Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1920)

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100 Photoplay Magazine — Advertising Section Huck Runs Away It was such a nuisance to have to put on a collar for Sunday and black his boots and wash his face every single day, to say nothing of his ears. Huckleberry Finn had had just about all he could stand — so he had to run away. Let Huckleberry Finn andTom Sawyer take you by the hand and lead you back. jiUif !fcji« IMARKTWAIN Perhaps you think you have read a good deal of Mark Twain. Are you sure ? Have you read all the novels? Have you read all the short stories? Have you read all the brilliant fighting essays? — all the humorous ones and the historical ones? Think of it — 25 volames filled with the laughter and ihe tears and the fighting that tnade Mark Twain so wonderful. He was a bountiful giver of joy and humor. He was yet much more, for, while he laughed with the world, his lonely spirit struggled with the sadness of human life, and sought to find the key. Beneath the laughter is a big human soul, a big philosopher. r^ AxI-jIZj Volumes Paine's Life of Mark Twain Not only does this coupon bring Mark Twain at the low price, but it bHngs you absolutely FREE Albert Bigelow Paine's Life o\ Mark Twain. It happens that we have a few sets of the fine 4-volume edition on hand — not enough to dispose of in the usual way. There are only a few — this coupon brings you one. Never again will you have a chance to get one except at the full regular price. Send the Coupon Now Vou can put this aside and forget it until a month from now — and wish you hadn't — or you can cut the little coupon and send it along with nothing but your name and address. Better send the coupon. Things like long rows of Mark Twain aren't going to be cheaper in money — and they're going to be a lot more in joy and inspiration. They are the fountain of youth. Send the coupon and drink at it. HARPER & BROTHERS Plays and Players HARPER & BROTHERS 18 Franklin Square, New York City Send me. cher^eH prepaid, a aet of Mark Twain's works in 26 volurneH, illustrated, bound in handaome (rreen cloth, atamped in Kold with trimmed edjies, and Paine's Life of Mark Twain, in 4 volumes bound to match, KREE. If not satisfactory. I will return them kt your expense : otherwise I will send you $2.50 at once and t.'! a month for 14 months. For cash deduct 8 per cent from remittance. Name OCCUPATION Phot«6-20 If you prefer the beautiful half leather blodloff, write to us for particulars. An Oriental punishment being meted out in Long Island Sound. The hero has just been plunged from an "opium smokers bunk" into a "■watery death trap" — and here's the death trap, built for Wilfred Lytell, brother of Bert, for a Pathe serial. A portion of the director and the cameraman may be seen above. ber the chap's name. So he made a hasty sketch and showed it to his assistant. "Why, that's Frank Hayes!" said the assistant. And Hayes was the third player in two weeks who was engaged by this method. D' OROTHY GISH and Robert Harron, Richard Barthelmess and Mary Hay — the latter a Follies luminary with a most interesting career of her own : with a Captain for a father she has lived in places all over the world, and was a St. Denis dancer before Ziegfeld caught her, at seventeen, for his entertainments — these four youngsters attended a performance of "Declasse" with Ethel Barrymore as the star. After the performance they went back-stage to call on Mrs. Albert Parker, or Margaret Greene, wife of the director, who is a member of the cast. Greatly to their surprise they were instead ushered into the star dressing-room, where a gracious Ethel Barrymore-Colt extended a hand in cordial greeting. She said she'd often seen them all in pictures, and wanted to meet them. The envy of the others was remarkable when she singled out Bobby Harron with a request for his photograph. "My children like you," she said smiling, "and they want your picture for their nursery." Bobby blushed, and tripped over his own heels as he made a hasty exit. card to her best chum in New York — a regulation post-card of a palm-tree-shaded drive. "Great place to walk," was her glum inscription — "and nobody to walk with !" Now she's back in Manhattan — and says the slush and snow looked like home to her, she was so glad to be there. A CONSTANCE TALMADGE, down Palm Beach in the Royal Poinciana, most exclusive of all the southern hostelries, was lonesome. She sent at the resort's a post PRIZE> of one persimmon will be offered to anyone who can read the following press-agent's item without laughing: "The high cost of Ouija boards, which have doubled in price recently, does not affect Marjorie Rambeau who has a brand new one, the gift of a Rambeau fan. Miss Rambeau, whose interest in things psychic has been stimulated by her work in "The Fortune Teller," her latest picture, went into a little shop to buy a Ouija board. The proprietor of the shop, recognizing her from her work in the stage version of "The Fortune Teller," insisted upon making her a present of the board. Miss Rambeau by way of thanks presented him with an autographed photograph of herself." NOW the "submarine kiss," in the words of our film dictionary, "an under-water smack!" Conrad Nagle and Anna Q. Nilsson, the two blondes of Lasky's "The Fighting Chance," are the ones to pull this original "when you were a tadpole and I was a fish" stuff. The picture — or at least the part we are interested in — was taken in the big swimming tank at the studio, all camouflaged up to look like an ocean. Every aarertisement in PHOTOPLAY MAGAZINE Is piaranteed.