Modern Screen 1947-06 Vol. 35, No. 1

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stot iO bbb bbb bb i i bb i i ot bb i i i bb ab bb bot ob i tat tot ot obo ot bab abt ab ab bbb bbb bm bb bbb ab bbb ab at tt tt ttt _M-G-M hits! Published in this space every month The greatest star of the screen! “High Barbaree” hits a new high in adventure. “High Barbaree”’ hits a new high in aan * xk & Charles Nordhott and James Norman Hall, who wrote the famous “Mutiny on the Bounty”, have penned a new modern story with equal fascination. KS OI Kk As a Cosmopolitan magazine story, asa popular novel, it won millions of readers for its tale: both taut and tense, its love story tender and touching. Van Johnson’s role is completely differ- ent from anything he’s done in the past. Tough and dramatic, suave and civi- lized, it’s a characterization that will absorb you. June Allyson, with stars in her eyes, is the girl he loves. But there’s another girl in his life—Marilyn Maxwell. Ke Se exe Thomas Mitchell adds the tang of salty humor with his part. Claude Jarman, Jr., flaxen-haired star of “The Yearling”’, and Henry Hull, one of the stage’s finest actors, head a perfect support- _ ing cast. tS kkk Produced with consummate skill by Everett Riskin, dramatically di- rected by Jack Conway, from the screenplay by Anne Morrison Chapin, Whit- field Cook and Cyril Hume, “High Barbaree’’ hits a new high in entertainment. xk wk k& * For spring enchantment, come along to the isle of High. Barbaree . . . that tropic paradise of which all lovers dream. Fe CE iE ook: : You'll have a high good time at “High Barbaree’’. FT ee a rk Louella Parsons has just given it Cos- mopolitan Magazine’s Citation as the Picture of the Month. xk * * * To see is to agree! —Lea P.S.—Whata Scoop! —“The Hucksters’’, “B.F.’s Daughter’’, “East River’’—the three top best-sellers —will all become modern screen. ; the pital Wtf at : _ the ratte of unsolicited mi is. JUNE, eae stories PAPA FLYNN (Errol Flynn). cccccceccce-- DU Mn eae Sok Cee by Valerie Sloan RITA EXPLAINS (Rita Hoy worth) .........00:..-scssssssssssesssssesesvesesseveeees by Hedda Hopper YOU CAN'T SAY THAT ABOUT BING! (Bing Crosby)................2.-. by Billy Rose SECRET HEART @June) Haver) vests sete eer ee ssaupnaes by Abigail Putnam FAMILY, CIRCLE: @Danay Andrews) arcsec sees ectse ne ae ....by Cynthia Miller STAR LIGHT, STAR BRIGHT (Guy Madison)..............00....... by Christopher Kane VAN (HEFEIN, (UPUA TTS 220008 ee eo pret eee ec cei e ne eee eee re by Carl Schroeder EVERYTHING WITH TRICK ENDINGS (Peter Lawford ).............. by Kaaren Pieck JOHN LUND’S) LIFE: STORY, @Concludeds) nn. eee eee by Ida Zeitlin ) HOLIDAY, GRoberts Mitchum) 7 tess enna, ieee ey tere eee ee by Virginia Wilson © CALL ME MAMA (Deanna Durbin)... cece cece by Nancy Winslow Squire LET THIS BE FOR ALWAYS (Kathryn Grayson-Johnnie Johnston) by Jean Kinkead LIFE CAN BE BEAUTIFUL (William Holden).............0.....c.0 by Letitia Le Page CARY, CARY, QUITE CONTRARY (Cary Grant)............. ree by Florabel Muir BLESSED EVENT (Olivia De Havilland).......000000000 by George Benjamin GAY, BLADE) '@Cornell Wilde) 2a oye en by Irene Greengard TIME ON MY HANDS (Glenn Ford).......000000000....... ite Me Seg by Kirtley Baskette BEST YEAR OF HIS LIFE (Fredric March )...........ccscssccscsssssssesssesevsee cose by Jack Wade features GOOD: NEWS ©: iiecses Se Soin cates usa ade cet stne cocoa cpe oe ee ere a eo by Louella Parsons PICTURE OF THE MONTH: “Stairway To Heaven” selected by Dorothy Kilgallen departments REVIEWS. hoodie ac ee by Virginia Wilson FASHION Re) 2.508 208 Sh tire Roeper areas ee re eee cnr re by Constance Bartel BEAUTY: “B-Day For Beauty!” wig ds Se sees eK ee eee by Carol Carter _ INFORMATION| DESK: eee nccehae tee 7a ne acer ee by Beverly Linet “MUSIC = Sweet And Hoty. tess sce een eee by Leonard Feather FAN CLUBS cic )2. oteitestoas cat ins ence eee eee eee cens by Shirley Frohlich COVER PORTRAIT BY NIKOLAS MURAY @ DESIGNED BY LESTER BEALL 12 27. 30 32 34 36 40 14 ALBERT P. 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(In a NEW and DIFFERENT role...with the screen’s most lovable girl) A spectacular adventure-romance by the authors of “Mutiny On The Bounty” es 6s = © to the water-tower rescue! ~ (Where every lover’s fondest dream comes true! ) | THOMAS MITCHELL: MARILYN MAXWELL: Henay Huce-ciauoe saRman Je Screen Play by ANNE MORRISON CHAPIN, WHITFIELD COOK and CYRIL HUME Based on the Novel by CHARLES NORDHOFF and JAMES NORMAN HALL Produced by EVERETT RISKIN - Directed by JACK CONWAY A METRO-GOLDWYN-MAYER PICTURE fan Johnson TuneAllyson

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Oscar-winners Harold Russell {best supporting male role) and Claude Jarman, Jr. (best child actor) share their mutual happiness with Shirley Temple. @ The attractive suitor who has been courting Rita Hayworth oh-so-quietly but oh-so-persis- tently since her break with Orson Welles is— and this will surprise those who think immedi- ately of Tony Martin—David Niven. They were constantly together in Palm Springs where Rita had gone to recuperate from an overdose of “too much genius” in her marriage. David is the main reason,-I believe, that Tony Martin will have his work cut out for him if he tries to rekindle that old flame with Rita. * * # Since their flare-up at the Academy Awards when they refused to speak or be photo- graphed together, there’s been a lot printed about the feud between Olivia De Havilland and Joan Fontaine. Evidently, there’s been a hurt that goes very deep on both sides. The know-it-alls will tell you that the cause of the rift is that Olivia believes her family is not pleased over her marriage to Marcus Goodrich and that she resents it because she adores him. I don’t believe that. Olivia and Joan had had many flare-ups before Goodrich ever came into the picture. It’s unfortunate but true that the girls are just not tempera- mentally compatible. Perhaps things will eventually ease up. The night of my broadcast with Olivia, I had dinner at a popular cafe with the Goodriches. Joan came in with her husband, William Dozier, and everyone held his or her breath to see what would happen. When Joan passed our table on her way to the ladies room, she stopped and spoke to her sister, and Olivia responded. I can’t say there was any great effusion there, but at least the two did speak. It's unfortunate that two such beautiful, talented sisters should be so bitter. Yes I don't see how anyone on the outside can do anything about it. The girls will have to work out their own problem. * * * When June Haver was working on location for Scudda Hoo, Scudda Hay—35 miles from Los Angeles—the only available telephone was a three-party line. Every time Junie put in a call to her bridegroom, Jimmy Zito, the | other two “parties” listened in avidly. One night, June picked up the ‘phone, heard voices and would have hung up immediately if she had not heard her name being men- \. tioned. The conversation went as follows: “June Haver’s up here making a movie and she sure must be (Continued on page 6) wanes

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Cathy O'Donnell (also of Best Years) accepted the statuette for Fredric March, busy acting in a N.Y. play. Joan Fontaine, who won Oscar in 1941, had the privilege of making the best-actor award. |+ was Lionel Barrymore who opened the ''best supporting actress'’ en- velope and came up with Anne Baxter's name. This called for a kiss | fram Anne, who wept real tears during her "thank you" speech. * | Ye g LG - j % $ Z % fa j om a Ze 4 | Morris Stoloff, who scored the music for The Jolson Story, enjoyed ; the double thrill of winning the Oscar and having it presented to him by Lana Turner! Lana, incidentally, came alone—in Ty Power's car. louella parsons good news Ray Miltand, who won his golden boy last year, handed Olivia De Hay- illand the coveted best-actress prize—tor To Each His Own, of course. Afterwards, Livvy threw a “'weep-or-celebrate" party for close friends.

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i { crazy about that broken-down musician she { married. She calls him twice a day.” That was all the bride could take! “He's not ‘a broken-down musician,” she yelled with all i stops out, “He’s a wonderful musician! I i ought to know. I’m married to him—and I’M June Haver!” ‘You could have cut the ensuing silence with . a—telephone line! ~*~ * * * aes The memory of Hollywood's top annual event, the Academy Awards, remains with us months after it is over. This is THE occasion when my home town dons its best bib and tucker to watch the lucky winnahs receive the coveted Oscars. Usually, there are big parties all over town ella parsons’ The Academy shindig brought out Sue and Alan Ladd for their first formal celebration since their son David's birth. Suzie's well as ever now, after her difficult confinement. Evie and Van Johnson make their first public appearance as man and wite. Placed on a strict allowance by his manager, Van, who earns $5,200 a week, claims he's ‘flat broke." good news following the presentations. But this year it was. different. The N. Peter Rathvons (he’s the big boss of RKO) took over the whole affair and invited 500 guests to their home atop a hill in Beverly Hills that has a magnificent view of Los Angeles and the valley. It’s the old Charles Boyer house and it has been beautifully done over by Mrs, Rathvon. Parking so many cars was such a problem that the Rathvons had arranged for taxis to convey the guests from the foot to the top of the hill—and believe me, I think I have never seen such a beautiful sight as the roadside up the hill blooming with daffodils, hyacinths and all the Spring flowers that had * A gay foursome at the Academy affair: the Nigel Tangyes (she's actress Ann Todd) and the G. Pecks. Greg wasn't too disappointed when he didn't win Oscar—but Greta was! The Danny Kayes were there, too. show-you-pictures-of-my-Dena stage, embarrassing Sylvia by hauling them out everywhere—even at the Academy show. been specially planted there for the occasion ~ Danny's at the let-me- and gave the effect of a giant carpet of real flowers! I looked immediately for Olivia De Havil- | land, the 1946 Queen, who had just carried off the Oscar. She was not there—so I tele- | phoned her and found out she had invited a ““weep-or-celebrate” gathering of her closest friends to a little party at her home—to weep if she lost and celebrate if she won. Everyone invited had accepted this invitation, so she was unable to appear at the Rathvons’, which would have been such a triumphant occasion. In view of what I've already told you about the feud—it was a little ironic that her sister Joan was at the big party and one of the loveliest girls there. Joan wore a lovely t (Continued on page Oe ae cy +r fle % y

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The story of love that flowered like the Moss Rose... out of the ashes of death and violence! VINCENT PRICE MARGO WOODE + GEORGE ZUCCO PATRICIA MEDINA+RHYS WILLIAMS ZO), CENTURY-FOX Directed by GREGORY RATOF Produced by GENE MARKEY

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i | ti Are you the sort of Sad Sal who’s always poking and plucking at her hair? It’s not a pretty habit— and it’s definitely not necessary if you use DeLong Bob Pins. Just slip two or three in strategic spots, and then forget your hair-do in public, concentrate on charm. DeLong Bob Pins, you see, have a Wont Slip Out They simply can?t slip out because they’re made of high carbon steel. That does the trick. Introduce yourself to DeLong Bob Pins for a lifetime lease on poise... Quality Manufacturers for Over 50 Dears BOB PINS HAIR PINS SAFETY PINS SNAPS PINS HOOKS & EYES HOOK & EYE TAPES _ «SANITARY BELTS All set for the big Fan Club Party-and-Convention in June are: June Allyson and Marshall Reed, honorary committeemen; Gladys Perkins, publicity chief; and Ellen Roufs, director of the af- fair. Clubbers from all over the country will pour into Hollywood for the week-long activities. canary yellow gown with a beaded jacket. “No, I'm not concealing my figure,” she laughed. “I'll let you know when I’m going to have a baby.” Joan's marriage to Bill Dozier has worked out wonderfully well. “I’m the girl who mar- tied her boss,” she said. She seemed so gay that I didn’t say a word about the scene that had taken place backstage with Olivia earlier in the evening. Dorothy Lamour, who just that day had received word that she had to have her ade- noids out, looked far from a prospective hospital patient in a stunning white dress embroidered in red cherries. Dorothy has always been considered one of Hollywood's best dressed women. She.certainly has never tated the crack that she was one of our “ten worst dressed!” : I must say for Rosalind Russell and Jane Wyman that they were wonderful sports about losing the Oscar to Olivia. They were looking around everywhere trying to find the missing Olivia and congratulate her. Jane, “If I couldn't win it, I'm glad she did.” If Rosalind Russell was disappointed, she certainly didn’t show it. But Freddie Brisson, her husband, said to me, “She'll probably win it for something less serious. I, personally, think Sister Kenny was the finest thing she’s done on the screen.” I noticed that Jane Wyman, who's expecting a baby, spent a quiet evening with her hus- band and the Gregory Pecks. Jane was very — cute saying how disappointed she was that Gregory had not won for the best male per- Said — he’s such a wonderful actor. But Hollywood ' voted the way it saw it—and that’s the way it should be no matter what personal prefer- ences are. : When I patted Jimmy Stewart on the back and said, “Jimmy, I’m sorry you didn’t win,” he grinned and said, like the good sport he is, “Oh, I have time. I'll get it someday.” “Someday again,” I corrected, because Jim- my won Oscar in 1937 for Philadelphia Story. A huge tent had been erected for the party and the decorating motif was enormous Oscars all over the place. In all the years I've been covering Hollywood parties there _has never been a more elaborate affair nor more people present. Sprinkled among the ‘stars were such illustrious guests as Eric Johnston and Earl Warren, the popular Goy- ~ ernor of California. Yep—it was a beeg night. We won't have a bigger one until Academy Award time rolls around next year. * * * This may be a little tip for romance, girls! Alfred Hitchcock, one of our best directors, refuses to film a love scene on a big, gaudy set. Hitchy says that close quarters is the | correct way to convey the feeling that two people are set apart from the rest of the world. -For this reason, he’s filming the love scenes between Gregory Peck and Valli (that's all there is to her name and she’s the new Selz- nick discovery debuting in The Paradine Case) on a set that measures six-feet-by-eight. That | should be chummy enough! : ie

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Wabash Ave., Chicago 1, Ill. & , i Please send me free folder of tours as checked: § = Gulf Coast 0 California Great Smokies O | | y National Parks Southwest Mexico 0 i . } — Ozarks Colorado Rockies Historic East 0 : hy Northwest O Virginia Carolinas Florida g Se aaa Bisex... 4 r i i 1 LU 1 aa | Pi | taxicabs—so maybe there’s something to it. * * * Close Up Of Dana Andrews Off-Screen: He can SEW very well. Mrs. Andrews can't thread a needle—but Dana’s a whizz. Not fine embroidery, mind you. But he’s right there when buttons come off. Gne night, just before they left for a preview, the garter came off Mrs. A’s girdle. Dana did the honors of stitching it back on again! He’s a camera fiend and is continually taking “‘candid” shots when he isn’t gardening or busy in his workshop. The Andrews home in Toluca Lake is Normandy style architecture, painted a slate gray with a white trim and white fence. All the rooms are carpeted in solid, strong colors from wall to wall and the furniture is equally colorful. Neither Dana nor Mary likes pastels, damask, or antiques. At present, the Andrews living room is crowded by a real piano, a dummy piano, a@ new super-duper recording and playback machine, and stacks of sheet music. Reason is, Dana’s taking music lessons for his role.as the blind pianist in Memory of Love—a movie being produced by my famous relative, Miss Harriet Parsorfs. She will be very pleased to learn that her hero practices three hours daily. The two kids, Cathy and David, are very impressed with pappy’s piano playing, which is loud—if not so good. He goes shopping with his wife because he likes to pick out women’s clothes and has wonderful taste. That's okay with Mary be- cause he always picks out more expensive things than she would select for herself. Dana loves to read, but is particular. So Mary reads a book first and if she thinks he would like it, it goes on his nightstand. He loves to read aloud and frequently reads to his wife who promptly falls asleep. This hasn't stopped him—so far. He’s still at it. RE ck * Walter Wanger took over the entire Chante- clair Cafe on the Sunset Strip to celebrate Richard Ney delighted the younger set at the Ramrod opening. Dick left for N. Y. afterwards, where he told friends “| miss that redhead.” Veronica Lake and husband ‘Andre de Toth for the State Cen- and Ramrod premiere. arrive at Alta, Utah, tennial Celebration Joan Bennett's birthday, which turned out to also be the natal day of three other guests— David Niven, Reginald Gardiner and Franchot Tone. I've noticed that hostesses always seem to _ have twice as much fun when a party is held in a cafe rather than in a home because there are none of the usual worries about everything going off all right, natch. ; There were movie stars all over the place, including Joan, who looked like a dream in a lovely white gown. But it was an out-of-town visitor who stole a lot of the thunder. Brenda Frazier, who was the glamor debu- tante of all time, and her husband, Shipwreck Kelly, were among those present, and even the Hollywood glamor girls found Brenda very interesting to look at. Her gown definitely had the New York air and it's easy to see how she was the socialite darling for so many years. 4 Franchot Tone’s pretty, blonde wife, Jean Wallace, sat by me and poured out her troubles. No, not with Franchot. But just that day she had been suspended by her studio. Her husband told her not to worry—he didn’t think she would starve. Rosalind Russell is certainly getting to be the fashion plate of our town. She never seems to wear the same evening gown twice—at least I haven't caught her and I see her often. On this occasion she was wearing a filmy rose-colored dress which was very becoming with her dark hair. Gregory Peck sat at Joan’s table. I was there, too, and so was William Powell. Bill was busy passing around a telegram Mousie, his wife, had sent him. It arrived just as he stepped through the door and read, “LET’S GO HOME NOW. LOVE.” “You see,” Bill explained, “that girl loves parties better than anything in the world. Just as we started to leave the house tonight I — said, ‘For heaven's sake, let’s go home at a decent hour tonight and not be (Continued on page 64) the. last to : ~ | i ai.

