The evening world. Newspaper, June 1, 1922, Page 28

and Players _.By BEDE DUDLEY * (9AM H. HARRIS was a happy man last night. His horse, True Filer, galloped home in front in the first Face at Belmont Park yesterday and i Bam collected enough to try out one Midre play. In addition he experienced & thrill that broke his collar button fd a goodly portion of Broadway Joined him in his elation. For Broad- way had been told by Sam that True Piler was just what his name implies @hd Broadway took a number of true fliers. Abe Levy, General Manager for Mr. Harris, ordered a new suit of elothes ten minutes won, while the office boy altnost bro fats neck getting to a phone to tell his girl something. That advance tn }- formation was out on True Filer ts @videnced by the fact that Mr little daughter went to a book store With « quarter and tried to get It down on the horse. So far as the Bam H. Harris offices are concerned, there was happiness in every nook Otter the horse Levy's ¢ OBSERVATIONS. FGtves fortune Hobart. —Head Tine. Congrats., George! » McIntyre and Heath have a good Ghow, but the plump, brown-skinned lady shoul HIT her high notes to if And there's that “stomach-shirt- ; sleeves" joke! We tried it on “Oh i Henry,” and lost just elghty-three of | our friends. i Beams as though the music critics ; should have handled “The Drums of i} Jeopardy.” Or, is a drum ambidex ' trous? The next time we chase Marilynn } “Miller to ask if she’s going to marry }. and get an indignant denial, we'r j going to grin and laugh right out like \f this: “Har, har! How do they get that way? Incidentally, join you in of- fering thanks when Mathilde Mac and Mary Baker finally get married {) ana settle down Grouchy to-day, eh? i And now they're talking about a Negro in the Ward case woodpile. Well, why not, tf it’s black male? Ah, he's jesting again. Must be happy. No, reader, Leo Marsh is not the great-uncle of Peggy Marsh. Queer how a few gray hairs will start reports about a fellow! There is a‘man among our credi- tors whose name is I. Walker Runn, We don't care which he does if he's headed in the right direction. we'll ‘THE OILY PRINCESS. {A story for the young of heart.) Princess Olga tuned, in RZVWKSY on her radiophone. with “Now,” she said, “I shall hear grand opera."’ “Or Grand Rap! suggested Delos, the Jester. Citizen Hicks of the Royal Order of the Suspender stepped forward. “This can not go on," he sald, bow- ing low. ‘A beautiful thought came to the Princess. She would have sliced to- Matoes for supper. - ) By this time the old King was in a Moot to listen to her. *“Father,"’ said the fair girl, ‘what do the people in Iceland ride?” *cicles,"” replied old King Buga- boo. “He had always claimed he was a ‘wit, or a half-wit, at least. Ihe Princess was perturbed, Her father had spoken and his word was ‘an good as his bonded warehouse. { “How lke the rose,” murmured Princess Olga. At that the radio- phone began to function. A saxo- phone was heard playing "The Livery ' Btable Bives."’ “Ah, my lover!” quoth Ol “Can't you almost see the curry eombs?"" 3! All rushed to the radiophone. But atthat point Mischa, the slave, en- tered and announced that the air was Meeded for the tires of the royal auto. The music stopped; all was still It seemed so absolutely inept. But nore blamed J. Andy White, Potro De Cordoba will be in “The Rivals.” “The Demi-Virgin’, will stop June Four companies next season. Lottie Gee whizzed back from the South last week and rejoined “Shuf- fle Alongs.” Ann Niichols, writer of ‘Abie's Rose,”’ is working on a new play for Fiske O'Hara. Trene Matthews, formerly of “The @, V. Follies,” is going to London goon to be married, ‘Tessa Kosta pf ‘The Rose of Stam- boul,’”’ says she hopes the Babe never has another batting slump. Lota Cheek of Dawson, Ga., has Joined? “Make It Snappy.” Lota Oheek's name ought to help the come- dians out nicely. Raymond Hitchcock has agreed to gppear at tho Lambs’ Gambol at the Knickerbocker Theatre Sunday, June | (To be continued.) GOSSIP. “fhe Nest’’ will close on June 12, “The National Anthem" will be Played in Paris. } i! i Theatrica i News and Gossip | THURSDAY, JUNE 