Photoplay (Apr - Sep 1918)

It's Mae Murray made up as a newsy for her new picture, "Danger — Go Slowl" Extra — extra! SOLEMNLY the notification is issued that the Clara Kimball Young pictures are in no way connected with the prospective Blanche Sweet pictures, which are to be produced under the management of Miss Young's manager. Less surprising, perhaps, in view of recent events, would be a notification from Miss Sweet that her pictures would have no connection with those of Miss Young. NANCY PALMER, Howard Chandler Christy's model for his navy recruiting poster, is breaking into camera range in a World subject, "Merely Players," supporting Kitty Gordon. DURING her two years' sojourn in Sanfa Barbara, Mary Miles Minter has participated in every civic event of importance, but the recent dedication of the hydroplane built at Santa Barbara by Alan and Malcolm Loughhead for government service has impressed her more strongly than anything she has ever done for war service. Mary broke a bottle of water on the prow of the plane and then released from a basket six white doves. ANITA STEWART has gone back to work at Vitagraph, her first picture, to be ready within a few weeks, being "The Mind-the-Paint Girl" from the play by Arthur Wing Pinero. All the differences between the company and the star have been adjusted, and save that Miss Stewart has been lost to the screen for the better Plays and Players part of a year, no one is the worse for the experience. THIS is Glory! To be kissed by Marguerite Clark is honor enough for any man. But to contract a severe case of mumps as a result of the osculatory distinction is far above any dreams of "Bab's" silent worshipers. Charles Ayers, a lad of Chicago, met Miss Clark during the Liberty Loan drive. "Surely I'll give you a kiss for a bond," smiled Miss Clark. "But I've just had the mumps — aren't you scared?" "Scared? Who? Me?" came back the youngster. "No ma'm." And even now he's glad he kissed her. WOMEN AND THE WAR" is the working title of D. W. Griffith's first Artcraft picture. Among the players are Lillian Gish, Robert Harron, and George Fawcett, besides such notables as Queen Alexandra and David LloydGeorge. MARGUERITE CLAYTON has transferred her blonde loveliness from Essanay to Artcraft screens. She is George M. Cohan's leading woman in "Hit-the-Trail-Holliday." Miss Clayton, it will be remembered, was "discovered" by G. M. Anderson, with whom she played in the old "Broncho Billy" westerns. In her career with the Essanay company she appeared with success opposite Bryant Washburn, Richard Travers, and Sydney Ainsworth, and played the leading part in a series. NOW that everything is settled and lovely and cooey, there ought to be no real harm in letting you in on a little matter that almost disrupted, for the time being at least, the happy tranquillity of the domestic bliss of Wally Reid and his wife, Dorothy Davenport. Wally and Dorothy attended a Red Cross benefit at the Hotel Huntington, one of Pasadena's most scrumptious winter hostelries, and Wally was called upon 85 Lewis-Smith Lovely Marguerite Clayton returns to the screen with George M. Cohan in "Hit-theTrail-Holliday." She was formerly with Essanay. Marie Dressier is not singing her old favorite, "Heaven Will Protect the Working Girl;" she is returning from a day's campaign, selling Liberty Bonds, the blow that caused the droop being "Do you sell thrift stamps?" to act as auctioneer. He had auctioned off everything within reach and was looking for new objects to offer and new pocketbooks to conquer, when someone passed him up a genial bull pup that demonstrated its gentleness and affectionate disposition by poking a salivary tongue in the auctioneer's face. Wally's eyes were for the crowd, not for the dog, when he raised the animal aloft and called attention to its beauty. He saw that his wife was making frantic motions to him, but he interpreted these as meaning that he should hold the dog for a large and specially spectacular sale. As the price ran up, Miss Davenport's gesturing became more violent. When the price reached $1,600, and Wally yelled "Sold!" he heard a faint shriek come from his fond helpmate's direction. He had, if you must know and haven't already suspected, sold his wife's own bull pup. And, he had to buy it back! And what is worse, he himself had given the pup to her on her last birthday. MONA LISA, as a picture star, fliwed even before her first picture was completed. The Balboa studios have closed because of financial difficulties; and H. M. Horkheimer's lovely plans for his new star — who, you know, was to fire the industry — were all wasted. It's a shame. (Continued on page 106)