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Hid TWO DAMES ARE OUT TO STOP HIM. i : | ONE WITH HER LIPS... i THE OTHER WITH A GUN! | i Hii i | II ! | i i || it ia i} ty | Ha i | HI | | 4 Bill Bendix battling i] oS eae ae This is Ladd’s toughest fight... i in “Blue Dahlia” and up against the hidden riptides of deadly Eastern i | “Two Years Before intrigue ... . and the two women {|\ | The Mast”! who stand in the way of his revenge against i the Orient’s underworld! iy | i Paramount presents \ GAIL WILLIAM Ay RUSSELL-BENDIX in a | P ne - / ges ue, ad i f Geng re JUNE DUPREZ | i LOWELL GILMORE - EDITH KING - Directed by JOHN FARROW | |

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12 Fatherhood’s oc after the first ee they say. But don’t tell that to Errol. whe" just Special Reporter for Modern Screen had (with Nora’s help!) Miss Rory Flynn. Errol (whose next is Escape Me Never) relaxes in his study, after passing out the cigars and candy. @ Nurses just off night duty at St. Joseph’s Hospital in Burbank, California, were crowding into the hospital coffee shop right after dawn on March 13th, when a tall, handsome and very slender man appearedas if from nowhere, sat himself down at the counter and asked for black coffee, please, and hurry it up a bit, if you don’t mind. Instantly, the chatter and clatter among the young nurses was silenced. Expectant papas were no new sight to them, but this one was different. He was hatless, and his wavy brown hair could-have done with a bit of combing. His motions were nervous and quick, his manner courtly, his voice edged with a smile. “That’s Errol Flynn!” The whisper ran through the coffee shop like a charge of electricity.. What had brought him there at that early hour was no secret, for hospital gossip travels fast. Every girl in the restaurant knew that upstairs in the delivery room, Mrs. Nora Eddington Flynn was in labor. They knew, too, that the pains had started many hours ago, just after noon the previous day. And when they saw the drawn look on Errol’s handsome face, they sympathized. He hadn’t finished his second cup of steaming coffee before (Continued on page 97)

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up sophisticated N Yorkers realized oem screen with all o i trifying ie with WILLIAM LUNDIGAN - MORRIS CARNOVSKY PAUL CAVANAGH + NATALIE SCHAFER Produced by JACK CHERTOK Directed by eenplay by ROBERT STEVENSON - EDMUND H-NORT A HUNT STROMBERG ’ Productio Released thru UNITED: ARTIST

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Is fe Gregming, or is he really dead, wonders David Niven. He remembers jumping — from his plane without a chute during the wor, but who is this person in 18th century — finery (Marius Goring), and what's this mysterious Stairway to Heaven he's sitting on? PICTURE ot the MONTH @ Once in a while yeu come across a book you can’t put down. The clock moves, the sky grews white in the window, the room turns cold— but you hold the boek in your hands and you read it through to the end. Once in a greater while you come across a picture you can't forget. You see it, you sit there in the dark and it lifts you and something in it crosses to you with a leap of recog- nition, and when you leave the the- ater it stays with you and you go back over its scenes the way you riffle through the pages of a pee for a favorite poem. = Stairway To Heaven is that kind of picture. I loved it on sight. I loved the way it opened, in wonderful Tech- nicolor space, and I loved the gentle note on which it ended. The people in it became friends, alive and warm and full of meaning, and when they faded off the screen I was sorry to see them go. I became a “shill” for the film, went around saying to peo- ple, “Have you seen Stairway To Heaven? You simply must!” (Continued on page 66)

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starring BING ROSBY JOAN CAULFIELD BARRY HI/GERALD with WANDA HENDRIX > FRANK FAYLEN ELIZABETH PATTERSON ROBERT SHAYNE LARRY YOUNG - PERCY KILBRIDE vireted by ELLIOTT NUGENT “My Heart Is A Hobo” “As Long As I'm Dreaming” “Country Style” mile Right Back As The Synia

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Flashy clothes and glib talk make substitute-doctor Bing Crosby Still distrustful of his substitute, but unable to break their contract, unpopular with the staid New Englanders. Old Doc. (B. Fitz- . Fitzgerald leaves on his first vacation in 30 years. On the way gerald) and school-marm Joan Caulfield dislike him at once. to the station, he is stricken with appendicitis, brought back home. M All the heart-warming sentiment and humor of Going My Way are repeated in this new Bing Crosby—Barry Fitzgerald pic- ture. Joan Caulfield plays the most decora- tive school-teacher ever seen by mortal man, "and Bing sings “My Heart’s a Hobo,” which is heading straight for the Hit Parade. When young Doctor Pearson (Bing Crosby) arrives in Fallsbridge, Maine, the phrase he does not hear is ‘Welcome, stranger!’ Maine folks don‘t care much for strangers, especially ones that are always singing crazy songs and wearing: clothes that look like horse blankets. But Pearson's glad to get there, anyway. That crotchety Reluctantly, the ailing doc agrees to let Crosby os lew, on the. Tamas pres se ae operate. But he insists on a local anesthetic, on his nerves. Kept mutienug about) bad directs his own appendectomy. Joan assists Bing. mannered young blatherskites” all the while, just because Pearson got the last order of trout and the old boy had te eat oatmeal. It’s quite a surprise to Pearson to find that the ‘old boy” is the doctor he’s come to replace for two months. It’s worse for Doctor McRory (Barry Fitzgerald) who had planned on his first vacation in thirty years. Now he flatly refuses to leave the health of Falls- M oO bridge in the hands of an incompetent young idiot who would probably sing while he was ( amputating your leg. I = Pearson is inclined to argue the point, es- REET PAOD a 7 PES OI Tse pecially after he has seen Trudy Mason . (Joan Caulfield). But Trudy’s engaged to is: Roy Chesley (Robert Shayne), and Dr. by Virginia Wilson i McRory is too stubborn to admit he’s begin- ning to like Pearson, who shares his interest in fishing. If McRory hadn't suddenly de- veloped acute appendicitis, Pearson would have left. As it is, there is nothing to do but operate. That's a funny (Continued on page 18) 16

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WW'LL LOSE YOUR HEART T0 THIS “WONDERFUL GUY....SHE DID! The exciting romance of a beautiful gal who loved a special kind of guy. He put her ina ‘million dollar mansion and laid the world at her feet...for love...for laughs...for thrills! It’s one of your most memorable screen experiences! _ eR At FRANK BORZAGES fast-moving drama _ of love and excitement is Madea FT SY PA PS Starring Cathoune McLEOD THE GIRL you loved at first sight in “VVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU"! Produced and Directed by FRANK BORZAGE R ~ Would you take a handsome man in Associate Producer... Lew Borzage ISCO out of the rain on a rainy, rainy night? Whitten by Steve Fisher and Bradley King A REPUBLIC PICTURE with Pas ARNS 2 ek

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18 FIELD with VIRGINIA NATALIE SCHAFER * Bore Produced by Aubrey Bryan Foy in Pagieli a novel b d ee f charge © on Films presents ENAY VENUTA 2 WALTER BULLOCK ili ‘Farrell M Willem OA by Alfred Werker ¢ Production (Continued from page 16) scene. The old doctor insists on a local anaes- thetic and a large mirror so he can direct the operation. The patient survives, of course, to admit that Pearson is a good surgeon after all. There are other plot complications, involving Trudy, Roy and a hospital Dr. McRory has been looking forward to for years. The situation is taken care of; believe it or not, by three cigars.—Par. CARNEGIE HALL Here is Carnegie Hall—fifty years of it— seen through the eyes of Nora (Marsha Hunt), who comes there first as a child just over from Ireland. When she’s five years old, she hears Tschaikowsky and meets Walter Dam- rosch. When she’s twenty, and a charwoman at the hall, she falls in love with Tony Sa- lerno (Hans Yaray ), brilliant pianist with the Symphony. Tony doesn’t mind Nora being a charwoman. She adores him and she adores music, which is enough. He marries her, although Donovan (Frank McHugh), the superintendent of the Hall, shakes his head a bit. Donovan's fears are for Nora—he knows Tony is irresponsible and an alcoholic. For a couple of years Nora is very happy. Then Tony begins drinking again, gives up his job in a fit of temperament, and is killed by a fall downstairs. By then there is the baby Tony to think of. Nora determines that he shall be a great musician like his father, but without his father’s temperament. Tony's growing years are lived almost en- tirely in Carnegie Hall, listening to Heifetz, Pons, Rubinstein and the rest of the great musical artists. His time outside school is spent practicing the piano, for which he has definite talent. But as he gets to be a young man (William Prince); he rebels against his mother’s domination. Sure, he loves music, but it doesn’t have to be classical. And when he falls in love with a girl, Ruth (Martha O'Driscoll), she’s a singer with Vaughn Mon- | roe’s band. ; This leads to an open break with his mother, and Tony goes out on his own. But Nora prays that some day he'll come back to the Hall, and unexpectedly her prayer is an- swered. Some of the best music and musicians of our day are to be heard in Carnegie Hall. Almost everyone from Heifetz to Harry James! —U.A. THE GHOST AND MRS. MUIR Most women wouldn't care to live with a ghost, but Lucy Muir (Gene Tierney) is not an ordinary woman. And certainly Captain Daniel Gregg (Rex Harrison) is no ordinary ghost. Since they both like the same house, and are stubborn types, there they stay. Maybe I should explain how it happens. Lucy is a young widow who is living with her dead husband's family in London. It's an annoying household. Her mother-in-law, Angelica (Isobel Elsom) weeps easily and often. Her sister-in-law, Eva (Victoria Horne), tries to tell her how to bring up her little gizl. So Lucy finally leaves them, and rents a tiny cottage by the sea. It’s a charming place and very cheap. The reason it’s cheap soon becomes evident —lights go out, windows fly open, a mans deep laughter is heard. But Lucy refuses to be driven out. “If you weren't such a cow- ard,” she tells the ghost severely, “you'd come out of hiding.” Captain Gregg, a short-tem- pered man, I mean ghost, is furious at being) called a coward, and promptly materializes. Handsome! He explains to Lucy that he doesn't want strangers messing around the place. When he sees she really loves the house, he agrees to let her stay. Lucy’s in-laws show up to tell her that her income from her husband’s money has stopped so she'll have to come back to them. Daniel frightens them out of the house—and half oul The Ghost and Mrs. Muir: Widow Gene Tierney rents a haunted house—cheap—to escape li with her in-laws. She finds the house delightfully haunted by a sardonic ghost—Rex Harrise —- |

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They do, and it does, but in the process Lucy meets Miles Fairley (George Sanders) who isn't a ghost but a very alive young man. What comes of that I will let you nveshiete yourself.—20th-Fox. BLAZE OF NOON Bill Holden and Sterling Hayden come back to the screen in a story of four brothers who are fliers in the early days of the Air Mail service. Anyone who flew a plane then had to have steel nerves, no imagination, and it helped to be a little bit crazy. The Mac- : Donald brothers are like that. Roland (Sonny Tufts), the oldest, has taught Colin (William Holden) and Tad (Sterling Hayden) and Keith (Johnny Sands) to fly. They're doing stunt flying for a circus when they get the Air Mail offer. They get to Newark where they're to live, and something immediately happens which might split them up. Colin falls in love. Oh, he’s had plenty of girls before, like Poppy (Jean Wallace), a dancer at the circus. But this is different. The girl is Lucille (Anne Baxter) and she’s a nurse. < So the wedding is two weeks later—financed by a fellow pilot, Porky (William Bendix). But it doesn’t break up the MacDonalds, for Lucille has agreed that they should all live together. She soon begins to think this wasn't such a good idea. In fact, after a month of it she storms out of the house, announcing that it was like living in a men’s club. Colin goes after her and brings her back, but bad luck pursues them. Keith is killed in a plane crash, then Tad has an almost fatal accident. Roland leaves flying to sell cars. Only Colin continues stubbornly to fly the mails, while Lucille waits and worries at home.—Par. IT HAPPENED IN BROOKLYN You have a neat selection of singing styles to pick from in It Happened in Brooklyn. If you don't go for Frankie Boy, you can have opera by Katherine Grayson, a comedy song by Jimmy Durante, or a jive number by Peter Lawford, which is, surprisingly, the high spot _ in the show. The story starts in England, where little Danny (Frank Sinatra), a soldier from Brook- lyn, is waiting to be sent back to the States. According to Danny, there’s no place in the world or out of it like Brooklyn. He passes these sentiments on to a nice old gentleman who is worried about his son, Jamie (Peter Lawford). Jamie is strictly a square. He plays Mozart and backs into a corner if he so much as sees a girl. “Send him to Brooklyn and he'll get over that stuff,” Danny says, forget- ting his own shyness. “Why, in Brooklyn everybody has a girl!’ When he finds out that the old gentleman is the Duke of Dun- stable, he is slightly embarrassed but sticks by his slogan: “Everything is perfect in Brook- lyn.” When Danny gets back there, he finds out that’s not quite true. There is, for instance, COLGATE DENTAL CREAM | the little matter of finding a place to live, since — he hasn't any portly. But he meets a old friend, the j of A ~-well as a little girl, in London. It Hapaowed In Brooklyn: War vet Frank Sin- atra enjoys a spaghetti dinner whipped up by New Utrecht High custodian Jimmy Durante. Danny went. Nick (Jimmy Durante) invites him to share his basement quarters. Danny also meets the music teacher, who is not as friendly as Nick, but a lot prettier. Her name is Anne (Katherine Grayson) and she hates Brooklyn. Nick doesn’t think much of it, either, and even Danny soon begins to lose his enthusiasm. Then Jamie comes over from England and expects them to show him what a wonderful place Brooklyn is. In show- ing Jamie, they show themselves.—M-G-M. THE TWO MRS. CARROLLS Humphrey Bogart turns from tough detec- tives to a smooth murderer for his role in The Two Mrs. Carrolls. As Geoffrey Car- roll, he plays an artist who always wants to marry the women with whom he falls in love. Unfortunately, this involves murdering whatever wife he has at the moment. When he first meets Sally (Barbara Stan- wyck) on a fishing trip, he has a wife, as Sally finds this out and refuses to see him again, so Geoffrey decides to get rid of Mrs. Carroll. He buys poison from a ratty little chemist, Blagden (Barry Bernard) and feeds it to his wife nightly in a glass of milk. He also begins a painting of her as “The Angel Of Death.” Before long the first Mrs. Carroll has meen neatly disposed of. A year later Sally is the | second Mrs. Carroll, and she and Geoffrey and his little girl, Beatrice (Ann Carter), are living happily in a house in Kent. Geoffrey’s | picture, “The Angel Of Death,” has made — | be famous. Everything is fine. ho Gradually, however, Geeffrey begins to get | restless. Sally no longer inspires him. At | this psychological moment, the statuesque | beauty, Cecily Latham (Alexis Smith) ap- | pears and asks him to paint her portrait, | 7 Geoffrey at first refuses rudely, but that only | intrigues the predatory Miss Latham. Soon he is seeing her constantly and their aici | has become neighborhood gossip. And soon, too, Sally is ill, with Geoff, the solicitous hus- | band, preparing her nightly glass of milk. There are some spine-chill be ne he pi tur but there | Id ha

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IT HAPPENED ON FIFTH AVENUE Of course it couldn't have happened on Fifth Avenue, or anywhere else, but it’s nice to believe it could. Nice to believe that there are people like McKeever (Victor Moore), the | hobo in the silk hat, and the ex-GI, Jim Bul- lock (Don De Fore), and Trudy (Gale Storm), the millionaire’s daughter who doesn’t care about the millions. McKeever, of course, has no right to be on Fifth Avenue at all, let alone living in the luxurious mansion of Michael O’Connor (Char- lie Ruggles). But O'Connor is away for the winter, and McKeever found a loose board. So here he is. Being a generous man, he invites Jim, who has been dispossessed, to move in with him. He doesn’t bother explaining that he doesn’t belong there. When they find a pretty girl taking a mink coat out of a closet one night, Jim is all for turning her over to the police. McKeever has to tell him that they aren't in a position to talk to policemen, and they end by offering to let the girl live there, too. She accepts _demurely, not telling them that she’s Trudy O'Connor, Michael's daughter. She has run _ away from school and her father already has detectives looking for her. It's her father himself who finds her. By then she is in love with Jim, but he’s preju- diced against millionaires. So will her father please pretend to be a starving old tramp and come and live with them and see what a nice guy Jim is? O’Connor reluctantly agrees, and they outfit him at a second hand store. It's a funny situation and Victor Moore is as amusing as ever. Ann Harding appears as O’Connor’s wife——Mono. GREAT EXPECTATIONS Whether you're a Dickens devotee or consider him an outmoded relic, you'll be enchanted by Great Expectations. No story as dramatic as this could ever be dated, and the cast, headed by John Mills and Valerie Hobson, is perfect. You remember how it begins . . . a seven-year- old boy, Pip (Anthony Wager), encounters an escaped convict on the moors. Although he’s terrified to the soles of his worn-out boots, Pip brings food to the ugly, threatening giant, and ) tries to help him escape. The man is caught and Pip gets a hiding for his pains. A year or so later, Pip is asketi to come once a week to the home of an elderly gentlewoman ‘in the neighborhood, Miss Haversham (Martita | Hunt). He is to play games with her little niece, (Estelle. Estelle (Jean Simmons) calls him a | Masty, common little boy and refuses to have |ianything to do with him, but Pip adores her. When Pip (now John Mills) is sixteen, he is prenticed to his brother-in-law, Joe (Bernard iles), a blacksmith. Later, a lawyer, Jeffers, ‘(Francis L. Sullivan) comes to see him and lis him he has “great expectations.” He }) is, in fact, the heir to a fortune and must be brought up in London like a gentleman. Pip goes off to London where he ares bachelor quarters with Herbert (Alex 3 ess), and soon becomes a thorough young snob. He meets Estelle (Valerie Hob- ‘gon) again, and ius time she warns him not 4 SOO IPSs Take a robust boy, aged eight or thereabouts, add one inquisitive pooch, stir in a soft Spring day—and what have you got? A job for Fels-Naptha, of course! nothing like Fels-Naptha Soap for washing grimy garments. Clothes that look hopelessly soiled come out of Fels-Naptha suds clean and fresh. It’s a fact—and most mothers know it—there’s i | | And you needn’t rub them ragged to do it. i . It’s the combination of active Fels naptha and good i mild soap that dislodges dirt—deep down in the fabric—and gently washes it away. Whether you're doing heavy work clothes or perishable dresses, you can wash them cleaner and quicker with Fels-Naptha Soap. Fels-Naptha Soap | BANISHES TATTLE-TALE GRAY" pag le

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secret benefactor, and that she wishes him i to marry Estelle. He has a rude shock when LIT TLE LULU a hideous old man with a black patch over one eye comes to see him, for this is the con- vict he once befriended, and it is his money that Pip has been living on. The old man has isked capture again—this time just to see the Ww _ | tis Pp g OUR TNE R boy who once helped him. Pip’s natural kind- SUPER DUPE ness conquers his snobbery.—Univ. _NEW ORLEANS New Orleans is to be recommended solely for its music, which is jazz at its best. Just listen to it, though—don‘t look, because the plot is weak and the acting doesn't help. But when Louis Armstrong, Billie Holliday and Woody Herman are beating out the blues everything is fine. The story involves Miralee Smith (Dorothy Patrick), who arrives in New Orleans in 1909 after a long period of study to make her debut as a concert singer. Her mother (Irene Rich) has everything planned, but her plans don’t inchkide a gambler named Nick Duquesne (Arturo de Cordova). Basin Street is the section of New Orleans where the music we now know as “jazz” orig- inated. Miralee gets her mother’s maid, Endie (Billie Holliday), to take her there one eve- ning. Nick, who owns the club she goes to, won't let her stay. He knows that young ladies Little Lulu says...Compare tissues— compare boxes—and just don't belong in that part of town. How- ever, Miralee is completely fascinated by the music she has heard there, and also by Nick. Soft! Strong! Pops Up! It’s America’s favorite tissue. A few nights later she persuades her voice * Kleenex is softer!”. you'll see why 7 out of 10 tissue users like Kleenex* best! coach, who has a weakness for jazz himself, © International Cellucotton Products Co, = *T. M. Reg. U.S. Pat. Off. to take her back. This time Nick drives her around the worst section of Basin Street to dis- illusion her. Miralee is shocked, but stubborn. She goes right on pursuing Nick. Mama Smith decides something drastic must be done. She persuades the authorities to close up Basin Street as a “vice area.” Nick has to leave town. He's in love with Miralee, but he feels it would be unfair to take her with him, as she wants to do. Instead he lets her think her mother has “bought him off.” He goes to Chicago to start a night club. Even- tually there is a sentimental reunion of Sym- phony Hall to the red-hot strains of “New Or- leans.’"—U.A. HOMESTRETCH There's nothing that looks prettier in Techni- color than a good horse race—unless it's Maureen O'Hara. You have both in Home- | stretch. Not to mention Cornel Wilde, Glenn | CHEWING GUM “MESS Si tugbes, popular yous) says: “For minty refreshment at its fest : oe : H tretch: A h d Abby R. b THE FLAVOR LINGERS LONGER (| Fil take LEAF Chewing gum everytime! Matha (Ohara! aa ee eres ogee (in Technicolor)—and nearly breaks them up! 22