1, 1922 The Evening JOE’S CAR Wau GONNIT, 1 CANT NEEP | MY MIND OFF 1 BEEN { Sittin" Mere FoR AN Hour AROUT IT AND NOT GETTING ANYTHING DONE! —! —,,— ia ‘t= GET 1" RUIN, T WONDER IF MEN AS BAD THINKIN, Wit. Se THE BIG LITTLE FAMILY ——. || Jf /~ Spine out CALAMITY Te, ih i WHY TH! GLoom ° i's Awrur $ OFF my MY BUSINESS ENTIRELY! iT AFFECTS OTHER “Here's No BeFALL Woman — Hat © HAve Not 3 ip 1 DON'T A ir'ke Ws MIND douGn As Ts — —— CAN ) \™ i, } ae 1M L6SING Too DARN MUQH LATELY — - SEVEN - ane Gotta po BETTER! | hy’ way 'M Gone "LEVEN — \ GOSH) 1 migut as were | BE oun THERE DOIN! IT AS SITTIN' HERE THINKING Apout ‘7 Itt It’s a National Ailment j PIDGIN ENGLISH. “You savee English?" asked a lelty man out in Universal City of well-dressed Chinese visitor. The-visitor nodded and the custom- ary sight-seeing trip was started. “Likee meetum film star?’ asked the ‘‘guide."’ The visitor nodded Brain. “Big picture,” explained the scribe, pointing. toward where scenes for “Under Two Flags'' were being made —Big! —— BIG!!"" he repeated; using the same kind of a gesture as that made by an angler in deacribing the fish that got away. “China likee pictures, eh?’’ “My boy.’ answered the Chinese, “T hi made a comprehensive study of visual education in connection with my university work: I am fascinated by the ingenuity of your technicians in the scientific development of the cinema for commercial purposes."’ The press agent needed four big ones before he came to. SHATTERED LINKS. Coincident with the announcement by Goldwyn that work had been started on ‘Broken Chains," the $10,- 000 prize photoplay, came word from Universal to the effect that ‘Broken Chains"’ would be the next starring Cope. 1922 (N.Y. Eve, Wosld) By Press Pub, Co. ip yj WHY Sbu Have NEVER BEEN A a WIDow CALAMITY Qecoenev OF WAR Weeks, WROTE Mary THAT der Tp is id & tlosPrTAL On THE TRAE — SLOWLY “RECOVERING His MEMORY — DONE 4 TT Aere ‘s A LETTER {ReaD FROM “PRIVATE 666 / RHINE WORST GERMANY — AY PoP ¢ GEE, ONE MORE INCH AN THAT FELLER WOULD BE PLAYIN’ A HARP ! AN INSURANCE THESE DAYS |S A uP - Tv 0 YOU WANT To TAKE OUT AN IDENT INSURANCE Policy, EH ? YouR MOM Ss ALL Tiee |e DO You MOTOR oR RIDE HORSE BACK ? [ POEMS OF PREFERENCE | Bill Netch, who in spite of his poems knows @ good deal about poetry, wants that velvet-lined oyster opener. He has entered this contest with the back- ing of all Senator Street, Brooklyn Here's his rhyme: T'm inojined to be a bachelor. I've given little thought About the sort of girl I'd want HEADING HIM OFF. “ HAT was a fine tribute you T paid to the flag."’ “Thanks,"’ said the orator of the evening. “It was a plece of emergency work." “Eh?” “T noticed a fellow in a front seat who ts always heckling me about the tariff. When he thrust his Adam's apple out of his collar and cleared his throat I knew he was getting ready to say something, so I jumped right in on ‘The Star-Spangled Ban- ner.’ '—Birmingham Age Herald are ales PUNCTILIOUS. old colored man in Georgia was asked to attend the fu- neral of a neighbor's wife, and as he had gone to the funerals of both of her predecessors, his own wife was rather surprised when he in- formed her that he had declined the If by Cupid I am caught. But, a8 T have the subject up, This much I'd like to state— I'd like the girl who is on time Whene'er we had a date. A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY, Never throw watermelon rinds out your apartment window until you are sure your landlord is standing below N FOOLISHMENT. His wife once bought a dress. He said it was a dandy. nice new invitation, The bill, however, caused a mess, For some time the old fellow would Oh, landy, londy, landy! give no reason for the refusal, but he ——— could not put the old woman off FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. |inderinitely. Finally, with’some hes “What does a fisherman live on? |itation, he said “His net profits, 1 presume.” » “Well you’ see, Mirandy, I don't The Day’s Good Stories lke to be acceptin’ other folks’ po- liteness when I never have nothin’ of the kind to offer dem in return. Philadelphia Ledger. > A FABLE FOR COLLEGIANS. B had hung his pin—long, dim H ages ago. He had completed the payments on the ring. He was marrying the most wonderful girl in school. On the eve of his wedding he won- dered how things would be a year from that night. He wondored if she would still love him, if he would be 4s crazy about her. Time has a way of going by. AM- other year came—the anniversary of that night. And they were still as crazy about each other. You see, they hadn't been married yet.