Evening Star Newspaper, May 28, 1922, Page 86

28, 1922. WASHINGTON, D. C.—_ROTOGRAVURE SECTION_—MAY THE SUNDAY STAR, .THE LAND OF MAKE BELIEVE Copyright: 1922: By the Chicago Tribune. “And Then. Let’s See. The Girl Says To The Cther Guy No. 1 Guess It Wasn t The Other Guy After All; It Was The Man She Threw Over In The First Act She Says. “You Can't Torture My Soul Any Longer.” Or Something Like That And Then Three Of The Soldiers Come In And Rescue Her Then In The Next Act It All Turns Out To Pe A Cream And The Man Wakes Up In A Chair By The Fire You Haven't Seen It. Have You>" At This Point In Our Narrative The Beautiful Yourg Lady. Whose Thoughts Have Been Far Far Away. Will Rouse Herself And Make A Brave Show Of Friendly Interest And Make Believe She Heard It All -She Will Probably Say. “Yes. Indeed. Fennimore, 1 Think She Sounds AWFULLY Nice—-Bring Her Around Some Time™ “My Dear. You've Been In My Mind All Winter | ong. And l've Peen Meanirg To Return Your Call. But You Know How It Is First There Was The Christmas Shopping. And Then Christmas And New Year with The Children Home. And Then There Was Lent. And It Just Loes Seem As Though One NEVER Gets A Chance To [Zo The Things One Really Wants To Co!”" - Just Two Lovely. Lovelv Women. Making Balieve They Are Mad About Each Other Ciresrv el .ty This Is Ore Of Those Apartment House Interiors That Pretends To Be A Lot Of Thirgs It Isn't The Imitation Stone Mantel Would Have You Believe You Are In A Medieval Chateau Instead Of Apannfint 6B In The "Chatelaine Hall " Apartment ouse “Now, Evelyn. That's No Fair -You've GOT To Go Back In The Corner Till We Say ‘Ready’!—We re Making Believe You're The Little Baby, And You Aren't Supposed To Be Born Yet!” The Boy In The Center Is Pretending — Not Very Suc- cessfully- That's He's A Hard Guy Who Slouches And Sgits. But The Unfeeling Youth With The Dead Cigar ette In His Mouth Has Just Stage Whispered. “Oh Clarence. Kiss Me. Dear’'—Boy Number One. We Fear Will Be Troubled With An Inferiority Complex For The Rest Of The Day “Say. You Oughta Been Along!—Art And I Got Seats In A Box, And Gee! I Got One Of The Chorus Girls So Fussed She Couldn't Cance! — Two Other Girds Got Winkin' And Makin' Signs At Us To Meet 'Em After The Show — Good _Lookin’ Girls, Too!—Believe Me Fella, Before That Show Was Over We Had The Whole Comp'ny Playin’ Moving Picture Star, Making Believe To Us!" — Art, The She's A Great, Great Actress—She's Chronic Y. M. C. A. Getting Away With It. Too—See Her Hound. Pretends He's An In The Role Of A Society Debutante Awful Cewl With The dy Pretendi To Licking Her Lips And Registering Ladies—A Regular Young Ly e Bean, Distaste For The Hollow Social Game RASCAL, That's What 1iful Vision, Oriental —How She Lorgs For The Wild, Free HE Is'—And Maybe He Obalisk And Houri, All Northwest And The Mounted Police! Isn't Hard To Please— In One . A Great BIG Mounted Policeman Wasn't A Single Girl In The Game Of “Let's Pretend” Starts In Childhood. But It's A Who Will Win Her Respect By Chok- Last Year's Ziegfeld “Fol. - Grear’ Game For Grownups. Too—Take Jennie Belle. For In ing Her—Wait Till The Next Reel lies.” Not A Single Girl 1, ce “She's Having SUCH A Good Time Making Believe she Andjroulleeitea A SWould 1Be ISEER Is An Artist In Greenwich Village 1ith-—No, Oiree! “What YOU ought to do is to go and say ‘Eliza, Neither Mr. Rodent Nor Myself Can TOLERATE Such Waste In The Kitchen!—The Trouble With You Women Is You Con’t Look At The Servant Problem Squarely’—So-Called Master Of The House Making Believe Rule With A Rod Of ‘Iron. The Littie Woman Isn't Saying Much—She's Heard It Before And She Isn't Greatly Interested