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Shab bbb bb i bb bbb bbb i bb bi i ob bb ab bb bi bb bb ab bbb bb ib bbb bb bb ab bb bb bb bbb ab bb bob ob ab abbott ab ob k Cad Published in this space every month The greatest star of the screen! At last! The world is going to see the dramatic picturization of the most hush- hush secret of all time. Be Ie IS te M-G-M has made the picture of pic- tures, “The Beginning or the End’’— the story of the beginning of a new civil- ization or the end of civilization itself— the dramatic story of the atomic bomb. Ke Ie te Ky, When you see “The Beginning or the End”’, you'll virtually become a part of the events that were so fraught with drama, danger, and above all—suspense. xk wk ke You'll enter the for- bidden city at Oak Ridge. Kr Gp You'll meet the only girl who knew the terrifying secret. You'll meet the men who enrolled in the army of mystery. * > ad And you will. @, know, too, the ¥ nerve-fraying tension of their relentless race against time. Scien cote * Here is the story of the hour, the burn- ing topic of the moment, the greatest “‘must”’ picture in the history of pictures. ee RR a e M-G-M has assembled top talent for this mighty production. Brian Donlevy, Robert Walker, Tom Drake and Beverly Tyler (the celebrated “Green Years’’ lovers), beautiful Audrey Totter, Hume Cronyn and many more, Each con- tributes an unforgettable performance. * KOI Ak To Producer Samuel Marx, Director Norman Taurog, and to the many others who had their part in picturizing the greatest drama of ; our time, we offer con- gratulations on an en- tertainment unique in motion pictures. “a “The Beginning ntheGadia tb endl stories SUDDENLY IT’S LOVE! (Laraine Day )...........:.-.ce cette ....by Florabel Muir 12 + THOSE, AGADEMYs/A WARDS lias ar, ete eae eee by Bosley Crowther 27 el GIVE YOU JANE. WYMAN’ =... 208) 2 ee by Gregory Peck 28 APRIL, 1947 in modern screen the pod maa WHY GENE’S DIVORCING MY BROTHER (Gene Tierney) ee by Cholly Knickerbocker 30 EASTER DREAM (Esther Williams) aida daret ik ieessetierione tee ee soteeenrnectaeesneaiene OD THERE WAS ALWAYS DAD (Teresa Wright) ccc by Abigail Putnam 34 THE FIRST YEAR IS THE EASIEST (Shirley Temple))..................... And Hota. 3 Sacco ctcscee on on esteem eaten by Leonard Feather 100 \ i COVER PORTRAIT BY NIKOLAS MURAY e DESIGNED BY LESTER BEALL Hat by Walter Florell ¢ Suit by Paul Parnes ALBERT P. DELACORTE, Executive Editor HENRY FP. MALMGREEN, Ec .cr BERYL STOLLER, associate editor MAGDA MASKEL, western manager _ SHIRLEY FROHLICH, assistant editor FRANKLYN PHILLIPS, western editor OTTO STORCH, art director BILL WEINBERGER, art editor GUS GALE, staff photographer BOB BEERMAN, staff photographer CONSTANCE BARTEL, fashion editor CARL SCHROEDER, editorial consultant ‘BEVERLY LINET, information desk LAYNG MARTINE, promotion director / CHARLES SAXON, cartoon editor - JEAN KINKEAD, contributing editor / —$—<—<—$<$<$<$<<$<$<$q——aa ee LL Ff POSTMASTER: Please send notice on Form 3578 and copies}returned under é Label Form 3579 to 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, New York Vol. 34, No. 5, April, 1947. Copyright, 1947, the Dell Publishing Co., Inca Published monthly. Printed in U. S. A. {Pi

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THE LONG-AWAITED DRAMATIC STORY OF THE ATOMIC BOMB M-G-M's “THE BEGINNING OR THE END" BRIAN DONLEVY ~ ROBERT WALKER TOM DRAKE - BEVERLY TYLER AUDREY TOTTER - HUME CRONYN = Screen Play by FRANK WEAD e Original Story by ROBERT CONSIDINE Directed by NORMAN TAUROG « Produced by SAMUEL MARX A METRO-GOLDWYN-MAYER- PICTURE Look into the forbidden city! Meet the girl who lost her identity—the only girl | who knew the world’s | most terrifying secret! |

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LOUELLA PARSONS" van marries evie! | Fifteen minutes after Van Johnson and Evie Wynn planed in from their Juarez elopement, I was talking to the newlyweds on the phone. a “Happy?” said Van in answer to my question, “Louella, I've never known complete happiness before. Evie is the first and the only girl I have ever loved. This is the love of my life. I think you know that.” Then the bride came on to say that she was still trying to catch her breath after the way Van had swooped her up and carried her over the threshold after the fashion of newlyweds from time immemorial. “On the way back out to our home,” Evie told me, “we stopped by to see my children. I want them with us as soon as I can make arrangements. We really aren‘t com- pletely settled in the new house yet.” Well, I must say that after all the false starts and, yes, unlucky angles about this most sensational of Hollywood romances, Van and Evie are glowing with happiness. Believe me, it's a puzzler when a man’s wife falls in love with his best friend and yet all three remain on the best of terms even after the wife announces that she is divorcing her husband and sets a wedding date with the friend. And apparently, their sudden elopement to Juarez, where Evie divorced Keenan one minute and married Van the next, has not interrupted that friendship. I also talked with Keenan the day of the wedding and he said, “I wish them all the happiness in the world. I'm keeping the children with me for a little while until Evie is ready to take them. But believe me, it won't be one of those cases where I have them six months out of the year and their mother the other six months. I went through too much unhappiness that way in my own youth. The children will stay with their (Continued on page 6) Hold on, Evie, that's no way to induct an unsuspecting groom into matrimony! Ever since Evie started buying draperies and furniture for his new house, it seemed certain she'd wed Van.

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Van Johnson and Evie Wynn were married in Juarez, Mexico, on January 25, as soon as she obtained her divorce from Keenan. There was no time for an immediate honeymoon, so Van, who told Louella Metro execs are reported worried over the reaction of the bobby- - _ soxers to Van's nfarriage, but the newlyweds aren't upset; look at Frankie! Van and Gene Kelly will co-star as Weber and Fields. he'd never been happier in his life, brought his bride into the $125,000 “bonus'' home Metro gave him. Van attended the Yearling premiere with old friends Peter Lawford and Lucille Ball. Then he and Evie left for Sun Valley for some skiing. Van invited his .Dad to live with them, but Pop Johnson said no; Providence was his proper home.

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Recognize the brown-haired Lana Turner, with Peter Shaw? Lana turned songwriter, wrote a tune called "Love You, That ls," and Frances Faye recorded it. Lae Jimmy Durante may steal a kiss now and then, but Margaret O'Brien's own true love is really Claude Jarman, Jr.—otherwise known as Jody. Only Jody's at the age where he prefers older women—like Mrs. @regory Peck. _ se Greg and Greta Peck (at The Yearling premiere) are plan- ning on a bigger house for their two sons to romp in. Other plans include eventually doing a play in N. Y. every other year. mother with the understanding that I can see them any time.” Perhaps as long as movie history is written, no one will ever really know what happened in this sensational triangle with the exception of the three interested parties. But this I do believe: In the beginning there was a great deal of opposition to the romance of Van and Evie not only from his studio, M-G-M, but from many of the letter-writing fans as well. I think the realization of this opposition was responsible for many changes in their plans. Several months ago, you will remember, Evie went to Las Vegas to get a divorce—and then suddenly called it off. Around the holidays she took off for Sun Valley for the same rea- son—and then again changed her mind. The elopement, I am sure, was very sudden. I think it came after Van had convinced his studio that this marriage was the one thing in his life really important to his happiness. “All tight," said the bosses in effect, “if that’s the way it is, marry the girl you love and with our blessing.” And so the beginning of the marriage of Van Johnson and Evie Wynn is the ending of - one of the most amazing love stories of all time in Hollywood. Let's you and I add our voices to those wishing them happiness and health. * * * As this is written, two of my closest friends, Greer Garson and Richard Ney, are separated. By the time you read it, they may be back together again. This I sincerely hope. But at the time I broke my exclusive story of (Continued on page 8)

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SERVICE MEN in both the Army and Navy ail over the world find Beech- Nut Gum a favorite 4 OT yn hs Se I} Everywhere it goes—the reputation of Beech-Nut for fine flavor goes with it Lucky Jean cast found her surrounded by John Garfield, Gene Kelly, and Greg Peck, whose lap proved very roomy. their separation I knew it was true in spite of the luke warm denials. Richard had admitted it to me. He told me he was living with Ginger Rogers and Jackie Briggs, but “any official statement must come from my wife. She is the star and the important one.” Greer, on the other hand, stuck persistently to her story that Richard had moved out for a few days because the house was being re- decorated (exclamation point). The trouble, either temporary or permanent, I believe, was due to the fact that Greer has been ill and depressed for several months. She never fully recovered from the accident she suffered filming location scenes for A Woman of My Own, in which she nearly drowned. Finally, when the picture was com- pleted after six gruelling months of work, she was bitterly disappointed in it. The studio agreed with her that some of it would have to be re-shot. It was impossible for her to pitch right in again without a good rest; she wasn't physi- cally up to it. “During the past few months both my mother and Richard have had to worry about my depressed condition,” Greer told me. After she has a rest—she’s even closing their big house to be free of all worries—I'’m hoping that she and Richard will be as happy as they were in the past. The cutest story of the month concerns Mar- garet O’Brien, out shopping for new clothes Morrison! The Screen Guild Broad- in some of the swank shops in Beverly Hills. Suddenly she noticed a cute little shop with a skirt in the window which caught her eye. A sign said that the buttons could be moved over, or back, to make the garment bigger or smaller. “Oh, mother,” said the little girl, “let's go in and order one made in my size. If I keep on eating ice cream and cake it would come in so handy.” The shop, if you please, was the famous “Anticipation Shop,” specializing in maternity clothes! * * * For thirty-six hours, Hollywood had it’s own who-dun-it. The big mystery was: WHERE, OH WHERE, WAS BLONDE, BEAUTIFUL VIR- GINIA MAYO? The girl who plays the naughty wife of The Best Years of Our Lives so well, just up and disappeared into thin air for almost three days. The manager of her apartment house knew nothing of her whereabouts. The Goldwyn studio crowd were so worried and puzzled they were within five minutes of calling the police. Her “fiance,” Michael O'Shea, was beside himself. Then out of the blue, Virginia called me from Palm Springs. She said she hadn't intended to stir up a mystery, but she hadn't wanted anyone, (Continued on page 10)

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LIKE HERS CO-STARRING KENT SMITH - BRUCE BENNE SRE AN yy TEE yg REREED SCREEN PLAY BY N. RICHARD NASH FROM A STORY BY PAUL WEBSTER & JACK SOBELL« MUSIC BY FRANZ WAXMAN

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The law is a little confused about Laraine Day and Leo Durocher-— but the heart knows nothing about man-made laws, @ A few months ago I chatted with Laraine Day for an hour at the Beverly Hills Club. In the midst of a merry, laughing crowd I had observed that she was quiet and pretty much aloof. I said: “Laraine, you seem strangely pensive tonight.” She shot me a quick glance. “Do I?” I quickly assured her that it was quite becoming. Little enough did I suspect that she was at an emotional crisis in her life. A great and overpowering love had come to Laraine. Not one of us here in Hollywood had the slightest suspicion of it. Ray Hendricks was at the club that night. He wasn’t spending much time with his lovely wife, but that isn’t ex- traordinary at Hollywood parties. By the same token, Gene Tierney was there with Oleg Cassini, her devoted squire, and no one would have guessed that within a few weeks she would be filing suit for a divorce. Two years ago, Laraine, on a USO tour, met Leo Durocher on an airplane . flying from Chicago to Minneapolis. Laraine has let me know something of the terrible (Continued on page 130) special correspondent, N. Y. Daily News diddenly it’s love! Dancing at Ciro's, shortly before their Mexican wedding, Laraine Day and the Dodgers' Leo Durocher were blissfully unaware of the marital mess ahead. At this writing, they are married in every state but Calif.

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Woman Hunt 8 ss On DEBORAH, KERR eee @ {you'll love her... you'll love her brogue) as the Gay Young Innocent caught in a Web.of Intrigue and Love! <- SS — \ J. ARTHUR RANK presents DEBORAH KERR +» TREVOR HOWARD in “THE ADVENTURESS” with RAYMOND HUNTLEY » MICHAEL HOWARD » NORMA SHELLEY « LIAM REDMOND Screenplay written and produced by FRANK LAUNDER and SIDNEY GILLIAT Directed by FRANK LAUNDER « AN INDIVIDUAL PICTURE * KERR RHYMES WITH STAR An Eagle-Lion Films Release

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y kilgallen selects “the best years of our lives” iF S Butch (Hoagy Carmichael, left) is sympathetic, and understands that Homer (Harold Rus- sell, center) must be treated naturally if he is to overcome his physical handicap. Though unhurt in battle, Al (Fredric March) has other adjustments to make when he comes home. PICTURE of the MONTH ere the nice little guy plays the e way it sounds best over a beer p'clock in the morning? You know how you think of an American hero—modest and sensible, good-natured and scdrnful of pity? You Wnow how you think of an American husband—hard-working and honest, loving his wife} puzzled a little by the way things are but wanting to make them better? .. All this, and all these, you will find in Samuel |Goldwyn's picture The Best Years Of Out Lives, and that, | think is its secret. It shows the people you know, and it shows them the way you think of them in a setting jas familiar as your own backyard, and what is says about them is true. lt is a picture for which the only simple descrip- tive word is wonderful. Amerjcan veterans are owed much and owe very little, but they are in debt to Directoy William Wyler and all others involved in the making of The Best Years Of Our Lives. 1+ tells their story by following the homely and predictable ad- of three men—one young, one hged, one very young and maimed (Continued on page 92) middle

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REVIEWS SEA OF GRASS ® There is, perhaps, no more bitter life for a woman than being married to a man whom she loves but cannot respect. A man with a twisted outlook on the world; which results in repeated injury to others. Colonel Brewton (Spencer Tracy) is such a man, but Lutie (Katharine Hepburn) doesn’t know that when she marries him. ; Lutie is a St. Louis girl, and even in 1880, St. Louis is quite different from New Mexico, Brew- ton’s home. Lutie is used to shining silver, and champagne,. and quiet-voiced servants. Brewton, in spite of his tremendous land holdings, has none of these things to offer. They spend their honey- moon in a rough camp at the edge of the “Sea of Grass,” Brewton’s term for his enormeus grazing | | lands. Lutie soon comes to understand that this | land means more to him than anything in his life. | The countryside is in a state of unrest. Small farmers are trying to get holdings, but Brewton ‘and his fellow cattle-barons make it impossible. Even the brilliant lawyer, Brice Chamberlain (Melvyn Douglas), can’t win a case in the politi- cally controlled courts against Brewton. | From the time Lutie first meets Brice there is an unmistakable spark of passion between them. Yet she is truly in love with her husband, truly anxious to share his interests and opinions. But she finds it impossible to adopt a belief that brushes aside the rights of everyone except a certain privileged group—a belief that cares nothing for people, only for land. (Continued on: page 18) Cattle baron Jim Brewton (S. Tracy) intfoduces his bride Lutie (K. Hepburn) to a rancher. Later, he learns that her sympathies lie much more with the ranchers than with him. Lawyer Chamberlain (Melvyn Douglas) loves Lutie, helps her in the fight—against her husband's interests—to get the ranchers the land which they feel is rightfully theirs. Years later, Jim finds that he has lost touch with his son Brock (Bob Walker) and daughter (Phyllis Thaxter). Lutie leaves him, and it takes Brock's death to bring them together.

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(Continued from page 16) Lutie grows increasingly unhappy, even after the birth of her daughter: When Brewton’s cowboys beat up a farmer who has gotten in the way of their cattle, Lutie decides she’s had enough. She leaves her husband and when she sees Brice again the spark between them fans to flame. A brief, quick-dying flame, for she realizes even then that it’s Brewton she really loves. Lutie has a son and he grows to man- hood as Brock Brewton (Robert Walker), although she told Brewton the truth at his birth. In the end it is made clear to both Lutie and her husband that it was always the “sea of grass” which stood between them.—M-G-M. MY FAVORITE BRUNETTE Bob Hope’s new picture is a hilarious parody of the “tough” mystery thrillers that have lately flooded the screen. With Dorothy Lamour as his favorite brunette, Bob plays a photographer, Ronnie Jack- son, who yearns to be a private detective. His studio is just across the hall from the McLeod Detective Agency. While Ron- nie begs squawling children to “Smile and look at the birdie!” Sam McLeod is saving beautiful girls from sudden and violent death. Anyway, that’s what Ronnie thinks. Sam goes away for a few days and Ronnie is in the office pretending he’s a great de- tective, when a client walks in. She’s a sleek brunette who tells him she is Car- lotta Montay (Dorothy Lamour). Before he can explain that he’s only a photog- rapher, she has hired him to find her miss- ing uncle, Baron Montay (Frank Puglio). The Baron is an invalid, confined to a wheelchair, but he has disappeared, wheel- chair and all. Carlotta whispers mysteri- ously that she’s afraid “they” have got him. She tells Ronnie to come to a certain ad- dress that afternoon to get further details, and she gives him a secret map to hide for her. The address turns out to be a country estate, complete with a sinister butler called Kismet (Peter Lorre) and a host, Major Montague (Charles Dingle), who tells Ronnie that the lush Carlotta suffers from delusions. “This nonsense about the Baron having disappeared is an example,” he explains, when she’s out of the room. “The Baron is aie in ee e Borate here: : He takes Ronnie in and produces a man in a wheelchair whom the photographer recognizes from the picture Carlotta showed him of her uncle. Ronnie is not only convinced, he is now terrified of Carlotta. He’s allergic to crazy people, and after all, she might get violent any minute! But as he is about to leave, he overhears a conversation that shows Carlotta is the victim of a conspiracy. Gallantly, Ronnie swings into action again. So far in that he gets thoroughly beaten up, has to dodge knives thrown by Kismet, and spends considerable time in an expen- sive looney-bin! He even is arrested and almost executed for a murder he didn’t commit. Who wants to be a private de- tective, anyway ?—Par. THE FABULOUS DORSEYS Fabulous is the word for the Dorsey brothers. They’ve been a legend in show business for years—their talent, their bat- tles, their rivalry. Tommy on the trom- bone and Jimmy on the sax are tops in their particular fields, but they just don’t - play the same kind of music. That’s what starts all the trouble, way back when they are kids in a Pennsylvania mining town. Their dad, Tom Dorsey (Arthur Shields) is a miner, but he’s a musician too. He keeps the boys practicing when the other kids are out in the corner lot playing baseball, by the simple expe- dient of taking away their shoes. Even in those days they’d fight like devils over the way to play a particular passage. Tommy wanted it hot and Jimmy wanted it sweet, and it would take little Jane, the girl next door, to keep them from committing mur- der and mayhem. When they grow up, they form a band of their own and go out on the road. Jane (Janet Blair) goes with them as vo- calist. Things are tough and they don’t get the bookings they’d hoped for. When they do get one, it’s apt to end in a row between the brothers. Finally, their piano player walks out. He says he can starve cheaper on Broadway. So they hire a guy who plays piano in a local movie house. His name is Bob (William Lundigan) and fe he’s good. gets awfully tired of seeing her devote hos time to patching up the quarrels Dorsey brothers. TSS writing Of course he falls in love oes Jane, ade ¥

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Paul Whiteman, Charlie Barnet, Henry Busse, Art Tatum and Ziggy Elman are a few of the music-makers you'll hear. Aside from “the fabulous Dorseys” themselves. —U.A. THE GUILT OF JANET AMES Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, let me present the case of Janet Ames. The crime she is charged with is selfishness. Con- sider your verdict carefully. One rainy night in April, Janet Ames (Rosalind Russell) sets out with a list of five men. They are the men whose lives were saved when her husband threw him- self on a Jap grenade. He died so they could live, and Janet has done nothing for two years but mourn him. Now she feels that she must find out all about these men. Were they worth that sacrifice? Could anyone be? The first address is Danny’s saloon. As Janet starts across the street toward it, she is struck by a car. When she comes to in the hospital, she can’t walk. The doctors tell her there is nothing wrong with her physically—it’s a neurosis. If she really wanted to walk, she’ could. Janet has a visitor in the hospital. He’s a newspaperman called Smitty (Melvyn Douglas), and he tells her he used to know Dave, her husband. What he doesn’t tell her. is that the police sergeant called him, because his name—Smithfield Cobb—is on the list in Janet’s bag. Smitty asks where she was going, and gradually she confides in him the story of Dave’s death, and her decision to find the five men who are alive because of it. But she adds that she won’t be able to carry out her plan now—she can’t walk. “Maybe that’s why you can’t walk,” Smitty says slowly. “Because you're afraid of what you'd find.” That doesn’t make sense to Janet at first. But Smitty leads her into a sort of dream world where she meets four of the men. And she begins to see what he means. There’s Joe who’s a bouncer in a saloon because he only has one leg left and wants to prove he’s still as tough as any guy with two. There’s Pierson who’s doing The Guilt of Janet Ames: Russell tells Melvyn Dougl ' the Emir (Anthony Quinn). scientific exper of living on his rich v Merino, whose little daughter - a And Sammy (Sid Caesar) - eornee ers derful ability to make Bos laugh. then there’s Smitty . . —Col. | SINBAD THE SAILOR No one ever quite believes the stories Sinbad the Sailor tells about his voyages. Around the bazaars of Basra, he’s known ~ as Sinbad the Liar, but everyone listens to him anyway. Take the story of his eighth voyage. . Sinbad ‘(Douglas Fairbanks) and his first mate, Abbu (George Tobias), see a ship foundering on the rocks. They swim out to it and find the whole crew dead of poisoned water. Sinbad, fascinated by a chart on board which has curious symbols matching those on a talisman he always wears around his neck, feels that Destiny is at work. He bids for the ship at auction, although he hasn’t a dime—or its Persian equivalent, in his pocket. Bidding against him is a spectacularly beautiful girl named Shireen (Maureen O’Hara). Sinbad outbids her and manages 4 to pay for the ship by a piece of magician’s mumbo-jumbo which I don’t profess to understand. He also fixes up a date with Shireen, and—in the course of it—almost gets a knife in his. back. Shireen disap- pears, although it wasn’t she who threw the knife. : Sinbad decides to sail his ship to Daibul where the gorgeous redhead came from. The knife which almost ended his artful career has a name carved on the jeweled handle—Jamal. That name recurs in a threatening pattern throughout ihe rest of the picture. Sinbad and Shireen meet again: at Dai- bul, where she presides over the harem of The Emir wants her to become Wife Number One, but Shireen dreams of Sinbad and the rose he gave her, and puts off her decision. She and the Emir have a common objec- tive—the discovery of the gold treasure on an island called Deryabar. They think that Sinbad, because of the madeltios he wears, is Prince Ahmed of Deryabar, and ean lead them there. Actually, Sinbad knows nothing about it, and the direction chart has been stolen from the ship. The fat and crafty ship’s barber (Walter Sle- zak) claims to have memorized the chart. Perhaps he can take them there—but what then? The Technicolor is something that’s out of this world—RKO.

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secretary, Merle (Nancy Guild). d seven years ihetore » with a weakling son, Leslie (Con- rad Janis) and a lovely but frightened Merle has a psychosis about men. Shivers with terror when one tries to hold her hand, the silly girl! Mrs. Murdock tells Marlowe that a coin known as the “Brasher Doubloon” is missing from her late husband’s collection. It is worth ten thousand dollars. But she says sharply that he’s only to get the coin - *back—not try to find out who stole it. She has reason to think that a dealer named Morningstar knows where it is. Marlowe, expert in such matters, fright- ens Morningstar into tellmg him who has the Doubloon. It’s a private investigator, Anson, who is murdered before Marlowe can get to him. He finds a baggage check among Anson’s clothes, and sure enough, with it he redeems a box holding a small gold coin. He takes it to Morningstar for identification, but you know the Marlowe bad luck! Morningstar, too, has been killed. Shot with a pearl handled revolver just like one Merle had in her desk. “Marlowe thinks Merle is too pretty to be a murderess, but he admits she may be a _ little bit crazy. Then the story of Mur- dock’s fall from a high window seven years before comes out. And with it the blackmail which provides a motive for murder.—20th-Fox. DISHONORED LADY - If youre a beautiful woman with a fas- cinating job, plenty of money and dozens of men in love with you, what you need, it seems, is a psychiatrist. Anyway, that’s the way it works with Madeline Damien (Hedy Lamarr), who has everything ex- cept emotional security. She is so bored with life that she tries to kill herself. Madeline is editor of a chic and sophis- ticated magazine which she runs with the help of Garet (William Lundigan), who likes her but has no illusions about her. One night he introduces Madeline to a ‘diamond merchant named Courtland (John Loder), and she adds him to her collection of lovers. He doesn’t make her any hap- pier than the others have, so she finally goes to see a psychiatrist, Dr. Caleb (Mor- ris Carnovsky). He tells her the only solution is to assume, temporarily at least, a new iden- tity. As a different person, she will not be bound by her past and her interests will be different. Madeline begins a new life. She takes a vacation from the mag- azine, without telling anyone where she’s going. She rents a furnished room in an unfashionable neighborhood. There she meets a young man who is doing scientific marr is bored with life ime Dennis: O'Keefe. | ' a stone-faced, mountainous old | Don't turn you'll be back by ten! URELY A BUNDLE of charm like you couldn’t miss out tonight. Yet just when the fun’s getting started, the dance will be ‘over for you. It’s so easy for even the prettiest girl to miss, when she fails to Aeep her charm safe from underarm odor. Mum RSC ORS asc Se out, Honey— She should remember—a bath washes away past perspiration, but to guard against risk of future underarm odor—Mum’'s the popu- lar word. better because its Sate 1. Safe for skin. No irritating crystals. Snow-white Mum is gentle, harmless to skin. 2. Safe for clothes. No harsh ingredients in Mum to rot or discolor fine fabrics. 3. Safe for charm. Mum gives sure pro- tection against underarm odor all day or evening. Mum is economical, too. Doesn’t dry out in the jar—stays smooth and creamy. Quick, easy to use—even after you re dressed. For Sanitary Napkins—Mum is gentle, safe, _ dependable . . . ideal. for this use,:too. - NWO ch Poe TO aati, meat echoes

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the Angel ‘and the Badman: Gail Russell, a well-brought-up Quaker girl, loves ''badman" John Wayne, who seeks vengeance for his father's death. Irene Rich plays Gail's mother. research. His name is David Cousins (Dennis O’Keefe) and he is completely different from the other men she has known. He’s serious-minded; he works hard, and to him Morocco is a place in North Africa, not a spot where you go and drink champagne. For the first time, Madeline really falls in love. When David asks her to marry him, she is perfectly happy. However, the past has an unpleasant habit of catching up with you when you least expect it. David goes away to a science conference, and Madeline meets Garet by accident. He is now working for Courtland, who has been trying to trace Madeline. Garet has stolen money from his new employer and this leads indi- rectly to Madeline’s trial for murder. Dishonored Lady is reminiscent in spots of Michael Arlen’s classic of the Twenties, “The Green Hat,” but it’s good entertainment.—U.A. THE ANGEL AND THE BADMAN Maybe angel is a slight exaggeration, and certainly “badman” is. Even when Quint Evans (John Wayne) is holding up trains, it’s with the very best intentions and a pure heart. You see, a guy named Laredo Stevens (Bruce Cabot) killed Quint’s father, and all the trouble Quint has gotten into since has been because he’s trying to avenge that death. One of his less successful sorties against the Laredo gang lands him, wounded and delirious, at a ranch owned by Thomas Worth. Worth is a Quaker who doesn’t like violence, but that doesn’t mean he would turn a wounded man from his door. He takes Quint in, and has his daughter, Prudence (Gail Russell) nurse him. That’s fine except that Prudence immediately falls in Jove with Quint, and naturally he isn’t just the type her family would have chosen for her. Furthermore, Quint is not a marrying man—at least he never has been. Yet where Prudence is concerned, he begins to feel differently. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to settle down and be a farmer, instead of chasing around the country trying to catch up with Laredo. “When you find yourself thinking along those lines, brother, it’s time you got out,” Quint decides and, wound or no wound, he gets on his horse and rides off. That 24 night he and a couple of pals hold up some of Laredo’s tame gamblers, and come out of it with lots of shiny gold dollars. Only Quint doesn’t get any satisfaction out of it this time, and next morning he finds himself riding up to the door of the Worth ranch again. He tells himself that it’s because Mother Worth makes the best buckwheat cakes in the county, but he and Prudence both know it isn’t anything of the kind. Laredo continues his career of depreda- tion and murder, and the Marshal of the Territory (Harry Carey) comes around to ask Quint some questions. What with one thing and another, he is forced to use his gun for one last time!—Rep. TIME OUT OF MIND “A Bicycle Built For Two” isn’t the kind of thing a pianist-composer usually plays for his debut in Symphony Hall. This pianist, however, is drunk. Not fall- ing-down drunk, just “high” enough so the elaborate arrangements his rich and patronizing wife has made for the concert seem suddenly ridiculous. Chris Fortune (Robert Hutton) knows he used to be a good composer. Maybe even a great one. And what is he now? A musical gigolo who plays pretty tunes for his wife’s friends. So—he gets drunk. Things might have been different if Chris’ father, Captain Fortune (Leo G. Carroll) hadn’t insisted that Chris go into the shipping business with him instead of becoming a musician. Chris and his sister, Rissa (Ella Raines) and their best friend, Kate (Phyllis Calvert), the housekeeper’s daughter, are sure Captain Fortune is wrong. So sure, that Kate borrows money from a local fish dealer in the New Eng- land town where they live, and with it Chris and Rissa go to Paris where he can study. But Kate’s investment turns out to have been a bad one. Chris marries fashionable, haughty Dora Drake (Helena Carter) while he’s there. He gives up the crashing, rugged New England rhythms he used to compose, and becomes lionized as a strictly drawing-room imitator of Debussy. There is no feeling left in his music—or in him. He and Dora, and Rissa, who goes every- where that Chris goes, come back to the United States, but not to New England. They live in New York, where Dora ar- ranges the concert at Symphony Hall. But that night Chris realizes how futile the whole proceeding is. Even if Dora’s rich father succeeds in buying a favorable no- tice from a critic or two, it won't mean a thing. So, half-sick, desperate and be- wildered by what these few years have done to him, Chris gets drunk. This finishes his marriage. Dora feels he has disgraced her, and Chris knows by now that he needs someone quite different from Dora. Someone who will believe in the essential things of life, and who will make him believe in them. Someone like Kate.—_Univ. . ESCAPE ME NEVER There is a double love story in Escape Me Never, and four lives are tangled in a web of heartbreak that for a while seems too strong to break. Sebastian Dubrok (Errol Flynn) and his brother, Caryl (Gig Young) live in Vienna in 1900. They are as different as brothers can be. They’ve both inherited their father’s talent for music, but Sebastian is irresponsible, charming, selfish—and a genius. Caryl is only a mediocre musician, but he is de- pendable, and head over heels in love with Fenella McLean (Eleanor Parker), a pretty English girl. Sebastian is in love with no one but himself. However, he shares his shabby flat with Gemma (Ida Lupino) and the baby. Gemma was starving on the street when he found her. She idolizes him and waits on him and thinks he’s the most wonderful man in the world, with which he is in complete agreement. : Fenella’s proper English family hear that the young musician, Dubrok, is living in sin, and jump to the conclusion that it’s Caryl, since they don’t know he has a brother. They cart Fenella off to Switzer- land to forget her love affair. Caryl, dis- consolate, tells Sebastian what has hap- pened. Sebastian roars with laughter. “I'll get you a reputation in spite of yourself,” he says gleefully. But when he sees how unhappy Cary! is, he makes a typically impulsive resolve. They will all follow the McLean family and straighten things out. Unfortunately, Sebastian meets Fenella without knowing who she is, and she falls in love with him. When he discovers her identity, he does his best to make things right for his brother. But by now Fenella is too dazzled to think of Caryl. Sebastian and Gemma go back to London and are married there, yet even then Fenella can’t recover from her infatuation. Sebastian, working far too hard on his ballet, quar- rels with Gemma and is easily persuaded * to go away for a weekend with Fenella. Only the ensuing tragedy brings him to his senses.—War. Escape Me Never: Ida Lupino, Gig Young and Errol Flynn are involved’in a tragic love story.

