Screenland (May–Oct 1927)

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Even when the "Topsy and Eva" company opened, it was Madame Keeler who suplicd some of the rarest material that she had bought in China, to make one of the set of chorus costumes for the "California Belles" whose fame is nation wide. Right now Madame Keeler is designing all the costumes to be used in the film version of "Topsy and Eva". The real attention and love that the Duncans show Madame Keeler, besides the high compensation that she is awarded for her truly great talents as a designer, is only another example of the interest that accumulates from these deposits made in the "Bank of Hearts". The spirit that the Duncans have of always praising another artist, of taking time to meet someone whose work they have enjoyed — or of sending a wire of congratulations to some one who has put something over — is a rare gift. Their respect for an artist — good or bad — is shown by the way they watch any performance. If they are at a ball game, a prize fight, or a theatre they never speak or rustle about attracting attention to themselves. An example of what Rosetta thinks of anyone who talks when an artist is entertaining, is to be seen in this little anecdote: At the famous little Aladdin Inn just on the border of the San Francisco Chinatown, the entire Topsy and Eva company were assembled for a little party after one of the performances during their run in that City of the Golden Gate. Among the many guests were Peggy Hopkins Joyce, Belle Bennett, Claire Windsor, Lillian Gish, and many other picture stars; and the usual number of "cinema nobility" — among them a Count of some Latin extraction who was breezing about all evening, clicking his heels and bending in the middle at the slightest provocation. When the entertainment began the Count draped himself among the bright lights — Rosetta, however, sat across the room at the end of the table where the guests had just finished their midnight lunch. The first number on the' evening's programme was the always loved "Road to Mandalay", sung by one of the men in the "Topsy and Eva" company. The baritone sang brilliantly throughout the first verse; then the Count decided he had listened long enough so he started an animated conversation with his neighbors. Rosetta, from the other end of the room, glared with eyes that would have pierced the darkness of the catacombs; but she failed to attract the Count who continued to compete with the artist. The louder the artist sang, the louder the Count talked, Rosetta leaned over to the table, picked up a Parkerhouse roll, and hurled it right at the Count. She pitches like a boy — so her aim caught the surprised man right on the jaw. "The Road to Mandalay" was finished by the singer without competition. Rosetta went to the Count later and said, "I am sorry I hit you, but I wanted you to stop talking and that was the only way I could draw your attention. In America it is the height of rudeness to talk when an artist is doing his best to entertain you." The Count wilted! And the baritone has never forgotten this. He spent a year in Europe and I believe he told every artist he ever met in Italy and France about the little American star who hurled a bun in his defence. Art has no nationality so they all admire Rosetta and damn the Count even though he may have been of their country! The Duncans have two other gifts, which mingled with their gift of Love Deposits makes for a great trinity of traits that lead to success. They have a marvelous sense of humor; they can turn the most serious situation into a joke, and laugh out loud when their hearts are sorely hurt. And last but not least, they have forgotten to grow up. I mean this literally. They are still children and will always remain such. They can play "going to Jerusalem" in and out of the chairs, with as much pep and joy as children ten years of age. They can ride bicycles and go "belly wopping" down the snow-covered hills of White Plains where they own a beautiful home. They can think and laugh and play with the same spirit as they did when they were poor little children in California's orange grove playgrounds. When I am with the Dunes my mind often wanders to that little poem by Katherine Blake, and I say it to myself this way: "Would you learn the road to Laughtertown "O ye who lost the way, "Would ye have young hearts though your hair be gray? "Come learn from the little Dunes to-day "Come sing their songs, and play their play, "And catch the lilt of their laughter gay, "And follow their dancing feet as they stray, "For they know the road to Laughtertown "O ye who have lost the way!" Ramon T^ovarro reciting "You may be the ocean to some fo\\s but you are just Bromo Seltzer to me."