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member of the croup of "movie"
players-than Judson Melford.
Surely there isn't one' who is less
conscious of iis success or more
natural than he.
Judson lives with his parents in
one of the most bewitching Cali
fornia bungalows I" ever saw- It's
up near the hills In Glendale, atfew
miles inland from Los Angeles.
No wonder the boy is a good aptor.
The whole atmosphere of his home
is artistic. -His pretty mother was
an actress, and his father, George
Melford, is the capable director of
the Glendale Kalem moving picture
Judson told me, quite confidential
ly, that he just loves to go up into
the canyon where the company puts
on its outdoor scenes and spend the
day withhis daddy.
Of course, be is seldom invited to
come unless there is a part for him
"'to play, because the little boy is a
regular attendant at the Glendale;
THere.he is as he looks when he
tries to absorb everything you aay,
no matter how long the words are
And here he is as he looked in the
part ie played in the picture, "Da'niel
He played in "The Touch of a
Child's HandA "The Driver of .the
Deadwood Stage Coach," "The Run
aways" and many more pictures.
Although just a few years old,
young Judson told me, quite as a
matter of course, that he has been
In New York, Florida, Rochester and
Chicago. He mentioned places in
each of these cities to show me that
he 'really knew what he was talking
"In geography class I often tell the
children about a city, because, you
see," he said, "I've been there and
Judson is 12 years old. His daddy
is his favorite companion. His moth
er i$ his sweetheart.
If life had naught but May day,
If skies were always fair,
If all the days were pay days,
And no one knew despair,
If all the shows "got over,"
If all the deals went through,
If bees found naught but clover,
If all the dreams came true.
If all the girls had beauty
And all the men success,
If no one shirked his duty,
If no one knew distress,
If fove raii smoothly, ever,
If fate were never hard,
If eyery man's endeavor
Received its due- reward.
If in such joyous fashion
All' life should move along,
With never evil passion,
And evermore a song,
Such gladsome daily diet
Would cloy, the cynics say,
But we would like to try jt
And find out, anyway!
ALMOST FATAL SHOCK
Said Weary Ike, "I never have
A decent bit of luck.
Today I saw a trolley car
Upset a brew'ry truck.
The kegs went dancing ev'rywhere.
Says I, it's me for it
Gee! ev'ry one waa empty, and
Cops found me-in a fit,"
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