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by bosley crowther, celebrated motion picture critic, n. y. times dont © nn pres. ™ No matter what else happens on the night the Academy awards are made, you can count on that Hollywood shindig ‘to grab a top spot in the news. For, on that big night, the American public—or a sizeable proportion of it—tunes in on the Hollywood function as though the fate of the nation were at stake. Your editors feel—and I don’t wonder—that these awards are of sufficient import to keynote this issue of MODERN SCREEN. I agree with them—although I don’t feel that the possibility of winning an “Oscar” should be the only incentive to the making of good films. However, there is no question that the Academy has exercised a subtly refining influence on the quality of American pictures. And _ its decisions certainly deserve the thoughtful attention of critics like myself—and naturally a place of honor in MODERN SCREEN. : Unaccustomed as I am to public speaking on the subject of Academy awards—that being a field of selection from which professional critics are adamantly barred—I wel- come this opportunity to tell the readers’ of MODERN SCREEN whom I would pick for “Oscars” as the best per- formers of 1946. And I do this with full recognition that my friends and I of the New York critics’ group have already tossed our parchment laurels onto the brows of a couple of British stars. As a group, we selected Laurence Olivier as the year’s best actor for his glowing Henry V and we picked Celia Johnson for her fine style in Brief Encounter. But, of that, more later. There still isn’t any question in my mind, regardless of the above, that the year’s best (Continued on page 128)

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Jane's emergence as a dramatic star so impressed Jack Warner, he paid $50,000 for screen rights to Johnny Belinda—a script that answers an actress’ dreams. JANE CRIED AFTER | THE PREVIEW—AND THEY ALL KNEW WHY. EACH HAD LEFT A PIECE OF HIS HEART WITH THE YEARLING Ronnie, making his return pic, Stallion Road, polishes his riding boots, while Jane studies up for Cheyenne. They'll play man_and wife % (in Out of the Frying Pan) for the first time since their marriage. :

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M@ I’ve guessed wrong about Jane Wyman twice in my life—but you can bet it won't happen again. : The first time was in New York, about five years ago. A friend of mine called one evening. “Jane Wyman’s in town from Hollywood,” he said, “and we’re all stepping out tonight. How about you and Greta coming along?” Greta and I were newlyweds. I'd just closed a flop play; I was out of a job. I wore a chip on my shoulder about movie stars in the money; they gave me the pip. In my mind I had a definite picture. I figured we’d spend the evening at El Morocco talking about Wyman, her contract, Hollywood. I couldn’t have cared less. But this fellow was a friend of mine. “Delighted,” I lied. Well, I got a slight surprise. Jane wasn’t dressed (Continued on page 102) by gregory peck

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30 EOD SRE IAL STOTT by | cholly knickerbocker @ | think most of us generally take any “hot news” breaks from Hollywood with a raised-eyebrow, tongue-in-cheek at- titude. Press agents for the fantastic filmfolk are constantly outdoing one another in bizarre attempts to get their clients on the front page. That is why I first shrugged off reports that Gene Tierney and my brother, Oleg, were getting a divorce. I shrugged, that is, until this particular “rumor” became a bit too per- sistent. Then I cornered Gene at the Stork Club—during one of her junkets to the East—and decided to crack the case ‘once and for all. While dancing with Gene, I asked her: “What's all this nonsense about you and Oleg? Is it true that you're going

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| IT WASN'T "JUST ONE OP THOSE THINGS.” THERE. WERE REAL REASONS FOR THE TIERNEY-CASSINI PARTING— AND HERE THEY ARE. Gene Tierney, seen here at a Waldorf-Astoria cocktail party in New York, is one of Hollywood's most "painted" ladies. Artist John Vogel will do her portrait next—for her newest film—The Ghost and Mrs. Muir. TE * to divorce him? Or are the press agents cutting capers again?” one “This one is no stunt,” she said. “We are getting a divorce.” Gene wasn’t kidding, and I knew it. -To say that I was | surprised is a fair example of an understatement. After all, | I had just spent a month on the Coast as guest in their (Oleg’s | and Gene’s) house, and I can honestly say that I saw nothing | amiss in their homelife. Maybe a squabble or two (who knows a married couple that doesn’t have them? ), but nothing | bordering on murder, mayhem or divorce. But from Gene, herself, I found that the rumor was not-a rumor. After nearly six years of what many had termed the “perfect marriage,” the Cassinis were now going their merry With Gene's divorce suit already filed, hopes of a reconciliation have faded—although both plan joint Eastern trips this month. Gene has asked the courts for custody of three-year-old daughter Daria. : - — : way—in opposite directions. Up to the time I had spoken to Gene I labeled any talk of a divorce as fantastic. No doubt they were the ideal pair. In Hollywood—where most people expect marriage to be a flop—Gene and Oleg were held up as the happy couple. They were well liked. They were dined and wined frequently by members of the filmland colony. In short, everything clicked smoothly. What happened? Somewhere, something had gone hay- wire. And, as usual, the public was misled by stories of the sensational variety. There was nothing “sensational” about it, and there was no lurking villain who came between them. Recall the rumors:, “Gene Tierney is in love with (Continued on page 114)

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PEO CCT IN THE SPRING, A YOUNG GIRL'S FANCY TURNS To DREAMS—OF CLOTHES. AND ESTHER WILLIAMS DREAMED IN TECHNI- COLOR... @ Girls are funny about Easter. The first couple of Easters a girl can remember, she’s mainly interested in pushing a chocolate rabbit around the rug with her nose. And saving dirty jelly beans. But from the minute a girl’s mother pulls a girl’s howling head out of the chocolate, and ties a ribbon on it (the head, not the chocolate) the girl is cooked. Done. Finished. She gets a load of herself in the mirror, and suddenly she wants to be in’ pictures. After that, you’ve just got to have a new Easter outfit every year. It’s part of your debt to society. And for weeks before, you dream. You dream about walking into the fanciest store in the biggest city in the United States. The salesgirl calls you Modom, and fits you out in the prettiest things in the place—all delicately fashioned from old rose petals and the palest star- dust, all hideously expensive. But somehow nobody ever mentions money. And somehow the whole thing never happens, and you go out and buy a cute navy-blue dress which is practical, and maybe you splurge a little on a hat. Maybe the hat has a giddy, (Continued on page 113)

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Like all women, Esther Williams had trouble deciding which hat she wanted—even with the assistance of Mr. Wally. He's one of the partners who runs John Frederics, an exclusive millinery store. Esther was charmed with the story of one customer who broke her leg, then sent for a dozen hats—for her morale! Zz EF - - : AUD ROU aes A 4 on ay isto ppperetee pict leiroimip ony fhe Is all well and good for Esther to pose in gay prints like this, but Mr. Donn congratulated Esther on her new picture, the tech- i nicolored Fiesta. So Esther retorted that it wasn't any Mr. Donn, famous Hollywood designer, advises girls on small budgets to orted , . more colorful than Mr. D.'s dazzling black and red jacket! plan carefully, choosing one-color costumes with lots of gay accessories ia) w

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HE WAS ALWAYS ! THERE, TERESA WRIGHT'S fi DAD, SOMETIMES FOR TRIUMPHS, SOMETIMES FOR TEARS—BUT ALWAYS WITH LOVE. By Abigail Putnam oe ptt! Ge as

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t (top), liked his daughter's rol sued, an original story written for her by husband Niven Busc But he really plays proud father about The Best Years Of Teresa's dad, Arthur Wrigh ™ There was a certain monotony about the letters Teresa used to write to her father from school. Incidentally, she was Muriel in those days, and still is to her dad and husband. Muriel Teresa, she was christened, and had to drop the first name on joining Equity because of another Muriel Wright already registered. To get back to the monotonous letters, they'd go something like this: “Dear Daddy, how are you, I’m fine, we went swimming today, I’m having a wonderful time. Your loving daughter, Muriel—” Once she made-a mistake and wrote, “Your lovely daughter, Muriel—” He smiled over it, but felt secretly that she hadn’t made a mistake at all. Any revision of opinion since then has been up- ward. Arthur Wright comes of Dutch and British ancestry, so he doesn’t (Continued on page 123) (es)

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Shirley Temple and John Agar believe in working out their future care- fully, instead of just drifting. For example, Shirley has great hopes for Jack as. an actor; would like him as a co-star. Jack isn't so sure. if n oft pf f= H- st,} [4 £7 74 7 YW U FO, fUtAA _- nee Despite Jack's quips to the contrary, Shirl 71s a good cook. At her recent dinner party for both their families, she prepared food for 14! Main dish was Agar Ham—easy to make. Nobody got sick, either. Yi Lb, Lf, . IW / Ads a q i Soke With Honeymoon and Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer. completed, Mrs. A. | deserved a vacation, so she and John went off to’ Palm Springs for plenty j of sunshine, outdoor lounging, and a quiet first-anniversary celebration. { s

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@ “Golly,” said Shirley, “if the first year’s sup- posed to be the hardest, think how easy the rest of our years are going to be——” The young Agars sat watching the flames of their own hearthfire, Jack in his big chair, Shirley on the floor, using his legs as a backrest. They’d been mar- ried several months over a year, but for part of that time Jack had still been in the service. This was a special kind of anniversary-—the completion of their first year together under one roof. “Maybe they’re all wrong,” Shirley persisted. “Maybe the first. year’s always the easiest—” Marriage experts agree that marriage crashes most often against one of three rocks: Money. In-laws. Incompatibility. The Agars have no money problem in the usual sense: But before their marriage, Jack made one point clear. “If you want to go on working, that’s your own business. But we live on my dough. Your three squares a day are my business.” “Two,” Shirley said. “I don’t eat breakfast.” “Fine. That means I (Continued on page 96)

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AS WE GO TO PRESS, THE SMART MONEY'S ON JENNIFER JONES—TO WIN THE HOTTEST "OSCAR" DERBY HOLLYWOOD'S EVER SEEN! by FLORABEL MUIR Despite objections of some civic groups, Jennifer and David Selznick are confident that the public will vindicate their faith in Duel In The & This year, for the first time, big-time Sun. Poor Jenny's still living at the beach—uh-huh, housing shortage. _ gamblers east and west made book on the Oscar Derby. Olivia de Havilland moved into top place when prices were first quoted in Hollywood. She was 3 to 1. Then David O. Selznick put on his arc-lighted, illuminated-balloon press pre- view of Duel in the Sun at the Egyptian Theater and, lo and behold, the next odds sheet showed that a new and sharp young filly named Jennifer Jones had moved up into first position at the prohibitive price of 6 to 5. A couple of nights later Selznick dropped over to my table at the Chan- tecleer Restaurant on the Strip where he and Jennifer had been dining with Anita Colby, Skitch Henderson, and the Louis Jourdans. “That hot copy of yours is getting hotter by the minute,” I said to him. “I mean Jennifer. Not only doés she sizzle the screen in your picture but she is a feedbox tip to take down her second award. I want to interview her.” The minute Jennifer walked into the private dining room at the Selznick studio for afternoon tea and talk, I got the same kind of hunch ‘that must have stirred up the odds-layers. Around the Selznick stable they call her Jonesy. But she might have been mistaken for a young society debutante just turned loose on Park Avenue from Miss Spence’s school and a postgraduate training at ) tas ‘Jennifer hasn't forgotten the veterans, is a regular visitor at Birming- ham Hospital. Incidentally, she's the only star to appear in N. Y.'s Metro- one of simple (Continued on page 92) politan Museum of Art—as Bernadette in Norman Rockwell's portrait. Mme. Balsan’s in Paris. Her costume was

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Anne goes for Beethoven, John's a jazz fan. She likes to ride, he prefers golf. But in art—ah—they're both mad for young artist Scott Benton, whose ‘'Clown" was a gift from him to: her. ANNE BAXTER SCOFFED AT DREAMS OF A PERFECT MAN—AND THEN SHE MARRIED JOHN HODIAK. NOT THAT HE'S PERFECT. HE JUST DOESN'T HAVE ANY FAULTS oP: s = se Sin Pie F e a John was a happy man when he finished Desert Fury and Arnelo Affair, and took his wife East for the first time. Before leaving, he set up a fund to provide sports centers for-kids in his home town. Granddaughter ot architect Frank Lloyd Wright, Anne (who's next is Blaze of Noon) has a natural interest in home-building. So has John, who likes his landlady (Anne), but would rather not “rent.” -

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™ I have little patience with the time-honored theory that a girl really never knows a man until after they are married. I don’t wish to appear old-fashioned or smug, but the John and Anne of my story knew each other well before their marriage, and built a foundation of friendship along with romance. From the time Hume Cronyn first introduced us, through our brief hello at Alfred Hitchcock’s Easter party, to the time of our marriage, two full years and more passed by. There were several times, shortly after our friend- -ship had blossomed into romance, that we thought of marrying at once, but we decided, at all costs, to be deliberate. This meant that we had to suffer the read- ing of occasional stories that we had quarreled and called the whole thing off. John and I just laughed. We could afford to, because after all, what was more im- portant: our marriage, or the gossip columns? And besides, nobody really knew what our intentions were. John Hodiak is the most intriguing man I know. However, when I try to explain WHY John is my most interesting exhibit in the species male, I’m a little nervous. Perhaps I shouldn’t (Continued on page 80) by anne baxter 41

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P At four, Halifax's “Sonny Stevens was a redhead, with a temper that matched. ™ As Mark Stevens’ bus rumbled across the frozen Canada-U. S. border, headed South, he knew he was going to America for good—and to make good—or else. _His first invasion had been a flop—true enough _—but he was seventeen then and he’d tackled New York, the biggest, stoniest city in the world. This trip Mark was nineteen, and he was headed for a smaller city, Akron, Ohio. He sat bundled up in his long overcoat, staring through the frosted pane at the snow-packed high- way. : Akron was where Marge Shipple lived. The thrilling days of their summer romance at Round Lake in Quehec buzzed up inside his brain. Marge ‘was the first and only girl so far who had pene- trated his cautious, touchy heart. He wanted to see Marge now. He was only a few miles away. The bus rolled on. He climbed down, finally, at Akron and called the Shipples. “Mark Stevens! Well—of all people. Ill run right down and pick you up!” ; “Oh, no—” protested Mark’s pride. Marge laughed as she hung up. “Yow certainly haven’t changed a bit!” Mark remembers the Shipples as one of the kindest, nicest families he’s ever known. They laughed him out of his stand-offishness, took him into their home, told him to stay as long as he liked. For the first time in his life Mark ran around with youths his own age, tasted—and liked —good clean teen-age fun and companionship. He went to nice parties, (Continued on page 105) “Wake up, Steve," insists wife Annelle. (He probably wouldn't an- swer if she called him Mark.) ‘Aw, Buster,” protests Mark. But it's no use; he's got retakes on J Wonder Whos Kissing Her Now. FS "Like his old man, Mark Richard Stevens, Jr. is a fighter; see those fists? His Grandma brought him a silver cup given to her sea-cap- tain dad by the King of Denmark for the daring rescue of a ship. | Scan = oT

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| , a allt SS S The kitchen in their new house is an alcove off the living room, and the Stevenses do their own cooking—excelling, says Mark, in well-done toast. Dish- washing, when guests are invited, always turns into a riotous community affair. Mr. and Mrs. James Cooke, Mark's mother and step- father, live in Montreal, but came down to see their first grandchild, admit frankly he’s “wonderful. HE DIDN'T HAVE A PENNY IN HIS POCKET, BUT WHEN IT CAME TO PRIDE, HE'D CORNERED THE MAR- KET! e (PART II) By Kirtley Baskette 43

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iin 2 JOAN'S SISTER BETTY PROVES THAT SISTERS ARE THE SAME THE WORLD OVER, SWIP-— ING EACH OTHER'S SWEATERS, PEARLS—AND MEN! by betty caulfield ™@ Daddy and I were walking home from seeing Blue Skies, grins on our faces two feet long. “Isn’t’ it incredible?” I said. “Joan Caulfield—your very own child in Technicolor!” “Not exactly incredible,” Daddy said smugly. He’s gotten very smug over her. Sort of “Well, what did they expect of Henry Caulfield’s daughter-” ish. “Quite a sister, eh Betty?” he went on heartily. It is to laugh, really. I knew all along that Joan was wonderful stuff, but.they had to show Daddy. Come to think of it, there was nothing in Joan’s past to indicate that she’d one day be a movie star. Whoever heard of a movie star being born in Orange, N. J., and drinking sodas with hordes of unsmooth characters at (Continued on page 86) ; When Joan and John Lund were young N. Y. actors, he ee |, a wager she'd win movie stardom first. She lost, and cheer- fully paid her debt by playing his guide at Farmers’ Market. Enjoying an afternoon off from her new picture, Welcome Stranger, Joan has a cup of tea with Mrs. Caulfield, who's very particular about the blend. Afterwards, Joan will read, mend, or catch up on household chores.

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————————eee by BEAUTIFUL INSIDE AS SHE IS OUTSIDE— e ed sullivan | INGRID'S JUST AS i | i 1 | A WOMAN OF PASSIONATE CONVICTIONS, WITH THE SHINING COURAGE | TO LIVE UP TO THEM. walk i Divi... ™@ For thirty uneasy minutes, Ingrid Berg- man had been interviewed by the drama critics, the movie critics and the reporters from the morning and afternoon staffs of Washington, D. C., newspapers. “Uneasy” is at best a partial characteriza- tion of the tautness and tension that electri- fied the room. It was a fencing exhibition, with the blades never quite completing their forward: plunge to the heart of the subject. 3 “For half an hour,” suddenly said Ingrid Bergman, “I have been hoping that one of you would ask me the only important ques- tion. Nobody has asked it, so I shall ask the question and answer it myself.” _ The newspapermen looked at each other. “Miss Bergman,” said Ingrid, “what is your reaction to the knowledge that Negroes will not be permitted to see your performance of Joan of Lorraine at Lisner Auditorium?” If Ingrid Bergman suddenly had whipped out a king size atom.bomb and tossed it deftly at the head of an afternoon reviewer, the. sensation could not have been more violent. These Washington newspaper veterans had met other Hollywood stars, and had engaged them in discussion of such in- nocuous things as California climate, realism - in Art, or the (Continued on page 121) ed st Be; é After completing Arch of Triumph, Ingrid flew to N. Y. to — star in B'way play, Joan of Lorraine. On opening night, author Maxwell Anderson gave her Joan of Arc statuette.

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MAYBE SOME DAY HE'LL WANDER OFF AND NEVER COME BACK. . .. ONLY WHEREVER HE GOES, ERROL FLYNN TAKES WITH HIM NORA'S UNDERSTANDING, UNDEMANDING HEART. By Carl Schroeder —

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Before their yachting trip, Errol escorted Nora to the Brown Derby, laughed at Reno rumors. Nora went only as far as Acapulco, then came home to await her St. Valentine’s Day gift: another baby! ) When Nora Eddington Flynn arrived from Mexico with two-months- old Deirdre (who's now.two years old!) reporters wondered why her husband didn't meet her. Was Errol ill with an attack of malaria? Author meets author: Errol, who's working on a new novel, talks shop with Carl Schroeder. Errol {now in Escape Me Never) had to get rid of the talking mynah bird he had aboard his yacht; its language was -too offensive! yaa SE " - cs @ A little man stood on a rain-swept street corner in New Orleans, hopelessly hailing taxicabs. To his surprise, one stopped. The door swung open. The wet little man gave an address on St. Charles Street and leaned back with a sigh of relief. Abruptly, the sigh changed to a gasp. The taxi- cab, with a great grinding of gears, began to move backward. Then it stopped. It moved backward again. “Please,” the little man said, “we’re going in the wrong direction.” “T know it,” the driver said, not turning his head. The cab stopped again, then slammed into high gear and roared away. Eccentric people, these cab drivers, the little man thought. Nearing St. Charles Street, he leaned forward and said, “Turn right on St. Charles.” The cab driver nodded. At St. Charles Street he turned left. The little man rapped on the win- dow. “T said right!” he shouted. The cab stopped. Still with his eyes straight ahead the driver ex- claimed, “Look, bub, I’m driving this cab. We can’t both do it. If you (Continued on page 8&3) 49

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1 cia dpi ascn Wik ane ES as cape Ss 2 > ata ia ee a Oe Me ie heat Oe ih ati a? FT te ee ee ee THEY COULDN'T BREAK EACH OTHER'S WILLS, STUBBORN DANE AND STORMY MARGOT CLARK—BUT THEY ENDED UP BREAKING EACH OTHER'S HEARTS .. . by Valerie Sloan special reporter for MopERN SCREEN Like his new picture, Dane's That Way With Women—only not with his wife, Margot Clark, who's “agreed to disagree" with Dane. Tempera- ment's the trouble; both Clarks have. plenty of ambition and spirit. OF i i) M@ Place two restless, dynamic, brilliant individuals together L & in a man and wife relationship and sooner or later something | | snaps or one of them bows to the superior will. Set them f down in Hollywood, the walled city of the Kingdom of Make Believe, where realities often appear phony and nothing is — , on the level—except struggle—and true love finds its path — ’ rugged, indeed. : 1\. Dane. Clark has bidden a sorrowful farewell to his talented | y wife Margot, a beautiful redhead of so many talents that she ‘ Fy Rh ahi Pe ees Ce

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hasn’t up to now been able to decide exactly which one to emphasize. Their break came as a shock to all except close friends who have known for months that it was inevitable. Margot, a girl of high strung temperament, wilful, de- termined, ambitious—a dynamo of energy—has gone back to New York. In fact, she went back before Christmas, leaving Dane in the midst of his new starring picture at Warner's, Deep Valley. There have been some guarded whispers that tempestuous Ida Lupino, who co-stars with Dane m the film, may be the other woman in this drifting apart of a magnetic pair; but I can_assert with positive emphasis that it is simply not true. There is no other woman; there’s only a “thing.” The “thing” in Hollywood rifts is always intangible, im- penderable, elusive—but there. I-hurried all the way out to Calabasas, in the far end of the San Fernando Valley to get Dane’s own story of the breakup of his marriage to Margot. I caught the overtones of sorrow (Continued on page 126)

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“that’s what by maurine cookson IT WAS RAINING—THEY WERE HUNGRY—AND THEY HADN'T A QUARTER AMONG 'EM. "VIOLETS!" BEAMED TOM DRAKE. "THAT'S WHAT WE NEED!" ™ I remember a scene Tom Drake played once that was good enough for an Academy Award. I didn’t see it, but I certainly heard about it. In fact, the only audience Tom had was a nurse in the corridor of a New York maternity hospital. She glided into my room every fon minutes wearing a grin. “We'd bet- ter get that baby born, Mrs. Cookson,” she laughed, “before your husband wears out the linoleum in the hall!” She said my husband was covering the floor with cigarette stubs like a snowstorm and heaving enough sighs to blow down the walls of Jericho. It wasn’t my husband, of course. My husband’s name isn’t Tom Drake; it’s Peter Cookson, but he’s one of Tom’s best friends. Peter, who’s an actor, too, was on the road with The Merry Widow then. He had to leave New York (Continued on page 98) I like about Tom” Peter Cookson and wife, Maurine (below, with Tom), have been Tom's best pals since hash days on Broadway. Even then, they tagged him for stardom! That phony beard is a prop for I’ll Be Yours, with Deanna Durbin and Bill Bendix. Or does it herald Tom's debut as author of “The Sun Cries At Night"? Yet he does seem -more interested in Beverly Tyler than the Sat. Review of Literature.

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THE LOVE STORY OF GINGER ROGERS AND JACK BRIGGS? IT REMAINED A SWEET AND GUARDED SECRET UNTIL COLUMNIST ED CORNERED THE LOVERS AND MADE THEM TALK. by Ed Sullivan @ “Shall we tell_him everything?” Ginger asked. We were sitting at a late table in the Stork Club— Ginger, Jack Briggs, Eddie Rubin and I-—at the witch- ing hour, when people begin to mellow. Somehow the talk had drifted to love and how sound and sensible it is to say that truth is stranger than fiction—stranger even than movie scripts! It all began with the flukiest meeting you can imagine. Ginger Rogers was winding up a long and exhausting War Bond tour, accompanied by her Man Friday, Eddie Rubin. “Only one more|stop and then we can take a long rest, Eddie,” said Ginger, as they headed for San Diego. The Marine “brass” gave Ginger a typical Marine welcome when she got to the El Cortez Hotel. There were flowers and baskets of fruit and staff cars and all the trappings. “Pardon me, Ginger, I’ve got things to do,” said Eddie Rubin, and he ducked out. One of the things he had reminded himself to do was to telephone ex-RKO stock company actor Jack Briggs, who was completing boot training at San Diego. : “I was called to the phone,” remembered Jack, “and it was Eddie. ‘Come on over to the hotel, Jack, and spend the afternoon with us,’ he said, so I told him that we weren’t in Hollywood, and that a buck Marine simply didn’t walk off the base for the afternoon. So we talked a little more, and then we hung up and I went back to whatever it was I was (Continued on page 68) '’s. all in the way you fie your wrist,” says Jack, who, when he isn't teaching Ginger to pilot a plane with a rubber- band, co-authors a pic for Barbara Stanwyck called Cattle Kate.

