Screenland (May-Jul 1926)

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Miss Gish is only fooling. But I suppose, like the first baby, the first car, or the first pair of long ones, it's the first interview that brings the real kick. And mine was with Douglas Fairbanks. He was Doug then to everybody, and he chewed gum, and he said "Gee Whiz,!" all the time. I met him and his big brother, Robert, on the roof of his hotel where photographers were busy snapping him in action. They expected Doug to pose umping over the side into space. Doug was willing but Brother Bob said no. Doug balanced on one foot over the edge, turned cartwheels, and came up smiling. He then asked the camera men if there was any other little thing they wanted him to do. "Shall I hang by my heels from the ledge?" he asked. Just then his brother came and led him away. Afterwards, Doug jumped over chairs and tables for my special benefit and offered to swing from the chandelier. He was so nice that when I went away I found I'd forgotten everything he said except "Gee Whiz,". And you couldn't write an interview about that. Not knowing any better, I called him up that evening while he was attending an important dinner in his honor and asked him a lot of questions. He laughed and said, "Sure — can you take this down? All set?" — and then — "Have you got enough? Call me again if you get stuck. What's that? Why, no trouble at all — Gee whiz!" Little Mary was touring in the interests of the Liberty Loan campaign when I first met her. What a cunning thing she was, in her trim suit of khaki, Sam Brown belt, boots, and perky cap topping the famous curls. Maybe you have forgotten that Pickford, Chaplin, and Fairbanks dropped their own work during the war to canvas the country selling bonds. They were mobbed everywhere they went, but they sold a lot of bonds. Mary's speech was made before eager audiences in theatres, city halls, and on the street; and although she was scared to death half the time — she's always been shy and always will be — she never showed it. I watched her comb those curls as she asked me who I'd been meeting and told me all I wanted to know about the stars I hadn't met yet. "Don't you love the Gishes?" she asked. "When my brother Jack was little and we asked him who he was going to marry when he grew up, he'd always answer, 'Dorothy Gish'. Our families have always been friends." The next time I saw Mary she was Mrs. Fairbanks, on her honeymoon. Doug was Douglas because Mary called him that. She showed me her trousseau, too. Tommy Meighan and Wally Reid were the best of pals; and they came up to be interviewed together — a mutual protection society. Wally made me feel at home by calling me by my first name right away. Tommy was shyer, but I liked him too. Then they each grabbed an arm and before I knew it I was between them and we were having our picture taken. The next time I saw Wally he was being shaved. Wally never stood on ceremony. His lathered face was wreathed in smiles as he narrowly es. caped contact with the razor his valet was brandishing. He greeted me with a whoop and settled back for the interrupted shave. "Look at that new picture of Dot and Bill — just came this morning," he said proudly. "I'm glad to be in New York but I do miss them. Say, I love this part of Peter Ibbetson. Gives me a chance to act, you know, really act." The light comedy-dramas Wally was starred in pleased everybody but him. The George Fitzmaurice production of Peter Ibbetson, nicknamed Forever, was his favorite film. Tommy came to see me again not so long ago. I wanted an interview but we couldn't hit on a date when I would have time to go out to the Long Island studio. "Never mind," said Tommy, "I'll run up and see you." And he arrived at Screenland's office on the minute, devastating the office force with his Irish grin. Interviewing isn't so bad! Theda Bara scared me half to death once, just the same. La Bara, when I met her, was on the crest of the wave as a vamping star. Her Carmen and Salome were the last words. She was installed in state, at mid-day, in a darkened incensed room, attired in dark draperies; but the room wasn't half as incensed as I was when she began to "pull her line". It was a good "line" if you liked that sort of thing. She was supposed to have come from Egypt with stopovers in Paris — when she really hailed from Ohio, just plain Theodosia Goodman. I went away and wrote the interview just as it happened. Darkened room at mid-day, draperies, "line" and all. Son after it was published I received the following letter from La Bara: "There is One who avenges all lies, insults, and betrayals. I leave it in His Hands". It was signed Theda Bara in hei exotic scrawl. Wouldn't that make yot shiver? I had two days to interview Anita Loos John Emerson, and Frances Marion. The) invited me to their house in Great Neck foi the week-end. That was before France,' became Mrs. Fred Thomson and went tc California to live. We went to call on th< Talmadges nearby, and on the way camf upon two sylvan figures strolling, hand ir hand, along a leafy lane. The pretty blondf girl wasn't swinging a sunbonnet and th< youth wore correct white flannels; but th< effect was very young and rustic all th( same. They were Richard Barthelmess anc Constance Talmadge. Now that it's all an cient history, it's fun to recall that Dick anc Connie's "crush" might have had matrimon ial results if Mother Peg Talmadge had no' decided that Constance was too young anc that, besides, Dicky was just a struggling juvenile! He was Dorothy Gish's leading man then, while Connie was already a full fledged star under Joe Schenck's brotherly wing. That meeting with young Richard lec to a real, formal interview-luncheon at th< Algonquin, which was interrupted every fev. minutes by mysterious messages of "Phon< call for Mr. Barthelmess" by a smiling page boy. Finally Dick came back grinning. "It'; Connie and Earle Foxe and Johnny Hine: out there," he said. "They must thin! they're funny." The reason for the kidding — it was Dick's very first interview. A ball-game featuring Babe Ruth, viewec in a box with Tom Mix, would be mosi small boys' idea of paradise. I wasn't sc thrilled. The Mix box was a like a cagf at the Zoo except that we had to buy oui own peanuts. Tom wore one of his famou: white suits and huge hat, while his wife Vicky Forde, wore many of her beautifu jewels. Babe Ruth advanced, shook hands and posed while the cameras snapped. A: we were leaving, Tom said to Vicky: "Bet