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Ed Munn, in "Stella Dallas," was one of his best roles.
How "Dutch" Became Mr. Hersholt
A cut-back to the day when the noted character actor, then an extra who could hardly speak English, first attracted attention to himself — and what followed.
By Ann Sylvester
THE California sun beat down so mercilessly on the little group of cowboys and Indians that their swart, leathery complexions melted and oozed to a spotted mess of grease paint — yellow and pink grease paint — sticky as warm molasses.
During an interval when Scott Sidney, then crack director for Thomas H. Ince, was not actually using them, they swarmed into the uncertain shade to fan themselves with old newspapers. That is, all except one. Crazily enough, he stuck to his post out in the blaze of midday sun, panting for breath, his gun poised and ready for the call, "Camera!" He was a "furriner." Maybe he didn't know the director had cried, "At ease — rest !" No one had troubled to tell him.
Two hours later the scene was shot — a wild, whooping scene of Indians swooping down on a covered wagon. The little band of white men were supposed to fight valiantly, bravely. As a matter of fact, only one did — "Dutch," the foreigner. The others cracked a rifle now and then, but didn't bother to register expressions. It was too hot. Too hot for all but Dutch, who whooped it up like a wild man, as though the camera was centered on him instead of on the curly-headed hero with the bowed lips and legs.
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climbed back into the wagon, of triumph. The great man had shown them! All day showed them.
Photo by Freulich
Jean Hersholt uses little make-up to accomplish his many disguises. The above photograph shows him as he looks without any.
"Cut !" yelled the wild and terrible voice of the crack director. "What the devil is the matter with those guys in the wagon ? There's onlv one of them that acts alive. What's that guy's name who's whooping it up?"
An assistant ran Dutch. "What's your name?"
The guy known as Dutch said, "Jean Hersholt." " "Well, you come and tell Mr. Sidney about it yourself," said the assistant, who didn't speak foreign languages.
A slow flush rose to ,the face of the chosen man — a flush of pleasure and gratification. After all, art in this amazing country was not without recognition. He clambered over the side of the wagon and followed the assistant at a dogtrot.
Sidnev asked Dutch his name. "Now listen," he' veiled to the others, patting him on the shoulder, "this fellow has the right idea. You watch him do it. Turn loose and show them how you did it, Mr. Harshelt."
No prima donna ever rose to the spotlight more brilliantly. Dutch yelled and screamed and shot imaginary Indians and registered fear, hate, consternation, determination and all four at once. . "That's great ! Now run back and do it for us in the scene, and you other fellows do it as he does."
Very much the hero of the hour, Dutch Forgotten was his heat and thirst in his hour with the megaphone had called on him and he long he whooped it up. All day long he [Continued on page 108]