anaheim-gazette 1929-10-31

SEVENTH INSTALMENT What Happened Before Remember Steddon comes West to avoid revealing the result of an unfortunate love affair to her father. The Rev, Dr. Steddon, a clerkyman of kind heart but narrow mind who attributes much of the evil of the world to the "movies" ad constantly invigilates against them. Mem, her lover Elwood Farnaby having died in an accident, at the advice of Dr. Bretherick, gives her bad cough as an excuse to get to Arizona and from there writes home that she has met and married "Mr. Woodville," a wholly imaginary person. Later she writes again to say that her "husband" has died in the desert. She takes a job as a domestic to avoid being a mother. In Arizona she had met Tom Holby, a leading man in a motion picture company, and through him gets the opportunity to play a part in a desert drama. With the company is Robina Teele, a Star, fond of Holby and Leva Lemaire, an extra woman. After her accident, Mem becomes friendly with Mrs. Dack, a poor woman of Palm Springs, Arizona, and takes an interest in her bright little son, Terry Dack, who has a great gift of mimicry. Inspired by a letter from Leva, Mem plans to go to Los Angeles to take a job in a film laboratory. She gets a job in a film laboratory, but loses it. She meets a Mrs. Sturgs from her home town, who talks of the evils of the movies and says the stars are forced to sell their souls. Mem then learns her mother is coming to visit her. Mem is worried about her fiances. Now Go On With the Story Well, she would sell what God had "Well, he knows," said Tirrey, "but he's not with this company, you know. Have we your name and address and a photograph outside in our files?" "No." "Well, if you'll give them to Mr. Dobbs, with your height, weight, color of eyes and hair, and experience, we'll let you know when anything occurs. I'll introduce you to Mr. Dobbs and he—" He moved toward the door to escape from the cruelty of his office, but a frenzy moved her to seize his arm in a fierce clutch. She tried to play the vampire as she had seen the part enacted on the screen by various silly toves. She drew her victim close to her pressed tight against him, and poured upward into his eyes all the venom of an amorous basilisk. "I'll pay the Price! I know what it costs to succeed, and I'm willing to pay. I'll do anything you say, be anything to you. You can't refuse me!" She could hardly believe her own ears nearing her own voice, though with pride in the acting she was doing ligted her from the disgust for the role. He looked at her without surprise without horror, without even amusement, but—also without a hint ofurrerl. His only mood was one of jaded city. "You poor child, who's been filling your head with that stuff? Are you really trying to vamp me?" The crass word angered her: "I'm trying to force my way to my career, and I don't care what it costa." Tirrey's sarcastic smile faded: "Sit down a minute and listen to me. A little common sense ought to have told you that what you've been told is all rot. Suppose I were willing to give a job to every pretty girl who tried to Claymore had provided a few men to handle the property man, and musicians—a violinist of a wheezy little port. Claymore marched he and gave her a little footwork. "Go back to that door ward to this spot. Sha-—with your lover—me see. That's too slow down to business." "You've a—Oh—well stance, you've been—er your child has died and cused of murdering it being called, before the jury. Do you get me? Into a courtroom und crime; you feel your al innocent of the charge; whelmed with guilt for the father of the child in the war, say—and care whether you live in despair, yet defiant layer of emotion for you suppose you can get rid but—just try to give h it. Now back to the door it once." Claymore was as much as Mem, for his inventive best working order so morning. He felt as a badgered by a peevish story. But his trite plot stingly. He could not knn random shots had com and flung her back free looking artist to the lo had stumbled into Calif disregue. he had looked at Mem without insolence. But you can never tell! Mem studied herself a long while in the mirror, since her eyes and her smile must be her chief wardrobe, her siren equipment. She practiced such expressions as she supposed to represent invitation. They were silly and they made her rather ill. She reached Tirrey's office and found him idly swapping stories with his assistant. He spoke to her courteously, motioned her into his office, closed the door, and took his own place behind his desk. The telephone rang. He called into it; "Sorry, Miss Walte; that part has been filled. The company couldn't make your salary. I begged you to take the cut, but you wouldn't. Times are hard and you'd better listen to reason. Sorry, Goodbyy!" the Prices' Tell Mr. Dobbs your pedigree and we'll give you the first chance