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On vacation in the East, Ginger accompanied Jack to Qtakerstown, N. Y., for his grandparents’ 60th ‘anniversary party. Ginny met her in-laws for the first time, stood up as god-mother for her new niece. Both Jack and Ginger are fidgety sitters, but like to sketch—so they ~ switch positions often. When they left for the East, $35,000 worth of Ginger's clothes went with them—including ermine trenchcoat. Ginger.and Jack paid ington. She and Mr. Truman are both natives of Independence, Mo. And, as Dolly Madison in Magnificent Doil, she's practically a former resident! The Briggs are excellent tennis be her life-long friend trout she caught players—but Ginger prefers fishing. You'll if you inquire about the 28 [b. steelhead in Oregon—that made the. real fishermen turn green. SS ee ee

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M@ The first ds I ; : "Best thing for the nerves—knitting,” Jane Wyman advised Jimmy rst words I ever said to Jimmy Stewart while making Magic Town. But he found her take-off on the Man of were, “Why aren’t you in pictures?” And guess Distinction ads—which brings a wry grin from him—more relaxing. what he answered— ae IES a “Me? How could they put this puss on the oe screen?” freee Jimmy said that with such a self-deprecating snort that I couldn’t help firing right back, “Why not? [ve been looking at your face all afternoon,” I said, “and do you know what I think? I think it’s terrific!” We were both at Katharine Cornell’s New York home on Beekman Place that afternoon, read- ing parts for the play, Divided By Three which Kit’s husband, Guthrie McClintic, was planning 4 for Broadway. Nobody there, except Guthrie, had ever seen or heard of James Stewart before, | least of all me. He was just a skinny young guy out of Princeton, trying his luck on Broadway. But everyone, including me, was plenty impressed with the way he read his part. Jimmy himself thought he was the luckiest lad alive when he t walked out with the leading man job. As I write this, that same skinny, awkward guy, older of course, (Continued on page 118) Lucky Brazil's got a: lot on the set. No one “fetches’’ for him, either. He pours his own from the prop truck—and he'll likely bring one back for a busy juicer. Jimmy's current girlfriend, Ellen Ross (above) was a blind date that Jane Wyman arranged. Janie threw a party at Ciro's, and Jimmy swore he wouldn't attend unless she promised to provide a partner for him! /

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EVERYBODY LIKES JIMMY STEWART, THE SHY GUY WHO HAS A WAY WITH WOMEN —WHETHER THEY'RE FOUR OR FORTY. by hedda hopper

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@ Rex Harrison stepped off the Century in New York’s Grand Central Station that morning and was immedi- ately aware of a sense of excitement and a mood of anticipation. A seasoned traveler, he wondered at this; it did not occur to him that this was the first time he had ever arrived in New York from the lazy, sprawling, grove-filled escape of California and that what he felt was the impact of the greatest city on the earth. But as he followed his porter up the ramps to the cab stand and rode ont into the streets, he understood. He smelled the sharp, metallic air; he heard the ever- present voice of seven million people crowded, story- upon-story, onto a' tiny island; and he caught the vitality, the danger, the harsh challenge that not even London could generate in peacetime. . - And: he knew suddenly that he was going to have a- wonderful time. He would miss Lilli, of course, and Carey—but it did a man good, he reflected, to get away on his own once in awhile. I'll raise a little hell, he thought cheerfully," and tried to remember, from the time years before when he had done a play here, where he could most advantageously accomplish this mission. As it turned out, he was not required to trust his memery. He spent the day avoiding phone calls from studio representatives and the press, then dropped into the Plaza’s Oak Room just in time to see a British wing commander with whom he had served during the early days of the blitz in London. Commander Kip Madison had a friend with him, an (Continued on page 116) Rex is torn between two countries, his native England, where he, Lilli and son Carey (right) lived through the blitz, and America, which he likes better every day. manhattan nocturne THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, THE BIG TOWN'S MIDNIGHT MAGIC—WHAT. FUN WERE is REX HARRISON “WONDERED SADLY, WITHOUT LILLI TO SHARE THEM?’ by Howard Sharpe

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SHE'S DAINTY AND DEMURE, BUT DE HAVILLAND IS ALSO DETERMINED. AND IN A CLINCH, SHE'S GOT A MIGHTY WEAPON—A FISTFUL OF HIGH IDEALS! by Hank Jeffries ™ Male members of the press in Hollywood are never going to be too fond of the man who married Olivia De Havilland. At one time or another, all of them have been sweet on her. There was probably never any hope for any of them. But at least she stayed single. - Then along came a fellow by the name of Marcus ‘Aurelius Goodrich. It didn’t take Olivia all of the two weeks of their courtship to make up her mind to say yes, which indicates that a man doesn’t have to _ be nine feet tall or Clark Gable to win the prettiest girl in town. Not that Olivia’s husband is a half-pint. He’s an impressive five feet eleven and rugged enough be- neath his tweeds to have acquitted himself well in two wars, finishing up the last one as Commander in the Navy, with considerable service in the Pacific to his credit. : ; For those girls in the audience who count each day in their teens lost unless it brings marriage or a successful career a swift (Continued on page 115) husband says maybe they'll holiday in Peru—for a year or so! Broadcasting The Dark Mirror with Lew Ayres was good practice for Olivia, who may do a B'way play this Fall. But her oY " ] ail 2 At the Stork Club, Olivia and Mark Goodrich (center) enter-| | tain England's Phyllis Calvert and husband Peter Hill (right).) To Each His Own made Olivia an Oscar candidate!| } ee: | ;

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gi : pe = Claude Jarman, Jr., of Nashville, Tenn., who will probably be known hereafter as Jody. WHEN THE KID HEARD HOW THE DEER HAD DIED, HE BIT HARD—TO HOLD BACK THE TEARS. THAT'S HOW DIRECTOR BROWN KNEW HE'D FOUND THE REAL JODY—AT LAST! By clarence brown director, m-g-m's ‘the yearling” @ By now, since I’ve bent the ear of everyone I could button- hole about it, I suppose that everyone knows how I found Jody. It’s one of my favorite stories, because—like everyone in Hollywood—I’m an amateur Columbus. I take great pride in having discovered this wonder kid in the wilds of a Nashville, Tennessee, fifth grade school room. eee We at M-G-M had been through some rough experiences in trying to get Marjorie Kin- nan Rawling’s great book, “The Yearling;” onto the screen. It had been bad enough to find a suitable locale, and to schedule shooting at the proper time of year, but finding exactly the right lad to play Jody was a headache—jet-propelled. As you remember, it was ten minutes before three that after- noon in Nashville when my city schools’ guide drove up in front of Jody’s building and said, “It probably isn’t worth stopping, because school will be dismissed in ten minutes.” I had fine-combed Memphis without success, and this school was my last stop in Nashville. My plans were to continue my search in Knoxville, my own home town. I hesitated a second or so, then told my guide that ‘plenty of things could happen in ten minutes. (Continued on page 70)

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E> Se eee ae ae. Bienen GOOD NEWS (Continued from page 10) very well, showing no signs of jealousy. Never in my life have I seen anything cuter than Claude making with the low bow from the waist, asking Mrs. Peck for dance after dance, at a little party not long ago. The kid has just learned to rhumba and he must be devoting the best years of his twelve to it! like a junior deb in the arms of her small, -but persistent, partner. * * * The young fellow striding up and down the station platform was making short, im- patient noises through -his teeth as though he were whistling The Chief in from New York. Maybe he was. It was Larry Parks waitin’ for the train to come in bearing his bride of almost four years—and I say bride literally, because of that time they've been able to spend only a few months together—to Holly- wood and a honeymoon, at last! When the train chugged in, an hour Jate, there was.staged a love scene more real than any Larry emoted in The Jolson Story and happier than any Betty Garrett sang or danced in Call Me Mister. _ On the ride back to the little house Larry ‘had rented in Nichols Canyon, he slipped a -jeweler’s box out of his pocket. It was a diamond engagement ring. “Honey,” said Larry, “I couldn't afford one when we were married. Not even a diamond ~ chip. But here’s what you should have had when I asked you to marry me.” slipped the four-karat sparkler on the right finger. This is one marriage I’m betting on to last. * * * If it's true that “the course of true love never runs smoothly,” then Joan Crawford and Greg Bautzer must be truly in love. These two battle anywhere, any time. They ‘quarrel in Hollywood and make up in New York. And kiss in the Catskills and feud again at Malibu. They're both intensely proud and Fes to be jealous of each other. But they're in the ‘old spot of not being able to be happy apart —or together. - : : 8 * I like Cornel Wilde better all the time. There was a time I could take him or leave him. Now he’s winning me over completely. Not long ago, I publicly pointed out some of | Comel'’s shortcomings as I saw them, calling | particular attention to the fact that he seemed | q little too serious and without much humor. | I also thought he was raising too much thun- | der about his wife's career. The other night at La Rue, he came over | to my table and with nary a sulk in sight, said: “Thanks for the tip-off about some , things you think are wrong with me. I've been thinking about what you said and I think the advice will help me. Sometimes the best thing that can happen to any of us is to see our- selves as others see us. It isn’t always flat- tering—but I hope I never get to the point Mrs. Peck, who is small and petite, looks And he. where I don’t pay attention and try to help myself when I feel opinions are honest. Thanks for your interest.” And thank you, Comel. * * * I’m groggy with the marriage and divorce stories that broke this month involving many of the biggest names in the movie colony. Mickey Rooney and his wife came to a parting of the ways to swell the list of “surprises,” although I, personally, had been expecting the break before this. On several occasions I have talked to Mrs. Panky, Mickey’s mother, and she made no at- tempt to hide the fact that she felt Betty Jane had been neglectful of her. “She never comes to see me,” said Mrs. Panky, ee you know how very close Mickey and I are.” Several months before the birth of her second son, Mrs. Mick went back to Alabama to live with her mother. Mickey made a great to-do about planning to fly down there at the time the baby was born. But he never got around to it. In fact, the races at Santa Anita seemed to be claiming his time and attention. MAY ISSUE Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweet- heart, that’s the Maytime song. - Our Queen of the May is every- boedy’s sweetheart, Ingrid Berg- man. She'll be smiling at you from the cover of our May issue —on the stands April 12. PARTY POSTSCRIPTS After the round of holiday parties, I thought, “Well, we'll settle down after this. Things will get back in the normal groove after all these festivities.” That's what I THOUGHT! I want to say right here and now that ‘if millionaire-philanthropist Atwater Kent had paid cash on the line for the array of talent trotted out free at his “radio party,” even his healthy pocketbook would have suffered it. But, because the affair was in honor of sev- eral visiting radio editors—radio row turned itself inside out for the best private: show ever staged in this town. Consider, if you will, this line-up: Jack Benny playing his violin as only he can’t play it. (“Laugh if you-will,” sneered Jack, as the audience went into gales of laughter when he hit the blue notes, “I’ve made a fortune doing this.”); Edgar Bergen with Charlie Mc- Carthy on his knee; George Burns doing a soft shoe dance that would never make Gene Kelly jealous; Fibber McGee and Molly mak- ing with the wisecracks; Eddie Bracken doing his famous baseball rookie routine; Frances Langford and Ginny Simms obliging with an unrehearsed duet and Kay Kyser keeping the whole thing moving as master of ceremonies. Apparently, everybody wanted to get into the act—and me, too. There I was all dressed up and done to the teeth and Art Linkletter of the “People Are Funny” show suddenly had me out in the spotlight doing the most absurd “orange” gag with Kay Kyser. If you want to completely break up one of your own parties, try this sometime: The lady puts an average sized orange under her chin. The gentleman tries to get the same orange under his chin by simply - nuzzling it into place—no hands are permitted. It's the silliest, craziest antic in the world but the results are hilarious. My escort for the evening at the Kent party was Roy Rogers, making his debut in Hollywood society and Roy was THE celeb- rity of the evening to the other celebrities. -He looked mighty handsome, pardner, in his tuxedo, which he had rented because he doesn’t own one of his own. When I returned to our table after my stint, Roy said, “Louella, you shore surprised me.” I'd practically knocked myself out. Maria Montez and Jean Pierre Aumont 3 were at our table. With them was the handsome French actor, Claude Dauphin. He’s something of a French Spencer Tracy. Is that bad? Maria, with her hair high on her head, was wearing one of those gorgeous gowns she brought back from Paris—a pink Angora wool with long sleeves and a. high collar. Her evening bag was a stunning thing made of alligator. Leave it to la Montez to be different. Later, the same week, Maria en- tertained for Dauphin and I'll tell you about that further on. * & * But there was still another party to be covered that same evening. Yes, the social affairs are getting so crowded that they're tossing them two at a time. The famous international hostess, Cobina Wright, Sr., was giving one of her delightful affairs and so I grabbed onto Roy and off we went. Judy Garland; looking like a fashion plate. was leaving just as we arrived but she was still receiving congratulations on the way she had sung “Little Girl Blue” for the quests. Her dress was pale green and with it she was wearing the loveliest coral earrings and neck- lace, a present from Vincente. Very sophis- ticated was our Judy, who was just a little girl such a short time ago. But as Mrs. Vin- cente Minnelli, she could pose for any fashion book. Lana Turner had come alone—her heart- beat,~Ty Power, being in Mexico making Captain from Castile, but, oh, did she look out of this world? She, too, had her hair up and wore a sleek black dress with gold filagree jewelry. Lana never looks the same twice. Sometimes- (and this was certainly one of those times) I think she has wonderful taste. “Kre you really in love with Ty?” I asked. & Surprised HIM? : oF ee a aac

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ro ae “Oh, yes,” she answered, tuming those big, brown eyes on me. “This is the real thing.” How many times have I heard Lana say that before, each time with the conviction of a girl who has finally met the man she’s looking for. “I'm deeply in love with Tyrone and as soon as I finish my picture, I’m going to Mexico to be with him. He’s so lonesome.” Well, THAT I can understand. Cobina’s house is a divine place for a party. It’s right next door, or should I say right next hill, to Pickfair, and has a view of the entire city of Los Angeles from its wide windows that almost seem to be glass walls. A formal dinner had been served earlier in the evening but at midnight, supper was set up on buffet tables in the dining room— wonderful Mexican dishes. Somewhere in the background, someone was playing ro- mantic music very softly until Skitch Hender- son took over the keyboard. Skitch was with Anita Colby, natch. I was surprised that he wasn’t wearing a tie and a few minutes later I discovered why. Anita had taken it off him to wear around the neck of her stunning black fur coat—and believe it or not the effect was so smart it's sure to start a new fad. At three o'clock in the morning, my cow- boy friend, Roy Rogers, who had suddenly become the social hit of Hollywood, started down the hill. “How did you like your first night in Hollywood society, Roy?” I asked him. “It's shore wonderful,” he said, “if you just don’t come unfrayed!” * * * Every year Louis B: Mayer, boss of M-G-M, tosses a beeg party and when I say beeg, I mean BIG. Two hundred guests sat down to dinner and later danced at Louis’ Beverly Hills house that is literally filled with the racing trophies won by Busher, Honeymoon, Be Faithful and others of his famous race horses. MODERN SCREEN _ Little June Allyson, cuter than a bug, in a white gown, danced almost every number with that man she loves, Dick Powell. He's lost so much weight his dinner jacket doesn’t fit him at all and June said it looked like it had been made for Sydney Greenstreet. “I was never fat,’ Dick snubbed her. “Just pleasingly plump.” At the next table were Barbara Stanwyck and Robert Taylor—Barbara looking lovely in a decolleté gown, but admitting that she has made so many pictures in the past twelve months that she’s practically out on her feet. She won't work so hard next year. Bob in- ‘sists that she take time off to go to Europe with him. The tables were set up way past the dining room out to the patio which had been cov- ered with gay striped canvas. Through the open doors I spotted Claudette Colbert in the most unusual color green dress I have seen, but on her it looked good, Walter Pidgeon talking quietly with Cary Grant, much to the distress of several belles who would have liked to be. talking to Walter Pidgeon and Cary Grant; Gail Patrick, look- ing like a dream walking-—aond Ann Sheridan, simply stunning in a gold gown. * * ¥ Still another producer who gave with a terrific party was Hal Roach, and the oc- casion honored my favorite doctor, Dr. Harry ever _Martin, Bebe Daniels and the host, himself, on their natal day. Hal’s beautiful colonial house. in Beverly Hills had practically been turned into a smart nightclub—the whole idea being Mrs. Roach’s. A full orchestra played for the dancers until the wee small hours and over one hundred and fifty people sat down to dinner. The Gregory Pecks seldom attend big Hollywood parties, but they were among the first to arrive at Hal's. Mrs. Peck is such a cute little thing and I have noticed that she dresses in a very "Is this 256 Forsythe Street?" \not. That's a romance you can't figure out. distinctive style. She wears high neck dresses ren eo for evening, usually with long sleeves. Here 2 she had on a black bouffant model with a tiny ruffle of white around the neck. With her close-cropped blonde hair she looked like a grown-up doll. And maybe you think her good-looking husband wasn’t proud of the admiring glances coming her way. Dorothy Lamour and Bill Howard told me that their son; Ridge, had just celebrated his first birthday and that he was on his way to becoming the best dressed man in town. “Best diapered,” whispered Bill. But it’s true that Dottie is having all Bill’s best looking sweaters copied into miniatures for Ridge and sometimes he looks like a football player and sometimes like Clark Gable in the turtle neck numbers! Jeanette MacDonald looked every inch the glamorous opery star in a gold dress and formal hairdo. But she was sad. Gene Ray- ‘mond was taking off the following day for New York and a Broadway.show and they would be parted for a little while. I noticed that several of the girls were wearing a new hair arrangement. Both Lana Turner and Mrs. Bob Cobb sported long, straight hair with long, uncurled bangs. Mary Pickford was wearing her famous diamond and ruby necklace—a truly fabulous piece of jewelry. It is elaborate enough to adom royalty—but wasn’t Mary, herself, the “Queen” of Hollywood for many years? I got a tremendous kick out of the special “newspaper,” Bebe Daniels had gotten up, written as I write my column but filled with crazy, and I fear, scandalous “new8’ about all the guests present. The papers were de- livered by the cutest little newsboy I think I’ve ever seen. No, he isn’t in pictures. He's the kid who delivers papers regularly at the Roach house and he asked to be allowed to be in on the gag. His eyes almost popped out at all the famous stars—but I thought he looked longest at June Allyson. — * 2 eae Maria Montez, who used to be such a fly- away girl, has settled down into one of our most dignified young matrons. She and Jean Pierre Aumont have a charming home, and when I attended a cocktail party there, I thought how beautifully everything had been planned and arranged. It was quite a gathering of the French colony, but I must say they are always s0 polite and never embarrass other people by speaking their native tongue. Among the early arrivals, I noticed Turhan Bey, talking with a very pretty girl, and Joan Bennett and Walter Wanger. Greg Bautzer was in a comer with Joan Caulfield_and Greg was very cool to me. When I inquired the reason, he said someone had told him I had said on my air show that Joan Crawford had given him a car. “I buy my own,” he said stiffly. I told him that any one of seven other commentators must have said it. I didn’t. ’ I don’t know at this writing whether Greg, who's been attentive to so many Hollywood beauties, Dorothy Lamour, Lana Turner and others, will make up with Joan Crawford or snd eed a

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OUP ea ee ree 1 eee et ere Gn are ie FULL CONFESSION (Continued from page 54) doing, and thinking to myself how nice it would have been to duck out of camp and spend the day with Eddie Rubin. “About 3 o’clock that afternoon,” con- tinued Briggs, “I was called to the office for another phone call. I picked up the re- ceiver and said: ‘Private Briggs talking,’ and then I almost fell on the floor, because the voice on the other end said: ‘Private, this is Capt. Smith talking.’ I figured it was a gag but before I could make some comedy crack, the voice said: “P.R.O, has asked that you be permitted to go to El Cortez Hotel to renew an old RKO friend- ship. A station wagon will pick you up in thirty minutes. Your pass will be good until they leave.’ Then the phone clicked.” What had happened was this: Rubin.told Ginger about ex-RKO actor Briggs, asked if Rubin could use Ginger’s name to get him off for a few hours. “Certainly,” said Ginger. “Why ask me, Eddie?” Rubin ex- plained that it might be very embarrassing if the Marines asked Ginger about Briggs, and Ginger knew nothing about it. “When you meet him, Ginger,” warned Rubin, “make believe you knew Jack at RKO, or he may get into trouble in boot camp.” h'ya,marine ... Pvt. Briggs, No. 435529, got to El Cortez Hotel, feeling plenty awkward. Marines passing by the hotel, as the station wagon pulled up, made typical Marine comments as the rookie-clambered out. Briggs says he never felt so completely awkward as he felt at that moment. “Ginger,” said Eddie Rubin, upstairs, “this is the Marine I was telling you about, Jack Briggs.” Ginger, who had been seeing Marines all day long, said casually: “H’ya Marine?” Briggs said he was all right. “You have dinner with us tonight, Jack,” said Rubin. So it was settled, but when they were.about to enter. the dining room, Pvt. Briggs backed away, his face ashen. “What’s wrong, pal?” asked Rubin, solicit- ously. “You sick?” Mute, Briggs pointed inside to Ginger’s table. “I can’t sit there,” he said. “She’s a real nice girl, Jack,” soothed Eddie. “She’s no movie star prima donna.” Gasped Briggs: “It’s not her! But look at those officers with her. I can’t sit down at the same table with them. It just isn’t done!! I’m going out to a beanery and get me a sandwich and coffee, and I'll see you later. Goodbye.” Rubin chased after him, got him in the lobby: “Now, listen, jerk,” he stormed. “This is just another day’s work to us. I don’t know from colonels and captains and all that stuff. You’re having dinner with me, and that goes.” At the dining room en- trance, Briggs again turned pale but Rubin, behind him, shoved, and this time they got to the table. “Hello, Jack,” said Ginger, looking up and putting on a personality smile. “I never suffered through such a meal,” shudders ex-Pvt. Briggs. “The offi- cers tried to speak to me, but brother, I didn’t try to make small talk with them.” Later he and Rubin were in Ginger’s suite after the Bond Show. “Well,” said Ginger, “that ends the trip.” She flipped off. her high-heeled shoes, tucked those good-looking legs under her on the divan, and yawned. “Well,” said Pvt. Briggs, taking what he thought was a hint, “I’m shoving off. It’s been a lot of fun.” Rubin looked at him in astonishment: “Don’t you want something to eat? I don’t think you ate much at dinner.” Briggs looked at him Ginger called room service and they sat around for hours, and probably it was at that point that a movie star and a Marine fell in love. - “When you get up to Hollywood, after boot camp,” said Ginger, when he was leaving, “give me a ring.” * “IT couldn’t go to sleep all that night,” Briggs told me, grinning at Ginger. “I kept telling myself that she’d said to call her only because I was a serviceman. But then I’d think to myself that, now and then, when our eyes met, she had smiled differ- ently from the way a girl smiles at-any guy. The-next night, I sat down and wrote her a letter, thanking her for the evening and for getting me out of camp. I was really packing a ‘torch.’ Two days later, I went completely daffy—there was a letter from HER! She said to call her when I got to Hollywood.” But by the time he got to Hollywood, Briggs had lost his nerve. He didn’t call, because he didn’t know her private num- ber. He didn’t call Eddie Rubin, because he didn’t want Rubin to tell him to behave himself. . “One day Ginger telephoned me,” broke in Rubin. “ ‘That friend of yours, Briggs, is a nice guy,’ she said. ‘I see by the Hoily- wood Reporter that he was in town over the weekend. Did he call you?’” Rubin said he hadn’t. “He didn’t call me, either,” said Ginger. So Rubin, burned at Briggs - for this breach of courtesy, sent him a letter at San Diego, bawling him out and telling him, next time in Hollywood, to telephone Ginger and act like a gentleman. “From then on,” said Rubin, “I never heard from Jack, and a couple of times, I commented to Ginger how odd it was. “Maybe he’s shipped out,” said Ginger. But Briggs hadn’t yet shipped out. Each weekend, he came up to Hollywood, and each weekend, he spent with Ginger Rog- ers. They picked unusual hideouts. “Then, one day, Ginger telephoned me from Paramount,” interrupted Rubin, “and I rushed over to the Lady in the Dark set. They were just about to shoot a scene when I came on the stage, but Ginger asked the director to hold the shot. She took me to her dressing room, then closed the door, and said: ‘Eddie, I’ve got.something impor- tant, very important, to tell-you and I want you to know it first. I'm going to be married.’ I congratulated her and she asked MODERN SCREEN COMPLAINTS me to guess the man’s name. Now, that’s a very tough spot, but I made a couple of stabs at it and she said: ‘No, it’s Jack Briggs. We want you to be best man.’” Briggs took over as narrator: “She was to meet me at Los Angeles; wait out there in the parking lot in her car. What a day! At the very time I was supposed to he ar- riving at L.A., the train was just pulling into San Diego, and we left there two hours and’ 15 minutes late. I was dying. Every now and then, I’d push the window shade aside to see where we were. Finally we got to L.A. As I stood up to put on my jacket, I looked down and there, on the lap of the lady sitting across the aisle was a Mopern Screen Magazine, with a picture of Ginger in it. The magazine was upside down, so I leaned down and turned it around, apologizing to the lady. “‘She’s mighty lovely, isn’t: she?’ the lady asked. I told her that Ginger certainly was lovely. ‘Too bad,’ said the lady, ‘I un- derstand she’s marrying some Marine to- night.’ ” just another couple .. . With Rubin at the wheel, they sped to Pasadena, to the rectory ef a church they could see from the main street. The rectory room was decorated with basketball trophies which the young pastor had won in school. He didn’t recognize Virginia Mc- Math, and Jack Briggs was just another Marine. When Rubin tried to slip him a bill, after the ceremony, Rev. Day refused to take it: “The least we can do for ser- vicemen is to marry them free,” he pointed out. The next day, Ginger sent him a letter with her appreciation and something from Jack for the church. For the next 21 months, Briggs served overseas with the Sixth Marines at New Caledonia, Guadalcanal and Okinawa. “Never met so many Texans in my life,” he said. “T’'d kid the new ones by saying my wife came from Texas, and that she’d won a Charleston contest down there. ‘Now whaddya know?’ they’d say, and when I'd tell them her name was Virginia McMath, they’d allow as how they didn’t know the name, but that she sure must be a fine dancer. Later, some of-the old-timers would tell them my wife was Ginger Rogers, and they’d come back and ask me all about her. When I’d explain she orig- inally came from Independence, Missouri, they’d say: ‘Yeah, but she got to Texas right quick.’ ” Briggs, in his plans to become a producer, would like to get some of those Marines to join up with him in Hollywood. “I don’t know if they’d care much for it, though,” he said. “I think if you took them away from Texas, they’d never forgive you.” — “Listen, Jack,” I told him, “Id like to write this love story of you and Ginger, because it’s the nicest love story ever told, the story of a Marine and a movie falling head over heels in love, but fan magazines are a little leary of Hollywood~ love stories. By the time the magazine gets to the stands, naming an Ideal Hollywood Couple, generally the Ideal Couple has made reservations at Reno. Now that’s downright embarrassing.” : “Look, Ed,” said Briggs, “the Marine Corps motto is ‘Semper Fidelis, ‘Always Faithful, and that’s the way it is and it’s always going to be. She is the loveliest — girl in all the world, and I’m the luckiest © Marine.” ielge gratefully: “I’?d love to eat,” he said. So < ‘ Th ON Ma ik A i

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JODY (Continued from page 62) There he,was, tow-headed, blue eyed, sensitive faced. As far as appearance was concerned, he was perfect; but there were other things I had to know about Jody, so he was brought to the principal’s office. Incidentally, Jody was told that I was a football coach, scouting elementary schools, so he ‘had no real inkling of my errand. We sat there and talked sports for a few minutes; then I launched into the story of The Yearling as if it were an experience of a_ friend of mine. I had to be sure of at least two things: that Jody was interested - in and responsive to the plight of animals, and that he had imagination enough to - react to a story situation. As I reached the episode in which Flag, the fawn, was shot by mistake, I watched Jody carefully. He pressed his lips to- gether, his button nose began to redden, and those summer-sky eyes filled with tears-that couldn’t be controlled. great moment. . - That was a great moment for me, as it would have been for any director. I knew that my original hunch had been right: here was a responsive youngster who could give a great performance. : However, we did go through moments when both Jody and I wanted to give up and hand the deer business back to Disney. Do you remember the sequence in which Jody and Flag romped along the crest of the hill, silhouetted against the sky? That scene was intended to express sev- eral things: the spiritual renewal of spring, the lilt of the morning, the beauty of all young life. I wanted Jody to stride along in rhythm. My idea of background music for that sequence had already taken form, so I wanted Jody to stride, then skip, then lope absolutely on beat. When we went into rehearsal I was counting measures like an old music mas- ter. Once I felt that I had established the -syncopation, I asked Jody to try it. Well, the first result was as far from what I wanted as Ed Wynn is from Astaire. “Hold it, Jody. Let’s try it again,” I said. We tried it again. And again. And again. He couldn’t get it. I lost plenty of sleep over it. One morn- ing I looked at Jody, who was rubbing his own eyes, and said, “Didn’t you rest well?” “I stayed awake for a long time last night, figuring out how I’m supposed to walk along the hill,” he explained. “I’ve just got to do it right.” I stopped worrying. That kind of spirit simply can’t fail. A few days later we filmed the sequence without a hitch. For a long time I couldn’t talk about our first day of scheduled shooting in Florida, but I’ve grown mellow with the passing - months. The episode hurt me worse than it did Jody—in a different place, as usual. Naturally, the studio had been put to con- siderable expense to bring Jody and his father from Tennessee to Georgia, to establish them in living quarters, and to make the preliminary tests. I had vouched for the boy, committing the studio for vast sums of money on my judgment. That first morning a studio car was dis- patched to pick up Mr. Jarman and Jody, and to bring them to our location. As they were whisked along the highway, Jody caught sight of one of those highway stands displaying a sign whieh read, “All the orange juice you can drink—10c.” In the confusion of the car’s arrival, Jody slipped away, unnoticed, from his father and me, and hiked back to the stand. When we couldn’t find him, we were frantic. Meanwhile, Jody slapped his dime down on the counter and took the stand operator at his word. He absorbed one glass of ‘orange juice, another, and another. He started back to camp, but the warmth of the day and the weight of his burden were too much for him. When he finally ~ dragged up the road and into the clearing —where we were forming a posse—he was the sickest lad I have ever seen. Usually Jody and Gregory Peck spent an afternoon each week in a flat boat on a nearby lake, fishing. They had consistently good luck, if not in catching fish, in locat- ing other objects of interest. They were near shore one afternoon when fhey spotted a baby crocodile. It was only about eight inches long, and because it was so small they thought it would make a cute pet. Greg caught it and stuffed it imside his shirt. Back at camp, Greg and Jody fixed up a cosy nest in a cardboard box, and put the baby croc to sleep. Some hours later the midnight peace of our cottage court was demolished by a series of outraged howls. Greg rolled out first, muttering something about the mama crocodile probably having come to get her child, as he grabbed a gun. odd bed-fellow .. . When we reached the Jarman bungalow, we found Jody doing his best to maintain a sorrowful air and a straight face. He had taken the crocodile to bed with him, a stunt he might have learned from sleeping with ‘Flag in The Yearling. Mr. Jarman had come home from a late gin rummy session with members of the crew, had undressed in the dark, and had slid in beside his son. His presence was promptly and actively re- sented by an object that Mr. Jarman excitedly decided must be at least a dia- mond-back ‘rattler. He had leaped out of bed, yelling at the top of his lungs.. Quite a few persons have said to me re- cently, “Do you think Hollywood is going to ruin Jody?” ; Certainly I don’t. In the first place he isn’t the sort of human being who spoils easily. Furthermore, he has a wondering, naive’ quality that will—I hope—remain with him all his days. At Christmas time last year, the cast and™ crew chipped in and bought Jody one of those canvas director’s chairs with his name lettered conventionally in black across the back. You should have seen him. He sparkled like Fourth of July, and thanked everyone remotely connected with the gift. At the end of the day he asked diffidently, “Do you suppose it would be all right for me to take it home to keep?” It never oc- curred to Jody to keep it at the studio. Impressing anyone is the farthest thing from his mind. On his birthday, the cast and crew gave | him a party—just e and ice cream on the set—but it made a nice break in the afternoon, and Jody regarded it as a ban- quet. A few days later Jody arrived at the studio with a crate of apples and a sign. The apples, which he had bought on his own hook out of his allowance, were placed on a prominent table below the sign which read, “Please Help Yourself.” i When he became a full-fledged Boy Scout (he had served his apprenticeship > as a cub in Tennessee), Jody invited me to attend the ceremony. I had never been present at such an affair before. As I watched the lighting of the candles which signified each tenet of the Scout creed, and listened to the tense, dedicated young voices reciting the Scout pledges, I had a lump in my throat’ the size of a baseball. There I stood, gazing at Jody and trying to keep my eyes from misting as he marched forward, a lanky, tow-headed, solemn-faced lad who was the very spirit of reverence. I had spent enough time with him to know that his, throat was taut, too, and he was having trouble keep- ing his own eyes dry. After he had finished his part of the service, he swung around and gave me a snappy salute. It was swell. So swell, in fact, that I was glad I had brought along an extra handkerchief. I’ve given a good deal of thought to Jody’s future. Before long he will have to go through an adjustment period during which he’s going to add both height and weight. To judge from the present police- dog puppy size of his hands and feet, I'd say that he may be as tall as Walter Pid- _geon or Gary Cooper when he’s full grown. Inevitably, he’s going to pass through an awkward stage during which he is going to present a casting problem. Only time will tell how he will emerge from this period of development. Incidentally, if he goes on with his pic- ture career, he will probably be known as Jody Jarman instead of Claude Jarman, Jr., because no one ever calls him anything except Jody right now. As I am writing these paragraphs about Jody, the Academy Award _ nominations haven’t even been made. When this is on the magazine stands, the Award for the best performance by a juvenile actor will already have been made, so what I am going to say puts me out on a limb. ill, I am willing to stake my reputa- tion that hell win an Award. I think the kid is great and deserves to win because he is intelligent, sensitive, has a swell sense of humor, listens to advice, hasn’t grown fresh or wiseguy, and finally because he | owns an impressive amount of honest-to- Pete talent. That’s my boy. VIRGINIA WELLES... Paramount featured player, soon to be seen in "Dear Ruth" and "Variety Girl. Virginia models our pet choice for the Easter parade—a navy blue dress-plus- jacket that sings spring. It's" rayon- crepe and taffeta. The smart little lumberjacket comes off to reveal a ‘slim dress which will be wonderful all summer long. (You can see the dress without the jacket on the next page.) The dress is by Doris Dodson. It comes in sizes 7 to 15, and costs about $18. With it, a pale blue felt cloche—new because it fits the head, because it wears its ribbons on the side. Hat by Ann Portny—$12. Shining accent—a silver-finished rhine- stone chatalette, new because it fas- tens like a pin. Chatalette by Jordan— $5.