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e racing starts at Santa Anita, where a filly called Abbey R runs a beautiful race. Both Jock Wallace (Cornel Wilde) and Kitty _ Brant (Helen Walker) decide immediately to _ try and buy her. They're old friends and ‘rivals. Jock manages to head off the wire Kitty sends to the horse’s owner in Boston, and flies there himself. _ He is surprised to find himself dealing with a lovely girl named Leslie Hale (Maureen _ offers him Abby R for a thousand dollars, he ~ tells her the filly is worth thirty thousand— A and pays it. But Leslie sails off to England to _ marry her fiance, Bill (Glenn Langan). Then Jock makes a quick decision. He will ake the filly to England, enter her in the Gold Cup and maybe talk Leslie out of get- ting marfied to anyone but him. Abby R doesn’t win the Gold Cup, but Jock wins Leslie and carries her and the horse trium- hantly off to South America for the Gran Premo National. _ Abby R wins the race this foe -but Jock ‘home to the old breeding farm he owns. in ' Maryland. So she goes back to Boston alone, unhappy and disillusioned. But all ends well. EK | —20th-Fox. CALCUTTA _ They've transplanted Alan Ladd and Bill _ Bendix to India and I think the change of Es ' top form, dodging Indian knives and catching up with a murderer. \ Neale (Alan Ladd) and Pedro (Bill Ben- dix) and Bill (John Whitney) are all Air Transport pilots. They've been friends for "years, with Neale and Pedro pulling Bill out of jams his hot temper gets him into. Now he’s in what they regard as the worst jam of > all. He’s engaged! They haven't met the girl, ‘ond only agree reluctantly to do so. _ But when their DC-3 lands at the Calcutta ‘airport, Bill isn’t there to meet them. Bill is d ead—strangled by person or persons un- “known. Neale and Pedro don’t say much, but “they go to work on the murder right away. A singer, Marina (June Duprez) who's in love with Neale, tells them Bill's girl, Virginia (Gail Russell) is still around. Neale goes to see r, and he can understand then the way Bill t about her. Not that Neale would feel that ay—she’s the sweet, home-loving dype he (has always carefully avoided. Furthermore, Se ESE _ O'Hara). So surprised, in fact, that when she | : fetuses to listen to Leslie’s plea that they go |: climate has done the boys good. They're at. “| Girls at Arthur Murray's dance studios keep dainty this. way They rely on this deodorant above all others for safe- and-sure protection GIFTED... GL M Murray teache dancing abil lity, s deodorant you. ean depend upon to guard daintiness through hours of active exercise . that gives you safe-and-s sure protection . . . Stops underarm odor ... checks perspiration. And — besides working so. effectively, so efficiently, Etiquet as delightful to use! Fluffy-light — easy fo apply — soothing to we skin. cee OR g REFUND os é : Guaranteed by ne Good Housekeeping Wor As apyeymsto WOO ETIQUET stays moist in jar — _ will not harm delicate fabrics. Adopt the Murray girls’ : ormula for “dancing daintiness” — care for our

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she’s wearing a locket that must have cost ten thousand dollars, and has the nerve to tell him Bill gave it to her. But when Neale checks, he finds that Bill actually did give it to her. And that Bill de- posited a check in the bank the day before he died that was for more than ten thousand. Something strange is going on around here and Bill was part of it. Their further investiga- tions bring in a ruby-decked Hindu, a knife thrower—and the murderer.—Par. ODD MAN OUT Odd Man Out has much of the artistry and realism which made The Informer such a great picture. It also has James Mason, play- ing no sadist this time, but a man of infinite courage and infinite weariness. It is the story of eight hours in this man’s life. At four in the afternoon he is the brilliant leader of an illegal organization in Belfast. As midnight—but let's start at four o'clock. The man’s name is Johnny (James Mason). You never hear his last name and it doesn't matter. He has been in jail because of his political activities. Now he and four others are going to hold up a linen mill, to get money for the organization. Johnny warns them that there must be no violence. Yet it is he, ironically, who is compelled to shoot a man during the hold-up, and is himself wounded. His companions get him half into the car and drive away, but he falls off, There is no time to go back for him—the police are coming. Johnny will take care of him- self, they tell each other, with more confidence than they feel. Johnny crawls away into an old air-raid shelter, and lies there, half-conscious, feeling the pain but not understanding it. When he at last manages to go on, his steps are un- certain, his head muddled. Yet somehow he staggers through the dark, rain-swept streets. If he can get to Kathleen (Kathleen Ryan) he will be safe. Kathleen loves him. She will help him. Several people help Johnny, some willingly, others grudgingly. He is too well known. There’s a price on his head. Better keep out of it, they tell themselves. Yet Johnny keeps going, long after he has forgotten how, or why. Every part in the picture is beautifully handled. F. J. McCormick as a wily ne’er- do-well is magnificent, but it is Mason who dominates everything.—Univ. ~RAMROD To a cattleman, a “ramrod” is a ranch fore- man. He has to be good at his job or the hands leave and the ranch falls apart. Dave Nash (Joel McCrea) is good at his job when he’s sober, but he’s too often drunk. Connie Dickason (Veronica Lake) hires him in spite of this. Connie isn’t in a position to quibble. She has just defied Frank Ivey (Preston Foster) who “runs” all the country around there, and most people are afraid to work for her on that account. Dave isn't afraid, and he hates Ivey. He gets a few friends of his who feel the same way, and they start things rolling on Connie’s ranch. Connie isn’t a nice person, but Dave doesn't know that. He admires her beauty and mis- takes her greed for natural ambition. She . Odd Man Out: As the leader of an illegal Irish band, James Mason, wounded and haggard, is sought by the police. F. J. McCormick, eager for a reward, tries to turn the desperate patriot in. has courage, all right, or she would never have defied Ivey. They are just getting the ranch in order when Ivey's men burn the house down, and beat up one of the hands so severely that he dies of it. Dave's best friend, Bill (Don DeFore), who is violent and unthinking, wants to start shoot- ing in revenge, but Dave feels they should stick to the law. He has great respect for the county's old sheriff (Donald Crisp). Dave doesn’t realize that Connie actually wants the shooting to start, so that she may gain her own ends faster. That she cares nothing for law or decency, or for anything but her own lust for power. So—the shooting does start, eventually, and once it does, no one can stop it. Not Dave, or Rose (Arleen Whelan) who loves him, or Bill, or Connie herself. One life after another is sacrificed to her ambition until she realizes at last how lonely success can be.—U.A. High Barbaree: As children, Van Johnson and June Allyson promised they'd meet again on on uncharted island named High Barbaree .. . HIGH BARBAREE If you could select your favorite cast, wouldn't it include Van Johnson, June Allyson and young Claude Jarman, who won your heart in The Yearling? Well, they're all here, in a picture that opens. with a Navy plane shot down in the pacific. The pilot is Alec Brooke (Van Johnson) and the navigator is | Lt. Moore (Cameron. Mitchell). Their plane! stays afloat, but their chances of survival are) slim, and they know it. To keep from thinking]| about it, they talk. | “How come you named the plane the ‘Hig Barbaree’?” Moore asks idly. “Oh, that goes back to when I was a kid. Twelve years old, waiting for my Uncle Tha to bring me the canoe he’d promised me fo my birthday. . .” When Brooke was twelve years old (Claud Jarman plays him at that age), his idol wa: Uncle Thad (Thomas Mitchell), a merch seaman. Nobody but Brooke believed thal Thad would remember a promise he had made two years before, when he set out on ¢@ round-the-world voyage. But Brooke believed it as passionately as he believed in an island called High Barbaree which Uncle Thad ha¢ told hjm about. Maybe it wasn’t on the maps but it was there in the Pacific somewhere Nancy, the kid next door, believed it, too. She took Brooke’s word for everything. Uncle Thad does bring the canoe, whi leads to trouble later when, under the infl ence of a too potent bottle of Scotch, he tak the kids on a frip down the river. Thad lan in jail, and Brooke gets a job as dare-de bicycle rider in a circus to bail him out. Un papa and mama arrive, with fire in their eyé "What became of Nancy?” Moore asks. | "She moved away. When I grew up} | thought I was in love with a girl named Dicmj © (Marilyn Maxwell). But when Nancy (Juij | Allyson) came back, I knew she was the on@ | And I'll tell you something. I still believe ' she and I will meet, as we promised long a on the island of High Barbaree. . ..—M-

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= _MRS. CRESS W. J: COURTNEY the former Jacqueline Copeland of Newport News, Va. - Bridal portrait painted by A lovely skin wins the hearts of all beholders! Yes, and you can see an improvement in your own skin with _ careless cleansing and go on the 2 spread Camay’s gentle lather over your face. _ Remember—the Camay Mild-Soap Diet calls for Camay, and only Camay, morning and night. It can give you a softer, smoother skin. Just One Cake of Camay brings you Softer, Smoother Skin! ABOUT THE COURTNEYS: Cress Courtney, New York business- man, and his bride honeymooned in New Orleans. The South has seen its share of lovely ladies, but few lovelier - than Jacqueline, who cares for her com- ~ plexion with the Camay Mild-Soap Diet. Today the Courtneys have a New York apartment. The decorating is modern —planned by themselves. Modern, too, | in her skin care, Jacqueline follows the Camay Mild-Soap Diet. Camay is so mild —it cleanses without irritation. your first cake of Camay, if you'll give up Camay Mild-Soap Diet. Twice each day, Rinse warm, with a cold dash for oily skin.

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ee i make-up sponge r in the ease!” Here it is! New as tomorrow and already the rave of Hollywood! The first big improvement in cake make-up! Cashmere Bouquet Beau Cake has its own dainty make- up sponge in a moisture-proof compartment. As vivacious Hillary Brooke says—“‘It’s a thrilling convenience. When I open my Beau Cake the sponge is ready.” Cashmere Bouquet Beau Cake gives your skin a smooth-as-silk finish, hides tiny blemishes, imparts ravishing young color. All this beauty with the convenience of the ever-ready ‘make-up sponge in Cashmere Bouquet Beau Cake. ‘e “BEAU CAKE keeps my handbag dainty; no more loose cofton in my purse.” Cashmere Bouquet Bean Cake 2 Gay new cake make-up with sponge compartment right in the case “I find it easier than ever fo apply lovely, smooth cake make-up with BEAU CAKE.”

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@ Rita Hayworth* was at the Racquet Club in Palm Springs, and I was in my Hollywood home, but what she said over the telephone was crystal clear. She said, “Orson and I are through, Hedda. This time it’s for keeps. I just can’t take it any longer!” Rita sounded tired; her voice was flat. Not angry, not excited, not tearful, not sad. Just tired—a fugitive from genius, fed up and through. I thought, “So it’s over— the second honeymoon of the Man from Mars and the pretty dancing girl—” and I wondered out loud to Rita, “For how long this time?” “For keeps,” she repeated. “Forever.” “I'd like to make a bet on that,” I said, and we did. I bet that in six months she would return to Orson and she bet that she wouldn’t. Maybe. Only a few days before, I had walked onto When they left for Mexico last December, Rita looked forward to a second honeymoon, but spent most ot it working. He's fiery, unpredictable, cursed with the mark of genius —yet Rita Hayworth loved and lived with Orson Welles for 3 years . . . before she admitted defeat. by hedda hopper |

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coy tits Although Orson adores Rita and ‘'Becka,"” his work inter- feres with their normal home life. Rita, now finishing Down To Earth, says, ‘I'm just fed up with genius.” a Columbia Studio set with some questions up my sleeve and I’d got some very differ- ent answers about one of the maddest mar- riages the Fates ever dreamed up for a Hollywood pair. Love was in bloom then for Orson and Rita. At least Mr. Magic wasn’t sawing Rita Hayworth in two, he was just plain killing her with a gun when I walked on the set of The Lady From Shanghai. Rita died a dozen times before my eyes, until Orson stepped out of the scene and panted, “Cut —that’s it—that’s the picture!” “What a tender and touching finale to a second honeymoon!” I told Rita. Because that’s what it was—before the love song died in the second chorus—a six-months long love tour for Orson Welles and Rita Hayworth, making The Lady From Shanghai, the picture they teamed in the minute (Continued on page 67) amet

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decline of bing crosby by george frazier ™ Sooner or later it happens to everyone. A man’s legs go back on him or his eyes begin to fail or the beauty goes out of his voice. He knows then that the moment for him to make for the showers has finally come. Yet as much as we realize this, we never really believed that it could happen to Bing, but it has, and it is not a pleasant task to have to chronicle it. The decline of Bing Crosby as a singer is a ee and abiding bereavement. Around Broadway they used to say that Bing came on prehistoric, which was the big street's quaint way of stating that he hit you like a caveman when he went to work on a popular song. They don’t say this any more. For if they concede his vast popu- larity and magnificent showmanship, they are also aware that his voice is no longer there. Bing just doesn’t sing very well any more. Indeed, in certain recent instances, he has sung badly. His Philco radio show made its debut to a healthy Hooper rating of 24. Two weeks later it had dropped to a dangerously low 12.4. . Some months ago, an orchestra leader who had idolized Bing for years was as-. signed to accompany him on a recording date. Far from proving the thrill that he had looked forward to, the session turned out to be a deep disillusionment. “Poor Bing can’t sing any more,” he said sorrowfully a few days later. “He was like an amateur. He was so bad I’d purposely fluff notes so’s he'd have to go back and try again. I'd say, ‘Gee, Bing, I’m sorry but I fluffed it, and I’d hope this time he’d make it.” This is not an isolated opinion. (Continued on page 110) "Crosby's losing -be Bing will make a comeback. But a his voice ... on the down-grade .. .” says George Frazier in Salute Magazine (reprinted at left). And those are fighting words So, if to Billy Rose. someone will please hold his coat... ™@ Will somebody please hold my coat? | In a recent issue of the magazine, Salute, George Frazier has crawled out on a limb and announced the decline | of Bing Crosby. I should like to saw that limb off. In substance, Mr. Frazier sighs, “Bing doesn’t sing very well any more. His | record sales, although still sizable, are | steadily declining. Two weeks after his radio debut this year, his Hooper rating J had dropped to a dangerously low point. | His latest movie, Blue Skies, is getting the once-over-lightly.” Mr. Frazier intimates it’s time for the | champ to make for the showers. He finishes on a melancholy note: “It may tory is against it.”

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{ ¢ Before we leave the Old Groaner _ shuffling wistfully down the road into _ the sunset, let’s do a little homework. _ Let’s look at some figures. I have assembled my facts without the aid of a Ouija board. They come from the file cabinets and ledgers of _Decea Records, Paramount Pictures, _and the Hooper agency. I think they _will prove the reports of Der Bingle’s demise have been greatly exaggerated. _ In 1946, Decca sold 12,000,000 Bing ‘Crosby records in the United States alone. This not only topped the sale _ of Crosby records in any previous year, but also exceeded the number of rec- ords any one human voice has sold in ‘any one year since Edison invented the talking dingus. A According to Jack Kapp, bossman at Decca, Bing’s version of “South America, Take It Away” has sold over 1,000,000 platters. His recent record-. ings of “Sioux City Sue” and “I Can’t Begin to Tell You” are already crowd- ing the seven-figure-mark. “White Christmas,” his old piece of vocal mistletoe, sold better in 46 than in any year since it was made. Total now, 3,000,000. His “Blue Skies” album clicked off another million discs. His “St. Patrick’s Day” come-all-ye’s this’ Spring rang up another million. I stopped in at some of the record shops in New York and talked to the boys who sell them. Milton Gabler, who owns the Com- modore Shop on 42nd Sireet, is: gen- billy rose erally recognized by the “cats” as the Grand Panjandrum of swing music. He says, “Nobody can do to a song what Crosby can. -Vocally, he’s as good as ever—maybe better.” Lou Blum, his manager, says, “The rumor that Crosby’s through is a lot of malarkey. He’s selling better than ever. We sell about 200,000 records a year. Almost 20,000 of these are Crosby’s. That’s about twice as many -as Sinatra and Como, and three times as many as Andy Russell.” The manager of the Arcade Music - Shop, quoted in Frazier’s article, seems to have changed his mind. He says, “We sell about 3,500 records a week. Bing is still way out in front—about 8% Crosby; (Continued on page 95)

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| | That's dior eae at the left, at the young aay in the middle is not a sister; she's June's and Ev's mother! Junie's in I Wonder Who's Kissing Her Now? THE OTHER BOYS WERE JUST FINE, BUT JIMMY SENT JUNE HAVER DOLLS, BLACK OLIVES, AND A COCKER SPANIEL—SO WHAT COULD SHE DO BUT MARRY THE GUY? By Abigail Putnam BIR i Although they've only ean maitied since March, Mr. and Mrs. Jimmy Zito are already involved in one of those triangles. Only this time the third party is their jealous cocker spaniel, who was a 1945 gift from Jimmy. to June. M@ lt was Saturday on an outdoor set of Scudda Hoo, Scudda Hay. All afternoon Robert Karnes had been proposing to little June Haver, all afternoon she’d been saying no, no, no. Now and then Junie couldn’t help smiling to herself. In a way, it was so much like real life—in a way, so different— At the end of the day Mr. Herbert came up. That’s F. Hugh Herbert of Corliss Archer fame, who’s directing the script he wrote for Scudda Hoo. “Anything you'd like to do the next four-five days?” “Lots of things if I didn’t have to work.” “You don’t. Looks like we won’t need you till Thursday The blue eyes flew wide. “Oh, wonderful! Maybe I'll go down to Laguna with Evvie, and paint.” . . . Maybe she would, thought Junie, driving home. And again maybe she wouldn’t. Maybe, maybe— (Continued on page 92)

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The Andrews boys pl aded for a cocker spaniel, :promising to wash and brushif him faithfully. “Ah, kids!” sighs Dana. Two-year-old Stephen Andrews looks like Daddy's little angel (above), but that cherubic expression is just a cover-up for his sinister underground activities—like smashing lamps and china.

