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AUTO OR AMAIION STUFF, No ONI NEEDS TO DOUBLE EOR AM I A KING
By race Kin^sley
ANITA KING, one of the most versatile girls of the 61ms !
.More and more the photoplay demands of those to whom it delivers regular pay envelopes that they shall risk themselves really, cry actual tears, laugh lifelikely, do pranks naturally, faint without foozling, preside over a servanted dinner as one to the manor horn, pour tea like an English Violet, climb the same side of a bronc as a Montana cowgirl does, perpetrate a rarehit without strings, fly a monoplane. simulate the saturated state of Carry when they had to carry Carry to the ferry and the ferry carried Carry to the Shore because Carry couldn't carry any more (which sort of simulation without stimulation isn't always so droll") . sing beside babyboy in the dreamy dusk, loop the loop in a roaring automobile, and be prepared for action whether one is asleep with fatigue or too fatigued to sleep.
If you see Miss King in a photoplay, racing an automobile, or nursing a wounded soldier, or editing a paper, or managing a mothers' meeting, or addressing a crowd of men. or sailing a boat, or cooking a meal, or fighting a timber wolf,
or running an airship, or teaching school, there will he nothing "phoney" or faked about it. It will he the "sincere stuff," as the newspaper men say. Miss King not only can hut has done all these things "off-stage."
How would you expect such a versatile young lady to look? Just irritatingly selfconfident, disagreeably competent — a shirtwaist-and-skirt person with keen eyes and a cold, critical manner — wouldn't you? Instead of which, the young woman who met me at the door of her Hollywood bungalow looked as delightfully helpless, as charmingly useless ((dad in a foolishly ruffled heliotrope afternoon gown) as any masculine heart could desire. Her voice has a slow, drawling note, and there's a softly humorous little glint in her eyes if you say anything that amuses her.
When she had made some lemonade, some very good lemonade. I was entirely convinced of her feminiheness. No man ever makes lemonade.
She explained she was resting after the strenuousness of her last picture in which she is being .starred by the I.asky Company with Victor Moore.
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