Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1920)

28 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section Blind Husbands (Concluded) GLORIA SWANSON Cecil B. I)>:MilU Artcraft Player WALLACE REID Paramount Star Hermo "Hair-Lustr" (Keeps the Hair Dressed) FOR MEN AND WOMEN Thehwirwillstay dressed after Hermo "HAIRLUS TK" has been applied. No moremussy, un tidy looking hair. Adds a charming sheen and luster, insuring the life of the hair, as well as its beauty. Dress it in any of the prevailing styles, and it will stay that way. Gives the hair that soft, glossy, well groomed appearance so becoming to the stars of the stage and screen. Guaranteed harmless and greaseless. Two Sizes — SOc and $1 ll size lliree limes the (inaiitity oi SOc size. SEND FOR )AR roDAV. Remit in coin, money order. orU. S. stamps, and we will send Hermo "HAIR-I.USTR," and the Hermo Huoklet, "(aiide to Beauty," prep.iid. under plain cover, it once. Use it five days and if not entirely satisfactory, return wliat is left, .ind we will REFUND YOUR MONEY IN Firi.l,, Once you use Hemic "HAIR-LUSTR" vou will never be without it. SliAJ) VOVK VRDl-R TODAY. HERMO CO.. 542 E. 63rd St.. Depl..l2. CHICAGO Copy this Sketch and let me see what you can do with it. Many newspaper srtists earning $30.00 to $125.00or more per week were trained by my course ol personal individual lessons by mail, PICTURE CHARTS make original drawing easy to learn. Send sketch of Uncle Sam with 6c in stamps (or sample Picture Chart, of successful students, examples of their work and evidence of what YOU can accomplish. Please state your age. ;amps f.^^ ^fi t, listVwjS^aB K^^ Landon ScKool of CARTOONING and 1207 .Schofleld Bldg. ILLUSTRATING Cleveland, Ohio ^ 25 yiAfifS TH£ STA/VDfl/?0 TR^I/V/NO SCHOOL FOR TH£ATR£ ARTS AXk^VXENE SCHOOI/ JORiLMAIlC ARTS roup SCHOOLS IN ONE. PRACTICAL STAGE TRAINING. THE SCHOOL'S STUDENTS STOCK-^o-THEATRtAffORDPUBUC STAGE APPEARANCES Write for catalog mentioninif study desired to A. T. IRWIN. Secretary 225 W. S7th St. New York City Ask your exhibitor when he is going to show the Photoplay Magazine Screen Supplement — Glimpses of the Players in Real Life. Print Yonr Own caros, circulars, labels, tags, menus jKiok. MipiT. Press S8. Tiirj-er S115. .lob I'ri'ssSlOOup.CUTSEXPKNiSEINHALF ,..'—^^-5, SMALL OUTLAY. Piivs for C • / itself ill short time. Will last '1 rr=stf> for ,\ ears. Kasy to use. printed rules sent. Print for others KIG PROFIT. Write faetory TOU.\Y for press catalog, TYPE, lards. paper, envelopes. THE PRESS CO.. D-43. MERIDEN, CONN, "BOW LEGS and KNOCKKNEES" l\SIGHTLY Send for Booklet showini? photon of men with and without THE PERFECT LEG FORMS. PERFECT SALES CO., Dept. 54 140 N. Mayfield Ave., Chicago.Ill. band only. Please do not bother me again. You will find the box at the hotel office." The letter was unsigned. Dr. Armstrong trembled as he finished reading the words. As he slipped the envelop into his pocket he lost his footing and went hurtling down the face of the rock. A hundred feet down he was caught on a narrow ledge, padded with tiny mountain plants. He lay there unconscious. Down at the Zinnen-Hutte Margaret Armstrong was seized with a foreboding of disaster on the pinnacle. "Sepp — something is wrong — I must go," she cried to the old guide. Sepp tried to calm her fears, but to no avail. A rescue party was organized, made up of the men from the hotel and Austrian Alpine soldiers who had arrived on a mapping expedition. Margaret and two women who had come up from Cortina with their husbands fol lowed behind the men at a slower pace. The women stopped at the foot of the last steep and all but impassable stretch. Half way up this last ascent the party came upon Dr. Armstrong, still unconscious. The surgeon opened his eyes as Sepp leaned over him. "Von Steuben is up there — go get him," Armstrong whispered, then lapsed again in unconsciousness. They put a rope about Dr. Armstrong and lowered him gently down to the level where Margaret waited. The soldiers went on up to rescue Lieutenant Von Steuben. But they were too late. The terror stricken coward had let go of the rock. When Dr. Armstrong again recovered consciousness he found Margaret bending close over him. He reached out with his unhurt arm and drew her face down close to