Modern Screen 1947-05 Vol. 34, No. 6

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Just One Cake of Camay for Softer, Smoother Skin! It’s lovely to look at—thrilling to touch—the clearer, softer complexion that comes with your ~ first cake of Camay! So change from careless cleansing—go on the Camay Mild-Soap Diet. Doctors tested Camay’s daring beauty promise on scores of complexions; reported that woman after woman—using just one cake of Camay—had softer, smoother skin! MRS, JOHN WILLIAM COUR the former Marian Reid of Valley Stre: 5 have a home in Con- he'll build icut, and Johnny vows ee just for Marian s Lae ae dozens—and her young-bs} e ee ee looks lovely with every a - “PI stick with the oA Diet.” Why dont Camay Mild Scab are on wrapper: Now the Coursen

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ae Handsome lifeguard in daring rescue. Every day. almost, Junior (very) Lifeguard Georgie rescues his “model” mother. It’s good fun and exer- cise. Fortunately, Virginia knows that gums, too, need exercise. Be- LO LE ‘This Mother never dreamed — of becoming a Model -... until her lovely figure and winning smile won Virginia Swensen a Florida beauty contest Milt ie 2-4 LY tak “A lifeguard must be strong,’ Virginia reminds ambitious Georgie, “with sound teeth and gums.” Sensitive gums often herald their warning with “pink” on your tooth brush— a sign to see your dentist. Let him decide whether yours is simply a case for “the help- ful stimulation of Ipana and massage.” i. Giddyap Napoleon! A few more riding lessons and Georgie will go tearing off in a cloud of dust. But he needs no lessons in care of teeth and gums. “When you brush your teeth, mas- - _ sage your gums gently,” Virginia has taught __ him. This brief workout with Ipana helps speed up circulation within the gums. Product of Bristol-Myers cause today’s soft, creamy foods often tend to make them tender and flabby. So the Swensens use Ipana Tooth Paste—specially designed, with gentle massage, to help gums to healthier firmness. T’S POSSIBLE that if she hadn’t won a beauty contest, Virginia Swensen of Miami Springs might still be modeling aprons in her kitchen ...instead of fash- lions in a model agency. It’s possible—but not probable. With her figure, her sparkling smile, she couldn’t miss becoming a hit. Today this lovely mother knows more than ever the importance of a smile. So she’s teaching 4-year-old Georgiether own prized dental routine: Regular brushing with Ipana— then gentle gum massage. Mrs. Swensen knows what thousands of dentists and schools teach—that a ra- diant smile depends on sparkling teeth. And sparkling teeth call for healthy gums. Many parents could learn from youngsters the importance of gum massage, taught in thou- sands of schools. Also, 7 in 10 dentists rec- ommend gum massage, national survey shows. (And dentists, 2 to 1, prefer Ipana for their own use!) But let your dentist decide whether and how to massage your gums. ps Start today with Ipana and Massage

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was) Published in this space every month The greatest star of the screen! Brooklyn boasts a tree, a ball club, anda , flair for butchering the English language. KSI IRE But that’s not all. Now it’s also famous for a wonderful musical film! KOR SIG ak ; M-G-M has turned four of its most talented stars loose somewhere in the area of Brooklyn Bridge . . . and what comes out is sheer enchantment, sure- fire humor, solid entertainment entitled “It Happened In Brooklyn’’. / KOKO IK: Frank Sinatraiscast | as the girl-shy hero | who thinks that | “New York is just a place to see Brook- lyn from”. And “The Voice’ isin — rare voice. be Fee Re rie Then, to prove that Brooklyn has an eye for beauty and an ear for song, there’s lovely Kathryn Grayson. As the romantic young blue-blood who doesn’t know that Greenpoint is pro- nounced ‘‘Greenpernt’’, Peter Lawford proves he’s the screen’s new heart-throb. KOK Brightening “Brook- 8 lyn” with songs and 4. Q quips is Jimmy Du- a Ap rante, who’s got a se million of them! a kk ok ‘ Yes, it happened in “AnchorsAweigh’’; it happened in 4 “Till The Clouds oo Roll By”; and it’s al happened again. x k& wk * That now-famous M-G-M © “musical romance”’ touch is TOPS! Fee TRE I, The screen play by Isobel Lennart, based on an original story by John McGowan, abounds in happy moments. WAG ke ok Richard Whorf directed and Jack Cum- mings produced the picture and it’s a happy combination. : * * Kee OK “Tt Happened In Brooklyn” is a won- derful weaving of story and song, a rollicking, easy-going motion picture that simply: bubbles over with delight. KK OE Fe It’s just about the ~~ BROOK happiest thing that , EP eB ever happened! . Ce fi — Lea fest P. S. Best-sellers make best pictures! Three great novels are on their way to being M-G-M hits: “‘The Hucksters’’, “B. F.’s Daughter”, ‘“East River’”’. COVER PORTRAIT BY NIKOLAS MURAY e@ DESIGNED BY LESTER BEALL BERYL STOLLER, associate editor SHIRLEY FROHLICH, assistant editor OTTO STORCH, art director BILL WEINBERGER, art editor CONSTANCE BARTEL, fashion editor BEVERLY LINET, information desk CHARLES SAXON, cartoon editor GUS GALE, staff photographer - BOB BEERMAN, staff photographer 7 stories HOW VAN GOT MARRIED (Van Johnson).....ccsssesssssseses by Florabel Muir 12 THE CHURCH VS. SELZNICK (“Duel In The Sun” controversy ) ar by Albert P. Delacorte 27 INGRID)\@ingrid: Bergman) sisesr ieee terres saa eA RS ot 3 by Charles Boyer 28 WHAT'S WRONG WITH FRANKIE? (Frank Sinatra).................. by Hedda Hopper 30 CAPTAIN COURAGEOUS (Sterling Hayden).....0....ccccceeeeeeeeees by Hank Jeffries 32 HOPALONG HOPE (Bob Hope)..........::ccccee chee Cosi by Kirtley Baskette 34 FOR SENTIMENTAL REASONS (Gail Russell)..........0.0::cccces by Kaaren Pieck 36 A WOMAN'S PREROGATIVE (Linda Darnell)...........00...... by George Benjamin 38 STOP, LOOK AND WHISTLE (Marie McDonald)............:.00.... by Abigail Putnam 40 IT'S A BOY! (Alan Ladd))................. acuta dHCod ceed Sabet handed ooh sa eee by Jane Wilkie 42 MADAM: QUEEN! Glrene’ Dunne) ane egnetien sheen eee ae by Jack Wade 44 “I'VE GOT IT BAD” (Larry Parks)... by Betty Garrett Parks 46 "MY DONNA” (Donna Reed )............0:.csecssesersseesereess by “Heidi,” Donna Reed's sister 48 THE ADVENTURES OF GLENN LANGAN.....00.0....cceeeeee by Howard Sharpe 50 ON MOTHERS’ DAY (Betty Hutton) fo EM een Mee, URRY, Seay he by Betty Hutton 52 TWO *ON AUSTRAW, Gane Powell) ins -scsictteccsenes-reier ae by Christopher Kane 54 JUST BECAUSE SHE’S JOAN (Joan Crawford )...2......ce -by Carl Schroeder 56 JOHN LUND’S LIFE STORY, | @Rart: This sere ee eee eee ...by Ida Zeitlin 58 “CHICAGO, I LOVE YOU!" (Diana Lynn)... ceccseceteeeereereeeer: by Jean Kinkead 60 CRACK-UP (Greer Garson, Richard Ney ).........ccccccccseeseesseseeeeessenees by Valerie Sloan 62 features GOOD: NEWS is. 0 sec Gide ite eee pate ec eee by Louella Parsons 4 PICTURE OF THE MONTH: “The Beginning Or The End” : selected by Dorothy Kilgallen 14 departments REVIEWS ese cree waka Je Wtoce dae sebusUaeingetoee eu vants bad tas CeTaeRa ome URCaReCeR by Virginia Wilson 16 FASHION 05.25.6058 oisce tote ee sees aa eee oe wae tee by Constance Bartel 73 INFORMATION: DESKece Accccttertae sree by Beverly Linet 88 BEAUTY: "Formal And Fancy Free’ .........ccciccssecseeseenereeees Ree tra by Carol Carter 102 MUSIG?2'Sweet And.) Hott ix seccc cesses eee cer ee ree ee cee by Leonard Feather 104 PAN GEUBS Ut nes Subic A CM hE eee LU hie te ean by Shirley Frohlich 106 ALBERT P. DELACORTE, Executive Editor HENRY P. MALMGREEN, Editor MAGDA MASKEL, western manager FRANKLYN PHILLIPS, western editor CARL SCHROEDER, editorial consultant LAYNG MARTINE, promotion director ~ JEAN KINKEAD, contributing editor — nn erry POSTMASTER: Please send notice on Form 3578 and copies returned under Label Form 3579 to 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, New York Vol. 34, No. 6, May, 1947.. Copyright, Published men Printed in U. S J copyright secured under the provisions of the Revised Works. Office of publication at Washington and South Aves., Dunellen 360 N. Michigan at the post office, Dunellen, N. g hep ae the return of unsolicited material. Names of characters used in sem fictional _m titious. of any living person is used it is purely a coincidence Trademark | 301778. ry 1947, the Dell Publishing Co., Inc., ‘149 Madison Ave.. New York. A. Published simultaneously in the Dominion of Canada. International Convention for the Protection of Literary and Artistic . J. 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FRANK SINATRA sings 7 romantic songs... and / KATHRYN GRAYSON A finds love in the arms of handsome PETER LAWFORD Hollywood’s new heart-throb, and JIMMY DURANTE is funnier than ever! = < va APPENED CS at oe) wal KLY ‘ Ly 1 t t I ' Screen Play by ISOBEL LENNART ° Based on an Original Story by JOHN MCGOWAN Directed by RICHARD WHORF = _ Produced by JACK CUMMINGS A METRO-GOLDWYN-MAYER PICTURE

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M@ Murrrrder! Are the bachelor girls getting good and miffed with Peter Lawford and Keenan Wynn! With Hollywood embarrassingly short on eligible males, these two attractive gents are starting some- thing guaranteed to drive single gals crazy. What they do is merely this: They start out on a stag evening and then wind up in one of the local cafes featuring a pretty girl singer. The singer is then invited to join their table for supper, following her show, and the boys take turns dancing with her. It's a lovely way for bachelors to spend an evening. Nice company, pretty girl, no romantic implications. But how the “date”-able gals hate it! * * * That very young star, with a baby not yet a year old, can't hide the fact much longer that her marriage is tottering. She shows up at the studio every day almost a nervous wreck, with dark shadows under her eyes, and her face is getting so thin the cameraman has a hard time keeping her glamorous. All but one of their marital tiffs have been kept very much on the q.t. * * * You'll never guess who is Bing Crosby’‘s rival for sporting the loudest shirts. Gregory Peck showed up on the set of The Para- dine Case wearing a shirt that made Bing’s selec- tions look like studies in pastel. The colors were green, yellow and red in checker- board pattern and with this charming creation Greg wore a bright yellow tie. (Continued on page 6) Glo DeHaven Payne's new hair-do created a minor sensation at a recent Hollywood shindig. Note the on-the-bias cut of the bangs. John’s headed for the hospital shortly to fix up his knee, injured when he was a Gl. & ae iat Ad Aver EY x a & xR The wedding of Ella Raines and Major Robin Olds, former jet plane ace of the 8th Air Force, was the most elaborate since the Shirley Temple- John Agar merger. See the impressive rows of ribbons on Robin's chest? x

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David Rose seems to have invented a new ear-boxing technique that de- lights June Haver. A few weeks after this photo was shot, June, who had vowed not to wed for 5 years, eloped to Las Vegas with Jimmy Zito. SEE David Niven attended the Stairway To Heaven opening with Richard Greene and wife, Patricia Medina. Pat refused a contract at Richard's Studio, recalling bad publicity Cornel Wilde and Pat ‘Knight received. Charles Boyer, happily married for 13 years, teased bride Olivia De Havilland, at their recent Lux appearance. "Mark dnd | will beat your record,” challenged Livvy, "because he won't interfere with my career.” At Earl Wilson's Marquis party, Esther Williams congratulated Jackie Coogan on, |: his forthcoming marriage to starlet Ann McCormick and, 2: his new radio show. Esther and husband Ben Gage are adopting a baby.

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EN A, ROA Et nga Gre <p Alice Faye and Phil Harris spend a rare evening out— dining at the Beverly Tropics. Getting ideas, maybe for their planned coast-to-coast chain of restaurants. Lon McCallister squired Ann Blyth to the Look Award party; drank a toast (in water) to Ann's hope of get- ting the role of Regina in Another Part of the Forest. Mr. and Mrs. Sonny Tufts; guests at Look's party, told friends they'd given up the idea of adapting Don Devlin, the boy who worked with Sonny in Swell Guy. Don's dad objected. (Continued from page 4) Without a word to spoil the gag, director Alfred Hitchcock had a prop boy supply the entire cast with dark glasses! If you think that piqued Mr. Peck you can guess. again. The next day he wore a black shirt and white tie with bright yellow canaries on it! * * * Have you ever stopped to wonder just what a traveling movie star has to take along with her in the line of clothes when she goes out on a personal appearance jaunt? When Martha Vickers headed for New York to appear at the Strand Theater with That Way With Women, it was decided that the glamor build-up was as important off the screen as on. Martha isn't a million dollar salary star—so here’s what the good brethren Warners loaned her: 15 evening gowns designed by Bernie Newman, Milo Anderson, Travilla and Leah Rhodes. 22 pairs of shoes. One $3000 evening coat trimmed with ermine. One stone marten stole valued at $2200. One $6000 mink coat. 3 One leopard coat—$750. Five suits and five dresses. 25 hats of all types from five leading designers. Appropriate costume jewelry to match each complete outfit. Pretty nice .to have such a wardrobe checked off to “exploitation” isn’t it— even if Martha, like Cinderella, does have to return most of the finery when she gets home. * * * ‘By the time he finishes The MHucksters, Clark Gable will be the most-kissed man in Hollywood. His first scene called for him to kiss Connie Gilchrist, who plays a telephone operator; three times. Later, the same day, he kissed Deborah Kerr, Ava Gardner and five-year-old Diane Perrine! — Clark has dropped 20 pounds since he made Adventure—and not from all that kissing, either. He didn't like the way he looked on the screen with all that weight and went to work exercising it off. Here’s a little tip that may interest you. ~ After seeing Gable and Ava Gardner in action, M-G-M is thinking about remaking some of the old films Clark made with Jean Harlow —particularly Red Dust and China Seas. * * * ‘ Van and Evie Abbot Wynn Johnson have been living so quietly since their marriage that some of their closest friends haven't been invited to their new home. They ve gone mad for tennis and play every day. The few times they've dined out, on cook's night out, it’s been at one of the quietest cafes in town. Evie’s wearing one of those old fashioned gold bands for a wedding ring and Van has one just like it. Theirs was a double ring ceremony. But just in case you WERE lucky enough to be invited out to (Continued on page 8)

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One TIERNEY - HARRISUN - SANDERS It’s the man-woman affair like nothing on earth... from the best-seller that spread a sly smile across the face of America! GEORGE REX t CENTURY-FOX ' ROMANCE! as 3 vin EDNA BEST - Vanessa Brown - Anna Lee - Robert Coote» Natalie Wood - Isobel Elsom - Vita Horne pai pected ty JOSEPH L. MANKIEWIGZ + erodes ty FRED KOHLMAR ~ From the novel by 8D

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\ isn’t come by accidentally, Lamby ... You achieve it only by paying close attention to the little details of grooming . . . The prettiest hair-do, for instance, can go limp around the edges fast —if you don’t anchor it with Bob Pins that have a Stronger Grip. And that means DeLong Bob Pins. Stronger Grip Wont Slip Out They're made of high-carbon steel so they can’t slip and slide and they keep their snap and shape indefinitely. ead O Dears Quality Manufacturers for Over 5 BOB PINS HAIR PINS SAFETY PINS SNAPS PINS HOOKS & EYES HOOK & EYE TAPES SANITARY BELTS John Agar takes Shirley Temple out for a Saturday night on the town. The place ~ is Earl Carroll's—and did Shirley ever look more sophisticated than she does in that off-the-shoulder gown! They'll be up early tomorrow, though—for golf! louella parsons’ their house—here’s what you'd find: The Johnson home is situated in “Santa Monica at the end of a dead-end street. It is protected by high shrubbery and an electri- cally controlled gate. Anside, the ‘house is extremely modernistic. It was designed by Cedric Gibbons, M-G-M's art director, and the front is almost entirely glass. From almost every room in the place you can look out on the tennis court and swimming pool, the latter boasting heated water. On the first floor are a foyer, bedroom, dining room, kitchen and pantry. This down- stairs bedroom has been converted by the Johnsons into the one and only guest room. It's furnished as a combination library and bedroom and is more fitting for a gentleman guest than for a lady. é The second floor boasts a large, cheerful living room opening onto two bedrooms with private dressing room suites and baths. Every bit of the furniture in the place, with the exception of the dining room, is built in, For instance, an open fireplace in the living room has two built-in divans on either side, a huge built-in mirror, and bookshelves built almost to the ceiling lining the walls. The newlyweds’ house will be painted white inside and out and the carpets and draperies in the living room are white, too. * * * Hollywood hostesses who have hesitated about inviting Evie and Van Johnson and Keenan Wynn to the same party, need have -no fears. The Johnsons paid Keenan a visit on the set of Song of The Thin’Man and all of them seemed, I must say, the best of friends. I noticed, however, that at Louis B. Mayer's big party for the young Henry Fords, Keenan brought Nan Bennett. On the same night, the Johnsons were the guests at Atwater Kent. These two big parties, on the same night, had every big star in Hollywood circulating between the two hilltop mansions. ~ We have few visitors in our town more popular than Ann and Henry Ford. They are so attractive and likeable. At L. B.’s party for them, I sat between Cary Grant and Peter — Lawford and I must say I enjoyed myself. I want to predict right here that Cary will marry Betty Hensel. He says he never missed a gal so much in his life since she’s been visiting relatives in St. Louis. © ; Cary’s ex, Virginia Cherrill, is back in Holly- wood and divorced from the Edrl of Jersey— but he has had no dates with her. He also told me that Barbara Hutton, also an ex, had called him from Paris to tell him she was marrying again. That boy certainly stays friends with all the women in: his life. Both my dinner partners were doing raves over Virginia O'Brien, the famed “dead pan” | singer who is rapidly developing into one of - the real beauties in our town. This night she was wearing a coral-red gown and with her dark hair piled high on her head in an upsweep and her big blue Irish eyes, she was a rarin’, tearin’ beauty, believe me. Loretta Young was another beauty in red —one of the new short evening gowns. On her it looked good, but I think most women look better in long evening gowns. It seems to me the new dresses which end at the ankle are awkward and unbecoming to most women. The two dancers who “necked” most on the floor were June Allyson and Dick Powell. “Look at those two,” “They're certainly in love.” And believe me, it doesn’t mean that they're in love just in public—they really care. Joan Crawford, who at this writing is madly, but madly, in love with good looking, | Irish Peter Shaw, came late. But her appear- | ‘ance was -worth ( i ; pe) ew said my husband.

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| oA Love as Bold,as Beautiful,as Wild as the Hills that Hid Their Story! THE EXCITEMENT THEY COULDNT DRIVE OUT OF THEIR BLOOD WILL SURGE IN YOURS...THESE TWO WHO SHARED A SAVAGE | LOVE NOT EVEN THE LAWLESS WEST COULD FORGIVE! dite Andodon: Dean claygor- Man Hale Soh Rett, cee Rade Wale ea More gpnling ieee F Se AND INTRODUCING sic ca aes i ,| ORIGINAL SCREEN PLAY BY NIVEN BUSCH- MUSIC BY MAX STEINER 2 ‘ AES. } Produced by United States Pictures fr. Wannes arms

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I saw the other Joan—Joan Caulfield—with Hurd Hatfield at Atwater Kent's. Maybe Greg Bautzer, the popular lawyer-about-town, had a night off and was playing cards with the fellas. Cleatus Caldwell, Bob Hutton’s pretty bride, had had her hair made several shades lighter that very afternoon—and was worried! She goes to Perc Westmore’s, the hair-doing em- porium all us girls “take” from, and she was in a private tizzy that Bob might not like the new color. She could have saved her fret- ting. He told me he thought she had never looked so beautiful. I have often said that Ginger Rogers over- dresses. Now I want to take back those words and say that she was one of the srhartest looking women at the Kent party. Ginger wore a plain black gown set off with a stunning diamond pin shaped like a fan. She and Jackie Briggs have such fun together. _I asked Ginger how her “boarder” was getting along. Richard Ney went to the Briggs’ — to live after he separated from Greer Gar- son. She told me he had left and was look- ing for an apartment. We both agreed that boy is carrying a torch. Merle Oberon looked like a dream walking in a white lace gown with diamond neck- lace, earrings and bracelet. Merle really has THE most gorgeous jewels of any of the screen stars. Diana Lynn, on the arm of Robert Neale, the young Texas millionaire who has been trailing her all around the country, fairly beamed. Young Diana falls -soooo0o in love and then, boom, it’s all over. I can’t say she'll marry young Neale (she didn’t marry Henry Willson after announcing their engagement) but there are rumors thataway. Robert Stack came with vivid Yvonne De Carlo. He has also been escorting Irene Wrightsman McEvoy, socialite, to various places and s‘help me, the way he dreams into the eyes of both fair charmers—it's hard to say which has caught his heart. June Haver, all by her little self, came with that “old” married couple, the John Paynes. By’ the way, Johnny and Gioria de Haven seem to have ironed out those matrimonial troubles that once parted them. ‘ Brian Aherne and his charming wife were among those I said “Hello” to and Brian told me that he had just that day talked long distance to Katharine Cornell, completing plans to tour the Coast this summer in their old hit, The Barretts of Wimpole Street. You have to take off your hat to a girl like Jane Wyman, who has always put her family ahead of her career. I certainly doff my latest Josephi chapeau to her. She and Ronnie Reagan are expecting their third baby and Janie couldn't be happier about it. It doesn’t matter in the least to her that her career is right at its peak. In fact, I broke the “scoop” about the expected arrival the very week Janie was nominated as an Oscar candidate for her wonderful work in The Yearling. How different her attitude is from another young attress I know, also going places in a big way tight now, who told me: ; “TI would love to have a baby. But my agent thinks it would be very unwise right now— when I’m just beginning to get my best . breaks!” * * * Everything has happened to the Guy Madi- son-Gail Russell romance—but my bet is that true love will conquer all, as they used to put it in the old-fashioned novels. In the beginning, their studios were op- posed to their (Continued on. page 116) That's Anita Colby: in the foreground, with Mr. and Mrs. Tom Lewis (Loretta Young) behind her. Tom surprised everyone at Look's party by announcing he'd been-given the most excellent Order of the British Empire by the King of England. | eo peer ee x .

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“T can’t stand — : | to see you kiss him...even though & you're my brother’s wife!” All kinds of men were interested in Poppy’s charms... but only one kind of husband. __ : THEY WERE BROTHERS... who shared the desperate adventure of flying the mail! : BUT THEY.WERE MEN.., who couldn’t share the warm heart of the girl one of them married and the other loved so hopelessly! Starring ANIME WILLIAD BOL SONNY TUFTS WILLARD BERDIN STERLING NAVDED with JOHNNY SANDS : JEAN WALLACE Directed by JOHN FARROW Screenplay by Frank Wead and Arthur Sheekman Back together.. after their super-smash in “Two Years Before The Mast”!

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@ Here’s your ringside story of the stunning elopement and marriage of Van Johnson and Evie Wynn, a love dénouement so sensational that it jerked even blasé Hollywood out of its joint and collective seats and left it agasp! On Friday, the 24th of January, Evie Wynn, telling not a soul, quietly obtained air passage to El Paso, Texas, via.American Airlines. Alone, mind you. Van drove her to the airport and then returned quietly to the Metro-Goldwyn- Mayer Studio where he hurried to the office of a friend. “Evie has just taken off for El Paso,” he announced. “I’m fiying back there tomorrow. We're going to be married.” Before the friend could react from his astonishment, enter a tall, dark and handsome figure. Just how and why Keenan Wynn hap- pened to drop in at that moment no one will ever know. Keenan doesn’t. (Continued on page 125) {ole Mi THE WHOLE THING WAS SO SWIFT AND SECRET, YOU'RE PROB- ABLY STILL WONDERING HOW IT HAPPENED. SO HERE'S THE INSIDE STORY—BY OUR SPECIAL HOLLYWOOD CORRESPONDENT. : For weeks before Evie Wynn and Van Johnson were married, Evie haunted local antique shops looking for furnishings for their new. home. Now she says that there's no room—Van's cluttered up everything with his books and records.

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The same Glenn Ford who tamed GILDA! 'T didn't ask you to come into my life!” COLUMBIA a PICTURES presents with Janis CARTER - Barry SULLIVAN - Edgar Karen Jim BUCHANAN - MORLEY - BANNON Screenplay by Ben Maddow Directed by Produced by RICHARD WALLACE -JULES SCHERMER — a re

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@ Any Hollywood producer knows as well as he knows the palm of his hand that no ticket- buyer ever walked up to a box-office and put. his dollar on the line because a picture was advertised as “significant,” “historical” or “Important.” Those are frightening adjectives to the average cinema customer; he is tra- ditionally lured into the flicker palaces by words like “daring!” “passion!” “adventure!” d O roth kj | qd le n : and “Betty Grable,” and surveys prove that y Q when history is being shown on his local movie screen he is apt to be bowling 250 or spending a quiet evening at home. se ects So I am reluctant to say that The Beginning Or The End is an important picture, for fear of poisoning it at the box office. I hesitate to describe it as historic because that is never a lure to the public and I fervently hope that every man, woman and child in the nation— - or even better, the world—will go to see it. I don’t like to brand it as “significant,” be- cause any apprentice ad writer would scream, with justification, that a picture could be killed overnight by such a tag. But the fact remains that the atom (Continued on page 98) Experimenting on the world’s deadliest weapon, scientists Richard Hayden, Tom Drake and Norman Lloyd are sworn to secrecy.

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ates te a, Sia ~ 1 PLS Liha Peo par ee “the Macomber Affair” @ ‘The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber” was what Ernest Hemingway called it when he wrote it, and you'll understand why when you see the picture. Francis Macomber (Rob- ert Preston) doesn’t really begin to live until the morning of the day he dies, but his life is very important to two people. One is his wife, Margaret (Joan Bennett). The other is the guide Macomber has hired for his East African hunting trip, Robert Wilson (Gregory Peck). In Nairobi, when you start out on a hunting trip, there are certain conventions to be ob- served. You treat the native bearers well, ¥ you keep your guns clean, and you never let Macomber (Bob Preston, right) reveals his cowardice - anyone know if you're afraid. Francis Ma- early in the hunt, when he leaves the job of killing a comber breaks every one of these traditions. charging lion to his professional guide (Gregory Peck). All his life he has been afraid. Four million dollars hasn‘t helped. Neither has his beauti- ful wife, because he knows her contempt for him. Now he has come to Africa to hunt lions, hoping that he can prove to her—and to him- self—that he isn't really afraid at all. Wilson doesn't know at first the situation he has gotten into. On the surface, the Macombers are a charming couple. As a rule, Wilson doesn’t like taking women along on trips, but Mrs. Macomber doesn’t seem the type that would frighten easily. She isn’t. But Francis is. Wilson finds that out on their first lion hunt. The beast is wounded and they must go into the brush after him to finish him off. THe Macomber's wife, Margaret (Joan Bennett), has seen lion charges, and Macomber runs away, leay~ him fleeing from the dangerous beast, and is filled with ing Wilson to do the job. Then Macomber loathing. Wilson, the guide, isan embarrassed observer. vents his rage at his own cowardice on the : native bearers and that night Margaret leaves her husband's tent. : The next day they hunt buffalo. Not too dan- gerous, ordinarily. But somehow in the course of that hunt Macomber comes alive. He isn’t afraid any more of anything or anybody, even Margaret. And so he dies.—U. A. (Continued on page 18) fe * eee eGRCRESBEFeEeenseeeeseseeeeeeane?® : MOVIE REVIEWS The attraction between Margaret and Wilson in- creases as Macomber's weakness becomes more apparent. Their problem is dramatically resolved. by Virginia Wilson ath

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24 THE FARMER'S DAUGHTER You'll laugh a lot and maybe cry a liitle, too, at The Farmers Daughter. The story is simple enough. A pretty Swedish girl, Katie Holstrom (Loretta Young), leaves the farm to study nursing in nearby Capitol City. She only has seventy-five dollars, so to save the three- fifty bus fare she accepts a ride with a neigh- borhood house painter, Adolph (Rhys Wil- ‘liams). Adolph gets drunk en route, smashes up his car and borrows the naive Katie's money. She arrives in Capitol City cold broke, and takes a job as waitress to get money enough to start her nursing career. It's a big, imposing house she comes to, but the people are not imposing—they’‘re friendly and charming. There is Congressman Glenn Morley (Joseph Cotten) and his mother, Agatha Morley (Ethel Barrymore), and the butler, Clancy (Charles Bickford). Clancy was an old friend of the late Senator Morley and is on such close terms with the family that he calls Mrs. Morley, Agatha. A bit startling to guests, but they get used to it. Katie fits in from the beginning. She isn't afraid of Clancy’s acid wit, and she makes wonderful coffee. Her only fault as a waitress is her habit of joining in the political discussions that go on. She doesn’t approve of all Glenn Morley’s policies, but she does approve of Glenn, very definitely. And Glenn finds himself curiously attracted to this demure girl with the Scandinavian ac- cent and the practical idealism. His mother likes Katie, too, and watches with slightly perplexed interest the progress of this unex- pected romance. Less impartial but even more interested is Virginia (Rose Hobart), a newspaperwoman who's had a predatory eye on Glenn for years. Everything is fine until the evening Katie goes to a political meeting. She asks the speaker some very direct—and very awkward —questions. The next thing that Glenn, angry and baffled, knows, Katie is running for Congress. There's sly humor and excellent characteri- Charles Bickford as the butler is one of my favorites of the year.—RKO. zation here. Stallion Road: Ronald Reagan, of Stallion Road = ranch, Alexis Smith, but does proud owner loves little pretty about it. The Farmer's Daughter: Congressman Joseph Cotten finds himself curiously aft- tracted to Loretta Young, the poor farm girl, who takes an interest in his politics. STALLION ROAD Between the blue-black mountains of the Sierra Madre range and the placid waves of the Pacific lies some of the best grazing land | in the world. Horses are all-important to the people who live there. People like Larry Hanrahan (Ronald Reagan), who owns Stal- lion Road ranch, and is, besides, a skilled veterinarian. Steve Purcell (Zachary Scott), who comes to visit his old friend Larry, is not particularly interested in horses. He prefers women. The first one he meets at Stallion Road is a pretty matron, Daisy Otis (Peggy Knudsen), who obviously is much more intrigued by Larry's handsome tallness than she is by her dull husband. The next girl of the Sierras is quite different. Her name is Rory Teller (Alexis Smith) and she’s one of the most accomplished horsewomen anywhere around. Both Larry and Steve fall in love with her, but in quite different ways. Steve makes his usual pitch, gets nowhere, and settles down for a long siege. Larry puts Rory on a romantic pedestal, but doesn't do anything about her. No woman wants to be left sitting around on a pedestal indefinitely. Also, Rory’s little sister, Chris (Patti Brady), reports that she has seen Larry kissing Daisy Otis, which doesn't help the romantic plight of the lovers in the least. When Larry lets Daisy ride his horse in the Madre Range show, Rory is determined to win with her own mare, ‘‘Sultan’s Pride.” She gets the blue ribbon, but is sure she has no chance with Larry. Then the mare falls ill of anthrax and she phones for him frantically. Larry is the only one who might have a chance of pulling the horse through. And Larry can’t come because he is inoculating Daisy's cattle, hoping to prevent an epidemic. To Rory that’s the last straw. She convinces herself that she’s through with Larry, and she tells Steve she'll marry him. But when Larry himself comes down with anthrax, nothing in the world can prevent her from going to him . . . —War. THE IMPERFECT LADY The English upper classes have never been noted for their broad-mindedness. In 1892, girls of the theater occasionally made tem- porary romantic alliances with dashing young lords, but never matrimonial ones. An ex- ception is the case of Milly Hopkins (Teresa Wright) and Clive Loring (Ray Milland). Milly meets Clive by accident. She and her friend, Rose (Virginia Field), have squan- dered their last shilling on a hansom cab tide home from rehearsal, and they stop to listen a. moment to a political speaker being heckled. The speaker is Clive, who is run- ning for Parliament on a platform which in- cludes women’s suffrage—a very unpopular subject with the crowd. To escape a barrage of tired vegetables, he jumps into the cab. Rose sees a chance for a free meal and tries to impress him with their “gentility.” Milly is more interested in his views on suffrage. She agrees with them, but suggests more tact- ful ways of putting them across. Clive is amused by her agile mind and delighted by her beauty. They see each other again, and soon Milly gives up the theater and goes to the city where Clive lives. He wants to marry her. But his elder brother, Lord Belmont (Sir Cedric Hardwicke) intervenes. He persuades Milly that it would be ruinous to Clive’s politi- cal career to marry a girl of her background. She sees his point, and without a word to Clive, joins a theatrical troupe. One night she and Rose meet an ex-concert pianist, Martinez (Anthony Quinn), and to escape a misguided policeman, Milly has to spend the night in his rooms. It is all quite innocent, and she forgets about it when Clive comes to see her next day and demands that she marry him. She agrees and they spend | a delirious honeymoon in France. When they come back, she hears that Martinez is on trial for murder, and only her testimony that she spent the night with him can save him. Quite a dilemma for an imperfect lady!—Par.