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" KIDS ya i “atk ahaa Mary and Dana returned from the Boomerang location in Conn. with a | “dream couple” they found to keep house for them. While waiting for ARE NO ANGELS, BUT THEY DO Memory of Love to start, Dana slicked up his boat, the ‘'Vileehi.” | WHACKS pact? AFTER HE | r Y HAVE MANNERS. EVEN BABY STEVE SAYS "SORRY" HIS MOM WITH THE FIRE POKER By Cynthia Miller @ Stephen Andrews, who is two years old, weighs a fast thirty-five pounds, and has the | face of a cherub, picked up a fire poker and i beat his mother soundly over the head with it. His mother, who, by some miracle had not been knocked senseless, turned to him. “Stephen,” she said, “you hurt Mommy.” He Stephen beamed. “I sorry, Mommy.” There are times when the Andrews’ wonder what they’re rearing. As their very tactful maid put it, “I’ve never seen a child with so much energy!” One day, a while ago, when the nurse was off, Dana decided to take Stephen and Kathy out, so Mary could get some sleep. They went over to Jimmy Kern’s. Jimmy’s a director at Warners. The Andrews’ used to ‘Rve right next door to him, so they’re old friends. Dana and Jimmy sent Stephen, Kathy, and Jean and Christy Kern upstairs to play, while — they talked. \Cathy, who's 5, is passing through the hero-worship stage—object, Dana. é 'Six months ago,"' he shrugs, "she wouldn't even say hello to me. Next About twenty minutes later, there was a © Dana, Kathy loves sailing on the family's 55-foot cutter, “Katherine.” horrible crash. (Continued on page 128) Sabiewilsugiths) ke “inate HARA AAS i

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LOOK WHAT HAPPENED. WHEN YOUR MODERN SCREEN REPORTER WISHED ON A STAR! SHE GOT A DATE WITH THAT MAN MADISON—AN EVENING ON THE TOWN—AND ORCHIDS FROM GUY'S GIRL, GAIL RUSSELL! By Christopher Kane

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eS LBS ae two drinks inside ‘em from a previous meeting at the ~*~ swank Beverly Hills Club, tackle lobsters at The King's. Ce hae ee StF ea . ae FTG p star ae light, 2 | star 3 : bright. ee -@ Albert Delacorte looked at me speculatively, over the airplane ticket he held in his hand. "Maybe youd like to go to Hollywood, and interview movie stars?” T acted disinterested. “Oh, I don’t know,” I ) said, casually twisting his arm till he dropped the ticket, © Then { picked it up and said goodbye. And oe “all the Way out to the Coast. I painted myself “Tittle rainbow-colored dreams. Mt, Pele ot Christopher Kane, writer, and Guy Madison, actor, plus. Cugat Wovesthelviclin bow, as Christopher and Guy wave their chassis to rhumba chyimmeat Ciros) (Guy's in Honeymoon.) Guy and Christopher stared and gaped just like regular tourists, Only Guy's a pative Colifornian—Bakersfield! The minute I got off the plane, I breathed deeply, and ‘set out for the corner of Hollywood and Vine. I was going to wait there for Clark Gable to come by in purple bathing trunks with his name embroidered on them. He never came, and after a while, my feet began to hurt. I gave up the idea of waiting for Gable, finally, and decided I’d wait for Lana Turner instead. She'd be wearing dark glasses, and a tight white (Continued on next page)

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Papa Sankar, proprietor of the Charochka, provides food for the soul as well as the stomach: Russian caviar and gypsy melodies. Guy got along fine, singing with Papa, but he couldn't quite handle that potent vodka! star light, star bright... Everything was Hawaiian at the Beverly Tropics: leis around & their necks, bamboo background, and chopsticks. If only Guy were as adept at chopsticks as bows and arrows. . . oe a * 3

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Selecting !obsters from The King’s chef got Guy thinking about nature—so that night they drove sweater. They tell me now. that she was | in Mexico, at the time. Anyhow, she | didn’t come either. | Nobody passed but a lot of other | tourists like me, and when it got dark, | I went on over to MopErn ScrEEN’ E ollywood office. “If this is Hollywood,” I announced Boldly to Maggy, the lady-genius who | tuns the place, “I’ll take Times Square. ‘Where ‘at least you’ye got a fighting chance of running into Mrs. Roosevelt.” “hat did you expect?” Maggy jeered. “Clark Gable in purple tights?” I confess my laughter sounded forced. The next day, I started working, and stopped worrying about glamor. Hence- forth Christopher’d keep her eyes on her daily bread. Then I met Gail Russell. She’s not bread; she’s cake. pleasure. Working was a tate to moonlit Sportsman's Lodge, way out in the country. After the interview, we sat around talking. “Do you think Hollywood’s excit- ing?” she said. “Have you been any- place, or seen anything?” “My typewriter,” I told her sadly. “You know, it’s different, with you. Going around with Guy Madison” I thought, at the time,. that she had a funny look in her eyes.” But I didn’t know what it (Continued on page 126)

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40 Van Heflin's relaxed on the outside, kibitzing in on daughter Cat pletely; her gurgles and H The scene was definitely on the passionate side. Van Heflin had Lana Turner in his arms. He held her close. He said, throatily, “And perhaps that’s why you love me, Marianne, You've hated me because I saw too much of your real self.” Lana’s eyes looked searchingly into Van’s. “I found,” she half-whispered, “that when you were with me, all was well.” “Cut!” Lana and Van looked at the di- rector. “We'll do it again,” he decided. A young man from Indiana visit- ing on the set laughed. “Isn’t that tough? Now that Heflin guy’s got to make love to her some more—say, | wonder what those two are saying to each other now.” Too bad he couldn’t have heard the dialogue between scenes. It went like this: Lana: Look, Van, I’ve got a bone to pick (Continued on page 1) hleen Carol's phone calls. coos break him up: Like her moth a but tense’ on the inside—except when he's Then he relaxes com- er, Cathy's a redhead. "An actor," says the star of Green Dolphin Street, that he is a little boy who never grew up, or a screwball with a.healthy desire no to work for a living.’ Van toasts (with beer) It's true love, all right, when you still speak to the Mrs. even after she goes gin on you. Frances, a former aciress, knows how Van feels when he sounds off on "the theater.” “must combat the general belief those who really understand actors woes.

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ETS daffy friendship between Peter and Lana Turner. They each think the other's humor is hilarious. @ With trick endings, everything happens to him. He goes to a prize-fight. A lot of people go to the fights Friday nights. But he gets a bonus. He’s sitting downstairs at the ringside, see, with these two friends—Sid Luft, and Artie Goldstein—and suddenly he feels something slippery on the back of his neck. It gets worse steadily. He turns around, with his collar swishing, and there’s some big, beefy guy in the baicony talk ag to his date. And casually pouring a bottle of beer across the iron rail. “What the—!” says Mr. Lawford, with restraint. He shakes Artie’s arm. Then he shakes Sid’s arm. “Some- partners, but she's not his own true love, either. Who is? Peter isn't talking With It Happened In Brooklyn making the rounds and Good News completed, Peter is a happy lad. Here, he hedge-hops at- new home he got his folks for Christmas. (OC te4 gt “pr Wore ye Maybe it’s not a romance, but it's a wonderfully Ava Gardner's one of Pete's favorite dancing Pete didn't get far with his request for a private phone just yet. number. Fans keep calling. one,” he says, “is pouring beer over me.’ Sid yaks. “He’s just trying to put a head on ponte So all night long, he went around smelling like an old brewery, and elderly ladies who passed him in the street wondered what his tragic story was. He was beginning to wonder himself. His life is all like that. Once he asked Evelyn Keyes for a date. Evelyn Keyes is beautiful, ravish- ing, alluring and other good things. Lawford thoughtfully analyzed the situation. This couldn’t be a drive-in, juke-box business. This must be dignified, sophisticated and perfect. A small inti- mate dinner, with Sid and (Continued on page 115)

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HER NAME WAS MARIE, AND THE MINUTE HE SAW HER HE KNEW SHE WAS : THE ONE AND ONLY. BUT HE DIDN'T al ENOUGH MONEY TO DATE HER—SO Marie complains he's careless as a small boy about his clothes. "And HE MARRIED HER! (Part II) I'm a lazy correspondent, too,'' John volunteers proudly. But of Perils Of Pauline, he boasts, “Even Betty Hutton admired my boundless energy.” By Ida Zeitlin

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H If you were filming the love story of the John Lunds, your. background music would come from Up in Centra Park. On their first impromptu date they went to the zoo. John proposed while rowing Marie around the lake. There was, however, an interval between the two occasions, marked on John’s part by the struggle not to propose. As an- nouncer for CBS Television, he’d been supplied with a stack of plushy busi- ness cards. But for groceries he was getting 25-per-week, and you can’t eat business cards. So he grabbed a chance to go on: the road with Phil Baker in Charley’s Aunt, which proved a mistake all around. Back to New York and noth- Ing-a-week, marriage ‘seemed more than ever an elusive dream. So, as he plied the oars and Marie trailed her fingers through the waters of Central Park Lake, he said: “Will you marry me? Though I must be out of my mind to ask it.” “You’re the love of my life,” said Marie, “but no.” “Why not?” “Because if I said ‘yes,’ you'd go home and (Continued on page 106)

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Little Chris was badly burned last year when he fell into a gas heater. But he had to heal fast, so as not to lose his touch at merbles. Nickname's ‘Little Mitch.” NEW YORK, DALLAS, CHARLESTON—WONDER- FUL CITIES, ALL. BUT THE PLACE THAT MADE THE MITCHUMS MISTY-EYED IS AN OLD MILL POND IN DOVER, DELAWARE—WHERE THEY FIRST MET | By Virginia Wilson id ies When he's not acting, Bob helps Dotty with the housework, | usually to the accompaniment of classical music from the phonograph. “Frankly,"’ he says, “I'm a whiz at dishes.”

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™ The road ahead lay silver and straight in the cold light of a Texas moon. Wind from the prairie breathed ice cubes through the half opened window of their new convertible. “For heaven’s sake, shut it, honey,” Dorothy said, snuggling close to her husband’s shoulder. “I thought it was supposed to be warm in Texas.” “Tt isn’t warm anywhere on a cold night,” Bob ob- . served absently. : Dotty giggled. “I suppose that makes sense.” She turned and looked at him suddenly. “Bob, are we really on our way to New York, or is this just something I’m dreaming?” i “It’s real. If it isn’t, it’s sure an expensive dream, the price I shelled out for this car.” It was a 1942 Buick, and they had picked it out to- Little Mitch, Mitch, and Big Mitch—otherwise known as Chris, Josh and Bob Mi gether. That was on the day that Bob had come home from the studio at noon. “Hi, kid,” he’d said, running his hand over her smooth dark hair. “Want to go along while I buy a car?” “Bob, honestly? How come?” “We're going to New York, honey, the island of Manhattan. We’ve wanted to take a trip for a long while, and now the studio has given me time off for _ good behavior. We’re leaving tomorrow.” “Tomorrow! But—but .. .” “Don’t talk so much. Gotta buy a car. Something nice and inconspicuous, so nobody’ll notice us.” Nice and inconspicuous! So what did they end up with? A fire red convertible. “Gosh, I like that!” they’d said in one breath, and then they laughed at each other (Continued on page 103) tchum-—admire Chris’ art work. Josh prefers weight lifting.

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SUNDAY MORNING FOR DEANNA DURBIN MEANS TOSCANINI AT ONE ELBOW, DICK TRACY AT THE OTHER, AND JESSICA ROMPING ALL OVER THE HOUSE. by Nancy Winslow Squire . no sii ¥ ee = Z if Since Jessica’s birth, Mr. and Mrs. Felix Jackson spend few evenings at Mocambo's. Busy making Something In The Wind, Deanna looks forward to Sundays at home. ™@ Jessica Louise Jackson was one year old on Friday, February 7th, 1947, and the week before was a tough one for her mother. Mrs. Felix Jackson, who is a very cute, curly- red-headed girl, had gone shopping to buy a dress Jessica could wear to her party. Ii you've ever shopped for one-year-old’s dresses, you know what she went through. The salesgirl would say, “Gee, Miss Durbin, this blue one’s awfully pretty,” and Deanna would sigh.. “But the pink one’s even sweeter.” And the white one had French knots that would melt ‘a heart of stone. She ended up buying all three, naturally, and when she got home, she (Continued on page 101)

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Love can play funny tricks sometimes. But Kathryn Grayson and Johnnie Johnston are praying that this old black magic feeling will last forever and ever. BY JEAN KINKEAD

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V At the Capitol Theater in N.Y., Johnnie's parents dropped into ''Gray- son's Inn" (her dressing-room) for lunch. Johnnie, who's now making This Time For Keeps. vows that's iust how he feels about Kathy. “Ws practical, The money they earned on their record-smashing in-person tour will pay for house furnishings—with a new piano thrown in. Zz i - : e. ® a - 2 2 -_ 4 “€ Rabid who-done-it fans, they spent hours: between shows reading Dell Mystery Books together. Impatient Kathy started this one alone, leav- ing Johnnie several chapters behind. Solution: they tore book in half! ™ “Look, Johnnie, there must be other ways of making money in a hurry—” Kathryn Grayson paused on the hike to her dressing room. Johnnie grinned. “We could rig up a gadget and print ten-dollar bills in the cellar.” Kathryn closed her eyes at him the way she does when she’s annoyed, and they plodded on. : Broken-down elevators and four-flight hikes were only half the fun on the Grayson-Johnston V Hit*song of their tour was “Time After Time,’ from her pic, It personal appearance tour. There were also bliz- Happened In Brooklyn. \n Chicago, she forgot the words, so John- zards (four), laryngitis and acute, hideous home- || nie sang his own lyrics, plus hers—which were very sentimental. sickness. How come they let themselves in for such a deal? For the oldest and corniest and soundest reason there is. They are in love. They want to get married. They need the dough. They'll buy their piano and living-room sofa with the haul they made in Cincinnati. The good folks in Hartford, Conn., are paying for their dining- room furniture. If you ask them was it worth it, they'll tell you in their best duet style—“well, yes.” The lowest ebb of the trip was in Chicago. They arrived there in a snowstorm on Christmas Eve, feeling like orphans of the storm. They both missed Julie so much it hurt—she’s Johnnie’s five-year- old—and Kathryn kept thinking of the beautiful, fat, lonely Christmas tree standing in her living- room. M-G-M gave them (Continued on page 120) SN

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| i | 1 | i | | Can he help it if he’s a walking ad for famil: life, a character out of a corny radio serial? -For Bill Holden, life—with Brenda and the kids—is beautiful. By LETITIA LE PAGE Poor Westy! His maw pushes his face in, and the family police dog hurts his dignity: the hound bowls him over with kisses when Westy comes home from nursery school. "The way he plays, it should be called goodminton, not badminton,” grumbles Brenda. Bill's also a hunter, loves to sneak away from Blaze Of Noon set and shoot game. The prize of his gun.collection's a Springfield rifle he won from Sterling Hayden. > ££ ae PORES 4% °. o, Aa ey | Could be Bill's discussing his latest picture, Dear Ruth, with ten-months-old Scott, but more likely they're planning a fishing trip for 1957. Playing with Scotty gives Bill a chance to exercise: since his recent N.Y. visit, he’s used to an active life

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@ It was raining, but that didn’t bother the kids outside the broad- cast studio. Moccasined: feet made restless jitterbug patterns on the wet payement. A little redhead, about thirteen, came pelting up to the group. “Hi,” she said breathlessly. “Who are we waiting for?” “Bill Holden,” they told: her. She looked baffled. The other girls laughed. “He’s been in the Army for three years. - “Your mother wouldn’t let you go to pictures before that, so you don’t remember him. But he’s terrific!” The stage door opened then, and the mob went into action, flourishing autograph books. The young man who came out wore a gabardine raincoat. He had -blond-brown hair and serious eyes and a quick smile. “Take it easy, kids,” he said. | “Who’s first?” Two girls came forward. They were taller than the others, older. They wore high heels instead of moccasins, and nylons instead of bobby socks. “Do you remember us, Mr. Holden?” they chorused. - Bill stared at them. “I'm sorry,” he said regretfully. They weren’t offended. They laughed. “We’ve grown up,” they told him. “The last time you saw us, we were bobby sox- ers. Remember, we threw packs of Philip Morris into your taxi because you smoked so much.” He remembered, then. Every- thing that had happened before he went into the Army Air Force, however, seemed to belong to the far-distant past. He wished suddenly then that Ardis were with him on this trip to New York. Ardis had gone to dramatic school here, when she was Brenda Marshall. She had friends she wanted to look up, (Continued on page 118) lite can be CQUTITU

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by Florabel Muir special Hollywood correspondent Cary, Cary, - quite contrary. wr | With The Bachelor And The Bobbysoxer finished and The Bishop's Wife almost completed, Cary takes his best girl—Betty Hensel—to Santa Anita. While there. Cary signed dozens of autographs, although he'd vowed not to after a recent episode. @ Although Cary Grant had been playing the field while pretty Betty Hensel with the light brown hair was back home in St. Louis for that two months’ visit, this handsome couple took up where they left off when she returned to Hollywood late in March. Now their friends keep wondering if wedding bells will be ringing before the harvest moon starts shining. There, on the very graceful Hensel hand, the big diamond ring Cary gave Betty at Christmas time flashes in the eyes of any girl who might be sending covetous glances in the direction of the actor who has a way of going to the heads of maidens passing by. But Betty _ continues to deny that the expensive bauble is an engagement ring and Cary is just as noncommittal. In fact, he is the most noncommittal person I have ever met. I cornered him in his dressing-room at the Samuel Goldwyn studio, where I found him taking lessons on the harp for his picture, The Bishop’s Wife. As he ran his strong, graceful fingers over the strings, he dodged my ques- tions with an adroitness I have seldom encountered. We talked for hours and it might as-well have been about cab- bages and kings for all the lowdown I got out of him on his love life. When I finally asked him the status of his love life, (Continued on page 116) | ; i 5 ! { i

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@ Shooting was over on the set of To Each His Own. The harassed prop boy was packing up his equipment. From the music department came sounds of symphonic inspiration, soon to be cued into the scenes. In one corner of the huge sound stage, Director Mitch Leisen welcomed his cast and crew for the customary end-of-picture party. Mitch called for attention, and somebody pulled a back- stage string so that the curtains spread away from a dais which had been hur- riedly erected. Standing there was a life-sized gold Oscar. “T thought,” Mitch said to Olivia De Havilland, “that since you are going to win it anyway I might as well present it to you now.” Olivia gazed at Oscar in pop-eyed astonishment. Oscar gazed at Olivia. Then, fantastic as it seemed, he relaxed from his rigid pose, opened one blue, obviously human eye and winked! So far as I know, this is the first time that Oscar has ever actually come to life. Of course, there are those, in- cluding Olivia De Havilland, who say that this was all just another priceless gag of Mitch Leisen’s. I am not so sure. The role of Miss Norris in To Each His Own was Olivia De Havilland’s strictly personal achievement, from the moment she first read the script until she stood on the stage of the Shrine Auditorium on a certain evening in March, and accepted the award. “Charley Brackett took me to lunch- eon one day early in 1944,” Olivia remembers, “and told me the story of _the picture. Perhaps I might not have been so enthusiastic if I had read it in cold type. But Charley brought the whole thing to life. “At that time, the picture was called A Love Story. 1 was enthusiastic about the. simple title and the basic story quality. I wanted to do the film at once, but I was tied up in a lawsuit which had to be settled before I could go to Paramount. “It was not until a year later, that I began To Each His Own. 1 had done tests with John Lund, who was perfect for his part. (Continued on page 122)

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Don ul HE'S KIND OF STIFF AND STAND-OFFISH INSTEAD OF BEING CUTE AND CUDDLY, BUT LITTLE “OSCAR” IS OLIVIA DE HAVILLAND'S PET BABY! Wy by George Benjamin . ait ay » ¥ aking long walks together is a favorite pastime of Mr. Olivia and Mare are handholders—even without the cameraman's Saas, and Mrs. Marcus Goodrich. Here, Mare oils Livvy's sun- They're going to Peru soon, where Marc will do research on that country’s lost || burned back after their three mile trek in the desert. civilization for a new book. Olivia. gets jealous of all his fictional heroines!

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the-star ot Horever Amber takes his wife, Pat, to the Acad- emy Award presentations. Cornel will stay in costume for his ‘next pic, too: it's Royal Mail, an 1840 swashbuckling epic. HE'S SO RESTFUL ON dB s : i a =e Like his master's new picture, Punch is on the Home Stretch as he races out of the Wildes’ pool; Cornel's entering a couple of local fencing matches in preparation for the 1948 Olympic games; he was on the 1936 fencing team. VACATIONS, THAT WILDE GUY, BOUNCING FROM ™@ When Claire, the cook, first set eyes on Punch, she determined that that was all she was going to set on him. You couldn’t have lured her to pet the beast for fifty thousand FENCING TO GARDEN- dollars. Punch is a French poodle who looks for all the world like ING TO SWIMMING TO WREST- a Persian lamb coat with a head on it, and Claire had never even - seen a French poodle before, let alone such a big black one. LING WITH HIS DOG— “You'll love him,” Cornel assured her. Claire said nothing. Nobody was going to tell her she’d love a creature like that. ~ NO WONDER PAT'S GLAD WHEN -One week later, she loved him. But the Wildes’ problems weren’t over by any means, because eventually Pat and Cornel thought Punch needed a playmate. “How about a nice Great Dane?” Cornel said thoughtfully. ; “They're wonderful dogs.” (Continued on page 109) By Irene Greengard HE GOES BACK TO WORK!

