This recalls to mind the gossip that revolved about their previous engagement when Pauline was playing at the Famous studio in New York City several years ago. While she and Mack were engaged—he was waiting to get a divorce from Marjorie Rambeau at the time—it is said he wavered for a time and showed a decided inclination toward returning to the fair and beautiful Marjorie. Pauline became so alarmed over losing her playwright prize that it is said she approached Marjorie. So Pauline got him, then they separated. Last winter the beautiful Barbara Castleton, former Goldwyn star, went east, joined one of Willard Mack’s vaudeville acts, and it was reported was engaged to wed Mack. They, too, were prevented from carrying out an immediate marriage because of one of those bothersome final decrees. Barbara, by the way, while at the Goldwyn studio was one day discovered in a refined but tempestuous love scene with a tall, raven-haired English actor. Maybe it was part of a picture, but took place way out on a dark, deserted stage beneath a huge black cloth used to keep the dust off from the furniture! An electrician stumbled upon the romantic scene and when the story was whispered about the studio it is said the poor electrician was cross questioned and put through the third degree by Hollywood’s best gossips. It seems that the English actor has a wife somewhere in the Empire—Australia or Ireland—so Barbara was daily reported to be infatuated with some other admirer. It seems her romantic passion for Mack “took,” for she allowed the press to announce the fact that they intended to wed when he won his decree from the emotional Pauline, “Polly” as she is known. Another interesting angle of the case is to the effect that Pauline never rode a horse until last winter. One of the Goldwyn pictures required this feat, so one perfectly handsome cowboy was engaged to teach “Polly” to ride. The riding lessons were frequent all winter and Hollywood expected to hear of one of those “high born lady chauffeurs”—in this case cowboy star—marriages. However, that’s now cold. * * * * * Our Program This is a modern society drama in four acts: Act I. Their eyes meet. Act II. Their lips meet. Act III. Their souls meet. And then what do you suppose meets? Their attorneys. * * * * * Sign in a laundry window: “I want your duds, In my suds.” * * * * * To the Rear, March Army teamsters are known for their science of cursing. One of the trucks was deep in the mud and defied all his efforts and curses. A chaplain passing just then shocked. “Friend, don’t you know who died for sinners?” he said. The answer was quick, “Damn your conundrums; can’t you see I’m stuck in the mud?” Without further questions the chaplain decided to retreat. _Limber Kicks_