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Easter must be closer than you think... see the new t VIRGINIA WELLES, | Paramount featured player, models your Easter coat. Below, she wears the Doris Dodson dress (without jacket), shown in color on page 7/1. 1. Short and snappy—with a 2. Slim dressy twill reefer—shining flare in back. Black and white Shamokin satin binding. Rayon and wool. Comes in all-wool plaid. 10-18. About $23 black or navy. 10 to 20. $30 By Summit Sportswear By Judy Nell To find out where to buy these clothes please turn to pad

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3. Slick gabardine easy sleeves. Rayon and~wool. Black, brown, navy, others. By Judy Nell reefer—big 9-15. $35 4. Luscious greatcoat — silver door- knocker buttons, crescent pockets, 100% wool suede cloth. Black, red, pastels. 9-15. $40 By Lassie Junior

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y Soa he 8 vee te 1. Open-crowned flower garden—little brim. By Ann Portny. $5.95 | ‘ Swanky, gold-finished pin (copy of a very expensive pre y one), $4. Matching earrings, $2. Both by Jordan. By CONNIE BARTEL 2. Shallow-crowned bonnet—spring flowers. By Ann Portny. $5 95 Fashion's favorite link choker, gold or silver finished. . With matching bracelet, $1 a set. Earrings, $1. By Jordan.

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a i mercer eee 4. Sonnet-bonnet—with a here-l-come taf- To find out where to buy these hats and jewelry, please turn to page 79. 3. Deep-crowned suit hat—gay tailored ribbons. By Ann Portny. $5 95 Lapel gadget bound to make conversation—gold-finished ‘ peace-pipe, with winking stones. $2. By Jordan. feta bow. By Ann Portny. $6.95 Dressed-up pin with spray of sparkles— gold finished with pastel stones. $2. Scroll earrings, $1. By Jordan.

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| i Caster must te closer see the fresh white blouses! |. Adore little collars—push-up sleeves? 9-| 95 flashing star pins by Jordan. Large or medium, $2. Small, $1. f 3: Silly for frilly ruffles? 10-18. By Toni Owen. $5.95. Flower-petal earrings set with stones. By Jordan. $2. Boy Ere 2. Love square necks—and fagotting? 9-15. By Toni Owen. $5.95. Antique-looking chatelaine, gold or silver finish. By Jordan. $3. i= PRS ‘All in Bates Chamikin Rayon Crepe. To find out where +o buy blouses and : jewelry, please turn to page 79. 2 ieee

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Have you seen the latest? DIY sors tt ee habe el ae EP me ! i Middy dress in Stunzi rayon crepe. Grey, navy, aqua, melon. 10-18. | By Lombardy $14.95 ™@ Here it is—the biggest and most important fashion news of the year. It’s the middy top and pleated skirt—and we want to tip you fl off in advance because it’s spreading like i crazy. See the long blouse—coming way ) down over the hips? See the accordion pleated. skirt? It adds up to a hit fashion trend you're going’ to see everywhere— either in one-piece dresses, as here—or in separate middies and skirts. And wait until you try one on—you never saw yourself so slim! The hat is part of the same becoming 1920’s trend—too new to be everywhere yet, but a very definite coming attraction. Watch and see! s ‘To find out where to buy the middy dress, turn to page 79 Posed by Paramount's Virginia Welles: Middy dress—white, aqua, peach top— black or brown shantung skirt. 9-15. 78 By Jonathan Logan $12.95

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NAVY BLUE EASTER DRESS AND JACKET Worn by Virginia Welles (page 71) Chicago, Ill—Mandel Brothers Cincinnati, Ohio—Mabley & Carew Cleveland, Ohio—Halle Brothers Columbus, Ohio—The Fashion Detroit, Mich—Himelhoch’s Houston, Texas—Foley Bros. New Orleans, La—lMaison Blanche Pittsburgh, Pa—Kaufmann’s San Antonio, Texas—Frost Brothers Washington, D. C.—F. R. Jelleff, Inc. Chatalette pin worn by Virginia Welles (page 71) es (See jewelry list opposite) BLUE FELT HAT Worn by Virginia Welles (color. photo—page 71) - f Cincinnati, Ohio—Mabley & Carew | Detroit, Michigan—Himelhoch’s ' Pittsburgh, Pa——Kaufmann’s "i Washington, D. C.F. R. Jelleff, Inc. _ "SEE THE NEW SPRING COATS!" ; Coat number 1 _ (pages 72-73) Allentown, Pa.—Hess Bros. Boston, Mass.—R. H. White Co. | Trenton, N. J—Stacy Sports Shop Ce ae v _ Coats number 2 and 3 | , (pages 72-73) { Brooklyn, N. Y.—Namm’s | / -soaeaie came Pa—Lit Brothers SL EVEY: Store Washington, D. C.—Lansburgh’s © Coat number 4 \ (pages 72-73) Brooklyn, N. Y.—Martin’s | Detroit, Mich—Kline’s_ . New York, N. Y—McCreery’s | “SEE THE PRETTY HATS" | (pages 74-75) _ Boston, Mass.—R. H. White Co. _ Memphis, Tenn.—B. Lowenstein & Bros. | Nashville, Tenn.—Harvey’s } a “SEE THE FRESH WHITE LE ‘page 77) Boston, Mass.—Filene’s. | New York, N. Y.—Bloomingdale’s Richmond, Va—Thalhimer’s _ Rochester, N. Y—B. Forman ra ri a 5 y JEWELRY Chatalette pin worn by Virginia Welles (page 71} Jewelry on pages 74-75 Jewelry on page 77 (All at stores below) Ashtabula, Ohio—Carlisle-Allen Atlanta, Ga.—Davison-Paxon Atlantic City, N. J—Maeberns Baltimore, Md.—Huizler Brothers Boise, Idaho—Anderson’s Boston, Mass——Jordan Marsh Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus Butler, Pa—A. E. Troutman Cleveland, Ohic—The May Co. Cincinnati, Ohio—H. & S. Pogue Co. Chicago, Ill—The Fair Columbus, Ohio—F. R. Lazarus Co. Connellesville, Pa—A. E. Troutman Dayton, Ohio—Rike-Kumler Detroit, Mich.—Crowley Milner Du Bois, Pa.—A. E. Troutman Easton, Pa.—Orr Dept. Store Fairmont, West Va.—Jones, Int. Flushing, N. Y.—Abramson’s Grand Rapids, Mich.—Herpolsheimer’s Greensburg, Pa—A. E. Troutman Harrisburg, Pa—Worth’s Indiana, Pa—A. E. Troutman Jackson, Mich.—L. H. Field Kansas City, Mo.—Peck Company La Trobe, Pa——S. P. Reed Co. Los Angeles, Calif—The May Co. Miami, Fla—Richard Store Milwaukee, Wis.—Gimbel’s Minneapolis, Minn.—L. S. Donaldson New York, N. Y.—Bloomingdale’s Philadelphia, Pa—John Wanamaker Pittsburgh, Pa—Kaufmann’s Portland, Me.—J. E. Palmer Reading, Pa.—Pomeroy’s San Antonio, Texas—Joske’s San Francisco, Calif—The Emporium Seattle, Wash—The Bon Marche Springfield, Mo.—Heer’s, Inc. Stamford, Conn.—C. O. Miller St. Louis, Mo.—Famous Barr Syracuse, N. Y.—Dey Brothers Tampa, Fla—Maas Brothers Toledo, Ohio—LaSalle & Koch Washington, D. C.—The Hecht Co. Wooster, Ohio—H. Freedlander MIDDY TORSO PLEATED SKIRT DRESS WITH WHITE PIQUE COLLAR AND CUFFS (page 78) Chicago, Ill.—M. L. Rothschild Cleveland, Ohio—The May Co. Detroit, Mich—Crowley Milner Newark, N. J—Bamberger’s New ‘York, N. Y.—Saks-34th Philadelphia, Pa—Strawbridge & Clo- thier Pittsburgh, Pa—Frank & Seder If no store in your city is listed write: Fashion Editor, Modern Screen, 149 Madison Ave., New York 16, N. Y. grea of Heine SEE-WORTHY | yeu yas © LASTEX= Laton batiste . . . so feminine, and practical too. A triumph In figure-flattery. Available in the newest shades. At smart stores everywhere. swim suits by jordan JORDAN MANUFACTURING CORP. 1410 Broadway, New York City, N.Y. LASTEX* by FABTEX - Reg. U.S. Pat. Off.

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THE MAN | MARRIED (Continued from page 41) be, because I am more than a wife to John. I am also, ina sense, his landlady! With one exception, I knew the man I married pretty well. The exception was that I don’t think I ever realized how much John could change some of my ideas. Or how Id grow to value his opinions. For instance, there is the matter of the “little room.” In our house, which nestles on the hillside beneath huge pine trees just off the Sunset Strip, there is a tiny down- . stairs sitting room. I never liked that little room. I have a compelling fear of hemmed-in places. Of course, that little room would be the one place in the house to which John took -a sudden special liking. “You can stay. in there all you want,” I said, “but you know how I feel—so we'll just call it your hideout.” John and whose work we liked tremendously, and I was delighted that for our first Christmas. my husband wanted me to pick out one of his canvasses. We went over to the studio of Benton Scott, who is one of America’s most prom- ising young artists, and it took me ten seconds to make up my mind. I wanted Scott’s “The Clown.” I'll have you know that the model who posed for this is a genuine circus clown. The face is so lifelike that the facial ex- pression changes, or seems to, depending on your own mood. Well—wouldn’t you know it—“The Clown” now hangs in “the little room,” and I spend hours there. His expression seems to say, “How ridiculous can you get?” Subsequently, the last vestige of my complex about the room has vanished. Maybe one reason John’s influence has been so effective is that he doesn’t ruffle easily, though his calmness: is not of the taunting variety. I think he has good judg- ment, which causes me at this point to drop ‘the remark that in my opinion, with- out reference to physical stature (John’s being considerable) a girl likes a man she L= Se, i ST ee FULLING STATION "H's all right. I had discovered an artist ~- can look up to qathane the annoying real- . ization that he is looking down at her. Consider my prime fault. I am not the neatest girl in the world. . Oh, I like things in their places. But all I have to do is walk around in a room, and the first thing I know, there may be a dress on the bed, too many magazines on a table and con- fusion all around. The general effect is as if someone had cleaned the room with an eggbeater! John, effortlessly, is just the opposite. But bless his orderly heart, he’s never once so much as dropped a hint. Unless, of course, you count the time he walked across the room—he would be barefoot, of course—and stepped right on my high heeled sandals. He dropped a hint then, all right—in ringing tones! The first time I really became aware of this considerable difference between us was when we de- cided to build a separate dressing room for him over the garage. en all this was completed, I ob- served that John’s quarters were invariably as orderly as one would imagine a cadet’s at West Point would be. To bring the point into sharp focus, John is the type of man who either dresses like a man of distinction or else very casually, -but never half and half. Not that my John is perfect. “He'll kill me for telling this story. But I’ve just got to tell it. Came the approach of a large party. At the time I was knee deep in Razor’s Edge. I was at the studio before 6:30. John, poor man, was momentarily not working In a picture, and the burden of preparation fell on him., John said not to worry for a second. He’d take care ofthe whole thing. During a break on the set that day, I received an urgent call. “T am ten miles out in the San Fernando Valley,” he said, “but I have finally located that coffee pot.” _ “Coffee pot!” I exclaimed. “Don’t tell me it was that aad to find!” ! just want some-water.' - don’t buy that restaurant thing.” a small shop of our own. “process came abruptly when John said one “Sure,” he replied, “but it’s a beauty. Just like they have in restaurants. As a matter of fact, it’s really, an urn, six feet high, all aluminum, and with a wonderful spigot. Really, darling it’s terrific—and such a bargain at only $50.00!” “But John,” I fumbled for words which would avoid delivering a crushing blow at this moment of his triumph. “All I wanted was one of those large crocks with a spigot. They cost three or four dollars. Please “Look, Anne,” he exclaimed, “I can’t go back on that deal now.” “And why not?” I demanded. “Because,” he retorted, bl ine any sales resistance! I was so happy about finding this that they'll think I'm crazy if I don’t take it.” — When I arrived home that night I found a man’s version of the answers to a list a woman can make out and-pick up in a few hours, plus enough candy and nuts to open “John,” I said, as gently as I could, “there are some things that only a female mind can comprehend.” I suppose that any young wife wonders what is going to happen when she and her husband “settle down” and she isn’t in the spotlight quite as much as she was during courtship. My experience in the “settling down” day, quite casually, “Anne, I’m going to take up golf seriously.” I swallowed my dubious thoughts and said it was a fine idea. Then I promptly went to look at my riding clothes. It had been quite awhile since I'd ridden horse- back regularly. So when John played golf, it wasn’t necessary for me to exclaim, “Oh John, you're not going out to the course again today, are you?” When we went to Palm Springs for a rest after John finished Hal Wallis’ Desert Fury at Paramount, I really enjoyed those long rides through the desert while wis played golf. letting her hair down ... Since I’m really icesoe my hair down in this story—maybe I can get away with re- vealing that John is one of the few actors who doesn’t happen to like lunching in all the noise and table-hopping of the studio commissary. -After he’d grumbled about it long enough to abe me, I marched my- | ‘self out one day and purchased a shiny, old-fashioned lunch pail, which I pre- sented to John the next day. “Look inside, dear,” I said, after he’d finished exclaiming. And there, wrapped in some layers of waxed paper, snuggled a fat Dagwood sandwich I had see up. You know, one of those super-duper, king-size combinations of bread, meat, cheese, mustard—and pickle, of course! Well, it broke John up. He laughed so hard I thought he'd Pe about the practical side of my gift. But not my husband. He toted his pail (and | sandwich!) to work the next day and had a nice quiet lunch in his dressing room, | where he likes to go over his scenes for the afternoon. For no reason at all, we put a sign on the pail, reading “The Surrey With The Fringe On Bottom.” People look at the | sign and roar with laughter or frown and say, “I don’t get it.” The latter reaction is more sensible—it doesn’t mean a thing, except that John- and I enjoy our nonsen= sical jokes. Don’t you think sometimes that ay _( Continued on sage #3)

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THE MAN | MARRIED KCommmnled from page 80) really happy people are those who seem ~ just a little “touched” to their neighbors? For instance, if John should decide to pitch golf balls into the swimming pool, he hasn’t lost his mind. It’s just that there is not one blade of grass around the house on which he can practice swinging. Somehow, I know I should be more articulate in telling about John, but I’m not. When I try to “sum him up,” the re- actions come in “quick takes.” Like this— I like the way he looks directly at you and really listens. He has a good mind. He is not a superman, but he is big and strong and you know that the width of don’t like it, you can get out and walk.” The little man got out. He fished in his pocket to pay the fare to this madman of cab drivers. “No charge,” the driver declared. The little man peered at him. “Why,” he exclaimed, “You're Errol Flynn!” wr OF course, my good fellow,” Flynn an- swered, “Who did you think I was?” The little man went away from there, shaking his head. It is not known whether he tried to tell his wife that he had been driven home—almost—in a taxi chauffeured by Errol Flynn. The good woman prob- ably would have eventually called a doctor and had him taken away in a straight jacket. At any rate, Errol Flynn did drive a taxi in New Orleans. He had a right to, be- || cause he owned it, and it was not his ' fault if people pestered him for rides. He enjoyed every minute of it, and of course sold the cab to somebody else for nearly as much as he had paid for it. There may be some who say that such a prank is not exactly adult. Those would be such prudish individuals as people who have never been to an American Legion convention or seen a free soul really en- joying himself. Flynn was at no legion convention; he is not a free soul, as eight hundred yards of court records will prove, but he does indulge in fantastic flights from the confining business of being a movie star. What trouble Errol Flynn has had during his span of life in Hollywood is caused largely by the fact that he minds his own business. A lot of other people don’t. They mind his. _ At one time, Errol had the all-time record for alleged romantic escapades that wound up in court. Certain young ladies, apparently ambitious for both notoriety and cash, filed all manner of legal actions, resulting in Errol’s regular appearance _ before the bar of justice. Few lawyers have ; spent more time there. ~~ All of these trips to court have cost _ Errol Flynn an astronomical sum, much _ greater than the average man will earn in a lifetime. At a salary of $6,000 weekly, he could very nearly afford it until taxes _ zoomed in war time and left him with less than $25,000 from his salaried income each year. _ I, who am clarifying a few points re- ding Errol Flynn, do not claim that he either a si aint or a sinner. I have talked his shoulders isn’t padding plus. He is an excellent actor who has just begun to hit his real stride. He is loyal, thoughtful, and wears like a Rolls Royce engine. More than that—on a shelf in his dress- ing room, between a volume of Mencken’s “American Language” and “The Pleasure of Their Company” is one of those how- to-be-happy-though-married books. No doubt, this volume is a valuable matri- monial aid, but I'll swear that John has never read it. With no offense to the author, I hope he never does. I like things the way they are now. SAINT OR SINNER? (Continued from page 49) in Hollywood, drunk with him occasion- ally, although never toe to toe, and en- gaged in several small business dealings concerning his writings. And anyone who has ever bartered with Flynn would much prefer a workout with a Philadelphia law- yer—he is that well-equipped to handle his personal affairs. | Here I want to give answer to a num- ber of questions that are being constantly asked about Flynn, some of which might even- amaze him, aware as he is of the speed with which headlines flash by and the stubbornness with which false rumor clings. Herewith the questions and answers: Did Flynn really deny his marriage to Nora Eddington right through to the birth of their child? No. For reasons of their own, the couple wished to keep their marriage a secret at first. Flynn detests making direct and corny replies to questions which begin, “Is it true that—” Reporters have tried to play cat and mouse with him and invar- iably discover that he is not the mouse. |- He denied the marriage at first. Later re- porters forgot to follow up, and were amazed when Deirdre was born. Is he actually married? Yeah man, until further notice. He and Nora were married secretly in Mexico, Flynn using the name of Leslie Flynn. Is Flynn a citizen of this country? Yes, a former British subject, he was naturalized as Errol Leslie Flynn. What is the mystery of his recent cruise? There is no mystery, except that con- jured up by imaginative writers. Flynn planned a cruise to the waters off the Mexican coast to enable his father and another professor to do scientific research. They discovered and studied new types of fish and their feeding habits with relation to the problem of increasing sea food and extending knowledge and research halted by the war. 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take him on in a night club. Some have tried—ouch! : Where does Flynn live? In a white, rather stately house which looks like Georgian architecture, once re- moved. The house is on top of a mountain called a hill in Hollywood, and sits back off Mulholland Drive. The grounds aren’t too attractive at the moment because Flynn has recently paid little attention to his stables and kennels which now need painting. Did Errol and Ann Sheridan ever have a romance? They have both denied it, and had to “many times since they happened to be in Acapulco, Mexico, at the same time a few years ago. Then, Flynn said, “We are friends, and could never be serious to- gether. If we tried, we'd probably break out laughing in the middle of a kiss.” Is Errol less impetuous than when he was younger? Probably. A man is by no means old at 38 (I hope). I'd say that he has mellowed a little. I suspect he will never change radically, and like any other man, will al- ways like a little “helraisin” occasionally. What do you think of Nora Eddington Flynn? She is an exceedingly well-bred, at- tractwe girl. Uncommonly pretty im a manner not common to over-glamorized women who couldn’t possibly achieve an equal appeal, particularly for men who like her type. Are Flynn and his father buddies? Not in an overly sentimental sense. There is a deep attachment there. They respect each other. What do you think of Flynn? In my book, he is a good guy. Do you think he is a fine actor? It depends, as it does in the case of any other actor, on the role. I don’t think Flynn, by virtue of the type of pictures the public likes to see him in, fancies himself as the blood brother to an Acad- emy Award. He just does his job. Will Flynn resent this frank discussion of his personal affairs? If he does, he can punch me on the nose. (He has to catch me first!) | SAW IT HAPPEN I'd like to say a word or two for Eddie Bracken. During his tour of the Pacific with a USO troupe, Eddie insisted that the GIs have first preference to all available seats ee during his per- formance. At a Saipan theater, he noticed that a large section of seats was roped off for officers, despite the fact that many enlisted men were standing. Because many seats were empty, Eddie re- quested that the men who were stand- ing be permitted to use those seats. But his request was refused. For this reason, Eddie cancelled the show. The Mid-Pacific edition of “The Stars and Stripes” (our Army paper) in Hono- lulu printed the story and subse- quently receiwed many letters from Gls favoring Eddie’s walkout. On his way back to California, Eddie dropped in at our “Star and Stripes” office and we were delighted to shake hands with a guy who really lived democracy. Sgt. James Lyman Honolulu, Hawaii There's magic in your ‘‘Perma-lift’’* Bra—the magic of comfortable uplift. In a ‘’‘Perma:lift’’ Bra, the specially constructed cushion insets at the base of the bra cups gently support your bust from below— a4 never lose that support thru ever so many washings and wearings. Your favorite corsetiere has a ‘‘Perma:lift’’ Bra for you—smartly styled in lovely new fabrics—most styles 1.75 to 3.50. @ For a real comfort thrill, you'll also enjoy a new ‘’ Perma: lift’’ Girdle. No Bones About It—Stays Up Without Stays. *"'Dermaelift” and “Hickory” are trademarks of A. STEIN & COMPANY (Rea. 2S. Pate Ae aan ec

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In Illinois add 2%! a CLUB CAULFIELD (Continued from page 44) Paul’s of an afternoon, and having two sisters called Betty and Mary. And not being allowed to wear lipstick until she was fifteen (and then only a little dab of pink pomade) and having to ring the door- bell to get in after a date because her father wouldn’t let her have a house key till she was eighteen! It couldn’t have hap- pened to Theda Bara or Lana Turner, I betcha. But it happened to Joan. The only unusual thing about our family at all was our dog, Sunnymead Lady. She was a German short-haired pointer of which thére were only sixty-three in the country. Of course she won dozens of blue ribbons in the dog shows, for she’d rarely have any competition. Oh, she did lend us an air all right. I mean there’s something about owning a German _ short-haired pointer. As I say, she was our one oddity. Not that the Club Caulfield was dull, you understand. Just kinda normal. Smok- ing out the bath-room window, tiffing over borrowed clothes, that sort of thing. Like the Saturday afternoon that an absolutely divine boy called me up and invited me to the local football game. I was about fourteen and devoid of any really gorgeous sweaters, whereas Joan was just loaded with them. Joan was out, but I got mom to say it would be all right if I borrowed one, provided I took good care of it. I chose a soft blue and a nice tweed skirt, slung on her three-strand pearls, a pair of moccasins, and off I flew. I simply mur- dered the boy, I was such a dream. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. Drunk with power, I steered him into Paul’s—and there she was. She made a bee-line for our table, eyes flashing. goodbye, romance... “You’ve got on my sweater, Betty Caul- field. My best.” She hissed the “S” in best. “And my skirt and my pearls.” I was so humiliated, so downright crushed I couldn’t speak. But turnabout was fair play—because only a few weeks ago, Joan had done the same thing to me! She spun around and left us, and when I gazed across at my date he practically had his teeth in his hands, he was so amazed at the whole business. I couldn’t seem to re- gain my poise after that, and he never darkened our doorstep again. - Joan fouled up another romance for me —not on purpose, I must admit—but at the time that didn’t make much difference. I was sure my heart was broken. One of my beaux had gotten a job in Syracuse or some place, and he’d come to say goodbye to me. I was playing very, very hard to get. Giving him no inkling at all that I ab- solutely drooled for him. And he was promising to write often, to come to New York every chance he got. 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There was one time, though, that I recall, with slightly fiendish glee, when slow-but- sure won the race. We had gone away to the lake for the summer, and after casing the place for a day or two, Joan and Mary discovered this perfectly magnificent guy and simultane- ously fell for him. The day after the dis- covery, Joan was up bright and early, dressed for action. She went down to the beach, and he was there. First she walked around a little bit. Then she swam. Then she dove; and after that she rowed a boat about a thousand knots an hour. Along about noon Mary appeared, with a maga- zine and a knitting bag. While Joan Knocked herself out, Mary basked and knitted. The night the guy came over to our house, I opened the door and was all set to yell, “Jc-an,’ when he spoke. “Is Mary home?” is what he said. We still kid Joan about that one. Gosh, we used to-have a lot of fun. And drive each other crazy. F’rinstance. The doorbell would ring, and I would know it was Joan’s date by the make of the car. Td go to the door all smiles. Then I’d open it, peer into his face and—registering utter disgust and disappointment—murmur, “Oh.” The way you would if you’d been expecting Gable and Rooney showed up. It shattered the poor boy completely and was no end of fun. The trouble was Joan would do it to my dates, too. We were terribly critical of each other’s dates. Much more so, I’m convinced, than of our own. I'd blithely go out with various sad numbers, but gee—when Mary or Joan did, I’d pounce. Joan had a repulsive fellow for a while who used to shower her with orchids and take her to fabulous restaurants. I’d say, “I would dearly Jove to know what you see in Orchid Joe,” and she’d say, “Well, for someone who’s prac- _ tieally going steady with Chinless Ches- } ter—” Funny, though, in a crisis, we stuck _ together like glue. _. tears flowed like wine... f : F There was one New Year’s Eve when _ Joan and her date didn’t get home until half past three. Mother and Dad kept an anxious vigil at the window from one o'clock on, and by the time Joan and swain arrived, they were in a state. Daddy called the boy into the living room. “Young _ man—” he boomed, strictly like something - out of a Booth Tarkington novel. Where- upon Joan began to bawl, and Mary and I, _ eavesdropping from above, began to bawl too. We boycotted Daddy for days. For that matter, we were always pretty sold on mother and daddy, but when we _ really knew they were something special was when Joan decided that she wanted to go on the stage. There were no scenes, no pleadings. If that was what she really wanted to do, they were all for it. So ‘| when she was seventeen, Joan went to _ Columbia University and took all the dra- _ matic courses she could carry, in addition _ to a complete secretarial course. She loathed the typing and shorthand and ab- ' solutely ate up the drama. When they _ put on their first play she was beside herself with excitement, and so were we. - The play was The Drunkard, and Joan was the leading female. Maybe you remember he story. It is an old-time melodrama, corny as anything, and no doubt if any- _ one besides Joan had been in it, it would have struck us very funny. However, it ‘made us furious when the audience howled “Father, dear father, come home with e now,” drowning out half of Joan’s lines. ere was a group of particularly loud d obnoxious boys in front of us, and we 00. | their kibitzing as long as we could. w over | and said, “We are CLEAN HAIR tor 10 minced WITHOUT WATER * No soap « Norinsing « No drying *& Removes oil, dirt, hair odors * Retains wave; restores sheen * Grand between water shampoos’ * Ideal during colds and illness 30 SHAMPOOS WITH MITT 1.00 Plus tax, At all good drug and departmeni sfores. MINIPOO DRY SHAMPOO ee Hairtain Beban yy Ve URS HOLDS BETTER * ae Ean :

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After two years at Columbia and coach- ing with Claudia Franck, who now has to struggle with poor me, Joanie left school and went job-hunting along Broadway; came up with a modelling job, and not so long after that with the lead in Kiss and Tell. ‘ She didn’t have an agent or anything, you know. She just walked into George Abbott’s office stone cold and asked for a chance to try out—and got the part! It was a bit of a tussle, actually, because F. Hugh Herbert, who wrote Kiss and Tell had always thought of Corliss Archer as a brunette. For a long time he couldn't. see Joan in the part. Opening night, he came around backstage to see Joan. “I should have known Corliss just couldn’t have been anything but a blonde,” he said. Pretty cute of him, we thought. Opening night, gosh, that was wonderful! I’d never seen a rehearsal because I wanted the fun of seeing the play for the first time with a big audience and lemonade in the intermissions and all the trimmings. I’m awtully glad I waited, and I just wish there was some way of telling you what a very large charge it was seeing Joan on the stage and knowing she was good. I kept thinking, that’s Joan Caulfield who shares — my bedroom and wears my perfume. My own sister. And it’s a silly thing, but I wanted to cry, I was so proud, $0 sort of hurting proud. those beautiful reviews... After that first performance was over, we went back to her dressing room and hugged her, and then daddy and Mary and I went home, and Joan and mother went on to a party for the cast. In the small hours the phone rang, and it was mom, all | breathless and soft-voiced. “We've just seen the reviews,” she said. “They’re beau- tiful.’ And Mary and I looked at each other, the whole miraculous business hit- ting us again. Our sister. ; “Gee,” Mary said. “Reviews, yet!” Oh, opening night was terrific. I went to see the play two or three times a week, and somewhere along the line I got stagestruck. Absolutely nutty crazy stagestruck. I learned Joan’s part, and then by hook and by crook I got to be her understudy. After that there was nothing to do but sit around and wait for her to come down with yellow fever or some- thing. “How do you feel?” I'd asked her casually. “You look a little pale-ish.” _ “T feel fine,’ she’d say firmly. “Just dandy.” One of the girls got a cold eventually, and I had her part for a month, and then finally Old Ironsides did turn her ankle, and I was Corliss for one exquisite night. It was my first appearance on the stage, but I didn’t muff a line, and the audience laughed in all the right places, and when I went to the dressing-room I was in a pink glow of excitement and joy. In a few minutes there was a knock on the door, and it was George Abbott. “Betty,” he said. “You just aren’t Cor- liss. I can’t ever let you go on again.” I said, “Okay, Mr. Abbott,” and that was all I could say just then without disgrac- ing myself. When he left Joan put her arms around me. ? “He talks like that, Betty. Its his way. Why, you know what he said to me yester- day? ‘What have you got—bats in your belfry?’ It’s his way. Sweetie, don’t yo mind.” But I did mind, like mad. / Then suddenly, Joan got her movie contract, and they needed a new Corliss. I swallowed my pride and begged for an- i © other chance, and Jess (the mother in Kiss and Te te Abbott she’d coach me every spare min- ute, and she did. What an angel of a woman! And in the end I was Corliss— and played it for a whole year! ; It was wonderful, but it was lonesome without Joan. I missed her bounce and her Lou Holtz imitations and her clutter in our room. Her letters helped. Sometimes I'd read them on the Madison Avenue bus, | and people would peer at me when I’d chuckle and chortle over them. “They’re pulling out all my teeth and changing the color of my eyes,” she’d write. Then, right after that she’d write: (joke). Just as if we didn’t know. When she wrote that they were changing her hairdo, I thought that that too was (joke), but actually they have done that, and it makes her look much, much smoother. She’d write and tell us what stars she saw and whether they were all so all-fired glamorous. And she’d send along clippings from the gossip columns © like the one that practically had her at the | altar. “This after one date,” she scribbled on it. Sot greek spoken here... The summer after Joan and Mom went to California, Daddy. and I went out for a visit. It was so much fun, and it was nice to find her so exactly the same. Except of course, for the new coiffure. She was work- ing at the time and when I’d visit on the set I was terribly impressed with her cleverness at understanding the absolute Greek everyone spoke. ‘ “We'll dolly up on this shot,” the director would say, and Joan wouldn’t bat an eye. Seems all he meant was, “This will be a close-up.” Some friend of hers dropped in one afternoon and, with no build-up whatsoever, said, “Say Joan, where are they?” Quick as a flash Joan said. “They’re all in there. They’re at the post.” After which they went on to talk of other things. “What was all that?” I asked her later. “That “They’re at the post’? business?” “Oh, just race-trackese,” she said. “That’s how they talk out here. The climate makes you slightly nuts.” Just this last winter, Joan and Mom (whom we call Cushions) returned to New York for a visit. It was so elegant, showing Joan off to my friends and bor- rowing all her snappy new clothes. It was like old times sitting up half the night talking about boys and life. Joan | SAW IT HAPPEN It was May, 1940, after the matinee | performance of Romeo and Ju- liet in New York. The stars were be- ing mobbed at the stage door. When I couldn't get any- where near them, I handed my play- bill to the tall young man who was coming through the stage door. He hesitated to sign it, until I said, “Well, you were in it too! I remember you in Act Il, a lovely duelling scene!” He signed the program and smiled as he walked off. Someone next to me said, “Who was that?” I looked to see what he’d writ- ten, and there across the front of my program was a name that means much more today than it did then: Cornel Wilde. Lillian Shay New York, New York i“

