Mildred Davis — One Half of the House of Lloyd (1924) 🇺🇸
Though romance has in no way diminished, though ecstatic still over her wonderful home and the husband who adores her, little Mildred Davis is returning to the screen, starring in a comedy-drama for Ben Wilson, to be released through Grand-Asher, a new concern.
by Myrtle Gebhart
The story is all about an adorable but impulsive young lady who accidentally exchanges her pet poodle for a baby, with humorous and at times worrisome developments. A light, frothy thing, with Mildred as its decorative motif and handsome Carl Miller as the hero.
Marriage to one of filmdom’s most wealthy men has in no way changed Mildred, except that at times she strives for a bit of poise befitting her matronly dignity. It lasts about fifteen minutes in company; then, the strain becoming too patent, Mid throws the importance of her new position out the window and cuddles up on the lounge and crochets — or else shows her musical skill by playing melodious harmonies on the (electric) grand piano — or else romps all over the house chasing “Pat,” her very small and white Boston bull pup, whose main ambition in life is to chew up the costly rugs.
“Looks like a library,” I paused uncertainly before the awesome portal of the cream-toned Lloyd mansion.
“Nothing in here you can’t put your feet on,” she replied blithely, peeking under the arm of the smiling maid. Later, seriously:
“I’ve never had a lot of money before in all my life. It’s wonderful to be able to go downtown and order anything you want and say, sort of offhand, ‘Just charge it to my husband, Harold Lloyd.’ I practiced that for a week, to get it just right. But buying pretty things can’t take the place of work.
“It hurts so to be out of things,” she said one day when I accompanied her on location for train scenes for the new film. “If you quit halfway up to the top there’s always that feeling that maybe if you’d continued you might have amounted to something.” The blue eyes were serious and the lips rounded petulantly.
“I begged and cried and pestered. But Harold has a way of quietly, I don’t know just how, ending a discussion. So I stopped. Then, bless you, he said one day, ‘If it will make you happy to go back into pictures, honey, I won’t mind.’ That taught me something” with a sage little nod; “let a man think it’s his idea and you get your own way.”
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Collection: Picture Play Magazine, February 1924
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