Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1916)

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144 Photoplay Magazine Tired? Not at all, despite the evidence; but ready for a race or a little jaunt to 'Frisco. nothing to "Can you shoot a gun?'' I demanded. "Well, yes. l*ve fooled 'round with a gun a little." "Run an airship?" "Why. I've done it once or twice speak, of — just happened — ." "Have you ever written?" "Oh, I was women's club editor of a Minneapolis paper once. But pray what has all this to do with my career as an actress?"' Now Miss King is a very good screen actress indeed. So she naturally wished to talk about her work. However, a versatile person, who can do anything from running an airship to running an incubator, who can draw pictures as well as act in them, who is a milliner as well as a mummer — isn't that a sure-enough alliteration? — is too interesting to be allowed to escape without explaining. About the gun. It was Carey King. her husband, now dead, who told me of that. A few years ago, at the beginning of the strife in Mexico, she was living on the outskirts of Mexico City. Some Mexican soldiers stopped at her house one day and asked for a drink of water. Her Mexican maid served them. One of them recognized the girl as a friend of the rival faction, and started to seize her. Miss King heard the girl's screams, and rushed to help her. There were no men of the family on the place — and Anita King got a bullet through her arm. The soldiers finally seized and shot the Mexican girl, but not