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a eee ee ia SE by Albert Delacorte @ Oceans of printer’s ink have been spilled in the course of the Duel in the Sun controversy. The Catholic press has carried reams about it. The secular press has, too. Now we want to get into the act—but don’t get us wrong. We’re taking no sides. We simply want to point a moral, as we see it, to this whole unhappy fiasco. | In March, 1944, David O. Selznick began the making of Duel in the Sun. After seemingly interminable delays, brought about largely by wartime shortages and strikes, the tremendous job was ‘finished; and in December, 1946, a purity seal was issued for the film by Joseph I. Breen, administrator of the Production Code Administra- tion, in the following emphatic lan- guage: “This is to certify that Van- guard Films, in producing Duel in the Sun, has complied with the self- imposed regulations of the industry ‘to maintain right standards in the production.” So far so good. Now, normally, David Selznick would have immedi- ately rushed a print of the picture to the New York office of the Legion of Decency. (This is not only as a courtesy, but as self-protection, since the rating given pictures by the Legion affects their standing with state censor- ship boards. A “C” rating from the Legion almost automatically . means condemnation by the _ censorship boards of New York, Pennsylvania, New Jersey and Ohio—which states comprise approximately 50% of the movie-going public.) However, due to the film industry strikes, he had only one Technicolor print assembled, and this he just managed to get under the wire for consideration in the an- nual Academy Awards. The film was shown for, the first time just prior to the first of the year, and immediately afterwards a hostile review of it appeared in The Tidings, (Continued on page 85) Dee cetera Dae A, ee —— > + = | ——— | ig PP OR re rae ares

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ie Panerai a he ne UR a ii PARLE Sion ae aon nay ESATO Tr eR Ne: Saath ec sh ats 45 ates by charles boyer as told to ingrid ™ You may remember the extremely dramatic opening scene of Erich Remarque’s Arch of Triumph. Ravic, the refugee doctor practicing in Paris without a license (this is my role in the film) reaches out and takes the arm of a girl as she stumbles past him. She has a “pale face, high cheekbones and wide-set eyes.” The face is “rigid and masklike.” “He took out a package of cigarettes and fumbled in his pocket for matches . . . bent Ne down cautiously to shelter the flame with his hands against the soft breeze of the river. “““Give me a cigarette too,’ the woman said in an almost toneless voice. “*, . She smoked hastily, inhaling deeply.” After the first take of this scene Ingrid lunched at Lucey’s with David Lewis, her pro- ducer. When the coffee was brought, he lightedup a cigarette. ! “Give me one, too,” said Ingrid. “You’re not on the set now,” Lewis said. Nevertheless he gave her a cigarette and held a match for her. She smoked three before they left and each time singed her lashes with the match flame. Lewis was concerned. “You'll make yourself sick, inhaling like that,” he told her. “Save it for the camera.” i “You misunderstand,” she said. “I’m learning to smoke for myself. People seem to ee enjoy it so much.” “That’s different,” he said. Then he did a double-take. “Bergman, learning to smoke?” “Isn’t it high time?” she asked demurely. | i Next day he presented her with a lighter that would not burn her lashes. She learned i rapidly. By the time we made the final take of the “cigarette” scene she was able to in- hale as if she had been addicted to nicotine since the age of five. And just before she left for New York to do Joan of Lorraine (Continued on page 103)

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Frank started his vacation trip alone, later wired Nancy, "Will you be my valentine? Meet me in Mexico City." Nancy (that's Phil Silvers kissing her above} did ; both went on to Acapulco. Most of us have never heard the hilarious Command Performance broadcasts Bing and Frank made for the armed forces. The friendly, hearty ribbing each gave the other is now legend: made the Gls love ‘em all the more. Frankie, Jr. visits his Dad's radio show often, sings for the ~ | studio audience. At dinner in Maxim's, he broke up the crowd by asking loudly, “When do we go to Romanoff's, Daddy?"

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as Frank over Harper and Brothers’ book, called ''The Voice."' Based on i E. J. Kahn's New Yorker articles, it's the longest work on Frank. Sinatra in the Waldorf-Astoria. He was pale as a ghost, skinnier than usual, and drooping like the last rose of the summer before last. I'd attended his opening in the Wedgwood Room the night before. It was Frankie’s opening but he wasn’t there. His friend, Danny Kaye, pinch-hit when he heard a flu bug had hit Frankie. One look at Sinatra and I knew he still shouldn’t be walking around. 1 When he said hello he was as hoarse as a bullfrog. ae et “Coming over to hear me tonight, Hedda?” 4 | | i Peter Lawford, his British pal in Jt Happened in Brooklyn, is as happy H One morning last year I ran into Frank | Frankie croaked. “You don’t mean you're going to “sing?” He nodded, “Sure.” _ : “Why,” I exploded, “you haven’t got enough energy to swat a mosquito the way you are. You sound like a crow. Go on back to bed!” : “T can’t.” “Listen,” I said, feeling like shaking that | | little guy. “Singers just don’t act like that. You have to take (Continued on page 94) HE WAS "THE VOICE" THAT COULDN'T SAY "NO." THEN SUDDENLY, HE ) - si = . 3 BANNED HIS BOBBY-SOXERS, SPURNED HIS SPONSOR x = AND WALKED OUT ON HIS WIFE. WHY? THE ANSWER WILL £ AMAZE YOU.

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— # | ~ SOME PEOPLE LIKE T LIVE IN HOUSES. BUT FOR STERLING HAYDEN, THERE'S NO ROOF LIKE THE WINDSWEPT SKY AND NO FLOOR LIKE THE BOUNDING SEA. By Hank Jeffries

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Back home after a brilliant war record, Sterling spends his time aboard his 63-foot schooner, the "Quest."’ On land, he lives above a + garage, in an apartment he rented while working in Blase of Noon. Giving Sterling a hand with the chores is blonde, lovely Betty De Noon. A model by profession, she's just as much at home on a boat as he is. A good reason why she may become Mrs. Hayden. @ The night was dark as the heart of a Holly- wood villain. A snarling surf bounded shoreward from a violent sea. Precariously close to the beach, a sixty-foot fishing boat stood by, its crew expecting momentarily to find out how it feels to be drowned a long way from home. A certain John Hamilton was among those present, and he was muttering to himself. “Times,” he grumbled, “are tough all over.” At that instant the moon, which had been winking its indecision through racing, dirty clouds, made up its mind. -A baleful, pale light stared brutally down at more than fifty guerrilla fighters on the strand below. A machine gun began to chatter from the cliff above. The matter of fact cursing of men who face death often rose above the snarl of the surf. In the water swimmers were straining clumsily toward the boat. Some of them made it, but ten or more drowned silently. The firing was (Continued on page 99)

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| STUDIO AUDIENCES DON'T FRIGHTEN HIM, BUT HEAVEN HELP BOB HOPE IF HE FLUFFS A LINE WITH THOSE SMART KIDS OF HIS LISTENING IN! By KIRTLEY BASKETTE SAC! a Tor om With Mrs. Hope, Bob reads aloud an account of his and Bing Bob's a sucker for all k Crosby's ball teams. They're part owners of the Cleveland Indians and Pittsburgh Pirates. (Above, right: in uniform.) ids, but especially for his own Linda and Tony. A sentimentalist, Bob's favorite song is, ‘It's Only A Paper Moon," which his wife was singing when he met her. a8 &

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@ Once, during the war, Bob Hope came home to Hollywood from a flying GI tour. His family—wife Dolores, brothers Jack and George, moppets Linda and Tony—all met him at the airport. “Hello!”’ everybody yelled. y | “Goodbye, Daddy,” lisped Tony. That’s what he was used to ~ : saying whenever he saw his Pop! | Bob breezed into the nursery the other morning where his new infant darlings, Kelly and Nora, were wolfing their formulas. They both gave him that surprised “Who dat man?” look and burst into bawls. “Hey,” protested Bob to the nurse, “what are they crying about?” “Theyre scared of you,” she explained. “After all, you’re a stranger.” “Stranger?” -yelped Bob. “Heck—I’m their dad!” That snapped Bob into a,state of surprised shock. Then he realized he’d been spending about six (Continued on page 89) Now that A/y Favorite Brunette and Road to Rio are both filmed, Bob gees in for golfing and bicycling. A theater fan, Bob's idols are Charlie Chaplin, Bea Lillie. 35

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| Guy's still teasing Gail about the puppy she was going to give him. Gail {who's now in Calcutta) made the mistake of taking the dog home overnight. She couldn't part with the pup, so she bought Guy another! The nose is right, but Gail isn't satisfied with the rest of her ef- forts at sculpting Guy. Once she's perfected the clay model, she'll make a bust of him. Gail's also interested in wood-carving, ceramics. 36 @ Her beau, Mr. Madison, that tall, hand- some vision, almost split his floating rib, laughing. If men have floating ribs. It made her so mad she wanted to split all his other ribs, too. : “Why didn’t they tell me?” she kept wailing. “How was J supposed to know? Just because your boy friend is an archery expert doesn’t mean you absorb it by osmosis!” Mr. Madison, the archery expert, smiled at her pityingly. “Poor child. Any cluck should know enough not to hold. the bow upside down!” He ducked just in time. “Any cluck” had hurled a pillow at him. The whole thing happened when a magazine decided to shoot some pictures of Gail practising archery. Gail, being a sweet, agreeable soul, said why not? As she explained to Guy later, “I fig- ured if a bone-head like you could man- age—” ; Anyhow, the pictures were taken, and the magazine came out, and the letters started pouring in. Miss Russell, the bow- and-arrow beauty, was holding the bow upside down. It doesn’t really matter. She’s got other talents. She does clay moaeling, and she finished a head of Guy that’s pretty good. She claims it’s not so hot. “The nose is you,” she says. “But that’s allege And he wants to know, “What are you going to do with it?” And she says, “Well, if you behave, maybe we'll hollow a hole and grow ivy out of the top of your head.” He’s so grateful. She intends to put him up in the den, with ivy growing out of his head. The den used to be a patio, but the Russells roofed it over, and put a fireplace where a barbecue used to be, and it’s practically a hunting lodge now. Deer’s head over the mantel, animal skins on the wall, and Indian rugs thrown artfully here and there. It’s also got something a lot of dens don’t have. Leaks. The leaks are artisti- cally spaced, and the Russells stick potted plants under them. They don’t like to be too obvious with dishpans, and this way the plants get (Continued on page 118)

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by gaye he 7 Before a broadcast, Don Ameche and Linda Darnell swap baby talk—Don about his six kids, Linda about the two she and husband Pev plan to adopt after their vacation. Changing her wut wa VL ea hel photoqaaWe. abode / wha awepraaed wht Lind Darnell ht husband Cay, Bul t whe tht Wu blk wr 38

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Pev Marley, Linda, Ann Miller, Phil Raffin at Mocambo's @ When a young Hollywood actress de- cides to divorce her husband, that’s not news—it’s routine. On the other hand, when a very special girl who is playing the outstanding role of the year decides to end her separation and go back to her husband, stop the presses, boys! Linda Darnell was nice about the whole thing. I wanted to talk to her about her reconciliation with Pev Marley. We made a date to talk it over, and sat down to do just that in her second floor dressing room suite on the 20th Century lot. This was Linda’s third day off in four p / A 19 7 solid months of strenuous work in her role of Amber for Forever Amber. She should have shut up shop and refused to see any- Instead, she faced the inquisition cheerfully. I said: “I thought it would be a good idea, at first, to talk to Pev Marley about this, but I understand he is in Honolulu, enjoying your second honeymoon.” Linda smiled gently, and retorted: “J one. like you. You're practicing to be a cad, aren’t you?” She lit my cigarette. “The only reason I am talking to you is that you once said (Continued on page 133) | in 1943. Ann was Linda's bridesmaid, is her best friend.

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40 HER FAIRY GODMOTHER MUST'VE HEARD THE SKINNY KID PRAYING SHE'D TURN OUT PRETTY —BECAUSE WHEN SHE GREW UP THEY NICKNAMED MARIE McDONALD "THE BODY" By Abigail Putnam @ The prop man stopped short and stared. He watched the blonde girl, laden with luggage, struggling through the door of the elaborate bungalow that had belonged to Eleanor Powell. Hastening down the studio street, he caught up with a pal. “Hey, Mike,” he said. “Who’s that blonde in Powell’s bungalow?” “Marie McDonald,” came the answer. “Who?” “You know—The Body.” “Oh! I’ve heard of her.. What’s she doin’ here? That’s the first time they’ve given Powell’s bungalow to any- body since Eleanor quit.” “Yeah. I heard she’s Gene Kelly’s new leading lady.” “Geez. Must be good, huh?” Inside the bungalow, Marie McDonald dropped her luggage and stared. The furniture was sumptuous, in- cluding a fine piano, and the walls were lined with mirrors. She did a time step and smiled at herself in the ba That fragile, blonde exterior is a fraud—Marie McDonald's a ju-jitsu expert! But she also has her domestic side; the star of Liv- ing In A Big Way once designed: a parasol that sold commercially.

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mirrors. Her multiple images smiled back at her. “Gee,” she said aloud. “They must think I’m good.” Two weeks later, producer Pandro Berman sat in the bungalow, watching Gene Kelly put Marie through the steps of his own choreography for Living In A Big Way. The producer of the old Astaire-Rogers films, Berman knows dancing talent when he sees it. A month later a perspiring publicist put down his telephone. “I don’t get it,” he said to his fellow worker. “That’s the fourteenth request I’ve had this week for pictures of McDonald. She’s been in Hollywood two years and made fifteen pictures, and now that she’s over here and up to her neck in work, they’re all screaming for her.” “Marie!” It was the assistant director, howling for the star. “Where’s The Body?” he bawled. The Body, thought Marie. The nickname given her by the Gls had done a great deal for her career. Fifteen pictures and nobody knew (Continued on page 92) Peter Lawford had better guard his station wagon; nothing mechani- cal is safe around Marie, who's invented an electrical bed. The pride of the house, it pops up a desk, radio or coffee at the proper button! ° A rl SE EO

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42 ™@ The antique shop was spotted with dormer windows that looked out on the sunny New England street. It was one of those old Connecticut shops that seem to have snuggled in one spot since time began. Sue saw it first, and touched Alan’s sleeve. “Lets look inside,” she said. Then she saw the cradle. It was very old, made of solid cherry wood, and had an air about it of having made scores of babies extremely un- comfortable. “Let’s buy it,” said Sue. “What for?” Alan wanted to know. “Because it’s cute.” That settled it, as it always does for females. Back in Hollywood, it was in- stalled in their bedroom. And within a few weeks, the Ladds found that their family was going to be in- creased by one. “It’s the cradle,” said Alan. “It’s New England witchcraft.” He looked atSue. “Well, (Continued on page 131) Alana Ladd, called “Lonnie by everyone, suggested "Butch": for her new brother, David Alan—so "Butch" it is. Lonnie -holds on to Butch's hand while he's fed, is fascinated by the whole process.

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EVERYBODY WAS “EXPECTING"—THE MARE, THE RABBITS AND THE LADDS—WHICH WAS KIND OF COZY, BUT HARD ON ALAN, WHO HAD | TO WORRY FOR THREE. By Jane Wilkie a de Susie was sicker than even Alan knew, after the birth of their son (5 weeks old, above). Alana, just getting wise to the fact that her dad- Even required several blood transfusions. "Now she can't brag she's never been ill,"" says Alan. dy’s a film star, has been promised visits to the He was a bit wilted, too, after a month of phoning home hourly for, news of the stork. movies to see him in Wild Harvest and Calcutta.

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Dr, Francis Griffin and his wife, Irene Dunne, celebrate their 17th wed- | ding anniversary this spring—quite a record for a Hollywood marriage. Aside from their chosen professions, the Griffins are hotel owners. IRENE DUNNE HAS ALL THE POISE AND .STATELY SERENITY YOU'D EXPECT FROM ROYALTY. BUT THERE'S SOMETHING DOWN- TO-EARTH ABOUT THAT DEVASTATIN' DIXIE DRAWL ! by Jack Wade Irene, who's Mother in Life With Father, made a rare radio appearance with Rex Harrison in Anna and the King of Siam. Daughter Mary, who's 12, is a piano-prodigy, .already launched on a successful concert career.

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™ Irene Dunne was sitting that day in Leo McCarey’s office—it was a Tuesday—and they had completed an hour-long discussion of the ‘picture just finished and the promotion campaign planned for it. Leo stretched back in his chair. “That's that,” he said. “Now to get back to’ work.” “I know what kind of work you mean,” Irene told him. “I saw the paper on your desk when I came in— you were looking over the entries for the Kentucky Derby. Next Saturday, isn’t it?” “Yes. It is, and I was. Do you know,” he added pathetically, “I’ve always wanted to see a Derby, and I never have. How about you, Irene?” “Why, I’ve seen dozens of them, naturally. Don’t you hear mah Suhthen accent? I was bohn in Louis- ville.” “In Louisville, hey?” said Leo. He stared past her, his eyes glazing with thought, his fingers drumming ‘meditatively on his desk. “What are you cooking up now?” “I can see it now,” he said. “Local Louisville girl makes good. Mayor presents her with keys to the city. Speeches on the steps of the City Hall. School children assembled to cheer an alumnus who fulfilled her dream. Banquets in her honor . . .” He paused for breath. “Me?” Irene shrieked. . (Continued on page 120)

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@ | was working at a place called the Clover Club, when I got the call from the Actors’ Lab. Would I like to do a show, they wanted to know. I said sure. The Lab is for people like me—fools who'll perform all-day and all night, and then, for relaxation, go over to the Lab and perform some more. I went, and there was this boy. Brown eyes, brown hair, serious-looking. He said, “Hello, I’m Larry Parks,” and I said, “Hello,” but I wasn’t sure who I was. I think it started right then, with me. Like they say in the movies, it was bigger than I was. He asked me if I wanted a cup of coffee. He could have held out for a short opium pipe, and I wouldn’t have known the difference. When he smiled, I sort of got lost in it. For a week, steady, we saw each other, until I had to leave for Chicago, where I was going to play a date at the Camellia House in the Drake Hotel. I was in Chicago two days, and the phone rang. Phones play a big part in this story. There was a familiar voice on the other end. “Care to have a cup of coffee?” it said. So he was there, and we had one more week. After that, he had to go back to California. For three months, I worked at the Camellia House, (Continued on page 108) by betty garrett parks IF COFFEE TASTES JUST LIKE CHAMPAGNE AND rat YOU PLAY YOUR MOST ROMANTIC SCENES OVER THE PHONE—THAT'S LOVE. AND MRS. LARRY PARKS HAS IT BAD—FOR GOOD! ~ —referring to the cactus Larry raised. He's learned from i painful experience to handle his "baby" with gloves. §,- |

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| 2tty's in Hollywood for good now, with a brand new M-G-M intract and a big role in Good News. Larry's latest is Down 0 Earth, but the Parks'aren’t taking that title seriously at all. Latta a ua! Pepper's a Blue Persian who makes you lure her out from under chairs and has seven toes on her south paw. Larry's scared of the "beast; not even her impending motherhood can soften his heart. 47

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Yodel agent sects Conover, Bowie ane sister, tle fe cuete! aa) hae ™@ The radio was playing Some Day ll If} look over the new crop of hopefuls. Donna did some modeling ; ska : = ee scenes of Green Dolphin Street for our Fashion Dept. (p. 73). Find You. I could hear it from the side = porch’ where I was sitting alone in the swing. ad Pt ea : ° ae Sea I could look in the window, too, and see Donna and Jaci: dancing. I could, but I wouldn't. Dancing was silly, I told myself firmly. Having boy friends was silly, too, and even when I got to be seventeen, like Donna, I wouldn’t waste my time with them. Sure, that’s what I kept telling myself, but I knew it wasn’t true. I sat there with the toe of my battered old saddle shoe tapping to the music. _ I looked up at the May evening sky and wished quickly on the first star I saw. “Star light, star bright ...” But I didn’t have time to finish because the door opened and there was Donna. (Continued on page 123) SOMETIMES IT'S HARDER TO SHOW GRATITUDE TO YOUR OWN FAMILY THAN TO A STRANGER. THAT'S WHY ALL DONNA REED'S SISTER CAN SAY IS “THANKS, DONNA.” - by “heidi” Sister of M-G-M Sitar, Donna Reed f amember the gaowky kid you were at 14?" Donna chides. Donna {of ‘a Wonderful Life) and husband Tony Owen are so happy 1 their own little cover girl, Penny Jane, they'll adopt another.

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the adventures O glenn langan It.all began when he was 15 and ran away from home— because Bi a girl. After that there were tent-shows, burlesque, Broadway—and finally Lucille. By HOWARD SHARPE | should have gone to fencing school, instead of dramatic school,'' sighs Glenn, whose role in Forever Ansber requires lunging as well as love-making. His fan clubs now total 23. When Glenn and wife Lou bought their own home, they fulfilled an old ambition—to cram it with the over-sized furniture necessary for their respective 64" and 6'l"' frames. Lillian, the Langans’ cook, has to chase her boss out of the kitchen—he's a celery-snatcher. Glenn scares party guests — by staging fake seances, playing the ghostly visions: himself. Canc atetbicayata aca eerie a . —_= ee ea

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@ Glenn Langan has laughed and bullied his way through life for thirty years. When success finally came to him, it came as an anti-climax ... He had already brought a kind of fame to the respect- able, immigrant Irish family of Langan by the time he was fourteen. He accomplished this by reaching the height of 6’ 3” at that age and thus becoming The Tallest Boy Scout in’ America. For some reason this was con- sidered news of nationwide importance, and the press everywhere published photographs of him, standing thin and proud and towering in his uniform. His father was a retired fireman, a pillar of the com- munity of Berkeley Gardens (which is a small suburb near Denver), and a good (Continued on page 71)

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Poor Betty had to shed 20 pounds after the birth of Lindsay Diane, who's every bit as photogenic as her Ma. Radio’s ‘Hit Parade" claims Betty's services soon for eight weeks. Is fun now, but Mrs. Mabel Hutton remembers-when dish- washing was a chore. Mabel bit her nails to the elbow over Perils of Pauline, but wait'll she sees Betty in Dream Girl! Betty says, “Thanks, Mom”—from the heart. Because Mabel Hutton knew the price of her daughter’s happiness, and paid it gladly through the lean years. TT Mothers li M™ I once heard somebody say that Mother’s Day is sentimental. “That’s for me,” I said. “I’m a sucker for sentiment.” So when Al Delacorte asked me to tell the story of my mother for Mother’s Day, he was doing me a favor. I’ve been wanting to tell that story for a long time. And for lots of reasons, all sentimental. I always knew my mother was a swell person. Even as a kid, I knew what she went through for my sister Marion and me. But now that I have a baby of my own, ils different. Our baby has everything Ted and I can give her, but I still worry. One day the baby had a little upset and I fell completely apart. In the midst of the circus, in walks my mother, and looks at me with a kind of funny expression. All of a sudden, my mind flew back to the old days—Momma working at the factory for just about enough to keep a roof over our heads and food in our (Continued on page 111)

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eS i 54 Mi I’ve known Jane Powell since we were kids in Portland. I was older, but she was brighter, so it sort of evened up. Her name was Suzanne Burce, those days. We. went to a school called Beaumont, and we had nothing much on our minds most of the time. We didn’t even have much minds, most of the time. Certainly, Suzanne didn’t sit around plotting to be a great singer. She had a good, healthy life with her mother, who’s tiny, and curly-haired and simply darling, and her father, who has the gayest brown eyes you ever saw. Our big passion was ice cream sodas, but we still had our baby curves and we used.to look unhappily at the way our clothes fit. Or fat. Every day, we’d go to this soda fountain and stare the man straight in the eye and order one soda and two glasses of water, please. We got to be known as the “two-on-a-straw” kids. And then, one afternoon when she was thirteen, and we were batting around on a handball court, she an- nounced casually that this friend of her family’s was on a War Bond Committee. “They’re looking for a girl who can sing,” she said. “He thinks I might do.” She did, all right. The next thing we knew, Suzanne— or maybe I’d better call her Janie from now on—was the Oregon Victory Girl. And all of her friends went around looking smug, as if we’d had something to do with it. Janie snowballed into a national figure awfully fast. She had two radio shows in Portland, and she went on a tour of Oregon to sell bonds. I got a letter full of enthusiasm from her. It seemed she was riding through towns in fire trucks, with the siren going full blast, and you know how satisfactory a thing like that can be. When she wasn’t singing, or riding in a firetruck, she was eating four-inch steaks. That letter was insufferable. Four-inch steaks, and Portland hadn’t seen a cow since the war began. Obviously, patriotism was paying off. (Continued on page 128)

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Jane is a very good cook, claims author-friend Christopher Kane. But she'd rather sing on Sinatra's radio show or make wishes about. Cor- nel Wilde—like wishing he'd have a picture taken without his wife! Chris helped Jane's mother, Mrs. Bunce: wind up balls of wool for her daughter's hobby: knitting. Janie's just finished a pair of baby blue socks for herself. Her feet are so small, socks look like a child's. Jane has a whole drawerful of bathing suits, loaned a blue one to Chris and wore a pink two piece job. Now in The Birds And The Bees, Janie prefers pedal pushers and plaid eee” 2 ES ’ . shirts. to slacks. — 7 > Sy yw WHEN THEY WERE KIDS IN PORTLAND, JANE POWELL AND CHRISSIE SHARED SODAS TOGETHER. FOUR YEARS LATER, THEY MET IN HOLLYWOOD— AND SPLIT A MALTED TO CELEBRATE! By Christopher Kane

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I put my feet up in one corner of Joan Crawford’s dressing room, all ‘set.to pop that $64 question: When was she going to re-marry? And whom? The question never got out, drowned by the violent barking of an outraged dog just outside the door. I thought somebody’s Great Dane had broken loose on the studio lot and was assailing a passing profile. Butno. As the roar of airplane motors receded in the distance, a Cocker Spaniel puppy rushed in and tried to wiggle its way into Joan’s lap. “Honey Boy, you mad fool,” Joan exclaimed, “don’t you know you'll never win?” Honey Boy has an idea that he will some day get his teeth into the tail of a four-motored (Continued on page 64) On the set, Joan and producer Jerry Wald discuss the suit brought against her by a former mental patient. The woman has alleged that Joan. invaded her privacy to observe psychiatric treatment for her role in Possessed. é = eee, > aes Joan's newest romance is British Peter Shaw, former escort of Lana Turner. They had tongues wagging at Look Award party. So perhaps Greg Bautzer has bowed out of Joan's life. IUSI > b CCAUSC Graciousness comes from the heart, not from any stuffy books Sh CYS J on etiquette. And Joan Crawford’s got a king-size heart . . . @ By CARL SCHROEDER 6) ahh

