Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1919)

<y*»>** f QUESTIONS^ AND ANSWERS ^N^ / ~ i • <s Gertrude, Long Beach. — Positively, Marguerite Clark isn't dead. Please believe us. The watch on the Rhine is now keeping American time, you say. Yes, it has an American movement. Let's hear from you Lgain, Gertrude. A. R., Palo Alto, Cal. — A friend of ours was advised to get an automobile to help him work up an appetite. He says he has the appetite now but he can't afford to eat. Wish I could print your letter. I can't do anything to still those slanderous tongues except to advise you not to listen. Indeed, I admire you for having the courage of your convictions, even if you did swear at the ladies and get pinched for it. Emily, San Diego. — Please help you? Sure I love vers libre. I wrote a dear little thing the other day. I called it "Ode to a Jelly Omelet." Or did Amy Lowell use that title once? I like your little friend, Doris Lee; I hope you have a pleasant visit with her. Yes, I'd like to meet her sometime. Constance Talmadge may not have time to answer your letter, but I believe she will send you her photograph. Her address is given elsewhere in these columns. (Sounds great, that.) Write soon again, Emily; and I insist that my vers libre, sung softly to lowered lights and sad music, would be much more effective than yours. Pendennis, Pittsburgh. — These new ladies are all right, I suppose. You have to hand it to a woman who can talk on anything from teleology to thaumaturgv: who knows all about the origin of the theorbo and all the principles of thermodynamics. But — I like a woman who says nothing at all and says it well ; who wears one of these silver lockets on a black ribbon; and opens her eyes wide and says she never reads any of those English authors when you mention Joseph Hergesheimer. She thinks the nebular theory is something to carry from the wrist, like a coin purse. But I like her. J. H., Pittsburgh. — I have learned lately never to believe or care what people say, and it takes most people a lifetime to learn one of these lessons; to curse the Kaiser; to like ripe olives and H. G. Wells and that all is not gold that glitters in the top-knots of some blondes. Photoplay has not neglected Ethel Clayton. We have said some nice things about her. Her husband was VOU do not have to be a -..!.-, nl.tr to Photoplay Magazine •^ to gel questions answered in this Department. It is only required that you avoid questions which would eall (or unduly long answers, such as synopses of plays, or casts of more than one play. Do not ask questions touching religion, scrnario writing or studio employment. Studio addresses will not be given in this Department, because a complete list of them is printed elsewhere in the magazine each month. Write on only one side of the paper. Sign your full name and address; only initials will be published if requested. It you desire a personal reply, enclose self-addressed, stamped envelope. Write to Questions and Answers, Photoplay Magazine, Chicago. the late -Joseph Kaufman, the director. Miss Clayton is twenty-nine; she has golden red hair and blue eyes. She's with Lasky now and may be addressed care that company's Hollywood studios. Will tell the Editor you want a story about her. Gladys R., Minneapolis. — Interview with Mary Pickford in July, 1918. There's something about her in almost every issue, Gladys. Write to her for a picture; she'll send you one gratis. Sure, stop in when you come to Chicago; I'll be glad to see you. Here's hoping you get to Cal. C. A. I., Crafton, Pa. — Dorothy Gish's address is the Griffith studios, Hollywood, Cal. She'll write to you, I'm sure. At this writing Dorothy and sister Lillian are just recovering from the flu. It held up work on Dorothy's new picture, and her director, Elmer Clifton, was also laid up; but Dorothy with her usual sang froid, said it was the fashion and they might as well have it and get it over with. Lloyd H. S., St. Joseph, Mo. — So glad, Lloyd, that you finally decided to ask a few questions about the motion picture business. In reply would state that Billie Burke, Carmel Myers, and Mary Pickford wouldn't be mad if you wrote to them; that Mae Murray is, according to latest reports, to go to England to make pictures accompanied by hubby Robert Leonard; that Edna Goodrich makes pictures for Mutual; that Triangle isn't, any more; that those ladies do not give their ages, and that the Answer Man is pretty well tuckered out, and would you mind if I answered the rest of 'em some other time? Thanks awfully, Lloyd. Phil, Penn. — I have, I am proud and glad to say, broken more hearts than any one man in the world; caused more to curse deep into their pillows and to weep large, real salty drops at will — when I answer the question of "Is he married?" truthfully, as is my wont. But think — when I tell her he is married — think what it saves her in postage stamps ! On the contrary — your assurance didn't allay my fears. Douglas MacLean — we say it MacLane — was born in your city; educated Northwestern U. Prep. School and Lewis Institute of Technology. He's in his early twenties, I think. No. I hope he proves to be your long-lost cousin. Same to you, and many of 'em. J. H. Culver, West Toronto, Canada. — Send that letter to us and we will forward it. There's little to grieve me in the world today. Only thirty-one people, having read all about it in the papers, wrote in to ask me if it is true that Charles Chaplin is married to Mildred Harris. Sister-Cousin, Richmond. — Seems to me that would be worse than a mother-in-law. Still, I don't know; I never had a motherin-law. Yes, that's a picture of the pretty perennial, Mary Smiles Minter. You girls are peevish because you have never discovered her fountain of youth. Have no record of Thelma. Who is Thelma ; where is she? Kenneth Harlan Fan. — You probably read about him in Q's and A's for February. He was in France the last I heard. Yes — after a few minor injuries incurred on Peace and adjacent days, I determined to stick to the straight and narrow (osteo) path. I'd advise you to do likewise. Eighteen, Washington. — No, no, you can't disillusion me. I go right on building air castles, no matter how the price of building material soars. Thurston Hall? There's a story about him, in this issue, which I believe will tell you all you want to know. With DeMille-Artcraft last; he's back on the stage now. No, his eyes aren't blue; they're gray-blue. Your protestations of preference overwhelm me. Am I, really, the only Answer Man you ever loved? Helen, Venice. — I have never seen Theda Bara's sister, but I don't believe she is a blonde. Her name, I know, is Loro. Note your comments. Perhaps. Jane Novak Admirer, Quebec. — Wanda Hawley is married to J. Burton Hawley. Eileen Percy, Marjorie Daw are not married. Marguerite Marsh has one little girl, Betty. The other ladies have been married. I wish you the same. M. D. C, Urbana. — Write to any music publisher, for a list of song hits. The latest I have heard of are: "The Busted Blues," "Quit Callin' Me Hon." "Oh Moon of the Summer Night," and "Everybody Shimmies Now." I have not heard these ; only heard of them. I am going to do everything I can to see to it that this remains thus. I thank you. 81