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: fa a big erush ona na Shout. that time, and the problem was how to make him fall for her. I said, “Why Joan, that’s elementary. You know perfectly well that the rougher you treat them the—” Some- thing in her eyes stopped me. “Only when you really like them, it’s different, isn’t it?” she said. “Remember Mary and David? When she’ fell in love with him, she couldn’t kick him around.” (Stinkweed got married, I forgot to tell you. To the most adorable guy. But the most adorable guy.) - “That’s right,” I said. “It’s funny. All the hard and fast rules that used to be so fool- proof don’t always work any more, when you really care about the guy.” “Maybe that’s growing up,” Joanie said. “Finding out that things aren’t always black or white. Finding out that you really don’t know all the answers... . puttin’ on the ritz... After she’d been home a couple of days I forgot that we were harboring a celeb- rity. We tramped around New York in polo - coats and moccasins, and no doubt the autograph hounds thought we were one of their league. We even went to the Plaza for tea with bandanas on our heads and bobby sox. I took one look at her across the table. “You don’t look like anyone who’s just in- herited Marlene Dietrich’s dressing-room,” I said. She made a face at me, as though it didn’t matter at all. “You ought to see how fancy I can look, squirt,’ she told me. And one night she really did lay it on, and she really did look supreme. Daddy took us to the Stork Club, just to show her off, ’m convinced; and that night they asked for autographs. Did they ask for them. Just before she went back to California we took a flying visit to North Carolina in the new Buick convertible Joan gave Wom for Christmas. (She gave me a beau- -tiful watch, by the way.) Mary and David live down there, and we were all dying to see them. We took turns driving, and when it was Joan’s turn, she’d tear along, but when it was my turn shed sit frozen in | her seat if we went over thirty miles an hour. “You see this curve, don’t you? You _ just missed that cow. Is that a state troop- er behind us?” That sort of thing. I gave up finally and let her do most of the driving. After dinner she went to sleep in my lap ;|° and at midnight we arrived. All cross as =. VO” Saree Ay Se RR 5 ON ee hd bears. All with double-feature paralysis. Mary and David were waiting for us. Sleepy, but up. And after wed talked to them a little while, Mary said, “Come on, let’s all go to bed. But first you’ve got to peek at little Nicotine.” (That’ s their baby, aged almost a year.) benzedrine next... “T suppose the next one will be little Benzedrine,” Joan quipped. And then we stopped talking, because we were in his | room, peering into the crib. I felt all funny inside, sort of the way Id felt seeing Joan on the stage on opening night. Tight in the throat and stuff. I tried to tell Joan about it when we were getting ready for | bed, but it sounded so corny, I gave up. I contented myself with, “Hurry up and find a house big enough for all of us so we | can all be together again, hey?” She got all misty-eyed, and she said, “Oh Bett, wa hunt like mad, Mom and I. Truly we il ” And they are. I had a letter from Joan yesterday saying that they’re leaving no stone unturned. So maybe we'll be moving ‘out there soon. And oh golly, wouldn’t it e wonderful. Because Joan Caulfield in Technicolor is pretty wonderful, but Joanie, the real McCoy, is strictly out of | this world. And-if I must say so, that’s e a compliment to get from your own *Only Peter Pan mokes the patented MERRY-GO-ROUND— LOOK FOR THE LABEL! Joan Hyldoft, lovely skating star-o where the accent is on perfect form— smooth, graceful figures—and, Merry-Go-Round bras. course, WHERE FORM COUNTS — PETER PAN BRA ¢étime,” Write today for FREE booklet, “Your New Guide fo Bustline Beauty", Dept. D-i Help Poor Complexion back to beauty... LET NOXZEMA NURSE YOUR SKIN Look at your skin. Other people do! Is its natural beauty blurred by dryness, rough- ness, unattractive skin blemishes? Then do as thousands of nurses do. Depend on Nox- zema Medicated Skin Cream! It works for you 24 hours a day...as a long-lasting pow- der base, and as a greaseless night cream. See how quickly this medicated formula soothes and helps soften rough, dry skin .-helps heal externally-caused blemishes! Noxzema is a nurses’ beauty discovery NOXZEMA Skin Cres _ which is relied on by millions and millions of women. Start to let Noxzema help nurse your skin back to natural beauty. Get your jar today! Over 20,000,000 jarsbought yearly. At all drug counters. 35¢ and 50¢ plus tax.

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MODERN SCREEN FAN CLUB ASSOCIATION e SHIRLEY FROHLICH, DIRECTOR HOLLYWOOD PARTY: Some time at ‘the end of June, there’s going to be a mass migration of fan clubbers to the film capital. And here’s what's in store for them: a whole week of tadio parties, theater parties, visits to the studios, a big tea at the Ambassador Hotel and —as a climax—a formal dinner-dance at Ciro’s! Of course, there’ll be an open forum, too, where each delegate will have a chance to sound off on the ways-and-means of improving clubs! Ellen Roufs and a staff of Coast prexies are engineering this Convention and among those on the honorary committee are June Allyson, Rand Brooks, Rosemary DeCamp, Nina Foch, Andrea King, Dick Powell, Ronald Reagan, Marshall Reed, John Ridgely, Eddie Ryan, Rich- ard Travis and Jane Wyman! Even if you won't be able to attend, you can still share part of the fun, for there’s a nation-wide raffle, with proceeds going to the Cancer Fund. Tickets are 25¢ each and all the snazzy luxury prizes— costume jewelry, leather purses, cameras, etc. - —have been donated by the stars. Write to: Hollywood Party, 427 West 5 Street, Suite 707, Los Angeles 13, Calif., for tickets. And here’s a special surprise: One month before the Con- vention, there’ll be a drawing—winner to receive a FREE PLANE TRIP to and from L.A.! FEDERATION: Following the trend toward Fed- eration are the Frank Sinatra and James Mason Clubs. Forty of Frank’s most active clubs will be organized into a Guild; receive monthly bulletins, notes from Frank, participate in one big charity drive a year (selected by popular vote). There‘ll be contests, too! Under plans worked out with Mason, Leona Rosenthal’s and Miriam Strausberg’s N. Y. clubs will serve as joint-headquarters for disseminating news, photos; while all clubs will unite for publicity drives, request campaigns, parties, etc. Each club, however, will have equal representation in the Federation Council and take turns editing the Federation Quarterly. CALLING ALL SMITHERINES: Jack Smith gave us this news “in person,” -when we sat in on his Oxidol show rehearsal. You know how each club puts out a journal for its star? Well, Jack is turning tables and putting out a special journal for all his clubbers! Of course, they'll continue to get out their own papers, too! And here’s a special invitation from Jack to all MSFCA-ites visiting N. Y.: there'll be tickets to his Monday-to-Friday early evening show waiting for you! Ask at front desk, CBS studio, 52nd St. (bet. Madison and Park Aves.). CLUB BANTER: If there's a talent-group in your club, here’s a chance to get needed experi- ence—and perform a worthwhile service, too: In honor of National Laugh Week (April 1 to 8), the Nat. Laugh Week Foundation is spon- soring talent shows (recruited from fan clubs, high schools, Boy Scouts and other groups) at nearby civilian, veterans’ and children’s hospitals. If you want to volunteer, write im- mediately to National Laugh Week Founda- tion, 347 Madison Avenue, New York 17, N. Y. They'll tell you how to work up a show, send you suitable script material (at your request), and arrange for your hospital appearance... Pearl Tice (514 Arch Street, Perkasie, Pa.), who needs no introduction, is taking over that defunct Calif. Alan Ladd C. Pearl is re- organizing from scratch, with Alan's approval and, although the old club’s assets were nil, she'll make what we think is an equitable adjustment for all who renew or rejoin .. . Congratulations to Glenna Riley’s Jeanette MacDonald C., celebrating its 15th anniversary; and to Marion Hesse’s Ginger Rogers C., on their 13th! . . . Gwen Littlefield, famous prexy of the Allyson C., and Buddy Roufs, son of the equally famous Ellen, have announced their engagement . . . Doris Anderson (Sinatra's Fellow Swooners) won a scholarship to Wayne University . . . Mary Piancone’s Sinatra C. dis- covered they used up their journals to talk about Frank, so they're getting out two supple- ments annually, devoted to the club and mem- bers ... English branch of Helen Milton's Victor Jory C., is starting a lending library (modeled after Jane Wyman Club's) . . . Joan Crawford's visit East kept Edith Clemens, prexy, busy, helping Joan shop, first-nighting, etc. .. . Helen Smolensky won a trip to Grand Ole Opry, as guest of honorary Emest Tubb © ... Ann Papparello’s Margaret Whiting Club- bers were March of Dimes volunteers for N. Y. headquarters . . . New Stars C. (Iris Archam- bault) is sending each prospective member a sample journal . . . We like For Men Only in (Dick) Haymes Herald . . . Helmut Dantine invited each N. Y. clubber to the opening of his play, The Eagle Has Two Heads. gi i. TROPHY CUP CONTEST: Winners for February (2nd lap). “This Is My Best” (articles and poems from your journals). Each gal receives a lovely gift of Faberge’s tweedy, delightful “Woodhue” | Perfume and Cologne; Frank, a bottle of refresh- ing Woodhue Men's Cologne. Each club, 100 pts.: Katie Green, “Salute To World,”” Great (Lizabeth) Scott; Frank Dowling, “Television Soon,” Cass’ (Daley) Columns; Imogene Greene, “You Gotta Be Nice,"’ Glenn’s (Vernon) Book (McCarthy); Lee Garber, “I Wonder,’ Winsocki Kid (Tommy Dix); Elsa Linke, ‘‘What Constitutes a Good Fan Club,” (Victor) Jory-ful Echoes; Elizabeth Ottilege, | “Entertaining Servicemen,” The OK Kid (Curley } Bradley). CANDID CAMERA CONTEST: (First prize, handsome leather Tangee Trip Kit, brim- ming with Tangee’s superb makeup aids; 100 pts. to clubs) Mary Spoulos, June Allyson C. Others: | (gift package of four super Dell Mystery Books; 50 pts. to clubs) Lee Garber, Tommy Dix C.; R. and J. Mottola, Nelson Eddy Music C.; Ena Svedise, | Joe Calleia C.; Anna Hreba, John Ridgely C.; Elsie Ellovich, Louise Erickson C. BEST ORIGINAL PIECE OF ART (in journal): One year’s sub to: FRONT } PAGE DETECTIVE and SCREEN ALBUM Mags., and | four Dell Mysteries, PLUS 150 pts. for club: Pete Larney, Tommy Dorsey C. BEST EDITORS: (No League One entries were received in our offices } this month). Beautiful assortment of Pond’s won- | derful cosmetics, especially packaged for win- | ners; 250 pts. to clubs: 2. Marion Hesse, Ginger’s (Rogers) Gems;. 3. Amena Peacock, Portrait of Vincent Price. BEST JOURNALS: (500 pts.; no} entries in L. 1) 2. (Larry) Douglas Highlights; | 3. Basil’s (Rathbone) Blue Book. BEST COVERS: | (250 pts.; no entries L. 1) 2. Jive (Bob Crosby):} | 3. OK Kid (Curley Bradley). WORTHWHILE AC- TIVITIES: (250 pts. to clubs) 1. Gene Autry C. ($150 to Gene for favorite charity; chapter gifts, visits to hospitals). 2. Jeanette MacDonald G.f (Waddy ) ($50 to CARE to feed Europe). 3. (tied) | Jan Clayton C. ($60 to Nat. Tuberculosis Assn. ). | Sinatra (Piancone) ($30, Sister Kenny). Frances § Langford ($42 divided among Salvation Army, Sister Kenny, Tuberculosis Seals). LARGEST PER-| CENTAGE INCREASE IN MEMBERSHIP: (100 pts.) } 1. Rex Allan C. 2. Alan Ladd C. (Spungin ). 3. John| Lund C. BEST CLUB CORRESPONDENTS: (50 pts.) } 1. Berenice Olson, Autry C. 2. Betty Sue Dorris, Pee Wee King C. 3. Violet Theisen, Jimmy Morgan} C. LEADING CLUBS SO FAR: 1. Eddy Music, 750; Dennis Morgan, 650; Guy Madison, Autry, . 2. Charles Korvin, Larry Douglas, 600; Scott McK Ginger Rogers, Bob Crosby, 350. 3. Sinatra (Bea tie), Basil Rathbone, 600; Curley Bradl Ladd»(Pearl), Keenan Wynn, Sinatra (Pic Jan Clayton, Vincent Price, 350. % et

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RELIEVES FUNCTIONAL PERIODIC PAIN CRAMPS - HEADACHE -"BLUES” PERSONAL SAMPLE—In plain envelope. Write Dept. C-47, Room 1418, 41 East 42nd St., New York 17, N. Y. ‘¢What a DIFFERENCE Midol makes” eaten DOROTHY KILGALLEN SELECTS “THE BEST YEARS © ou (Continued from page 14) —after they return from the war to their town and their families. — What happens to these heroes is good and bad. It is not exaggerated into a painful documentary object lesson; it is not minimized into a wishful slice of Pol- lyanna. It is just told the way things are, the way they happen to soldiers and sailors and marines in big towns and small towns, and the way they are still happening right now—the unfaithful wives, the faithful ones, the hard-to-get jobs, the hard-to-get loans, the wanted love, the unwanted pity. I sat next to a veteran at the film’s pre- view, and when it was over he said, “You believe it’s true but you couldn't know how true unless you’d been in the service. Some of these things happened to every fellow who ever got out of the army.” But for all its needed “message,” for all its great psychological information service to the families of the land, The Best Years | Of Our Lives is never a preachment. It is 6 10 5 ON JONES! (Continued from page 38) elegance, that “Mainbocher look” that comes from running around with Anita Colby. I had to do a double take before I could realize that this was the be- draggled girl whom I had seen playing the halfbreed siren, Pearl Chavez, in Duel. “You look so different,” I said. “I mean from the last time I saw you.” “Let’s see, just when was that?” Jen- nifer inquired. “Why, you were shooting it out with Gregory Peck, remember, up there among those Arizona rocks.” “Well, ’'ve been on a buying spree in New York,” she confided. “I went back there as soon as we finished the picture to get the desert out of my system. It was weeks before I got my nails to look like anything human. The desert is a fierce place.” My interview with Jennifer really turned out to be an experience. In the middle of our talk the phone rang and it was the captain from the Los Angeles homicide squad. I had rushed out to Selznick’s from working all night and all day on our recent murder horror, the torture killing of pretty Elizabeth Short, the girl they called the “Black Dahlia.” I heard the new developments in the’ case, hurriedly phoned them to New York, and returned to Jennifer, who sat fascinated. “Think of such a fiend running loose,” she cried in horror. “You certainly did a thoroughly realistic job on Pearl Chavez,” I reminded her. “Tell me just how you did it.” For the first time in her career, Jennifer then led me behind the scenes, so to speak, so that I could view at first hand the mental workings of the star who is hailed as one of the great all-time talents de- veloped in Hollywood. “T sort of hypnotize myself,’ she ex- plained. | find myself really living the roles I play. I’ve read about the East Indian fakirs and mystics who are able to throw themselves into a trance, and I think that my own mental state is some- thing like a trance when I’m acting. If anything else, any outside thought or im- pulse, disturbs the spell by intruding into my consciousness, I ene " break off and » start all over ee just an excellent piece of entertainment, sometimes sad, often -very funny, sensi- tively directed with the sympathetic, amusing and recognizable details that Hollywood loves to call “great touches,” and played by a cast that could not have been improved. The minor characters— Ray Collins, Charles Halton, Hoagy Car- michael—are as fine as the stars, and the stars are Myrna Loy and Fredric March and Dana Andrews and Teresa Wright at their very best. * It is only natural that most audiences’ should go out talking most about a new face in the picture—the face of a boy called Harold Russell who has no hands, only hooks that he uses with amazing dex- terity. He is, of course, a genuine veteran, young and amiable and optimistic, with an undercurrent of unquenchable grit. This is his first picture, and they say it will be his last. But you will remember him for a long, long time. I was reminded of something King Vidor told me of his experience with Jennifer while directing her in Duel in the Sun. “Every morning, while making Duel, we would start the day by talking about the story and the characters and the action coming up. She would fix those luminous, intelligent eyes on my face. I could actual- ly see her gradually becoming - Pearl Chavez. Jennifer Jones would disappear as completely as if she had never existed. “Trying to maintain it through the lunch hour was too much. Conversation with me and others always snapped the string. And when we went back to work we'd have to do it all over again.” I don’t believe Robert Walker, to whom Jennifer was married, whom she loved wildly as a young girl, and who fathered her two sons, ever had a full awareness of her. Sometimes I wonder if her father, Phil Iseley, the bluff, hearty, outspoken Thespian who became a rich owner of film theaters, does not sometimes look at this amazing child of his in wonder. Dave Selznick is the only man who understands Jennifer with an unerring in- | stinct, I believe, because he himself, like her, has lived his life under the whiplash of a driving urge. This is a man whom I have known somewhat closely for nearly | twenty years. I have watched him in his | fevers of creation. He is not a man who is gaited to carry out the will of others but only to obey heedlessly the imperious urge — within himself. Fully aware that he is a creator, he moves on to his destiny un- 9 sparing of himself or others, with the | appearance of arrogance. But those who work with him know that it is a privilege. David created the Jennifer Jones of today. He breathed life into her, fanned the flame of talent with which she was | born into a mighty blaze, as surely as the § sculptor Pygmalion breathed life into his § | creation, Galatea. | Shall we say that David Selznick loves | Jennifer Jones? I do not know. But I do | know that his feeling for her as an artist verges upon worship. So powerful is the § | personality of Selznick that he appears to | take possession of the lives of his stars. 3 ae denniter has an Bee

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_but with no leisure or ability to savor it. summed up in a word, I think, and the - word is—career. Just as David Selznick hardt. Perhaps one is in the making now. (Continued from page 92) own that instinctively resists the obliter- ating of her ego; for this ego is her own self that lies at the core of her being and endows it with vibrant vitality. Very soon after those religious protests about Duel In The Sun came out, many Hollywood columnists, myself included, began to receive anonymous letters and telegrams viciously attacking Jennifer. A well known Hollywood figure was credited with uttering a devastating wisecrack about Duel. Selznick was concerned, traced down the rumor, found it false. Soon a general impression got around that the press agent of a rival actress, also being considered for the Award, was responsible for the anti-Jennifer campaign. : _ GIVES softer, more lustrous hair wiglPrO™. Or > : ‘ escar—wham!... “How did you feel that night in 1944 when they called you up and handed you the Oscar?” I asked her. “T1l tell you truthfully,” she replied, “I think I was just ‘numb. It all happened to me so fast I couldn’t digest it mentally. Yd been trying so long and with such poor luck to get started on a career, and then all of a sudden—wham! I had success in my hands. I guess I felt like a starving person sitting down unexpectedly to a sumptuous banquet with no warning. The hungry person would gobble up the food That was me when I walked on that stage and accepted the little statue. It was weeks before the full significance of what had happened dawned upon me. “Tf I ever am able to win another Oscar, Yll be better prepared. I'll enjoy the an- ticipation. Ill come up to it slowly. Per- haps I'll even be able to make a speech.” Hollywood buzzes from time to time with the story that Robert Walker never will marry again because he’s still carry- ing the torch for Jennifer. I am not one to say that this could not be the case. Robert is a strange, moody boy. It’s plain something disturbs him from time to time, otherwise how can one explain his ap- parent endeavors to escape from reality by disappearing to parts unknown? Per- haps Bob is trying to find himself. Jennifer refuses pointblank to discuss the boy whom she married and divorced, although her conversation betrays that she retains a very keen and high respect for him both as man and as artist. I’m afraid I worked an old interviewer’s trick on her to see if I couldn’t get. her off guard. I said something not quite complimentary about Bob. Instantly, she flew to his defense with fire in her eyes and wrath in her voice. “Not one of those things has a grain of truth in it,’ she asserted vehemently. “Bob is a very honorable person and he has high ideals.” The sons of Jennifer and Bob are Michael, now seven, and Bobby, six. They live with their mother, but Bob visits them often. There’s a great mutual admiration society between Bob and his boys. They See how soft — how shining — how easy to manage your hatr can be / OW, millions of women can have softer, ing, you owe it to your hair to try Lustre- more radiant and glamorous hair that’s © Creme Shampoo. See how soft, how natu- also easy to manage—thanks to a remark- rally lovely, how builliantly-alive and well- able cream shampoo discovery —Lustre- “behaved your hair can be. Simple and easy Creme Shampoo by Kay Daumit! to use. HEconomical—a little does so much. Lustre-Creme Shampoo was created by Ask for Lustre-Creme Shampoo at cosmetic the genius of Kay Daumit. Out of her counters in department and drug stores. “Jove him and think he’s a great guy. “And | wealth of cosmetic lore, she combined rich KAY DAUMIT, INC. both of them look like him,” Jennifer | lanolin with special secret ingredients in an _ (Successor) added. almost-magic new formula. Once you try 540 North Michigan Avenue »® Chicago, Illinois The future of Jennifer Jones can be | Lustre-Creme Shampoo you'll find its abun- dant, pleasant lather offers these advan- tages—compared to soap and liquid soap shampoos you ve used before. 1. Lustre-Creme Shampoo leaves hair glow- ing soft and brilliant, as though it had been given lots of good brushing. 2. Not drying. 3. Leaves no dulling soap film. 4. Your hair is easier to manage, easier to arrange and keep in place. 5. No vinegar or lemon rinse. 6. Works just as well in hard water. So, no matter how you’ve been shampoo- has an irresistible urge to create and de- velop great stars and screen dramas, she is irresistibly driven by an inner necessity to go on and on scaling the heights as an actress. Wonderful achievements will yet stem from the fire and flint of Jones and Selznick. I said long ago, and in print, that the marks of true greatness in her chosen profession are unquestionably on her. The screen never has had a Bern- If that glory does lie in Jennifer’s destiny, We sured of thing—Selznick will not : 4 oz. jar $]O0 21 ty

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“Beautiful?” “Yes! HOW MUCH?” THE ANSWERS THE FIRST YEAR IS THE EASIEST (Continued from page 36) eed can have four—” He grinned at her. Shirley dips into her own funds only for clothes, which represent professional expense. Otherwise, they live within a budget. Shirley’s income is untouchable. Jack’s adamant there. As for in-laws, they happen to be blessed on both sides with the kind who keep their hands off. It wasn’t till last Christmas that the young folks had both families in to dinner. Shirley’s a good cook. Most of the Christ- mas meal she prepared herself—hors d’oeuvres, an Agar ham, mashed and sweet potatoes, carrots and peas and hot rolls. The mince pie she bought. They were fourteen in all, and—again for the first time—Jack and Shirley sat at op- posite ends of the table. Ordinarily, he sits at one end, and she at right angles. They opened their Christmas gifts to each other alone—just the two of them on the couch by the window that over- looks the garden. Shirley gave Jack a white turtle-neck sweater, a folding pipe, some golfballs and cologne. He likes to concentrate on one gift, so he gave her golf clubs—and more about them later. But first—that third rock—incompat- ibility. Otherwise known as getting in each other’s hair. Here the Agars~had one advantage to start with. .Shirley and ' | Jack had known each other for two and a half years. Long enough to get pretty well acquainted with the other’s habits and ideas. Long enough to know that on all the important things they agreed. Naturally, they had less adjusting to do than if they’d just met a couple of months before... . But, of course, they sometimes get in each other’s hair; theyre human. But they try to be intelligent about their dif- ferences—sit down like reasonable people and talk them over... . Going -back to the golf clubs—Jack plays tennis but much prefers golf. Shirley doesn’t play golf and loves tennis. It was all right with her when Jack went off Sunday mornings to play with her dad. She liked to sleep Sunday mornings and it was nice to think of her two men enjoying themselves together. She didn’t like it so well when they went down to Palm Springs and he played every day. Or when he and Dad spent hours rehashing their shots. Or when he got home so tired that after dinner he’d fall asleep in a chair. Or when he’d shove all the furniture to the middle of the room, plant her best measuring cup by the’ door and putt to it. ; E “You angry about my golf?” he asked one day. She nodded. . He pulled her down in the ehair beside him. “State your case, madam—” She stated it. He said, “You’ve got peeve there. How’d you like to learn 2 to) ? ” : 7 She burst out laughing at his technique. Like having some man pick your pocket, then turn around and ask how you'd like to learn pocket-picking. Having restored her to good humor, Jack went on from there. “Look, honey, you’re right. I’ve been overdoing it. From now on I’ll quit before getting too tired and —suppose I use your second-best measur- ing cup?” — Sry “And suppose you play more tennis with me?” “Tt’s a deal. Only I’d like to play golf with you, too, and I think you’d enjoy it. How about trying?” She tried it and liked it. Now she’s taking regular lessons. That's how come she got the golf clubs for Christmas. Shirley once read a story about a woman who left her husband because she couldn’t stand watching the way he broke his egg every morning. How silly, she thought. Now she knows it had nothing to do with the egg, the woman just didn’t like him. Everybody has little habits they get heckled about. With the Agars, it’s Jack’s passion for onions—Shirley’s refusal to use salad dressing—the way Jack devours popcorn at the movies. The best medicine for that is a sense of humor. Shirley minds the popcorn less for her- self than the people around. Jack’s method fascinates her. The bag stands open in his left hand. At some crucial moment—like when Humphrey Bogart is about to sock MODERN SCREEN zs iL ; Y HOLLYWOOD BLVD. THE DRAPES: They're CLOPAY Lin- toned Drapes of genuine plasticized cellulose that looks and hangs like expensive cloth. They’re a full 224 yards long with matching tie backs, automatic pleater and reinforced edges. You'll scarcely believe it but they cost only............ 98c¢ pr. THE WINDOW SHADE: A CLOPAY oil finish washable shade, Lintone-proc- essed to look like fine cloth. Ready to attach to roller without tacks or tools; only 7 or insi anne eae 39c Other CLOPAY shades as low as 19c. On rollers about 20c more. FREE BOOKLET: ‘‘Beautiful Windows at Low Cost.” Write to: Clopay Cerp., 1254 Clopay Square, Cincinnati 14, Ohio. CLoPay At 5 and 10c Stores, Variety Stores, partment and Other Stores, > Oi “DT eee —,) SES ANE: rei sed ¢ oe