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M@ It’s your own fault that you won't be seeing John Lund in Blaze of Noon. ~When he hit the MODERN SCREEN poll, Paramount yanked him. Why waste this new bonfire on a. picture loaded down with guys? Betty Hutton got him instead as the principal peril in Perils of Pauline. For the benefit of those unfortunates who missed To Each His Own, John Lund played Olivia De Havilland’s sweetheart and son. The footage was relatively brief, the impact was socko. As Captain Bart Cosgrove, he gave you a sense of mas- culine ease and authority more potent than dimples. When, as Greg, the son, he spoke that simple, scalp-tingling last line, “This is my dance, Mother,” you’d have loved to change places with Mother, agonies and all. That moment paid for the years, with some change left over. You MODERN SCREENers weren’t the only smart ones. There was, for instance, the phenomenon of the secretaries . . . Studio secretaries are immune to actors; they’ve been vaccinated. Naturally, you get an exception here and there, but the over-all attitude is healthy, skeptical and matter-of-fact. They like the good eggs, they dislike (Continued on page 66) Bet sal IN JOHN'S SCHOOL, A KID WHO WAS YOUNGER THAN THE OTHERS, : READ BOOKS, AND KNEW THE RIGHT ANSWERS, WAS A SISSY. SO JOHN HAD TO BE TWICE AS TOUGH! (PART ONE) By Ida Zeitlin Ge ee : wae east Wife Marie taught him about realism for Theater Guild's Time Of Your Lif radio show. For the scene where he had to talk and chew 14 sticks of gum at same time, she suggested John (in Perils of Patline) hold a wad ready. |

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Voted Queen of Chicago's B. & K. Theaters, at their annual employees’ party, Miss Marianne Russell gets crowned by Diana Lynn. Chicago showed off for her, Diana in- sists, giving her a display of all kinds of weather, from springtime to snowtime. || : @ Stars look forward’ to personal appearance tours about the way the kids look forward to mid-year exams—-with teeth on edge and hearts of stone. “Darling,” everyone told Diana Lynn as she packed her bags for her Chicago junket, “it will be strictly awful. You will emerge a blithering wreck. ‘You will abso- lutely die.” And now it’s all over, and Diana’s almost ashamed to ad- mit it, but she actually gained a little weight; she never felt better in her life;. she loved it! Eileen Horn, her secretary and good friend, has an explanation for it. “It’s Chicago,” she told Diana. “You: couldn’t possibly blither in Chicago. It’s too magnificent.” Their visit got off to a good start. It was snowing the day they ar- rived, and the, wind piled the snow into great drifts and flung handfuls of it into their sun-kissed faces. Waiting for a cab, Eileen hopped from one foot to the other to keep warm, but Diana sort of leaned into the wind, ‘letting her hair ‘blow. “You look positively pleased,” Eileen accused her. “Why, I am,” Diana said, a little surprised, herself. “I really am.” The Chicago Theater where Diana appeared is perfectly enormous, and when she first saw it she very nearly swooned. “Look,” she told Nate Platt, the theater manager, “there’s been a mistake. I’m not a real pianist or anything. I just play a few little pieces, and I don’t play very loud. If there was a smaller place—an auditorium or some- thing—” “We have a fairly modern public address system, Miss Lynn,” she was informed. “Frank Sinatra sang here, and they heard him way up in the last balcony.” The day she opened, the place looked even bigger, and just before i she went on, she stood in the wings i with Eileen and shook. Eileen put | a clammy (Continued on page 114) "Hi-Shoppers"—that's the name of a newspaper feature devoted to Chicago's teen- I agers. Editors held a contest, the subject of which was "Why, I'd Like -To Meet} Diana Lynn.’ Here winners and editors swoop down on Diana in her dressing room. |

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Before their separation, Greer Garson and Richard Ney attended many Hollywood parties. Richard's completing his role in Ivy, and plans a long European tour afterwards. He's still upset over Greer's near-drowning at Monterey while making A Woman Of My Own. @ When I first heard the news of the crack-up of Greer Garson’s marriage, I was reminded of the evening Hollywood threw the big dinner in honor of the first showing of It’s a Wonderful Life. Greer was so beautiful that night, and happy. And I think I’ve never seen a young man so completely in love as Richard. He could speak freely and from the heart because he so little suspected that the dashing of his hopes lay just around the ‘corner. ; “Valerie, I can’t visualize a future for myself without Greer,” he said earnestly. “She’s the only woman in the world for me!” What has happened to this, the latest “perfect Hollywood marriage,” to wreck itself in shoal waters? I wish I could have got Dick or Greer to answer this question for the readers Laughing on the outside, crying on the inside—that's the way Richard Ney feels. Because deep down he still thinks Greer Garson’s the only one oe By VALERIE SLOAN Special Reporter for Modern Screen of MopeRN ScREEN. But as soon as Greer reached her decision to separate from Richard she tore herself out of Hollywood and went into the strictest | seclusion at her home in Pebble Beach. — And Richard sealed his lips like the gentleman he is. This. much is clear. Richard had left | home ten days before the outside world or even his closest friends suspected it. | He went to the (Continued on page 136) |

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JUST BECAUSE SHE'S JOAN—By Carl Sch Constellation as it gains altitude over the studio. Honey Boy doesn’t bother about the two-motor jobs, but his back hair curls when he hears Connie warming up over at Lockheed. “Personally,” Joan said, “I'll always be a Dachshund woman, and Honey Boy was not my choice of a name for this hys- terical little sweetheart—Christina insisted on the name and the breed, too. I’ll con- fess, though, that I can see now why she wanted one so badly.” TIve seen a good deal of Joan when she is around her children. As a male parent, I thought she was a little overboard on the subject of perfect manners. But I must admit she makes a good case for her side. “Personally,” she said, “I think nothing is more important than discipline of the right kind. We have an understanding around our house that when anyone. is talking on the telephone, people in the same room are quiet. I had an important call one morning and in the midst of it my two angels dropped their haloes and began to yell at each other. When I hung up, I gave them whatfor. Then I took Christopher, who is just four, on my lap for a session of hugging, because I don’t think any child should be disciplined without being left with the idea that you love him very much.” Discipline or no discipline, Joan, in my book, is a sucker for other people. She is an habitué of a restaurant on the Sunset Strip known as The Cock ’n’ Bull, an English type pub, frequented largely by journalists who are both in and out of work. She appears there so frequently that she is accepted as a regular by the customers who consider themselves a part of the management. One day, while on the way to her table, she said hello to a fem- iInine writer who was sipping a cocktail and- mulling over a personal problem. The writer looked up, mumbled “Lo,” and went back to her mulling. About six weeks later, she bumped into Joan at a party. Joan said, “Tell me, have I done any- thing to offend you?” a . _ ee ee SO ae y . (Continued from page 57) The writer was astonished. “Of course not, why?” she asked. “Now I feel better,’ Joan said. “When I passed you a few weeks ago at the C & B, I thought you were a little abrupt, and it’s been worrying me.” . One night, not long ago, I had occasion to put Joan’s association with people under a microscope. I had been on a howler with Mr. and Mrs. Bob Preston, a howler being my word invention for a lot of evening. I was convinced, as we left Mocambo some time after midnight, that I had to go swimming. After the Prestons tossed me at a towel and poured a black cup of coffee, we fell to talking about their house on North Bristol. I asked whether the next door neighbor was likely to complain about odd-hour athletes who made so much noise in the middle of the night. Kay Preston said, “Oh, no—Joan Craw- ford is our ideal neighbor!” Then Bob Preston, who never throws a punch or a remark unless he means it, said, “You know why I like Joan? The night of the Academy Awards, Kay and-I listened over the radio. When we heard that Joan had won, Kay scribbled a little note and I took it out and put same in Joan’s mail box. Next afternoon when I picked up our mail, I found a note in re- turn. It said: ‘Thanks, neighbors, for com- pleting my happiness!” Some volunteer is always “completing” Joan’s happiness. Cameraman Joe Valen- tine and his crew were assigned to do Possessed, Joan’s current picture. For the first few days, the simple chalk marks which were scrawled on the sound stage floor, indicating that Joan was to put her feet there in order to be in proper focus, were as efficiently drawn as ever. Abruptly, the chalk marks disappeared. One morning Joan found a drawing of a boy and girl holding hands. Thereafter there was an original idea every day, the last of which was a pair of hearts and the words, “We love you!” Joan can count the day bleak when she fails to receive or send a couple of notes. MODERN SCREEN “May we have the windows closed, please?” _ good word for Joan—terrific. _ roeder = ( One day while we were lunching in the Green Room at Warners, Joan looked up from her plate of fried chicken to exclaim, “That girl over there—who is she?” I glanced around. .Four tables away sat an almost chubby blonde girl, wearing glasses and the look of a seventeen-year- old. “Somebody’s movie fan, I guess.” _ “No,” Joan replied, “I’ve seen her some where before—and not around Holly: wood.” In another moment she had the’ answer. The girl was Bambi Lynn, a stand: out performer in Carousel. Joan remem bered that on her last trip to New Yor. she had seen the musical and was s impressed with Bambi that she wrote a a fan letter. Now Bambi had arrived i Hollywood and at Warners to test for 1 important picture. When I saw her later she told me that Joan’s note had given her the confidence she needed. ae for the love of mike. . . ; Speaking of confidence, I asked Joan why she didn’t appear more often on the radio. She by-passed the question, but a prominent radio producer supplied the answer. “Some of our finest actors,” he} said, “have difficulty in achieving a relaxed approach. Fear of not doing a good job over the microphone is not an uncommon malady. Joan is rapidly surmounting her phobia, but she likes to have a chair handy so that she can grip the back of it between ines.” Baas $ Actually, though, Joan can rise to any occasion. I discussed Joan’s superior ability to concentrate on the business at hand with Herschel Daugherty, an actor-director from the famed Community Playhouse in Pasadena. Hersch is just beginning his screen career and confessed that he had never seen anything like Joan in Possessed. “There is a scene in the picture,” Hers told me, “in which Joan goes mad loses control in an animalistic sort of way. Obviously, it was extremely difficult to do without over- or under-playing ano losing the complete meaning. It couldn be done, except by someone who is really great—a star who could combine technique with heart and soul and belief. sre “We started work early in the mornin Everyone knew that Joan had been wo rying about this scene for a week. The was no rehearsal. We simply roughed the scene. Joan was in a hospital bed, 2 the camera moved in above her on a cra When she took her place, it was as quieé as grass growing on the set. A tear trickled from the corner of one eye. She} nodded her head, and director Bernharg called, ‘Roll ’em!’ “Joan began to babble incoherently, then ad libbing, she screamed, ‘David—David>4 I killed him!’ The camera crane came Ft close as two actor-doctors bent over td administer a prop hypodermic, and the scene concluded. There was a crop Of goosepimples blossoming under my colla and I saw several girls on the set cryi openly. Joan’s hysteria seemed almost to be out of control. She was helped from the bed and to her dressing room. p “Then minutes later she reappeared, sub dued but smiling a little ruefully. Directos Bernhardt said, ‘All right, let’s do it agait a Joan, with just a little less emphasis.’ Shé didn’t bat an eyelash, but climbed back into bed and repeated the same scene v th : just a slight undertone of restraint. hq telling of it can’t possibly be as dramati@ as the actual occurrence—to employ overused word, she was terrific.” That's i n d ‘ S a

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over the table-top. “Fellow citizens,” he began, and the cameras popped. The early editions were out before he got home. “Mrs. Lund, Mrs. Lund,” shrieked the little girl next door. “There’s a picture of John in the paper with a dirty old sweater on and his mouth open.” is plunge from glory into shame may have had some bearing on John’s sudden revolt against organized authority. A more potent influence was society—the society, that is, of his peers. He was 10 in a class where the others were 12 and 13. Being 10 was sissy. Reading books was sissy. Know- ing the right answer was sissy. John wanted in. The shining goal was to be a toughie. The heaviest cross he had to bear was his age. He’d have died before admitting to less than 13. In class, he’d give wrong answers deliberately, go out of his way to prove how dumb he was. All this paid off in 9A, when he was not merely left back, but demoted. John Lund was now definitely recognized as one of the elect—an honor which bore him se- renely through the storm at home. By the time he was 14, he’d been thrown out of three grammar schools and as many high schools. To study was against the code. To pass an examination, you copied. It all ended inevitably one day when he announced defiantly to the family: “T'm quittin’ school.” - They couldn’t budge him. This was still the Red Grange era. Thanks to the Gal- loping Ghost and his ice-wagon, manual labor lay bathed in radiance. Anyway, working was more hard-boiled than school. What’s more, teachers were dopes. “You're a dope,” said Ole. “I wanted to go to school and couldn’t.” jack of all trades ... His mother drew dark pictures of doom. Even Louise was against him, but he went _ his way. For two years he worked at odd jobs, learned to shoot an indifferent game of billiards, and got hep to the joys of staying up late. Being a clean-cut young fellow, he didn’t have much trouble finding work, He lasted longest as a pattern-chaser in a clothing factory. The boss was inclined to bully him at first, but one day John turned on him. “Go to blazes, will you?” he remarked conversationally. “What's that?” Ge “Go to blazes, will you? At your con- venience, of course.” From then on he was left to his chores in peace till the truant board caught up with him. On quitting school, he’d neg- lected one small formality—to register for continuation classes. Faced now with the choice of making up his time at night, or finishing it out at regular school till his seventeenth birthday, he picked the latter and speedier course, and took revenge by making a nuisance of himself. If the ques- tion was, “How old is Charlie?” a voice from the rear would boom, “Old enough to know better.” With such pleasantries he managed to pass the time, and everyone was relieved to see the last of him. After that, he jerked sodas, worked on farms, dug ditches, collected bills and left adolescence behind for his early twen- ties. Al Sweeting, a friend, who'd been working with stock companies in and around Rochester, joined a newly formed dramatic club to direct a production of Waiting for Lefty. He needed more actors. He new John had a loud voice. “Come on in with us. You can play Keller. Leader of the strike block. Good part.” “And. you can go fly a kite.” “Nothing to it, John. Like a school play. You must’ve acted in school plays.” “Not so much as The-Spirit-of-Clean- switching to 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 © 1947, The Pharma-Craft Corporation, Inc. ee tee Eres and. be ot, Owe See For yourself WAY More and Switching te resh—the poy cream deodorant they find the most effective and so gentle CREAM DEODORANT STOPS PERSPIRATION FRESH is approved by the American Medical Association for advertising in their publications.

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Sa . BE 7 IT fs See See o_o se |B we 7 a RSI NRO = | Teeth in a pageant.” Beige’ e tpneanege! “Well then, do it to help me ov " re This went on for four weeks, zi John saying yes on Monday and no on Tuesday. In the end he gave in. On opening night he climbed into his oldest and most dis- reputable clothes, slipped a flaskful of martinis into his pocket and prepared to slink from the house. “Where you going in that po Bl asked his mother. “Gonna be in a play.” “Not in those filthy clothes you're not. Go put on your new suit.” “Tm a cabdriver on strike, Mom. The guy hasn’t smelled a new suit in thirteen years.” There was quite an argument. He left . her moaning, “In front of all those people! What’ll they think of us!” Without the martinis, it would have been impossible. With them, it was a night- mare. But once he’d come through it and out at the other end, he decided it hadn’t been so bad. “That’s good,” said Al. “We’ve been asked to do a repeat in Buffale.” They did it in several surrounding towns. Result: a bid from a bunch of college kids who’d started a stock com- pany and craved Mr. Lund as their lead- ing man. It was the kind of outfit whose 19-year-old press agent popped a cigar in his mouth, stuck a hat on the back of his head and—to retrieve the balance—talked British. Sac * Paid $12 a week, John earned every ; penny. They opened with Ibsen’s Doll’s House and closed soon after. John profited to the extent of a call from the Com-— munity Playhouse and allied himself with that organization. It was a pleasant social endeavor and coddled your vanity, but didn’t pay your bills. John*continued to thrust feelers into industry—more with the brain now and less with the brawn, though he could still dig ditches when he had to. “Here a sewer, there a sewer,” he recalls. Did he want to be an actor? It was like asking, did he want to be a pearlfisher? Both pipedreams that had nothing to do with the workaday Lunds of a workaday world. He moved to New York to go into the circular ad business—a minor branch of advertising that he’d tried with some suc- cess in Rochester. But by the time he’d scraped a few dollars together and landed in Manhattan, the guy he was supposed to go in with had another job. John looked the place over and decided to stay anyway. Perfume portrait by Aad ey Buller He stuck some ads in the trade papers, got : a few answers, and wrote enough copy to keep body and soul together. -Poetic Dream— a tender floral blend ; i've been workin’ on the railroad . . . sings of sheer enchantment Meantime he’d run into Joe Bassett, an- other Rochester alumnus, with whom he was presently sharing an apartment. From the Flushing dumps, the World’s Fair was - about to blossom. Joe nailed a job as stage manager for the Railroad Pageant, and what was simpler than to ring in his housemate as one of the actors. With John, it was Waiting for Lefty all over again. On the one hand, circular ads were opening up. On the other, he’d be sure of a small but regular income. Still, he’d settled on some form of writing as a trade. Shoemaker, stick to your last. At next to the last minute, a change of heart sent him hiking over to Grand Cen- tral where the show was rehearsing. s That first season with ‘the Railroad Pageant cooked his goose. Meeting show people, learning their jargon, getting the feel of the theater from its outermost fringes where he dangled, he was caught up once and for all in the magic of show business. «68 Sesame _ SSRs ae ee fsaanes One day he and his new crowd were “POETIC DREAM” REG. U.S, PAT. OFF. BY LEIGH PERFUMES, A DIVISION OF SHULTON, NEW YORK

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hanging ‘round Walgreen’s, when word came by the grapevine that Shumlin had a call out. John let the tide carry him. The line was so long, it made you feel anony- mous, and staying was more conspicuous than leaving. They moved fast—up the stairs, along the hall, through the door and into the room where Shumlin leaned against a desk and said—wearily, but courteously— “No, thank you.” John felt a sense of achievement. A Broadway pro- ducer had said, “No, thank you,” to him. (Shortly after the opening of Hasty Heart, Shumlin called John’s agent. “I want a Lund type,” he said. Such are the satis- factions of success.) The second encounter was even more accidental. John bumped into Joe on the street; Joe had an appointment at the Theatre Guild; John went along to kill an hour. He was sitting there, minding his own business, when the executive-in- charge appeared from the inner fastnesses, sort of looked around, sort of nodded to people she recognized, and brought her eyes to rest on John in a kind of glazed stare. He stirred uneasily. “What’s your name?” she asked. He couldn’t say, “I’m waiting for Joey;” -it sounded foolish. For a second it looked as if he couldn’t say anything. Then he pushed it out. “John Lund.” “Oh yes, I’ve heard of you. What have you done again?” “Uh—nothing much—” “Oh, yes.” If she’d had a beard; here’s where she would have stroked it. “Will you stand up, please?” The target of fifteen pairs of eyes, he stood up. “Mmm. Wil! you turn around, please?” “And as God is my judge,” he groaned, telling the story to Joe, “I turned around.” “Then what?” come back thursday... “Then she said to come back and see her next Thursday.” On Thursday the lady said “Oh, yes” again, but more vaguely.’ “Would you come back next Thursday?” He went back four Thursdays running, by which time the lady’d forgotten who he was. “Oh, yes,” she said. “That part is Casts) Es Thus encouraged, he registered at Fea- gin’s Dramatic School. One day a fellow asked him how he felt about Shakespeare. “He sends me.” “That’s what I thought. I just got a job stage managing As You Like It. Alfred Des and Helen Craig. Come on over and read.” They hired him to understudy Drake. While Drake remained in good health, John was to wear tights, say “Ho, who comes?” and carry a stool after the wrestling match. On learning that they didn’t rehearse understudies till the run had started, his delight ebbed. Drake could drop dead on opening night and it wouldn’t do him any good, they’d just ring down the curtain. Came summer and the World’s Fair again. And a party. And a girl... . A guy named Arthur invited them to the party. It was a party with a purpose. Bunch of kids in ‘the theater wanted to form a little dramatic group to keep their hands in. Bassett and Lund were through with little dramatic groups, but sure, they'd come to the party. - It was Arthur again who introduced them to the girl. Marie Charton. Tall, dark and slender, with creamy skin and a child’s hazel eyes in the lovely oval of her face. The general effect was best described by a friend who said: “When Marie walks into a room, people fall down.” Marie had a phone call to make in the course of the evening—rather a personal Delicious to kiss . . . skin that’s satin-smooth with Jergens Face Cream. Enriched with Vitone! Unsurpassed as a dry-skin smoother, Vitone is exclusive with Jergens Cream. Tests by doctors show: with Jergens, 8 out of 10 complexions improved . . . “Skins softer, fresher, smoother.” All-Purpose...plusVitone Works like four creams. Jergens Vitone-enriched Face Cream is vour “beauty-all” in one jar. It softens ...cleanses... helps smooth tiny lines of dry-skin...acts as clinging powder-base. Contains Vitone, yet costs no more than other fine creams. 10c to $1.25. (Plus tax) VITONE: special Dry-Skin “Smoother” in L JERGENS FACE CREAM Ce evecereconvoece Prove to yourself at our expense what Vitone can do for your skin! Please send me generous trial-size, free, of Jergens Vitone-enriched Face Cream. MAIL TO: Box 57, Cincinnati 14, Ohio Dept. 418 Name Sea aNe gua ees Ad dregs) ia 5 Ee aad rte Ube lie Cilg SESE aa Sie eM ee Se (Paste on penny postcard, if you wish. Sorry, sample offer good in U.S.A. only.) 69

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THE ADVENTURES OF GLENN LANGAN (Continued from page 50) churchgoer. He knew what a son ought to be: diligent, ambitious, a good Boy Scout and a good churchgoer. He felt that Glenn had fulfilled these expectations to the let- ter and that, by way of reward, he should be allowed certain liberties. It was with good will, then, that Mr. Langan surrendered the keys to the family Maxwell sedan to his son, Saturday night after Saturday night, during the following year. Until, one midnight, Glenn found his father waiting up for hi “Son, I'd like a word with you.” There was something wrong. A girl named Irma Wilkins. A nice girl, too, but Glenn’s father just didn’t like her family. “T don’t want you to see her again,” said Father Langan. “You might stay serious about her. You might want to marry her in a couple-three years.” “What if I do?” “There'll be no one from that family brought into my home.” . A few minutes later Glenn left by the front door and started walking. — It was 1932. He sat on a bench in a Den- ver park, reading meager want ads in the Post by early morning light. “Wanted,” one of them said, “asst. stage manager for tent show. Denver to Albuquerque, and return. Apply—” He found Ted Grant, entrepreneur, thes- pian, showman, in a walkup room. Ted Grant had a lot of hair at the nape of his neck, an open Barrymore collar, and the brightest Ascot Glenn had ever seen. “What can you do?” Ted asked, speaking around his cigar. «< Anything.” “In that event, you’re hired. As a mat- ter of fact, you’ll be my partner if you’ve any money. Have you?” “No.” “You’re my partner anyway. Half the profits.” _ “Td rather have a salary till I find out what the profits are.” - “Oh ye of little faith,” said Ted, register- ing agony. “All right, a salary. Can you leave tomorrow?” “T can leave this minute.” “T see,” Ted said, registering affectionate joy, “that we shall get on together—pard- ner.” prestige, but no pay... As a matter of record, he did pay Glenn a salary. For one week. For the next fifty weeks he handed Glenn an occasional half dollar, when pressed. Glenn drove the truck, set up the tent, handled the heavy work, and played half the roles in a skit designed for small town audiences. Ted played six other roles, including the lead. And it was 1933, and he was now six- teen, and he walked into the parlor of the little house in Berkeley Gardens, saying, “lve come home.” : “We're glad,” his mother said, simply. “But only out of desperation.” He straightened himself, banging his head against the white chandelier. “I’m an actor,’ he declared. “It’s my life.” Glenn hung around home for awhile, getting a bit of dramatic coaching, holding down odd jobs. Then he met Dolores Miller. Dolores dropped by his dramatic school one day, to say hello to the gang, and remained to look at—and get to know—Glenn Langan. She was thirty-eight, and her hair would | never see its natural color again, but she had the figure of a sylph, the facial bone WOODBURY DNS A says BARBARA BRITTON co-starring with Randolph Scott in “Gunfighters” a Preducers’-Actors’ Production \ “In Hollywood, a girl’s skin has to be on-the-glow! I'm always cleansing fresh with Woodbury Cold : iW) Cream! It’s different—so quick ’n’ clean-cleansing— = make-up whisks away —and skin’s fresh-lovely!” heal ° Know why. Barbara? Four rich oils in Woodbury— deep cleansing oils float out dirt, powder, rouge. CO" Try it, girls, for that “Always-Fresh Look!” WOODBURY CLEAMSES, SOFTENS SMOoTMS COLD CREAM Dream-lovely Barbara—dining with husband Dr. Eugene Czukor. “After the studio—my Woodbury cream cleansing! So smo-o-thing...my skin blooms afresh!” Reason?’ Woodbury’s rich softening oils! Try Woodbury Cold Cream for cleansing fresh. for softening all-night. Keep skin Woodbury-Wonderful! “DRY SKIN. First, cleanse with WOODBURY COLD CREAM. Soften CREAMS with WOODBURY Special DRY SKIN CREAM — rich in lanolin’s FOR beautifying benefits. Skin looks fresher, younger! PROBLEM OILY SKIN. Cleanse with WOODBURY Liquefying CLEANSING _ CREAM. If melts — takes off surface oils, grime, for clearer skin! eat ertoarmaenenmsiiaias caalertwrmeenaiies SA TR

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structure of a fallen angel; and Max Factor had the rest under control. “Come with me,” Dolores said one day. “T can get us booking, even if it is 1936. With my figure, and what you’ve got—you can play straight man to my strip tease, and we'll do the sticks.” When he and Dolores finally parted com- pany, he owned a train ticket to New York, $168 in folding money, a small wardrobe and incredible brass. The $168 he lost in a hectic half hour at craps with the depot porters, while awaiting his train; the ticket he exchanged for a Greyhound bus pas- sage, with $15 left over. Three dollars and forty-eight cents of this still remained in his pocket when he arrived in New York. Several months later, Glenn stood in his shorts before the miniature stationary tub in his third-floor-back 47th Street tene- ment apartment, scrubbed earnestly at his two white shirts, and reflected upon his first months in New York. In the beginning there had been the job at the Automat, washing dishes for three squares a day. He had lived in Sloan House, on 34th Street then. He had also met Lucien Self, stage manager for Swing Your Lady at the Booth Theater, and Lucien had said, “Ill give you a walk-on. One buck a performance. That’s $8 a week. Want it?” share-the-wealth .. . On this munificence, Glenn had moved to this flat, which he shared with a well- to-do family of cockroaches. Swing Your Lady had closed, unlament- ed; Glenn had had about $10. It had not been enough. There had been the day when Glenn stepped off a penny scale that registered 155 pounds for his long, big- boned body, and had walked three blocks to the Astor and passed completely out in front of it. ; Someday, God willing, he would learn the name of the old gentleman who had come along, fended off the police with his walking stick, remarked, “He isn’t drunk. He’s hungry,” and had sent him in a cab to the Polyclinic -Hospital. They’d fed him up there, for a week, all expenses paid by the little old guy; then, on the way home in the subway, he’d struck up a conversation with another chap who, by virtue of also being 6’ 4” tall, was the only face on a level with his. John Collier, Roxy Doorman. The Roxy hired you if you were taller than anybody else in: New York, and had manner, and could wear your uniform like a Colonel in the White Russian Army. “Hell,” Col- lier had said. “Maybe there'll be another opening. I'll speak to the big boys.” But there hadn’t been... Someone, Glenn realized suddenly, was knocking. He stripped the suds from his hands, and went to the door. Collier stood there, grinning. He had a girl with him. “Ouch!” Glenn said. He made an undig- nified retreat to the bedroom, emerging after a moment in a sweater and a pair of pants.. This time he looked at the girl. Really looked at her. “Tucille Weston,’ Collier said. “Show girl. Dancer. Lately of Long Island. A girl i ina million. The point is, lay off, you bum.” Glenn didn’t answer. He was too busy taking stock of the only girl he had ever met whom he would like to marry. His eyes, although he did not intend them to, said this to her; and her eyes, in recogni- tion, were ready with his answer... The next day one of the Roxy doormen quit, and, on Collier’s recommendation, Glenn got the job. Highteen bucks a week. “This is the deal,” Collier told him, glee- 72 fully. “You move in with me in that place I told you about. Thirty-eight a month, SEES Fes ee en & seo uptown, and a ince! Okay?” “You're talking now, boy,” Glenn oe But his mind was saying, “She makes $60 a week. You get $18, you big dope.” “You want to move this week?” Collier asked. “We could be settled by Saturday and throw a party.” “All right. You'll bring Lou?” “Of course.” They were not really finished with the apartment before eleven Saturday night, and no one could come around until the theaters closed anyway. The party was a post-midnight supper, with seemingly limitless quantities of beer, and over- seasoned Welsh rarebit. Neither Glenn rior Lou paid proper attention to their food. They did not look at each other during the party, and when of necessity they spoke, it was in monosyllables, brisk and self-conscious half-sentences. At three-thirty the beer ran out. Glenn departed, returning half an hour ~ later with a heavy load. Lou opened the door. They stood facing each other, smil- ing a little. Suddenly he put the bottles down on the hall table. .He reached out’ and touched her shoulder, very lightly, with the tips of his fingers. She stepped forward, deliberately, not smiling any more. Collier found them there, a minute later. He said, “Hey!” He had to say it twice . They told him then. There was no alter- native. “These things happen,” Glenn said helplessly, hating the cliché which was the only thing to say; and, “We tried. It wasn’t any use “Sure,” Collier said. White-faced, he walked past them to the door, closing it very softly after him. ‘Tl wait for you, of course,” Lou said. He had been offered the juvenile lead in a Denver production of Ah Wilderness, and it had looked like something to do, and he had gone to Denver, and played the juve- nile lead, and an agent—fresh from Holly- wood—had visited him backstage, saying, “Tf you'll come to Hollywood Tl do this, and thus, and whatever. . . . SO you see it’s the only answer,” Glenn had explained to Lucille. “If ’m ever going to amount to anything, be able to support you, Ill have to hit the movies.’ “T’ll wait,” Lou said. brush-off ... He went to Hollywood. He languished two months before the agent’s secretary at last said that he was in; then the great man said, “Who? I beg your pardon— who? Well, yes. Denver. Yes. Uh... Do you remember when this was? Oh, yes. Uh—if you'll give me a ring one of these days... So Glenn went to Bene, Duffy, then conducting a school of the drama, and talked himself into a scholarship which paid $1 a day plus tuition. There was a bed on the roof. After the first week, Duffy, who was a thrifty man, fired his janitor. With Glenn on the premises, the janitor was no longer needed. ‘fm doing very well,” Glenn wrote ' Lou. “I’m working with the Henry Duffy Players—you must have heard of them— and I’ve a penthouse atop a theater, and a salary that makes sense. It won’t be long now.” “It isn’t going to be bong at all,” she wrote back. “If you’re doing that well we needn’t wait any longer. Meet the Chief on Tuesday.” She had already left New York by the time his frantic wire was delivered to her address. . “So all right,” she said, when she dis- covered to what extent his pride had Sn ar ee be eS aa ee Se ee ivi Onidied har “We can’t get marr b I’m staying here. Somethings mm up.” But nothing did turn up. Lou one day, “Why don’t we get married anyway?” “On ten bucks?” “On ten cents,” she said. “Haven’t you heard preachers are notoriously not very bright about money?” They had four dollars left when they walked out of the minister’s house, hus- band and wife. With a little luck, they finally “made enough money to take them back to New York. They were living at the Van Cort- landt when Glenn first felt the sharp, knife-like pain in his chest. They called the hotel doctor, who said, “Worst heart I’ve heard in twenty years. Call his par- ents. It may not, of course, be fatal. ” “Well, this licks me,” Glenn said. “I’m in my twenties, and I’ve got a heart like that. Why try?” Lou called her father, in Long Island. He sent over a specialist, routed out of a poker game. He listened to Glenn’s chest. “Damn!” said the specialist. “Pleurisy. Best heart in the world. Tape him up. Good as new in a week. Damn!” But there wasn’t any luck left, after that. Nor any money. One day the Van Cortlandt’s manager said, “You can go but only with what you’ve got on your backs. I keep the rest.” “After all,” Glenn told Lou next day,. “Horatio Alger didn’t write us. We don’t have to play by the rules all the time. I think we need a boost. Shall we just relax, and call your father, and ask him to send us a check?” “Okay,” she said, laughing suddenly. “I'll take you up on that.” And a few minutes later she said, into the phone, “Dad? Look, we're in a spot. Want to help?” Sometimes, when at last you break the pattern and do something that isn’t cricket, you startle your personal Fates into fixing you up. Maybe they are grateful for a good laugh. Anyway . A man with the improbable name of Harry Wagstaff Gribble signed Glenn almost immediately thereafter to do a play called Johnny Belinda, which ran for ten months; he played with Luise Rainer in A Kiss for Cinderella. 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OS Ta fe ig —_ - —— Sion ace Re caesarean eee es SNR Vey PTET UR BRET! LETTER FROM © Dear You: We're feeling like strawberries and cream and big shady hats, and the cool, awninged feeling you get in soda fountains, and the creak of a porch swing, and the small pleasurable thrill of hearing people say: "It's going to be a scorcher." In short, we feel like summer. We |. always do, the minute we take off our Easter bonnet—even if we haven't so much as spied.a robin. ~ _ Because we've observed that once spring comes, .warm weather is just a matter of waking up suddenly one morning and thinking —'‘'wish | had something cool to wear!'' So, naturally, we're preparing ‘you ahead of time for the hot spell, with the most spellbinding fashions we can find. (We hope that you don't need to _be reminded that the prices have our usual tender regard for your budget!) _ Isn't cotton wonderful? What: makes you feel so pretty and so feminine? What's crisper? What's cooler? What can you dunk so blithely in suds—and press so quickly back to fragrant fresh- ness? Can't help it—love that cotton! Love the cottons we've selected for you in this issue, too. We drooled over the terrific striped number Donna Reed wears on the color picture—and so did everyone else who saw it, including the photographer—and he's hard to im- press, Then those slick little suits Donna and her sister Heidi wear on pages 74 and 75! They're our idea of what you’d like to wear when the thermometer zooms. And that's only the beginning! Start- ing on page 76, Arleen Whelan models for you a terrific little navy linen-like number—plus a wonderful checked hat and bag, plus—well, see for yourself. ‘And oh, yes, we want to thank you again for your letters—we love ‘em. But here's a little thing: we'd appreci- _ ate it if yeu wouldn't enclose actual cash (might get lost)—and if you wouldn't order our fashions C.O.D. That C.O.D. stuff is too complicated for us to handle. But if you write us for the name of a store in or near your city— either we or the designer will write you pronto and tell you where you can ac- tually try on the fashion. Or you can. order by mail, enclosing check or money order, from one of the stores listed as. featuring the fashion. OK? And thanks for remembering. Yours for a well dressed summer, ieee oc .Conpie: Bartel,. DE TOE oo ae rae | abe oN ey ae iS Se Write for name of your local shop... | ay Cane! de gk\ G\t nie DIAMONDS ARE TRUMPS... in Doris Dodson’s beguiling Zephyr Gingham tunic dress, “Sophisticated Summer.”’ You'll love the smart saw tooth edging and beautifully colored checks, designed exclusively for Doris Dodson. Pink and grey, yellow a and grey or blue and grey. Sizes i! 9 to 15. About $11.00. odsor yunro® Doris Dodson, St. Louis 1, Missouri

