Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1919)

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A Pair of Queens The Late Mary Stuart of the Scots, reincarnated Anita — and several kings. By Adela Rogers'St. Johns Do you believe in reincarnation? Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't. It is my positive opinion that I've met Ananias in the flesh, likewise Mother Eve and the apple. Then again I feel confident that I was never a tadpole, or even a fish. However, this is one of the times when I do. Because when .Anita Stewart walked slowly down the broad staircase into her French gill and pink satin drawing room, her round slendemess molded in a severe gown of black velvet and her curls bunched against her neck like Tokay grapes, I began immediately and in the strangest fashion to think about Man. Stuart. And though our talk rambled from dogs to ser\ants and from pictures to husbands, I continued to think of that enchanting queen whose charms cost her her head a few hundred years ago. A scientific and sensible psychologist would probably say that .Anita Stewart's soft graciousness, her rare charm, and the fact that, to me. in spite of it she isn't the least beautiful, had met my imagined conc e p t i 0 n of Man. of Scotland. Or that it was because Mary Stuart always