—Harold @wanson in Juage.* > HINT TO BASHFUL SWAINS. OUNG man, are you wondering If Y the time is ripe to pop the ques- tion to the woman of your heart? A jeweller says his experience sug- gests a way of finding out “Quietly follow the young woman on her next shopping tour downtown,”’ he advises. “If you see her stopping in front of a jeweller's window and gazing at a display of engagement rings your zero hour for going over the top has arrived.""—Detrolt News a TOOK HIS WORD FOR IT. N absent-minded professor re- A turned home from a lecture one night very, very late. His mind was filled with a very knotty problem. Reaching iis room he thought he heard some one under his bed. “Who Is under there?"’ he asked. “No one,” replied the man con- cealed under the bed, The fellow was familiar with the professor's peculiar- ities. “phat's strange.” muttered — the! professor. “I could have sworn J heard somo one under there.”—Judge. eeeeiienmeeee THE OBSTACLE. (From the Clty Btar.) “Tf T loan you §5, what do you aim to do with the money?” asked Gabe Gaw- key of Straddle Ridge, “It don't make no difference to you as Jong as I promise you back," miffedly replied the would-be borrower “Like thunder It¢don't! You might spend it for bone dry licker and drink r, and the chances are that no how much you'd promised you t pay beck. You'd prob'ly be to pay CUT-BACKS. Abe Stern, Vice President of Cen- tury Comedies, is travelling in Ger- many looking over the film situations and bath! ing a bit at Carisbed. Lee Moran's latest is “Quarrelsome Couples." Straphanger’’ film it ' If its half as funny as his 1 be a cuckoo. “Too Many Babies’’ isn’t anything like birth contro! propaganda—its just the name of a new film now being shot. Marie Prevost is busy shooting “The Married Flapper," her next re- lease. T auto race that would make ‘hey say the film contains an Barney Oldfield forget his cigar, John Fox is starting work on a black and white special called ‘Vanilla and Chocolate. ‘The black end of the title is furnished by “Snowball,” a rival of Sunshine Sammy, Joseph Hanabery with his Para- mount producing unit, arrived yester- day work Monday at the Long studios on ‘Missing Million: Mona Cho from the coast and will Bracken, art land City Bracken, daughter of Mrs. famed sculptress, is making her motion picture debut in “The Bit! Mary A: in * Wild Youth,"’ terness of Sweets." nderson will soon be featured an original story to be filmed by Ivan Abramson at the Talmadge Studio In New York. This will be the first time in six years that Miss Anderson has made a picture in the East. Ducks already play all the parte in a com: released. The duck acto’ vehicle for Frank Mayo. It seems that both firms hit upon the same name at about the same I SAID least, it 1s not case of one produc- tion firm trying to live off the adver- tising of another by copping a dupll- cate name or a near-title. Late yesterday it was stated at the Goldwyn office that Universal had graciously agreed to change the name of the Mayo vehicle and thus leave the way clear for Goldwyn to. make and market “‘Broken Chains."