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™ The headwaiter at the Town Casino in Buffalo, New York, gave the phone receiver a puzzled frown. The long distance operator said Beverly Hills, California, was calling. “Hello,” came an anxious voice. “Is the show on? Is Eleanor Powell dancing now?” “Yes, sir,” replied the table captain. started.” “Then just go away now and leave the receiver off, will you? And when she’s through I'd like to talk to her.” The headwaiter shrugged. Some California nut, he thought. But it was his nickel. He laid the re- ceiver on the shelf, propped the booth door ajar, and went back to the supper room. Three thousand miles away, Glenn Ford slumped “Just features hoss-operas only. happily down on his spine in a big club chair and listened. He could hear the music of “Clair de Lune”—a little far off but that was it, all right. In his mind he could see Ellie doing her dance. Almost an hour went by before he snapped out of his long-distance reverie. An excited babble of voices first and then the voice—the one that had been away a whole, long, lonesome week. “Hello—” “F]lie—how are—I love you—I heard the show —you were wonderful!” “Honey,” broke in Eleanor Powell to her hus- band, Glenn Ford, “you can pick the darndest times to call! I’m out-in the hall in a phone booth, a hundred people aré watching and listening. It’s 14 below zero here and (Continued on page 123)

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Glenn filled in part of the time Ellie was away on her p.a. tour | with an appearance on “Suspense... Aboard her train, Eleanor tuned WITH ELEANOR AWAY, | in eagerly—to static. Glenn's now in Man From Colorado. | | GLENN FORD HAD LOTS OF | TIME ON HIS HANDS. | TIME TO WRECK PETE'S DIET, i BURN UP THE LONG- DISTANCE WIRES— AND GROW A COLONNA MUSTACHE! By Kirtley Baskette me While Eleanor was in the East with her’ dancing act, Glenn attended the Acad- emy Award show with the Larry Parks. It's hard to say who behaved worse, with Mom gone. Peter burned out the ra- dio, but Glenn bought red window blinds!

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By Jack Wade @ It was 2:15 in the morning. Fredric March remembers the time to the minute. A party was going on—tentatively in his honor. A very subdued party. Or at least subdued until 2:15. Irving Berlin and his Ellen. Playwright Robert E. Sherwood. Other notables, all sipping their drinks with the profound pre- occupation of people who are waiting. “It’s a cinch I won’t get it,” Freddie told his wife at about 2:14. “Sam Goldwyn’s team can’t get everything. They’ll have to give the best male performance Oscar to someone else.” At that point, it certainly looked like Freddie had something there. The award for film editing, music scoring, screen writing, directing, the Thalberg Award to Goldwyn, two awards to Harold Russell, the handless veteran, finally the award to Best Years for the best picture of 1946. That made eight. Cone With the Wind, supposed to be the greatest picture Hollywood ever turned out, collected nine. Fred March slumped a little—felt all of his 49 years suddenly. Fifteen long years it had been since he won his first and only Academy Oscar—back in 1932 for Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Those—he reflected in a flash, were his best years. What could he expect now that he was almost out of the Holly- wood picture, now that—let him face it—he was really more of a character actor when he made a movie—than a romantic star? Then it came—award number nine—The Best Years again—tieing the GWTW record. “For best male acting performance—Fredric March in The Best Years of Our Lives! (Continued on page 111)

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‘ i GOOD NEWS By Louella Parsons (Continued from page 10) leave. So she fixed me. After this telegram, I won't dare say anything about going home.” Ginger Hogers and Jackie Briggs were on hand and seemed to be having the time of their lives. They love to dance—and together. I never see Ginger on the floor without thinking of those wonderful, gay, dancing movies she used to make with Fred Astaire. We could use more like them today. Ginger and Jackie are still madly in love and don't care if the world knows it. : When the four birthday cakes came in they created quite a stir, what with four people making wishes and blowing out candles. It was a pretty sight when they lowered the lights and just the birthday cake candles illuminated the large room. In sentimental moments like this, I notice that Gregory Peck always goes over and joins his wife and they hold hands. That's pretty nice, if you ask me. * * * Tyrone Power is always the gentleman! The feason he didn’t accompany Lana Tumer to the Academy Awards is because he thought his appearance would embarrass her. He was sporting a two weeks growth of beard and long hair for his Captain From Castile role. But he wanted to see how pretty his girl friend looked in her new party dress so he arranged cocktails and hors d’oeuvres at his house and serit her along in his car to present one of the winning Oscars. Can't seem to get off the subject of the Awards this month—but then that’s natural, isn't it, when that’s our biggest event? I’m in the middle of a flying trip back East right now, and I’m very surprised at all the “inside scandal” about the Academy Awards flying around—not counting the already well pub- licized Fontaine and De Havilland unsisterly . act. Questions hurled at me were: Was it true that Frank Sinatra had refused to sing when he heard: he was subbing for Bing Crosby? That I wouldn't know because Frankie doesn't call me up to tell me these things. I also heard that Judy Garland was miffed and nixed singing one of M-G-M’s top hits because she was pouting with the studio. Well, neither Frankie nor Judy are the healthiest people in the world and both are addicted to colds. I prefer to think last minute illness was the cause of their absence and not spur-of-the- moment pique. Judy, I’m sure, is not feuding with Metro. She calls that lot “home” and has just signed a new long term contract. Another query was: Why was Joan Craw- ford dining with Greg Bautzer in Palm Springs on the very night she had been asked, as last year’s winner, to present the Oscar to -the new Queen? All I can say to this is that Joan says she suffers pangs of agony at the thought of appearing before large crowds. Remember, she was so nervous she made herself ill and couldn’t even accept her own Oscar last year? . About three days before this year’s Awards she conveniently slipped away. A lot of people say they can’t understand Joan’s shy- ness when she used to win cup after cup dancing the Charleston and Black Bottom in crowded night clubs. That's one I can’t answer. - But I must say the East made much more of these “moments” than we, who are so close to the picture, did on the Coast. Apparently, gossip—like far pastures—gets greener and fresher away from home. Wonder why someone, preferably a style expert, doesn’t have a little talk with Anne Baxter about her clothes? She dresses in such MODERN SCREEN Who gets the bone?"' a matronly fashion. A woman sixty years old could wear the evening gown I recently scw adorning the very nice chassis of Miss B. It was dark blue lace, high at the neckline, with long blue lace gloves of the same ma- terial. The color and the style certainly were not youthful and Anne is one of our youngest stars—in her early twenties, in case you don't know. ; = * = * 5 If Janet Blair doesn't know it now—I hope she reads it here that absolutely NO ONE said anything to hurt her feelings at Cobina Wright's party. ; ‘What happened is that she left, dissolved in tears, when she thought she heard Edmund Goulding, the director, and Bill Dozier refer to her as an “upstart.” What they really said was “starlet.” Neither Eddie nor Bill would think of saying anything uncomplimentary about her. They are both gentlemen—and as a matter of fact they had been admiring Janet. I know. I was sitting with them when she THOUGHT she heard a cutting remark. Eddie was all for getting her and bringing : her and her husband back to the party when | he found out the reason for her strange be- 7 havior. Bill was for sending flowers and explanations. - At least, everyone was very upset, including Cobina, Sr., who prides her- if self, and rightly, on giving parties where f | everything goes off well. With the exception of this incident, Cobina’s soiree was a delightful affair. ; Among the guests were Charlie Chaplin and his young wife, Oona, who so seldom go ie anywhere. Of course, everyone was talking about Charlie’s picture, Monsieur Verdoux, and _ || begging him to show it. I was fortunate enough to be numbered |) among the few who were invited to the pro- ! jection room, a few nights later, tosee the new | ff comedy. I had to swear I wouldn't print a word until the picture is released—but believe you me (and no matter what. your opinion is about the private affairs of Chaplin) it’s hilariously funny. But shhhh—musin’t say | another word. : a | A perfect dream boat floating around at Cobina’s was Diana Lynn. Of all the young y stars in Hollywood I think Diana has the most chic and style. Now THERE'S a girl who knows how to wear clothes. Her dress was black and white with a red sash—sophisti- cated but youthful. * * * I think you fans who write me from time to time saying that you like to get word now | and then about the old timers as well as the J /, newcomers, would have had a big thrill if you could have seen some of them taking a § «i bow at the Academy Awards. 4 I’m referring particularly to Richard Dix and Dick.Arlen and Buddy Rogers who looked as handsome as any of today’s heroes when they | came out in the’spotlight. And what's more— § |) they looked just as young. * * * Next month, I'll have more news and gossip of the big town for you. See you then! : eS ee

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RITA EXPLAINS . . . (Continued from page 28) they made up the first time as man and wife. I’d walked in on the very last scene. It was all over. Under her bleached and bobbed platinum curls, Rita Hayworth grinned wearily. “And for a second wed- ding present,” I observed, “he makes you a dramatic actress. Happy?” ; _ Rita nodded. It was a silly question. And Orson was still courting Rita as he never courted anyone before, since they kissed and made up—and went right to work. There’s a rock, El. Morro, in Acapulco Bay down in Mexico, that’s a spot of for- ever Hollywood. Orson had ali the bar- nacles that scratched and the sea anemones that stung hacked off until it was smooth and soft as a rock can be. All because Rita had to climb on that rock and lie down for a scene. He hired the Olympic champ swimmer of Mexico to hover just out of camera range in every ocean shot in which she appeared to scare away hun- gry barracuda. When. they plunged into the jungles to shoot, he hired a bodyguard of fierce Pancho Villas complete with mustachios, bull bandilleras and blunder- busses to scare off snakes and alligators with designs on a hunk of Hayworth. Orson followed Rita around in person, bearing oils and unguents every time she had a brief encounter with the tropical sun. He had special rope-soled shoes flown down from Hollywood so she wouldn’t slip and smack her sacroiliac on Errol Flynn’s yacht deck when it rolled. get that story... The reason I had tracked Orson and Rita down on the set the day they completed Lady From Shanghai was because I had gotten a phone call from Al Delacorte back in New York. “Can you pierce the Wall of Steel that surrounds Orson and Rita,” Al inquired, “and give an inimitable Hopper sketeh of their home life?” I repeated that to Rita. Her hairdresser said, “Please, Rita, I almost stabbed you. Don’t shake so!” Rita was laughing, a little bitterly, it seemed to me. ~ “Our Wall of Steel,” scoffed Rita, “is either a sound stage or a sun reflector— and as for our home life—just look around. It’s this set.” “Sometimes,” sighed Rita, “we have breakfast together, but it’s usually dinner for Orson. He'll work 24 hours straight without eating. Then he comes home and wants three steaks and a couple of pies. Steaks for breakfast—pies—ugh!” Orson and Rita lived—at odd hours—in a small, ranch type house out in Brent- wood. Rita bought the place for herself and baby Rebeeca after the last time Orson left his happy home. It wasn’t exactly a match for the little love nest they started housekeeping in when they first married. That was something you’d have to see to believe. A Los Angeles sports promoter owned it. He’d built the Pan-Pacific Auditorium, a ‘showy sports arena in Hollywood, and he must have told the architect, “Now build me a house to match.” It had neon lights—honest—and three or four floors. A swimming pool with a tropi- cal island in the middle. Mirrors and glass and colored lights everywhere and—well -—I won't go on. That’s where Mr. and Mrs. Orson Welles started housekeeping. Orson used to broadcast his radio thriller- chillers from the first floor. Rita reclined n her bed up on the third and listened in. Where career left off and home life started, ?’m sure she never exactly knew. I was out there once when Orson was | See for yourself Why More and Mere Women are Switching to resh—the ,, ee Cream deodoran tf they find the Most effectiy. and so gentle Lovely to know .. . that you can really rely on Fresh. Fresh contains the most effective per- / i ration-topping ingred | Boe FRESH "ge | spiration-stopping ingredient known to science! Neel : ie 7 > ~ é CREAM DEODORANT > ‘es PERS Lovely to use... creamy Fresh stays smooth. . . TD ince. 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 Smoother... / switching to Fresh. more effective ! 67 © 1947, The Pharma-Craft Corporation. Inc,

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Shee once he takes off on an airy flight of genius. But that’s the kind of a daffy divinity Rita Hayworth fell for and married. Well, at least, she does have a child! Lit- tle Rebecca, “Becka” as she’s already named herself, looks exactly like Orson, black curls and all. But she’s Rita’s dar- ling. Every gurgle and gasp and baby memento has been recorded in a huge pic- ture book Rita keeps. For all Orson loves his little Becka, Rita knows that nothing else in the world really matters to him once he’s lost in one of his creative trances. Not a wife or a baby or anything except those ideas buzzing about in his brain. One week-end during shooting, Rita talked Orson into a trip to her beloved Mexico. They went just to Rosa Rita Beach, across the border. But Orson hauled along his typewriter and rewrote the whole finish of the picture! One of the fuses that set off their second marital blow-up was. Orson’s refusal to | regard Rita as a human being and a wife. ' She was dog-tired after her exhausting | marathon acting ordeal. After that last | scene I saw, she begged Orson to go away : with her for a rest. “Tomorrow,” he an- ( swered, day after day, and whisked right | in to the eutting room to pore over his | precious film. He tomorrowed himself out ' of a wife at last. “I had to get away or Td have collapsed,” Rita told me. “So I | walked out.” How else? ( Actually, this final split wasn’t too dif- ‘ ferent from the first one—when Rita had ‘ consoled herself with Vic Mature and ! t Tony Martin, while Orson spent his time back East with the arty Broadway boys ‘ and girls—producing a play. 5 ' Oddly enough, that play he lost his shirt | with on Broadway, Around the World in ' 80 Days, was what brought Orson back to - Hollywood and a big factor, I suspect, in bringing Orson and Rita back together for a second try at love. To help finance it, || Orson charmed Harry Cohn, head of ji Columbia, out of $80,000, advanced: against ‘an Orson Welles picture job. When that |i went down the box-office drain, along with ! another $300,000 of Orson’s (and some (other people’s), Orson, flat broke, faced |'!'making a Hollywood comeback whether he j)' wanted to or not. |, a role for rita... fi Orson brought his pet Mercury Theater actors out from New York (most of them | have never made a picture before) and | prepared to shoot. If I Die Before I Wake 0 they called it then, and it was a man’s 3 picture tailored to Orson and his Mercury #3 pal, Everett Sloane. Then, one night Orson |; went out to the house to see Rita and ei) daughter, Becka. The next week his pro- |: duction was The Lady From Shanghai and {i the picture was Rita’s. Orson rewrote it in Hi eight days, gave her the co-star part. Then i) they announced their official reconciliation. 1 Rita was happy at first, working and }; learning from her favorite maestro. They spent most of the time cruising | # around in Mexico on Errol Flynn’s yacht, sp the “Zaca.” And they’ acted like a pair of rt newlyweds. tr One night, for instance, Rita was ashore st) while Orson was out in the bay doing some winight scenes with Errol (Flynn was skip- i, per—at $750 a day on this job.) But Rita icouldn’t stand to be apart from her maestro gwieven that long. So she trekked around | Acapuleo with Errol’s wife, Nora, and it} rounded up a native Mariachi band. They i} found a fisherman with a boat and slipped gi(out in the bay, circled the yacht in the dark, then had the guitars and swarthy (}crooners cut loose with a serenade. Then if'they climbed on board into their loving yhusbands’ arms. sj’ When Rita’s birthday came up they were pistill in Mexico. Orson tossed a banquet for Rita at Las Americas Hotel with all the Baap il lin Flan WALTER THORNTON, originator of the Pin-Up Girl says: “! recommend Flame -Glo Lip- stick to all of my pin-up models for extra beauty, extra glamour... no blurry edges!’ JAN CHRISTY, Seep. one of the popular Thornton Pin-Up Beauties * One pin-up girl tells another . .. and that’s how Flame-Glo Lipstick’s popularity grew! You’ve heard it, too . . . the tA story of its color-vibrant magnetism, its alluring loveliness, its ‘come hither” attraction for men. Yes, you can count on Flame-Glo as the pin-ups do. . . for day-long beauty that keeps Hours longer, thanks to its water- repellency. No blurred edges! In your choice of Raspberry, Royal Wine, Glamour Red, Medium, Ruby Red, Pink Fire, Dynamic Red or ~ Pinwheel Red. Try Flame-Glo today! KEEP KISSABLE WITH thinc(fl BIGGER THAN EVER 25¢ IN NEW METAL LIPSTICK . 69

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VAN HELIN, THAT IS... (Continued from paye 40) with you about Vana, that daugh- ter of yours. What about her? This dressing her in overalls has got to stop, that’s all. Everytime my Cheryl goes over to your place to play, she comes home demand- ing: that I get her some overalls. Well, why don’t you? Because, I want her to wear dresses now. It’s all right for you to make a tomboy of Vana if you want to. Van: Lana: Lana: pretty much of a rough-neck when she wants to be. Lana: That’s what I’m afraid of ... Director: All right, let’s do it again. Remember, Lana, this is the su- preme moment. It was, too. They are saying all over Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer that this love scene between Van Heflin and Lana Turner in Green Dolphin Street will start more hand- holding in theater balconies than spring fever. Some fun! I talked to Van a little later. “Is mane love to Lana Turner such nice work?” I quizzed him. “Sure,” he told me. “It’s pleasant, cer- tainly, but Lana is a neighbor of mine, and we are in love with a couple of other people. That visitor from Indiana has got to give us credit for some pretty -good acting, as well.” The “other person” in ‘Van Heflin’s life is his pert, intelligent, red-haired actress wife, Frances Neal, whose Petty Girl figure belies the fact that she has two strapping youngsters. Talk about your Hollywood romances, there are none that match the fictional quality of the Van Heflins’! , Back in 1940, Frances Neal was “cutting quite a figure as a model and stage actress. She was one of the more beautiful sights to be seen of an April afternoon around 58th Street in Manhattan, as.she walked home in the wind from rehearsal to her room at the Barbizon. boy almost meets girl . . Of an identical Siac a tall (six foot, one inch) attractive guy likewise put his shoulders to the spring wind, and wound up in the apartment building next to the Barbizon. Van Heflin, then as now, knew a pretty girl when he saw one, and was not too absorbed in his pursuit of acting opposite Katharine Hepburn and other queens of the theater, to miss seeing the red-haired girl. In fact, although he didn’t know her name, Van saw her often, usually at Ruby Foo’s and the drug store across from the Barbizon. Before he managed to wangle an introduction, she was gone and so was he—to a wonderful oasis called Hollywood. Frances worked at RKO and Van at Metro. There are some eight miles between. The tall man no longer saw the red-haired girl and he missed her. The feeling was vice-versa, but they weren’t suffering. In fact, they were each interested in a couple of other people when they met two years later at a dinner party. They talked. They forgot the dinner. Van forgot to ask for her telephone num- er. Two days later, Dorothy Pasternak, wife of movie-maker Pasternak, gave Frances Neal a ring. Would she like to come out to the ranch for a weekend? Frances ae ossibly. She had a couple of dates. That was too bad, Dorothy said, gt DL ts > ST Now look here, that Cheryl is é iar fis sain ae RE i ee Clopay offers you two types of curtains—for kitchen, bath, bedroom—for every window from attic to basement. 7-pc. Cottage Sets (above) only 59c. 5-pc. Hollywood Style (right) only 39c. Plasticized cellulose in gingham, polka dot and strawberry patterns. Pree Gooklet; “Beautiful Windows at Low Cost.” Clopay Corp., Now! Expensive looking charm and elegance for less than a dollar a window! New drapes for less than it costs to clean your old ones. Made of genuine plasticized cellulose —strong yet soft and graceful—CLOPAY Lintoned Drapes are a full 2% yards long. Matching tie backs — automatic pleater—reinforced edges. In a stunning array of florals, stripes and plaids. Only 98c a pair. Bring dingy windows to life with durable cellulose shades. Lintoned to “look like linen.” Won’t crack, fray or pinhole. As low as 19c ready to attach to roller without tacks or tools. With washable oil finish, 39c. (On rollers about 20c more.) Write to: 1280 Clopay Sq., Cincinnati 14, O. CLOPAY Reg. U. S. Pat. Off. Beautiful windows at lou coat Now Available at 5 and 10c Stores, Variety Stores, Department and Other Stores. hl th 4 ic H | i) if fl Ht i t SS — eee

