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I called back to Bill Hart that I thought my horse was trying to commit suicide, and he said cheerfully that he hoped it would — nothing against me, but he just didn't like that horse — he was a mean horse." "Yes," put in Norma Terris, "but did he tell you about the pink cushions?" Charlie blushed. "Well, Charlie brought out two pink cushions which he put on the saddle of his horse to ease him up!" If you've ever seen Charlie Mack, you know that he is pretty well cushioned as it is! Charlie changed the .subject to the kind of people he was selling lots to up there. "If they are careless folks, I sell 'em only a quarter of an acre," he said, "but if I find they are the sort that cut the grass and conceal the tin cans, I let 'em have an acre." There were all kinds of games, and in one room the card fiends had all found each other, as they always do. They were playing cards no matter what fun was going on outside. Irving Berlin happened in and sang a -song or two for us, and Van and Schenck put in an appearance. Gregory LaCava, the director, was among the guests, and there were Roscoe Arbuckle, Harry Green, Mr. and Mrs. Bert Wheeler, Frank Mack, and others. We met a very beautiful young girl, named Alice Polk, and discovered she is the daughter of Dan Polk, of Polk and Collins, the old vaudeville team. Miss Polk is going into the movies, and I don't know what is detaining her. She is making her home at present with Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Mack, and Charlie has promised her a part in his next picture. Dinner was served at the little tables. We sat with the Duncan sisters and with Polly Moran and Lew Cody, and Lew told one of those wild stories about the old actor who had to walk to the next town because he had no car fare, and of how the manager called out to him from the train not to be late! When we had finished dinner our host told us to get our wraps and come along to another party. We invited the Duncan sisters to ride with us and prepared to follow our leader. "I'll drive," offered Patsy. "Oh, I'll drive," said Rosetta Duncan. "You'll all drive me crazy!" laughed Vivian, and took the wheel. Everyone was delighted when we stopped at Frank Mayo's charming, Spanish studio apartment, over in Hollywood, and were enthusiastically greeted by Frank and his beautiful young wife. We found Priscilla Dean and her mother there, with Wheeler Oakman in another room. Wheeler and Priscilla used to be married, you know. I don't think they were in the same room at all during the evening. Eddie Phillips was there too, and Niles Welch and his wife, and Lillian Rich, lately returned from England, and Richard Tucker and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Cyril Chadwick and Preston Duncan and Lawford Davidson. There were fires burning in the living room and library, so that it was all as cosy as could be. Mrs. Mayo inaugurated all sorts of amusing games, including the time-honored one in which a monitor gives out a letter and the person quizzed has to deliver the name of a river, a town and a fruit before the monitor counts ten. Guests who drew the Q's and X's had a hard time. It was nearly two o'clock when it was announced that it was time we took our departure if we meant to find anybody up over at Mary Lewis's; so we sallied forth to Brentwood, where Mary Lewis dwells in a great Spanish house. Mary was once married to Michel Bohnen, artist and singer at the Metropolitan Opera House in New York; but the two lately separted, with Bohnen taking his hundred thousand dollars' worth of paintings and departing. Miss Lewis, as you know, is herself a Metropolitan artist. She was formerly a