Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1935)

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Also in the cast were the Dolly Sisters, their first American appearance. Likewise the dancing team of Ryan and White, the latter to become George White of "Scandals" fame. "The Echo" was an instant success. So was Bill LeBaron. Likewise Deems Taylor. No college show had ever graduated from the dear old campus right onto Broadway before. LeBaron received his diploma before his play was produced. Face to face with a cold, cruel world and wisely realizing "The Echo" might just as easily be a smeller as a smash hit and that many a playwright had starved to death waiting for the first royalty check, he got a steady job with a publishing house at twentyfive dollars a week. This sufficed handsomely until his play opened. For many weeks thereafter he received weekly royalties of one thousand dollars. THE result was a bad habit which remains ' with him to this day. To be specific: every Saturday night he collected his weekly twentyfive dollars, got himself organized and refused to go home until every dime had been squandered. In his own words — "It taught me to know nothing whatever about the value of money." His salary is several digits larger now but he finds it just as easy to spend as it was then — and just as much fun. The sudden prosperity of "The Echo" did not turn our hero's head. He continued to hold down steady jobs, but industriously wrote more plays nights, Sundays and holidays. "The Very Idea," a hilarious farce starring Ernest Truex, which LeBaron authored alone, was his outstanding non-musical effort. It played for years, was twice made into pictures — and may be again. Who knows? His musical tops was the tuneful and charming "Apple Blossoms," music by none other than Fritz Kreisler and Victor Jacoby. In the leading roles were John Charles Thomas — the man with no last name — and Wilda Bennett, no kin to Joan or Constance. But the real stars of "Apple Blossoms" were a couple of shaw-stopping youngsters from vaudeville, making their first New York legitimate stage appearance — Fred and Adele Astaire. Mr. LeBaron, by and large, penned so many plays that recently he sold the motion picture rights to one he had completely forgotten ever having written. It was called "Something to Brag About," but the author now frankly declares that "nothing" is a better word. In his spare moments — during lunch hours probably — Mr. LeBaron dashed off vaudeville sketches for a man named Jesse Lasky, little musical melanges entitled "Redheads," "Trained Nurses" and such like. These eventually led their author into what might well have been a fatal error of judgment. Mr. Lasky invited him to call one ante-bellum Sunday afternoon. Mr. LeBaron called. Present were two other fellows named Cecil B DeMille and Samuel Goldwyn. They propounded a fantastic scheme. They were going to make a motion picture and wanted him to join their venture as a scenario editor. Mr. LeBaron's answer was an ill-concealed sneer. He loved the theater which was paying him handsomely. He didn't like motion pictures. They were just a fad with no future whatever, he declared. He also declared he didn't know a thing about them and neither did Lasky, DeMille and Goldwyn, which was true. Their blandishments fell on deaf ears. Even offers of equal partnership left him adamant. So Lasky, DeMille and Goldwyn marched to fame and riches in Hollywood which the skeptical Mr. LeBaron for the asking, could have shared. I 1TTLE did he know that ere long the movie ogre was again to rear its ugly head and bite him for keeps. As follows: After the war he was on the editorial staffs of two national magazines. After Mr LeBaron took over his second magazine job, he was asked by the publisher to be at a certain place, certain time Mr. LeBaron went Immediately effective. Dries instantly. Effectually checks perspiration. The atomizer bottle insures your deodorant remaining fresh and sanitary. Who said picture making wasn't a serious business? This was when "Chasing Yesterday" was being shot. Anne Shirley is at the table, with O. P. Heggie. Director George Nicholls, Jr., crouching