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Qeorge Bancroft Lectures — and Likes — the Ladies
By Dora Albert
WOMEN understand men a darn sight better than they understand themselves. At least, that's what George Bancroft says, and he ought to know, for he's been knocking around the world ever since the age of two months when a baby was needed by the Forepaugh Stock Company of Philadelphia and he got the job.
When he was fourteen he joined the navy and saw the world and he's been around the globe three times since. So he knows the laws of human nature.
But when I asked him about the things women should know about men, he protested.
"Why, I'm a babe in arms in my knowledge of men compared to what every woman knows. When women go out into the world, their only protection is their knowledge of human beings, particularly of men. If only they understood themselves as well as they understand men!"
"Well, what is it," I asked, "that women don't understand about themselves?"
George Bancroft leaned back in his chair in his dressing room, his huge brow wrinkled in thought.
Here's Mrs. Bancroft with George. She looks as though she understood a lot of things, including the Big Boy himself
he likes he addresses as 'dear" but in a vague sort
He's a big burly man with leonine shoulders, but a kindly gentle manner. Though on the screen he's a tough, hard-boiled guy, in actuality he's as soft-boiled as a shirt that's just come out of the wash. He's got friendly blue eyes and rather nice brown hair. When he talks about himself at all, he shows that he has no illusions about his personal beauty. He's fond of calling himself "that homely mug." Men whom "honey boy;" women he calls of way.
His mind works faster than his tongue. He's one of your big silent men, who probably finds it painfully hard to express himself. Interviewers find it hard to follow him. He's essentially the kind of man who does things rather than the kind who talks about them. But when he does speak, almost everything he says is colored by a deep vein of sentiment.
"One thing some women don't understand about themselves," he said, "is that they ought not to bat their heads against a stone wall in trying to win a man. Often a woman tries to get the fellow who is not for her when all the time there's some nice fellow who loves her and is sincere but to whom she won't pay any attention. 'But no,' she says stubbornly, 'this other guy doesn't love me. Well, I'll show him! I'll make him pay some attention to me.' The woman who tries to win the wrong man, according to George Bancroft, is in much the same position as the
heroine, Emma, in the play
"Paid in Full."
"There were two men," he explained, "who made love to Emma. One was a big homely guy like me but with a nice soul. {Continued
on page 64]
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