Screenland (May–Oct 1927)

to the studio with her once in a great while, and I always thought it was because she couldn't re sist wanting to show her off. Believe me, I don't blame her. Anyway, here's welcome to the whole family. How is it that when a fellow's true blue and fine that -it shows right through and you can't help knowing it any more than if he had a placard pinned right across his chest? Up on location making this new Rex horse picture, Theodor Von Eltz, had Fred Jackman working everybody night and day, night and day, because he wanted to get home. He simply had to get home. Although Von talked with Mrs. Von over the phone, wired her, and had a letter from her every day, I never in my life saw a man so nervous. He said there was something wrong at home; he said he knew there was something wrong at home, that his wife wasn't telling him everything-— he could read it between the lines in her letters, in her voice over the phone, even though she assured him to the contrary. They worked, all right <m — night and day — and finished in i just about half time. I met Von on the Boulevard last Saturday. "Well," I said, "were you satisfied when you got home?" "Was I?" answered Von. "Do you know that my little girl was sick with double pneumonia when I came and that we almost lost her? Can you imagine many women like Mrs. Von Eltz; who would have gone through all that without a C[ Here is 'Warner Baxter's famous recipe for CHILI-BEANS Yi cup Crisco 2 large onions 4 pods garlic 2 lbs. ground round steak 1 large can tomatoes 2 or 3 heaping tablespoons Gebhart Chili Powder 1 lb. red beans Salt and pepper to taste. To boiling Crisco add chopped onions and garlic. Cook until slightly browned and then add ground meat and cook 20 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add tomatoes which have been heated separately and strained (puree of tomatoes is better). When the above combination starts boiling add chili powder and allow to simmer on slow fire two hours. Add cheyenne pepper if one likes a real hot dish. Betty Bronson and her favorite flower, the lowly nasturtium. word to me? But I \new there was something wrong, and when there is then there's only one place I have to be, no matter what is or isn't done." $ * * If any of you folks happen to visit us out in Hollywood this month and find a young man over on the Metro-GoldwynMayer lot hopping around sort of joyful and unusual-like, don't be alarmed or even surprised. It's only that fellow called Bill Haines who's feeling chipper because he has a visitor from down Virginia way. Nope — you're wrong — it's not an old-time sweetheart, but just an old-time feminine admirer of his. She's only Bill's Mom, and she actually thinks Bill is pretty good! He says there is not a chance of her going back again — he has made up his mind and Mother Haines has got to stay in Hollywood with William. No use talking, I agree with Bill that mothers know their stuff, and you can't blame him for wrapping his arms around that little Mrs. Haines and holding her tight to keep her here with him. * * * Maybe it's in the Hollywood air; maybe it's that romance about the picture business which you can't get away from. Anyway, whatever itmay be, I don't think I ever wrote a line which makes me feel happier or more content all over than that Joseph Schildkraut a n d his wife, Elisc Bartlett, have waved adieu to to the divorce courts. Could there be any better news for the month? 7