his. "Dearest, can you forgive me?" he whispered. "I have been blind." The Real Na2;imova {^Concluded from page 56) Hilda, from The Master Builder which most nearly approximates Nazimova's ideal character. In her own home she wears the costume of a Chinese boy. She bends no knee to the modistes who demand whalebone and stiffening in garments, and the corset is one form of oppression to which her revolutionary spirit never was tamed. Negligees and lingerie are always in pale flesh color, it is only in the outward and visible garments that she chooses the more vivid hues. Seen in the studio with the grease paint and pale Satsuma make up which the camera finds so grateful, Nazimova's skin is like softest ivory. Off the stage, she abjures makeup of any kind. Her skin is healthy and clear in texture but always colorless. Her head and face seem rather large, and the compkxion is lacking in that miniature satiny finish which more tepid beauties of the screen may boast. She is planned on large lines, and the intellect which has in a few short years placed her at the apex of fame's ladder has taught her to omit bother about details and to strike only for the essentials of her art. The short hair frequently clipped with boyish brevity is slightly touched with grey, the hands graceful and almost infantile in their lissome contours, and the limbs long in proportion to the height, which is but a few inches more than five feet. Is the artist a poseur? Her friends say no. Either she is always acting — or she never acts. A fiend for hard work, she patiently submits to "re-takes," watches the cutting of her pictures and labors with every member of the producing unit until the picture is finished. Then away from sight and sound of studio. Telephones muted, doorbells muffled, visitors denied. She rests and relaxes in her own sweet way and woe be to him who tries to invade these few days of seclusion. W^o^r-k— That^s All! (Continued from page ji) she got something good. That's what I call pluck. And now she's doing leads with John Barrymore for Famous. You all know Mae Murray. She was the Nell Brinkley girl in the Follies, you know; and impersonated Mary Pickford in the movie burlesque. She looked so good she got a contract right away, with Lasky. And she's been starring ever since. Rubye deRemer went into pictures as the heroine of "The Auction Block," the Rex Beach story of New York night-life and showgirl speed. Rubye is still in pictures— acting, not just looking beautiful, and she can do both. Marion Davies, another former Follies girl in pictures, works awfully hard. I'm glad to see her coming along. She's pretty; and she would slave away all day and many days to get a scene just right. Kay Laurell was in the Follies when I was. In her first picture she played a dancehall girl— that was Rex Beach's "The Brand." Seems Mrs. Beach likes the Follies type — she picked two blondes, Rubye and Kay, for parts in her husband's stories. Kay, by the way, plays the part of an Indian girl in her new picture — that took nerve! As if I'd powdered my hair and worn spectacles when I first went in. Then there's Will— Will Rogers. The Follies don't seem the same without him. He is a unique type in pictures just as he was on the stage. That dry humor is really his own — he's just the same in real life. We all liked Will. I have faith in the Follies girl. I am sincere when I say that I consider a Follies training the very best possible preparation for any kind of dramatic career. It gives a girl poise; it teaches her how to walk gracefully ; to wear good clothes well ; to meet all sorts of people and adapt herself to their moods and manners. There's a popular name applied to showj;irls: gold-diggers. There's a popular plav running in Manhattan now, with show-girh as the principal characters, purporting to quote their sayings and reflect their life. I've been asked about this — whether or not it is a true picture. It is exaggerated of course; but — All girls are grafters. They don't like to admit it ; but they are. They can't help it; it's born in them. From babyhood up, their one idea is to get as much as they can. I like women. I don't think they are cats. I have always got along with them; Every .ndvertiseinent in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE is guaranteed.