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Wm. Powell.
★★★By VIRGINIA VALE ★★★
N OW it’s William Powell who
threatens to shake the dust
of California from his feet and
take up his residence in England,
and all because of taxes. He says
that 75 per cent of what he makes
goes that way, and that he'd like
to hang on to more than 25 per cent
of what he earns—which seems rea
sonable enough. So it
looks as if he might
spend six months in
England and six here,
and if that means
that we will see him
in fewer pictures it’s
bad news indeed. He’s
at the height of his
popularity at present
—and after seeing
him in “Rendezvous”
I think you’ll agree
with me that he
should be seen more
often. It’s one of those pictures that
just must not be missed. Of course,
tlie gossips are inclined to wonder if
tliis means that the romance between
Bill and Jean Harlow is definitely
over. Others say that he’s liked Eu
rope, alwa5 T s, and has wanted to live
there.
And I recall meeting him for the
first time, years ago, when he had
just returned from a European va
cation. At luncheon, in his hotel
suite, he was tastefully clad in a
black silk lounging robe with flashes
of red about it—the three women in
terviewers, all accustomed to film
stars though they were, were just a
bit goggle-eyed when they first caught
sight of that dashing robe. But Pow
ell was so thrilled over Florence,
(Florence, Italy, not a girl!) that he
couldn't think of anything else. He
wanted to live there. Perhaps he
still does—maybe that’s one reason
for this threatened departure.
—*—
Rudy Valley’s not going to make that
picture, “Lucky Me’’; won’t go to Cali
fornia because his wife would start legal
trouble all over again.
—★—
Pert Kelton, whom you've seen in
several pictures—her next one is “An
nie Oakley,” witli
Barbara Stanwyck—
made all Broadway
laugh the other day.
She’d been known
there as a stage act
ress, a brunette; she
reappeared as a
blonde, a3 guest of
honor at the weekly-
luncheon of a group
of motion picture men,
and this is the story
she told, which ev
eryone present has
been telling ever since. Mrs. Mor-
iow, years ago, had asked the elder J.
P. Morgan, an old friend, to tea. Be
fore he arrived she took her daugh
ters, then very small girls, aside, and
warned them that they were not to
say anything about his nose—a very
large, bulbous nose. They weren’t
even to stare at it. They were just
to come in and speak to him, and
then excuse themselves and go up
stairs.
Came the day, with Mr. and Mrs.
Morrow chatting with Mr. Morgan.
The eldest daughter came into the
drawing room, said “How do you do?”
to Mr. Morgan, very politely, and
left. In came Anne, who was to grow
up and become Mrs. Lindbergh. She
said “How do you do, Mr. Morgan,"
very pleasantly, was told by the elder
ly financier that she’d grown amaz
ingly, and then she excused herself
and started for the stairs. At the
foot she paused, fascinated eyes on
his face. “Well, good-by, Mr. Mor
gan,” she said. And again, half-way
up, still gazing at his face. “Well—
good-by, Mr. Morgan,” and he replied,
cordially, “Good-by, Anne.”
Mrs. Morrow, so goes the story, was
bn tenter hooks. If only the child
would go on, without making some
awful reference to his nose! At last
Anne disappeared from sight. And
Mrs. Morrow, turning again to the tea
table and picking up a chp, was hor
rified to hear herself saying,
“Mr. Morgan, do you take cream and
sugar with your nose?”
★
“The Adventures of Frank Merri-
well” is a picture that’s guaranteed
to make old-time movie goers feel
older than ever. For three of the
young men connected with It are
House Peters, Jr., Wallace Reid, Jr.,
and Allan Hersholt, son of Jean.
