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three months and one week old, named Martha Bryan, and very cute. My acquaintance with Master Irving Thalberg, Jr., aged five months, is limited to a miniature on his father's watch-chain. The picture reveals him as an appealing mite with black hair and dark blue eyes.
Somewhat disheartened at the attitude of Hollywood papas and mamas, I telephoned Skeets Gallagher's wife, Pauline. "I suppose your baby isn't open for inspection," I said pessimistically.
"Why not?" answered Pauline him. Come up any time."
Richard Gallagher, Jr., alias "the Duke," is a diplomat. He grabbed hold of my finger and smiled ingratiatingly. His manner indicated that I was quite the most intriguing person who had ever entered his horizon. Just as I was preening myself on my unusual way with babies, Pauline remarked tactlessly, "The Duke is always fascinated by any new person."
The Duke is five months old and something of a sheik. He has blue eyes, blonde hair with a reddish tint, a gay manner and a cherubic disposition. He received me in a pair of white rompers with a becoming collar and a little colored embroidery — just enough to be decorative but not effeminate. There was also a pocket. He has a very complete wardrobe, including
a miniature blue polo coat, very tailored and sporting, and a pair of Mandarin pajamas with pants about two inches long. The Duke likes the coat but he thinks the pajamas are a little bit nancy.
Young Gallagher visits the doctor once a month to have his diet adjusted. He's being brought up scientifically, but his jolly nurse doesn't bend over backwards about it. She trots the Duke all over the house with her and even takes him down to the garage and lets him sit in the car. He's something of a sensation seeker and his latest thrill
is motoring — even though the car is standing still. A great kid, the Duke. And a marvelous judge of people. Well, didn't he like
Now with Mary Elizabeth Ann Brown, Joe E. Brown's brand new offspring, I didn't get by so well. It was plain to be seen that the young lady wasn't glad to see me. She was just about to embark on her afternoon airing in a highpowered baby carriage equipped with elegant springs and a brake, \C0nti7med on 'page 54]
Mary Elizabeth Ann Brown doesn't look like her daddy, Joe E. Brown, which is a break for Mary Elizabeth. But she's got his grand grin. Richard Gallagher, Jr., alias "The Duke," is five months old and already a sheik. The other two people in the picture are merely his parents
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