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Over his coffee and breakfast roll Van gave her the news. . “I’ve been reactivated.” “You've been what?” “Don’t worry, honey,” Van ingeheds no worse than a kick in the head.” There’s a place called San Luis Obispo. Also a rough, tough joint called Camp Roberts. Men who have been there don’t forget it. And there are some around who will remember a guy who was officer in Field Artillery. A good gent, but sort of nervous, along toward the end of training particularly. He managed to get hold of an undated pass because his wife was having a baby. All he had to do was fill it out and scram. “ That’s what he did when Vana Heflin was orn. Then he came back to Camp Roberts, got hurt and went to the hospital. They put him in limited service and he was sent to Culver City, which is close to Holly- wood. It burned him up, even though he was glad to be near Frances and the tyke. | What the hell, people might start calling him a Hollywood Commando, and that was a bad name. Back in those days Fort Roach was con- sidered a large joke, and not until the war was over did the people find out that some men who never got out of there did great work for the Air Corps. Anyway, in Jan- uary, 1943, Van took off for Panama with a unit to do a jungle training film. When he came back he still had the itch to really get into it. He did. Combat camera crews were being organized. He went over, attached to the 9th Bombardment group. He got around in France and Germany, before and after D-Day. Frances received a letter on the 10th of- December, 1945, saying he thought they were going to hang around in Germany for quite awhile; either that or he’d be on his way to China. Later the same day, a tele- phone call came from New York. He’d been assigned a special courier job, and after going on to Washington he’d be home. He was, on December 13th, his birthday. The next night he broke out a bottle of Cognac and we all sat down to an extended session of Blackjack. what's in a name? . I remember Aipoind and calling him ‘Van Johnson once during the course of the evening. “You unprintable word,’ Van said, and - grinned. There was no getting around a certain friction that had to come as the result of a similarity of-names. Now it can be talked about without anyone getting sensitive. Van Heflin had been away about three years. Van Johnson had become a smash hit at the box office, and all the power of a great studio had been focused on getting him the right pictures. Van Heflin had dropped out of sight be- fore the Oscar reputation cashed itself in. There were other actors coming back from | the army, and the studios were not set to | get them moving all at once. So Van Heflin got a little sore. Certain little groups of Hollywood jerks who talk rnore than they think, needled the situa- tion. A prolonged feud might have resulted, =xcept that Hal Wallis came along with The Strange Love of Martha Ivers, a pic- ture filmed at Paramount. Van Heflin and Van Johnson are no longer in painful proximity. When Ivers was previewed, heads and attitudes cleared. The whole thing was so simple. The two guys didn’t look alike or act alike. The conflict fell flat on its face. So flat that when I bumped into the two Vans at a party given by Atwater Kent, the two were talking together without sneering under- Are you sure of your loveliness—sure the deodorant you now use gives you complete protection 24 hours of every day? Be sure—switch today to safe, new Odorono Cream. New Odorono Cream salely stops perspiration and odor a full 24 hours Wonderful, new wartime discovery gives more effective protection than any deodorant known. New Odorono Cream not only pro- tects your daintiness a full 24 hours, with the most effective perspiration - stopper known, but... It gives you the exclusive extra protec- tion of HALGENE...The new wonder ingredient that checks perspiration odor. Just think! One application of new Odorono Cream in the morning 2 keeps you dainty —all day and night. eo \ Does not irritate. So safe and gentle—can be used after shaving. Stays soft and smooth down to Gill 24. fare putition with Otewune Cheam, the last dab. Never gritty. (Even if you leave the cap off for weeks.) Greaseless, stainless, vanishing. Odorono leaves no sticky film. Pro- tects dresses from perspiration stain and odor. More economical! Odorono gives 21 more applications from a 39¢ jar than other leading brands. Savings on 10¢ and 59¢ sizes, too. (Odorono comes in liquid form, also.) 73

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neath or feeling uncomfortable. To many people, Van Heflin still is a question mark on the Hollywood scene. This is because, beyond his powerful Ivers role, his work has not yet reached the public. Frankly, I think it’s taken a little too long, because there is a stature about Van Heflin, both in his work and private life, that motion pictures have too long lacked. It’s nice to know a guy who is not inter- ested in how sweet are the uses of publicity. An actor who has long range plans for career, home and family, and can’t be swayed by eight items in a gossip column. Van Heflin is a strange one. He has two children, but it’s hard for him to assume the role of the acrobatic father who tumbles on the floor with the-kids and spouts baby talk. On the contrary, he talks to his newest offspring, Cathleen Carol, age eight months, as though she had just finished a highbrow thesis on The Life and Times of Little Red Riding Hood. He’s moody to the point of forgetting who’s in a room; argumentative for the de- light of mental conflict. He plots his career like a writer conjuring up an intricate story. He’ll sit up all night, as well, helping a friend work the kinks out of dialogue, and the next night spend the same amount of time worrying over whether or not he can draw to an inside straight. : He’s a lad who is human to the point of being able to look interested even while not signing an autograph. An honest guy who says, “Fight with Frances? My boy, the arguments we have are incredible, but youll never hear the neighbors talking about us.. They live out of earshot.” “I can be a problem,” Frances offered. “T do the darndest things on the spur of the moment.” : “You sure do,” Van agreed. “And so Cores fee That reminded them of a beauty they’d been through awhile back. Just like a married couple, they’ve forgotten what set it off. Van didn’t talk to Frances for a couple of days. Or maybe it was the other way around. Then they packed up and went to Big Bear in the mountains. They spent five days walking in the woods and sitting by the fire, reading. It was close harmony. “And do you know what?” Van asked. “We had a great time—until we discovered the simple life was turning out to be a hell of a bore. We got into the car, went to Las Vegas, and I proved how smart I was. I bucked the dice table and dropped $200. “You can’t take that loss off the income tax. Frances suggested I get it back by asking the business manager for a cut in my allowance. “For once I had to agree.” = Jinx Falkenburg ... star of NBC's top radio program, “Hi Jinx!" She poses for our “How To Have a Wonderful Vacation" issue in a three piece playsuit designed to have fun in. It's crisp red and white seersucker frosted with eyelet—and that flounce on the skirt is definitely new. Under the skirt there's a cute pair of pert straight-cut shorts. Playsuit comes also in blue checks. Sizes 10-18. By Korday $10.95. creme Ke Kickerinos Shoes $6.95. QR THIN BETTE To find out where to buy these fashions, please turn to page 90.

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WE TREK ALL AROUND THE TOWN HUNTING FIENDISHLY FOR FASHION FINDS YOU CAN ORDER BY MAIL AT PIN MONEY PRICES the secret’s a in the cirdlet) \ \ Ne \ 6) ne * | Glo Gp A PETER PAN BRA Merry-Go-Round encircles your bust with glamour— transforms a small bust into alluring, feminine curves— gives a full bosom youthful, firm contours. Circles of stitching support the bust—patented Circular Bias molds the bust. The secret’s in the circle! aie 2 aa ee a aa db P ETE R PAN 116 EAST 27 ST., NEW YORK 16 “GLAMOUR DATE” Wear it when you yearn to look your most alluring! *Only Peter Pan makes patented Merry-Go-Round-Look FOR THE LABEL! Here's a gadget to hold your scarf in place, and to just look cute on its own hook. Take your scarf, tie it only once and then slide this gadget up to the most comfort- able spot. Use your scarf as a belt, necker- | chief or bandeau—this looks good anywhere! Called Kno-Knot and styled by Clerici. Comes in all colors. In plastic. 40c. Gold or silver finish, $1. Bloomingdale's, N. Y. Hug-me-tight, longer waistline, wide, patent leather front, double-tab belt. Swirling, full, F-U-L-L skirt, pleated all ’round. Sensational at this price! Sleek, smooth rayon with keyhole neckline outlined in expensive daisy Jace. Aqua, rose, gray, powder, maize, lilac, white. 9-11-13-15-17. BROADWAY FASHIONS 275 Seventh Ave., New York City \ ‘sau SEND NO MONEY! booms | BROADWAY FASHIONS, Depr. DMs | A sweater that's s called eae Ginid—Be- couse it’s such a love. Sentimental Jaquard designs, hearts, cupids, and cute sayings on pure virgin wool. Comes in wonderful I EES Be aaa colors: pink, sky-blue, maize, champagne, | oe and pearl. Wear it at the beach—on cool | nights—and anytime you're in the mood to | ADDRESS Sizes 34 to 40. By Glen- Hovey's, Boston, Mass. hove some fun. garry, about $6. | 275 Seventh Ave., New York 1, N. Y. Send “GLAMOUR DATE” on approval. I'll pay | postman $5.98 plus postage. If not delighted, | may | return dress for refund within ten days. If prepaid, | we poy postage. | lcantty]”Size_[ First Calor Choice [Second olor Chic i i) | city_____ zone ‘ STATE

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@ Beauty in a bathing suit is a better sign of summer than an overflowing thermometer or a noisy robin. Anne (Trail Street) Jeffreys poses in designer Frances Sider’s suit to prove that sum- mer has come to MODERN SCREEN! And Anne gives us good grooming hints for sun-time. “Summer beauty,” says she, “begins with the bath!” Because heat is intense and activities are more highly geared, your body de- mands daily cleaning: When a-tubbing, use a pure, rich soap to work up a froth of de luxe suds. A long-handled brush will help you get at the hard-to-reach places on your pink-and-white self. Fra- grant oil, crystals or bubble bath soften water, make richer lather. Bent on all-day daintiness? Treat yourself to a generous splash of zesty cologne after toweling. Incidentally, we girls may buy all our bath toiletries to match. Cologne, bath oil, toilet water, sachet and such delights, all are fra- grantly in tune! In their pretty pack- ages they also make the ideal gift for a week-end hostess. _ Bath-time insurance is very important. A deodorant protects against unpleas- ant odor. An antiperspirant checks the. flow of perspiration, keeps underarms cool and dry. And the men in your family will be grateful if you leave the jar or bottle handy for them. ticularly good cleaning fluid and its ALWAYS BE BATH "FRESH. THAT'S THE WARM- WEATHER HINT TO KEEP YOU CHARMING AT WORK, — HOME OR RESORT! by ‘Goral Carter, Beauty Editor By now your summer bathing regime (plenty of soap, fragrant toiletries, per- spiration check) assures you of com- plete daintiness. Do continue the theme by slipping into only the freshest of undies. Let your clothes avoid all trace of mustiness, soil or stain. Home dry- cleaning helps on this count. One par- companion “spot and stain remover” are wonderful wardrobe aids. Beach-side clothes reveal more of you than does your usual garb. You will look smooth, I assure you, because daily scrubbing leaves skin firm, scale- free, unblemished. As an extra skin- beautifier try this: about once a week give yourself an all-over massage with a creamy skin lotion. If elbows and heels are sand-papery, slather them with a rich cream. Butterscotch to bisque, whatever the shade of your tan, suntan oil or lotion will keep you scorch-proof in the sun. And remember that basic daily bath to keep you pestis in the sun! — * * Be your own make-up artist. The 12. page booklet. “How to Use Makeup” tells about application methods, “tools,” | even camouflage of facial defects! ou 10c with your name ail addres

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renee el La Cross hands you a new idea! Naylon, the new nail polish miracle! Genius designed this bottle that won't tip, tilt or topple. And genius made this Steady Stroke Applicator too. It’s easy to hold as a pencil, applies polish as simply as you sign your name. Naylon itself is a dream nail polish...dries faster, lasts longer, is flexible as a fingernail. You'll find the colors tantalizing...especially flaming, vibrant Congo Magic. Yes, La Cross puts polish ‘perfection at your fingertips...60¢ plus fed. tax. and in a word it’s by La Cross NAYLON TRADE MARK REG, U.S. PAT. OFF. a SCHNEFEL BROS. CORPORATION + 630 FIFTH AVENUE +» NEW YORK 20.N.Y.

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_ Ca ge pela oe which is the expensive dress Dp C- SS, <= Quite a difference here! One of these summer wash dresses costs $17.95 ... and the other, $45. More than twice as much! But the interesting thing is that both dresses look equally crisp, fresh and appealing—because they ’ve been starched with LiniT*! You'll find Linir Starch gives a fresh, smooth, soil-resisting finish to all your things. Get a package today. Follow the easy directions on the box. It’s the shell pink dress that cost $45. --.- ADDS THE ie eo ¢ oe Lo * unit IS A REGISTERED TRADE-MARK OF CORN PRODUCTS REFINING COMPANY; NEW YORK.N.Y. @©C.P.R,CO,, 1947 4 7 LAUNORY ‘STARCH / te LINIT is the smooth, penetrating starch that makes cotton look and feel luxurious as linen, Use LINIT to restore the charm of a fabric's original finish—for curtains, blouses, accessories, children’s clothes, men’s shirts. In fact, all your washables. INFORMATION DESK by Beverly Linet LOUIS JOURDAN, 7 who will be the hot- test thing in films when his American- made film, The Par- adine Case, is re- leased, was born in France 25 years ago, has blue eyes and dark hair, and stands an even 6 in height. He married the lovely Quiqui in France when the war ended. Has no fan club, and can be reached at Selznick Studios, Cul- ver City, Calif. Welcome back to STERLING HAY- DEN, who returns to the screen after war duty, in Blaze Of Noon. He was born in Montclair, © N. J., on March 26, 1916. is 657 stall weighs 212 lbs., and has blond hair and blue eyes. Divorced from Madeleine Carroll. Write him at Paramount Pictures, Hollywood, where he will next be seen in The Sainted Sisters. Youve seen ROB- ERT ARTHUR as Roz Russell’s son in Roughly Speaking, and Kent Smith’s boy in Nora Pren- tiss. He was born in Aberdeen, Wash., June 18, 1925. Is 58” tall, weighs 140 lbs. and has blue eyes and brown hair. He’s unmarried. Can be reached at 20th-Fox, Beverly Hills, and his next pic is Mother Wore Tights. Ed S., L. I.: The tune Allyson kept playing in Secret Heart was Chopin's Nocturne, Opus 27, No. 2. Patsy Taylor, Hollywood: Your favor- ite comedian, Jan Murray, was born in N. Y. C., 29 years ago. He’s 6' 3” tall, weighs 193 Ibs., and has blue eyes and black hair. He’s married, and has one son. If you’d like a photo, address him c/o The Vanity Fair, B’way and 49th Sy ING Shirley Madans, Bronx: Sandra Swan, 1101 S. 6th Avenue, Ponca City, Okla., has the Barbara Lawrence Club; Stan Jacinski, 9023 Plainview Ave., Detroit, Mich., has Jack Buetel’s; Mary Down- ing, Rte. No. 9, Box 265, Houston, Texas, has Billy Daniel's, and Dorene Granade, P. O. Box 22, Tarzana, Calit., has one for that lovely new starlet Helen Gerald. I haven't spring fever when it comes to your letters, so send lots of them with your questions and self-addressed, stamped envelope, to Beverly Linet, In- formation Desk, MODERN SCREEN, 149 Madison Avenue, N. Y. 16, N. Y. SPECIAL OFFER SUPER-STAR INFORMATION CHART—1946-47 (10c)—A new bet- ter-than-ever edition of the chart that’s a 32-page pocket encyclopedia of ex- clusive, 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 10c in coin to Service Dept., MODERN SCREEN, 149 Madison Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. w

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BLONDES Who Wash Hatr This Way Stay Light SAFELY New Shampoo Made Specially for Blondes Brightens Dull Hair To help keep light hair from darkening, wash it with BLONDEX, the new 11-minute blonde shampoo, Its rich, cleansing lather instantly removes the dull film that makes hair dark, dingy. Gives hair lovely lightness and lustre. Safe for children. For sparkling, extra high- lights, follow your BLONDEX shampoo with BLONDEX GOLDEN RINSE. Adds the tiny touch of color often needed. Both cost little. Get BLONDEX SHAMPOO and BLONDEX GOLDEN RINSE at 10c, drug and department stores. FOR THE GIRL WHO RATES DATES LETTER FROM THE FASHION EDITOR Dear You: Here it is time for your annual two weeks with pay. Or, if you're in school, two whole months of leisure . . . you lucky thing. So our theme for this issue is "How To Have a Wondertul Time on your Vacation." Now we'd be the last to deny that good duds have a great deal to 4 with good fun. After all, that idea is prac- tically our life work. But, nevertheless, we feel that one way to be sure you have a wonderful time on your vacation is ‘not to make too much fuss over your clothes. Planning's one thing—stewing's another. If you could have seen the girls we’ve seen . . . knocking themselves out with six weeks’ shopping—tor a two weeks’ trio! Getting into a dither hunting down one precise halter or belt they had to have. Flying into a panic that they wouldn't be able to change their cos- tumes at least three times a day. Rush- ing out at the very last minute for one more evening gown—yjust in case. Re- sult? Result—they arrived too exhausted to have any fun. And while they were upstairs trying to decide which of their five pairs of shorts to wear—the girl who only brought one pair was down on the tennis court snagging all the handsome men! Smart travelers have always known that the thing to do is travel light. Cer- tainly you want clothes to cover every occasion—and certainly you want to look as pretty as possible in them. But you can do that with a mere half dozen costumes . . . as we think we prove in this issue:— Start off with a three-piece playsuit (the one Jinx wears on page 75). This Wie y Austintl, Tommiz fustin gets you all set for anything active that calls tor shorts—and it gives you a mid- ritt playdress for casual fooling around. When you want to be slightly more cov- ered up—climb into one of our Mexican blouses with a full playskirt. These are rugged enough to take any kind of an- tics from picnics to hikes—and yet iE feminine enough to sit around on the | hotel porch and look alluring. Add a bathing suit and beach coat, a romantic date dress, and a little street dress for running into town. If you think you'll need it, pack one evening dress which you can vary with jewelry and such— Smooth, sweet and: neat—these lovable, rinsable_ knit panties give you allur- ing figure magic calcu- lated to snare your best beau. What do SKINTEES have that you can't find in ordinary i panties? An original system ot ‘ sizing based on your own hip measurements - in - inches. SKINTEES can't bag, bulge or ride. Next time you buy, don't say ‘panties'—say SKINTEES. Now it’s Dan River's de luxe woven | gingham plaids for your fagoted favor- ' ite! Crystal-cool white plaided in pink ii and green, blue and brown, green i and black. Sizes 12 to 20. Under *13 “REG. TRADE MARK . | Shintees, \nc. Dept. DM and possibly a light topcoat—just in 1 10 w. 33rd St., New York 1, N. Y. case it's chilly. That adds up to from six | { to el ht costumes What mo ld Mail Orders will be filled through nearest Tommie | {, too, crave beautiful contours like the { ° g : re cou AaGireieGi rs acre 7 | : . 9) A d th + Austin retailer. Give second color choice, or wrife 1 SkINTEES Girl. Send me your FREE booklet fee possibly want? nd that way your Denrimifanstree nme | on FIGURE CONTROL. heart is as light as your traveling bag. ] : And—the total clothes bill is nice and EAM Ra ie ree aia ak es Se eS ccealice light too! ! | TOMMIE AUSTIN CASUALS pu SE Ccoly areata 20 Oe anne ante ne ne ze a Have fun! 1400 BROADWAY, NEW YORK 18, N. Y. | Connie Bartel &y Fo AeNien Sap esr pe se STATE cnc Zigisstsoeesssoal : i 5 conilisenntiieeaditemeaad ee