★
ODDS AND ENDS . . . Al Jolson says
he’s not superstitious, but he wouldn’t
start his new picture, “Singing Kid," on
the 13lh . . . Freddy Bartholomew is
spending his time getting acquainted
with the Great Dane that will appear
with him in “Little Lord Fauntle-
roy” . . . 20th Century-Fox will call Fred
Allen's new picture "Totcn Hall To
night" . . . They do say that Constance
Bennett is being awfully nice to news
paper reporters, for a change, since her
contract wasn't renewed . . . Palsy Kelly’s
to be starred . . . There’ll be no more
“Buck Rogers" on the air after December
16 . . . Leslie Howard's daughter, who
broadcast with him so successfully last
spring, may rnuke a picture for Para
mount.
Stanwyck.
lUJten all through the house
Hot a creature uias stirring
hot eoen a mouse;
I MPATIENTLY Louise shoved the
steaming pans and kettles into the
warming oven. Looking down the
driveway as she had done for almost
two hours, she exclaimed:
“Of course Horton called that he
might be late. But what is keeping
sister and Hal, and Aunt Jen, Uncle
dim. Betty and Clyde? Six people in
vited to a Christmas dinner and all of
them late! Accident? Surely not all
of them in a heap along the roadside
unless each bumped into the other
hurrying because they are late to our
dinner!” Louise was smiling even be
fore a honk sent her outside.
"Horton, please drive me to Larion
crossroads Maybe we’ll meet sister
“Drive Me to Larion Crossroads. Maybe
We Will Meet Sister.”
and Hal. Maybe they will know why
the others are delayed. Sort of a news
center at the crossroads, anyway.”
“PshawI Don’t worry They prob
ably think you will not have dinner
promptly at 1 o'clock—”
“But I told each one that vve would
have dinner promptly because I thought
you boys might wish to hear the pro
gram at Baxter. I)o you suppose they
have all gone to the festival before
corning here?”
“That’s it. exactly! Let’s go, too!
Then we can all come home together to
a grand Christmas reunion dinner,”
Horton interrupted.
“Come home to cold turkey, dressing,
and potatoes reunion dinner, you
mean,” Louise snapped.
Hurrying home and eating lunch, Hor
ton, with Louise a bit reluctant, started
for Baxter, where a special festival of
Christinas music and drama, an annual
community affair, for many years be
tween rival towns, would be presented
it the Community Center playhouse.
Prizes were awarded to best produc
tions from the two towns.
“The guests must have misunder
stood my letter. Whatever it is, they
have all ‘misunderstood together,' Lou
ise Whined during applauding for the
Edgewood performers in which Horton
blistered his hands, clapping for his
home community.
He seemed unsympathetic to lionise s
further peevish questions:
“But not one of our guests are here
that 1 can see. Do you glimpse Uncle’s
bald head, or sister’s fur, or Betty’s
red hat?”
li ING up the Pole and telephone
l I Without a moment’s puuse,
Or by the wireless make it known
To dear old Santa Claus,
That I'apu’s Boy und Mumu’s Joy,
And Sister’s Precious Mite,
U hile glad bells clung will gaily hang
His stocking up tonight!
“Ting-ling! Ting-ling! Hello, hello!
Is that you Santa, dear?
Be sure your reindeer hear your ‘Whoa’!
When you are passing here.
What’s that? You'll come und bring a
drum,
A Jumping-jack und bull.
And other toys for little boys?
Dear Saint, you’re best of all!"
"I is Chnstmus morn, and to his shop
Old Santa homeward flies;
'Tis five o’clock, but open pop
The baby’s roguish eyes.
We’re dead for sleep, bill out we creep,
And dress ut once to gel
What Santa kind, has left behind
For Toddlekins. our pel.
From Pole to Pole there s surely not
A babe more pleased than he.
And how he crows, the happy tot.
And gurgles in his glee.
The jumping-jack, the ducks that quack.
The drum, the horns, the ball,
The chicks that peep, the horse, the sheep.
He tries to eat them all!
On this his first glud Christmas lark.
The toys with blocks he pelts,
He makes old Noah wish the Ark
Had landed somewhere else!
A soldier blue he breaks in two,
A puncture gives the drum.