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“THE CHURCH VS. SELZNICK (Continued from page 27) a publication of the Catholic archdiocese of Los Angeles, Not long after that, Arch- bishop Cantwell of Los Angeles agreed that no Catholic could see Duel with a clear conscience until it had been given a rating by the Legion of Decency. Selznick was stunned. He had worked slosely with the Production Code Adminis- tration and the Motion Picture Association of America throughout the filming, and his picture had received the purity seal from Joseph Breen—a devout Catholic and for- mer secretary to the president of Fordham University—without question. Now, sud- denly, it was in ill-repute. Catholic so- cieties and sodalities were campaigning against it. There developed overnight a completely false impression that the film had actually been b: Is the Church as “plame for this ‘errific furore? eh aeally no. She is the guardian of the morals of her people. Then is David Selznick to blame? Again an amphatic no. His job is to provide enter- tainment for the world, under the sup- posedly adequate supervision of the Pro- duction Code Administration. Both the Church and Selznick have done their jobs | \well. The trouble is that there are too many ‘sensors, and the right hand apparently | does not know what the left is doing. ft A way must be found to reconcile the | gion of Decency and all other large cen- | sorship groups with the Production Code | Administration, so that they are able to | work together rather than against each |other. If this were accomplished, a pro- ducer—having once achieved a purity seal | could consider his work finished and well-done. He could put his heart and soul nto the next job at hand. If such a merger is not accomplished, producers will grow increasingly fearful of investing large sums fe money and months of labor in their ‘Glms, having no guarantee that some dowertul group outside the industry won’t 2ondemn the production. Film fare will be- |Gome ever more watered, more childish in scope. The movies as a real medium for artistic expression will no longer exist. And the people in the movie industry won’t be only ones to suffer. You and I will suf- 7er. The Church—whose cause has been furthered by such beautiful films as The Bells of St. Mary's, The Song of Berna- e, and many others—will suffer ,_ We, who have faith in the future of mo- don -pictures, plead for a closer -under- ‘standing between the Church and the in- dustry, both of which exist only to serve e people. We are raising our voices in aise of a centralization of authority ong movie censorship boards. We would like to see this accomplished soon—so that 1 in the Sun may be the last duel een the movies and the Church. I JUNE ISSUE J is for June is for June. That’s | a riddle, son—but we’re not | going to make you wait a whole month for the happy solution. We're passing the good word | along right now that the June issue of MODERN SCREEN will be the one with the pret- tiest cover, the one with pretty June Haver on it. On your Bx belies sae 13th. smart and —/ practical. summer - frocks with washable Trade Mork “ution thal more Than buttons” ; And it’s So thrifty, too, to make your summer outfits ‘in tubbable fabrics, with wonderfully washable Costumakers giving that ‘‘custom-made’’ look! Choose from the © “Stretch Your Fashion Doliar With Costumakers.’’ © ei LIDZ BROTHERS, INC. ‘tits tide and Summer, there’s nothing quite <e these fine Trimfit mercerized » otton ribbed anklets for all your ; activities. Wear them straight up pane or cuffed. eee 8 iors to "match every out é ‘ About 59c Others 35c to $1.00 At good stores everywhere. For one nearest you, write: TRIMFIT, EMPIRE STATE BUILDING, NEW YORK 1, N.Y. — farge selection of Costumakers at your favorite chain store — at only 18¢ and 25c a card. FREE: New fashion ideas! Write for ~ LOOK FOR THESE CARDS AT YOUR FAVORITE STORE Dept. W1, 250 West 36th Street, New Yous 18 There's new beauty in Bias- Cup, the bra whose patented feature holds your breasts gently but firmly in place... prevents shoulder straps from slipping. In individualized cup depths at better stores. Write for NEW Beauly Hint Booklet Made by DEPT. 3D BRASSIERES 358 Fifth Ave., New York] #U. S. PAT. NO. 2267595 Ots the FE wn the Cop tats Cot

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t ee ee ee ¥ 2 ee ee eS For a Romantic Summer be SEE-WORTHY Definitely made to turn heads. ~ and influence Cupid. For smooth figure-witchery, ask for Sea Nymph. At your favorite shop, in a wide variety of flat- tering styles and colors. LASTEX* woven by FAB-TEX Sea Nynyppl Swim suits by jordan JORDAN MANUFACTURING CORP. 1410 Broadwey, New York 18, N. Y. “Reg. U.S, Pat. Off How does she do it—that terrific looking girl down the street, or at the desk next to yours at the office, or in your home-room at school? How does she manage to look always wonderfully dressed—morning, noon and night—at work or at play—on the dance floor, the skating pond, or just doing the marketing for her mother? Even when you unexpectedly ring her bell, on, say, a Saturday morning— ‘does she turn up in a nobody'll-see get-up that looks as though it were thrown at her? Not a chance. She comes to the door in the slickest of slacks—or a cute housecoat—or maybe a darling sweater and skirt. Yet you absolutely know that her sal- ary or allowance isn't one penny more than yours—if as much, What's her secret? - : - Well, it's an open secret, thank good- ness. Anybody can learn it. Our best dressed girl friend simply knows that anyone can look terrif on even a handful of cash—by being a~ smart shopper. And that means really smart—and careful. After all, looking like whistle-bait brings so much fun in the way of dates and friends and a generally wonderful life—that you can't expect to have it by merely wishing | for it. You've got to earn it. But earning it is a cinch and it has absolutely nothing to do with how much | money you have to spend. First of all, the thing to do is be very cagey about every purchase you make— ° right down to the merest accessory. In buying clothes, you're striving for a | record of all hits, and no errors. But before a dress, or a suit, or a hat, qualifies to be a real hit, it has fo meet a lot of tests. — ; First, does it do something for you? Does it show up your best features, and tone down your not-so-goods? Suppose dropped shoulders are all the rage. If they make you look droopy, what good _ are they to you? Suppose full skirts are HOW DOES SHE DO IT? the latest gasp? If they make you hefty—the heck with them! In oth words, never buy a single thing th doesn't more or less hint that someor ought to photograph you immediate Next, once you're sure the dress, whatever, is more than becoming—co sider how it fits into the rest of yo wardrobe. All right, it's emerald gre —and you look like a dream in it. B your coat is blue plaid, and besides you've just bought that red bag an belt. What are you going to wea emerald green with? Point is—no dress, or suit, or hat j worth a red cent, regardless of how j looks on you—if you can't wear, it witt at least two things you already hay in your ‘closet. Buying anything tho doesn't meet these requirements add up to a big error—the kind of error tho will make you complain that you have « closet full of clothes, and not a thinc to wear! eee Where were we? Ah, yes, fit. Nov suppose that you've latched on t something that meets our first tests—becomingness, and happy m ! ‘riage with the clothes you already hav« Next question is, does it fit? And mean really fit. How are the shoulde Are the seams where they should be- right at the edge of your own shoulders What about the-collar? is it too loose Or does it lie flat to the back of yo neck—where it belongs. Take a look « the back view. How's the distance fro, collar to waist line? Does it bulge ou or does it lie smooth, and still give yc room to move your arms? Does tt waistline coincide with your waistline Unless, the fit fits all these musts pass it up. The best looking dress is flop if it's too big, too tight, and buyi: it is another fatal error— And those three tests are the answ to "how does she do it''—when a on a budget always looks like a ma zine cover.

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INFORMATION DESK by Beverly Linet Everyone's interested in the , real AL JOLSON since the release of The Jolson Story, so here's some data about him. He was born Asa Yoelson in St. Peters- burg, Russia, on May 26, 1886.. Stage career began in a bit role in a N.Y. show. Then went into vaudeville and minstrel shows before crashing the Broadway big- time. Early shows included Honeymoon Express, Bombo, Sinbad, and Big Boy. Made screen debut in 1927 in The Jazz Singer. Other pics include The Singing Fool, Mammy, Hallelu- jah, [ma Bum, Wonder Bar, Rose of Wash- ivgton Square. He married Ruby Keeler (Julie Benson in The Jolson Story) in 1928. They were divorced eight years ago. He's married to Erle Galbraithe now. Ruby remarried John Lowe and retired. Al's busy making records, has no movie plans. Yes, he has recorded the beautiful ''An- niversary Song,’ from the pic. He did the singing for Larry Parks, of course, and you can write to him at Columbia Pictures. JAYNE MEADOWS, who at- tracted your attention as Sylvia Burton in Under- current, was born in Chine on Sept. 27, 1922, of American parentage. She is 5'6', weighs 130 lbs., and has black eyes and titian hair. Was a model before being dis- covered for films. Write to her at M-G-M. She has no tan club, and is currently being seen as o psycopathic girl in Lady in the Lake. Next pic: Song of the Thin Man. ‘eral Tarzan pics. BRUCE BENNETT was for- seated merly known by his real name ot Herman Brix when he appeared in sey- He was born in Columbia, Wis., on May 17. Is 6:2" tall, and weighs 192 Ibs. Is married to Jeanne Can- non, but has no children. Write to him at Warners, Burbank. He has no fan club. You'll be seeing him soon in Nora Prentiss and Dark Passage. Leonard Joseph, N.Y.: It's The Same Old Dream, | Believe, Brooklyn Bridge, Whose Baby Are You, Bach Invention, The Song Got to Come from The Heart, Time After Time, Bell Sona from Lakme, Seiections from Don Giovanni are the songs from It Happened In Brooklyn. (Clip for future reference.) Billy Roy was Leo, Bobby Long played Johnny in the picture. Jackie O., Queens: J'Aime Ta Ponné was the name of that French song in the cafe scene of The Rasor’s Edge. \t was revised by Edmund Goulding, had American words added by Mack Gordon, and is being published under the title ot Mam'selle, by Leo Feist, Inc. Recordings in English should be out soon, but the French words ore unavailable. Cynthia Dodd, Boston: If you wish the music from Humoresque, send me a self-addressed, stamped envelope, and I'll send the score. Too lengthy to print. Same thing goes for the entire list of Academy Award Winners from 1928. Anyone else interested in either, do the same. F. J., Omaha: Your favorite, Gertrude Niessen, has no pic plans, but has been busy wowing them at B'way's newest night-spot, Vanity Fair, together with Jan Murray and Boyd Raeburn. Val Volentinoff has changed his name to Paul Valentine, and will soon be seen in Out of the Past. This picture is also the next for Kirk Doug- las and Richard Webb. All can be reached at RKO. Joe Walker, Pa.: Lorraine Rossi, 47 W. 87 Street, N. Y., now has the Larry Parks Club. There are two for Burt Lancaster: Jo Ann Julian, 1233 E. 21 Avenue, Columbus, Ohio, and Dwayne Armsted, Madelia, Minn., are in charge. Muriél Scott, Star Rt. Box 98, Detroit Lakes, Minn., has a club for Joseph Cotten, and Beverly Montabano, 269! Sacramento Street, San Francisco, Calif., heads one for Jomes Mason. The above is just a wee sample of the info | have stored away for you. So keep~ sending those questions with a self-addressed, stamped envelope to Beverly Linet, Information Desk, MODERN SCREEN, 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. Okeh? SPECIAL OFFER SUPER-STAR INFORMATION CHART — 1946-'47 (10¢)—A new better-than-ever edition of the chart that's a 32-page pocket encyclopedia of exclusive, fascinating data on the private lives, wives, hobbies, used-to-be jobs, latest pics of all your favorite stars. 100 additional names never before listed! Please send !0c in coin to Service Dept., Modern Screen, 149 Madison Avenue, New York I[6, N. Y. HOW TO JOIN A FAN CLUB (10c) —Braond new. re-edited chart, listing over 100 of the best clubs for Frankie, Van, Allyson, Lawford, Wilde, Ladd, Madison, Glenn Ford, Gene Autry, Burt Lancaster, etc. Leorn about the MODERN SCREEN Fan Club Assn. Also, how to write good fan letters. Please send |0c in coin to Service Dept.. Modern Screen, 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. 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hours out of every twenty-four at home, and most of that in the hay, restoring his battered tissues. The reason—Bob Hope is Hollywood’s Public Personage Number One, the busiest star in the business. Be- tween movies, radio, records, his column, and bundles of benefits, he spins like a |top. The guy has practically no home life ‘at all. ' That old Bible scholar, Bing Crosby, ‘handed Bob a framed Good Book quota- ‘tion the other day that he’d dug out of ‘the Chapter of Matthew: “For where two or three are gathered together in My mame there am I in the midst of them.” “That's you, Bob,” said Bing. Bob hung it in his dressing room. “Well, at least,” 'he sighed, “the Bible says I’m on the Bbeam.; = 1 spell it backwards... So are Bob’s family—right along with Bob. They couldn’t help it, so mixed up ‘is Hope’s public life with his home life. ‘Both Tony, 7, and Linda, 6, are hep to- the-minute on their old man’s career. He breezes down for breakfast in the morning. “Hi Trebor!” Trebor is Robert spelled backwards. “Dad” is still “dad”—so is “Bob’”—so they’re no go. ' “Hi Adnil! Hi Ynot!” Usually, Bob’s had about five hours sleep. Something’s kept him up until midnight—a benefit rehearsal, a movie conference, writing a script, edit- Ing jokes. If it’s the morning after his ‘regular program, Adnil and Ynot take Trebor apart. If a joke died they remind him; if he fluffed, they lecture him severe- ly. If Miriam is out of Irium they’re appalled. They like his “conscience” rou- tine especially. You know, where Bob says Something like, “I love my sponsor,” and then, through a filter-mike, his “con- ‘'Science” voice echoes: - | “Yeah—then why do you steal his |) money?” The kids love that. | “Do the conscience next week again, | Trebor.” « ' “Okay,” promises Dad Hope. Because ‘that’s an order. Bob Hope has two bosses on his program—his sponsor and his kids. | He whizzed off once to do a broadcast in San Diego. Linda yelled down from the nursery window, “Can I go?” ' “No,” said Bob. “But if you and Tony are nice, you can listen in and maybe I'll ‘say ‘Good-night, Tony and Good-night, ‘Linda’ at the end of the show.” | That sounded swell to Linda; but she wasn’t taking any chances. “Put it in the | Seript,” she said. : | | Another time Bob and Dolores had the ‘Kids up at Pebble Beach for a few days of \golf. Bob was in the dining room of the ‘Lodge one morning having breakfast with ‘Ais foursome. Linda bounced in soon with Her nursemaid, spied Bob. | “Hi, Bob Hope!” she caroled. Bob’s golf Partners roared along with the other ers. | That kidding stuff was okay at home, vith other grown-ups, in a Bob Hope.” \Linda pouted. “Aw,” she sighed, “you ust want to get all the laughs!” Actually, Bob’s loaded with sentiment. st funny guys are. Underneath Hope’s his war tour experiences happened in a ‘hospital on Espiritu Santo in the New iC “had always chuckled over. he reminded Linda later, but when he was - (Continued from page 34) Hebrides. In one ward a young kid, badly wounded, was getting a blood transfusion as he passed. Bob stopped, grinned down at the weak, wan face. “Giving you the old raspberry, hey?” he cracked. ‘ “Yeah,” whispered the soldier, “and it feels mighty good.” Then he smiled straight up into Bob’s eyes. Bob couldn’t forget that smile. He still can’t. An hour later, he was having chow at the officers’ table. A medic came in and sat down silently, didn’t touch his plate. He’d escorted Bob through the hospital. Bob asked what was the matter. “Remember that kid you chatted with, the one getting the transfusion?” Bob nodded. He felt a catch at his throat. “He just died.” Bob has never forgotten that crack of his and the kid’s smile. He knows sometimes it’s not so funny being a funny man. Around this last Christmas time, Bob emceed the annual all-star Elgin radio show in Hollywood. It ran two hours and Bob had to keep up laugh chatter all the time. He drew on all his old sure-fire gags, among them the alcoholic jokes on his friend, W. C. Fields, that Bill himself IT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN TO A DOG! We'd look awfully silly throwing $5 checks to the dogs. (What piggy bank would cash *em?) But we've got a bright, shiny, new check for everyone who sends us an “I Saw It Happen” anecdote that we can use. Take a peek at the “Happen” boxes printed in this issue, so you'll get the style down pat. Then, write out as plainly as you can your true experi- ence in meeting up with a movie star. It can be amusing or dramatic—but it must be short! Send your story to the “I Saw It Happen” Editor, Mop- ERN SCREEN, 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. And if you win that $5—you can really put on: the dog! Bob’s first Hollywood job was with Bill in The Big Broadcast of 1938. Every time he’d used a Fields likker gag on his show Bill had always sent him a funny message the next day. So this time he brought in a couple of jokes ribbing the same subject: “I passed W. C. Fields on the Boulevard coming down here today. I waved at him.” “What did Bill do?” “He weaved back.” After the broadeast Bob Hope learned a shocking bit of news. A few hours before, W. C. Fields had made his last exit. Bob felt awful. Never in the world would he have made a joke on Bill at that point if he’d known. Although up above, he knew, Bill’s spirit was probably chuckling at that. A few days later Bob received a record album from W. C. Fields’ secretary. A note explained: “Before he died, Bill picked out the close friends he wanted to have this. I found your name on the list.” It was a recording of Bill’s famous and very funny Lecture on Temperance! Bob’s not a fake, calculating comic; he’s really a funny guy, all the time. That’s why he gets a kick out of real life jokes on himself. He knows, as all great comics do, that fun is only a hair’s breadth away from tragedy. That nothing’s really fun- A HOPALONG HOPE—By Kirtley Baskette -; - . nier than a celebrity getting a kick in the pants. And something funny’s always hap- pening to Hope, levelling his dignity. One of his favorite stories on himself is a crack his daughter, Linda, made. Driving with Bob, Linda heard her dad bawl out motorists who blocked his path. “Just look at that jerk! Why doesn’t he learn how to drive? Now look at the idiot!” Bob mum- bled constantly. One day, Linda was riding with Dolores. They rolled along quietly and without any fuss. Pretty soon Linda asked, “Mommy, where are all the idiots today?” “You only see them when your daddy’s driving,’ explained Mrs. Hope. Bob’s convinced he’s got a funny looking puss and isn’t touchy about it. One time in a Chicago night club, Chez Paree, Bob was sitting at a table when a middle-aged woman came over, grabbed him by the chin, swivelled his profile around and yelled to her girl friend across the room, “See, Julie—this is it. Ain’t it funny?” Actually, Hope’s a good looking guy—a six footer with all his hair, teeth, even his figure. But he takes care of himself. Golf is Bob’s conditioner and favorite sport. Johnny Weissmuller, Jimmy McLarnin and Vic Hunter—a favorite foursome of Bob’s—were touring the Lakeside course with him one day when they spied a couple of little men in aprons chasing them from hole to hole. They caught up at the thirteenth green. Bob was putting. “Mis- ter Hope,” panted one, “please—the meas- urements.” One man whipped out a tape measure, the other a pencil and pad. “Pardon me, fellows,’ apologized Bob, resting his putter while the Paramount wardrobe tailors measured him for a cos- tume. Then he knocked in a 30-foot putt, and went on with the game. Bob likes to gamble at golf. He’s not much at horse-racing, but he’s supersti- tious and can’t resist hunches. The other day, Bob spotted a horse running at Santa- Anita named “Lakeside Hope.” Lakeside is his golf club; Hope’s his name. “That’s for me!” yelped Bob. He placed a bet, across the board, 5-5-and-5. His horse- wise friends on the set of Road to Rio including Bing Crosby, told him he was out of his mind. “Even my dogs can beat him running backwards,” scoffed Bing. But Bob wouldn’t be touted off. Lakeside Hope came in the winner and paid $84 on a $2 ticket! the family comes first... Bob isn’t a particularly self-indulgent guy. But nothing’s too good for his family. The Hopes don’t live in royal style, but they live well. Bob and Dolores and all the little Hopes, with their cook, maid, nurse and Great Dane, “Red Son,” live in Toluca Lake. Bob has an office over the garage where he huddles with Brother Jack, his personal business man, his radio writers, and all sorts of slaveys connected with Hope En- terprises, even when he thinks he’s having some home life. That’s where, half the time, his famous—““check, mark and circle” triple-tested jokes are determined, where Bob edits what his six gag men think is funny and puts his radio show together. Inside the house, his dream room is a circular chambereright off the bedroom where he’s got the walls covered with autographed pictures—from Eisenhower, FDR, Churchill, MacArthur, Ernie Pyle— every hero he rubbed up against in his wonderful war tours. He’s got closets (Continued on page 91)

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0, ated to the bursting point with souvenirs from all over—mostly things ‘grateful GIs shoved into his hands around the world’s battle stations. He has a won- derful collection of Nazi trophies: Hitler’s personal stationery, a Nazi flag, gold dra- peries from Adolf’s Chancellery hideout, a Gestapo ring of Himmler’s—all trophies of his on-the-spot visit to beaten Berlin. That’s just one collection. It’s matched by others from every other battle area. Bob’s always planning on getting every- thing arranged, building a trophy room to display them all properly, but he probably ~ never will. He’s a creature of habit. Bob still has the same dressing room he started with at Paramount. They pester Bob all the time to give him a fancy, glamorous new salon like Bing has, but he shakes his head. “I’m at home here,” he says. To Bob, the main room in his house will always be the nursery. The most impor- tant meal is breakfast with Tony and Linda. He nodded yes to all the work requests around last Christmas week, but Christmas Day he took off. “I’ve got to | see the ‘takes’ on the kids’ faces,’ he _ explained. It’s that way with most holidays for Hope. He’s a sucker for ’em—and they a centring welt mrt have to be at home. Thanksgiving, Christ- mas and such, Bob himself carves the turkey for all the Hope relations from nearby El Segundo. “Bob doesn’t get to see his sidekick, Bing Crosby, much away from the studio, except on the golf course. But since he and Bing turned producer tycoons they see each other often during business hours. For The Road To Rio, which Bing and _ Bob have just finished, Hope Enterprises & Crosby, Inc., merged. Strictly for laughs, _ both Bing and Bob have seized on this new partnership to razz each other silly. They _ keep time clocks on each other and have_ executive conferences constantly. _ it's only money... _ _ Bing, for instance, wanted to go up to _ Pebble Beach while Road to Rio was shooting, for a golf tournament. Bob called a corporation meeting. He had it all fig- ured out that it cost Hope Enterprises and _ Crosby, Inc., $10,000 a day to shoot the _ picture. Bing asked for three days off. “That's thirty thousand dollars,” cried Bob. “I vote ‘No’! _ “What’s money,” argued Bing, “com- ; ae to my artistic happiness? I vote _ They were deadlocked until the Para- mount representative made the big kids compromise. Bing got a day-and-a-half off for his golf. That was $15,000. Bob decided to come along, too. So it added up to $30,000 after all! But, after all, what _is money? _ Now that Road to Rio is in the can, Hopalong Hope is going to take himself _a_two-months rest with the kids at his | ee |) there’s no telephone. After that, he sails on a boat to Rio and then to the South of i “I am going Miracle of miracles, a sleek new girdle that STAYS UP WITHOUT STAYS. No more wrinkling, rolling over, no more discomfort found in old-fashioned boned garments. Your beautifully styled, lightweight, comfortable “Permaslift’* Girdle eliminates all that. A Magic Inset, soft yet firm, prevents your “‘Permatlift’’ Girdle from wrinkling, rolling over .. . gives you smooth, comfortable support. Best of all, the “Permarlift”’ Tl bet a cookie that Bob’s back at work i : aule Se ue eee Magic Inset is self-ironing, withstands countless washings and wear. For a comfort thrill beyond belief, wear a new, youthful, lightweight “Permasrlift’ Girdle, Pantie, or Foundation. At fine corset de- 2 partments everywhere—most styles $7 to $12.50. The perfect \ companion to your “Permatlift’ Brassiere — AMERICA’S FAVORITE BRA—with The Lift that never lets you down. ©"Permaslift’ and “Hickory” are trademarks of A. Stein & Company (Reg. U- S. Pat. Off) why hes ee his parlez-vous ond he | tech. “So I can

