The evening world. Newspaper, August 3, 1920, Page 19

fe Aa peer Te TUESDAY, AUGUST 3, 1920 Bernhardt, Indefatigable, at 76 Writes a Book; Her Greatest Rival, Duse, 61, Asks Pension YOUR Ancestors Come Over ; In the Mayflower? Ship’s Beams Now Part of Old English Hostel | Beer, Wine and Spirits Replaced Tea and Coffee on Memorable Voyage Dr, Rendel Harris, an English Investigator, Claims to Have’ Evi- dence That the Timbers of the Pilgrims’ Seagoing Vehicle How Charlie Chaplin Failed to Make Vince Bryan, Late New York Song Writer and “Fighting Optimist,” Laugh | Martin Green Tells More Hollywood Movie Secrets | | The “Divine Sarah” Radiates Optimism Despite the Loss of One Leg—lItaly’s Premier Actress, Eleanora Duse, Now in Reduced 5a J Circumstances, * Are Now Doing yyy inet syn gama Conriteht, 1020, by nv ee eae Sc I ee So PH H. H. Van Loan, Old Gotham Reporter, Any Old Movie Costs $50,000 to Coorrieht. 1990, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Hrening World) MBRICANS are to have a new and romantic European rendezvous, ay A this summer of 1920, just before the tercentenary celebration of the landing of the Pilgrims, for which extensive plans have been made as! Plymouth, Dr. Rendel Harris, an English investigator, has produced evidence ¢ aa to the final disposition of the timbers of the ship which is a veritable “Ark of the Covenant" to all patriotic Americans, Acquires Gold and Auto, , Produce These Days. ow T is rather a striking coincidence that Sarah Bernhardt and Eleanore | ] Duse, two of the world’s greatest actresses, have recently had the lime- leht of the world turned upon them, % But what a contrast! ‘The one at the age of seventy-six, active, keen and awake to all the ‘world, hae written a novel of her own life and promises to write a play, while Mme. Duse, who ts but sixty-one, is ill and has been forced to ask the Italian Government for a pension as an officer’s widow. STAEte Lor 1S CAST i Accoming to Dr, Harris, these timbers form a part of a beautiful strue + ‘ TRY To MAKE_ME LAUGA- —= <j eS SELEANOR® DUSE Both actresses have been the grvat- est of their day. Both have played Camille and the same roles in the leading dramas. Both have loved and ‘been loved aa perhaps no other two women by their numerous admirers. ‘Phe contrast les in the fact that both @re teeming with memoirs, but oniy Bernhardt seems able or ready to Bive them to the worid. “Lave together but don’t get mar- ried,” was the startling advice Mme. Bernhardt gave through the columns of The World in 1909, “When a man feels that he is bound to a woman tho ‘union in most casce becomes irksome. As long as both are firee they continue jto love, for the vorx uncertainty of ‘yetaining a cherished possession makes one guard \t the more carefully.” And in 1916 in an interview for ‘The Bening World she sald: “I mother at seventeen and a grand mother at forty-two. I pity women who wait till they are twenty-five to become mothers. They deprive them- nelven of life's greatest Joy. They aro old women before their daughters are grown up” Now, Bernhardt has written a novel entitled “The Little Idol," whose pup- Hoation will begin Sunday in the newspaper Excelsior. I? 1s reported to cover the events and personalities of Frenoh life under eo thin a ‘is- guise as to be easily recognized. The was SARAMN BERNHARD Recwmita Sine famous actress has already dabbled in painting and sculpture, but this is her first excursion into literature. Just how much she will tell of her love affairs, of the parentage of her non Maurice, of Qlairin, of Mucha or legen will soon be revealed. Bernhardt’s only husband whom “she marr ques Damala gave her much cause for jealousy, and despite her own love affairs sho separated from him soon after her marriage Later she was reconciled to him, and he died with his head upon her shoul- der, Duse, whose all.powerin Gabriele d’Annunzto ne though she vowed she would love for r died, kill him, suff most bitterly from the stings of love. Duse too had one child, a daughter. The little girl was born in wedlock to an Itallan journalist named Cooch!. But for Duse there was only one great love. Perhaps Duse would have suffered less when she lost the love of