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He: girlhe'll shake the isa lee! dice, stick the other hand in and toss the stuff into his mouth, one piece at a time. ‘Doesn’t even know he’s doing it, being completely wrapped up in the picture. “Tt’s a ghastly habit,” Jack sighs. “Ill have to give it up. But I won’t enjoy the movies nearly as much.” In displeasure, their reactions vary. Jack has a quick temper. Most of the time he keeps it under excellent control, but when he does get mad, he gets so mad he wants to break things. Shirley’s never been the one he’s mad at, but of course she has to listen to him explode, that’s part of a wite’s job. When it happens, she gets ter- rifically calm—a trick she learned from her mother. She herself has an even dis- position—can’t remember flaring up more than three times in her life. But she does _ remember that on those occasions she felt highly belligerent and wanted someone to fight with. Only Mom wouldn’t fight. Still, temper or not, she thinks Jack’s way is better than hers. If something goes wrong, he'll speak right out and get rid of it. She, on the other hand, goes up to her room, closes all the doors and play records. When she comes down, she’s calm, but untalkative. Gradually, she re- turns to normal. But the grievance lingers. shirley gets mad... One night something silly—she can’t even remember what it was—happened with Jack. She didn’t say a word. Just put a symphony record on the phonograph. “You mad at me, Shirl?” “TTh-uh—” He laid down his book and pulled a hassock over to her chair. “Come on, spill it, honey—” “Took, Jack, we all have our own ways of letting off steam. You lose your tem- per. I play symphonies.” “Why? To make me mad?” “N-not exactly—” “But I’ve hurt you and you want to get back at me, so you’re going to stew around for a while. Let’s have it out instead, honey. From stewing comes ulcers— Of course she had to laugh at that, and they did have it out, so there was nothing to store up. They have one hurdle, not mentioned by the experts, because it’s peculiar to Hollywood. Marriage is supposed to be more of a risk in Hollywood than else- where. If you're both ‘in the movies, there’s the danger of clashing careers. If only one’s in the movies, there’s the danger of subordinating marriage to the lure of ambition. Their attitude toward the Hollywood scene is healthy all over. It’s generally believed that the rumors of gossip colum- nists have broken up more than one mar- riage in the movie colony. Certainly they’ve caused untold friction and heart- ache. But the Agars aren’t having any— Jack came in with a newspaper one day. “C’mere. Take a look at this.” The item read: “Shirley Temple and Jack Agar have come to the parting of the ways—reason being that Shirley likes _ mystery shows while Jack likes sym- phonies and good books—” Naturally they howled. Apart from the fact that they listen to mystery shows and symphonies together and read the same books, it sounded so completely idiotic as the reason for a rift. “Shows how hard up they are,” said Jack, “for stuff to print. “But suppose,” said Shirley, who’s been in the movies longer, “they’d said some- thing that didn’t sound quite so idiotic. Would it have bothered you, Jack?” “Well, I don’t think it’s fair to print lies ‘ d I don’t get the point, but why should other me? How can someone outside better than us if we’re happy?” hugged “Go to the head said before . . And we believe—if you try Fels-Naptha Soap—you ll never even read another ‘wash day fairy tale.’ Fels-Naptha S _ BANISHES TATTLE-TALE GRAY~ S get so darn mad \” “I'm fed up with ‘wash day fairy tales.’ How any grown woman can believe some of them is more than | can understand!”’ Lady, we don’t blame you. But please don’t point at Fels-Naptha Soap. Every word we say about Fels-Naptha has been . by the women who use it. In fact many of our customers make stronger claims for this fine laundry soap than we do. We say Fels-Naptha is better because it gives you two great cleaners—gentle, active naptha and good mild soap; that it makes all kinds of washing quicker and easier; that it makes linens and delicate garments so fragrantly clean they're a joy to behold.. oap

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“THAT'S WHAT | LIKE ABOUT TOM” (Continued from page 52) just when things got interesting. Before Peter grabbed his train, though, he asked Tom to pinch hit. “Look after Maurine, will you? And let me know what goes on every minute.” “Sure, Pete, I'll take care of everything. Don’t you worry,” said Tom. He meant it. There’s nothing Tom loves more than rallying for a friend. Well—as soon as Peter left, the stork flapped his wings. I called Tom. He owned the one automobile in our crowd. It was quite a ride to’the hospital, and Tom chewed his fingernails with one hand and steered with the other. But we made it somehow, and I went into my act and Tom went into his. Very realistic acts they were, too. But I'll never forget Tom Drake for that scene in my life and neither will Peter. It’s just one of many I can remember dur- ing the happy years we’ve all been close friends. I’ve known Tom when he couldn’t squeeze his toe inside a Broadway pro- ducer’s door. I know him now when he’s a famous Hollywood star. If there’s any dif- ference in Tom Drake himself, I can’t name it. He’s still the same: kind, thought- ful, charming, a gay guy who has a won- derful knack of brightening up our lives every time he drops in. I remember one time, when Peter and I had a tiny apartment on 75th Street, in the days when Peter and Tom were bat- tering away at Broadway. We lived on our hopes in those days; money was a rare commodity. One night we were having dinner—maybe you could call it that— Pete, me, and Tom, in the kitchen. The entree was corned beef hash—period. That’s all we could afford. The service was tin pie plates—also our speed in elegance. We'd just sat down to this festive spread —it looked exactly like plates of dogfood —when the bell rang and in popped an old friend of ours whom we hadn’t seen for years. To make matters worse, he was one of those critical, fastidious people. He’d looked us up expecting, I’m sure, to find glamorous actors dining and wining in the smartest Manhattan style. When he caught us with the pie plates and “dogfood,” it was a pretty embarrassing moment for all concerned—except Tom. He rose gallantly and bowed to the caller as if he were a visiting prince. “Won’t you join us for dinner?” invited Tom, in his best stage Oxford accent—just as if he were about to ring for the butler and order another place set with the gold service. With no apologies at all, Tom daintily dished out another heap of dog- food on a pie tin and we had a dinner party—a good one, too. The first time Peter and I ever saw Tom Drake was up in the pretty New England town of Westboro, Massachusetts. We were there for summer stock at the Red Barn, and Buddy—he was Buddy Al- derdice then—was there, too, with his sister, Claire. We all played together in the Barn production of George Washington Slept Here. Buddy played the funny gar- dener, a character part, and at first Peter and I wondered what went on when we ADVERTISEMENT saw him doing his scenes at rehearsals. What made us shake our two heads then, when we saw Tom practice his scenes, was that every day he was different. He’d be one kind of crazy gardener one day and the next a completely different one. “That Bud Alderdice,” Peter and I agreed, “has a memory about as long as his nose. He forgets what he did the day before?’ We wondered how he’d ever remember his lines when he went on stage. We could have spared our worries. Tom knew what he was doing—or rather, he found out. The night the play opened he was perfect. He was just feeling around all week for the right approach. That’s the way he always acts. Next to acting, the two real loves of Tom Drake’s life are children and animals. I’m afraid I’ve imposed on Tom dozens of times by letting him play nursemaid to my children. But I’ve never really felt guilty, because I know Tom loves it. In New York, if I could coax my baby girl, Brooksie, out for a stroll in Central Park, I thought I was doing all right. But she much preferred to go with Tom. He'd take her to the Zoo and spend a whole afternoon buying her things she shouldn’t have at all. Peter and I and our family haven't missed a Christmas with Tom since we’ve known each other. I'll never forget the first one, because of Tom’s present for Brooksie. She was just a baby then, and Peter and I and our friends loaded her Christmas tree with the things we thought she’d adore, mostly beautiful dolls and

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: S was coming ta th day a when he ae he eae looked panic-stricken. _ “Migosh,” he cried, “I forgot Brooksie’s 5 present!” He rushed out of the apartment house and was gone about twenty minutes. He came back with Brooksie’s present—a ! Of course, we all had to howl. Imagine buying a toy gun for a little two-year-old girl! “Typically bachelor,’ we hooted. ‘Were we surprised! When Brooksie opened her things, she tossed the beautiful dolls aside with a sweep of her chubby hand. What she reached for happily and played with all day was Tom’s gun. - Tom was in Seventh Heaven when his sister, Claire, visited him in Hollywood with her two girls, Chris and Casey; he was always darling to his wife’s baby, Chrissie, too. The back yard of that house was a regular carnival with slides and sand piles when the kids were around. This yearning of his for some kind of family life reminds me of the time we all lived in Tudor-City in Manhattan—a reg- ular colony of young stage hopefuls. Peter and our family. Tom and Claire. Chris, who later on was Tom’s wife. Maggie Ledbetter, Michael Harvey, Kay Sweeter- man—a bunch more. With two babies, Peter and I didn’t exactly rattle around in our apartment. But it was headquarters for the gang and they were always dropping in. Tom usu- ally came loaded down with chocolate marshmallow cookies, I remember, and something to make a party—some wine or spaghetti from the delicatessen. pushcart posies... Tom can take terrific delight in some simple achievement if it happens to be a project of his. He was over at our apart- ment one gray day in New York. The tiny place wasn’t cheerful anyway, and it looked particularly drab that day because of the weather and because for both Peter and Tom a couple of Broadway leads on jobs had fizzled out. We were discouraged and all about broke. Brooksie Jane had a bad cold, coughing away in the bedroom. Tom was looking out the solitary window through which a little light dribbled in. He spied a flower vendor way down below, trundling his gay pushcart. “That’s what we need,” he cried. “Some cheer in here —flowers. Quick,” he yelped, “how much money have we?” We pooled our resources on the rug. I don’t know how much it totaled—but Tom ran down to the sidewalk - and came back with six bunches of vio- iets. We put them in water glasses in the window sill and Tom nursed them for days, hoping they wouldn’t wither and die. “Tf we can keep them blooming,” he said, “our luck will turn.” _ And sure enough it did. That week Peter got a job in a road show, Brooksie got over her cold and Tom and Claire got a check from home! Tom was sure the violets had worked the whole miracle. Tom will settle any time for fun around the house with his friends. He’s shy and quiet in crowds, but when you know him, you love him and realize how funny, gay and entertaining he can be. I remember once, here in Hollywood, Tom and Peter had some spare time on their hands be- tween pictures and they got an idea for a vacation trip to Sun Valley. “That's out for me,” I explained. There were the children and no one to take care of them. “But,” I suggested, “you and _ Peter go on. You two can rustle up fun.” “You won’t mind?’ x “Of course not,” I said, thinking I meant Beit. : They made plane reservations, packed ir bags, skiis and everything. Then they | off in Tom's gree to the airport. In Sweet and embraceable Utterly face-able if you wear..... Ze Wearing Rachel shade — you're SPECIAL FOR $1.00 (plus tax): a dream. Such a creamy, dreamy Large boudoir box of Jergens Face look. Makes his heart ache. Bawden with Jergens velvetized Make-up Cake—both in one box— in 6 made-in-Heaven shade pairs. Ask for Jergens Twin Make-up. All 6 shades of Jergens new powder have that heart-catching quality. Each is sparked with a glow of color to brighten even a drab complexion. Velvetized texture gives this new powder clinging smoothness. Helps hide little skin flaws for that faultless- skin look. Luxuriously perfumed. Do try Jergens new Face Powder now and—aren't you lovely! In “compact-size” boxes, 25¢ and 10¢ (plus tax). PREVIEW JERGENS POWDER KiT—containing all 6 Jergens 6 SKIN-GLOW SHADES skin-glow powder shades. Please send me Free Powder Kit containing generous sam- Naturelle. ...... for Pink Skin Be of all 6 devastating shades an Jere Face Powder. Rachel......... for lyory Skin TO: Box 37, Cincinnati 14, Debt, 256 Peachis cic, 1c for Medium Skin Name Brunette....... for Dark Skin Address Dark Rachel. . .for Golden Skin- City Snap Southern Rose for Sun-Rose effect (Paste coupon on penny postcard, if you wish. Print your name, address plainly. Sorry—offer good in U.S.A. only, ) hae cc pig a ana te ie AED RI

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MORE PAGES in the new April SCREEN GUIDE There are picture magazines that cover the world. But now there is one devoted exclu- sively to Hollywood. All of its glamour and gossip in thrilling picture-stories. MORE NEWS! MORE GOSSIP! MORE COLOR! New writers. New features. New photographers. Brilliant new story-telling picture tech- niques. Intimate reporting of Hollywood's great—how they work, play, live! Page after page of sparkling, full-color photographs. Don’t Miss the NEW APRIL Sereen Guide On Sale Everywhere *Recommended **Highly recommended No stars: average CONNECTICUT—**Bing Crosby-Judy Garland (Decca); *Martha Tilton (Capitol); *Artie Shaw (Musicraft); Modernaires (Columbia); Herbie Fields (Victor) The Artie Shaw version of Connecticut has Dont You Believe It, Dear on the other side. Artie plays a duet with himself on this disc. IT'S A GOOD DAY—*Peggy Lee (Capitol); *“Gene Krupa (Columbia) HOW ARE THINGS IN GLOCCA MORRA?—*Russ Case (Victor, in album); Johnny Long (Signature); Buddy Clark (Columbia) The hit song from New York's big musical, Finian's Rainbow. LINDA—*Ray Noble (Columbia), Charlie Spivak (Victor) MAN WITH THE HORN—**Boyd Raeburn (Jewel); *Harry James {Columbia} OPEN THE DOOR, RICHARD !—Jack McVea (Black & White); Dusty Fletcher {National} Dusty Fletcher has been using “Open the door, Richard!" as the keyline of his vaudeville comedy oct for about twenty years. Suddenly it's made into a song. SEPTEMBER SONG—**Sarah Vaughan-Teddy Wilson (Musicraft); *Joe Mooney (Decca) STARS FELL ON ALABAMA—*Leslie Scott-Billy Moore (Victor); *Woody Herman (Columbia); Johnny Guarnieri_ (Majestic) Leslie Scott is a talented ex-G] baritone who joined Louis Armstrong's band. SUNDAY KIND OF LOVE—**Claude Thornhill (Columbia) The fine Thornhill record of a fine tune isan all-vocal performance by the remarkably improved Fran Warren, who used to sing with Art Mooney and Charlie Barnet. WE COULD MAKE SUCH BEAUTIFUL MUSIC—*Monica Lewis (Signature); Frankie Carle (Columbia); Vaughn Monroe (Victor) DAVE BARBOUR—*«Forever Nicki (Capitol) DUKE ELLINGTON—**Happy-Go-Lucky Local (Musicraft) Musicraft's first Ellington release is a double-sided treatment of Duke's experi- ment in train music, which forms one of the four movements of his Deep South Suite. ERROLL GARNER—*Where or When (Mercury) BENNY GOODMAN—*Oh Baby! (Columbia) DIZZY GILLESPiIE—*Things To Come (Musicraft) COLEMAN HAWKINS—*Bean and The Boys (Sonora) Both the Gillespie and the Hawkins records above are strictly on the modern jazz bebop, but sound quite ditterent. WOODY HERMAN—**Woodchoppers Album {Columbia} Here at last are the discs made last summer in Chicago by Woody, Red Norvo and seven other men: Someday Sweetheart and I Surrender Dear and others. JIMMIE LUNCEFORD—*Margie (Majestic) If this sounds identical with the record the Lunceford band made of this tune on Decca almost ten years ago, dont be surprised. It's the same arrangement. RAY McKINLEY—**Tumblebug (Majestic) JOE THOMAS—*Black Butterfly (Keynote) CARNEGIE HALL—Beware My Heart: **Margaret Whiting (Capitol); Vaughn Monroe (Victor) LADIES’ MAN—What Am | Gonna Do About You?: *Perry Como (Victor); Margaret Whiting (Capitol); Skip Farrell (Mercury) MY HEART GOES CRAZY—Title Song: *Modernaires (Columbia); Bing Crosby (Decca). So Would |: *Bing Crosby (Decca) NEW ORLEANS—Endie; Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans; Where The Blues Were~ Born In New Orleans: *Louis Armstrong (Victor) The first side features Louis’ big band; the other two, a small group. STORMY WEATHER—Moppin’ and Boppin': *Fats Waller (Victor) Here's a real collector's item. This side and Aim’t Misbehavin’, too! THE TIME, THE PLACE & THE GIRL—A Rainy Night In Rio; Through a Thousand Dreams: “Desi Arnaz (Victor) TILL THE CLOUDS ROLL BY—*AIl Star Jerome Kern Album (Capitol). All The Things You Are: *Tony Martin (Decca); Guy Lombardo (Decca); Carmen Cavallaro Decca a elas album features all the top names—from Johnny Mercer through the Pied Pipers, Martha Tilton, Margaret Whiting and the King-Cole Trio. SONG OF THE SOUTH—Uncle Remus Said: Guy Lombardo (Decca)

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EER a an cues they were pace unpacking. _“T must be dreaming,” I kidded them. “Is this Sun, Valley?” “Nope,” said Tom. port and it didn’t seem like such a good idea leaving you here. Anyway,’ he grinned, “we can have more fun at home.” Tom has a memory like an elephant about gala dates—anniversaries and holi- days. Since I’ve known him I’ve never had a birthday go by without a box of flowers _ from Tom no matter where he was. I can think of only two bad personal habits of Tom’s—and he doesn’t know he’s doing either one. He bites his nails—which burns him up. . And he doodles on table- cloths—which he thoroughly enjoys. The other love of his life is surprises. Tom would rather pull a _ surprise—a pleasant one—on some of his friends than get a bonus. There was the way, for example, he let us in on the news of his engagement to Chris Dunne. Peter and I were tossing a New Year’s Eve .party at our house a couple of years ago. We’d asked Tom, of course. He called me up that day. “Mind if I bring a girl along?” “Of course not,” I told him, the merrier.” , That’s all he said. All our old friends were there when Buddy came in with “the more . Chris on his arm. We all knew Chris; she was part of the Tudor City crew. Nobody even knew she was in Hollywood. Some- how, Tom had found out. and looked her up. We were tickled to death to see her. A few days later Tom drove up one afternoon with Chris and surprised us again with, “We’re going to get married.” There’s absolutely nothing that Drake would rather do than toss a good news bombshell into your lap! Peter and I have been in on most of the big moments of Tom’s life, and vice versa; since we met him, We’ve spent every Christmas and Thanksgiving together, birthdays, anniversaries and special events. Tom changed my mother’s name, for in- stance. It used to be Jeannette until Tom spied her wearing half-sox to keep her feet warm and called her a Bobby-Soxer. It stuck and now Mother’s name, even to us, is “Bobbie.” My niece -and nephew, Janie and Tim, who live with Peter and me, are as proud of Tom—and as pestif- _ erous, too—as if he were their very own attraction for young love, big brother. the children’s hour... We simply have to keep the news away from Janie each time Tom’s expected. If we don’t, Janie’s collected all her girl friends, then Tom’s blushing and we’re practically pushed out of the house. Tim, thirteen, has an even brighter idea he tosses at Tom every time he corners him these days. Tim’s trying hard to make some time with a certain dream girl—but it’s tough going to get a date, with all the __ competition. So Tom finds himself with a real argu- ment on his hands every time Tim spots him. Tim wants Tom to go over to the hard-to-get girl’s house with him. “If you'll do that, Tom,” Tim argues passion- ately; “she'll be crazy about me! Don’t you see?” I don’t think Tom does. Anyway, so far he’s managed to duck playing added and Tim’s strictly out of luck! But short of playing glamorous love- bait, Tom’s ready, willing and always able to be the best friend anyone could possibly want. He’s always around when you need him and ready to rally. If he isn’t, he gets here fast. It’s trite but true that to know om Drake is to love him. Peter and I do —like a brother. He’s the best friend we’ve had or ever will have. I hope he al- “We got to the aN | Tchaikovsky Piano Concerto No. | Grieg Piano Concerto = ene Moderne ¢ Warsaw Concerto Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto No. 2 - Night and Day Melodious classics arranged for dancing . All feature sparkling piano passages. Album P-169, $3.15.* Cornish Rhapsody Theme - Intermezzo . in the modern Martin manner! i <=, LOOK! more new RA VICTOR p71" “SHAMROCK MELODIES” by Dennis ~Day: When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, Mother Machree, others. P-153, $2.55.* “EILEEN.” Eight hits from the show. Al Goodman, his Orchestra, and all- star cast. K-2, $4.00.* TEX BENEKE with the Miller Orchestra: Speaking of Angels; It Might Have Been a Different Sfory. 20-2123, 60¢.* “NEW 52ND STREET JAZZ” by Dizzy Gillespie, Coleman Hawkins and their All-Star Orchestras: coe in Tunisia, as wHO MAKE THe 117. ARE oN “A VICTOR RECORDS Say It Isn't So, Ol’ Man Rebop, Low Flame, others. HJ-9, $3.75.* PERRY COMO: / Wani to Thank Your Folks; That's Where | Came In. 20-2117, 60¢.* *Suggested list prices, exclusive of taxes Naturally ...on RCA Victor Records! Two “exclusives’’— Victor's billion-record skill. . . plus RCA’s electronic wizardry ..- make music sound so natural on RCA Victor Records! Hear them on a Victrola} radio-phonograph. ({Victrola—T.M. Reg. -U. S. Pat. Off.) Radio Corp. of America, RCA Victor Dwision. HIS MASTER'S VOICE”

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cs Sees ae pier word I ite ie itanke, is talent. “Maybe I missed something, but I don’t _- remember seeing Jane look in a mirror all the time we made The Yearling. She wasn’t interested in how she looked but how she acted. We worked in the rain for three long days. Jane’s hair straggled down but she didn’t try to look glamorous. Jane’s a good sport, and she can certainly take it without flinching. I’m thinking par- ticularly of what happened on location one day at Lake Arrowhead. We went up in the mountains to make some lake-front scenes. There was one where a team of horses pulled Jane, Claude Jarman and me up a steep bank in a rickety buckboard. The first take was no good and we went down to do it again. Unfortunately, we rode the wagon back down. It was very steep. The brakes gave way and the wagon smacked the team in the hind legs. They bolted. A wheel flew off the buckboard and the thing started to fall apart, careening. down the hill. Luckily, Claude was tossed clear and I ~ jumped over Jane’s head to grab the horses. I saw her pitch forward on to the tongue between the dashboard and the traces. That’s where she teetered the rest of the precarious ride until we got the horses stopped. I reached up and lifted her down. I thought she’d be hysterical. But Wyman winked. “Thanks,” she cracked, “for the buggy ride.” two ofakind... It was through a mutual weakness Jane and I discovered on between-take waits that I found out how sentimental and sen- ‘sitive Wyman is beneath her bright and breezy manner. Maybe that’s what makes her such an unsuspected but fine actress. We're both jive hounds and more or less amateur hep cats, it turned out. I’m strict- _ ly an instrumental man, while Jane’s strong ' on vocals. So Jane toted her portable i phonograph to the set and we filled in the wait stretches with some solid stuff. One day we were twirling some platters b in her dressing room. I slipped on an old number of a good decade ago—‘“The Lady is a Tramp.” It had made only a few turns when Jane said, “Let’s play something else, hey?” Brightly, she said it, but she meant | it. I lifted it off. “You know,” explained | Jane. “I used to sing the socks off that - piece once and I’ve never been able to en- joy it since. It was when I was trying to ‘| break into bands as a singer, before I started dancing in Hollywood. Boy, was I busted! When I hear that melody all that old agony hits me right in the face again.” We played something else. __. Another time I put on another old timer, ; “Take a Number From One to Ten.” It had barely started when I saw a sad look sweep Jane’s face. Her lips started to tremble and I yanked it quick. You get sensitive to other people’ Ss moods when you ) work with them day in and day out. ' “Darn me!” recovered Jane. “I almost ‘eried. You know, that’s really one of my favorite’ pieces. It came out when I made The Kid From Spain—just a hoofer in the chorus, I was, but it was my first Holly- wood. picture and things sure looked up for me.’ I guess I looked puzzled. If it brought ‘back happy memories how come Jane verged on tears? “Lyda Roberti was in that,’ said Jane. “Gee, she was a swell . Lyda’s not here any more,” she dded, “She died a couple of years ago.” the Reagans best when we moved, family st le, to Arrowhead for the lake scenes of e Yearling. Both of us took cabins on a rented speed cruisers and foamed nd forth cross the waves to each noon when ine Greta and I and our family got to know | ee S I chang ed to the Cuitle Floating Lift RAE CALDWELL SAYS, “Discover SweetHeart’s 1-2-3 Extra Lather Beauty Care!” Night and morning, massage your face for one minute with SweetHeart’s Extra Lather. Rinse with warm — then icy cold water. Skin is cleansed... stimulated ...\ooks radiant! SweetHeart Soap’s § tiaLathor! “It gives 3-way beauty help! No wonder I tave about SweetHeart’s Extra Lather Care — and feel I'd be risking my success without it,” says Rae Caldwell. You, too, will love this beauty care! For pure, mild SweetHeart Soap gives up to twice as much lather as average beauty soaps. And the countless bubbles in this extra lather have a gentle floating lift. Pictures taken through the microscope prove it! These bubbles work into the outer pore openings . . . /éft off dirt and dry skin flakes. Float them away! It’s thrilling to expe- rience. Your skin looks smoother, fresher, more exquisitely radiant. The soap that AGREES with your skin Imagine yourself a cover ml like Rae... ata swanky night club with a wonderful man adoring your SweetHeart complexion! Tune in “EVELYN WINTERS” and “ROSE OF My DREAMS” . Two shows, Gay to Coast, Mon. thru Fri. See your paper for times. and stations.

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Let this unique cream work its beauty wonders on your skin! to see who cooked the dinner, Greta house, or Jane at the -Reagans), cone Jane is no slouch on the domestic side. — In fact, at this point, Ill have to tell you © what a farsighted mother she is. She’s al- ready planning Maureen’s wedding. It seems when Ronnie and Jane were engaged a few years ago in Hollywood, Ronnie gave Jane a huge amethyst ring, in- stead of the usual diamond sparkler. It was a birthstone, that’s why. At the wedding, he came through with a clip of the same beautiful stone and at every anniversary since he’s contributed a bracelet or some- thing else to match. Jane keeps these all packed away—with her wedding dress—for - Maureen to wear when she’s a bride. _ The reason I know this intimate and sen- timental bit of Reagan family lore is be- cause Jane wore that wedding dress (it’s ice-blue and does she look a dream in it!) and all the amethyst pretties one night ata — party she gave. ; That party she gave was something very © special indeed—even in Hollywood. The last guests made their adieus at 5:30 a.m. I know, because those last guests, I’m ~ afraid, were the Pecks. Jane loves to entertain and she'll worry for weeks to dig up a new idea. This par- | ticular party, for instance, was a birthday — party for Joan Crawford—and it posed a problem to Jane. How to bring in the cake without the old tired routine of lighting candles while the guests harmonized (they — thought) on “Happy Birthday to You”? The Reagans had their back-yard all covered with cellophane and lights that night to create a night club interior out- doors. Ronnie emceed at a microphone and along about the middle of the evening he stepped up and announced. “Ladies and gentlemen—welcome to our modest plush-lined saloon. I must explain the reason for this party. There’s a little lady in your midst who likes to sing. She can’t sing anywhere else because they won’t ever let her. But she’s boss here, se —ladies and gentlemen—I give you Jane Wyman, and you're stuck with her—” frustrated singer... Jane stepped up to the microphone like the most frustrated torch singer and the orchestra gave her a slow beat. She’s al- ways dying to sing, and all her friends know it. Some of them half believed Ron- nie’s pitch. But what Jane sang was j “Happy Birthday to You” to Joan Craw- [| ford—as the cake came in. It was a neat | surprise and you can be sure that’s just | what Ronnie and Jane had beaten their | brains to achieve. Fz The first time we actors of The Yearling } saw the finished picture was one night when Clarence Brown and Sidney Frank- | lin, who directed and produced it, asked us f to a private, pre-preview showing at the studio. There were just a few of us there— J Ronnie and Jane, Greta and I, Clarence and Sidney, Claude and his mother. = After the screening we went across the | alley to a little beanery. We drank toasts and decided the world was a wonderful place and that we all loved each other. } Then Jane started dabbing her nose, and f we tried not to notice—until the tears be- f came too big and often. i 8 | We thought we understood. This was the payoff of thirteen years of fighting her way to the top for Jane Wyman. a | - But that wasn’t what Jane was thinking | about. She wasn’t crying for joy over her} “success. What made Jane cry was the same | sad and wistful feeling you have when youre graduated from a school you've} loved, or quit any place where you've left} part of your heart. : But that was rez f

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MARK STEVENS (Continued from page 42) RR A drove out in the country on picnics and clambakes, clustered in juke-box joints over cokes and malts, acted his own age, like an American boy of nineteen. But Mark was still too independent to accept the Shipples’ hospitality indefi- nitely. He moved to a room of his own soon and got a job. They weren’t hiring - any and everyone at A. Polski’s Depart- - nell, the personnel manager, 1 ment Store, even if it was close upon the Christmas rush. But when Helen Fen- talked to Mark, she knew there was a place for him somewhere, He was such a handsome, friendly, attractive young man, she told herself. They put hen first in the men’s depart- ment, selling shirts. The shirts sold out. They switched him to electric razors. Mark’s sales set a store record. He might have blossomed into a department store tycoon, if business hadn’t slumped after Christmas, and a drastic cut laid him off. _ That shocked him out of his respectable, cozy dream. Mark had~ been spending his salary as fast as he made it. He moved to a $2 room and looked for another job. He was about broke when he heard of a radio an- nouncer’s job open at a small station in Erie, Pennsylvania. Mark spent his last dimes on the phone call. He exaggerated his show business and radio record in Can- ada. He hinted that he was pretty good. “Yeah?” they told him. “Okay, you can have the job.” He should have known it sounded too easy. But he went ahead and borrowed money for the trip from a store pal. When whorl you smoke — _ PHILIP Morris! An important difference in PHILip Morris manufacture lets the FULL FLAVOR of the world’s finest tobaccos come through for your CALL FOR ical FINEST Caaatel complete enjoyment —clean, fresh, pure! he got to Erie, he hustled over to the radio station. The manager looked bored. “What job? Oh—you the kid from Canada? Well, sorry, but the spot’s filled.” Mark’s blood boiled. He felt the old tenseness, the rebellious anger flood back. into his veins. He’d never trust anybody again. He turned on his heel and walked out. He had six dollars left in his pocket. He bought a bus ticket to Youngstown and looked up his Uncle George Morrison and his aunt. Uncle George had an offer ready. He was in the steel business and Mark could start work right away at good wages in the machine shop. “Go to bed now,” said Uncle George. “We'll talk about it in the morning.” Mark went to bed, but even though he was dog tired he couldn’t sleep. He rolled out of bed at dawn and told his aunt and uncle goodbye. He wouldn’t let them fix him breakfast or drive him to the bus. He walked three miles through snow to town, grabbed a bus to Akron with fifteen cents in his pocket and dropped his bag in the $2 room with a promise to pay rent next week. He didn’t let anyone know he was in town—not even Marge Shipple. Not any of her good na- tured gang he’d had fun with, nor any of- the friends he’d made at Polski’s store. Because a radio station had made him sore, that’s where Mark was determined to get a job. There was one in Akron, WAKR, down below a drug store where he often grabbed a cup of coffee. Mark walked in. He was tired, travel-stained jnae mena ecole ne nw vos That’s why PHILIP Morris taste better—smoke better— all day long! PHILIP Mi ALWAYS BETTER... BETTER ALL WAYS and rumpled. He looked down and out and he was. Bernard Burke, who ran WAKR, was not impressed when Mark hit him for a job. “Any experience?” Mark mentioned his Montreal micro- phone jobs as grandly as he dared. “Sor- ry,’ vetoed Burke. “We need a real ex- perienced American radio man.” On his way out Mark looked exactly the way he felt—sore and desperate. A woman saw him and sized up his plight. She happened to be Bernard Burke’s wife. She asked Mark if he needed any help. He shook his red head savagely. “No, thanks,” he said. “I want a job.” “T’ll see my husband,” said the lady, kindly. “He’s the manager of the station.” Mark grinned bitterly. “I just did. He said ‘No’.” But she took him back in and he walked out with a job—not much of a job, but something. Frankly, Mark Stevens started at WAKR as a flunkey. Everybody at WAKR soon knew him and one of them was Carl Kent, the station’s prize an- nouncer. Mark wasn’t always busy, but he was always hanging around. Carl would have him cue him now and then. ‘“You’ve got a good voice,” he told Steve one day. “You ought to learn radio an- nouncing. Stick around and I'll teach you all I know.” “Thanks,” grinned Mark. That volun- tary gesture of friendship put him right back on the ambition beam. He lost him- self in the station. Carl coached him in announcing, and they soon trusted Mark at the mike on a show for the Firestone AU YOUrS..

