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The Sketchbook
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Dorothy Manners is always being taken for Kathleen Key. You can see their similarity if you will compare'this portrait of Kathleen Key with the portrait of Miss Manners which was printed on page 55 of the March Picture-Play.
She cried, "For Heaven's sake !" and then as an afterthought, "Excuse me."
Yesterday, I was out at Goldwyn's going through the files for pictures of Katie when the lady herself blew in.
"What are you doing?" she demanded suspiciously. I confessed that I was trying to find an awfully flattering picture of her, because I was going to admit our resemblance.
"Listen," said Katie, "I hope you always conduct yourself with decorum. I don't want you to do anything that would hurt my reputation."
I promised I wouldn't. I like Kathleen. I think she is such a pretty girl.
A Man of Mystery.
"Can you," asked Mr. Robert Frazer, actor, doctor of medicine, doctor of philosophy, fiction
Photo by C. Heiehton Monroe
writer, poet, radio expert, and cartoonist, "say — six thick thistle sticks?" "Thick thick thithle sticks." "Ah, that is lovely. Have you heard this one?
'Little drops of water, Little grains of sand: Mud!' "
Softly, gently, that I might not disturb the tenseness of the moment, I cut a delicate slice of veal and, putting it into my mouth, found it necessary to swallow it before replying: " T wish I was a little egg away up in a tree, I wish I was a little egg, as bad as
could be, And I wish a little boy I know would climb up in that tree, And then I'd bust my little self and cover him with me.' "
You wouldn't know it, but Bob Frazer and I were undergoing an interview. That is, Bob was undergoing it. I had come on a very definite mission, which was not the recitation of the foregoing poems, but every time I got ready to ask Bob why it is that he always, invariably, and without exception, dines alone, he would break into some little nonsense like that and change the subject. And so, going from the ridiculous to the mysterious, that brings us to the nucleus of this story.
Now, consider the facts. Here we have a handsome man of undisputed attraction. Pola Negri has declared to the world that he is the most perfect of screen lovers. I have heard that other actresses adhere to the same creed. He is an actor of recognition and attainment. His humor is delightful. All in all, the perfect dinner companion, and yet
He always dines alone.
It is beginning to be sort of a problem in Hollywood — this place where the unexpected is the mysterious. Hostesses fret in their hearts. Ladies who don't know him are curious. It's all very interesting. You can see its possibilities.
And so, that day, as we sat at lunch in Montmartre, I asked him, "Are you a woman hater? If so, why? If not, why do you a 1 ways dine alone?"
Mr. Frazer devoted several moments to studying the carte du
Robert Frazer proves himself to be a most agreeable luncheon companion, even though he does dine alone.