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WHERE YOU C HAVE A PICNIC =) Three-piece seersucker playsuit worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 75) ; f Hedy Lamarr star of “DISHONORED LADY”’ a Hunt Stromberg Production , Boston, Mass.—R. H. White’s Brooklyn, N. Y.—Loeser’s Chicago, Ill_—Chas. A. Stevens & Co. "New York, N. ¥.—Saks-34th Red leather playshoes worn by Jinx Fal- kenburg (Page 75) poe Boise, Idaho—C. C. Anderson Co. Newark, N. J—L. Bamberger & Co. New York, N. Y.—Macy’s St. Paul, Minn—The Emporium Dotted swiss off-shoulder blouse worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 76) Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus Denver, Colo—The May Co., Down- stairs Store Philadelphia, Pa.—Lit Brothers St. Louis, Mo—Stix, Baer & Fuller, Downstairs Store Striped seersucker skirt worn by Jinx Fal- kenburg (Page 76) | Pe ae Se Boston, Mass.—Jordan Marsh Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus BY MARTI OF HOLLYWOOD Cleveland, Ohio—The Higbee Co. ig Denver, Colo.—The May Co., Down- Now sunglasses join your glamour gallery... stairs Store cai Philadelphia, Pa—Lit Brothers St.. Louis, Mo.—Stix, Baer & Fuller, Downstairs Store with a whole galaxy of flattering fashions. colors, for Hollywood says a sung ass W. be’s the latest thing! Dotted swiss blouse with square ruffed neck and sleeves worn by Jinx Falkenburg— (Page 77) nsive! Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus Cleveland, Ohio—The Higbee Co. Denver, Colo—The May Co., Down- stairs Store Philadelphia, Pa.—Lit Brothers St. Louis, Mo—Stix, Baer & Fuller, — Downstairs Store t oe eee Nd lal iy Butcher rayon skirt with lacing down front worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 77) i Boston, Mass.—Jordan Marsh Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus Denver, Colorado—The May Co., Down- 4 ; _ stairs Store : Sa

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ODERN SCREEN FASHIONS MEET YOUR DATE Plaid cotton dress with deep hem flounce worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 79) Birmingham, Ala—Pizitz Columbus, Ohio—F. & R. Lazarus Detroit, Mich—Frank & Seder Memphis, Tenn.—Bry-Block St. Louis, Mo.—Sonnenfeld’s PLAY ON THE BEACH Sanforized twill beach coat worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 80) Boston, Mass.—Jordan Marsh Brooklyn, N. Y.—Abraham & Straus Denver, Colo—The May Co., Downstairs ' Store Philadelphia, Pa—Lit Brothers St. Louis, Mo—Stix, Baer & Fuller, Downstairs Store Two-piece striped seersucker bathing suit worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 80) Brooklyn, N. Y—Abraham & Straus \ ‘New York, N. ¥.—Saks-34th Two-piece “Lollipop” plaid cotton bathing suit worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 81) Boston, Mass.—Chandler & Co. New York, N. Y.—Franklin Simon Washington, D. C——The Hecht Co. =f Two-piece satin lastex and jersey bathing suit worn by Jinx Falkenburg (Page 81) Dubuque, Towa—Roshek Brothers Fresno, Calif—Fresno Dry Goods Co. Los Angeles, Calif—Smart Togs Shop - Portsmouth, O.—Bragdon’s Dept. Store GO TO TOWN i! H Plaid cotton button-down front dress worn ie _ by Arleen Whelan (Page 82) a> | = q - Boston, Mass—Jordan Marsh le Cleveland, Ohio—The Higbee Co. “ : Milwaukee, Wis.—Schuster’s wo N. Y.—Stern’s G! Sz. There's magic in your “Perma:lift’’* Bra — the magic of comfortable uplift. In a ‘‘Perma:liff’’ Bra, the specially constructed cushion insets at the base of the bra cups gently support your bust from below— never lose that support thru ever so many washings: and wearings. Your favorite corsetiere has a ‘’Perma-lift’’ Bra for you—smartly styled in lovely new fabrics—most styles 1.75 to 3.50. @ For a real comfort thrill, you'll also enjoy a new “’ Perma: lift’’ Girdle. No Bones About It—Stays Up Without Stays. *up lift” an “Hickory” e tra marks of A, STEIN & COMPANY (Reg. U.S. Pat. Off. i “ise é Mtoe: Jeb bier, Vea Ree Ns g a ine : .

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WEAR IT TWO WAYS! A rhumba number that is out of ‘ this world! Ruffled elastic neck=- : line can be worn on er off-the= i shoulder, in the South American , way. Exquisite Rayon Crepe with white eyelet lingerie trim. Has } full swinging skirt and wide elastic shirred midriff. Colors: i Powder, Pink, Aqua, \ Maize. Sizes 9 to 15. $595 YZ Shon ' 275 Seventh Ave., New York DIXIE SHOPS 275 Seventh Ave. New York 1, N. ¥. I'll pay the postman $5.95 plus postage. SIZE-9 Wo 130 150 Indicate 1st & 2nd color choice Powder[] Pink O Aqual] Maize eee SEND NO MONEY! oe Dept. MS Send me the “Rhumba Ruffles” Dress. On arrival ee oe al Between her and Laguna rose a pair of brown eyes that she’d first met in St. Louis six years ago... She’d just been signed to sing with Ted FioRito’s band. She was fifteen, and dressed it. When she showed up with her chic, dark-haired mother, the fellows took it for granted that their new vocalist was the pretty brunette. That’s what the boy in the swing thought, as the two walked past toward their cottage on the grounds of the Meadowbrook Country Club. His gaze followed them. Whoever the little blonde was, he didn’t like her. Stuck-up, he de- cided. Jimmy was seventeen. This was his first big-name engagement, too, and his first trip away from home. At rehearsal he discovered that he’d made two mistakes. The little blonde was the singer, and she wasn’t stuck-up. June discovered that the dark slender boy in the swing was Jimmy Zito, that he blew a terrific trumpet, and that the eyes she’d glimpsed in passing were even deeper and softer at close range. They had their first date in Texas. Went to an amusement park and rode The Whip. Pretty soon it was, “Mother, d’you mind if I go with Jimmy and get some ice cream?” or “Mother, Jimmy wants to take me horse- back riding—” The summer ended. Dot and Evvie had closed the Rock Island apartment and joined their mother and sister for the trek to Hollywood, where the band had book- ings and Ted had his eye on a movie contract for June. At first it looked hope- ful; then it didn’t, but by that time Evvie was crazy about Beverly High, and wanted to stay. Before the band left, June was going to Beverly, too, satisfied to let the career simmer for a while. Only thing she hated was saying goodbye to Jimmy. It -was then, as they walked with his arm around her, that Jimmy first asked June to marry him. But, of course, they were much too young. ‘Pll write every night, though,” she promised, and at first she did. And from wherever the band went, came little surprises—funny dolls, woolly animals, and—a big joke between them!—cartons of black olives, because June was mad for them. And on Valen- tine’s Day he always sent an orchid . . time to grow... But June was still in the process of growing up—which to every girl means the thrill of romance and attention. And if you’re a girl to whom Hollywood has suddenly flung its doors wide open, the glamor’s intensified. You work hard but it’s exciting work, and you meet all kinds of new and exciting people. One night she had a date with a young man highly placed in movie circles. When she got in, Mother was sound asleep. : “Wake up, Mother! What d’you think happened? Our very first date, and he proposed!” Mother rolled over. “Are you flattered by that? Go to bed, hon.” Suddenly it made the whole business comical. Giggling, she kissed Mother’s ear and went off to bed. ... But if she wasn’t dazzled, she was cer- tainly interested. There was Vic Mature. Bob Hutton. Bob Stack. John Duzik. And Dave Rose, though Dave was different. Gentle and understanding, you could talk to him about anything in the world. He was like part of the family, the only one of her men friends with whom Mother ever ees Christmas gifts. _o SECRET HEART (Continued from page 33) « “or Pll never forgive him.” Yet, through all this, Jimmy was far from forgotten. True, she no longer wrote every night, but she never missed an opening of whatever band he was with, and while he was in town, she’d always concentrate on Jimmy. Mother had the welcome mat out for all their friends, but Jimmy was something special. “I believe you love him like a son,” said Dot. “Never thought of it that way, but I believe I do.” She wasn’t, however, the kind to go around picking husbands, any more than the girls would let their husbands be picked. When Jimmy- asked again, the answer was still no, though June’s eyes were warm with affection and regret. ‘fm not grown up enough. I’m too busy, ,working. I’ve got to be sure I’m in love.” It was October, 45, and June was in Chicago for the opening of The Dolly Sisters. Later, they were going to the Pump Room to celebrate. She’d see Jim- my there. He was playing with Les Brown’s band. . writer's cramp. . Through the nineteen months of his service in the army, she hadn’t heard from him once. “I just don’t understand it, Mother.” - “IT do, dear. You know he was never one for the limelight. You’re in pictures - now. Your name’s in the papers. They’ve got you going out with this one and that. In the army, kids don’t make very much. Guess he figures he can’t compete.” “What’s money got to do with it?” “Maybe nothing from your point of view. But a lot from his.” In Chicago, she looked for a message at the hotel. Plenty of messages, but none from Jimmy. Well, never mind, he’d have to be at the Pump Room, she’d see him there. And she did. Across a crowded dance floor, he smiled from behind the trumpet and that was all. No attempt to come down to their table between numbers, no special warmth in the smile, nothing to nine that he’d ever cared two cents about er. The party over, she and Mother went up to pack. June was abnormally silent. “What’s wrong, honey?” She burst into tears. “Jimmy, that’s what. Not even to call. Not even to come over and say hello or goodbye.” Even Mother couldn’t rationalize that one. “If he doesn’t care enough to say hello or goodbye, you'll just have to take it.” Then, as in a movie, came the rap on the door. “Who is it?” “Jimmy!” He entered, grinning. “I'll probably lose my job. Just walked off the stand to come up and say goodbye.” June flew at him. “Why didn’t you write?” she was demanding, as Mother slipped out and closed the door behind Were-eee In July, Les Brown opened at the Pal- ladium. Dave Rose, who knew all about Jimmy, asked not only June, but Evvie - and Mother as his guests. They stood in the doorway, looking for their boy, but all they saw behind the horn was a face with a mustache. It couldn’t be Jimmy. Then, from under the mustache, came a thrilling cadenza. It was Jimmy. Who _else played cadenzas like that? “It’s got to be a bet »” moaned | Evwie. a 4 | ( 1 :

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nis eyes on Tone. a re you trying to be, Methuselah?” ‘T’ve got things to tell you.’ So Dave said, “Run along,” and they sat at a little corner table with a bottle of ginger ale, while Jimmy explained that he had to make himself look older because, come winter, he was organizing an 11- man band of his own. Frank Comstock, Brown’s arranger, was all set to do some arrangements for Jimmy, too. “And we're coming out here to rehearse right after Christmas, because our first bookings’ll be on the West Coast.” “Oh, I’m so glad, Jimmy.” Of course, she meant the band. He didn’t dare hope that maybe she meant something else, too. Anyway, they came out in January. Once more June concentrated on Jimmy. But more soberly this time and with clearer vision. In February she appeared on a Bob Hope broadcast. She’d been tense and on edge and, after all the excitement, she felt let down. People crowded around, lavishing compliments and praise. They were kind and, of course, she was grateful, but what they said just wasn’t true. No one could be that good. Jimmy waited in the hall, cool, matter- of-fact. “You were okay, baby. get something to eat.” show business... She tucked her hand under his arm and felt wonderful. It was like moving out of a hothouse into fresh air. To Jimmy, the broadcast had been just another job. They talked the same language. Too much of anything embarrassed them both. “One thing I’m sure of,” she told herself that night. “Till never marry anyone else till he does.” : A few evenings later they were all up _ in her sitting-room, razzing Jimmy about \ his mustache, for a change. Catching _ Evvie’s eye, June broke into the lingo they keep on tap for exchanging secrets in front of other people. Her sister disappeared, to return with razor, shaving cream and a towel over her arm. “Come on, Mr. Zito, you're having your mustache trimmed.” _ “Over my dead body—” ; “You talk to him, Mother.” “Not me. I remember what my grand- mother used to say: kissing a man with- out a mustache is like eating eggs without salt.” | Jimmy eyed her thoughtfully. “Mom, d’you care if I marry June?” “No, why don’t you?” — The small blonde whirled on them both, arms akimbo. “Hey, do I have anything to say about this?” They discussed it seriously, too, but June couldn’t bring herself to say more than maybe. a don’t want to do anything in a hurry.” “In a hurry! I’ve been asking you for six years. For six years you’ve been giv- ing me silly reasons why you couldn’t.” “They weren't silly, Jimmy. I’m not 21 yet, and you’re only 23. Maybe—well, maybe when the picture’s finished in June. I want a real honeymoon. I want to walk down the aisle in my bridal satin—I’ve had it a long time, Jimmy—and the rose-point lace Mother picked up in New Orleans— just think, it’s 125 years old.” As they drove home, Jimmy said, “You know, honey, I have a feeling we'll never get married.” - ‘Why, Jimmy?” “Oh—just a feeling. You’ll meet some- body else. V’ll meet somebody else—” s at’s how matters stood when the di- rector gave her four days off. | vie was dressing to go out. dinner with Jim McNamara le a The Se nace ahd REN NR ! re ears) Let’s go WITH YOUR OWN INITIALS {Gold plated} New York’s Favorite Footwear is now available to every- one through our NEW MAIL ORDER SERVICE _ Outstanding beauty, grace and perfect fit have made Ansonia Shoes the rage among stage, screen stars and New York’s” smartly dressed... 448 FIFTH AVE.. NEW YORK « DEPT. 3 | oe Babi: RET soe : ji 2 4 F, sy a SIZES4TO9 NARROW a MEDIUM ~ Black Calf. Blue Calf Brown Calf Biack Patent Red Calf Biack Suede Green Calf White Suede SEND CHECK GR MONEY ORDER Stating Size and Color Desired also your initials plus 25¢ postage Ie NEE Te SOP ET." | how to took tthe a cool million wilh a handful of dollars! we show you how tn the {uly fashion section Private Addresses of 250 of Hollywood’s Top Stars... —Brochure with over 50 1 FREE! foe Lee -- only 25¢ DELUXE PHOTO SERVICE, Dept. 65, Box 953 Church St. Annex New York 8, N. Y. Chatelaine* 0‘ $2.50 $1.25 You'll adore.. he'll admire this wonderfully wrought, 22 karat gold-plated, rhinestone-ringed chatelaine with matching ear-jewels. * price incl. tax and po maces heck — OF money you will find peee Please sen di Key a Chatelai ed ere to Yiplease Bey THE TREASURE CHEST 545 Fifth Ave, New York I7, N.Y 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 BM(@Dale BRASSIERES DEPT. 3D 358 Fifth Ave., New York] *%U. S. PAT, NO, 2267595 Ots the FE nthe Cup that Covcalt.

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YOUCAN'T SAY THAT ABOUT BING (Continued from page 31) Como and Russell, about 5%, and Frankie, fourth with 3-4%.” Fortune Magazine estimates Crosby’s wax royalties netted him over $600,000 ‘for ’46. Jack Kapp says Decca’s initial sales of Bing’s records for 47 indicate he will take home as much, or more. It all adds up to this: Old Moon Faced and Starry Eyed is still top dog. George Frazier may not be buying Crosby’s rec- ords, but George Customer is. f Now let’s see how the poor old fellow with the receding hairline is doing on the radio. Ten years ago, he was listed among the First Fifteen programs, with a rating of 19.6. As I punch this out, he is again among the First Fifteen with a rating of 21.7. And remember, we’re not hearing Crosby in person. We're getting the transcribed show which the network wisenheimers insisted could not succeed. Fortune Magazine points out that CBS and NBC, fighting the transcription ex- periment, “have crammed their Wednes- day night shows with flashy programs in an effort to keep listeners from tuning in on Bing.” So far they have found that bucking him has been like trying to holler down a hurricane. When the Great Throat levels on a new song, 50,000 copies still move off the music counters the next day. Uncle Sam and his missus like Frankie and Perry fine. But, judging by the rat- ings, the sitting, standing, running, jump- ing, song-singing champ of the world is still the man with the conservative Techni-- color shirts. Mr. Frazier quotes Frank Coniff as say- ing Crosby’s latest picture is getting the once-over-lightly. I wouldn’t know about that, but I figured the auditor up in the Paramount Building would. So I asked him. He ran up some figures for me. Here they are. They show the grosses of the Crosby movies released by Paramount for the past seven years. Birth of the Blues, released in 1941, is figured at 100%, and we take it from there: 1941 Birth of the Blues 100% 1942 Holiday Inn 175% 1942 Road to Morocco 211% 1943 Dixie 218% 1944 Going My Way (Highest grosser in 35-year history of Paramount) 1945 Here Come the Waves 225% 1946 Road to Utopia 298% 1947 Blue Skies 421% (With more play dates to come) Laying statistics aside for the minute, let’s not forget the little gold statue which stands among the paste pots on Mr. Bingo’s office shelf. The Oscar signifies that the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sci- ences thought his performance in Going My Way was the best acting of any man in American movies that year. Not bad for a guy from Gonzaga who broke into show business with the Rhythm Boys, singing, “It’s a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud.” Fortune Magazine, as you know, plays them close to the chest and doesn’t go in for overstatement. I like its conservative estimate of Old Frog-in-the-Throat in its recent article—‘Crosby is head man in every branch of American entertainment but sidewalk magic. First in films, first on the air, and first on the phonographs of his countrymen.” ~ Declining, eh? ; is Mt. Everest! So is kissing! ps AR EES with this truly luxurious taleum powder - KEEP FRESH: After your bath, shower your body with Cashmere Bouquet Talc. Smooth it into every curve and ripple. Now yow’re glori- ously, fragrantly fresh. FEEL SMOOTH: Be sure to give chafable places, and trouble spots extra Cashmere Bouquet Talc. Your Pamper your person with Cashmere Bouquet Dusting Powder. Smartly packaged with a big velour puff. skin will be grateful for that silken- smooth sheath of protection. And girdles slip on like magic. STAY DAINTY! Pamper your body often with Cashmere Bouquet Talc. An inexpensive luxury! It points up your feminine allure with the fragrance men love. Cashmere Bouquet Tale with the fragrance men love

