Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1932)

We 11 T. hat's S e 1 1 1 e d We've finally got Dorothy and Richard married without much fuss or orange blossoms I: She's a good sport 'M not going to marry Neil Miller until he gets a job," Dorothy Mackaill told us two months ago. I'm not going to marry until I find a girl who wants babies and is a good sport," Richard Dix told us five years ago. Well, Neil got a job and Dorothy married him. And, while we haven't overheard the private conversations of Richard Dix and his bride, Richard seems to be satisfied. One week after Neil took the position of orchestra director for the Embassy Club, one of Hollywood's swank spots, he and Dorothy flew to Yuma, Arizona, and were married. Of course, Neil had had positions before. In fact, he gave up a good one as agriculturist for the Hawaiian Sugar Planters Association. He has been offered picture engagements. And, as the fiance of a popular star, he would have been offered more. Things happen that way. But he was determined to sing and play. He croons like nobody's business, is tall, handsome, and young — they're both twenty-six. We're glad they are married. Now we can stop guessing. Ever since Dorothy divorced Lothar Mendes, the German director, in 1928, we have been running out in our bare feet every morning to snatch the early paper for latest news of her romances. And she had plenty. You probably recall, on April 20 of this year, Dorothy and Neil obtained a license to marry in Honolulu. But the wedding was postponed. It was generally understood that Dorothy's mother, Mrs. Florence Wise, persuaded them to wait a while. Close upon the heels of this came the rumor that Dorothy was engaged to Walter Byron, English actor, at the time she sailed for Honolulu. When Photoplay interviewed Mr. Byron to ascertain the facts in the case, he said he was still waiting for news from Dorothy. He pretended that he really thought And he got a job they were engaged. This was just a joke of his, not to disappoint the newsgatherers; and, incidentally, it was not bad publicity for him. We had hardly gotten to press with this story when John McCormick, divorced husband of Colleen Moore, told the papers in Honolulu that none of these other reports were true, as he was going to marry Dorothy. The funniest report ever circulated about Dorothy was on a former trip to Honolulu. How that girl loves Hawaiian moon light! Newspaper men were pressing her for a story, just as she was getting on the steamship Malola. Seeking a way out, she told them she was leaving behind her the man she was going to marry, and quickly pointed to an actor-director, who was standing among the visitors at the dock. "His name is Horace Hough, and this is the gentleman right here." He, as a joke, said he hoped to marry Miss Mackaill as soon as he had money enough. Of course, all the mutual friends knew he already had a wife and Dorothy was only kidding, but the papers printed the story. The Miller-Mackaill wedding ceremony was performed by a justice of the peace. Dorothy and Neil went across the border to Algadonez, Mexico, and had dinner and flew back again at six o'clock, so Neil missed no time from the Embassy. You can imagine the ovation he received that evening. I SUPPOSE the question most people want answered is: "What is Mrs. Winifred Coe Dix like?" Well, she's non-professional but cute and pretty enough to go professional if hubby ever gets to the place where he can't support her. But she's the type who prefers to be supported. Twenty-three. The daughter of a wholesale grocer who is rated "wealthy" even during the depression. She was born in Minneapolis, across the river from St. Paul, where the stork deposited Richard fourteen years [ please turn to page 114 ] 27