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coming back,” Mark added. “I’m going to stay until I do something.” But he was dead wrong on their attitude then. They were beginning to understand; they wanted to help. Dad Cooke bought Mark’s ticket west on the Santa Fe’s top train, the Super Chief. He handed him a $1000 stake. Mark’s parents drove him to the railroad station, took snapshots, gave him a warm send-off, with the com- fortable invitation: “If things go wrong, you know you're always welcome here.” Mark Stevens didn’t know a soul in Hollywood. The only vague introduction he had was the name of a third-rate talent agent. Larry Sunbrock, a,cowboy show- man who occasionally’ brought rodeo shows through Akron, had said, “Look this guy up if you ever get to Hollywood. He might get you a job.” Mark had the name scribbled on a piece of paper in his wal- let. Maybe he’d look him up, Mark thought, and maybe he wouldn’t. He wasn’t counting on any help. When he climbed off the train in Los Angeles, the California sun beamed a dazzling greeting. Mark’s spirits zoomed. “This is it,” he exulted. “This is for me.” He told the ‘cab driver, “Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel.” He whirled up the Boulevard, craning his neck like a ‘hick | at the movie sights he’d read about—The Derby, Max Factor’s, Grauman’s Chinese. The desk clerk said, “Room or suite, sir?” ’ Mark was feeling swell, shot through with luck. “A suite,’ he said, grandly. He patted the $1000 in his inside coat pocket. He’d shoot the moon, as his old New York hash-slinger pal had advised. His extrava- gant mood was to cost him dearly, but he didn’t know that then. i want to act... Next morning Mark looked up the agent Larry Sunbrock had recommended. The flesh peddler fixed him with a cold, ap- praising eye. Mark rattled off his record. “T want to act in pictures.” “Uh-huh. Where you staying?” Mark told him. “Got plenty of money?” “Sure,” said Mark. “Well,” announced the agent. “You don’t look like a picture type to me, Bud. But we'll go out to Universal and see what they think.” They didn’t think so either. Mark strolled into Casting Director Dan Kelly’s office with his guide. He felt cocky and confident. Kelly shot him a flat, impatient stare. Thousands of good looking young ~ guys were led to his desk every week. He listened to Mark’s story between phone calls, half listened, half looked. His ver- dict was blunt and rude. “Look, son,” he said, “why don’t you go on back home and forget it? You’re no good for pictures. Not the type. Good- bye, now.” That old pressure clamped Mark’s jaw. _ That old furious feeling that surged up when he was smacked down made his muscles tremble. He gritted, “Thanks,” and walked out. _ He didn’t see the man who stared at him keenly as he strode furiously out of en Kelly’s office. His name was Herb Tobias. He was an agent, too, connected with a big Hollywood talent office, the Goldstone Brothers. He filed what he saw away in his memory. Mark didn’t know that. _ Mark Stevens’ own memory had turned ‘a burning blank. All his dreams darkened and when that happened he could sting imself like a scorpion. He took a cab ack to his hotel suite and got on the telephone. He’d run across some party “guys and gals in the hotel grill but he’d ducked them. He got in touch now and ayed in touch. He didn’t go near the ents again. His marathon mad-on lasted i "KC tastes best, I found /” says ANN BLYTH See her in Mark Hellinger’s “SWELL GUY” A Universal-International Picture “IT WAS ’WAY BEST IN MY TASTE-TEST!”’ says Ann. “‘I tried leading colasin paper cups and chose Royal Crown Cola—my favorite ever since!” Try it! Say, ‘“‘RC for me!” That’s the quick way to get a delightful quick-up with Royal Crown Cola—best by taste-test! Best by taste-test

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. You aecored it in. It’s already g up. ; Mark spent his last dime on the right bus. But it dumped him four miles from the Warner Studio. He hoofed it over Cahuenga Pass. He was late but they shot the test anyway. They took Mark over to wardrobe first and tried to dress him up. But fiasco piled on fiasco that day. There wasn’t a suit in the whole depart- ment that fitted his wide shoulders and small waist. He wound up with a pinch- back number tailored for Humphrey Bo- gart. Since he’s become famous, Mark Stevens has tried time and again to find that screen test and buy it to run for laughs. He can’t, though. Warners long since burned it up. It was horrible. But in spite of all the ghastly trimmings, there was something that came through. His agent, Herb, saw it and went to bat with the studio. He talked them into giving Mark a six-month trial contract at $100 a week. Mark was floating on air. The Gold- stone agency was more sold on him than the studio, too. They bought him a jalopy to get around in, lent him some money for clothes, yanked him out of Long Beach -and back to civilization. “Stick at Warner’s a while,” they told him. “Get your bear- ings and get fattened up. Then we'll go to town. | , There are other studios who'll test you.” So Mark Stevens joined the Warner team with rosy hopes. He moved into a furnished room in Beverly Hills. He wheeled his jalopy out over the pass daily. It had no top and when it rained he hunched up in the seat under a battered hat and let the water trickle past down _ his ears. The jalopy started his troubles. park outside, bub... Mark drove it: up to the studio gates one day and started in. They’d given him a bit in Passage to Marseilles and he was on his way to work. The gate cop barred his way. “Park outside on the street, you,” he ordered. “Why?” asked Mark. “T’m working in a picture.” “You haven’t got a pass have you?” _ Mark said no, he hadn’t. He went to get one, found he wasn’t earning enough money to rate it. That made him sizzle. _ The next morning the cop stopped him again. “Okay,” said Mark. “If I can’t _ drive in the gates, I'll go home.” That er Started the fireworks. _ He was called on the front-office carpet, and for almost two years Mark camped || there until he almost wore the thing out. ' It was that old wounded ego again, Mark’s 4 resentment’ at being underestimated, brushed off, put in his place. He played | bits in pictures— God Is My Co-Pilot, | Objective Burma, Pride of the Marines, | The Doughgirls. But his main role at _ Warner’s was one long fight scene with the studio bosses. | Mark read every script and plugged _belligerently for a good part to play. The | refusals infuriated him: “Why should we ate ” oe % iE ee A ER ee tee ye Oe _ put you in that part when we've got actors , pune ten times as much around the He balked when they called him in ice and made him a mere voice over a loudspeaker in a picture. “You must be dding!” flared Mark. He was boiling so hen he went on the set to do it that he gled with the director and slammed off i now other studios were eee n They said if Mark i | hey'd take a look. SY = | ‘Soaping dull hair— HALO : SHAMPOO ; Halo glorifies it! Yes, even finest soaps and soap shampoos hide the natural lustre of your hair with dulling soap film @ Halo contains no soap. Made with a new patented ingredient it cannot leave dulling soap film! @ Halo reveals the true natural beauty of your hair the very first time you use it, leaves it shimmering with glorious highlights. @ Needs no lemon or vinegar after-rinse. Halo rinses away, quickly and completely! @ Makes oceans of rich, fragrant lather, even in hardest water. Leaves hair sweet, clean, naturally radiant! @ Carries away unsightly loose dandruff like magic! @ Lets hair dry soft and manageable, easy to curl!

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home when the telephone rang. Herb Tobias had the good news. “It’s a con- tract—$275 a week. Can you go right to work?” “You mean they’ve got a part for me | already?” “Yep—in a ‘B’—but a good one.” “A-B-C-D or E—I don’t give a damn,” shouted Mark. “They can use up the al- phabet if it’s really an acting job.” Within These Walls was a prison pic- ture, but it gave Mark Stevens the free- dom he’d been desperately seeking. The freedom from his own anger, the heart- sickening rage he invariably threw him- self into when he was ignored, scorned or belittled. Because Mark acquired his first boosters with that first real acting | job. Bryan Foy and his ace producer, Ben Silvey, thought Mark was wonderful. They told him so. They built him up. He purred like a kitten and blossomed like a rose at last. But that wasn’t all that happened. The plans Bryan Foy had to make him a busy star of “B” pictures had been vetoed. And by the boss at 20th-Fox himself, Darryl Zanuck. Zanuck took one look at Mark on the screen and said, “No more ‘B’s.’ Hold him for a good part. He’s star stuff.” But Mark didn’t know all of that. All he knew was that Zanuck was making him wait around. He waited seven months—and being Mark Stevens—he darned near went off his nut. Those seven months were the Kid’s Last Fight for Mark Stevens. He scrapped with his own fretful impatience and won —hbecause while the delay made him wild—he knew he was being appreciated, valued—that at last he was a man with a future. The only job he did at the studio was a test for Fallen Angel, although Direc- tor Otto Preminger told him frankly, “It’s probably a waste of time. I want Dana Andrews if I can get him.” He got him all right. But that test was no waste of time for Mark. It landed in the hands of Herb Tobias and became the one-way ticket | to the stardom Mark longed for. Herb showed it to Producer William Periera at RKO. When the news came to Mark one day—that RKO might co-star him with Joan Fontaine in From This Day For- ward, the old jumpiness hit him again. It was triply tough for Mark to endure MODERN SCREEN "Some friends dropped in, dear. Could you put on a clean apron?” B Are you teally | sure of your present deodorant? Test it against Fresh Lovely to know ... that you can really rely on Fresh. Fresh contains the most effective per- spiration-stopping ingredient known to science! Lovely to use... creamy Fresh stays smooth. .. never greasy, gritty or sticky. . . doesn't dry out. And gentle... Fresh contains a patented ingredi- ent that makes it gentle to skin, safe for fabrics, No wonder. -. more and more women are switching to Fresh. © 1947, The Pharma-Craft Corporation, Inc. See for yourself why more and more women are switching to Fresh—the new cream deodorant they find the most effective and so gentle FRESH + cet ore, ZRIAM BEODORARY STOPS PERSPIRATION FRESH is approved by the American Medical Association for advertising in their publications. 111

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He called all the studio secretaries at RKO together one afternoon, ran off Mark’s test and his rival’s. He asked for a vote. There were thirty-six secretary judges. The vote was for Stevens—34 to 2. Then began the battle of the telephones —RKO versus Twentieth Century-Fox. Three separate times Mark saw the deal fizzle out, because RKO wanted half of Mark’s contract and Zanuck wasn’t giv- ing his aces away. They wanted him for peanuts; Zanuck demanded a fat price. It see-sawed back and forth but the good news finally came through and Mark pinched himself. He was a star—it was in the contract—right along with Joan Fontaine. There was his chance, at long last, in black and white. What Mark Stevens did with it is happy Hollywood history by now—happy for Mark Stevens and Hollywood, too. In From This Day Forward he won the applause of critics, of new and ardent fans. He rose to the top of Darryl Zanuck’s new star list of 46. He won a star’s job in The Dark Corner, which let him act, and now in I Wonder Who’s Kissing Her Now, which let him dance and sing. under the knife... The other battle Mark won was a two- fisted scrap with bad health. Mark’s had two major operations since he reached stardom. He’s had his backbone laid bare by a surgeon’s knife twice to correct an old diving injury. He’s been punctured by penicillin needles so much he feels like a sieve. : But Steve gives his battered body the back of his hand. He can’t be bothered— even if he’s the nurses’ Nemesis and the doctors’ despair—to let mere flésh and blood get him down. Last September, for instance, he drove Annelle and his brand new namesake, Mark Richard Stevens, Jr., proudly home from the hospital. “A little ham just like me,” Mark grins proudly. And then, right before his birthday last December 13th—that lucky 13th for Mark and Annelle—good news came from Darryl Zanuck: Mark’s contract was torn up and his salary tripled. 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aot ere EASTER DREAM - fabulous hats, (Continued from page 32) fat flower. But the dream remains the brightest part of the costume. There’s a girl named Esther Williams, for whom the dream came true. Esther is a movie star, all right, but she’s also young and wide-eyed. One day she was talking about how wonderful it would be to have a splendid new Easter outfit, and a MopERN ScREEN spy who had been sneaking around eavesdropping went - racing back to write Al and Henry. Al and Henry got excited, and their excitement spread to Donn, the clothes de- signer, and John-Frederics, the hat de- signers, and the first thing: Esther knew, she was going Cinderella two or three better. When she walked into the place called Donn, Ltd., she was slightly nervous. The rug in. the salon was a sort of beige-grey, and marvelously thick under her feet. The walls and furniture were modern, and the same beige color, and there were small, bright touches here and there. Donn himself, a blond man in a red and black jacket, came to say hello to Esther, and he showed her through his work-rooms (he decorated the whole place) and during the entire tour, Esther searcely took her eyes off his red and black jacket. When she couldn’t stand it any longer, she began, “Did you—” And Donn grinned, and said, yes, he had designed it, and she said she thought it was so cute, the way the lapels almost came to his waist, and he said you had to be extreme in this business, and then they got around to Esther’s Easter outfit. - Donn’s clothes are beautiful. So are the women who go into them. He designs for Lana Turner and Judy Garland, to name a couple, but right then, he was giving his complete attention to Esther, who went from dress to dress gasping, “Oh, look at ees Oh, isn’t that charming? Oh, oh, fe) =— She ended up with an Easter trousseau, practically. A white evening gown, a beau- tiful thing, a thing that would melt in your --mouth. A little black suit with a checkered vest; a dress with a darling print— to top things off... By the time Esther was ready to leave Donn, Lid., she was floating. But as any young girl could have told her, floating around without a hat is very undignified stuff. A bonnet’s the most crucial part of -an Easter outfit anyway. So to John-Frederics. Everybody’s heard ‘of John-Frederics, Esther included. But she’d never been inside their Hollywood place. All she knew was that they made and were probably Lily _ Dache’ S worst enemies. She found out more. Inc., ; John-Frederics, as bleached wood panelling and tables and cabinets. John-Frederics, Inc., has crystal candelabra, and soft lights, and $500 mink hats. _ The designer himself comes out from New York for his Spring and Fall shows, and his Hollywood place is run by a Mr. yf Esther. He showed her sets of hand- ainted stoles and hats, at $350 a set. He Jhowed her handbags and cosmetics and jewelry. He left her breathless. a And she left him minus several of his r Williams is going to look hand- nat Ei Parade. As for you, hocolate rab- r old dream. RHE, S “Hour much freedom can @ career QW etyoy 7 102 OUT OF 127 MODELS, ARTISTS, WRITERS REPORT NO CHAFING WITH FREE-STRIDE MODESS Bright young careerists—girls to whom freedom of action means so much—have made a smart discovery for you! Girls who had suffered chafe with their regular napkin tested a new, im- proved napkin, Free-Stride Modess. Ob- ject: To see if it gave freedom from chafe. The answer: 102 out of 127 reported no chafing with Free-Stride Modess! The secret of chafe-free comfort so many girls found in Free-Stride Modess lies in the clever fashioning of the nap- kin edges. Free-Stride Modess has extra cotton on its edges—extra softness—right where the cause of chafe begins. = The extra cotton also acts to direct and retain moisture inside the napkin, keeping the edges dry and smooth longer. And dry, smooth edges don’t chafe! So safe, too! Free-Stride Modess has a triple safety shield and a sealed-in deo- dorant to keep you confident. On sale everywhere now. Product of Personal Products Corporation. _ Walk wrth cotmtort-/ Ty 7 the new Free- stride Madesst ite wie

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All this was strengthened by the fact that Ty and his own wife, Annabella, were also on the verge of breaking up. The truth of the matter is that Ty, Oleg, Gene and Annabella were all friends— good friends. They were often seen to- gether. But the rumor-mongers made nothing of it until the question of Oleg’s divorce rose to the fore. Had there been anything between Gene and Ty, I’m cer- tain that Oleg and Ty would have engaged in (at least) sharp words. They did not. They are still friends. Okay, so what did cause the break? Don’t accuse me of taking the easy way out when I blame .. . circumstances. It’s a vague word, I know, but I'll explain: First, you must understand that one of the unfortunate things about Hollywood marriages is that “famous” people more than anybody else are apt to get into each other’s hair. Not only are they tem- peramental, but they move under a con- stant strain. The merciless glare of the publie eye is no pleasant thing. It causes the tiniest, most ridiculous spat to become a home-shaking event. Look back at Oleg and Gene before either knew what the word fame meant. They eloped nearly six years ago (against the consent of Gene’s parents), and at that time neither was established. Gene had been miscast so many times that the critics had a field day lambast- ing her. Many producers called her a mediocre actress—nothing more. Oleg, for his part, was a little-known designer. True, he had established an en- viable reputation in Rome and Paris, but six years ago in Hollywood he was just another guy named Joe. designing husband... Oleg began “dressing up Gene.” Sweat- ers and drab skirts gave way to glamor gowns with trick lines. He showed such a marked improvement over studio-picked designers that eventually he, alone, de- signed Gene’s clothes. And he made her one of Hollywood’s Best Dressed Women. But all was not peachy. Oleg is strictly Continental. He was born and raised in Europe. He lived in a host of countries, studied in various European schools and learned to speak four or five languages. Gene, on the other hand, is strictly Amer- ican—and the two personalities are bound to clash. : Gene, for instance, wanted to “Amer- icanize” Oleg. She dreamed of him with a. crew hair-cut and with the speech and general makeup of an American. A ster- ling goal, indeed, but hardly a practical one. Birth and tradition and breeding are not easily replaced in a matter of years. And I ask myself—would Gene have ever fallen in love with the “crew hair- cut” type of male? I doubt it. I doubt it because I think that European quality is the very thing Gene liked upon first meeting Oleg. But as I have said, I believe this difference is a trifling one—as long as you are not famous. Where did fame first start? I-think Gene first tasted it in Lawra, which was a hit. Other hits followed, and she was set. For Oleg, too, things were opening up. After having left the Army (where Gene had spent a year with him—a year in which she gave up pictures), he was signed on as chief wardrobe designer at the Eagle-Lion studios. Next, he opened up his own thriving business (Casanova), and eventually signed a separate contract with 20th Century-Fox. His reputation as one of the country’s top designers was definitely established—as was Gene’s rep- utation as one of our finest actresses. Their affairs became the public’s af- fairs. Their every move made print. . Their careers were different. They could seldom arrange their schedules to see one another. When Gene was working, Oleg was free. And vice versa. At nights, when they were~worn out, they would hunt for rest and comfort in some small cafe— only to be sought out by autograph col- lectors. Weary and aggravated, they might easily nag at each other. ; Hot tempers can get hotter under these circumstances, and sense of uneasiness is increased hourly. What were formerly “nothings” were now subjects for long, heated arguments. Add to that the fact that (as I have mentioned) Gene’s par- ents never really sanctioned her marriage. Comprehend the fancies that play in one’s mind. They have been sentenced to divorce—by press and public opinion— before the word ever entered their minds. Now the thing has got to be “played to the finish,” as it were. It’s almost too late to back out of divorce proceedings—be- cause “everybody” expects it now. Gene already has started proceedings. I, as her brother-in-law, am not so certain that she will ever complete them. I believe ~ they actually still love each other. I know they are both tremendously fond of their young daughter, Daria. They might still be held together. It’s a strange world... Anyway, Ill wait for the final results before I make up my mind. | SAW IT HAPPEN *" When Shirley Temple’s husband, John Agar, was still in the Army, Shirley came to Salt Lake City to visit him. One evening I took my grandmother to the Centre Thea- ter to see a pic- ture, and found a long waiting line. Since Grandma is about 80, I went into the lobby to find a place for her to sit. But there were no seats. I stood there, looking around, when Shirley stepped out of line and smiled, showing those famous dimples. “Why don’t you take my place?” she said. “We'll go to the end of the line.” — I started to object, but she said, “Oh, we'd just as soon wait—so long as we're waiting together!” and she took her new husband’s arm and went to the end of the line. Beverly Burt Salt Lake City, Utah

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TT ee FIGHTING LADY (Continued from page 60) step nearer there is food for thought in the fact that Olivia collided with her thirtieth birthday, the decision to marry and a nomination as the best actress of the year, all at once. This year, in two pictures, namely To Each His Own and The Dark Mirror, Olivia has given five outstanding per- formances. Regardless of Academy Award arguments, no other actress has even come close to that. To explain: in the first pic- ture, Olivia played a young girl in love, a frantic mother who had lost her child, and a hardboiled, elderly business woman. The other two performances were the Ruth and Terry roles opposite Lew Ayres in The Dark Mirror. Most capable actresses would not have too much trouble carrying off the first. three chores, but the dual role must be considered a_ singular achievement. Just what these dual roles added up to is best expressed by Thomas Mitchell, who said: “The public may see the picture and be amazed by Olivia’s performance. But no one except those with personal ex- perience will appreciate the understanding eet necessary to deliver as she - no tantrums for livvy .. . It should be added that at no time did Olivia crack under the strain and relieve herself with tears, fainting spells or out- bursts of temperament as is more or less a common practice. On the other hand, be- cause she loves her roles so intensely, there were occasional brushes with Di- rector Siodmak over script interpretation. Of course, a fight with Olivia is not to be viewed in the popular conception of the word. Olivia does not do battle against people but for the right to uphold her convictions. But for this, she might have lost her famed legal campaign to break her Warner contract. Most young actresses are too concerned with the business of living up to their station to dare risk their careers in such a battle. Olivia stayed off the screen for two solid years while an army of lawyers skirmished through the courts to a decision in her favor. As a result, Olivia’s lawsuit changed the -lives and careers of every player. in pic- tures—on one simple point. If a player refuses to do a part, or takes a suspension for other reasons, studios may not add the length of that suspension to the contract. Thus an actor need no longer live in fear of a suspension which might add months to a contract from which he wants to escape. : Lest anyone at this point believe that it is the author’s intention to make a “double- domed heroine” of Olivia, the memory of one of her brightest interviews is called to mind. The subject was a press agent- inspired story on the occasion of her 1000th movie kiss. The interviewer was Frederick C. Othman, now a Washington correspondent.. He asked her whether her first screen kiss, engaged in with Dick Powell, was a brotherly affair. 2 . “Brotherly?” retorted Olivia. “I do not - know the meaning of the word.” She then went on to rib Errol Flynn, who was somewhat under the weather at the time, by pointing out that he had to go to the hospital after each one of their kissing scenes. ee Recently, during the rehearsal of a radio broadcast, Olivia called for a chair and fie ese were brought to her ooked up from her *REG. U. S. PATENT OFF. AMAZING THING! 4 ace SCIENTIFICALLY COM~ 14 POUNDED TREATMENT NEW BISSELLS* NEED NO HANDLE PRESSURE ! New “Bisco-matic’™ Brush Action adjusts automati- cally to any rug—thick or thin! Sweeps clean with one easy swoop, even under beds and chairs! Actually the pick-up is so perfect you never have to press on the handle at all! Available now in limited quantities at Bissell dealers only—complete with exclusive “Sta-up’’ Handle and the new, easier “Flip-O”’ Empty. NEW BISSELL SWEEPERS with patented “Bisco-matic” Brush Action BISSELL CARPET SWEEPER CO., GRAND RAPIDS 2, MICH, AN AMAZING NEW LOVE FLIES /V THE WINDOW CALLED TING... WORKS WHILE IT HELPS HIDE THEM J “OMLY APPLY TING TO e/g PIMPLES, LET IT WW LAG TESTS TING DRY AND WHISK po PROVEN, ae CECTIVE INV KILLING IEE ee narlagn = Mereemy : SPECIFIC TYPES | aie eee 5 6ERMIC/IDAL— CAUSE SKIN REALLY WORKS BLOTCHES WONDERS FOR —---- ist ee eer he, ee exrenmalty QUIN cnt lee eee gE CAUSED J AMAZING TING TOCAY / ae wens x s : UGGISTS PUMPLES: Sof