young d'Annunzio fhad not written thelr love in . “He has love and sold itt” cried Du: 4 “lo w Lubin n she sald, 1 dose of his own 1 her lovers in Mme. them Jean Worth, il of Paria, put for woman there Ia but one real Berhhardt ehe w: i many wedded to her a ng in her now. Bernhardt will always be nwake, A book at seventy- six or a play at etghty will be no feat for her. lovers, Her art but The fare Farm ty Copretaht, 1920, by The Prem Wublisking Co, (The New Xork Bronlug World) 66] DON'T care what you say, but ] we've really got to go some- where!” said Mre Jarr peevish- ly, a8 she fanned herself by the open window, “Come hare, Wille Don't you Be + to go take @ nice, cool bath “I avn't want to take any bath!” declared the Uttle boy. “very time 1 go to take a bath somebody comes tm and washes me.” “Don't you want to take a bath, baby?” asked Mrs. Jarr of the little girl. “No, I don’t,” said the Mttle girl promptly.. “It gets my hair wet.” “Why do iadies, young or old, ob- foot to getting their hair wet?" asked Mr, Jarr. “Well,” replied Mra Jarr, “you would know why if you had the dis- comfort of it, But, as 1 was saying, wo've got to go somewhere fér the looks of things. What oan we say when people ask us ‘Where did you go this summer?" “Tell them wo went to the Thou- sand Islands or the Canadian Ro ies or way up in Maine,” suggosted Mr. Jazr. “Oh, that’s all well enough If one lives in a private how “ seplied Mra, Jurr{ “But you can't do it in a flat. Hyerybody knows your business in a fat “| can't seo how living in a private house mekes any difference,” re- marked Mr. Jarr, it makes all the difference in the vorld,” said Mrs. Jarr. “When the vinses had private house they seidom went anywhere. They used to have the plank door and window shutters brought up from the base- ment earlyrin July, and the front of the house boarded up made people think they were at Newport. They could slip out at night and buy things, but they bad to be careful to come out by the area, and roughly dressed, that people might think it was the caretaker’s family, “It was Cora Hickett and her mother and thelr brother Aubrey the one who won't work when he's offdred anything, because he is deter- mined not to let anything interfere with career, you know—the one who plays the plano—who lived next door and betrayed them, That's why the Biyinses und Hicketts hate each other #0.” “The women kiss when they meet," gaid Mr. Jarr. As this was a matter that amount- e@ to nothing among women, Mrs. Jarr did not even discuss tt, but went on with the refreshing narrative of how the feud between those noble families of Biyins and Hickett began, the Hicketts suspected the Biv- inses were in their house, which was all boarded up, summer before last,” sald Mrs, Jarr, “and they lstened with thetr ears close to the’wall tll they made sure of it, then they re ported to the police that the family next door to them were away for the summer and that thieves had broken in and were packing things up to tale away, “The pollee came around and broke in and there was Mrs, Bivins and her daughter Stella with their hair in plaits and wearing bedroom slippers and two old tea gowns and drinking lemonade with the gas lit, for the house was dark, boarded up in front and with the blinds down in the back, “And @ crowd collected, and Mf, Bivins and Stella had hysterics And the Hicketts came in with smelling salts and pretended to be so sorry But the police gave them away, and the Bivinses knew the Hicketts had e it all on purpose, and, while the Bivinses do not discuss the matter, know they are just walting to get even," “Well, what say we go caniping out as takers In a boarded house?” sald Mr, Jarre, “Our fr will think we're out of town.” But Mro, suggestion. dJarr only sniffed at the WILL TAM! TRY TO MAKE ME LAUGA! By Martin Green, (Staff Correspondent Evening World.) Mt, 900, by ‘The Brees Publidring Oo, ho New York Erening World). LOS ANGELES, July 26.