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SCREENLAND
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In Hollywood They're So Darned Athletic
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"Rooney" is just a scrub Airedale that was brought to the studio to be a companion to a big St. Bernard that Doug and Mary brought back from Europe.
He has since become a great football fan and spends the livelong day carrying a football around, its lacing thong in his mouth, entreating someone to kick it so that he may retrieve it.
"Kick it for him," my actor friend said.
I tried to, Ed., but the grass must have been wet or something for I slipped and fell backwards over a hedge and a goat butted me around a little bit before I could get out of the way.
Doug, Harold Lloycl and Jack Holt are three motion picture stars who keep plugging away at their sports although Kathryn Perry is an excellent golf player; Norma Shearer, a swimmer; Patsy Ruth Miller, a tennis player, and Buster Keaton a baseball player.
George O'Brien and Fred Thomson, of course, were once champion all-round athletes and, though picture work takes up most of their time now, they have never "broke training".
"Chuck" Lewis is another old time athlete who has a good job in Hollywood. His performance on the Olympic team attracted Doug's attention and now Doug has him permanently on his staff as a trainer, taking him East whenever he goes, and even to Europe.
From Fairbanks' we went over to Harold Lloyd's picture factory. It really consists of a handball court with a studio annex for Harold works hours every day on the handball court. While Fairbanks' sports are varied Lloyd sticks to the game he likes best.
Harold was playing handball when we arrived and finally this actor I had on my payroll went up and talked to him. He must have told Lloyd who I was for Lloyd asked me to play a hand with him, or whatever you call it.
We started in and say, Ed.. Lloyd hit that ball so hard that I stopped in the middle to watch the ball go past and the next thing I knew I was at home in bed.
The doctor said I had turned my neck around completely three times trying to keep my eye on the ball.
I tried to explain it to my wife but she said:
"Quite a likely tale. You were probably standing in the middle of Hollywood Boulevard trying to watch all those movie gals at one time."
The next day, Ed., we went to see Rudolph Valentino box. And now I know why Jack Dempsey quit fighting and went to acting. He was afraid Valentino would quit acting and go to fighting.
Over at Warner Brothers' studio Monte Blue was doing pretty much the same thing only he was working out with one of these dummy looking things.
"Why don't you show him how to hit it?" my actor-guide asked me.
Well, Ed., I missed it the first time but the second time I hit it right on the end cf the nose. It must have had round heels or something, Ed. Anyhow it bounced right back at me and knocked me down and smashed my new Derby hat.
I returned home from the beach that night, Ed., to find my wife sort of mysterical. The afternoon papers were carrying a story about a little incident I had had and she had already seen it.
"James Tankard, well known writer," the headlines read, "loses eye while viewing bathing beauty parade."
I couldn't make my wife believe that I been spending the afternoon with George O'Brien and one or two other people.
We hadn't been closer to that parade than — well, about fifty feet.
It was only my glass eye that I lost, anyway, and besides the newspapers got my name wrong.
"Oh, well, they got the tank part of it," my wife said, "and everybody knows that means you."
The next day, Ed., we had quite a tour. I was beginning not to think quite so much of my $7.50 a day actor, but he took me to see Kathryn Perry playing golf; Florence Vidor on her own tennis court at home; Lola Todd, Margaret Quimby and Marian Nixon skipping the rope, running foot races and turning cartwheels, Olive Borden was practicing sprinting and Joan Crawford, the Charleston.
"Why don't you give Joan a few Charleston lessons?" my actor says.
But, I'll ask you, Ed., what would a fellow tell his wife if he should come home with a leg missing?
On our way over to Betty Compson's and James Cruze's home we saw Bebe Daniels playing golf.
"A little light exercise like that is great for putting on a little weight," this actor fellow tells me.
On the way back we saw Bebe again. This time she was riding a horse.
"That's a great way to reduce," my broadcaster says.
Gee whiz! Ed., what can you do with a fellow like that.
Right then I was willing almost to believe that he had the entree or anything else I heard about him.
The next day we went over to the William Fox studios to see Tom Mix do some fancy riding and roping and then we went out to Universal where Hoot Gibson and Art Acord were doing some of the same.
They tell me that those fellows used to be the champion this-and-thats of the whole rodeo industry.
The money the three of them make together every week probably would buy every cow outfit in Texas.
"You spent two weeks down in Arizona once, didn't I hear you say?" my hired man says. "Why don't you show these birds how to ride?"
I wasn't feeling any too good but I don't want to offer any excuses for myself, Ed.
Maybe the horse had eaten something that didn't agree with him.
Or, maybe his wife nagged him. I don't know.
In any event, I had no more than mounted the brute when he humped his back and went bounding away in a most appalling manner.
I soon saw that the horse didn't want me to ride him. I was not enjoying it very much either, so I decided to get off and walk back. We hadn't gone very far.
But, as I dismounted a wild cactus that was going by at the time actually went out of its way to reach out and claw me viciously on the hands, arms, face, legs, chest, abdomen and back, not to mention other parts of my person. Then it seized one of my thumbs in its mouth and dashed away with it.
Well, Ed., I got home eventually and the
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