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Olivia’s clothes are superbly cut and in good fashion, but more the type worn by a well-dressed Eastern - girl than the Rarmhoy ante ‘ creaaanes for which Hollywood women are famous. Most of her free time is spent reading scripts. She reads them by the bushel basket full, hoping to find a scant few parts she really wants to do, and may choose of her own free will now that she is a free lance player. Despite this extreme concentration, which should again put her in line for another Academy nomination next year, Olivia does not lead an unsocial life. She simply circulates in a less obvious sphere than most actresses of equal popularity. As for perpetuating the beauty of face and figure, she accomplishes this perhaps without being aware of it. On several evenings a week she and Mr. Goodrich walk slightly more than a mile round trip from their apartment down Sunset Boule- vard to Schwab’s drug store to purchase sundry articles and talk with the natives. Which they are. MANHATTAN NOCTURNE (Continued from page 58) American air forces Major; and it seemed that both Kip and Major Jimmy, who had been on the point of taking off to wider horizons, would be delighted to delay their departure for further refreshment. Kip was a lad Rex had known for years, a cheerfully disenchanted young bachelor who had seen the war through with a grin. Jimmy, it appeared, was of a pattern—a lanky, graceful chap with a charming smile, green eyes that knew too much, and a sense of humor. The three of them made a group designed for the evening Rex had in mind. “Where,” asked Jimmy, “shall we start?” “Let’s do the luxury circle first,” Rex said, “beginning with the Pierre and work- ing down through the Sherry-Netherland, the Savoy Plaza and the St. Regis. Then—” “The Village,’ Kip suggested, “and the Bowery. Sammy’s—” ‘And then uptown.” Jimmy gave a sud- den, exuberant chuckle. “One Hundred and Sixty-fourth Street.” They were still at the St. Moritz at nine o'clock; and Rex and Kip were in the throes of reminiscence. “You disappeared,” “along about ’42. I never found out what happened. One moment your were flying along with us, and the next you were sitting in a bomb shelter coping with that radar thing. Weren’t you bored senseless with it?” “You’re being sensitive and very nice,” Rex told him, “but you needn’t bother. The truth is, I’m nearly blind in one eye. When the shortage of pilots was over they began insisting on people with third- dimensional vision, oddly enough. So I went into radar.” the bowery, the bowery... “IT suggest we go to Sammy’s,” Jimmy said. Their cab-driver deposited them in the Bowery only one block from Sammy’s, and they made a three-man phalanx down the sidewalk, through the accumulated characters, gently elbowing away the pro- fessional panhandlers and threading their way through the throng of innocuous drunks, until they were inside and seated. “The nice thing about your life,” Kip was saying, “is that it’s been so satisfactory. No struggle. Lucky chap.” “If you think,” Rex said, “I’ve been wallowing in that thing called the lap of luxury ever since I was born, you've some more thinking due you. What d’you think I've been doing all these years? Playing Noel Coward? Living in a Mayfair flat X ‘No fuss. No’ black years. with a gentleman’s gentleman and a smart Rolls Bentley waiting at my door?” “No offense.” ae go over to the Village,” Jimmy sai They went to the Village Inn, big) spa- cious, vulgar.. They found a table. “Tf you think,” Rex said, “it’s been all velvet, let me disillusion you. Without undue emphasis on my past life, that is.” “Well, happy day,” Jimmy said. all wet... “But d’you know what happened to me on my first assignment in repertory?” Rex asked. “I was cast as a native in O’Neill’s Gold, and I was supposed to climb a prop palm’ tree, sight a ship, and then slide down again, Only they fireproofed the blasted tree an hour before curtain, and it was still wet, and when I slid down again all my makeup had come off. Leav- ing me white in front and dark behind.” “What'd you do?” “T huddled, rest of the act.” “And all that for thirty shillings a week,” ~ added Kip. Jimmy looked blank. “About $7.50,” Rex explained. “You see what I mean by everything not being crumpets and tea all the while.” They went on to Ruban Bleu, arriving half an hour before the midnight show. Rex went over to another table for a few minutes to chat with an acquaintance, and Jimmy said, “There’s one of the smoothest guys I’ve ever met.” “Have you seen his wife?” “Isn’t she the Lilli Palmer who played the Italian girl in Cloak and Dagger?” “Right. Lord, she’s a beautiful girl. Odd how they met—he was waiting to be called up in 1940 and decided to do a tour in Design For Living. Lilli was in another show and they hit Birmingham at the same time. Met in a restaurant and had a pleasant evening, and thought that was the end of it. Then by a coincidence both outfits went on to the next city together. Seemed too much like fate not to do some- thing about it. So they were married.” “Just like that?” “Well, there was a bit of a wait. Rex was married before, you know, to a re- tired Army major’s daughter, Collette Thomas. It hadn’t worked for years, but they’d never done anything about it.” - “Here’s the show,” Rex said, sliding back into his seat. “I’ve seen it three times. 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Ties a. ee derfully well.” “Let's catch Hildegarde herself at the Persian Room,” Jimmy said. “We’d be in time for a song or two...” By five the next morning the streets of Harlem were deserted, and a light rain had begun to fall. The three friends, emerging from one of the noisier clubs, let the cab they had chartered follow them for a block while they walked. It was Rex’s suggestion. “My head needs clearing,” he said. His eyes were stinging from the smoke of the hot, tightly packed rooms. It had been a wonderful, fantastic night but there was something missing and he felt oddly depressed. Suddenly he knew what it was. “I wish Lilli were here,” he said aloud. “Does she like to walk in the rain?” He laughed. “Yes,” he said, “but that isn’t precisely what I meant...” Lilli met him at Pasadena in his own Cadillac, with three-year-old Carey stand- ing smartly in the back seat; and she said, “Well, darling, did you have a marvelous time?” “Mmm,” he said, obviously with too much relish, because she gave him a quick look of comprehension. “I think,” she said, “Ill come along next trip.”. “I was desolate without you,” he told her. “We must make sure you don’t miss the next one.” _~ “Tll make sure,” she said. There were important portions of his life that had not emerged, even by im- plication in terms of twice told tales, that revealing evening in New York. There were little things that only he knew, or that he and Lilli shared knowledge of, together: the years of struggle and poverty, of dank, awful lodgings in small English towns; the despair of realizing, when he finally got into movies, that all his stage ex- perience had done not one thing to pre- pare him for film techniques— But this year in America was compen- sation for all that. As they drove up to the Mediterranean house he had bought from Dick Greene, he remembered a certain draughty room in Brighton, complete with cold running water and a family of three cockroaches, and smiled. afternoon in the sun... They had tea on the terrace and sat afterward in the late afternoon sun, watch- ing Carey ride his tricycle. “About this New York thing,” Lilli said, after a lazy, companionable silence. “There’s a sort of deal on for a radio broadcast for both of us, in a month or two, and we could go ostensibly for that, but truthfully speaking, I’d like to be in the East when my sister has her baby. Also,” she added thoughtfully, “I’d like to be in New York with you, and have you show me the itinerary you followed.” “Mmm,” he said. : “Was it that much fun?” she asked, rather wistfully. “Yes,” he said, “it was. And you needn’t sound so much like a wife. But I’ll tell you what—we'll do Los Angeles one evening this week, and Ill take you down to Central Avenue, and Skid Row, and a few sinks of sin I’ve heard about. 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Maybe he won't get it, with Greg Peck and Freddie March run- ning strong at_the finish, but even if he doesn’t, Jimmy Stewart has proved in It’s A Wonderful Life that his post-war come- back is solid and wonderful indeed. And he’s as terrific to me now as he was then. But I don’t think Jimmy Stewart quite believes that yet. Not with a string of movie hits back of him longer than Joe DiMaggio s batting record. Not with Holly- wood and the movie-going world at his feet again. I’m not sure Jimmy Stewart ever will believe he’s much shucks as a movie hero, just as no one will ever sell him on the idea that he was ever a war hero, ever anything but “one of eleven million guys in service.” But I’m glad I thought Jimmy was some- thing special way back then in New York and did something about it. When Divided by Three closed-1 came back to Hollywood, looking for a job. I stopped in to see Rufus LeMaire, casting director at M-G-M. “You're just back from New York, Hedda,” he said. “See any picture bets?” get that boy... “You bet I did,’ | told him “There’s a boy just played with me who can't help be a big star!” And I told him the story Before I left his office Rufus was dictating a rush New York wire to his secretary. “Locate James Stewart through Guthrie McClintie stop make test and airmail im- mediately.” Jimmy followed that test West. Why was I so red hot then on that raw, unknown youngster? For the same rea- son that I’m red hot on Jimmy Stewart today and always will be. Because I know —I ought to—what makes fine actors. Not just a beautiful “puss,” a torso, a person- ality smile or wavy hair. What makes the really good ones is sincerity, simplicity, utter honesty and a natural instinct for acting—an instinct for what’s right and what’s real. That’s what Jimmy Stewart has. That’s what he was born with. 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oa fre r ie SNe x play Divided By Three, where | first met Jimmy Stewart. I was in it too. Divided By Three was a family love tangle. A woman tried to parcel out her love between her husband, his best friend and her son. It was touchy stuff. One night we were at dress rehearsal in New Haven, Connecticut, before opening on Broadway, when Guthrie McClintic called Jimmy Stewart aside right before curtain time. He told him he had a new line for him at the end of the second act, where Jimmy discovered his mother was philandering with his father’s best pal. Guthrie gave Jimmy the line. “You turn to her then and say, “You’re nothing but a ——!’” It was such a strong word it’s even unprintable here. Jimmy turned white as a sheet, and shook his head. “Mr. Mc- Clintic,” he said, “I can’t do that. No mat- ter what my mother did I couldn’t call her that. It’s against life.” But McClintic knew what he wanted; he was powerful and persuasive. Jimmy said the line that night and at the opening in New York, too. It was such an un- pleasant shock that it killed his notices and wrecked his spot—helped wreck the whole play. It ran only eight weeks. Jim- my was right—from the start. He had the right taste, the right instinct. He usually has. He has never acquired the usual actor’s callousness. y Jimmy trusts anyone who has proved friendship for him. He’s as loyal as a bulldog to people who have helped him to success. Frank Capra made Jimmy’s great- est picture, Mister Smith Goes to Wash- ington, and Frank is still Jimmy Stewart’s Hollywood god. He placed his comeback fate entirely in Frank’s hands. once an actor... Jimmy never thought of doing any- thing but returning to Hollywood and acting again if he survived the war. While he was signed up with Uncle Sam, his M-G-M contract ran out. Offers swamped his manager, Leland Hayward. But Jimmy kept mum as long as he was in uniform. Then, at last, he went on terminal leave and home to visit his folks in Indiana, Pennsylvania, where his first Oscar still sits proudly in the window of his dad’s hardware store. He got restless even with the whirlwind hero’s reception that greeted him wherever-he showed his famous face. ’He called Frank Capra in Hollywood one night. ; “Frank,” he asked, “have you got a job for me?” _ “Pve got an idea,” replied Frank. It was just a rough idea in Frank Capra’s mind when Jimmy arrived and sat up most of one night to talk it over. But he told Frank that night, “It’s for me.” The result was It’s A Wonderful Life. And typically, Jimmy was never worried a minute about anything about his comeback picture—ex- cept himself. Frank Capra was telling me a story the other day about Jimmy’s first post-war scene. After five years in the world of war, Jimmy quite naturally had some serious misgivings about his first day back in grease paint, before the cold eye of a camera. He was out of practice. 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It’s not good for him and —darn it—I love him, like a lot of other people. And I’m old enough to get a little motherly, Lord help me! I can see Jimmy now that night six years ago at the Biltmore Bowl when all Holly- wood was gathered to honor him as its best actor of the year. Jimmy hustled self- consciously up on the platform to get his Oscar from Alfred Lunt as if he was stealing something that wasn’t his. He made the shortest, shyest acceptance speech on record. Then he ambled off looking twice as frightened as the deer in The Yearling. He was in such a hurry he almost fell down! I wish Jimmy Stewart would find him- self the right girl and get married. Funda- mentally, he’s a plain, earthy guy with all the normal, right, solid-citizen .mstincts. He’s devoted and loyal to his family and his close, old friends to the Nth degree. He loves kids. He likes home life. He’s ‘Uncle Jimmy” to the children of two of his oldest pals, Henry Fonda and Mar- garet Sullavan. two big kids... Jimmy spent Christmas with the Fondas. He brought a teddy bear to their 7-year- old son, Peter, about twice Pete’s size. He helped trim the tree and set up the electric train. Frances Fonda had one of ~ those wonderful model planes that fly with a real motor for Jimmy’s present from Peter, but when Hank saw it—the big kid!—he said, “Hey, I want that myself!” ’Then Jimmy arrived happily lugging an identical model plane that Jane Wyman had sent him for Christmas. Those two big lummoxes spent the day happily buzzing their planes all over the neighborhood. With a few special exceptions Jimmy sees the same old friends he saw before he went to war—John Swope and Dorothy McGuire, Hank and Frances, Maggie and Leland, Josh Logan, Johnny McClain, Bur- gess Meredith and Paulette Goddard, Jane Wyman and Ronnie Reagan. That’s a pleasant social set-up for Jimmy Stewart, all right, the kind he likes. But it’s. also a dangerous one for a bachelor. Jimmy doesn’t have to plan a private life; it’s organized for him. Maggie Sullavan, the spark-plug of his set, is a natural organizer. There’s always something com- ing up to pass a pleasant evening. But Jimmy’s 38. He needs a real home and his own kids. He shouldn’t go on being “Uncle Jimmy.” Will he ever get married? Why hasn’t he before now? Every time I see him I kid him with that question, “When are you going to get married?” and all I get is an evasive grin and a shrug. I don’t think he’s a confirmed - bachelor, but the longer a man stays single the harder it is for him to settle down. He gets persnickety. Besides, a shy, sensitive guy like Jimmy Stewart.has a high hurdle placed before his romance when he gets himself halfway interested in a girl. A bachelor in the movie limelight can’t take out anybody in skirts without marriage predictions getting in print. Jimmy’s just We i Re rat snake-bitten with bad 1] Bato ; A few weeks ago, we ha e wor pea-soup fog on record here in Hollywood. That foggy Saturday night Jimmy went to — a Hollywood party. He spotted a beautiful girl he didn’t know and it took him all evening to worm his way inside the cluster of attentive males and get in some work. But Jimmy was intrigued—he turned on the charm and it paid off. The fascinator — finally agreed to let him take her home. Jimmy helped her into his blue 1940. Ford coupe he bought when he came back home. It has a leaky radiator and a bad habit of stalling now and then but Jimmy wasn’t counting on a long trip. He asked the girl where she lived. She said, “Sau- gus.” Jimmy almost fainted. — only forty miles... Saugus is a California town some forty miles from Hollywood and, in the fog, Jimmy couldn’t see much past his eye- brows. He crept along in low’gear all the way, consoling himself that after that rugged trip the girl would practically have to ask him in when she got home. But she tripped right up the steps’ with a “Thank you. Goodnight!” and slammed the door. Jimmy crept painfully all the way back home, dragging in bed at seven a.m. He'd lost all interest in that romance by then. But if Jimmy is unlucky at love, he’s ‘very fortunate, indeed, to be happily, de- votedly wedded to a career he loves and respects as few Hollywood stars do. Heaven knows Jimmy has been through enough vital experiences to make him scorn the artificialities of our town—if he was the type to be running down his profession, as some of our clever young men who rose to fame during the war are prone to do. But nothing burns Stewart more than young actors with their ears barely dry, who have found freak fame and go around pretending it bores them to tears. Jimmy’s next try is in Magic Town which he’s doing with Wild Bill Wellman. 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Roosevelt and Claire Boothe Luce had condemned the action of the D.A.R. in barring Marian Anderson from Washington stages, it was the Bergman resentment that persuaded Actors’ Equity to demand a new 4-point contract with the League of New York Theatres, Inc. A clause in this contract stipulates that Equity members shall not be asked to per- form in Washington, so long as Jim Crow - laws exist in that city. The scene at Washington happened last October, when the Maxwell Anderson play, Joan of Lorraine, was breaking in before its Broadway premiere, the wildest opening night in theater history, with disorderly mobs of autograph hounds holding up cabs and popping flashlight bulbs at startled celebs. Five hundred years away, the original Joan of Arc must have cheered the courage of this Swedish Joan of Are, in thus attack- ing the archaic race ritual still persisting in the Land of the Free. 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We watched her night after night, fig- gered there must be a trick to it, but those tears are on the level.” Joe Steele, who is closest to her professionally, agreed with the stagehands. “I’ve begged her not to work herself up to such a pitch, each show,” he told me. “She thanked me, said that was the only way she could play it.” How did Ingrid react to New York’s notoriously insistent autograph fans? “They know now that I won’t sign autographs in public,” she explained. “I will sign for them if they send a request backstage, but not on the streets or in front of hotels or in taxicabs, because then a crowd gathers and it becomes chaotic. Oddly, since they learned that, the inveterate autograph col- lectors no longer wait for me. The people now who wait at the stage door are older people, and the occasional youngsters are quieter, a different type. They call out to me when I pass through them, but they don’t ask for autographs.” After Ingrid had returned from an over- seas tour with Jack Benny, Jack told me a lot about her, stressing the fact that she was all theater, even to the point where she lavished weeks of preparation on each role. “Before she made Notorious, with Cary Grant,” Jack pointed out, “she privately ran picture after picture which Cary had made, to study his technique, his manner of read- ing lines.” I told her what Jack had said, and she smiled: “Jack, I think, is one of the kindest and nicest human beings I have ever met.” I pointed out that she was evading the question. “Well,” she smiled, “sometimes I have been in trouble because of that manner of preparing for a picture. Before I made The Bells of St. Mary, Director Leo Mc- Carey learned that I was having private screenings of some of his pictures, and they told me that he was very pleased at my interest in his work. But then, Leo apparently learned that I had gone back about ten years and dug out a print of Ruggles of Red Gap. The next day, at lunch, he told me that he felt very hurt and I expressed complete bewilderment, because I’d never done anything to offend him. ‘Look, Ingrid,’ he told me, ‘if you are so darned uneasy about my work as a director that you must go back to examine it in Ruggles of Red Gap, then it can only mean that you doubt my ability.’ The min- ute he said that, earnestly, I started laugh- ing and I explained to him that far from being a slur, it was just my way of learn- ing what he wished to stress before the camera.” an artists’ artist... I asked if other Broadway stars had been in to see the play. She evaded the question, but Joe Steele, her right-hand man, an- swered. “Helen Hayes, Ina Claire and a lot of great actresses have seen the play, and while Ingrid won’t tell you what they said —I can tell you that she was deeply thrilled at their delight that she had come home to the legitimate theater.” She held up her hands, “That is all, Joe—no more of that— and anyway, I’m going out to catch Joan Crawford in Humoresque, unless there are other questions you want to ask.” I told her that if the last question had produced nothing but the Bergman smile, I’d better let her go and ply Joe with the others, be- cause they were personal things she’d probably rather not answer. “Don’t tell him, Joe,” she b Veer erally the stage and ly Henry Steele. He was born in Sep c and so was I. Additionally, we both have ulcers! ; ; What sort of a him. ; “T’ve met a lot of stars,” said Joe, “but she is something superlative. On my word of honor, I have nevér heard her complain about anything. I’ve never heard her ex- cited, except on that one oceasion at Wash- ington, D. C. And so help me, Ed, each time that wonderful face is a new revela- tion of lights and shadows. I’ve often dis- cussed that with her husband, and he says that meeting her, or looking at her, each time is a new experience in beauty. On all of her War Bond tours, or war camp shows, she’d get out of a plane, no matter how tired, rub some cold water on her face, push back her hair and look as though she’d stepped out of a bandbox. If the schedule got out of hand, I’d propose that we post- pone a long air trip until the following day. ‘No,’ she'd say, ‘those youngsters have been expecting us, so wed better push on.’ Where she gets her energy from, I don’t know, but I’d certainly like to find out.” double trouble... I asked him how she ever had managed to study her long, exhausting part in Joan of Lorraine while working on Arch of Triumph. “That was completely incredible,” he agreed. “But you know only part of it, Ed. While she was making Arch of Triumph, she’d also use up half of her lunch hour taking a French lesson, and at night, before person was she, I asked dinner, she’d take a singing lesson. In be- — tween times, on top of everything else, she had to go down to Western Costume Com- pany, in Hollywood, where they were mak- ing the mail and coat of armor for Joan of Lorraine. They had no suit of armor for a girl, so it was a long and involved process, and successive fittings were nec- essary.” Joe Steele gravely paused: “Then came the day when the armor was ready! I can still see her as she looked, standing in front of the full length mirror. As she regarded herself in the glass, she sort of threw her head back and raised the sword to her chest and by God, there was Joan! = “We finished Arch of Triumph on a Sat- urday afternoon,” he recalled, “and the bal- ance of the day she spent packing. On ~ Sunday, we were on the plane heading east, and at 11 o’clock, Monday morning, she re-— ported for rehearsal. By the end of the first week of readings, she had her part letter-perfect, all except that one tremen- dously long speech near the end of the play. She said she was afraid that if she re- hearsed that one too much she’d lose some of the values in it. There were only three weeks in which to rehearse, and so she had to go to the costumers for fittings regularly, and to the bootmaker, and sit for photos. But she never became upset, never spoke sharply to ~anyone, never relaxed her thoughtfulness toward others in the east. ‘This may last for a little while,’ some of the cast agreed, ‘but one day, Joe, your Hollywood star is going to get an attack of temperament and go right through the roof—and we won't blame her.’ Well, it never happened and it won’t happen, be- cause she is all thoroughbred.” Talking to Ingrid before, I had told her that Jack Benny had a complaint. “Not Jack,” she demurred. I told her that Jack said she’d completely exhausted him, on the overseas tour, by her habit of sitting up until all hours of the morning, over : of coffee, discussing all s of things, c 7 ember — CN Eee See a pe » 7 te 4 & LY: & & ~ }

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They were speeding through the night, and their Army driver didn’t notice that he had been flagged down by an M_P., half-obscured at the side of the autobahn they were travers- ing. As the car sped by the sentry, there followed a burst of gunfire. Larry Adler, sitting in the rear of the car with them, let out a gasp of pain as the bullet plowed through the car’s upholstery. “I’m hit, Jack,” he called out, as the car crunched to a jarring stop. : They lifted him out carefully, as other sentries came racing up. It was discovered that Larry had not been hit at all. What had happened was this: the bullet plowed through the body of the car, hit a ring of the seat spring and the spring, released, had belted Adler through the upholstery with the force ¢* a trip-hammer. It was painful, but not « certificate for a Purple Heart, so on through the night they went, with Ingrid and Jack kidding Larry about his “wounding.” Suddenly, the headlights of the car re- vealed, in the middle of the highway, a black cat. ee said Poy, “now he tells us.” ereupon the dignified Miss Bergman admits she collapsed on the bottom of the car and shrieked merrily until they pulled up at the next camp. It must have been quite a trip. THERE WAS ALWAYS DAD (Continued from page 34) bubble. But his forebears can’t subdue the light in his eyes, nor keep an occasional quiet sentence from slipping out. Like for instance, “She’s a parent’s dream come true—” The Best Years Of Our Lives worked its own private miracle with him. That he considers it the finest picture ever to come out of Hollywood is standard procedure. Most people agree with him, including the writer. But Teresa’s performance in Pride of the Yankees so moved him, that for him he felt it could never be topped. 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That was her father’s great achievement. His love was the abiding element of her world. Her earliest memories are of being fed and bathed by him, of turning to him in all her childish woes. The cherished com- panion of those days was a life-size baby doll, known as the Peggydoll. Catastrophe in some form overtook this treasure, and left Teresa desolate. But Daddy scoured the highways and byways till he managed to turn up an exact counterpart. Wherever she went, the Peggydoll went along—even to Hollywood. There was another quest her father set out on one day, with something more on his mind than dolls. Teresa was in the hospital, very ill after an appendectomy. Nothing would stay on her stomach, not even ginger ale. “Champagne,” said the doctor, “is lighter than ginger ale. Maybe she could keep that down” Prohibition was still in. Not only was champagne high, but it was hard to come by, unless you knew the ropes. didn’t know the ropes, but he finally ran a bottle of champagne to earth and paid for it through the nose. expensive ginger ale... “Mmm,” said Muriel Teresa, aged four and a half. “Nice ginger ale.” By any name it would have sounded sweet to her father, for it did stay down. She trusted him completely. He didn’t lay down laws or give orders. “We'll work it out together,” he’d say when a problem came up. Because he explained at length why it was best for her to go to boarding school, she accepted the idea at once. Rose Haven was a small school that stressed home life, cultural activities and close personal attention to its 25 boarders. For Arthur Wright, it must have meant cutting corners, but Teresa stayed at Rose Haven for three happy years. Every Sun- day, Daddy would come out. There were special holidays, when he’d take her out to lunch. She always wanted the same lunch—bacon and tomato sand- wich, chocolate ice cream and milk. But he always asked, “What’ll you have, dear?” She liked that. It made her feel grown up. He never had a lot of fancy pet names for her. Till she was nine-or ten, he called her Chickie, and she returned the compli- ment by calling him Chickiedaddy. Very early in her life, it seemed apparent to others that Teresa was destined for the theater. In a croquet game at Rose Haven, a mallet collided with her nose. One of the teachers rushed her to the doctor. “You've got to take care of Muriel’s nose, doctor. It- just mustn’t be broken. She’s going to be an actress, you know.” That was the first she’d heard of it, and she went very still and ashamed inside. “It’s because I’m not bright,” she. thought, remembering her spelling. “The only thing left for me to be is an actress.” Dad was neither depressed nor elated over the prospect. When people said, “Why - don’t you put her on the stage?” he’d shrug it off, his instinct being to mind his own business. Teresa’s life belonged to Teresa. If the talent and ambition were there, they’d come out. By the time she was attending Columbia | High at Maplewood, Teresa wanted nothing. more than to be an actress. But those were depression days. The depression had taken Daddy . -and I’m waiting to read again. Could you | act. Only for trainin: dramatic school, and dr. money. - Pare iz But Dad was thinking his own thoughts, meantime. He’d seen her play Grazia in the high school production of Death Takes A Holiday. To him she’d seemed exquisite, but he could have been prejudiced. The ~ New York critic, however, who compared her performance favorably with that of the original Grazia, couldn’t be prejudiced. Neither could Stanley Wood. “Your daugh- ter’s a natural actress,” he’d told Dad. “I’d like to see her encouraged.” He started scheming as to how he could manage the impossible. -Independently, Teresa wrestled with the same problem. It was Stanley Wood who came up with an answer. Associated with the Wharf — Theater at Provincetown, he said he could arrange a summer scholarship for her. This would pay her expenses in part. The father of a friend, also going to Provincetown, offered to pay the balance. She told him about Stanley Wood and Provincetown and—now came the hard part—about her friend’s father. He looked away toward the window for a moment, but when he turned back, his face was per- fectly clear. “This means a lot to you, doesn’t it?” “Tt means everything, Daddy.” “Well, I’d like to help, and if I can do that by, letting someone else help, it’s al right with me.” ; It was all right with him, too, when she took a small apartment in New York with another girl. She was eighteen and knew how to look after herself, and you can’t haunt agents’ offices from New Jersey. They had dinner together a couple of times a week, talked on the phone almost daily. If he was lonely, he kept it to himself. When she needed him, he was there .. . She must have phoned him a thousand times about Our Town. They needed an understudy for Emily, and Doro Merande, whom she knew from Provincetown, had put in a good word for her. She’d read for the stage manager, and now she’d been waiting a month to read for Jed Harris. “Be _ here at such-and-such a time,” they’d say. “We're expecting Mr. Harris.” She’d go down and wait. Then they’d say, “You’d better go home. He isn’t coming.” It happened again on a day of teeming rain. She had a cold in the head, felt rotten and looked worse. Late in the afternoon they sent her home. ~ At nine the phone rang again. “Be dewn here right after the performance tonight. We're expecting Mr. Harris.” - ; bawling bernhardt . ... -For a wonder, their expectations were realized. She read one scene, but how good can you be with a running nose and eyes like a couple of puffballs? He told her to wait. She retired to the wings, leaned her head against the nearest prop and bawled. Her eye caught sight of a pay phone on the wall. In New Jersey a bell shrilled, waking one A. Wright. “Daddy,” said a | tense voice. “I’ve just read for Jed Harris ' meet me at the theater?” He got up and dressed and took the tube to Manhattan, where he found a deliriously | happy girl who’d just copped her first pro-_ | fessional job in the theater. That was a night to paste in their memory books. The > rain had stopped, so they climbed on a bus which floated them uptown ... She gave him a bear hug at parting. “Poor daddy, now you'll have to go all the way back alone.” ‘ “I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. First time I ever rode a bus with an | actress.” Hees

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I I Py Citing an actress for the “Oscar” is a little bit tougher for me because my ad- miration is divided among three or four ladies of note. I think that Rosalind Russell did a remarkably dexterous job with her dificult role in Sister Kenny—an oddly exacting task—and especially was I at- tracted by the sincerity of her attitude towards the children in the film. I liked, too, Olivia de Havilland’s (see page 60) sensitive playing of the tragic heroine—the self-sacrificial mother—in the highly sen- timental To Each His Own. Both Miss de Havilland and Miss Russell covered a wide range of ages in their respective roles with fascinating development of each small detail. But I am also quite vividly mindful of Dorothy McGuire’s striking versatility in the role of the mute girl in The Spiral Staircase and of Teresa Wright's (see page 34) wistful yearning in The Best Years. Indeed, in my estimation of the vir- tues (and faults) of all of them, I find my book near a Mexican stand-off. But in the last analysis, ’d give Miss Russell my vote. However, there’s no denying that I think the best actress of the year was the afore- mentioned Celia Johnson, who helped make the British film, Brief Encounter, such a gem. Her unglamorized demonstra- tion of how an English housewife might behave if she found herself desperately attracted to a young (and married) doctor whom she met, struck me as supremely true and finished—a rare exposure of a woman’s heart. But she’s not eligible for an “Oscar,’ since Brief Encounter, being an English film, is outside the “jurisdic- tion” of the Academy. supporting roles raise problem .. . The choice of supporting players for Academy honors must be hard for those who are qualified to make them. So many contradictions are involved. For instance, I think Hume Cronyn was extraordinarily good as the mean-minded Scottish grand- parent in The Green Years—but wasn’t that a leading role? Likewise Michael Chekhov, as the gaudy ballet impresario in Specter of the Rose, played a character of primary importance in the tale. Philip Merivale was excellent as the doctor who opposed Sister Kenny in that film. His was hardly a “supporting” performance, yet I suppose that is how it is classed. At the same time, a very slight appearance, such as that of comedienne Celeste Holm in Three Little Girls in Blue, a slight picture, would not, I presume, qualify for Academy considera- tion, but I thought it quite a winning bit. However, I have my own hopefuls. I’d like to see Mr. Cronyn get the nod for his role in The Green Years. And I’m confi- dent that the best supporting actress that I saw during the year was Leopoldine Konstantin, who played the German moth- er—an awesome creature—in Alfred Hitchcock’s Notorious. 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+ (renee i 5 } ] a ee EUEETINEESNENTIEINOIIETTne struggle she waged since. She has been acutely aware for a long time now that life without Leo Durocher means. nothing to her. Actually she and Leo are worlds apart. Durocher comes from a world to which she is a stranger. Leo is a man’s man, tough-bodied, tough-minded. He knows what it means to fight and claw his way to the top. He’s smart, aggressive, wise in the Broadway sense, sophisticated, and no stranger to romance. Yet once the hands of these two had clasped, once their lips had met, they knew that none of life’s glories or tri- umphs ever could mean a thing to them unless they could share them. But, of course, Laraine is a girl of gentle, rigorous upbringing. She comes from Mormon people-in Utah. High ideals of personal conduct were early instilled into her character. She was determined above all else that this irresistible love should not wreck her career or her life, that it must not touch her adopted babies. Leo loves the children. Laraine yearned for children of her own to. satisfy her mother instinct. When the story of their love first broke as a stunning surprise on Hollywood, I went to see Laraine at her Santa Monica home. I found her changing of our story line-up for April. Those Academy Awards! by Bosley Crowther.............. Oo The First Year Is the Easiest (Shirley Temple)........ Saint or Sinner (Errol Flynn) Easter Dream (Esther Williams) . . Break of Hearts (Dane Clark).... I Give You Jane Wyman, by Gregory Peck............ a “That's What I Like About Tom” (CRomeDrakey ir wow ee hae The Man I Married (John Hodiak by Anne Baxter........ : Club Caulfield (Joan Caulfield) by Betty Caulfield....... ; i She Walks In Beauty (Ingrid Bergman) by Ed Sullivan There Was Always Dad (Teresa Wright) . ; ey celal ol fal el ia, aie City.. FREE SUBSCRIPTIONS! 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MODERN SCREEN 149 MADISON AVENUE, NEW YORK 16, N. Y. SUDDENLY IT’S LOVE! (Continued from page 12) the baby’s diaper. Only one of her three youngsters has been legally adopted, the others being in process now. Fear that she might be deprived of any one or all of them worried Laraine. The complaint filed by Ray Hendricks in which Leo was made to appear a “love- thief,” stealing into his and Laraine’s home to make off with her affections, shocked and stunned her. She realized the threat involved her right to keep the children. Behind the scenes the lawyers haggled. When the divorce matter finally came up before Superior Judge George A. Dock- weiler, it was cut and dried. Durocher’s name was not mentioned. Only considera- tion for the children induced Laraine to go through with.a settlement which un- questionably gave her the worst of it finan- cially. What price freedom indeed? On a Monday JLaraine’s decree was granted. That night she and Leo boarded a plane for El Paso over American Air- lines using the names of A. and V. John- son. Her real name is Loraine Johnson. The word seeped around that they were eloping. Reporters pursued them. At El Paso they went to the Hilton Hotel. . The manager delightedly prepared to show them to the bridal suite. - Uncle Jimmy (Jimmy Stewart) by Hedda Hopper. . ; ie 6 to 5 on Jones! (Jennifer Jones) © Fighting Lady (Olivia DeHavilland) ese eee oO Mark Stevens Life Story - CRartcD wo) ioe a oe | Why Gene Tierney Is Divorcing My Brotpen vce niin. rat ie ens O Manhattan Nocturne (Rex j arrisom) sedan eae ae: >( P| Full Confession (Ginger Rogers) by Ed Sullivan...... oO Jody (Claude Jarman, Jr.) by Clarence Brown.... . Se) se [Bs] Suddenly It’s Love! (Laraine Day, ic Bec catr Rir a tee Reece See Bal Good News by Louella Parsons .. (] eS old ph “No, no,” Laraine protested. “We want. two rooms!” The hour was early morning. They slept briefly, refreshed themselves, and kept an appointment with an El Paso attorney who ~ escorted them across the International Bridge to Juarez. In a few minutes she had a Mexican divorce to add to the inter- ~ locutory decree granted in Los Angeles. Hurrying back into the United States, they proceeded to the office of a justice of the peace where they remained for more than an hour. When they emerged report- ers asked if they were married. Leo re- plied curtly: “No, we’re not married.” Meanwhile in Los Angeles things were happening. Attorney Bernard Silbert, Laraine’s divorce counsel, was worried for fear of what they might do in Texas and had advised them against a hasty mar- riage. They assured him that they had no intention of getting married. And I think when they said that they meant it. Judge Dockweiler, hearing that they had flown away together, promptly developed a fine case of judicial anger, threatening to set aside the divorce and property set- tlement if they should, as he put it, “flout the laws of California.” ; Silbert called Durocher in El Paso. “It’s too late,” Leo told him. Durocher called Judge Dockweiler. “We are very much in love,” he pleaded. “We were married on an impulse, the spur of the moment. In two weeks I am going to Havana to start spring training with the ball club. I promise you that we will not live together as man and wife in the interim.” His Honor was grim and unyielding. “See me when you get back,” he ordered. The plane that brought the newlyweds back to Los Angeles arrived ten minutes ahead: of time, but I’ve learned not to trust airplane schedules too closely: While wire services fumed and fretted and sent wrong stories to New York, while all Hollywood waited and wondered, I got the whole story directly. “We shall live apart in California,” said Laraine. “I am going right home and Leo will go to the Hotel Miramar. Yes, it is true that we are married. I do hope the Judge will not be too angry. “In two weeks Leo goes to Havana. I stay here working on my picture, Tycoon, | with John Wayne, until February 22. Then I, too, shall fly to Havana and we shall have a two weeks’ honeymoon. Then back to. work for me and at the end of April, im going to pack up and go to New York where we Shall live.” They were a worried pair of wedded lovers. I don’t know which was the more worried of the two, but maybe it was Leo. He told me volubly that his New York lawyer, Bernard Sandler, had assured him a Texas marriage was okay and did not “flout the laws of California.” New York recognizes both the Mexican divorce and the Texas marriage, Sandler assured Leo. Friends of Laraine who have watched | her closely these last few months have been amazed at the change in her. Once -she seemed definitely the mousy type. Now she has become one of the town’s dashing beauties, Her laughter is gay and sparkling, her manner warm and friendly. Somehow the whole affair adds up *o the most thrilling love story that has come out of Hollywood in a long, See time. And to me, the magnificent transfor tion in Laraine the sag: T :

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