  The Chicago Photoplaywright College, through its agents, requests our advertising rates. To which we hasten to reply: During 1920 our schedule for advertising is as follows: For schools claiming to teach photoplaywriting, $794,687.23 per agate line; for promoters selling movie stock, $1,545,897.13 per dot of an “i”; for the slimy beasts who take the savings of girls to make them movie stars, a page absolutely free of charge and clear of war tax, couched in our choicest adjectives, boiled in billingsgate,—all this every time we get the goods on them. You’re welcome, Chicago Photoplaywright College! Any further information desired will be gladly furnished on request. Apply to our Service Department, with the accent on the “hiss.” decorative line “Brilliancy”—and Stars It happened at the luncheon table at the Astor Hotel, New York. Trade paper critics and other film folk were gathered around the festive board, prior to viewing the latest picture with Mildred Harris Chaplin starred. The fair Mildred naturally was present. For a moment, strange to say, film talk had stopped, and politics and the coming Presidential election was the topic of conversation. Said Jimmie Young urbanely and smiling addressing Mildred: “Are you going to vote?” “Vote?” gushed the fair one vacantly, a tiny frown indicating deep—er——mental effort. “Vote? What on?” And the orchestra softly played “Asleep in the Deep.” |
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