—The do- mand for specialized brains in the creation—not the manufacture—ot motion pictures opens up @ fleld of endeavor to oompetent journalists which promises to haye Its effect in every metropolitan newspaper office in the country before another year has rolled around. ‘The fundamentals of the right kind of a nowspaper article or editorial are terseness, accuracy and contin- ulty. Now York newspaper men are rap- idly entering the fleld of writing mo- tion picture stories and scenartoa for the Hollywood Studios and are quite tn control of the technical work of preparing scripts for actors ‘and di- rectors and writing the titles which Mlustrate the stories as they are un- folded to audiences on the screen, Probably the most conspicuous suc- cess scored by New York happy ex- {les in creative film work fs that of H. H, Van Loan, who was a reporter on Tho Hveaing World not so very long ago, dabbling in writing for tho movies as a side line until the mov- tes got him, Now they are coming to Van Loan and he writes his own ticket for his services, Van Loan has recently butlt @ beautiful house in Glendale, a moun- tain suburb, His car ts always wait~ ing. Just at present he is in New York closing contricts which will keep him busy out here for months. A moving picture that doesn’t make good is ubout the deadest thing in the world, Almost any sort of a p tentious production costs $50,000 nowadays, of the movies may say that it {a m- possible to write a moving picture that exhibitors won't buy, but the record of complete failures 1s long and harrowing. For that reason the business of producing pictures 1s drifting exclusively into the hands of specialists who can forecast the fu- ture of a screen enterprise with some degree of surety—although few ures have been put out carrying ances of positive financial success. such a sure fire producer as Chaplin ,antictpates with dread the exhibitich of his next ple ture, which will be the most am- bitious of his career, He says he has already selected the mountain peak from which he will leap if the public doesn't accept his offering, Tom Geraghty, whose reportorial footprints are ‘still vistble along Fark Row and around Herald is another prominent In New York newspaper man who came out h grappled with the creative nd of the game and conquered it Geraghty i# more or less of a free- lance, although the Lasky-Famous Players Corporation is taking most of his work at present, Fred Bingham—or {s it Fre anyhow he was the managing editor of the Paris Herald for a number of This is the third of a series by Martin Green, in which the intimate truths about the cinema industry are revealed. Read this story and the others which follow and get the biggest surprise of your life. years and worked newspapers recently—is one of the standby@ in the scenario department. of the Goldwyn Company, which scenario department, by the way, stands off all by itself in a combined forest and flower garden and ts equipped with every convenience and on New York This Dimpled Darling Shows Us How to Re- duce the High Cost of Bathiag Suits. ISS INDIA HUGHES of Los Angeles, Cal, registered a most ingenious protest against the high cost of bathing suits, She made one from an old sugar sack, which cost her only 15 cents and a few hours’ work, and was as pretty a8 a more expensive one. She looked 0 charming in it that it is expected girls will take up the fad, a real dent will be made in the bath- ing suit business, » ew comfort that ‘the most brainworker could desire, One of the best-known newspaper reporters in New York in recent years was Bert Le Vino. Out here he is known as Albert Shelby Le Vinog a scenarlo expert of the Metro forces. He lives with his charming family In a home that would be a show place in Larchmont, plays golf every morning @ couple of hours be- fore he goes to his desk and parks one of the snappiest cars in Holly- wood; all in three years and a half, Albert Shelby 1s one of a class in- valuable to the moving pictufe in- dustry, He is a fighting pessimist, What ts a fighting pessimist? Answer: A fighting pessimiat {9 @ writer who Is persistently dissatisfied with his own work and everybody else's work. He is a free and con- scientious critic and they have to listen to him, When it comes to the final trial of a film in the Metro studio the responsible party asks: “What does Le Vino think of it?” “Well,” says, mayhe, Percy Heath, who Is a sort of Simon Legree tn the Metro dceyario department, “Le