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California can furnish settings to represent almost any land or clime. Near Rio Vista, Mr. De Mille found a location which served for the
Russian setting he needed.
A Letter from Location while maki
Hotel Rio Vista, Rio Vista, California.
DEAR MYRTLE: You could not imagine a more gloomy, cold, uninteresting day than this one ! It worries Mr. De Mille, takes all the pep out of the actors — the boatmen wear only rags — and delays our return home.
We have had just two days of beautiful sunshine. Isn't that a bad break for the beginning of a picture ? Most every one has a bad cold. C. B., however, is his usual well, energetic self.
Of course, by this time you know that I am to play Mariusha. I am so thrilled. ... I am all breaking out in dots ! And a little apprehensive, because it is a hard part and a departure from anything I have done before — a comedy hoyden ! The character was changed from a cruel, hard woman to a more youthful imp, devilish one minute, and sympathetic the next. So I have my labors cut out for me. The other character C. B. knew I could play but it took me several
Letters from home are always doubly interesting on location trips.
To Myrtle Gebhart
e writes about her experiences making scenes for "The Volga Boatman."
days to convince him that I was actress enough for this one. I'll need all the good thoughts of my friends to succeed, Myrtle. Have I yours ?
Enough of myself — I want to tell you about an Italian dinner given us by the man who seems to run the town as well as the flivver agency and the one airplane, and is also vice president of the bank. We left the hotel about seven o'clock, walking two blocks, then through a lumber yard to the river, across two oil barges tied up at the pier, onto a tug boat, the Glencove. Thirtyeight of us climbed in — cast, staff, and some townspeople.
It was pitch dark, which added to the adventure, so dark, in fact, that Elinor Fair confided to me the next day when she saw the size of the tug that she had thought it a huge steamer ! She thought the barges and the tug were one !
But when we were out on the river it seemed lighter. Those of us who had on heavy fur coats — it is quite cold up here — stayed outside while the others piled into the one
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