Picture Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1920)

54 Alias Cinderella "I don't think, mother, they'll have a very good house to-night," she said. And then : "Those who do go won't see much of a show." It's a curious thing, this baby brand of jealousy. Interesting because it is so surely the real thing. It cropped out again and again, as on a night somewhere in Montana, in "The Squaw Man," when the child almost fainted in the wings before she would give way to her understudy. She would not be taken to the hotel, but watched her sister from the wings,and in a voice quite loud enough for the audience to hear she cried : "Ha-ha-ha! She can't do it at all. She's bow-legged." ^ Our Cinderella, you see, was not all sugar and spice and other things nice, like the one in the fairy tale. But it's that very imp in her that makes her a pi quant rogue you want to pat on her c u r 1 y, bobbed head, in spite of the dignified teens she now boasts. You like' to see him blinking at you out of those g r e e n-bluegray eyes, and then sud denly jump back leaving a look of cool surprise at your suspicion of his existence. After Little Meenie she had a boy's part, Jerome, in "The Barber of New Orleans," with Faversham again; then as Little Ed it ha in "The Burglar," Little Jan in "The Piper," with Edith Wynne Matheson ; then a boy again in "Passersby," with Richard Bennett and Charles Cherry. By this time she had reached the ripe old age of eleven and took a turn in pictures with the Edison Film Company. Between reels she was on the road again in "The Poor Little Rich Girl," this time as understudy for one of the elderly sisters, who by this time you must have guessed is none other than the lovely Viola Dana. "Vi" stepped from this star part into pictures, leaving her shoes to our little Cinderella. The other elderly sister, you may as well learn here, is Edna Flugrath, a screen star who twinkles on the other side of the water with the London Film Company. Flugrath is the name to which all three of them were born, and the name is still good enough for Father Flugrath. Somehow fancy names don't seem as necessary in the printing ■ ■iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim HER VIEW I AST night," said Mrs. Anyfan, "I went with John to see That so much talked of movie play, 'Domestic Tragedy.' It really was a masterpiece, I cannot call it less, Depicting how a husband's faults can cause unhappiness. Anne Sweet portrayed the noble wife — I thought she was just grand— The villain's role was taken by the noted Howard Bland ; The story was so true to life, we see it every day, The awful price that womankind is often forced to pay. The wife was truly wonderful — long-suff'ring, patient, sweet, She tried so hard in every way her husband's whims to meet ; But all her efforts were in vain, endeavor though she would, For, like the lot of many wives — she was misunderstood ; Her thrift was called extravagance — her friendships were reviled By a cruel, unjust husband, who posed as meek and mild ! He really was despicable, a surly, jealous bear Who let his wife take all the blame, and seemed to think it fair. The end, of course, was rather sad — it almost made me cry — Yet it seemed the law of recompense that the husband had to die. I know that John was much impressed — although he would not say — But I feel he grasped the moral of that realistic play !"