Vino thinks it may go." "Then, for God's sake,” shouts the responsible party, “let it go. It must be good." But, take Vince Bryan, the well- own New York song writer, who was born over on the west side next door to Yince Treanor and was as much a part of New York as Colum- bus Circle fs until he succumbed to the lure of the movies, he ts a fight- ing optimist. For a long time one of his self-imposed tasks was to start Charlie Chaplin on a day's work full of good cheer and laughter. exacting The fighting pessimist of the Chaplin outfit Is Billy Reeves, who will be remembered. by hundreds of thousands of New York vaudeville fans ag the laughable stage souse. Iteeves has created merriment the world over by his portrayal of a gentleman in a high hat amd a bran- migan sietently trying to break his ne Hy nature, Reeves ts the soul of gloom—and ‘tt ig he who ti in first when Chaplin reaches his studio in the morning. Naturally Chaplin, who absorbs temperament, would go on the lot full of Re forebodings until Vinee Hryan took a hand and cheered Charlie up by telling him funny stories and reciting impromptu ve . All went well until one day Vince contracted pneumonta or some- thing and didn't show up; he didn’t chow up until the thimt day, and when he did show up his face looked Nike the soul of the British Empire at the time when Field Marshal Hatg announced to the world that the Al- ics were fighting with thelr backs to the wall, Vin old chap,” said Chartie, ‘ou don't appear to be quite fit, if . know wh “Say, thunder grabbing the little comedian by the shoulders and looking him in the eyes, “you make the whole world laugh, don't you Why," replied Chaplin, with due modesty, “I've been—er—told #0." “Then,” double thundered Bryan, “try to make me laugh, will yah, Try to make me laugh.” -——_—_--- worn, worm-eaten old oaken beams proofs are The of the held ship's ri perts who hay declare they were The letters “Har of the beams, and, according records, the Mayflower's destination was Harwich. seem to be marks on som tackle, Ex- ets and A COUPLE or MOORS “> GOING To WORK NO Wri LO aNa! os Bae abdiss. ‘sé IN'T it funny,” sald Tiuctle beams which inay be. intended A the ‘Waitress, as the Sinify the "Mayflower" emblem. i According to @ neighborhood tradi. Friendly Patrgn cracked a tion, a Quaker fotmerly lived in the roll with the hamdié of his knife, vicinity and followed thé profession “how @ peram in a public position of shipbreaker—that is, he obtained . the tuner from old ships and sokl it like mo 1s apt to get off wrong NOW to "éne farmers’ of ,the surrounding and thei country, who were giad to buy be- “What's happened?” he asked caine of a taming in hom ecowe oak “Oh, nothing much, I guess,’ re- hich really makes a quite respect~ 1 r able array of evidence, and it ds hint- plied Lucile. “Only I did a lot of wi'tnat Dr. Harris hes stil’ other talking in here a while ago that proofs which hr 4 reveal next Sep= never got me nowhere,” tember in Plymout! “How was that?” The tast notable Mayflower relle to ow u y bo uncarthed was the #o-called “Log “Well, I'm busy shooting the pastry oF tne Mayflower,” the actual tigte of when in comes Jennie, a girl who Winch 4s, "History af Plymouth Plan- used to work here. She's got a min tations, Contalning an Account of the . Voyage of the Mayflower,” and writ. iain Lip sae wit Some Gey tae teh by Gov. William Bradford, In 1897 der @ bunoh of food. Now, I'm wise this manuscript wae orlered restored to the fact that Jennie has told Henry to America by the English and Binkerman, the fat chauffeur who Drought here by Pfomas F. Dagny drives for the Red and Bslue, that former Ambassador of the Court St. James's. sho'll marry him. So when I see her St 2MNNnh | tis contempomary reo- with this strange guy I'm a little are. oq. the Mayflower finally soiled from It ain't ettiket at all. After a while I Plymouth, Sept. 6, 1620, 0° put back once and received jnurt coe . ve. ‘How's thteP!lsrims who first ‘had sot @ail in Howdy, Jennie, I says ‘How's ty6*unseaworthy Speedwell, It often Henry? has been said that judelog by the "She kinda blushes, ‘All guess,’ she says. . “‘Sponged him off the slate? aust. “Not exactly,’ she tells me, looking down at the poison card, “Playing ‘em double, eh? I says, right, 1 number of ostensible descendants, the Mayflower muet have been tore ded than any aodern tmmigrant but, according to I ford’s list of passengers, there were 1° r with just @ touch of sneer in my voice, "‘No, I ain't,’ she replies, Then she adds: <Why don't you go rattle your dishes? 