Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1920)

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Teddy, the Great Dane, is pretty disgusted with his job. A movie hero at $100 a week, and what does he get out of it? One bone — out of one hundred! And John Henry, Jr., heartily vi'ishes the whole thing over with too. Hed stacks rather be playin' with th' fellers. Gee, if he were only growed up like the directors, so s he wouldn't have anything to do but stand around and smoke and IVitb apologies to Clare Briggs. Oh dear, but it's a thankless job for Madge, catching the same rat day in and day out and then only getting a saucer of insipid milk. ^Vhy, do you know, she's only a cat s paw for those directors. That rat must be about as sick of it as she is. She could end his worries in a flash, but every time she even licks her chops somebody throws her a ■wicked look. Just imagine nine lives of this! Wonder What They Think About? No wonder Mack Sennett's Pet Menagerie gets the wrong slant on life. >Vhew ! It s a gay life if you don t weaken, opines Frederick Willum. Stardom may have its fine points, but so have that cat s teeth, ^^hy, the poor little fellow s hide is all calouses now. He doesn t quite know what to make of that cat. -She s nice and playful and he s getting used to it now ; in fact he s acquiring a sort of an affection for her, but somehow he can t get over that feeling of distrust. Someday — oh, suppose those teeth should slip ! No, Frederick Willum can t help smelling a rat. Now. this is more like it, thinks John Henry. Jr. Playing -with Carrie Nation's not so bad. but then Carrie doesn't like it -worth a cackle. She doesn't know^ what to make of it. Such nonsense, this continual bustle, being shooed all around when she should be off tending to her household duties and laying her eggs. She just loves babies, but what chance has she: If they don't dra\v the line at this movie business some place, it's going to drive the country to race suicide, you mind what she clucks! 47