we got, and no initiation fee or commission will be charged. How's that? A little bit of all right, eh? You're a nice child, and pretty, and you'll get along." He lifted her from her chair and put his arm around her as a comrade, and slapped her shoulder blades in an accolade of good fellowship. She broke under the strain and began to cry. She dropped back into her chair and sobbed. It was good to be punished and rebuked into common decency by the way of common sense. It chanced that the president of the company was returning to the office from a visit to one of the stages. This was the man whose name was familiar about the world. Every film from his factory was labeled: "Bermond presents—"; "Copyright by the Bermond Company." She reached Tirrey's office and found him idly swapping stories with his assistant. He spoke to her courteously, motioned her into his office, closed the door, and took his own place behind his desk. The telephone rang. He called into it; "Sorry, Miss Walte; that part has been filled. The company couldn't make your salary. I begged you to take the cut, but you wouldn't. Times are hard and you'd better listen to reason. Sorry, Goodbye!" This was a discouraging background for Mem's siren scenario. But she determined to carry out her theory and, in all self-loathing, adjusted herself in her big chair to what she imagined was a Cleopatran sinuosity. She thought of her best lines; secretly twitched up her skirts and thrust her ankles well into view. She turned upon Mr. Tirrey her most ticement into them as into bowls of fire-treatment into them as into bowls of fire. She pursed her lips and set them full. She widened her breast with deep sighs. Tirrey seemed to recognize that she was deploying herself. He grew a little uneasy. But he was as polite to Mem as if she had been Robina Teele. "What can I do for you? "I want a chance to act." "What experience have you had?" he asked. Mem was suddenly confronted with the fact that all actors must offer themselves for sale—not the pretties, women only, but the old men, too, and the character women. Actors are much abused for talking of themselves. Few of them do when business is not involved, but when it is they must discuss the goods they are trying to sell. Shoe merchants talk shoes; railroad presidents, railroads; politicians, politics; clergymen, salvation. Each salesman must recommend his own stock and talk it up. So Mem had to grope for experience had seen the part enacted on the screen she had had so little she lied a little, as one does who tries to sell anything: "I was with the company that Tom Holby and Robina Teele played in. I took the part o fan Arabian women. Mr. Folger, the director—er—praised my—er—work." He tired her from her chair and put his arm around her as a comrade, and slapped her shoulder blades in an accolade of good fellowship. She broke under the strain and began to cry. She dropped back into her chair and sobbed. It was good to be punished and rebuked into common decency by the way of common sense. It chanced that the president of the company was returning to the office from a visit to one of the stages. This was the man whose name was familiar about the world. Every film from his factory was labeled: "Bermond presents—"; "Copyright by the Bermond Company"; "This is a Bermond picture." The slogan of the company was, "This is a Bermond year." When Mr. Bermond heard Mem crying, his heart hurt him. He did not like scandal, disorder, confusion, or grief on his lot. He went to Mem and tried to console her. He took her hands down from her contorted face and forced her to look at him. Seen through the cascades of her tears she was strikingly attractive, appealing. "Sarah Bernhardt failed in her first play, you know, and you may be a second Sarah some day," he said. "Just you wait!" Mem's eyes were filling with rainbows. A bystander drew Bermond aside. It was Claymore, a dramatist who had a few successes before he established himself in the moving pictures as a director. "That girl*has the tear," he said to Bermond, and hastened to Mem with the good news that Mr. Claymore—the great Mr. Claymore—was going to give her a chance! The next morning found Mem at the studio betimes, borrowing mascare and advice from Miss Calder. Claymore was waiting for her when she came from the women's dressing rooms. She was daubed, smeared, lined, powdered, rouged, mascaroed, and generally calcimined for duty. Her heart was beating in alternate throbs of fear and frenzy. Her feet were at the brink of the Rubicon. SECTION 2. That helm is hereby ordained district; that said Claymore into four (4) fire zones are specified, shown upon the map Anaheim approved up of this Ordinance, which in the office of the City of Anaheim, and on file in the office Inspector of the City which zones are design map as follows: All territory within helm designated upon