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Her legs were too skinny and her hair was straight, and she wanted terribly to be pretty—and grownup. “Mom,” she’d say, “please could I have a four-gore skirt like the other girls?” “You haven’t the hips to hold up a skirt like that. You’re thirteen and they’re six- teen.” And Marie would clump into the class- room, day after day, in laced health shoes, high socks, no makeup—and no four- gored skirt. The humiliation seared her young soul. “Dear Lord,” she prayed, “please give me a pretty figure when I grow up.” Confined to earth, her thoughts wan- dered to show business but were promptly discouraged by her mother, who had been in the Ziegfeld Follies. Wiping her hands on her apron, she looked dolefully at her daughter and said, “Forget it, Marie. For- get it. It would break your heart.” Marie, of course, had no intention of forgetting it. One night, at a’ meeting of her sorority chapter, one of ‘the girls swayed languidly, into the room. “T am now,” she announced, “a Powers model.” That did it. The next day Marie went to see John Powers. His reception room was jammed with smartly dressed girls when a wide-eyed Marie stole through the door. She found a seat by the window, protected from the stares of the other girls, and sat down until Powers came into the room. “Tine up,” said his secretary. The girls scrambled into a long line, and Powers walked slowly past them. “You in the blue hat, go into my office. The red purse. The bolero suit. The alli- gator shoes.” He paused a moment. “That’s all.” one more chance... He had passed Marie as though she weren't there. Crestfallen, she slipped out and started down the hall. A few steps away, she noticed the girl in the blue hat come out of a door without lettering. Marie stopped short. When the girl with the red purse came out, Marie desperately shoved her foot against the door before it closed, thrust her shoulder against it, and fell flat on her face. She looked up to see John Powers glaring at her from behind his desk. “Well?” he said. She scrambled to her feet and let loose a stream of breathless dialogue. “Oh Mr. Powers—I want to be a model. One of my sorority sisters works for you and if she can I guess I can. And if I want to be a model I figure I ought to work for the best, and you're the best, Mr. Powers,’ so I ought to work for you.” She paused to note the effect... . He was looking her up and down, and he was smiling. “Tf you have enough nerve to come popping in here like this, I suppose you can be a model.” : Marie was sent out on her first job that day. She was to pose for a stocking’ ad, and her heart swelled at the news that her legs weren’t too skinny, after all. Ar- rived at the photographer’s studio, she found she was to pose in a slip. “I won’t do it,” she said. Z “But—” said the photographer. “No.” She wanted to cry, but she turned and walked out. Mr. Powers was a patient man, wise in the ways of youth’s modesty, and instead of reprimanding Marie, proceeded to send her on assignments modeling for teen- age clothes. - The summer Marie graduated from high school, her mother admitted defeat in the matter of her daughter’s ambitions. The annual State beauty contest was raging and Marie had badgered her mother to the edge of complete surrender. “What'll you do about the space between | your front teeth?” her mother asked finally. 7 “Oh, that'll be easy. I just won’t smile, that’s all.” Marie knew she had won. “Well—” “Oh, let her go.” This was Marie’s step- father, a man who married her mother when Marie was still in school. A great bond of mutual admiration had grown between the man and girl, and now they winked at each other like fellow con- spirators. The day of the judging found Marie nervous but confident. She knew her legs were good enough to have been displayed in scores of advertisements, and she had stood before a mirror for hours, practicing smiles that did not show her teeth. Tight- lipped, she walked past the judging stand, and won. As Miss New York State, she was flooded with offers, among them thé chance to ion the George White Scandals as a show- girl. Show business led to many things. She went on the road with the show after playing Broadway, and quit in California to break into pictures. Studios had num- berless blue-eyed blondes under contract and were unimpressed. She was signed by Tommy Dorsey and sang with his band, along with Frank Sinatra, Connie Haines, Jo Stafford and the Pied Pipers. She sang in New York night clubs. Then came word, finally, from Hollywood. Universal offered her a contract, and Marie had the space filled in between her teeth, packed her luggage and steamed to movietown. Cast in picture after picture as a Tahitian maiden with little to wear and less to say, she began a trek from studio to studio, faring little better. Until she made Lucky Jordan at Paramount, Marie hadn’t been particularly interested in acting, but with EL, ce MODERN SCREEN FOr 1 7 a | J J : 4 1 .| ] f 5 ‘

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o that role she fell in love with the profes- sion and-set out to acquire some solid theatrical training. Marie worked hard with her dramatic coach, and in the interim went on making movies. Also, in the interim, she married Vic Orsatti. Vic was her agent, and impressed with Marie’s talent, hammered at the im- portance of her career. Marie balked. She had concentrated for years upon her career and nothing much had come from it. She desperately wanted a home and kids, but the conflict in their interests broke up the marriage after three years. Still her agent as well as her friend, it was Vic who finally made M-G-M see the light and sign Marie. On a personal appearance tour last year, Marie scraped through on a thin budget, putting all her excess cash into a fund for a home. On her return to Hollywood, she bought a two-acre farm in the valley and installed in it her mother and stepfather. She acquired two cats and two dogs and looked around for a horse. Her passion for riding worried her family and friends. “T’ve been riding since I was a kid,” she told them, “and I’ve yet to be thrown. In- telligent people don’t get thrown. Be- sides,” she added, “I happen to have a sixth sense about horses.” She purchased a coal black mare and had it delivered to the farm. “She’s a beauty, isn’t she?” said Marie. “I think I'll ride her right now.” marie bites the dust... She climbed on a bench, leaped onto the mare’s back and was immediately dashed to the ground. Marie sat in the dust and ruefully rubbed her shoulder. “Now what do you suppose is eating her?” After much experiment, it was deter- mined that the mare was actually allergic to blondes. Marie was thrown time after time, and after weeks of ribbing from her friends about her sixth horse sense, was forced to sell the animal. There were five hundred man hours of work to be done on the ranch. Marie and her stepfather together cultivated the vineyard, planning to make wine. Then they tackled painting the roof. In blue jeans and splashed with paint, Marie was carefully sloshing with her brush one Sunday, when she started to slip. Seeing her peril, her stepfather jumped to catch her, slipped himself and fell to the ground. He suffered several broken ribs and a crushed chest. In the middle of Living In A Big Way, Marie was forced to work each day, distraught with worry. For three nights in a row she sat up with him from darkness until dawn and then dragged herself to the studio. Not until he was completely out of danger did Marie con- sent to a full night’s rest. Marie is unpredictable on the romance score, wearing her heart well on the in- side of her sleeve. Harvey Karl, a shoe manufacturer, has been her almost con- stant escort for some time. Hollywood was set to predict an engagement when Marie showed up at The Yearling pre- miere without Karl. In fact, with three other men, including Rory Calhoun. She swept into the theater with a man on each arm and one behind her, and a slight ripple of comment sailed over the audience. “Now what?” they said. They would have been more surprised had they known that after the film Marie quietly shed two men and disappeared with Rory for the remainder of the evening. No one knows what she’ll do next. With her varied talents, she might end up most anywhere. Our bet is that it will be'a home, husband and kids of her own, for The Body has that kind of a heart. light or dark clothes. REVERSE_IT to wear under Miss Jean Welch wears Lovable’s sensational new REVERSA-BRA il | ...pure white on one side, shining black on the a other. (Also French blue with black or nude.) «= SILK CREPE BLOUSE FROM DELBEAU -X| Lovable Brassiere Co., 358 Fifth Ave., N.Y. C. 93 | “oe et Rie NAR a ERC aaeeellll

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SEER ae nee RESO R eve Srg S eN silken sh Colorinse glam- Nestle WHAT'S WRONG WITH FRANKIE 1—By Hedda Hopper Soi a (Continued from page 30) care of yourself.” “Smile when you call me that,” grinned Frankie, weakly. “But honest, Hedda, you don’t understand. I’m committed here,” he explained. I felt like saying, “Committed! That’s your trouble. Youre committed for a crack-up, Sonny, if you don’t watch-out!” But I didn’t. I wish I had. Because, since then Frank Sinatra has had his crack-up. Thank goodness it wasn’t a big quake that hit Frankie. He didn’t lose his voice, or his health, or have a real, walloping nervous breakdown. But he did lose some of his good sense under the strain of try- -ing to measure up to his fame, trying to make everybody happy, be a singer, an actor, a sport, a politician and Heaven knows what-all—and still be a loving husband and an attentive father. It’s a wonder he lasted as long as he did with- out blowing his top, even mildly. who's to blame?... Yep, Frankie ran a swell race before his fame caught up with him. But he was bound to stumble some time, and who tripped him? You and me. Last summer, Frankie almost. lost his wife, Nancy, whom he dearly loves, and his family, who mean everything to him. He almost lost a lot of friends who love Nancy as much as they do Frankie. He’s patched that up and I hope it’s for a good, long time. But since then Sinatra’s clipped some other hurdles pretty close. What’s the matter with Frank? Is he changing? He’s banned the bobby soxers, who made him what he is today, from his radio show. He’s sent pugilistic challenges to columnists whose digs he used-to laugh at. He’s taken out a permit to carry a gun. He walked off his Old Gold radio show on a sudden vacation. Rumblings come out of M-G-M that Sinatra’s high-handed on the set, a hard-to-handle headache of a movie star; they say he’s scrapping with Louis B. Mayer. And he’s been taking vacations again—alone. Well—what’s it all about? We ought to know—you and me. We did it. That’s what I said. Yes, we’ve drained the talent of that good-natured guy, like leeches, until he doesn’t know what’s what. We’ve rubbed his nerves raw, done our best to scuttle his health, literally eaten him alive. What do we expect? You see, what Frankie’s been after is popularity. That may sound funny—a guy like him who needs applause like a hole in his curly head—but Frank from the start sized up his fame as significant and himself as a symbol. He was an Italian- American boy from across the tracks made into an American hero. He had to live up to it, had to prove it was a Great Idea that it could happen here. The toughest word for a popular celeb- rity to say is “No.” If you say it too soon the word comes back. “Uh-huh— high hat, temperamental, stuck up.” If you say it too laté, or not at all, you’re hunting an early grave. Frankie took the second road. He practically wiped “no” from his vocabulary. I don’t mean in business mat- ters—but in the things that really counted with Sinatra, his personal standing with the millions. Frank gave of himself as no sensation has ever given before. And he took a terrific beating, physically, mentally, nerv- ously. The “swoon” maniacs started it. They mobbed, mauled, pawed and harried him. He took it all with a good natured 4 grin, but it wore him out. ; He came to fame too, at the start of a war—and the pressure for benefit per- formances on Hollywood and the radio world was terrific. Frank welcomed every | chance to sing for a cause. He was the Benefit Boy. He was’ on a double spot because his body wasn’t good enough for a uniform and GIs leaving sweeties at home after those fatal “Greetings,” were not amused at a bow-tied, curly-haired, anemic, romantic singer. Frankie felt him- self on the defensive. So he slugged him- self twice as hard, singing night and day (no wonder it’s his theme song!) to win over those GI characters. He did all right. His war front tour was one of the best. . So were the Command Performance shows he ground out steadily. He ended up at V-Day a service favorite. But it took just that much more out of Sinatra. Then, of course, Frank snatched up the torch against Intolerance. That’s a full career field for anyone. But because he believes ~ in it so fervently, he lent himself to any and every meeting —singing, talking, preaching, fighting battles, traveling here and there like a crusader. Frankie suc- ceeded in securing what he wanted—the - good will, the respect, the love of every- one. But he paid the price, too. Then there’s the business about Frankie, the Actor. Hard to handle, they say. When I hear M-G-M studio rumblings about Frank getting temperamental, they shoot out my other ear so fast I need earmuffs from the breeze. That’s too often the old Hollywood maneuver of cracking down on ~ a star. Frank Sinatra’s never given M-G-M half the trouble dozens more I could name have—Garbo, for instance, ~ Garson or Hepburn. It really boils down to the old tug-of-war between movies and radio. Every big air star who comes to Hollywood lands smack in the middle of that exhausting tussle. Bing Crosby and Bob Hope know what.it means at Para- mount. They've been stretched in the middle for years. So has Frankie since he came to Hollywood. It’s inevitable. Radio shows take time for rehearsals, for scripts to be rewritten, spots to be polished—and the stop-watch waits for no~ man. I know—I have one. But when a radio star makes a movie, studios figure each production hour in thousands of dol- lars. So they’re natural enemies. Bob and Bing and Frankie and all the rest are pursued .every spare minute by a time- harried wolf pack from NBC and CBS when they’re shooting. So the studio tries | to cut that radio star down to movie size. It’s only good business policy. I didn’t hear any hard-to-handle rumors about Frank Sinatra after the money started | rolling in from Anchors Aweigh, did you? It’s as simple as that. Let’s face it. fair warning... Frank Sinatra isn’t temperamental. Con- | sidering what he’s faced, he’s ‘been a sport made in Heaven. Before he said “no audi- ences” on his Old Gold radio program a while back, Frankie stepped to the foot- lights and pleaded with his noisy fans to lay off. He explained why patiently—and for three straight shows: His sponsors were mad. You couldn’t hear him sing. Audiences were disgusted—squealing was no longer funny, or “cute” or interesting. It spoiled the show. They promised to stop. The next time it was the same old “No more audiences.” When they realized he meant it, they behaved. Now they’r | back. B (Continued on page 9° F

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Bing Crosby painted the country red from one end to the other before he settled into a solid citizen and pillar of the church. Frankie couldn’t; he was too poor. Then he was married. Psychologists tell us that, girl or boy, there’s always a lingering yearning to kick up your heels later on. I think Frank’s case of accumulated nerves and too much success to handle turned his. head maybe a wee bit, at long last, when he strayed from Nancy. If you keep telling anyone, day in and day out, he’s gorgeous, wonderful, simply divine, sooner or later he’s bound to think, some- where back in his brain, “Maybe I am.” And here’s another thing—mind, I’m not defending Frankie—but I’ve lived a few years and I’ve seen a lot. When a married man is pressed in his profession until he’s about wild—you know where he takes out his irritation, don’t you? That’s right. At home. It has to come out somewhere and that’s a wife’s cross to bear. Nancy Sinatra understood that. She never stopped loving Frankie for an instant, or forgot to understand him. She was thinking of Frank all the time he wandered away. I called Nancy and asked her to sit at my table in Ciro’s the night Moprry Screen gave its big award party in Hollywood and presented Frank with his sculptured bust by Jo Davidson. Nancy rated an invita- tion; I knew she wanted to be there, too. Who wouldn’t—to see the man she loved at a triumph like that? But Nancy declined. “Thank you, Hed- da,’ she said, “that might embarrass Frankie.” That’s the way that girl thinks. indiscreet Frankie .. . I saw Frankie that night, too. He was just back from Palm Springs where he’d fled from himself, and I can’t say he’d been thinking of Nancy’s best interests, as she had his. In fact, Frank was naively thoughtless, being the Hollywood celebrity that he knows he is. He’d been seen in public with girls and rumors went flying. Frankie should have known better, for instance, than to sit with Lana Turner at Sonja Henie’s party, when Nancy wasn’t there. I don’t care how many other girls he dated when he was mixed up emo- tionally. That’s not my affair, but it was very definitely Frankie’s—and WNancy’s. The point is: He’s in a goldfish bowl. Every public indiscretion of Frank’s hurts Nancy, his family—and himself. So that night at our MoprrN ScREEN party, I stuck out my neck—a very old habit. I practically grabbed Frankie by his gen- erous ears. “Come here,” I said, “I want to talk to you.” Frankie’s eyes rounded like saucers and his bow-tie bobbled. He was surprised. He didn’t say anything. I did all the talking, straight from my heart. “Took, Frank,” I told him. “It’s none of my business—but I think you’re making the mistake of your life! I’ve never been a red-hot booster of yours but I admire you and how you've handled your career, up till now. But I’m an older woman and I want to tell you something for what it’s worth to you.” I let him have it. I asked Frankie if he’d ever thought about his responsibility to Nancy and his children. I knew he had, of course, plenty. “You know you brought them into the world just as much as she did,” I re- minded him. “And children need a father as well as a mother. I know. I raised a son without a father.” I sat down and -hungry for frank, honest opinion. “Look,” | | = ae talked to him like a Dutch aunt. I told him what a wonderful career he’d had, — what a wonderful one lay ahead. But I warned him that he was public property now and that part of that public property was Nancy and his children. And it is. When I was through, Frankie said, “Hedda, no one ever talked like that to me before.” ; I’m sure no one had. He’d heard noth- ing but “yesses,” and raves for four years. He’d turned tone-deaf to criticism. He was | . suggested Frank, “I want to talk some more. Can you have lunch with me next week?” I said I certainly could. Well, we didn’t have that lunch because Frank and Nancy were back together again before then. But what struck me about the whole thing was Frank’s reaction to a good bawling out. He could have snapped, “Mind your own business!” and I’d have been put right in my place. Frank appreciated it. What’s more, he didn’t sulk or nurse a grudge. On the contrary, when Frank and Nancy and all their friends staged their wonderful New Year’s Eve party—for my money the great- est private show ever put on in Holly- wood—I was the only newspaper reporter in town invited. And I appreciated that. But before then, of course, the Sinatras had patched things up and Frankie had come to. By the way he did that, inci- dentally, Frank proved-he knows what to do when the moment arrives. He showed his heart was always with Nancy. It was a gang of Frank’s friends—all men—who got together and decided to do something about the separation which they knew was all wrong for everyone. They learned one night that Frankie was helping Phil Silvers open his new | show at Slapsie Maxie’s night club. They called up Nancy without saying a thing about that. “Get all gussied up in your best dress,” they told her. “We’re stepping out.” Nancy did. She had no idea where or what was up. But she had eight de- voted, adoring escorts and when Frankie 1 SAW IT HAPPEN One windy March day my girl friend and I were stroll- ing down Main Street, when we noticed everyone turning to look across the street. We looked, too,and saw the strongest, toughest looking woman anyone had ever laid eyes on. She was wear- ing a fuchsia dress, thick stockings, low-heeled shoes, and a hat covered with flowers. We continued on our way, thinking no more about the inci- dent until we heard a newsboy shout- ing, “Bob Hope Arrives In Town For a Tour.” Of course, everybody became excited and anxious to see the famous celebrity, but forgot about Hope when this same strange-looking woman ap- peared again. She was walking along awkwardly and stopped to hold her hat when a strong breeze blew. But it was no use because-her hat whisked clean off her head and rolled into the gutter. Then the mystery was solved! This sturdy female turned out to be Bob Hope, himself! I shall always remember this story because it was one time when Bob Hope failed to put over a joke! Maxine Clark Tallahassee, Fla.

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\ ( t saw her with them at the ringside table he came over right after he’d finished his number. “Come on, Nancy,” he said, “let’s go home.” And that was that. I’ve heard people in Hollywood say that episode was all framed—that Frankie and Nancy had arranged it secretly. That’s not true. I know a few of those Mister Fixits pretty well. It was all a deep-dyed plot on their part. And it worked. It worked because Frankie had sense enough to realize the moment had arrived and made the most of it. He’s no fool, either. By the time 1948 rolls around, I’ve a hunch Frank Sinatra will have caught up with himself, ironed out the kinks in his psyche and be very much back in the groove. There are a lot of reasons why Til play prophet—and, brother, that’s risky business in Hollywood! For one, Nancy’s realized that a high pressure en- tertainer like Frankie has to blow off steam and have some time by himself now and then. For another, Frank’s begun to tell himself, “What difference will it all make a hundred years from now?” He’s put one foot at least. off the merry-go-round. He says “nuts” to his own ambitions a lot oftener than he used to. If he doesn’t like anything—a radio show or a picture, he turns it down; he’s not a Hollywood handyman any more. new year's nightmare ... Even the short rest he’s had has brought back the old Voice that sometimes went _ flat and husky when Frank overdid things. After being up ali night New Year’s, ' Frankie went on his air show New Year’s Day and I shivered when I heard him. He realizes now those things don’t pay. | Frank will be back on the air by the time you read this. He wants to do an- other picture with Gene Kelly next—a baseball story Gene wrote ‘and sold to , M-G-M. He'll probably sing again next *year at the Waldorf, where he’s always ‘broken all records. And there’s a new (Pec) nade career crying out loud for Frankie in England, too, where his BBC Command Performance shows and An- || chors Aweigh won him millions of British ‘fans. The biggest Sinatra fan group in the || world is in London right now. It’s the British Frank Sinatra Club and one mem- ber is James Mason, who wrote Frankie a fan letter after hearing him the first time. Every note I get from Jimmy raves about Frank. All in all, Sinatra couldn’t | have a rosier path ahead at. this peak in his career—if—he can only slip into ‘the easy-does-it groove of his colleague ‘rival and ancient ideal—Bing Crosby. If he can only learn to relax. I’m hoping by next New Year, that’s in the cards | for Frankie. I know he’s planning a trip soon to Europe with Nancy and the kids for that very purpose of mixing business with pleasure. I’m afraid it’s too much to expect Frank Sinatra to turn tactful and smooth over- ‘night. He’ll still have his touch-temper; he'll do some wrong things that’ll reap ‘bad publicity for him. Even now, he’s suing the Scripps-Howard newspaper chain for thalf a million dollars because one of their ‘columnists printed alleged reports that |Frank had been pal-ing with the notorious \ gangster, Lucky Luciano, on his recent va- ‘eation to Havana. He'll struggle, too, until the end of his days for what he thinks is right. He’s no phony—he’s all man. But meanwhile, what about us—you and. me, who made Frank what he is today? | Well, here are a couple of thoughts: ‘Frank’s tired. Let’s don’t be so greedy. et’s give him a rest now and then. And et’s don’t hoist him on a pedestal with me hand and reach for a tomato to heave @ minute he wobbles. He’s - Frank Sinatra—but he’s only human, too. Kosemany’ Doms, Fascinating Cover Girl. ans | a I chang ftette Goitle FLOATING LIFT | of Sinlicier Soaps Etta Lather! “J marvel at the way SweetHeart’s Extra Lather il ae helps reveal deep-down loveliness,’ says i Rosemary. “My skin photographs rose-petal clear.” It gives thrilling beauty help. You'll love pure, mild SweetHeart Soap’s extra lather—up to twice as much as average beauty soaps give. And SweetHeart's extra lather has a wonderful floating lift. Pictures taken through the microscope prove it. Discover SweetHeatt's 1-2-3 Extra Countless bubbles bathe the outer pore open- a) Lather Beauty Care! Night and ings... lift off — float away — ditt and rough skin morning, massage your face for flakes—revealing true beauty. Just see how much one minute with SweetHeart’s extra smoother, fresher, lovelier your skin may look! lather. Rinse with warm—then cold water. Skin is cleansed .. . stimu- lated .. . looks more radiant! The Soap that AGREES with Your Skin , Make believe you're Rosemary at a famous night club! You sway to wonderful music as he raves F about your exquisite SweetHeart 1 | complexion. ce . 17 . Tune in “EVELYN WINTERS” and “ROSE OF My DREAMS’’. . . Two shows, Coast 10 Coast, Mon. thru Fri. See your paper for times and stations. Listen especially May 2nd through May 16th for sensational jewelry “‘gift offer.”

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IN COURAGEOUS _ (Continued from page 32) heavier now. Seventeen patriots were aboard, but it was obvious that those left on the beach were doomed. 3 John Hamilton made his decision. “Shove off!” he yelled. Then, with his shipmates, he turned his eyes toward the open sea. He was a rough, tough boy, this John Hamilton, engaged in a rough, tough busi- ness, which ruled out thinking with your heart. One of John Hamilton’s crew told this story. Hamilton himself doesn’t talk much. If this were his habit, people in Hollywood would not have asked casually - at intervals, “I wonder whatever became of Sterling Hayden?” : For Sterling Hayden, the actor, and John Hamilton, Capt., U.S.M.C., were and are the same man. 3 Usually, young men coming to Holly- wood change their names. Sterling Hayden reversed the process when he left the place in 1941, on urgent business. He picked up the name John Hamilton in a court in an anne inne _ den in moth balls for the duration. The scene shifts now to the calm harbor at Santa Barbara, California, a hundred miles north of Hollywood. Inside the break- water lies a trim schooner; called “Quest.” She is 63 feet in length at the waterline, carries an 80-foot main mast, and is as fast as anything her size. _ Master of the “Quest” is Sterling Hay- den, who has evened the score with Cap- _ tain John Hamilton by putting that worthy - individual in moth balls, now that the _ shooting is over. you made me love you... Sterling, who was once known as the - champion of all Hollywood-haters among the acting profession, now has a fondness _ for the place, even though it took him seven months to locate an apartment in _ which he now stays only when working in - a picture. Promptly, as the last scene for _ Blaze of Noon was finished, Sterling took _ off for Santa Barbara. _ “Some people,” he told me one day when _ I dropped down for a visit, “like to live in - houses. They get satisfaction out of gath- ering possessions around them, growing _ gardens, talking with neighbors over the _ back fence. That's good. Maybe I'll get ~ around to that, too.” Sterling Hayden may not hate Hollywood as hhe once did, but he certainly spends little enough time there. Whereas those of _ the movie colony who own boats keep them moored at nearby Santa Monica or New- port, some thirty miles south of Holly- _ wood, the “Quest” is the only movie-star- _ owned craft in the Santa Barbara harbor. _ The reason for this seclusion is that harbors near Hollywood usually attract ‘the festive crowd—the people who just | stop by to say hello and wind up staying half a day. Friends Sterling Hayden has, but Hollywood’s erratic social life leaves him cold. _ This is nothing new. Since the time when ‘Sterling’s family suffered severe financial reverses, along with a good many thou- ands of others, he has been unimpressed ) with money and the theory that those who have it should club together for mutual contentment. ‘Don’t make me politically significant,” rling said as he wielded a paint brush. nce I’ve come back I’ve seen a number hings going on in the country that I think are right, any more than any veteran I belong to the Ameri- ns’ | and I think it’s Bridgeport, Conn., and put Sterling Hay- Why didn't somebody tell me - All tissues avent . Kleenex 7? hide Not on your life they aren’t! bellowed Uncle Mayhew. Fine thing!—I’m sneez- ing my head off and my sister brings me plain tissues. If you think all tissues are Kleenex, I wish you had this sniffle-sore nose! It says there’s only one Kleenex! Buck up, Auntie! said Teena. Bend an eye at the real McCoy — the one and only Kleenex! See that box, how different it is? How it gives with the tissues — one at a time? Neat feat! Only Kleenex can do it! What’s more... Ld islddedis Bess, you alarm me — snapped Cousin Cynthia. Surely you know better than to iV confuse Kleenex with other tissues. Very i} unfunny—when I depend on Kleenex so. i) Listen. My skin knows there’s not a tissue on earth just like angel-soft Kleenex! i Hold a Kleenex Tissue up to a light. it See any lumps or weak spots? ’Course not! You see Kleenex quality smilin’ through — always the same —so you just know Kleenex has super softness. And are those tissues rugged! Now I know... Zhere is only one KLEENEX AMERICA’S FAVORITE TISSUE

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That can’t be done by taking a running jump at every situa- tion that comes along, wrestling one prob- lem after another. “There are not a great many veterans who have run for office. I think most of them have acquired a sound judgment during the-time they were removed from civilian life. The real impact of the things veterans think and do will come a couple of years from now.” A slow grin traveled easily across his rugged face. “Don’t make that sound like a speech, please.” ; From the harbor dock, a block or so away, a small sailing dinghy beat up along- side the “Quest.” A trim young blonde girl climbed aboard. “Hi, Sterling,” she said. “Hii, Betty.” The visitor was Betty De Noon, an at- tractive young model whom Sterling met last May in Laguna Beach. Their friend- ship doubtless will have columnists in a considerable dither, which will put a stop to frequently recurring items concerning the Ida Lupino “romance” which was ap- parently over before it began. Betty, arms full of packages, disappeared below. c Her appearance brought to mind another lovely blonde lady, one Madeleine Carroll. There has been much conjecture concern- ing details about and reasons for Sterling’s divorce from Madeleine. Most Hollywood writers come equipped with built-in theories concerning the reasons for the collapse of this marriage, which was one of the most interesting and delightful of the many romantic sagas which spring up out of whole cloth and celluloid. Sterling and Madeleine are said to have parted because of a discrepancy in ages. new life, new interests .. . Vague rumor reports that one or both, during the long separation caused by war, found new interests in a couple of someone elses. Because it is better to knock on the front door than try to climb in a side window, in the business of reporting. Sterling was faced with the why question. He put away the bucket of paint, tied a loose shoestring and faced the issue with an uninjured air. “At this point it wouldn’t be right to be quoted about my former wife,” Sterling | said. “I hold Madeleine in the highest esteem. She is married again and that’s that.” Even if the man were less than six feet, four inches tall, and the water was too cold for swimming to shore, this simple statement defied any thought of further discussion. A voice came from the galley. “Soup’s on.” And Betty De Noon meant soup. Soup -and salad. Apple turnover and coffee. If for no other reason, the quality of Betty’s cooking is enough to start romantic specu- lation. : Afterward, Sterling explained how a man comes to own a boat like the “Quest.” “T collect them as a hobby,” he said. “One at a time, of course. This is the first sailing craft Dve owned, though, that hasn’t been used commercially. It began to get under my skin when I was thirteen. I shipped aboard a yacht, through the Panama canal to California. My job was to do anything nobody else would do, and I was paid 25 cents a month. After we hit the West Coast, I fooled around with a few odd jobs, then grabbed a freight East. I. had $125 saved—from the odd jobs, not the 25° cents a month—and I found myself a sloop. Went into business for myself, carrying tourists around the har “After that I worked on a number of ships, still suffering from the fever a man — haS to go to sea anywhere, any time, so long as it is under canvas. When the ‘Aldebaran’ came up for sale, I had to have her. A friend of mine named Herb Talbot formed a corporation with me. He put up the money, and I put up the know- how. We paid $15,000 for her. Originally, the ‘Aldebaran’ cost $350,000, and was she elegant! ; “We had an idea that we could start a passenger service between Hawaii and Tahiti. Originally, the ‘Aldebaran’ was the ‘Meteor III,” christened by Alice ~ Roosevelt in 1902. She was 167 feet long, and a three-master. “I had my captain’s papers and figured that this would be my real career. It didn’t last long. While we were taking the ‘Alderbaran’ from Vancouver to Panama with a crew of 14, we ran into a heavy Northeaster. The day before, the water was calm as ice; but on Christmas a wind came up from the Southeast. Then it changed, fast. - “By the time the gale hit its peak, water got into the generator which fed the pumps. We had to form a bucket brigade to heave water over the side, and for the next twenty-four hours the galley was un- approachable. “We flew the American flag upside down, finally attracted attention of the Coast Guard, and limped home in sad condition. There wasn’t enough money to repair the damage, so we lost the ‘Aldebaran.’ “Getting into movies kept me from feel- ing too bad about that, but I’ve always wanted another boat—one I could hang onto. Funny thing, the ‘Quest’ cost me exactly the same amount of money as the ‘Aldebaran’—$15,000.” This is no ordinary actor’s story. Ster- ling Hayden is neither ordinary, nor yet an actor in the accepted sense of the term. A natural performer, he’s had that bit in Captains Courageous, his famous role in The Virginian, and his second starring pic- ture, Bahama Passage, a film in which he was sideswiped by a story that didn’t jell. Yet, six years later, he turns up again to rate as an even-money bet with the best of the top stars on the Paramount lot. Look for a reason and there is the simple explanation that what a man is comes out clearly when magnified by the camera. And what is Sterling Hayden? For one thing, he’s the kind of guy who | SAW IT HAPPEN It was a real warm fall day and I was waiting on line to see the Kate Smith pro- gram. Her guest for the evening | was to be little Margaret O’Brien. As the stage en- trance is right next to the theater en- pleasure of seeing Margaret step from her car with her mother and aunt. A great many peo- ple were milling around, trying to get her autograph. One small boy re- marked in a sarcastic tone, “Oh, leave her alone. She can’t write yet.” “Oh, no?” said Margaret, indignantly. “I can write my name and almost any other word, too!” And she gave the boy a sample of her scrawl and a promise to answer his letter if he wrote her at the studio. } Joy Felsinger New York, N. Y. trance, I had the

