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You may not have heard much about it. They never employed a press agent. They didn't need one. To them it was enough that they loved each other. Not for them posing for the public on the front porch, arms about each other's shoulders; nor the home and fireside chromos to grace the pages of the papers. They were too happy to call in the press and summon the photographers. Just because their faces, cheek to cheek, did not adorn the magazines, don't think that they were not as devoted, as affectionate and as loyal as a husband and wife can be. Not Seeking Publicity Possibly because she feared that if she refused she would be accused of deliberately hiding her small daughter's existence from the world, Dorothy Phillips posed with her for mother and daughter pictures. Only, I happen to know, at the urgent request of the editors. She never sought publicity. She almost t'lrank from seeing her name emblazoned here and there. Interviewers will tell you she is the most difficult of all the picture people to pin to paper. Always charming, always gracious, but always aloof. That's why the world knows so little about her. She has been content. She wants it that way. But she expressed a wish — a wistful little wish — that the world of pictures and picture followers would not forget him. And so she should not mind if her heart is held up and dissected by a sympathetic surgeon. She is so quiet that, if you had not known her, you would never guess that she has experienced a tremendous emotional upheaval. Women like her, so frail and shy, are often indomitable; of splendid courage. That's why she is going to carry on. That's why she has smiled instead of crying. With her sister, she has just spent a few weeks in New York. The Manhattan motion picture world hardly knew she was in town. One of the few she saw was a little bride. A very new bride whose very new home is far uptown. The bride's husband called at the Biltmore for Dorothy and her sister. He whistled for a cab. But the stellar visitor said, "Why, the subway's right there!" and started for it on foot. It was a rather long ride — almost an hour's, in fact. It was also the rush hour. She laughed it off. She would rather spend an evening eating an amateur culinary effort and exclaiming over wedding presents, in a little apartment far from the "heart of things," than anything else. Baer Bros. Co. 6 MAIDEN LANE NEW YORK. Does Not Believe in Mourning he has not been in mourning. She doesn't believe in it; and she knows that he would not have wished her to be. He is still a part of her life. It is only when you see her pause in front of a shop on Fifth Avenue, with men's ties and shirts displayed, that you realize just how lost she is without him. She was one of the old-fashioned wives who went along and helped pick out things. And he was one of the old-fashioned husbands who really enjoyed holidays, and remembered birthdays and anniversaries. This last Christmas in the home in Hollywood was not a merry one. Instead of the family, only a housekeeper. A faithful soul who wrote to her mistress in the east, "Christmas don't seem like Christmas this year, without him trimming the tree." He enjoyed things like that. A more than capable director in the studio — businesslike, attentive, keen. At home, Dorothy Phillips' husband. Not that anyone ever referred to him as that. Nor to her as his wife. They preserved their identities. My most vivid recollection of him is one of those personal appearances at a New York theater several years ago. He was the only director in a group of stars who were to make their bows to the audiences. He stood a little way off from the others, smiling. The insincere "messages" of the stars to their dear, dear friends out front left him a little amused. His heart wasn't in it. He couldn't pose. He didn't belong in that crowd of glittering cuties. His air was not superior; he simply seemed to think that the joke was on him. Allen Holubar Allen Holubar was only thirty-five t when he died. One of the most promising of the younger picture-makers, he was scheduled for big things. He began his screen career as an actor with Universal. Then he became a director, and his wife became his leading woman. Their first big picture together, "The Heart of Humanity," employed the best talent of both. They worked well together. She did her finest acting under his direction. Her presence on the set inspired him. It was a fifty-fifty combination. The exigencies of the business took them apart professionally, but it did not, as in so many cases, affect their co-starring combination at home. She was his star whether she appeared in his pictures or not. "Broken Chains" featured another actress, but no one was prouder of its success than Dorothy Phillips. Her encouragement and criticisms meant more to him than any producer's. They would have done greater things together. But the Great Director decreed otherwise. The star is going on alone — often, it must seem to her in her loneliness, without anyone at the megaphone. But she is not the sort to hide away. She will face the camera with a smile on her lips even if her heart is shattered. There will be a new Dorothy Phillips picture soon. She is back in Hollywood now, going on. Still, not quite alone. There is a living memory for inspiration.