'T wasn't Hope that they let out of en . the other evil#—but Divorce “That gets my goat in the extreme 9 Here I am trying to stand up for Whe traditional discomfort of 1 of white-souled Innocence {s ay nothi ern Young Woman when she meets a Henry and her talking like that give her one look, musculine crusader for the single “Listen, lady,’ T 8, ‘thie dupll- standard of morality cate perfidy won't get youany medals, Why Ie it that the man with the the You're a fine one,’ to flirt with every ‘Forget it, friend,’ gays her escort, "This young woman aud me are BOING " ]r you touch to take a trip and we come in here to moonlight, eat, not to disouss gentlemen friends.’ joe ‘Tm flabbergasted, For & minute ~ OF course, I can't spout. Then I find my voles arways and shoot back. hor tra a “1 know this girl! I enya. ‘I ain't there ts such n cen her for aix months but I know dumb by surp she's got @ close friend in a fellow that I like. She oughta be ashamed of herself.’ ” “Then it happens. ma girl in hie office? them, sea-foam, they vanieh— dew, summer thing as being struck Marriage but m may be heaven or hell, often it is an emotional from which fervent pray- mt begins to P Jonnte Pp fob. ‘Lay off me, Lucile,’ she says. tiéman: A per- ‘This{ man’s a officer, He's going to takes off his hat take/ me to tho Bedford leform ladies are pres- Hohool beonuse I wore somebody elao's Eiht, put who takes hia clear out of hat away from the store.’ hy th “Well, there you are! The tears real test of conjugal affection, come Into my eyes, too." these duyigis whether she sends you ‘What did you do? asked tho with a sufMe into heb clean kitehen Fricndjy Patron. to fracture the Eighteenth Amend- What did T do?’ replied Lucile. ment “Say, L just throwed my arms around — Intuition js what tells a gitl that that ‘poor little thing and give her a a inan is Kolng to kiss her—and what big kisg. She's got a old mother on s hin not to ask permission Tenth Avenue. Hurry up and order Tho motto of every “poor little your dessert, please, I gotta get over woman": Lf at first you don't sug- and ese the old lady,” ¢ Oped, ory, Gry mammal \ t me ture known a# Old Jordan's Hostel at Seagreen, in part of the hull and deck of the Ma: rr. iduced to uphold this theory: ’ ey ins showing that they once only about ninety, inoludinis examined the wood @2d some children, once ship's timber. are found on one They tan into much to the Suffered agonies frou ceasickoess in- Most romantic clue of all, there are certain decorations on some of the to. bee) ckinghamshire, \ ‘The f are believed bY Dr. ‘And the following supporting the Ro ipeocadpry ie bei ed, duced by the North Atlantic gales, ) During one etorm the ship aedied im pych danger thet the sailors aur. ured and wished to turn (back, and’ & mutiny was narrowly averted, Their food was of the moat tive variety, and not too Mt conslat: butter, cheese, smoked herring, emoki con, dried neat's ton; t ie Mush oatmeal, ruit, peas, malt beef and pork, bacon, spiced 4lso cabbage, turnipa and be cooked in But, at least, Probit sanong the Pilgrims’ “eea of ie’ and we read with envy that wine and spirits took the ‘place of tea and coffee. 4 Early in November, after two months et gea in a boat with which nowadays we should Island Bound, ti pe Save Gol, seaching iia taker Now And the quaint old chronicle of the Fast one Doom eens Wanen bie tue God of heaven who bad; br thom vvee the vast and furl. ous ocean.” Surdly no Am who goes abroad will miss seeing part of lustrious heritage whieh now talned in the structure known Jordan's Hostel. bis s1- 13 ent ae OF Maxims of a Modern Maid By Martusrite Mooen Marchal Copyriaht, 1020, by ‘The Pres» Publishing Co (The New York Evening World), Pandora's box, as @ mitigution of all the cynical bachelor in the presence ing to the embarrassment of the Mod- ition was not | <r egmnr