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; ' RAO RIT IES 1 akes. the engines Sot of a boat because he’d rather “sail” than “yacht.” His nature is so simple—and the word is not used with a Hollywood twist—that his needs are few. — His personality is revealed in copies of two letters more or less smuggled off the wall of his cabin while Sterling- was in the galley washing dishes. These communications read: Yugoslav Embassy : Feb. 4, 1946 Dear Captain Hamilton: I have the honor to inform you that the President of the National As- sembly, on the proposal of Marshal I. B. Tito, has awarded you with the “Order of Merit to the People of Yugoslavia,” II Grade. I take this opportunity to congratu- late you upon the receipt of what is one of the highest orders of the People’s Republic of Yugoslavia. Very sincerely yours, Dr. Sergije Makiedo, Charge d’ Affairs, a.i. Supplementing the formal letter is another and more personal missive, which tells the story behind the work of many young men like Sterling Hayden: ~* Feb. 4, 1946 Dear Hamilton: I am sure you never dreamt in the time you first met the greasy and dirty Partisan Chief in Italy that one day he would be an American diplomat. And what is most amazing, just to- day I signed an official letter to our old friend, John Hamilton, alias Ster- ling Hayden, in which I inform you of the high decoration you have been *. awarded by our own people as a sign of recognition for what you did for us when we did not have very many friends and when being a friend of ours was very dangerous. I am so glad for this because I feel - that we and your group were in this time a united group, and just as you enjoyed and were pleased with every one of our successes, now I enjoy the fact that’ you, Toftie, Thompson and Hues received this decoration. Sincerely yours, Dr. Makiedo _It couldn’t have happened to a couple of nicer guys! | SAW IT HAPPEN While in the Air Sea Rescue unit, stationed at Bal- boa, California, we often made patrol runs to Catalina Island. One day, while the rest of the crew was playing volley ball on the beach, I was in the galley preparing lunch. I looked out and saw a@ man and woman standing on the deck of our boat. My first impulse was te order them to leave, since it was an Army boat. But when I got a bet- ter look at the pair, I saw they were Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall. Bogart explained that his boat was anchored a little further off, and that he and his wife wanted to come aboard and “see what a good boat looked like.” ~ Vincent Mancusi Brooklyn, N. Y. Fels-Naptha Soap il} Double OC 0 6 @ i To all housekeepers we venture a gentle warning: 1 don't gamble on laundry soap. You can't win. experience that ordinary laundry soap can’t— Millions of women before you have found from | | and won’ t—wash like Fels-Naptha. i Your bar of Fels-Naptha soap contains double HE the usual dirt-removing action. . . . Because it’s | good mild soap blended with active Fels naptha. Together, these two grand cleaners do a matchless washing job. They get ground-in dirt out quickly. And get it all out. They keep colors bright and | clear. They wash towels and linens Hh] white-clean, through and through. Whenever you are spending money for laundry soap, spend it on a ‘sure thing’— Fels-Naptha Soap. BAN/ISHES TATTLE-TALE GRAY”

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INGRION—By Charles Boyer (Continued from page 28) - (during the run of which she proposed to give up smoking) she gave Lewis a very smart silver cigarette box; on the inside “cover was the engraved legend: “Give me one, too,’ and the box contained one cig- arette, and one match, kitchen variety. It took me a while to learn that this was a typical Bergman gesture. I knew very little about her, actually, when we first met, on the set of Gaslight. I had seen her pictures and listened to people talk about her, and I was naturally very curious. There was no doubting her ability as an actress. It had at times the element of greatness; she not only was a born actress, but she worked with her head as well as emotion- ally. . I could not, however, anticipate her personality. People had said, “Remember —she is at all times an actress!” That was so. She was more like the European women with whom I had worked in Paris. Her first concern was ther role, the woman she must portray. She was to play a wife who believed she _ Was going crazy, and for preparation she ' had read a formidable number of books on psychiatry. With the first scenes I discovered that she is the most daring performer I have | | \ : 4 i _perfect from every angle... : ' Ingrid will stop at nothing to keep her _ performance from being even faintly phony. She knows, of course, that she ‘possesses an almost perfect figure and head, photogenically; that there is no bad angle she can present to the camera, no matter what she does. With this knowl- edge as security, she does things no other actress dares to do. She understands, for instance, that a woman who drinks habitually does not get drunk in the same fashion as a woman ‘who is not saturated with alcohol. She knows the occasional drinker, given too much liquor on a certain evening, will be hilarious, sick, and pathetic in suc- _ cessive stages—and these are stages which, "with some women, can be amusing and - sometimes even attractive in a comic sort of way. But an habitual drunk wears a strange _ mask as the evening wears’ on: her H drunkenness is evidenced in speech that is overly precise, with a subtle slur and a throatiness. Her gait is not a stagger, it is an ordinary gait slowed like a b Phonograph record played under tempo, ' with occasional near-accidents quickly _ recovered. And Ingrid knows, too, that a woman . awakening with a hangover is hideous. Thus in Notorious, and again in Arch ' of Triumph, there is a special realism about her drunk scenes. I don’t think _ anyone who saw Notorious can forget _ that wisp of hair that had somehow got ' caught in her mouth during the night, ' and which she was too hung over to _ notice during much of the following sequence. Ingrid has no inhibitions about herself. _ She does not bother to minimize what ' she likes about Bergman any more than ) she rationalizes what is wrong. _ When we went together to watch the first rushes on Arch, she sat lounging in the deep leather chair and made no com- Ment until the first scene was finished. pape aS, alas 3 he A _ After the next scene, she sat m glum ilence, “Well?” I asked. “ __-—-~—- (Continued on page 105) “Good,” she said then. “I was wonderful.” alr—| ‘Soaping dulls. Halo dlorilies 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! HALO REVEALS THE HIDDEN BEAUTY OF YOUR Ay =i ‘

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H 4 i | can LETTER coffee the set was joining her. Ge HOS. everything, ” ° rank, | of busy all over the screen “Tt isn’t that bad.” : “Tt was that bad.” It is taken for granted in Hollywood that Ingrid Bergman be addressed as “Miss Bergman,” although she would be the last person in the world to suggest the formality. Only a few people— Milestone, David Lewis, Leo McCarey, Bing Crosby, myself—call her by her first name. There is already the aura of The Great Star about Ingrid which communi- cates itself to everyone who meets her. ' She is almost a legend, as Garbo was a legend, and Bernhardt: but there could not be a greater difference between two personalities than that between Bergman and Garbo. I have worked with both. Both are Swedish. Both are magnificent actresses. But Garbo never conquered her shyness, and her work to her was almost a holy rite. Ingrid’s work is a consuming passion; yet she is able to draw a curtain in her mind between work and the rest of life; and she is no longer shy. : She is, of course, beginning to realize that she is a star. You cannot receive Osears, and be number one at the box- office without being aware that you are something very special. People change, and Ingrid has changed in accordance with her new stature. It has taken her a long time to discover that life can be great fun as well as an earnest business. 't aint funny, mcegee .. . Ingrid has a sense of humor that ' matches her healthy mind and body. She is outraged by filth of any description. She has always managed to disappear in the midst of the telling of dirty stories, and although she has removed herself without remark, the scent of her tacit disapproval remained, somehow to the raconteur’s embarrassment. There is a Bergman personality in the process of development which would be fairly unrecognizable to those Hollywood residents who knew the _ self-conscious Ingrid when she first arrived from Sweden. The changes are expressed in little things, unimportant on the surface but. of tre- mendous significance when one considers her almost unbelievable popularity with studio personnel. Consider the matter of the mid-morning “break” when she was making Bells of St. Mary’s, over at RKO. ‘On her first day there, Ingrid found her- - self growing tired and irritable at ,about eleven o’clock and accordingly asked for a cup of coffee. After a considerable interval, a waiter appeared with a tray containing one pot of coffee, sugar, cream and one cup. Ingrid had taken only a sip or two when she observed that no one else on She beckoned to an assistant producer and asked him why this was so. He told her that RKO had a no-coffee, no-time-out rule. “Why, then,” she said, “I can’t possibly sit here having coffee when it is forbidden the rest.” And immediately sent the tray away. She knew, of course, what she was doing. Ingrid Bergman could not be allowed to ' sulk or be made unhappy because of lack of coffee; and if she would not drink her coffee unless it were made available to _ the others on the set, there was no alter- _ native except to revise the rule. This was done. She found that a different attitude pre- 4 vailed at Enterprise Studios when she Beered to make Arch of Triumph. A ffet table was set up in the sound stage (Continued on page 107) Ne Pa NEW RCA VicToR ALBUM...BY PoPULAR DEMAND / Prices are suggested list prices, exclusive of taxes. Radio Corp. of America. THe STARS WHO MAKE THE Hirs ARE ON RCA VICTOR RECORDS PERSEPHONE Cas ¢ s Marie Elena * Song of the Islands * Mexicali Rose In Apple Blossom Time * The Anniversary Waltz * Carolina Moon "Til the Sands of the Desert Grow Cold * Roses of Picardy Eight of your favorite love songs in moonlight-mood arrangements by “The Waltz King” and his orchestra. Ask for RCA Victor Album P-171, $3.15. “ MORE HITS — FRESH FROM RCA Vicr, OR Ia RODGERS and HART Album—Milton Berle, Betty Garrett, Marie Greene, Vic Damone. Includes This Can’# Be Love, Falling in Love with Love, There's a Small Hotel, Here in My Arms, others. P-170, $3.75. COWBOY CLASSICS—Sons of the weeds, Cool Wafer, Trees, Blue Prairie, others. P-168, $3.15. HARMONICA CLASSICS —John Se- bastian. Includes Malaguena, Inca Dance, Rifual Fire Dance, The Maiden Pioneers. Includes Tumbling Tumble- - with the Flaxen Hair, Moroccan Sere- nade, Stompe a la Turca, Harmonica Player, others. P-166, $3.15. Naturally...on RCA Victor Records! Victor's billion-record skill, plus RCA’s electronic wizardry, make music sound so nafural on RCA Victor Records! Hear them on a Victrola radio-phonograph. (Victrola—T. M. Reg. U.S. Pat. Off.) SEE’“CARNEGIE HALL,“new United Artists film starring RCA Victor artists Heifetz, Jan Peerce, Artur Rubinstein, Leopold Stokowski, Vaughn Monroe} — *HIS MASTER'S VOICE”

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RCo riinited For page 105) containing cups bearing the names of each person associated with the production. Cookies, cakes, fruit juices, various cola Grinks and everything but scotch were provided, as well. If I make it sound as if food and drink were important to Ingrid Bergman, it is because that is true. Between pictures she lives casually at home, without pay- ing too much attention to her weight or figure. When an assignment is imminent, she diets. Then, for the duration of the picture, she once again eats what she likes. She can do this because she works so hard that no amount of food could add a pound to her weight. She is partial to beef tar- tare—chopped beef mixed with egg, onion and garlic, and eaten raw—which is not fattening; and to ice cream, which is very fattening. When she is at home in Hollywood, Ingrid lives in a Provincial house in Beverly Hills. She calls it a “big small house” because it does not have many rooms. But each one is on a grandiose scale. The living room is fifty feet long, with.a dining space attached to one end. There are a number of nooks in the walls ‘of this room, and Ingrid calls them “con- BR eveation groups.” She enjoys people like the Alfred Hitchcocks and the Jean Renoirs, ‘and adores giving dinner parties for them. She drives a Studebaker coupe, not ‘very new. She has a skimpy wardrobe because she is not fascinated with clothes. “When she comes downstairs she may well be dressed in a sweater and a tweed skirt, both of which appear to complement the “French Provincial furniture with which she -and Dr. Lindstrom have furnished their - house. She has no conception of the value of _money, but she is instinctively thrifty. i | SAW IT HAPPEN My girl friend’s Marine brother was stationed in California, after having served overseas. One day he and a couple of other servicemen were trying to sink a putt on Bing Crosby’s golf course, which was free to the armed forces. They were soon joined’ by an wnprepossessing guy, wearing a sweat-shirt, baggy green slacks (“You could have sat in the bags at the knees,’ said the brother), moccasins and no sox. The guy asked casually, “Can I join you fellows in a game?” The servicemen assented. During the entire game the stranger hummed a tune—and the others knew to whom that hum be- longed. It was Bing Crosby! Later, they went back to the club house, where Bing heard himself singing on a juke-box. He said, “Imagine that! After knocking myself out on the course all afternoon, I’ve got to come back and listen to that!” Arlene Hart Rochester, N. Y. She simply pays no attention to the prob- lem of expenditures. For a long period she has been financially independent; her needs are not great, since she is not a devotee of the chinchilla-and-diamonds manner of living. It pleases her that her husband can contribute his services to clinics rather than offering them for a TATIONERY by the creators of Hit Notes 6%, Culog fee, and she is glad that her life is not complicated by worry over bills and how to pay them. She likes to sing, and to play the piano. She reads scripts of plays and pictures, and all the current books. She likes parties, and she adores to go dancing of an evening with Dr. Lindstrom. She likes night clubs and smart cafés. She is an addict of the thing called excitement and loves new experiences. These are the things I know about the fascinating creature named Ingrid Berg- man, and they are not nearly enough to define her character for you, nor her per- sonality, nor to give you the experience of reacting to her charm, being stimu- lated by her occasional flashes of genuine temperament, or watching her grow not only as an especially endowed woman but as a fine artist. But there is one thing about Ingrid which I feel you must remember above everything else. That is her quality of tranquillity with excitement, her self- possessed awareness. She is an adult. She can laugh, when others would com- plain. I like the story of her interview with Leo McCarey, the charming genius who wrote, produced and directed Going My Way and Bells of St. Mary, and who asked Ingrid to play Eve in his new, ambitious production, which is titled Adam and Eve. “There’s one thing,’ Ingrid said. “My agent tells me it’s time I demanded top billing. Can you give me that?” McCarey regarded her with an expres- sion of sheer wonderment. “Of course,” he said finally. “The ads will read, ‘In- grid Bergman and Whoever, in Eve and Adam.’ Right?” “Okay, Vl wait for that top billing,” smiled Ingrid. x Your favorite musical stars announce: “WE HAVE .daclogr afthed YOUR WRITING PAPER” Just think! These nine artists together bring you THEME HITS, the most exciting stationery ever created. 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4 1 \ } i: =a ae (ag VE EO ODES S | friend! He eouldu’é fale but) he rent pointing to ie door. There in the lock was the key. I think you love people more for the small foolishnesses you remember, than for any sterling virtues they may have. The picture of Larry, struggling through that window, is all I need to put me in a sentimental mood for a week. Well, we had a honeymoon. One month. And Larry worked every single night, all night. After that, I went back to New York. It’s funny, when I look back on our marriage. For two years, we were busy grabbing a week here, and a month there, _so that I still can’t believe we’re together now, in a place of our own, with an honest- to-God cat, and a cook, and a hammock in the backyard. Sometimes we sit out in the hammock till midnight, swinging, while the air gets cooler and sweeter, and I have to pinch Larry to prove I’m not dreaming. We go off into “do you remember?” routines. There was the time Larry got to New York this last winter, after he’d finished Down To Earth, with Rita. He’d had a rocky trip out, but we were going to have five days together. Together with the city of New York, that was. Because a Columbia representative met him the minute he got in, and handed him a schedule, He had-a date every half hour. They got us a beautiful suite at the Waldorf, and we used to retire to it late at night, and laugh. “How nice to see you, Miss Garrett,’ my husband would say. “So glad you could come.’ And I’d say, “Lovely party. Don’t forget youre being photographed at two. How o you do, how do you do, how do you 0?’ We were laughing with tears in our eyes. Larry made five New York trips last year. I couldn’t get away at all. After the show, I’d clean off'my makeup, and we’d walk around the dirty, exciting streets. ‘We both love New York. There are so many memories... When Larry was going to school at the Group Theater Studio, and guiding Rocke- feller Center tours as a side-line, he lived . on 39th Street, between 6th and ‘th Avenues. beer-barrel serenade... There was a restaurant across the street—called Zucca’s—and about four o’clock every morning, they started bang- ing beer cans around. In the beginning, Larry’d leap out of bed, start pulling on his pants, and wonder why the place was being raided. After a while, he got so he simply stayed in bed and muttered bad words. It’s strange that we never ran into each other before we did, our backgrounds were so parallel. Larry was born in Olathe, Kansas. I was born in St. Joe, Missouri, right across the border! We were both only children, of middle- class families. We even had the same dramatic school teachers, though we went to different schools. And we both came to New York in 1936. After we got married, we'd be talking, and I’d mention a girl I ran around with in New York, and Larry’d stare. “You knew her?” he’d ask. “Well, I was practically her best 1” He’d grin. “Me too.” “Oh, really,” I'd start, a little miffed, and then I'd notice that his eyes were twinkling, and I’d have a breakdown, too. I love this house we have now so much it frightens me. You shouldn’t get that Betached to anything erate But I’ve Discover the lovely secret of April Showers mystery, a breath of romance. Enchanting fragrance for enchanted hours! Eau de Toilette, $2.00 Dusting Powder, $1.00 Perfume, $7.50, $4.50, $1.25 PERFUME There’s fresh bright magic in this gay perfume! Frolic whispers to you of high- hearted moments—joy that lingers in your heart, and his! Eau de Toilette, $2.00. Dusting Powder, $1.00. Talcum Powder, 50¢. Perfume, $7.50, $4.50; debu- tante size, $1,25 —plus tax .a dash of recklessness, a murmur of

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: aaroe The proof of my ignorance about houses came one afternoon. I was home all by my- self, and I’d decided to haul some wood in, and surprise Larry. I was going at it with a zeal to break your back, when a lady came and sat on our porch. “Hello,” said the lady. “I’m from the tax assessment office. Last time we assessed this house, the furniture was worth $200. Do you have the same furniture?” We'd bought the house as was—stamp scales, down puffs, everything—so I said yes. But the $200 value amazed me. “I’m sure it’s worth more than that,” I told her. “Why, we’ve bought a brand-new re- frigerator, and I have my own | good silver—” The upshot of it all was that the lady raised the assessment value, and when Larry came home, he got hysterical. And he kept right on teasing. “Why don’t you write the government and tell them we can’t afford to pay our income tax this year, because I. gave you a diamond ring, honey?” I had to grin, too..I grin just looking at that ring. It’s very simple, and very lovely. I'd never thought about a diamond before. When we were first married, we needed so many other things. And: then, last Christmas, Larry handed me this little box, and I looked in it, and I could feel my throat all closing up. “After two and a half years of marriage, I’ve decided to get engaged to you,” he said cheerfully. “There are times when youre quite cute.” Sometimes I think Larry’s too consci- entious. He works so hard, he gets so nervous about things. On the other hand, I’m too lax, too willing to “do it tomorrow.” He’s got tremendous powers of concen- tration, and it’s hard to make him stop driving himself. > we “Allow me, Mr. Quimby." The first time I walked into the house and found some clothes on the floor where he’d dropped them, I rejoiced. I went hooting all over the house. “Larry, ~ Larry, Larry, you dropped your clothes on the floor.” He came out of the kitchen. “You like that, huh? Darling, you’re a moron.” ADVERTISEMENT *,..1 don’t mind the porridge wens but oem iran Peps He eee really despite my efforts. Bu little less tense than hy he’s influenced me for the better, too. Now, occasionally, Pll try to keep my mind on something for more than six and a half minutes flat. He’s in love with his little garden, and brags about it to everybody. I spoil things by announcing that it ought to look good, because after all, we have a gardener, and my husband says bitterly, “The times Jose comes in one year, you can count on Pepper’s seven toes.” (Pepper’s our cat, _ and she really has seven toes on one paw.) As usual, my husband is right. He’s been babying one little cactus for a year. | It has an odd, wine-colored flower, and you'd think he invented ie’ This last year’s been pretty terrific for | both of us. Larry won an award for The Jolson Story, and I won an award for Call Me Mister, and he’s getting better parts, and I’ve got an M-G-M contract. It’s happened so nicely, so that neither of us feels out of it, and each knows the excitement the other’s going through. And we're together. The only fault I find with my husband is that he likes to stand behind doors and leap out at me. He thinks if he tells me he’s going to do it, that makes everything all right. I can’t seem to explain to him that it’s even worse that way. By the time he finally leaps, I’m a nervous wreck. But sometimes, when we're just sitting in front of the fireplace, I can forgive him | even that, because the light ‘flickers strangely over his thin, brown face, and I find myself being moved for no particular reason, or for a lot of particular reasons, and they all look like Larry Parks. | I forgot to tell 708 ee the nicest guy I know.

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(Continued from page 52) stomachs, and not always that. Marion and I meant the same to her as Lindsay Diane means to Ted and me. Here was my baby getting the best of care, and me going to pieces over an air bubble. For the first f time, I really got a dim idea of the punish- ment my mother had taken. There are all kinds of heroes in this world. For the first time I realized that one kind is my mother. Her hard times started early. Our child- hood—Marion’s and mine—was pretty rugged, but in between we managed to have some fun. Momma never had any. _,She was nine when her mother died and she went to live with a family where she washed and cooked and took care of the kids to earn her keep: At sixteen, she took a job with the phone company, didn’t know a thing about life, thought she was _ in love with the first guy who came along, ‘and boom! they were married. Marion was four and I was two when they called it a day, and my father faded quietly out of the picture. : From then on it was strictly up to Momma. She heard you could get work at the Oldsmobile plant in Lansing, so we 'moved there from Battle Creek. Then word got around that the money was bet- ter in Detroit, and that’s where most of my memories begin. My earliest memories are of Momma scrubbing. She was a bug on cleanliness. We lived in a brokendown flat, and keep- ing it clean was tough unless all the other tenants felt the same way, and there were always some who didn’t. But Momma never gave up. After a day at the factory, she’d come home and scrub and scour and disinfect. And wash our clothes. Momma worked at Chrysler’s, trimming cars. That meant she stood on the assembly line, sticking tacks into the upholstery as it came along. You had to work real fast, and sometimes your hands would get in the way. I remember she’d come home with her fingers swollen to twice their natural size. It used to break my heart, but she’d ' laugh it off. “Never mind my fingers. Just be a good girl and do what Marion says.” Saeed ati 5 big sister... She depended a lot on Marion. Maybe ' too much, she thinks now, but what else could she do? To start working at seven, _ she’d have to be up by 5:30. Before leav- ing, she’d lay our clean clothes on a chair and set the alarm. Marion always heard it. She’d wake me up and get breakfast, which wasn’t much of a job. Momma was deathly scared of fire. She’d have night- _ mares about our getting burned up. So _ every morning she’d hide the matches, and _ winter or summer we'd eat cold break- fast food. 2 _ Things really got bad when the depres- sion started. There were times when we . couldn’t pay the rent, little as it was, and ) she made a deal to keep the halls and _ stairways scrubbed so they wouldn’t put us out. : ' Tl never forget the time Momma’d been out all day, looking for work. All she said _ when she came in was, “I’m not. hungry,” darn well she was hungry, but we also knew there was no sense in making a _ fuss, she’d only feel worse. So we pre- ended, fine, she’d eaten somewhere. There _was a solitary can of beans in the house. Marion heated the beans and the two of us sat there, with the tears dripping off our chins on to the plate. y mother never read any psychology it must have been instinct or | obvail cou WAVE and went inside to lie down. We knew TTY RACKIN. iM MOLIOR PLEO’ ee Ge “IT HAPPENED ON FIFTH AVENUE” a Roy Del Ruth Production for Allied Artists * So baey to style your haji, when you give Yourself ., with easy-to-use Plastic Curlers And it’s so easy, too, to give yourself a Portrait Cold Wave right in your own home because Portrait features Plastic Curlers specially designed for easy home use. In two to three hours, soft, gloriously-natural waves that last and last! Portrait comes complete with 50 plastic curlers that can be used over and over again. Complete $1.49 plus tax Refill Kit $1.00 ORIGINATORS OF PLASTIC CURLERS FOR HOME COLD WAVES. CoLtp WAVE PERManent AT ALL DRUG, COSMETIC AND NOTION COUNTERS. TRIAL OFFER. Now you can see how easy it is to give _ Portrait-perfect Cold Wave at home. Send for Trial Ki _ Contains everything you need including 8 Plastic Curlers _... Ideal for end curls. _ — ‘ms aoe dl oes ets ee am ts eee Bas: H.H. TANNER COMPANY 127 East 9th Street, St. Paul, Minnesota Dept. D-1 Please send me (how many?) Portrait Trial Kits including Plastic Curlers. | enclose 25 cents for each kit to cover handling and postage. Fr i I i i i U yo assure 8 PROE syn ar LOOWING Y JAAHANENY WHE Cunn A es cogwine PH ss ns, TLortie F i Address Name \ ans PACHAGE cone Cie eee Ole State—

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‘boots and lifted me with it. There was no | logic in it. I knew she was prejudiced. But I didn’t need logic then; I needed | faith. “Now we go,” I thought, “or we’re finished.” Well, we weren’t finished. I'd stopped shaking; I felt like someone had fiven me wings; I saw people nudging each other, laying down their knives and forks, the waiters quit serving... . They kept me on stage for an hour. hen it was over I found Momma on a little iron fire-escape outside the building. We fell into each other’s arms and cried nd_ cried. Vincent said to Momma: “I think you ought to stay with Betty. She’s so young.” _ At the time, my salary was still $65 a eek, which didn’t go a long way in New Work. Today I was a small hit. Tomorrow could be a big bust. In a factory, senior- ity’s very important. Momma’d worked years for hers, she didn’t want to lose it. She . said: “Tll try to get an extension of my leave.” But they wouldn’t give it to ner. I was young and sure of myself. “You you, you’ll never have to go back.” — _ Vincent didn’t make any promises. He just said: “Mabel, you ought to stay.” “So she stayed, and it turned out all Tight. But for all she knew then, it could have turned out just as wrong. _ We’ve had lots of wonderful experiences (Casa Manana opening, because it was the ‘first. And I don’t think you could top our first Christmas in New York. For one thing, Glenn Miller’s band was playing the old Paradise Restaurant, and his singer ‘was none other than Miss Marion Hutton. But the five-star feature for me was my ther’s coat. All my life I’d been saying, 5ome day, Momma, you'll have a fur ‘coat down to here.” That was my idea of iches—a fur coat down to the ground. One day we were passing a little Seventh Avenue shop, and there was a coat in the | Window—black cloth with an imitation Persian lamb collar. “Most elegant coat [ ever saw in my life,” said Momma. gift for a queen... Next day I ran in to price it—$49.50. The money wasn’t easy to save, but dollar by dollar I stashed it away, and on Christmas Eve the coat was lying in its pox under the tree. I’d planned to be real nonchalant about the coat, but by the time [ plunked it in Momma’s lap, I was so eyed up I must have looked like some- ng on wires. Z ? Of course it’s not fur,” I babbled as if didn’t know. “But at least it’s new. jas never somebody else’s first.” low she’s got a fur coat and a car and an apartment she swears is twice too big for her, but we think she’s entitled to Spread herself a little. ut sometimes I suspect my mother: metimes I catch a happy glint in her ke the time Ted’s room was just fin- ished, and the painters didn’t leave things 3 clean as she thought they should’ve. you dropped in that day, you’d have a blonde in a house dress, bon-ami sail of water at her feet, scraping ig spots off the French doors with a azor blade, and humming a lively tune. other, d if i ‘er was no maid, folks. That was my ‘won't have to go back, Momma. I promise | together since, but you couldn’t top that | that no Chanel No. 5 ever put there. . ero Wei aiear ge a EY Na ee ORCS le ner ho said nothing could astonish @ SENIaHY F . OFFICE GIRLS TEST NEW NAPKIN—8&2 OUT OF 103 REPORT NO CHAFING WITH FREE-STRIDE MODESS! East, West, North, South —the bright girls who smooth the path of business have made a smooth discovery for you! Business girls who had suffered chafe with their regular napkin tested a new, improved napkin, Free-Stride Modess. Purpose of the test: To see if Modess gave them freedom from chafe. The result: 82 out of 103 reported no chafing with Free-Stride Modess! The secret of chafe-free comfort so many girls found in Modess lies in the clever fashioning of the napkin edges. 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-Siride Modess has a triple safety shield—and a sealed-in de- odorant—wonderful guards against em- barrassment! No telltale outlines with Modess—it’s silhouette-proof! On sale everywhere now. Product of Personal Products Corporation.