He fills the air with tegs and hair,
And then—he sucks his thumb!
The Sand-Man’s surely come to town.
And soft is muvver’s lap;
Clear up the wreck and snuggle down.
’Tis time to take a nap.
Then rock-a-hye, dose each blue eye.
Rest, my darling, rest!
(He’s fast asleep, with baby sheep
Hugged tight against his breast!)
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daughter-in-law, at exactly six o’clock!
“YVe were determined to be on time
for dinner,” Aunt Jen called inno
cently.
“Yes, you are in time—to help nurse
these Injured strangers,” Louise an
swered, trying not to look discomfited.
“Jim had too bad a cold to go to the
program at Baxter. So Clyde said he
would drive our car and we would all
come together. Clyde could not get
away from the store until noon. We
thought you would probably go to the
program if we were not here to hinder
during the afternoon. And we’d get
here in time for your six o’clock din
ner. Let us help make these Injured
After the program Horton and Lou
ise watched every means of exit for
their guests, then hurried home, arriv
ing at five o’clock. At sight of the
left-over dinner. Louise sobbed:
“Never saw such a frost What on
Adam’s earth could have happened?
What have we— have I done to deserve
such snubs?” She was almost suspi
cions that Horton had something to do
with the absence of their guests. She
leaped to the jangling of the tele
phone. Anything was better than si
lence—or was it?
“Ye—yes—yes — we’ll be there —at
once!” The receiver clicked.
“Horton, hurry. Someone needs you
—at Herald’s Corners. Hal called. No,
Hal and sister are not hurt, but some
one else. Yon run on and I’ll stay to
prepare beds.”
Horton, Hal. and Louise's sister soon
arrived with a man, woman, and small
child who had been buried under an
automobile after being struck by a hit-
and-run driver When Hal found them,
hours before, they were unconscious.
After return to consciousness the doc
tor had consented for Hal to drive
them to Horton's for the night, as no
hospital was nearer.than one hundred
miles.
While administering to the injured
ones in tire spotless beds Louise pro
vided, Uncle Jim and aunt Jen ar
rived with Betty and Clyde, son and
“Yes, You Are in Time—to Help Nurse
These Injured Strangers.”
ones comfortable. Or, we’ll get the
dinner on the table while you attend
them,” Aunt Jen rattled on.
“The date of the dinner’s coldness
seemed not to matter. One thing I’ve
learned, that a cold dinner is no less
palatable after eight hours, than for
two hours’ wait. It’s all because of
two times—two dates for dinner—
12 o’clock—arid six o’clock! Two things
learned today!" Louise recited to her
self the text of the letter sent to her
guests, and as nearly as she could re
member It was worded:
“Can you come for Christmas
dinner? Come early If the men
wish to go with Horton to the pro
gram at Baxter. We women will
gossip the afternoon away until
the men return. Dinner promptly
then 1"
“Dinner at six—for six late guests!
But it all turned out right. The poor
people were rescued by Hal’s coming
in the afternoon. Hal said that since
be had the aftdrnoon for driving he
would leisurely drive by way of Her
ald’s Corners to see the new viaduct
Just completed. You and I, dear, at
tended the program together. Uncle
Jim needed a driver. Next time I’ll
make it plain which dinner hour to ex
pect my guests—at one o’clock or at
six o’clock on Christmas!” Louise
smiled the next day after the injured
strangers were on their way, arid the
guests had returned to their homes
© Western Newspaper Union.
Uncommon
Sense I John BUk .
©. Belt Syndicate.—WNU Service
ON HIS WAY
Green—Going away this Christmas?
Wise—No, but I guess I’ll go away
ght after Christmas.
Green—Where to?
Wise—To jail as a bad debtor.
It does not take a young married
woman very long to discover the truth
of the adage that tin
Art and way to a man's heart
the Range ,s through his stonr
ach. If said married
woman acts on this principle her
chances of happiness are many times
as great as they would be if she just
slapped any food that was handy
down on the table, and burst into tears
if her nran refused to eat it.