* “Broken Chains” is a bad enough title for one fillum—much less two, FEMALE RUTHS. The female tbasebdall nine of the Film Players’ Club, which is to play the Ann Hyatt Nine at the Movie Players’ Carnival at Starlight Park, was out for practice yesterday after- noon, A scrub game went five innings with a final score of 187 to 446 One member of the team knockét a home run bY sending the ball down @ s0wer and insisted upon running around the bases until the ball was recovered. She scored the 186 runs for the losing side. The 446 scored by the winning team doesn’t mean that they crossed the Plate that many times. But 446 is considered a lucky number by tlic captain of the team and so she jus! chose that as her side's score. Ain't that nice?” ~stupipt LOCATIONS. Jacqueline Logan much prefers |o- cationing on the desert sands to be- ing on sea locations. In a previous picture she wis called upon to do a lot of sea stuff by throwing herself into the briny and submitting to being rescued. All went well until the leading man who was supposed to be the Hers with a capital “H,'’ needed rescuing and Jacqueline saved him after hazardous struggle. And so, when she was cast [> “Burning Sands," she was tickled be- cause she said the only thing thar could happen to her leading man there was to be covered up by sand and that digging him out would bh much easier and far safer than pull- ing him out. TRANSLATE D TEMORROW JUST LIKE COOKING. “I am not one of those who insist that the director is tho whole thing in the making of a movie,’ confided Fred Niblo yesterday. As Fred has “The Three Musketeers” and many ™many other big features to his credit, he ought to know. "A director's success would be im possible,” he went on, “without a story of real human. interest and real capable actors. Just like a chef making a delicious pudding, the in gredients must be of the finest qual- ‘ty. But the mixing, the care in seasoning, the temperature of, the ovens—it is in these little details that the great chef differs from the lowly kitchen mechanic in a hash- house. “And it {s the same with directors —only a director must figure to satis time, and that in this instance, at ~ are better than some of the humans we could name. It inn't often that screen writers are bashful, but there is one writer up at the Fox studio who signs all his scripts ‘Mr. X.""| Must be the hus- band of Madame X."" Snub Pollard’s latest comedy, “Uncle Will's Will,"’ is ready for re- lease and is a corker, Harold Lioyd was host to his grand- mother, Mrs. Sara Fraser, eighty years old, at a luncheon the other day. Incidentally, she's mighty proud of her grandson in ‘Grandma's Boy,” his latest comedy. “The principal difficulty in acting before the camera {8 the smallness of the stage,"’ mused a screen player yesterday. Knowing the one who made the remark, we agree that no stage is large enough to hold his cranium. R-C folks say that “motion picture demands on the part of the public runs in cycles.” If they'd only said “fon eycles’’ we'd have been able to write something about “why doesn’t some film company buy-cycles?"' But we refrain. Baby Pegsy has just finished “Tips” —in which she plays the part of a bell-hop in a hotel. We haven't seen it, but It sure sounds good Martha Mansfield w “resgued” from the whirlpools of Hell's Gate the other night while acting in a night scene for the “Queen of the Moulin Rouge'’-—and the waves didn't even muss ber permanent wave, fy the appetites of North, South, East and. West and so, in his output must have New England Boiled Dinners and chill con carne; raw meat and tea biscuits “It's not an easy job when you fig- ure all the angles.” OUT, ROY! OUT! Realism In screen characterization sometimes makes little dents in the otherwise smoothly macadamized roadway of domesticity. Take T. Roy Barneg, f'rinstance T. Roy, when cast for Happy Jack in ‘The Old Homestead” started rais- ing. a seraggly beard. Mrs. Barnes, quite naturally, voiced her disap- proval of the chin hedge, but was calmed down when her husband ex plained it was ‘‘for art's sake."" Recently T. Roy, accompanted by his unmown whisker crop, straggled in, Close to his right heel was the most disreputable looking dog outside of @ cartoon, “What's that?" asked the wife. “That's a dog I found,” said T. Roy, blushing behind the security of his full-blown beard. “I've got to get acquainted with. him before I start the picture. He's got to sleep in the house.’’ “He'll not!" announced Mrs. T. R. “He'll sleep in the garage."" “But, dear,” and T. Roy's voice filtered through his lip fringe, ‘the must be near me so's he'll know m¢ in the picture.” “In the garage!" wift, T. Roy reports that both he and the dox sorter like sleeping in the garage, fust for the change. shot back the f \ \ /