such a man in real life? For that matter is there such a man in reel life? Write me a scenario, somebody, with a hero who’s a humorist, a man who can laugh at just the right time. That’s the main thing in the ideal man — good humor, good nature. All the rest hinges on that attribute.” If Miss Clark were two inches taller she would be exactly five feet in height; and if she weighed ten pounds more than she does she would tip the scales at a hundred pounds even. She is far prettier than the camera will admit, for she has an exquisite complexion with hazel eyes and enormous quantities of brown hair. MARGUERITE CLARK By Morrie Ryskind Dan Cupid aimed his arrow — and the arrow found its mark: And I find my heart is captive to the charms of Marguerite Clark. Let other fellows rave about their Mays and Sues and Dollies, And celebrate the maidens who inhabit Ziegfeld’s Follies. I pledge you one who’s daintier, one who is far more sweet: And 1 know the nation joins me in a toast to Marguerite. Her eyes are like the lightning, and her grace is like the fawn, And her tears are like the raindrops, and her smile is like the dawn. So again I raise my glass to her and venture to repeat That there is no other maiden can compare with Marguerite. 3