Cooking Is an art, * but It is not a
difficult art.
Any girl with average Intelligence
can master it if she tries. But if she
begins by regarding it as jusl some
thing to be done and over with so she
can go back to thinking about what
she is going to wear the next time
she goes downtown, she will end by
making her husband wish he had re
mained a bachelor.
* * •
When a husband complains, not
once, but day after day about the food
that is set before him, his wife had bet
ter beware.
Some day he is going to rebel, and
/hen the divorce court will not be far
removed.
The girl who begins by learning the
rudiments of plain cooking, then takes
up the chemistry of food so she will
not set indigestible and often harm
ful messes before her mate, will stand
an excellent chance of happiness.
Part of the happiness will come from
the contentment of her life partner.
The rest of It will proceed from her
own good health.
Let her beware when the head of the
family suggests night after night that
It would be fun to go out and eat din
net- in a restaurant just for a change.
That is evidence that the home
menu is getting pretty deadly.
In such n case two people whe
might have lived together like turtle
doves are on the point of dissatisfac
tion with each other.
• * *
I believe In higher education for
women, and In equality of the sexes.
But neither of these can be main
tained very long if the local cuisine is
such that quantities of bicarbonate of
soda must later on be consumed before
those who partake of It can sleep com
fortably at night.
If you are an engaged man, get your
fiancee to cook a sample meal for you
some time.
And If It Is a bad meal, you had
better break off the engagement be
fore It Is too late.
Health and happinness depend largely
on eating. And they cannot be come by if
you don’t get the right kind of food
served in the right kind of way.
* * *
Fifteen or twenty years ago the
eastern and middle western part of
the United States
Battling grew many thou-
Bugs sands of straight
symmetrical chestnut
trees, which made still more beautiful
a naturally beautiful landscape.
Today, not one of those trees Is left
Bugs, which science never found a
means to combat, has destroyed them
all.
Today another bug Is attacking the
elms—the most beautiful of all trees,
and unless a means Is found to stop
raids of the bugs, these giants of the
earth may go the way of the chest
nuts.
Man is endowed with the gift of
mind. Bugs have no mind at all. Yet
insects continue a relentless fight for
their living, and are still a challenge,
to mankind.
* * •
The scriptural admonition “In the
sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread"
was issued thousands of years ago.
It still must be heeded If man Is to
continue to exist on this planet.
Doubtless, it was man’s greed which
stripped the plnins of the vast, roving
aerds of buffaloes, which If conserved
might have given us a continuous food
supply.
It is possilble, too, that If man bad
devoted as much time to combating
the crawling hungry things that now
threaten his existence as he did in
slaying the greater part of the game
that roved over the country when he
first came here, we should be free from
a serious peril.
But man is by nature a destroyer.
Powder and shot, after they had
taken a heavy toll of the Indians, were
lireefed at ducks and geese, quail and
prairie chicken, elk and deer.
And In the meantime these creeping
*hingif which now menace his existence
were left to their own devices.
Every farmer knows the menace of lo-
usls, grasshoppers and chinch bugs.
But not every farmer knows the im
portance of trees—not only for the lum
ber that they may yield by and by, but
for their beauty as well.
I admit that many farmers appre
ciate their danger.
But people in cities are slow to real
ize It.
Not until a comparatively few years
ago were they tree-minded, or bug-
mirided.
Delays, however, in “doing some
thing about bugs” will be extremely
perilous.
Mind can triumph over Instinct, but
only if it Is kept at work.
Once give crawling and creeping
things their head, and we might as well
shut up shop as a race.
You and I may escape, but those who
come years after us will not.
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Through Which to View
Prejudice may be considered as a
continual false medium of viewing
things, for prejudiced persons not
only never speak well, but aljo nev
er think well, of those whom they
dislike and the whole character and
conduct Is considered with an eye to
that particular thing which offends
them.—Butler.
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