shall be, and is here Fire Zone No. 1. All territory within helm designated upon grey shall be, and is here Fire Zone No. 2. All territory within helm designated upon blue shall be, and is here Fire Zone No. 4. That said map is hitherto by this reference, a part of this ordinal. SECTION 3. The certify to the passage and cause the same once in the Anaheim newspaper, published the City of Anaheim days after its final p Claymore had provided a camera man, a few men to handle the electric lights a property man, and even a pair of musicians—a violinist and the treader of a wheezy little portable melodeon. Claymore marched her into the scene and gave her a little of what he called footwork. "Go back to that door and come forward to this spot. Shake hands with—with your lover—Well—no. Let me see. That's too simple. Lets go down to business. "You've a—Oh—well, just for instance, you've been—er—betrayed—and your child has died and you've been accused of murdering it and you're now being called, before the judge and the jury. Do you get me? You're coming into a courtroom under a charge of crime; you feel your shame, but you're innocent of the charge. Yet you're overwhelmed with guilt for your fall, and the father of the child is—was killed in the war, say—and you don't much care whether you live or die; so you're in despair, yet defiant. That's a triplet layer of emotion for you and I don't suppose you can get much of it over. But—just try to give him atmosphere of it. Now back to the door. Walk through it once." Claymore was as much embarrassed as Mem, for his invention was not in its best working order so early in the morning. He felt as silly as a man badgered by a peevish child to tell a story. But his trite plot stirred Mem amazingly. He could not know how close his random shots had come home to her and flung her back from the forward-looking artist to the lorn fugitive who had stumbled into California laden with disgrace. CELEBRATING 10TH ANNIVERSARY West Brothers are now celebrating their tenth birthday by offering to the public tires, batteries, and accessories at very remarkable low prices. The plate shows another carload of India Tires received this past week. West Brothers are Orange County Distributors for the India Tires and are one of the outstanding tire dealers in the county. Ten years ago, they started in business at this same location in what was known as a livery stable, now they have one of the best up-to-date sales room and wheel and brake shops in southern California, carrying the largest stock of tires in Orange County. SARDINE INDUSTRY The nets, gear, types and number of boats used in the sardine fishing industry in the San Pedro section will soon be the subject of a report to his chief by D. H. Fry, Jr. of the commercial fisheries laboratory of the Division of Fish and Game. This has just been announced by W. L. Scofield, head of the laboratory who explains that Fry has put in much time under actual fishing conditions securing his information. In full force and effect. SECTION 4. All Ordinances and parts of ordinances in conflict with the provisions of this ordinance are hereby repealed. SECTION 5. Should any section, sentence, clause or phrase of this ordinance be held to be unconstitutional, the City Council hereby declares that it would adopt all the remaining provisions of said ordinance, irrespective of said section, sentence, clause or phrase hereof which may be declared to be unconstitutional. The foregoing Ordinance is signed and approved by me this 8th day of October, 1929. L. E. MILLER, Mayor of the City of Anaheim. Attest: EDWARD B. MERRITT City Clerk of the City of Anaheim. Claymore was as much embarrassed as Mem, for his invention was not in its best working order so early in the morning. He felt as silly as a man badgered by a peevish child to tell a story. But his trite plot stirred Mem amazingly. He could not know how close his random shots had come home to her and flung her back from the forward-looking artist to the lorn fugitive who had stumbled into California laden with misgrace. She was all atremble and her eyes darted, her fingers twitched. Claymore marveled at her instantaneous response to his suggestion. There were born artists who shivered on the least breath of inspiration and suggestion. His first impression of Mem was that he had found a genius and he fought against the obstacles he encountered later with the zest of a man digging toward gold. In a kind of stupor Mem obeyed his commands like the trained confederate of a hypnotist. She went to the door, came in, reluctant, shamefast, doomed. She advanced slowly till she reached the edge of the rug he had indicated then halted, and with a fierce effort hoisted her head in defiance and braved the lightning of the judge. She heard Claymore call to her: "That's fine! Now we'll take it!" She started back, but was checked by the