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The poor kid would definitely not last out the act. She looked cadaverous. She looked dis- interred. Dear Lord, Eileen thought, I promised her mother I’d take care of her, and I forgot the vitamin pills this morning, and she hasn’t worn boots in all this snow, and now she’s just plain going to conk out on me. Diana played her numbers per- fectly, spoke her lines in a good strong voice, and the whole thing tore Hileen apart. Who was it that got through his performance and then keeled over? EHn- rico Caruso or someone. Well, shades of him. The show must go on and all that. Poor, poor kid. When the act was over Eileen was waiting for her in the dressing room. = “How was it?” Diana bubbled. “Did you hear them clap? Was I okay?” “You were perfectly fine,’ Eileen mur- mured, bewildered by the healthy face before her. “Only you looked like—dar- ling, excuse me, but for a while there you did look so frightful.” Diana looked stricken. “The dark make- up!” she said. “They told me to put it on, but old smarty pants here—I thought I knew better. Well, if I must, I must .. .” Eileen sank onto the couch and took three vitamin pills. They had more fun over that dark make- up. The first time Eileen saw her in it she didn’t recognize her. passed her in the hall backstage and didn’t even nod. Another time, Diana had a date for lunch at the Hotel Stevens. She went right over from the theater complete with terrifically theatrical-looking puss. Her date was a little late, and she stood in the lobby—fur coat, dark glasses and dark makeup—suddenly aware of the stir she was causing. Gangs of men, apparently at a convention, ogled her. A few did those clucking noises and one whistled. No one got around to asking her for a date, but she’s convinced that if she’d had another couple of minutes in which to operate she’d have been booked solid for the week- end. However, when her date appeared and whisked her off, she could hear two of the would-be mashers sourgrapes-ing it to each other. “Hard as nails,” one of them muttered. “And he’s such a nice respect- able-looking youngster, too.’ “Glamor,” intoned the other. “The college boys can’t resist it.” Diana shrieked inside. She and Eileen got to know the other people who were appearing on the same bill, and they had a wonderful two weeks together. The two Lanes were a constant source of entertainment in a nerve-rack- Literally. She_ - blue satin. Q. Is Lynn your real name? a, =— : ae | ia > | ing Marx Brotherish way, One was always — whipping out some leather work, and the other was constantly poring over a bit of sewing. Diana was practically positive it was a gag, but they were so dead-pan about it, she couldn’t be really sure. Bob Evans, the ventriloquist, was ap- pearing at the theater at the same time with a superbly smart-alecky red-haired dummy named Jerry O’Leary. One Satur- | day evening, with four shows down and two to go, Diana stumbled wearily into her dressing room to find Jerry O’Leary sitting on her couch. “I simply cannot go on one more time today,” he said. Diana nodded her head. “I simply can’t either,” she told him. Then she gave him | one good look and screamed for Bob. Who was just outside the door, naturally. Evenings, after the 8:30 show, they’d sometimes all go out together; Bob Evans, Bill Johnson—who was also on the bill— Lou Breese, the really superb musical di- rector, and the Lanes, all with their wives and girls; Hileen and Diana with any of their host of swains. One night they went to a place where dozens of high school kids were apparently celebrating a mid- term graduation. The girls were in long white dresses, the boys all looked as if |) they’d been to the barber at the most ten minutes before. A few of them came over to the table and asked Diana to dance. |; She’d have loved to, but she couldn’t, of |/{ course. There were so many of them, and | if she’d danced with one she would have had to dance with them all, and her escort would have had two strokes. The young- sters were so cute when she told them she was sorry, but she just couldn’t. They said, | } “That’s okay, Miss Lynn,” and grinned at | { her, and weren’t in the least fresh or dis- gruntled. She’s pretty sold on Chicago |, kids. They were all so nice. There wasn’t |; one, not even one, that misbehaved. | When she did her stint for the March of Dimes, selling autographs at ten cents apiece, the youngsters walked by her desk |, in orderly fashion, some of them too shy to speak, some managing a breathless, “I’ve |~ seen your show eight times!” Two girls | | from the Moprern Screen Fan Club Associa- |} tion came backstage to see her one day, and | Diana was impressed by how grown-up and | tn intelligent they were. Another day a | Chinese girls’ club came to her hotel room. |, They were sweet and soft-voiced, and Ss they gave her a silk scarf and handker- |; chief that she adores. t iW 7 | | { | | ] | A ) F 3 U ta T 0 | a a ring for diana... The youngsters were always doing nice 4 things for her. They sent her red roses |}, and candy and little notes that said, “You |}« looked beautiful on the stage tonight,” |», and “Please play ‘The Man I Love’ again any tomorrow.” One boy from Oak Park sent |/9j, her his high school ring and asked her, Ha by mail, for a date. She’d have liked to |h},; have gone—his note was so sweet—but /)j, she was afraid that perhaps his mother been wouldn’t approve, and the weather was so |p; hideous for him to contemplate driving }},, in. She sent back the ring with the gentlest } jj; no-thank-you letter she’d ever written. 0 The Daily News arranged a junior press aby conference one day, and dozens of high }, school kids were there, representing their fh, school papers. Diana was prepared for the fp, usual run-of-the-mill queries, and there |}, were some of these. (Q. Which of the} « dresses that you brought on this tour do }j, you like best? A. My off-the-shoulder ice };.,. Wor; _A. No, it’s Loehr. Etc., etc.) But she was} fi - fa G

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‘said, their last night there. surprised at the depth of some of the questions, and one of them was partic- ularly thought-provoking. What do you think about actors in politics? She replied that she approved of actors campaigning for broad issues like tolerance, as Frank Sinatra has done, but that she did not think actors should go“out and stump for individual candidates. One of the questions put to her wasn’t exactly profound, but she couldn’t seem to put it out of her mind. It was the query, “Why don’t you smile when you play that classical music?” Diana answered, “I'll try next time.” And she did, too, but Eileen said it was awful. “A Cheshire cat grin does not go with ‘Clair de Lune.’” Between five shows a day (six on Satur- days) and meeting the press and sleeping a little, there wasn’t much time to see the town, but Diana did manage a bit of gadding. She went over to Marshall Field’s one day and loved it. She had a memory- making dinner at Henrici’s, the oldest restaurant in Chicago, where dining is positively an art. She went to the Chez Paris and heard Tony Martin, and to the Riocabana to roll in the aisles over Jerry Lester. But maybe she had the most fun of all at a place called Gibby’s. Bob Evans or someone had told her about it and had told her about a short cut for reaching it. Diana and Eileen set off one night on foot. They came to a cobblestone alley- way and Diana said, “This is the short- cut.” It was pitch dark, and the going was not good, especially for Eileen who teeters on perfectly smooth sidewalks. The wind set their hats askew, and as they paused for breath in an eerie patch of light from a street lamp, Diana guesses they did look like something out of a Hitchcock movie. Anyway, a policeman—swinging his club in a doorway—said, “Move along, girls,” and sent them scurrying and giggling on their way again. Gibby’s, when they finally found it, was a one-flight-up place, sort of dim and smoky and definitely no glitterspot. But the food was gorgeous, and Sam the piano player was red hot, and for Diana and Eileen everything was on the house. “Ym going to miss this place,” Diana She turned and faced Hileen. “You know—don’t laugh —I'm really going to miss Chicago.” “Me, too,’ Hileen said. “Gee, what a beautiful, big-hearted town.” among our souvenirs... . Looking out of her taxicab window as they drove out to the airport next day, Diana felt a funny nostalgia wash over her. It was ridiculous. You didn’t get senti- mental over a town you’d only known for sixteen days. Yet there it was. She thought about Bill, one of the doormen at the theater, who'd brought her in her bacon and tomato sandwiches and regaled her with tales of when Frankie Sinatra and Danny Kaye and other lights were appearing at the theater. 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So, for a little while, Guy stepped out with other charmers and now and then Gail was seen with someone else. But the “cure” didn’t work, They were unhappy kids. Several weeks ago, Mrs. Russell had an operation that was a complete success. For the first time in months and months the strain of worry was off Gail’s shoulders. But she hesitated to call Guy. She hadn't heard from him in a long time. Maybe he had be- come interested in someone else. After all, a girl has her pride. One evening, her telephone rang and it was one of her best girl friends on the other end of the wire. “Do you feel like a double date tonight?”” the g.f. asked. “No, I don't,” replied Gail, “particularly not with someone I haven't met.” But the friend insisted that getting out would be good for her. Well, I guess you've guessed it by now. The “blind date’ was Guy—and since then they've been constantly together. I've lost my gift for guessing if that gleam in their eyes doesn't mean matrimony. Studios and troubles—be hanged. - * * * If there’s anything around these parts any swankier than the Santa Anita Turf Club, I’ve missed it. Only the creme de creme of the social and movie worlds are permitted to be members and in case anyone “lends” tickets to pals or outsiders, the ducats are prompily picked up by guards at the doors. I've frequently been amused at the way some of the staid Eastern visitors and blue- bloods have forgotten all about the horses in being absorbed in the movie stars. Betty Grable knocked the conservatives for a loop with her long red cigarette holder that is exactly the color of a fireman's hat. Betty is expecting a baby soon, and shows it, so the combination of the red holder is really a “race” stopper—no pun! Mickey Rooney is another who never fails to get his share of attention, usually because he is accompanied by a tall blonde at least a foot taller than he. Mickey also has a little trick of giving out wrong information about the lady’s name. She's a different Miss Some- body every week. Franchot Tone, very serious and dignified behind glasses, is seldom recognized. Rosalind Russell always appears looking like a fashion plate. : No movie set was ever decorated as elab- orately as the Turf Club lounge. Each week the floral decorations are changed into an entirely different color scheme. Sometimes the place is ablaze with red roses. Again it’s peach or cherry blossoms. And the day of the $100,000 Handicap, the enormous room was a mass of white orchids—even strung in garlands over the mirror of the bar. * * * Hollywood's biggest parties this month were inspired by two of the biggest social families in this country—the Astors and the Fords. Mrs. Vincent Astor, one of the three lovely Cushing sisters, hostessed a wonderful affair at the home of Annabella. “Minnie” Astor certainly proved that an Eastern hostess knows how to give a good Hollywood party in Hollywood. Of course, she had the expert assistance of Annabella, who is still living in the warm, spacious and colorful Ty Power home. It was a real Who's Who in Hollywood with every important star in our town dancing to the wonderful music and staying way past movie stars’ bed time. Mrs. Astor and Annabella didn’t make the mistake of turning the charming house into a miniature night club. It still looked like a lovely home even though a flower strung tent was added to the dining room. When they were married, Ty and Annabella collected some really beautiful paintings, and believe me, they were much admired. I was very amused at Ronald Colman, who is always very reserved, even with his closest friends. : “We've got a beauty on our hands, Lou- ella,” he told me. “You should see Juliet. She's lovely.” Mrs. Colman told me that the young deb of the family had been told she could give her father anything she, herself, selected for his birthday—so what does she pick out but a whistle? Said Ronnie, “I haven't had a chance to use it—but I will, most assuredly.” The Charles Boyers were celebrating their thirteenth wedding anniversary. “Not every- body in Hollywood is getting divorced,” said Charles. Not everybody, indeed. Maria Montez was flashing a bracelet given her by Jean Pierre Aumont for their daughter's birthday, which is the same as the Boyers’ wedding an- niversary. “Charles is her godfather,” Maria - said. I've never seen Margaret Sullavan looking so perfectly beautiful. Her husband, Leland Hayward, is still ill, so Marggie came with their good friend, Jimmy Stewart. She was wearing a green sequined dress and, while never in your wildest moments do you think of her as a clothes horse, she was a dream. Lilli Palmer and Rex Harrison were enjoy- ing themselves because it was Saturday night and neither had to get up early the next morning. Rex always reminds me of the King of England—and I always tell him so. Joan Bennett was stunning in a black brocaded dress with gold birds. I told her I had a dress of the same material. But doggone if I look like Joanie in it. ; £.

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a stunning-looking blonde by the name of Maria Costes. Her husband was a noted French flyer, often called “the Lindbergh of jewels as hers—even in Hollywood. 5 * * * _ This month's letter Postscript: Each month I invite you readers of MopERN ScREEN to _ write me about your favorites in stars and _ movies and newcomers. Last month, I had a letter that interested _me very much and I can’t help but feel that _the writer expresses the opinions of many | Others. He said, in effect, that too much em- | phasis is put on newcomers and that thou- sands of fans are just as interested in the more mature stars such as Spencer Tracy, Walter Pidgeon, Clark Gable, and even play- | ers long missing from the movies, including | Jean Arthur and Greta Garbo. Bingo for the gent! I think he’s right. If you feel the same way—here’s the very latest on some of the above-mentioned stars. I've never seen Spencer Tracy look so handsome as he does with his almost com- pletely white thatch of hair. On the screen ‘it photographs blonde—but Spence is not a 4 guy to fool with the color of his hair in pri- _ vate life. Instead of making him look older, a looks like a million dollars in one-dollar bills. I saw him dining at La Rue cafe the _ other night, sitting at a table next to Veronica ‘Lake’s. It was hard to decide which was the most “platinum blonde’’—Ronnie or Spence, and I think they were a bit amused them- selves although they did not speak. Most _ people away from Hollywood think all actors _know one another. That's not true. Greta Garbo was much in the news after she “inherited” a $20,000 farm from a man in the East she had never met. There was “something unbearably sgd and lonely about this man’s will. Obviously, he had been secretly in love with Garbo for years. He "even made a trip to Hollywood in the hope of meeting her and marrying her. Instead of disappointing him or making him turn against her, it seemed merely to make him more of a recluse to his neighbors and friends. When he died and left everything to Greta—it made front page news. i Those close to her said she was very be- ildered about what to do with the strange | inheritance. At first, she was going to flatly "5 efuse to accept it. But her good friend, Gay- ord Hauser, advised her that a great deal of good might be done by taking the money and turning it over to the Sister Kenny foundation. | As for Jean Arthur, she’s back on the Jscreen—or will be soon—making Foreign Aftair for Billy Wilder at Paramount. Con- ‘tary to the opinion of a lot of people in Hollywood, Jean was not being temperamental when she didn’t make Voice of The Turtle ‘at Warners. She had been all dressed and feady to go out to the studio to huddle about hat picture when she was notified that the eal was off. When Jean starts her new movie ‘ara, I want to be one of the first to visit 4 : ; ived from Paris, came with him. She’s ' France.” I’ve never in my life seen such If you drop your fork, should you — CO Pick it up. 0 Have your date pick it up 3 OO Ask for another Ah-ah—mustn’t touch. Let slipping silver lie! When your fork or any tableware falls, ignore it. Ask for another. By meeting trying . If your hands are clammy, what helps? © Hold a hanky OO Wear gloves 0 Use an anti-perspirant Smoothness and drippy hands don’t mix! To keep them un-clammy, cross your palms with an anti-perspirant before you go dancing. And to keep confident at certain times, choose those partners-in-comfort — Kotex and Kotex belts. That heavenly softness of Kotex stands by you, for Kotex is made to stay soft while you wear it. And, because your Kotex Wonderform Belt is elastic, fits divinely, you ll feel so carefree—so s-m-o-o-t-h! moments serenely, no one will be the wiser. Cherish that thought for trying days, too. You'll meet the eye without a qualm by choosing Kotex . . . because Kotex has flat pressed ends that prevent telltale outlines. And you can keep your daintiness beyond doubt—thanks to the deodorant locked in every Kotex napkin. Should you remember your beau’s Mom? 0 If you want to O By all means 0 No; you'll seem forward Send a gift to your best beau’s Mom? On Mother’s Day or her birthday, why not — if you want to? Maybe a hanky or a little cologne. (It needn’t cost a month’s Junch- money.) If etiquette puzzles you, bone up. And to outsmart “problem day” uncertainty —learn for yourself how Kotex protects you in an extra-special way. Yes, that ex- clusive safety center of Kotex gives you extra security. You’re sky-high in confidence! More women choose KOTEX® than all other sanitary napkins A DEODORANT IN EVERY KOTEX NAPKIN AT NO EXTRA COST

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Mrs. Russ 1 would sit in the living room - and smile to herself. © : _ The Russells also have a son, George— he’s “Russ” to most people—who’s been’ out of the army for about a year. He’s a musician, part of a trio. He and Gail hardly ever see each other, because he starts for work at about five p.m., and she’s just going home then. They meet so rarely, they almost need a formal introduction. 7 corny puts on the dog... _ The Russells also have a Maltese terrier, - and a honey-colored spaniel. The Maltese is named Corny (for Cornelia Otis Skin- ner) and she’s a very rare dog, white with black spots. Right now, she’s sporting a French poodle haircut. . This makes her feel very superior to Kelly, the spaniel, who’s a darling dog, but “not nearly so fashionable as Corny. __ Corny and Kelly and Russ and Gail and _ Mr. and Mrs. Russell all live in a seven room bungalow in Westwood—you already know about the leaky den—which they _ bought a year and a half ago. __ It’s a nice place, with a camellia bush out front, and a general air of charm. The best thing inside, as far as Gail’s concerned, is a special Thorens radio- BD konograch combination. It’ll play records, radio transcriptions, anything at all. And if the housing shortage got bad enough, she could sleep two people in it. _ Everybody else in her family is musi- cally gifted. Owning the Thorens is as close as she comes to it, and she admits it _ isn’t awfully close. Her gifts lie in other ner She never uses a makeup t i i i | f | | man, for instance. She applies her own | paint. _ _ And she can’t be dragged into a beauty | parlor. Every once in a while, somebody tries. “Come on, Gail. Maybe we'll fix _ your hair another way. Maybe we'll have i it trimmed a little. Maybe—” | She looks at the character out of those | pstrange, bruised eyes, and she says in that tired, husky voice, “Maybe we won’t.” And we don’t. She washes and sets her - own hair, and she keeps discovering silver hairs among the black. These cause her to go running to her ‘ peer, ek pacedy 7 the ae “Mother, ~ look— ause fraught wit meaning. ee ai 2 | INDIVIDUAL 5¢ anv 10¢ _ Her mother figures it’s a good time to get GREETING CARDS t some licks in. “Well, maybe if you didn’t COST YOU 2%¢ EACH UP read until two o’clock in the morning—” EUR RETEL Ea Sed one - This is the wrong approach. “Don’t you for FREE eatalog of wonderful want me to know anything?” eH eee cacl Gaia '_“Maybe you could learn enough by mid- NRE Bn eae “night?” meekly, from Mrs. Russell. Baas ueionatprovaluSpeiall Offers q Miss Russell, by this time, is deep ina NEW ENGLAND ART PUBLISHERS, BOX A, North Abington, Mass crossword puzzle, and has forgotten the ‘whole conversation. She has even for- gotten her gray hair. | | That drab,. bare-shelf look vanishes, lh you put a colorful “smile’’ on your kitchen instantly—with Royledge. It is edging | and paper shelving all-in-one—simply fold || down edge. Only Royledge has durable | double-edge; such wide choice of colors, i} patterns. Less than a penny a day to change | pattern monthly! Ask for Royledge at 5-and-10, naborhood, hardware, dept. stores. } HESHSESeI™ | : { \ } A NEW AND NOVEL WAY TO MAKE MONEY Bee RELIEVED jell um QUICKLY Gear | Wien your baby suffers from teething pains, justruba few drops - Crossword puzzles are a drug with her. Tt started when she was nervous, and omebody suggested knitting. “Knitting’ll NS We will send you a delightful story about Dr. Bec Pace | “Knitting’ll put me in the booby-hatch,” | Stillman’s Freckle Cream. It is not only SULA TN eae | Paaid TEES Reel shenply. “Purl cae drop | @ freckle bleach, but also a beautifying the pain will be relieved promptly. Write for FREE BEAUTY SUGGESTIO three—no thanks!” cream. It makes skin look lighter—feel Dr. Hand’s Teething Lotion is ‘| |’) And then she discovered crossword | softer, smoother. Over 380 million jars the prescriplion of a famous eats ! || puzzles. Crossword puzzles soothe her. | have been purchased by enthusiastic specialist and has been used by | ,|| Zhe only trouble with crossword puzzles | users! Only 50c at all Ree 4 mothers for over fifty years. One Js that they often demand a background | drug and cosmetic Pe ne oe bottle is usually enough for one ig|| Which she hasn’t got. She knows from counters. A postal card baby for the entire teething period. I, L d 3 E . : . See ee ae she ‘says cheer- | brings this amazing Si Buy it from your druggist today. lly, making bad. jokes. story of beauty to you! y And all she knows about perfumes is THE STILLMAN CO. oe “oy, D R i A NG D | S anvin’s Arpege, and all she knows about | Box2 Aurora, III. 7 @ cks is that she likes them, and all she df AS Re ay : TEETHING LOTION Just rub it on the gums

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Sold at drug and notion counters in 3 different absorbencies—Regular, Super, Junior. Tampax Incorporated, Palmer, Mass. Accepted for Advertising by the Journal of the American Medical Association (Continued from page 44) ce . . and her greatest, latest picture given its world premiere to coincide with the opening of the Kentucky Derby! With the stars—and the producer, of course—in attendance.” “Now listen—” “T don’t know why you never told me about this before. It’s a perfect promotion stunt. Ill have to get permission from New York, but that shouldn’t be—” “Tie, it’s just because you want to see the Derby!” “Of course, I want to see the Derby. Have you ever heard of a better excuse for me to be in Louisville Saturday? Now run along and let me get on the phone.” “But there’s something I ought—” “I don’t mean to be rude, Irene, but there’s a lot of work to do on this thing.” He took her by the arm and propelled her gently to the door, and through it. “Be packed’ by tomorrow night.” “Some men will not listen to anybody,” said Irene, but she said it to a closed door. And, knowing Leo, she was packed and ready the following evening. Thursday morning they were in the air, in a chartered plane approved by New York, headed for festivities approved by the Mayor of Louisville. Led had arranged the entire thing in a series of rapid-fire conversations Tuesday, during which long distance wires alternately sizzled with his commands and hummed with his charming blandishments. He had even remembered ‘to get, as a last minute thought, a Louisville theater in which to show his picture, My Favorite Wife. There were ten guests with Leo, includ- ing Irene and Randy Scott and Maggie Ettinger and Gene Fowler; Cary Grant, the other star of the picture, had had a previous engagement but had begged off on the excuse that he was afraid of his last name in the deep South .. . And everyone, with the apparent ex- ception of Irene, had a wonderful time. Leo, happily watching a horse named Gallahadean romp across the finish line first, discovered that he had the only $100 ticket on that horse that had been pur- chased at the track, and in consequence, upon presenting it to the cashier, received in return the tidy sum of $3800. local girl makes good... The premiere itself was an unbounded success, and, what with the speeches, the dinners, the parties, the headlines in the papers and the general whoop-de-do, there was no mistaking the fact that a local girl had come home, and -was furthermore indubitably a success. Why, then, had local girl conducted her- self with such unsmiling seriousness in private, offering only a wan, uncertain smile when, in public, she was acclaimed by her own? Even on the plane the next day, while everyone sang to pass the hours and Leo from time to time elatedly patted his bulging billfold, Irene was pensive. Finally, Leo made his way down the aisle to her seat, sat on his heels beside her, and said, “Irene, what’s the matter?” Then suddenly, in alarm, “For heaven’s sake don’t ery! Just tell me—there’s noth- ing we can’t fix.” “Fix this, then,” Irene said. “Remember the busloads of children who met me at the train, waving banners and shouting? Remember that the banners read, ‘Hail to Irene Dunne, Louisville School Alumnus’? Remember that because of this little junket of ours the Louisville public school system a ek ae ~ pane ‘exclusive declared an official holiday, in my honor?” Why not?” “Why not indeed! Because I never went to school in Louisville. I left there when I was practically a baby. I learned whatever I know—and that isn’t much, I’m beginning to think—in Madison.” “Wisconsin? With that accent?” “Indiana, darling. It’s just across the state line. But I just couldn’t tell those kids, when they were so full of beans and the holiday had been declared, and all—” Leo’s mouth hung open, rather unattrac- tively. “You mean .. .” “I "mean I feel like a cheat. That’s all. But you wanted so much to see a Ken- tucky Derby.” x laughter after the storm... She stopped, her voice drowned out by Leo’s monumental laughter. The others in the plane turned, and some of them hurried back, to find out what was so MADAM QUEEN ie. funny; and Leo told them with mingled : relief and delight. It is a not unwelcome, but certainly an uneasy, task to translate into words on paper the human being who is- Irene Dunne—at least the Irene Dunne, the Mrs. Francis Griffin, of 1947. This is not be- cause, in her way of life, she is an anomaly in Hollywood: there are any number of other beautiful, talented, financially—shall we say “comfortable”?— wives and mothers in that town who do their work well, find time to run their large, superbly designed and furnished houses in an orderly fashion, and who make a success of their marriages and their other personal responsibilities. It is just that, to be truthful, there is an indefinable, surely enviable barrier be- tween the woman and her personal life, and the rest of the world. Like all Holly- wood actresses, particularly great ones, she lives in the traditional goldfish bowl— but she has curtains fitted to hers, and she holds the strings that make them open or close. This is so important a part of her personality portrait that I put it in here deliberately, not as an apology but as a brush-stroke designed to enhance the picture you must have of her. Of course, the other Hollywood wives and mothers mentioned above do not | necessarily fit into her category on many counts. They did not play Anna in Anna and the King of Siam, for instance, nor did they appear where Irene Dunne ap- | peared on the recent treasury department list of top U. S. incomes. And I don’t mean that she is unapproachable. On the contrary . If you want to see her, you make an appointment and two minutes before the designated hour (since she, of course, will not herself be more than five minutes late, if that) you drive up the short road to her motor court, enter the white Georgian house, and like as not are met by Mary Frances Griffin, aged 12, a slim, attractive, self-possessed young lady who | likes to meet people. (Often enough during the war, indeed, when Mary Frances came home from Marymount obtrusively took over the job. In the end, Irene found that she could bow out of| these gatherings if something important | came up, without worrying about being missed, if Mary Frances was there.) In:any case, Mary Frances will escort you into the long, highs ceiueed: drawing and found her |} mother entertaining crowds of soldiers and | sailors and marines, Mary Frances un- | J ae , EE a fe

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en EET ITS LT eee ae ee .room with its appointments that are a mixture of comfort and formality, and its magnificent concert grand imported from Vienna; she will explain that her mother Lovely hair deserves fine care will be along in just a moment, that the ay harsh light in the room is because the new j P >, : & draperies have not yet arrived. a Po f y ombs During the three minutes yet remaining she will chat pleasantly and intelligently with you on any one of a number of sub- jects, from books to sailboat racing; then, when her mother appears, she finishes whatever remark she is making and some- how manages to dissolve gracefully into thin air, leaving behind her the impression that you dreamed her. It would be well for you to observe closely the manner of Irene’s entrance. In the first place, she has just driven up in her town car, a glimpse of which you catch through the open door. A maid has opened the door, and takes a pile of bundles handed her by the chauffeur. Then all but Irene fade away noiselessly; she has not missed a step in her progress from car to hall. She takes you into the small office- library, because it is comfortable and also informal, and because the draperies are up in there. She asks if you will have a drink, and you say you will, and she opens the nearest door, steps inside, and promptly emerges with a scotch and soda for you and a cola drink for herself. In the course of the next hour, if what you want to know about is Irene herself, she talks about Irene Dunne with candor and a kind of amusement. You learn that she adores good parties but likes to leave them about 12 o’clock, is fond of enter- taining small groups, and likes to trim Christmas trees. BE the gay deception... You hear about the last Christmas tree she bought. She had decided that it should be a silver tree this time, very glamorous, and had driven up in her car and priced one. Appalled at the price, certain it was marked up merely because she was a movie star, and determined not to be taken advantage of, she left her coat and hat in the car, tied a scarf around her head, put on a pair of glasses, and walked to the next lot. “Til take that one,” she said, pointing. “Put a tag on it and I’Jl send my husband around in his truck to get it tomorrow. How much?”. The man told her. It was, if anything, slightly higher than the one she had just refused to buy. Resignedly, she dug into her purse. “Awful high this year, aren’t they?” she said. “Everything’s higher this year, Miss Dunne,” the man said. You hear, and like, the story of her visit to Arrowhead, when she visited the chapel for early mass and, in the midst of her prayers, felt a tap on her shoulder. _A girl of about fifteen grinned at her when pM ik | she turned around, and whispered, “That’s Sg y | | Dottie Lamour down there. You know her, ee, De gg 6 ‘don’t you? Would you get her autograph ce | | for me?” So, when she’d finished her prayers, i ee down: to Dottie: and. got her a enticing, Lacehte Slo: to your ne LIPSTICK But these little flashes, and the story of the Kentucky Derby are the entertaining, the superficial colors in her portrait. What you must finally sense, and it becomes |)more and more apparent as you talk to .Vher, is that here is a woman of stature, of innate dignity, of tremendous personal ‘| strength, yes has self-discipline as well C /|,as a sense of humor. Without her wit and , er weaknesses she would be a little Jumbo Size Plus Tax. with new, non=drying Hot Lips Lipstick. lt is frankly glamorous——even dangerous! Comes in four sultry, seductive shades in a beautiful metal, swivel case. At your favorite cosmetic counter. | ' formidable. 4) As it is, I guess you know by now, she is |, a pretty nice gal MAR-O-MIST INC. CHICAGO, ILLINOIS i) jf

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MY DONNA (Continued from page 48) “Tippy,” she said, “where are you?” I’d been “Tippy” to the whole family ever since I learned to walk. Dad had started it because he said I looked as if I was about to tip over any minute. “Tm here,” I said, but I didn’t move. I knew. Jack was right behind her, and ' every time I looked at him I went all custard soft inside. Gosh, he was so tall and so dark and so handsome! “Come on in, honey,” Donna said softly. “T think it’s time you learned to dance, and Jack’s going to teach you.” The star I’d wished on seemed to come down out of the sky and catch in my throat. Because that was the wish I'd made, and Donna must have guessed. Jack came out on the porch then, and stood there grinning at me. “Come on, Tippy. Ill bet youre a _ natural-born dancer. Let’s give it a whirl.” I almost died of fright and embarrass- ment right then, before I even tried taking a step. But I looked over at Donna and she winked at me. I remembered then what she had told me about the first time she ever danced. She’d been about as old as I was now, and she’d gone to a party. _ They had music and people were dancing. A boy started across the room to where Donna sat, and she knew, she just knew, | he was going to ask her to dance. And _ she would have to say, “I’m so sorry, but I don’t know how.” And maybe people would laugh and tell each other, “That Mullenger girl lives on a farm. No wonder ' she doesn’t know how to dance.” __ As the boy came closer, she made up _ her mind, the way Donna has always made up her mind about things. She stuck out that firm little chin of hers, and when | the boy said, “May I have this dance?” | she got right up and danced, as if she’d been doing it for years. EL nN out in i-o-way... Maybe, to help explain Donna and me, I should tell you that our home town, ' Dennison, Iowa, has only four thousand || inhabitants. And we didn’t even live in || town—but on a farm seven miles out in _ the back country. Dad and mother and my brother Billy, and little sister, Karen, still live on the farm. That Karen! She’s the cutest four year old you ever saw. Brown hair that _ comes clear to her waist, and brown eyes, _ and a turned-up nose. When I’m married | and have children, I won’t know whether I want them to look like Karen, or like _Donna’s adorable adopted baby, Penny Jane. I don’t think anyone knew how much I , longed to be like Donna, who always did | well in her studies and took all the prizes “in oratory and had the lead in the school ‘plays. The first big thrill of my life was when I was made Queen of the May in high school, and the reason I was so excited was because Donna had been Queen three years before, so for the first time I was following in her footsteps. I was only fourteen when our Aunt Milly asked Donna to come and stay with her and go to UCLA, right in Los Angeles. Donna wasn’t sure about it at first. Cali- Viornia was an awfully long way from Towa. Then with the calm practicality hich always characterizes her decisions, he concluded it was the thing to do. It ? Gosh, how I hated to have her go! I llowed her around for days before she , like a silent little ghost, not wanting “We were out of tune...’ Tirades... bickering... like jangled notes ruining the harmony of our marriage—and I never dreaming it was my fault! Oh, I understood about feminine hygiene—I thought. _ But, carelessly, Pd depended on just 4 occasional care. “That’s why many marriages fail,” my doctor said, put- ting me wise. “Never trust to inade- quate feminine hygiene,” he told me —then advised using “Lysol” brand disinfectant for douching—always. “But... it’s sweet harmony now” The song is back in my heart! I feel myself loved and cherished again... happy! Yes, our discord has van- ished since I took my doctor’s ad- vice about feminine hygiene . . . always use “Lysol” for douching. “Lysol” is far more effective than salt, soda or other homemade solu- tions. “A proved germ-killer,” my doctor ‘said “—that cleanses thor- oughly, yet so gently!” “Lysol” is so easy to use and so economical! More women use “LYSOL” for Feminine Hygiene than any other germicide . . . for 6 reasons Reason No. 6: HIGHLY ECONOMICAL ... Lysol” is wonderfully economical in solution because it’s so highly con- centrated. Follow simple, easy direc- S68 ue rarorr tions for using this powerful yet gentle germicide. Note: Douche thoroughly with cor- rect “Lysol” solution . . . always! Brand Disinfectan:

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She enclosed a picture that had appeared in the Los Angeles paper. “Doesn’t surprise me a bit,” Dad said comfortably. “I’d bet on Donna to beat those California girls any day.” Apparently, the Hollywood talent scouts thought so, too. Because Donna was ap- proached by every major studio but one, that week the picture appeared. To each of them, Donna just smiled sweetly and said, “I’m going to finish this semester at school before I do anything.” “Don’t you want to be in pictures?” one of the scouts demanded incredulously. “Oh, yes. I think I’d like it. But I want to finish this semester first.” This particular talent scout pointed out acidly that Campus Queens were not unique, that there would be a whole new crop of them along by the time the semester was over, that she’d better grab a contract while she had the chance. Donna, as usual, was practical. “I won’t look any different, or act any different, in another five months. If I’m any good for pictures now, I'll be good then.” As it turned out, the one studio— Metro—which had done nothing about her up to that time was the one which signed her at the end of the semester. I can’t tell you how happy I was when she asked me to come out to Hollywood. We had a wonderful reunion, Donna and I. Sat up until four in the morning, catch- ing up on the news. Right away Donna introduced me to all her friends. Then pretty soon I started modeling which I lo-o-ved. Donna was living out at Santa Monica then, and Sunday mornings sometimes Van Johnson and Peter Lawford would drive down and we'd cook breakfast for them. We’re both good cooks—Mother taught us when we were kids—but Donna’s better than I am. I was always telling Van and Pete what luscious apple pies she could make. just a light snack... “How about producing one next Sunday instead of just talking about it?” Van asked one time. “For breakfast?” Donna asked. “Certainly, for breakfast. Pie for break- fast is a good old New England custom, and I’m still a New Englander at heart,” Van insisted. So the next Sunday the menu was orange juice, ham and eggs, coffee—and enormous pieces of the best apple pie you ever ate. The boys stuffed themselves an then went swimming. Why they didn’t die of cramps Ill never know. Then all of a sudden Donna fell in love. The man was Tony Owen, and she had met him first about three years before. He was connected with the agency which handled her. He and Donna hadn’t made any particular impression on each other then, but Tony went into the Navy and was away for almost three years. When he came back, things were different. The first date they had, he took Donna to an ice cream parlor. They ate sundaes, and told each other the story of their lives, and the evening went by as if jet propelled. After that they saw each other several times a week. Donna went around look- ing like a five year old who has just seen 7 = eel aT Es = ’ all I could say at a time like that was, Sera a Santa Claus for the first time. She glowed There’s absolutely no other way to de- scribe it. : So the first thing I knew they were being married the next week in the Pres- byterian Church in Beverly Hills. I was to be bridesmaid. Mother and Dad couldn’t leave the farm at that time, so I was to represent the family. Donna and I drove into Beverly Hills one afternoon to buy our clothes for the wedding. It was to be very informal; so Donna chose a chic navy suit, and a devastating navy and white hat that couldn’t have been more becoming. I found a powder blue gabardine suit that seemed to be the one I’d been looking for all my life. We started the drive home, very pleased with ourselves. Well, you know Los Angeles traffic. We - were driving along, minding our own business, with Donna at the wheel, when a car zoomed out of a side lane and hit us. Our car went up and over on one side. Somehow the door came open and I fell out on my head. tears and laughter .. . I suppose it looked awful. But it really — didn’t hurt me at all. I sat up and shook my head to see if it was all there, which it seemed to be, and began to laugh. But Donna ran over and put her arms around me and cried and cried. I said, “Donna, are you hurt?” “Me! Of course not! But Heidi, you fell on your head. You'll have concussion or something, and it will be all my fault.” I didn’t have concussion or anything else, except a bump the size of a turkey egg on my head. The wedding went through as scheduled, and it was perfectly lovely. ' Donna was very calm and very quiet. When she turned to Tony at the altar, as the minister said, “I now pronounce you man and wife,” her eyes were as big as pansies and her mouth lifted to his in a kiss that seemed to express all the love and trust and happiness in the whole wide world. Then they started off on a New York honeymoon. Donna had never. been there before and she reacted like an excited child! “Just a hick tourist from Iowa, that’s my wife,’ Tony sighed in mock derision. “Never mind, darling. We're going to a very lush cocktail party this afternoon. Tll be sophisticated and bored and New Yorkerish.” “You couldn’t, and I wouldn’t love you if you could.” 7 Donna came back to Hollywood and painted bright pictures of the Big Town for me. “It’s funny, Heidi, but I have a feeling New York is the right place for you. And if that’s so you'll land there sooner or later. Just the way I did in Hollywood.” § Maybe it was just talk, or maybe: my | sister is psychic. But when Harry Con- | over came out to the Coast, he met me and | offered me a contract modeling in New York. Before I knew it, I was living in | Manhattan, walking up Park Avenue with my official hat-box in my hand. When Donna and Tony came on for a | visit in February, I felt as if everything in my whole life had somehow led up to | this. I was a successful model, and Donna was proud of me, and that counted more § than anything. ee | Donna’s last day in town, I had to go out on a job, and she was straightening my scarf for me. As she stood there beside | me, all the love and affection I’ve always felt for her swept over me. But as usual, “Thanks, Donna.” ’ Thanks, Donna—for ev erything. = Deke even ae

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HOW VAN GOT MARRIED (Continued from page 12) Keenan knew that eventually Evie and his own best friend would marry. In fact, they’d been expected to marry at Sun Valley, Idaho, just after New Year’s, since Evie had announced that for the sake of the children there would be no rush about divorce before the holidays were over. But this Friday afternoon was the first that Keenan knew of their actual decision. Van and Keenan shook hands. The look on Van’s boyish face was quite serious when he broke the news, briefly and to the point. r “It’s tomorrow,” he said, and Keenan didn’t have to ask what he meant. He Knew. He smiled.-“I’m glad for you,” he said. “Both of you. Evie did not go to a hotel when she arrived in El Paso, but stayed at the home of her attorney there. One thing both she and Van did everything to insure—no publicity!’ Probably they felt that there might be some adverse criticism. Van invited his friend at the studio to accompany him the next morning on a chartered plane, and the friend agreed. Keenan smiled again and wished them “happy landings.” . “Not a soul must know,” Van cautioned im. “I know how it is,’ Keenan assured him. “Tm a clam.” the bachelor's last breakfast .. . Van went home to his suite at the Bel Air Hotel for his last night as a bachelor. He was up bright and early and at this point one can record that the “condemned man” did not eat a hearty breakfast, in fact, scarcely any breakfast at all because he had to hurry to keep a very important date. The studio friend drove up to the hotel and transferred to Van’s new Cadillac, and with Van at the wheel they took off for the Burbank airport. ‘There, Paul Mantz, the man who knows many inside Hollywood secrets, had a C-47 warming up. The C-47 is a two- motored job capable of carrying twenty- four passengers. Mantz said: “Had your breakfast?” Van said no, he’d been too preoccupied to think about eating. “A fel- low going to get married is that way, I guess,” Van said. “Well, that’s the way I figured it,” said Mantz, “so you'll find plenty of sandwiches and hot coffee in the plane.” Fortunately for their hopes for secrecy, they didn’t have to go through the regular airport channels to board the plane. Mantz gave her the gun, and they were in the air in another jiffy, pilot, co-pilot and two eagle rattling around in that huge ship. In a few minutes they were speeding inland and soon were over the vast reaches of the Arizona desert. What did Van talk about? Well, I wondered what a young man flying to his bride might find to talk about, too, but the answer is pretty vague. “Just nothing at all,” the friend said. “We ate and drank coffee and stared at the ground. 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And right — on the dot, three hours after leaving Bur- bank, Paul Mantz nosed his ship down to earth again. The first leg of the flight of the bumblebee was done. From that’ moment on Van and Evie kept themselves to a hairtrigger schedule. In the back of the minds of both was the dread that they might be recognized, and that was the one thing they did not want. How they escaped recognition must re- main one of the minor wonders. Luck was just with them. big investment .. . Entering the lawyer’s automobile, they hurried back to El Paso and parked close by the International Bridge. Van’s pal from home forked over an American dime - and got back two cents change. It costs eight cents to enter Mexico from the United States, and considering what Van and Evie got when they went over the border, that journey must go down as one of their gilt-edged investments. ¢ In the middle of the bridge their hearts stood still for a moment. A woman crossing in the opposite direc- tion with a man passed and stared. The man with her pulled at her elbow. “What are you waiting for?” he demanded. “Why, I’m sure that young man with the pretty girl is Van Johnson, the movie star,” she replied. “Nonsense,” said the man, “what would Van Johnson be doing here?” Van leaned.over to Evie and whispered: “Gee, honey, I forgot my vanishing cream. Id sure like to vanish right now.” The ceremony was brief and very dig- nified, presided over by a Mexican civil mense judicial poise. He asked the cus- tomary formal questions. Van wasn’t a bit nervous, and neither was Evie. He had the ring ready, a plain gold band pur- chased for him in a Beverly Hills jewelry. shop a few days previously. Van wanted to buy the ring himself but knew he didn’t dare. The risk that the story would be all over town in no time was too great. The bride wore blue, a plain blue tailored suit with a becoming blue hat and a small veil. 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Less than twelve hours elapsed between the time when Van hopped aboard the plane to meet his bride-to-be and when he landed safely home again with his bachelorhood behind him. Photographers from the downtown Los Angeles newspapers, the photo services, and the studios were on hand to greet them as they stepped from the plane. The business of posing was | quickly over with. Van was quie g-

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mF eee ar nified, and firm. He turned aside all in- quiries about what had happened that day and about their honeymoon and future plans, and did it very deftly. Nevertheless, intimations began to appear in print that they had taken off for a secret destination. Their destination was secret enough, all right, but hardly mysterious. Less than an hour after settling down in Burbank, Van was carrying his bride over the threshold of their lovely, secluded honeymoon home in Brentwood. And there they remained, stepping not a foot out of town, while Hollywood wondered where they were. It’s a wonderful honeymoon home, too. And it’s nothing new for those luxurious quarters to welcome honeymooners, since it was to that marvelous place that Cedric Gibbons, the famous art director, brought Dolores De Rio as his bride. A few of their close friends came to see the newlyweds in the first days and weeks after their marriage and among them, of course, was Keenan Wynn. Evie delights in showing the place off and telling of her plans for it. The downstairs has a huge drawing room and dining room spacious enough for a large party. There is a lovely big fireplace and a marble stair- way leading to the second floor, where the Johnsons will really live. Off one end is a bedroom suite for Van and Evie and off the other the sleeping apartment for the two youngsters, Edmund, five, and Tracy, three. ; Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer made it possible for him to acquire the honeymoon house. It was something he never would have attempted to swing on his own because Van isn’t the sort to throw his money away on ostentatious living. The cost of the house was $125,000, and of that sum the studio guaranteed $100,000. It wasn’t exactly an outright gift, but a bonus in recognition of the fact that Van has been a consistently potent box-office draw. Truly, there is a young man who has everything! His dreams have all come true, and at thirty, when a man’s young enough to enjoy the fruition of dreams. “I guess,’ he said to me in deep con- tentment, as he sprawled on a huge divan. “I guess I’m really what you call a happy man. Yep, Florabel, that’s me. Happy. And it’s great!” 5 1 SAW IT HAPPEN I was en route from California to Texas by train, accompanied by my two small children. It was no easy job getting them settled for the night, and while I was un- dressing my little girl, my 3-year- old son, Butch, went adventuring. Af- ter a frantic search through the made- up Pullmans, I reached the compart- ment end, and there, through an open door, I saw my offspring happily eat- ing raisins, perched on the knee of the one and only Jimmy Durante, who was on his way to Fort Worth to put on a show. For the rest of the trip, Butch spent most of his time with Mr. Durante, whom he called “my friend who has gum,” and both of them ap- peared to enjoy the association very much. I found Mr. Durante as charm- ing and delightful a person as he is a comedian, and I would like to thank him again for the nurse-maid service. Mrs. Dorothy Weaver Fort Worth, Texas Semtnine hygiene adh Ignorance of These INTIMATE PHYSICAL FACTS Has Wrecked Many a Happy Marriage! This pitiful young wife was puzzled. Her husband was growing so indif- ferent—almost as if he didn’t care any more. Fortunately, her Doctor explained to her how important douching often is to intimate feminine cleanliness, health, charm and marriage happi- ness—how important douching is to combat one of woman’s most serious deodorant problems. And wives should certainly know about this newer, scientific method of douching with—zonite! No other type liquid antiseptic-germicide for the douche of all those tested is SO POWERFUL yet SO SAFE to tissues as ZONITE. Zonite Principle Developed By Famous Surgeon and Chemist What a comfort it is for women to know about ZoNITE. Wise women no longer use weak, homemade or dangerous products for the douche. Louile FOR NEWER These Do Not and CAN Not give the great germicidal and deodorizing action of ZONITE. The ZONITE principle is truly a miracle! The first antiseptic-germi- cide principle in the world that was SO POWERFUL yet positively non- burning, non-irritating, non-poison- ous. You can use ZONITE as directed as often as necessary without risk of injury. What Zonite Does... ZONITE actually destroys and removes odor-causing waste sub- stances. Helps guard against infec- tion. It’s so powerfully effective no germs of any kind tested have ever been found that zonirte will not kill on contact. You know it’s not always possible to contact all the germs in the tract. BUT YOU CAN BE SURE ZONITE immediately kills every reachable germ and keeps them from multiplying. Buy ZONITE today. All drugstores. FREE! NEW! For amazing enlightening NEw Booklet containing frank discussion of intimate physical facts, tecently published — mail this coupon to Zonite Products, Dept. MSC-57, 370 Lexington Ave., New York 17, N. Y, PA Ch es ea es 2g Se! City State What a puzzled young wite | 4

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Janie came home, finally, only to win a Hollywood Showease contest, and then she was gone again. But this time for good. She was gone to Hollywood, and an M-G-M contract, and a picture called Song Of The Open Road. She was set. By this time, ’d moved to New York, myself, but Jane and I kept in touch. I saw her once in New York. After Song Of The Open Road, she was taken on a personal appearance tour, and she covered twenty-one cities in forty-six states— luncheons, dinners, hospital wards. She got pretty worn, that trip. She was a slight girl—still is—and while she’s not as frail as she looks, she’s no lady wrestling champ either. It got to the point where the may- ors would take her out to give her the keys to their cities, and they’d have to wake her up to accept them. The mayors were all lovely, but she was tired. She was glad to get back to Hollywood. We still corresponded, Janie and I, and I knew when she’d made Delightfully Dan- gerous, and I knew when she’d finished Holiday in Mexico. We'd gone on burning up typewriter ribbons asking each other questions. From me, it was always, “When are you coming to New York?” From her, it was always “When are you coming to Hollywood?” So here I am, in California. two straws, please .. . Janie met me at the airport, and we stopped at her father’s malt shop on the way out to the house, and almost choked to death over our sandwiches and one- malted-between-us-please, we were talk- ing so hard and so fast. The Burces’ new house is in the San Fernando Valley (they had six months to get out of the one they were renting before) and Mr. Burce is go- ing to sell this shop he has now, on Sun- set Avenue, and buy one closer to home. And oh, that home. It’s a long, white bungalow—the most charming place yet. 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They also picked up an antique hall tree—it’s a job with a mirror, and hooks for coats—since there isn’t any closet in the living room. The hall tree cost them ten bucks, and Mr. Burce finished it himself. Anyhow, the bungalow is fast becoming a paradise. It already is, to Cinderella. Cin- derella is a collie, and if she likes you, she comes over and knocks you down, all in good clean fun. She liked me, right away. The day I got there, she was feeling pleasantly frivolous. She and Janie and I went into the house together. Janie’d just finished making The Birds and The Bees, and she was free as air for a while. Except for school. “You like it any bet- ter?” I asked. } She grinned. “I love music appreciation.” And that was that. Who’s she to go hurt- ing teachers’ feelings? She also loves re- cess. I asked her about boys, and stuff, and she said she’d been dating Roddy Mc- Dowall. “And Gary.” “Gary?” “Gary.” She grabbed my arm, and pulled me toward the pink bedroom. 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The first time she’d seen Alan afterward, he had come into her hospital room, his eyes strangely glazed. “Are you happy that it’s a girl?” Sue had asked. “Oh—” said Alan, looking out the win- dow, “it’s all right.” never lost a father,?yet... Then Sue had discovered that he was ill, and when the nurse had taken his temperature at Sue’s suggestion, the ther- mometer had shown 104 degrees. So his indifference, while partly disappointment, had been due mostly to being “out” on his feet. Just the same, this time it was obvious that he wanted a boy! - Alan bought hundreds of cigars and stowed them away in his studio dressing room. The baby was expected any time between December 15th and January 15th, but Christmas went by, and so did New Year’s Day, and nothing happened. Sue’s doctor had bet her three pairs of nylons the baby would arrive by January 3rd. Sue had won that bet easily. The waiting was getting them down. It’s sort of a Ladd jinx. 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It was the caretaker at the Alsulana Ranch, his voice high with excitement. “Alan!” he said. “You’re a father!” “No kidding,” said Alan drily. “No—I mean the mare. She’s thrown a filly—a_beautiful chestnut filly!” “Well, that’s that,” said Alan. only the rabbits remain stubborn.” The man laughed. “You’re wrong there. The doe is expecting a litter next .Thurs- day. I guess they finally got the idea.” Alan hung up and grinned at Sue. “We’re certainly a busy family.” He touched the old cradle with the toe of his shoe. “What do you say we store this thing away at the ranch? We've all had enough for a while.” A WOMAN'S PREROGATIVE — (Continued from page 38) she said “Now that a chat with me was better than cham- pagne and caviar for breakfast.” Then Linda gave me the straight of it, to explain why she had given her mar- riage another try while all around her Hollywood married couples were calling it quits for good. “First,” she said, “let me explain about Pev going to Honolulu just ten days after our reconciliation. He had planned this vacation trip for a long time. He had just finished photographing Night Unto Night, the new Viveca Lindfors picture at War- ners, and really needed a rest. He took the trip with a friend of his, Don Siegel, the director of the picture, and I would have gone along except that there wasn’t a chance because of the Forever Amber schedule.” Linda makes no bones about it. Her marriage to Pev Marley, which was of three years’ and three months’ duration, and interrupted by a six months’ separa- tion, may not continue. 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i Lyi After we'd known each t Za of years, during which he t j an older brother does his ] i i f couldn’t hide my feelings. i e ee “Pey didn’t convince himself that I was This reat ; - : sure in my own mind until just a few ry fs weeks before we eloped to Las Vegas. H e . a rs Ten Oe eee that was = eo ts Z —_—— that he would propose at last that I bought df if omanti¢ novel by oe SF a white wedding suit and asked Ann iH 2 Miller to be my bridesmaid. 4 e : “Finally, Pev broke down and admitted 3 ) aith . Ae that for a long time he had been putting on the four-wheel brakes to keep from asking me, and that he would admit at last that I was not just a little nitwit who 7 imagined that being married was simply a Win a the most exciting thing ever.” p ft fj The marriage plans were kept a cee: They had to be. There was a solid wall of pppestion from studio and« family. S “Ann and I ra took our eee : costumes out of their respective closets,” brought to you by Linda declared, “and there was more than a slight aroma of moth balls. We had ) ELL BOOKS 25 N 163 plauyed to leave early on Se a . ing, and drive to Las Vegas, but the studio for only ¢ 2 called Ann in to dub some tap sounds. “In the nears I was sill Soe 1 - eae Stipe ling h in Las V. > a Vg "A self-made woman is a freak," said dynamic Bill ae seks had tn thes oie Burke—and lovely, successful Cathleen McElroy we needed two. One for Ann and me, and . . another for Pev and his best man. was furious. The clash of will power and person- “T decided to use: ‘mugiananeeneeeas alities builds up to a thrilling climax in one of said that Ann and I were coming up, as 4 Faith Baldwin’ } ful le Don't mniscnt we did frequently, to entertain the men i aith Baldwin's most powerful novels. Don't miss it. ata nearby ain) Held (0s Sleeties weereee i : bringing our mothers.” | SELF-MADE WOMAN by Faith Baldwin That should have turned the trick, but f the little scheme backfired. One of the ‘ hotels called Linda back and reported that they were only able to secure one room, F M P F ae papier a te party ones only —— of females would they mind? on ve ery aL Peyv and Linda talked the situation over and decided that it was now or never. iting New DELL MYSTERIES exer br cet eae while Pev an ill went looking for a Exciting ew room. We were too excited to do much sleeping, but when I finally closed my Famous Authors! Best-Selling Titles! - -- only 25¢ each | SAW IT HAPPEN & One Sunday 156 BLOW-DOWN........ Lawrence G. Blochman nee 157 FIRE WILL FREEZE..........Margaret Millar. _<—? ind eee ae 158 THE DEVIL IN THE BUSH......Matthew Head 00 159 IF A BODY......... George Worthing Yates ES eee 160 DOUBLE OR QUITS.............0A. A. Fair De chen ci thar eae | 161 THE MAN NEXT DOOR.......M.G. Eberhart = mother if there were any place’ he | 162 ODOR OF VIOLETS........Baynard Kendrick who te me mote ies, haa a poor cowhand who had come to Chi- cago on the cattle train, and promptly — offered him some coffee in the tin If you cannot obtain the titles listed, mail this coupon. Send cups we use in the shop. He sat on 25c for each book ordered. This offer good in the U. S. A. only. the counter, talking quietly about everything under the sun—until the DELL PUBLISHING CO., Inc., 149 Madison Ave., New York 16, N. Y. Seas ioe He oni eee Please send me the Dell Books checked below. I enclose $........ S. of our bakery. That evening, as Gene lking from the hotel to the C1 No. 156 Cl No. 157 C1 No. 158 C1 No. 159 Calgary : theater, followed by hundreds of his CI No. 160 Ol No. 161 Cl No. 162 CJ No. 163 fans. he paseed < bum Shope Ee ; caused my mother to remark, “Every- | | one’s acting so silly. Didn't they ever | Address iiielars inc ere afeiats sin aeisiole ettlocta's.eleicinte Oeieints eto So eetee aie cere ere eee B06 see a cowboy before?” When I told — City, Zone & State my mother the cowboy was Gene Au- | try, the famous movie star, she got — quite a pleasant surprise. = : Frances Mrnjec er aa

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And they couldn’t miss the blunt truth that few people, if any outside themselves, were in a congratulatory mood. Linda gave a wedding reception. Quite a group of her friends attended, but she couldn’t miss the obvious attitude of those who should have been there but weren’t. During their honeymoon, Pev and Linda avoided everyone. But gradually the op- position turned to enthusiasm. Linda and Pev bought their home in Pacific Palisades, a few blocks from the ocean, and began to furnish it. The task took almost three years because Pev was still in the army. Although stationed nearby for most of the time, during which he was photographing training films and the re-created land- scapes in miniature which were used for pin-point bombing over Germany, he had little free time. Linda and the studio made up, and the pressure of her career became stronger. 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{ iy i CRACK-UP (Continued from page 62) home of Ginger Rogers, and while he was living there in a great deal of secrecy, Harrison Carroll, the columnist, got wind that something was wrong. He called Greer, who shot back a fast denial. “Oh, no,” she told him. “We’re just hav- ing the house redecorated, and Richard went away so he wouldn’t be bothered while he’s working so hard on Ivy.” Carroll used the story that way on a Fri- day, but the following Sunday, Louella Parsons had their separation on her radio program, having got hold of Richard, who admitted it. He himself had only learned that morning from Greer that she consid- ered their break final. That’s when Greer fled posthaste to Pebble Beach with her mother, and she was really in a terrible state of nerves. Richard said to me afterwards, “Pressure from correspondents and columnists hbe- came so terrific that she was completely beside herself.” After talking to Richard I am quite .sure that he was not let in on Greer’s plans and that the announcement from her came as a great shock to him. Nevertheless, out- wardly he betrayed nothing. In fact, he seemed to me to be making a point of nonchalance—not that I was fooled by it. I suspected all the time that he was just laughing on the outside, crying on the inside. I knew he was hard hit. For more than a year before the rift, the gossip about the Garson-Ney menage had been hot. People seemed to have a feeling that everything was not quite as it ought to be in that three-cornered household. (Greer’s mother lived with them, you “tour the country all by themselves. know.) The rumors increased about the time he left M-G-M. In order to quell those rumors, Greer and Richard announced. that they planned to buy a trailer and Greer told me glowingly of their plans. “Richard is so handy with the pot and skillet,” she said. “Really a fine cook, you know, We shall have the most won- derful time.” The trip never came off. It was just sort of forgotten. Then the gossip took a really ridiculous turn, showing how little people honestly know about the inner lives of our stars who are so constantly on parade. The next rumor was that they were victims of mother-in-law trouble. Nina Garson’ and Richard have been the best of pals, and gin rummy antagonists from way back. I am betting she misses him almost as much as Greer does. Furthermore, Richard’s own mother vis- ited him and Greer for months last winter, and the two mothers-in-law went every- where with the glamorous pair—to night clubs, premieres and private parties. I met Greer’s mama and Richard’s on the Sunday when Smiley Burnette gave a birthday party for his favorite horse and they were certainly the closest of pals. No, the mother-in-law angle will have to be ruled out. This difficulty goes deeper. Richard told me he thought Greer never had entirely got over her accident and near-drowning at Monterey while making A. Woman of My Own. (That was the time she was romantically rescued by a handsome fisherman and much was made of it.) The after-effects of that mishap FREE SUBSCRIPTIONS! Notice something different about the Questionnaire (below) this month? We've changed it a bit—but the prizes are still the same! To the first 500 of you who fill out and return this Questionnaire, we will send ABSOLUTELY FREE a three months’ subscription to MODERN SCREEN (June, July, August issues). your mark... set... Okay, on go! (And watch out for that last question—it's tricky.) ~ QUESTIONNAIRE What 3 MALE stars would you like to read about in future issues? List them, ins Ondem otmonetenence. 0. sale once sie eo. 3 CC ee i iC Cc a aCe rr ary What 3 FEMALE stars would you like to read about in future issues? List them, |, 2, 3, in order of preference............... If any of the stars below is UNPOPULAR with you, please check the box oppo- site his or her name. dislikes." CHECK ONLY ONE BOX! [] Van Johnson L])_ Rita Hayworth L] Glenn Ford [] Judy Garland (0 Gregory Peck If you like them all, please check the box opposite "No L] Betty Grable (Q Cornel Wilde [] June Allyson [ Guy Madison {] Lana Turner [ No dislikes ADDRESS THIS TO: POLL DEPT., MODERN SCREEN 149 MADISON AVENUE, NEW YORK 16, N. Y. - tury-Fox, he manifested a fine and trained public appearances, she was no one could have suspected a tk 1 Outwardly they appeared eestatically ha py, completely wrapped up in each other— but- what went on when it was no longer necessary to wear a mask, when they ~ faced one another in the privacy of their own home, those things nobody knows. Richard has discussed his marriage and its at least temporary ai with nobody. He consented to see me only because of our old and strong friendship, and because he knows that I am as ardent a Garson fan as he is. I am sure he has given me — confidences that no one else has received, and for that reason this story as it re- lates to their break-up is exclusive. But by skirting judiciously around what _ Richard told me, and what with my knowl- edge of Greer and her history in Holly- wood, I think I have a pretty clear conception of what happened. off with the queen's head . Metro built Greer up to queenly. stature. She stayed on top, reaping new harvests of adulation as each new picture came along, until the inevitable law of averages caught up with her. Not every film can be a Mr. Chips, a Mrs. Miniver, a Random Harvest. ae top star must “face the fact at some time in her career that she’s going to have not-so- good pictures, but Greer wants every pic- — ture to be her best. She is a very highly organized girl, thin-skinned, ready to break into tears if she thinks people don’t love her every minute. And she can be plunged into depths of misery by little things. Love doesn’t thrive in that sort of climate. Greer and Richard met in the ward- robe department at Metro. Richard had just come to Hollywood for the first time. Let no one question that Greer did a great deal for Richard’s career when he came back from the service. Let no one deny, either, that in a time that might have been difficult for a man of less finely- tempered character, Richard proved him- self to be all man. There are those who said that he couldn’t help succeeding as an actor because, after all, wasn’t he married to “Miss M-G-M?” A pretty catty aspersion! Richard got away | from Metro as fast as he could. In The Late George Apley at Twentieth Cen- talent. Sam Wood and Bill Dozier, two excellent judges of ability, paged him at Universal-International for a top featured role in Ivy. Again he acquitted himself with great credit. Gradually, the back-bit-_ ing dwindled and finally ceased altogether. Today Richard is accepted on his own ability as one of the most skilled young players in pictures, with a bright future. | In the midst of all this suecess—the blow, tempered only by the knowledge that his friends are true and wholeheartedly in- terested in his happiness. Richard said a strange thing to me that day at LaRue. “I am one of those men,” he told me with that earnest look in his eyes, “who believe that the woman should have the right to decide whether she wants to marry—and also if she wants to call it a day. I believe that’s a woman’s privilege.” But the torch Richard is ecarry- ing burns high and hot. Perhaps one day it may rekindle the love that Greer once had for him. Richard hopes so. : He told me he thought it was a woman’s | privilege to decide when she should marry | and when she should end her marriage. But I discovered he has a way of m decisions for women. For instance, when I had lunch with him he had it all ordered for me before I arrived. He » eee women liked to hi

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