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Harry Langdon is always a tremendous amount of fun at a party and has a quaint line of humor that is all his own.
Our party reporter says Buster Keaton came to the party in quite a 'grinny mood. She ought to know, but who'd guess it?
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Hollywood Celebrates Its Birthdays and Anniversaries, Too
By Grace Kmgsley
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t s to be a surprise party, and Bebe thinks there are to be only three people there with her and her mother!" exclaimed Mae Sunday, who was giving Bebe Daniels a birthday party at the Roosevelt Hotel.
Everybody was in cahoots, there at the hotel, to keep the thing quiet, from managers down to maids and waiters. So when Bebe arrived she was ushered into a darkened dining room!
"What's this?" she demanded.
Then they sprung the lights, and there were a hundred people waiting to welcome their friend.
Billy Haines and his pretty sister were among the first people we talked to after Bebe had said a slightly tremu' lous hello to everybody, and we had been greeted by her mother, Phyllis Daniels, and by Mae, who was looking lovely in her party gown. Bebe, as usual, was dressed in white.
We looked around for Ben Lyon, but alas, on this night of all nights, poor Ben had had to work, but, of course, he came later on in the evening.
Lilyan Tashman was there, but Eddie Lowe hadn't come. He had received the news, that day, of the death of his brother, who had long been ill, and naturally didn't feel like being present at any gay festivities. He did come, very late, however, to escort his wife home.
'"Oh, dear," sighed Patsy, the party hound, looking about, "all the long white gloves in Hollywood will soon have changed hands, literally and figuratively."
"What do you mean — changed hands?" inquired Lilyan.
"Why, everybody is wearing them, and as they are too bulky to put into bead bags, and will be handed to escorts at supper time, naturally the girls will forget to take them back when they get home, and their escorts will probably think they belong to somebody else, and pass them along. I had two pairs that didn't belong to me mailed to me this week, and one pair sent by a man's chauffeur, and I have no idea who they belong to."
"Well, anyhow, you'll have some in case your escort tonight forgets to hand back your gloves," Lilyan consoled.
Carmelita Geraghty came in, looking as Spanish as could be, clad in a slinky black gown, and wearing long black earrings. She was all to the Carmelita, and not a bit to the Geraghty, as Billy Haines remarked.
"She's really a nice, quiet, sweet girl!" Billy chaffed her, whereupon Carmelita pretended to go into a temperamental Spanish rage.
Allan Dwan and his wife were there, just back from Europe, and Allan said he liked Germany best of any foreign country, because it had more pep and enterprise than any of the rest of them.
Doris Dean Arbuckle, divorced wife of Fatty Arbuckle,