camera man's "Wait, please!" He ran forwarded and shouted directions on all sides for lights. "Hit those spots! Throw the ash can on her. Bring up that Kleegl. Put a diffuser on that Winfield. What's the matter with the second spot? Your carbons are flickering. Mike! Mike! Trim those carbons on the second spot! Pull 'em!" Continued Next Week ORDINANCE NO. 536 ANAHEIM, ADOPTING THE 1927 EDITION OF THE PACIFIC COAST EDITION O THE PACIFIC COAST CONFERENCE UNIFORM BUILDING CODE, ESTABLISHING FIRE ZONES WITHIN THE CITY OF ANAHEIM, AS PROVIDED FOR IN SAID UNIFORM BUILDING CODE, AND PROVIDING THE PENALTY FOR THE VIOLATION THEREOF. THE BOARD OF TRUSTEES OF THE CITY OF ANAHEIM DO ORDAIN AS FOLLOWS: SECTION 1. The City of Anaheim hereby adopts the 1927 Edition of the Pacific Coast Conference Uniform Building Code, and hereby refers to two copies of said code, and hereby adopts said codes as fully as though the same were set forth herein, one on file in the office of the City Clerk of the City of Anaheim, designated as "1927 Edition of the Pacific Coast Conference Uniform Building Code," and the second copy on file in the office of the Building Inspector of the City of Anaheim, sentence, clause or phrase of this ordinance be held to be unconstitutional, the City Council hereby declares that it would adopt all the remaining provisions of said ordinance, irrespective of said section, sentence, clause or phrase hereof which may be declared to be unconstitutional. The foregoing Ordinance is signed and approved by me this 8th day of October, 1929. (SEAL) L. E. MILLER. Mayor of the City of Anaheim. Attest: EDWARD B. MERRITT City Clerk of the City of Anaheim. STATE OF CALIFORNIA, COUNTY OF ORANGE, CITY OF ANAHEIM. L. EDWARD B. MERRITT, City Clerk of the City of Anaheim, do hereby certify that the foregoing Ordinance No. 536 was introduced at a regular meeting of the Board of Trustees of the City of Anaheim, held on the 21st day of September, 1929, and was duly passed and adopted at a regular meeting of said Board of Trustees held on the 8th day of October, 1929, by the following vote of the members thereof: AYES: Trustees Miller, Koesel, Grafton, and Lakeman. Noes: Trustees None. Absent and Not Voting: Trustee Franzer. AND I FURTHER CERTIFY THAT the Mayor of the City of Anaheim signed said Ordinance on the 8th day of October, 1929. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand and affixed the seal of said City of Anaheim this 8th day of October, 1929. (Seal) EDWARD B. MERRITT City Clerk of the City of Anaheim SECTION 1. The City of Anaheim hereby adopts the 1927 Edition of the Pacific Coast Conference Uniform Building Code, and hereby refers to two copies of said code, and hereby adopts said codes as fully as though the same were set forth herein, one on file in the office of the City Clerk of the City of Anaheim, designated as "1927 Edition of the Pacific Coast Conference Uniform Building Code." SECTION 2. That the City of Anaheim is hereby ordained to be a fire district; that said City is hereby divided into four (4) fire zones, designated Fire Zones 1, 2, 3, and 4, which fire zones are specifically delineated and shown upon the map of the City of Anaheim approved upon the passage of this Ordinance, which map is on file in the office of the City Clerk of the City of Anaheim, and a copy thereof is on file in the office of the Building Inspector of the City of Anaheim, and which zones are designated upon said map as follows: All territory within the City of Anaheim designated upon said map in red shall be, and is hereby, ordained as Fire Zone No. 1. All territory within the City of Anaheim designated upon said map in grey shall be, and is hereby, ordained as Fire Zone No. 2. All territory within the City of Anaheim designated upon said map in white shall be, and is hereby, ordained as Fire Zone No. 3. All territory within the City of Anaheim designated upon said map in blue shall be, and is hereby, ordained as Fire Zone No. 4. That said map is hereby referred to, and by this reference, adopted and made a part of this ordinance. SECTION 3. The City Clerk shall certify to the passage of this Ordinance, and cause the same to be published once in the Anaheim Gazette, a weekly newspaper, published and circulated in the City of Anaheim, and thirty (30) days after its final passage, it shall be MAN wakes up in the morning after sleeping blanket, on an advertised mattress, and pajamas; takes a bath in an advertised tub, shaves with advertised soap, powders his face with advertised underwear, hose, shirt, collar, shoes, sits down to a breakfast of advertised cereal, drinks coffee; puts on an advertised hat; lights an advertised office in an advertised automobile, on advertised time in advertised institutions—then he refuses to advertise grounds that advertising does not pay! 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