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of Our Hearts
Her role in "Peg o' My Heart" has made Wanda Hawley dear to everybody.
By Gordon Gassaway
SHINE, Lady !" Wanda Hawley dropped her newspaper with a start, then looked down at me, laughed and made room for me on the bootblack stand beside her.
"Sure, this is the only quiet spot on the whole Lasky lot today," she said, and then blushed a perfect peony pink. "You see, my Peg dialect still hangs on; I simply can't get away from it. Isn't it awful?"
"It's marvelous," I declared emphatically, "and Peg is just the person I want to hear you talk about. How'd you go about getting acquainted with her?"
"Well, it was pretty hard. You see, I was the sixth Peg after Laurette Taylor — she'd played the part all over the country, you know, and where her company hadn't taken 'Peg o' My Heart' the four road companies had, so I felt that most everybody who had seen the play on the stage would be judg
"It's the only quiet corner of the Lasky lot."
ing my performance by somebody else's, and I was scared to death — honestly, I was !" Her blue eyes still looked a bit frightened at the thought. "Then, too, I had to take the young lady back to her Irish home, in the picture, and show what she did before she picked up the pup Michael and came over to America.
"Well, I simply pegged away at Peg like a cobbler on a regimental shoe allotment. I didn't think of anything else from one day's end to the next. And when I bounced into Mr. De Mille's first rehearsal I was so full of my part that nobody could understand me on account of my Irish brogue ; I'd been spending my spare time talking with our janitor, you see, and he's just six months out of County Cork and has an accent you couldn't cut with a knife."
"That certainly should have satisfied anybody," I remarked. "Too bad they couldn't have let you speak the sub-titles."
"Oh, never ! I wish yOu'd heard the things that were said to me. You see, I'd pictured Peg as a rather frisky young person, given to doing a Charlie Chaplin on occasion, or chucking a traffic policeman under the little leather strap that holds his helmet on. Butwell, they applied a regular can-opener treatment to my mind, and carefully pointed out that this Peg person was a very demure, though mischievous, soulful, but merry, young lady. And that's the sort of little girl I had to try to make her on the screen."
Wanda's big blue eyes gazed dreamily around the adjacent
She pegged away at Peg from one day's end to the next.