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PAPA FLYNN (Continued from page 12) ' a white-robed nun came in. Silently he followed her out, and the stares of the nurses went with hi : “It’s a girl,” the nun announced with a happy smile. , “And Nora,” he asked her quickly, “how is she?” “Nora is all right. She’s just fine. Poor child, she did have a bad time of it for a while, but she’s all right now, Mr. Flynn. Thanks be to the good God. And the baby is such a little beauty.” A minute later Errol Flynn was stand- ing beside. his wife’s bed, holding and stroking her hand as she smiled wanly up at him. ; “You're all right? You’re sure?” he was saying. AES es “fm all right, of course, darling. Oh, Errol dear, she’s the very image of you. Just wait till you see.” She had hardly said the words when another white- robed sister brought the baby in—Sister Rose, head of the Maternity Ward. She placed the quiet little bundle in Errol’s arms, and he looked wonderingly at his new daughter. “She’s not red-haired like Deirdre,” he said. “And her nose isn’t flat the way Deirdre’s was at first. Why, she has a nose like mine!” Slowly a grin widened on the face that has thrilled tens of millions on the screen. He gave the precious thing in his arms back to Sister Rose, and then he leaned down tenderly, and left a kiss on Nora’s brow. Downstairs, the nurses were excited and flustered. They were debating -whether Errol was as handsome in the flesh as he is on the screen, and the verdict, not en- tirely unanimous, was that he was even more so. When he came down again, he didn’t pause, but hurried to his car and sped away. say it with flowers... Not long afterwards a florist’s truck drove up to unload armfuls of lovely spring flowers which brought a fresh fragrance to the room where Nora slept. Twice a day, thereafter, the florist’s truck arrived, and twice a day Errol Flynn drove up in his roadster, always alone. He had wanted to take a room in the hospital to be close to his Nora when her time came, but the scarcity of hospital space would not permit that. And it wasn’t because Nora was Mrs. Errol Flynn that she got a private room. She was just lucky. Most mothers nowadays have to share a room with another, but Nora hap- pened to arrive on a day when a single room was being vacated. It would have been easier for all concerned if the hos- pital had been able to put Errol up, for he hung on the phone all night. The doctor, who wasn’t getting much rest either, finally advised him to go to bed and let others get their rest, too. Nora laughed indulgently about Errol’s | jitters the day we had our long, cozy in- _ terview. She was propped up in bed on a } rampart of pillows, and Errol’s flowers made the room fragrant. She was really a proud and happy girl. : “What's the baby’s name?” I inquired. “Rory,” she told me. “I had decided on _ Rory long in advance, because it fits either | a boy or a girl. As a matter of fact, I talked - it over with Errol’s father when we were on the yacht together, and he loved the _name. Errol named our first Deirdre, but I named this one.” “She’s really beautiful,” I said. ‘Do you know what Errol told me the “ELASH! MORE NEW HITS FREDDY MARTIN and his Orchestra: | Can’t Get Up the Nerve to Kiss You (vocal by Clyde Rogers and The Mar- tin Men) and Piano Portrait (featur- ing Murray Arnold at the piance). Record 20-2165, 60¢. VAUGHN MONROE and his Orches- tra: You Can’t Hide Your Heart Behind a Kiss and Dreams Are a Dime a Dozen. Record 20-2226, 60¢. THE THREE SUNS: ! Never Knew and THE STAF RCA Vi ee Ts RS WHO MAKE TOR Ten lilting tunes from the famous Broadway show... all brimming with melody! AL GOODMAN Al Goodman’s newest album brings you the ten hit songs from “Blossom Time”... based on Schubert's loveliest melodies! They include Song of Love, the tender Peace fo © | My Lonely Heart (from Ave Maria) and the famous Serenade. All-star cast includes Al and his big orchestra, Earl Wrightson, Donald Dame, Mary Martha Briney, Blanka Peric, the Mullen Sisters and The Guild Choristers! Ask for RCA Victor Album P-173, $4.50. rom BOA ViCToRI" | i Unless It Can Happen with You (vocal by Artie Dunn). Record 20-2197, 60¢. Naturally...on RCA Victor Records! Two exclusives—Victor’s billion-record skill, plus RCA’s electronic wizardry— make music sound so natural on RCA Victor Records! Hear them on a Vic- trola radio-phonograph. (Victrola— i T. M. Reg. U. S. Pat. Off.) aS, Prices are suggested list prices, exclusive of taxes. Radio Cor- I | Hear Robert Merrill on the RCA Vic- poration of America tor Program! Sundays, 2 p.m., EDT, NBC. THE Hits ARE ON RECORDS ’ *HIS MASTER'S VOICE" eet ae

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i The KING COLE FRIo Ou're the Cream tn My Coff, offee” ANDY RUSSEq, Just A Memory’ THE PIED Pipers “Avalon! PEGGY LEE mebody loves Me” CLARK DENN “Together” 5 With ‘AUL Wes And His eed s wy (2) : ote gus? Ag MC crore” Cy go gin 9 eat nol gy 09 Oo co? . oP! cove? 40 in on fo} =\\ WW \ \t) { the fans MODERN SCREEN FAN CLUB ASSOCIATION e SHIRLEY FROHLICH, DIRECTOR M@ PLAIN TALK: Say, clubbers, have we been giving you the impression it’s FUN to run a fan club? Of course, it is! But as our good friend, Maym Sagert, able prexy of Jane With- ers’ Pals, cautions: “Don't forget to tell ‘em it's hard WORK, too!” The plain truth is: not everybody who WANTS to pilot a club is CAPABLE of the job. Some clubs zoom along for a while on the prexy’s enthusiasm. Then, bang! One fine day, he or she hits a rough spot, all the enthusiasm vanishes, and the club goes pfft! So, please, DON'T try to start a club unless you're going to be scrupulously honest with your star, your members and yourself. You must have the ability to or- ganize your work, handle money intelligently, delegate tasks to competent helpers, and be diplomatic and courteous to everyone. Club dues must be acknowledged at once; inquiries and letters must all be answered promptly. You must keep a budget—being careful not to spend all the dues on the first journal. Keep a bank account for the club, if possible. Above all, don’t demand too much of your honorary star. As Maym says, “Too many prexies act as if they own their star.” If it does become necessary to disband your club, notify—in writing—all members, honoraries, exchange prexies, star, and other interested. parties. And here’s some advice to the stars: don't be indiscriminate about granting permis- sion to everyone who wants to start a club in your honor. Usually, a single exchange of letters will reveal whether the applicant is sincere, intelligent and talented enough to direct the varied activities of a worthwhile fan club. There—we've spoken quite freely, but we know you'll agree that it just had to be said. CLUB BANTER: Latest news of Hollywood Party (June 23-29) reveals 187 out-of-town prexies plan to be on hand for the convention- party—over 500 will attend, in all. Latest addition to the activities is an afternoon picnic and dance on a private estate. Address in- quiries: Suite 707, 427 W. 5 St. L. A. 13, Calif. (see pic, page 8) .. . Just for the records, it's Gerry Kee, 522 Fairbanks Ave., Oakland, Calif., who now has the Alan Ladd Club Pearl Tice almost took over ... the Sinatra Guild is off—but we hear something else is brewing at 1776 B'way ... almost 100 - mems attended Rise Stevens’ tea at the Essex Discussing plans for the Mason Club Federa- tion at James’ N.Y. apartment are clubbers Dorothy Hock, Leona Rosenthal a ‘Pierre Aumont hosted memb House . . . Louella Correia’s Jack Owens Swoonsters snagged a nice hunk of publicity in the New Bedford Standard-Times . . . Bob Crosby's p.a. in Chi brought a slew of back- stage visitors, including corro Leane Cook and prexy Isabel Lee . . . Thanks to the Bobby Beers Clubbers, Southern Music Company will put Bobby’s pic on the cover of “My Adobe Hacienda” . . . Joyce Bronas, Eddie Ryan mem, is singing with Johnny Winslow's ork . . . the whole Don Richards clan will receive 4-leaf-clover charms from Don, with the name of his smash show, Finian’s Rainbow, en- graved thereon . . . Jo Rampino fixed it so her honorary, bandleader Al Lombardy, could guest-star on Dolores Craeg’s “Between Us Teens’ show for WINS . . . Terry Smith's Skippy Homeier bunch is starting a mixed choir . . . Nelson Eddy M. C. has inaugurated a scholarship in his (Continued on page 100) TROPHY CUP CONTEST (Lap 4) Leading clubs: League 1: Nelson Eddy Music, 750; Den- nis Morgan, 650; Shirley Temple, Dick Haymes Assoc., Emest Tubb, 600. League 2: Chas. Kor- vin, 750; Gene Kelly, Larry Douglas, Gloria Jean, 600; Rosemary DeCamp, Jeannette MacDonald (Farrington), 550. League 3: Sinatra (Wolfen- stein), 850; Bill Williams (Demers), 750; Basil Rathbone, 700; Dick Jaeckel, 650; Carole Landis, New Stars, Sinatra (Beattie), Joe Cotten, 600. This month's winners: THIS IS MY BEST, 100 pts. (Prize: Gift combo FABERGE’s Tigress Perfume and Cologne) Paulette Dohrmann, Errol Flynn C., Betty Hammer, R. DeCamp C.; Jean Kurowski, Mil- ton Berle C.; Dianne Morner, Johnny Desmond (Skoff) C.; Lorraine Wright, Bob Lowery C.; Lois Morton, Sinatra (Wolfenstein) C. CANDID CAM- ERA CONTEST: (First prize, 100 pts., beautiful TANGEE-Trip-Kit, for traveling) Barbara Finkel- stein, Kurt Kreuger (Bobois) C. (Others: 50 pts.. 4 Dell Mysteries ) Dorothy Dean, John Lund (Cook) C.; John Fasel, Jr., Danny Scholl C.; John Schnei- der, Sid Caesar C.; Edna Lantz, Gene Autry C. BEST EDITORS, 250 pts. (Prize: Assortment won- derful POND’s Cosmetics) 1. None qualified. 2. (tied) Shirley Gordon, DeCampaigner, and Diego Mangawang, Star Notes (Jane Powell). (Diego receives FABERGE Men’s Cologne.) 3. Addie Gushin, En-Tyer-ly Yours (John Tyers). BEST ART WORK, 150 pts. (Prize: Year's subs to FRONT PAGE DETECTIVE, SCREEN ALBUM, 4 Dell Books) Everett Wolfenstein, Sinatra (Wolfenstein). BEST COVERS, 250 pts.: 1. None qualified. 2. Kaye Kapers (Danny ). 3. (tied) Cotton Chronicle (Joe) and Soliloquy (Sinatra, Ling). WORTHWHILE ACTIVITIES, 250 pts.: 1. Haymes Assoc. 2. Johnny Coy (Sachs) C. 3. Lon McCallister C. BEST JOURNALS, 500 pts.: 1. Melody Trails (E. Tubb). 2. Gloria’s Gazette (Jean). 3. Swoontime News (Sinatra, Wolfenstein ). PERCENTAGE INCREASES, 100 pts.: 1. No reports. 2. Rise Stevens M. C. 3. Barbara Hale (Carnahan) C. CORRESPONDENTS, 50 pts.: 1. Lorraine Ruthowski, Ronald Reagan C. 2..Nelda Clough, Chas. Korvin C. 3. Lauren Chase, Ginny Simms C. ers G el ( . aie eee Pen ee oo

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(Continued from page 97) second day?” Nora’s smile was quietly radiant. “He said, and I quote: ‘Oh, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.’ And when I told him again that she was the perfect image of him, how he blushed! She has Errol’s fine, delicate features al- If : ‘4 ready. And she’s such a good baby. She doesn’t cry or fret. Deirdre, incidentally, gets to look more and more like me. Her hair, which was red at birth, is even redder now. Rory has brown hair, and if it grows just a shade lighter, it’s going to be very much like her father’s. It even 105 has the suggestion of a curl in it, like his.” t OF While we were chatting, Sister Rose came in, and I couldn’t resist asking her what sort of impression the famous movie star had made on her and the other nuns | @ ® oe i the hospital. “I'm so sani about those ays = things.” Sister Rose said. “I'll just have to admit that I had never even heard of Errol | — RUTH WARRICK Flynn before Nora came to the hospital. As far as we were concerned, he was just See her in another visitor.” And believe it or not, St. Joseph’s Hospital is only a few blocks “ARCH OF TRIUMPH” from the Warner Brothers’ Studio where Aw Enterprise Production } Errol Flynn has been making history these past several years! It’s a different Flynn, however, that Hollywood is seeing these days. Marriage to a smart, sensible girl like Nora has done marvels for him, and she has proved her- self to be a very knowing little wife who has most effectively hushed the mouths of those who predicted so freely that her marriage to the rampant Flynn could not possibly last. She confided some of her philosophy of a successful marriage to me, and what she said showed that she has an uncanny understanding of this adventurous and ro- mantic husband who has earned a repu- tation for swashbuckling both on and off the_ screen. “IT am -not,” she told me, “one of those girls who falls in love with a man be- Cause he possesses certain qualities and who promptly wants to do him all over when they’re married. I’ve found a great deal of solid happiness as Errol’s wife. I realized that a lot of his pals with whom he used to romp around Hollywood and elsewhere didn’t want to see him domes- ticated. But what they never knew was that I myself would have hated that just as much as they. I wouldn’t have him domesticated for all the world. I took him as I found him, because that’s the way I love him. And I hope he never changes. When he wants to play, I want to be right there to play, too.” i A United Artists Release everybody loves a baby... \ Just about all Errol’s old friends have fluttered the white flag in surrender to Nora. They’re ready to admit now that she’s the one and only girl he really loves, and they’re coming around with their hats in their hands. That goes even for doughty John Decker, Errol’s artist pal and a very sagacious fellow. He and Nora were feud- ing before the last voyage of Errol’s yacht, the “Zaca,’ had proceeded very far, but now they’ve joyfully forgiven each other, and some of the flowers in Nora’s hospital room came from him. Most of the other boon companions of those more boisterous ay i days and nights have been sifted out. ep | The day I saw her, Nora gave me even : : ; | more eloquent proof of the new Errol that |. : : : a 2s : : . | fatherhood has created. “How many babies ; oe wae | [i do you want to have?” I asked curiously. A ede ee ; : | “Well,” she answered, “I’d like to have : i a couple of boys to go with the girls. | F ; cS We're going to enlarge the nursery at our house on the mountain top and fence in the swimming pool. It does look as though we're getting set for a family, doesn’t it?” Not only that, it looks as though the marriage all Hollywood shook its head er is really set for life. ; 99... _ “THE TASTE-TEST CERTAINLY PROVED IT!’ says Ruth. “I tasted leading colas—found R C best!”’ Try it! Say “‘RC for me!’ That’s the quick way to get a quick-up with a frosty bottle of Royal Crown Cola—best by taste-test!

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CALL ME MAMA (Continued from page 48) told her husband that though she’d bought Jessica three dresses, she still had no idea what her daughter would wear to the party. As it happened she wore the pink one, and she looked a dream. It was a lovely. party. There was a birthday candle, pink and blue and white, with Jessica’s name at the base of it (it was one of those candles that lasts until the child is sixteen years old; you burn an inch each year, and the years are marked). There was a cake, too, ae it was Jessica’s first experience with cake. Jessica’s no dope. Her family had all it could do to keep her from jumping in, feet first. “Mama!” she said passionately. “Yes!” “Mama” and “yes” are about the extent of her vocabulary, but she has delightful in- flections. The maid, who was serving, kept gazing and gazing at the pile of presents on the table. - Finally, she shook her head and mur- mured, “I’m just wondering how you'll get a pony on that table, a few years from now.” : Which almost broke up the party. Be- cause Jessica undoubtedly will have a pony some day. There’s a corral all ready for one, in the Jacksons’ new house. They bought Virginia Bruce’s old home, in Pacific Palisades. It’s a beautiful six- acre property over-looking the sea, and it was built before the war, of good materials. There were seven fireplaces, and a stable that the Jacksons have turned into a studio room. They put a fireplace in it and Deanna’s already had a singing lesson there. : She’s anxious for Jessica to sit in on a lesson, some time, and she spoke to her teacher, Al Prockter about it. “I wonder how she’d react.” “Tf the child has any ear for music,” Prockter said, grinning, “she’ll go scream- ing down the road.” At the moment, the child can’t quite make it to the road, because she’s just begun to walk. - Since she was five or six months old, she’s navigated very efficiently by holding on to things, but a while ago, she actually got up and took a couple of steps toward her nurse, under her own power. : The nurse called Deanna at the studio, and she sounded so agitated, Deanna got frightened. “What, what, what?” she said. “What's the matter? What happened?” the miracle... “Sure, and Jessica’s walkin’,” the nurse said breathlessly. One of Jessica’s favorite people is a large Doberman Pinscher, who’s very fussy about the company he keeps. He’s grown up with Jessica, and he nibbles affection- ately on her hand and protects her from all evil, real or imaginary. His name’s Bedouin, but everyone calls him “Beddy.” He has a slight tendency toward cannibalism, but nothing the Jack- sons feel is dangerous. Every once in a while, a guest gets the urge to pet him, and Felix says, “All right, but I have to go with you.” If the guest is bright, he doesn’t argue. Beddy’s birthday was three days before Jessica’s, and Deanna was considering a party for him. Next year both birthdays will be celebrated together. Deanna just gets it all established in her mind that Beddy is the ideal dog for her, and then she goes to work, and meets Mr. Dozier, a big studio executive. Mr. Dozier looks at her gravely. “Just read where a ee ee ee SS ——— eee : $7.50, 4.50; debutante size, 1.25 Toilet Water, $2.00, 1.25 Dusting Powder, $1.00; Talcum Powder, 50¢, | Prices plus tax ty CHERAMY

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Quilted for comfort! You'll scarcely know you’re wearing Fibs — because quilting makes this tampon really comfortable. That’s because quilting keeps Fibs from fluffing up too much... to an uncomfortable size which could cause pressure, irritation, difficult removal. Quilted for safety! Quilting is a safety feature, too, because it helps prevent cotton particles from cling- ing to delicate internal tissues. See how safe, secure you feel with Fibs. And FIBS have rounded ends . And that means zmsertion can be really comfortable — with Fibs. Try Fibs next month, and you'll agree — it’s the easy- to-use tampon. Doberman Pinscher ate a five-year-old baby,” he says. Deanna has to dash to the telephone to make sure everything’s okay. Mr. Dozier, . who keeps a perfectly straight face during the entire proceedings, enjoys himself im- mensely. Apart from Mr. Universal-International Deanna these days. Sunday morning, Jessica’s nurse goes out, and Deanna feeds the baby and plays with her and is generally blissful. There’s a fire in the fireplace, the radio playing (Deanna’s favorite is Toscanini), Jessica romping across the over-sized, four-poster bed, and Dick Tracy at one’s elbow. During the week, Deanna and Felix don’t see much of their child. Deanna gets up at five o’clock, and by the time she’s through work, and has driven home (the house is a full hour from the studio) Jes- sica’s ready to go to sleep. But Deanna’s not a complainer. She quotes a line Gene Kelly made famous around Hollywood: “What you go through for a lousy fortune!” Deanna figures you get what you pay for. She also figures you pay for what you get. Deanna’s mother and father live in West- wood, and she sees them all the time. Jes- sica went along to visit her grandmother and grandfather recently. It was her first automobile trip, and she loved it. She’s the adventurous sort, and if her mother doesn’t watch out, her grandfather will be Dozier’s sad_ stories, is pleasant for taking her on her first airplane wel pretty soon. Mr. Durbin, who’s sixty-one years old, only discovered, flying in the last year or so. It happened overnight. He knew this tailor, and the tailor had a son who flew. The son asked Mr. Durbin if he wanted to come for a ride, and Mr. Durbin said yes. He liked flying right away. “But I couldn’t ever learn.” “Don’t be silly,” his young friend said. When they landed, he pointed out a leg- less man who flew his own hand-controlled plane. “If that man. can do it—” Mr. Durbin took some lessons, and the next thing he knew, he’d got his license, and then, at Christmas, his wife gave him a two-motored, four-seater Stinson. When they came over to tell Deanna and Felix about it, Deanna could hardly believe them. “My mother gave my father an air- plane for oie istma ing to herself. “My ‘mother tonishing woman.” — She’s had further proof since Christmas. Mr. Durbin goes off into the — wild blue yonder, and Mrs. Durbin waves goodbye gaily, and Deanna watches the whole tableau and hopes that when she’s their age, she’ll be that young. One time when she stopped by to say hello, her mother announced, “We won't see you again till next wee ‘ Deanna was curious. “Why pe “We're flying to Mexico over the week- end,” Mrs. Durbin said. “We’ re going down there to a -dinner-dance.” Deanna enjoys flying, herself. She went up with Bob Cummings and his wife in his four-seater, and had a wild voyage. Bob’s a good pilot, and he was doing stunts to prove how safe flying was. He cut the engine. “We can cruise around for hours, and not worry, even without any power,” he explained. Her smile was strained. “It isn’t necessary, Bob, really. I’m sure you can—” He showed her a forced landing, and to her amazement, it consisted of one small bounce. She was enchanted. She happens, incidentally, to be one of those revolting personalities: who never gets airsick in the slightest. She once flew home from Salt Lake City—over miles of desert, through air pockets, and terrible heat—and everybody on the whole plane was ill except her. She also flew down from San Francisco in a thunder-storm. The stewardess, who was trying to keep passengers from get- ting too nervous, approached her quietly. Deanna turned a beaming face upward. “Isn’t it exciting?” she said. On the whole, she finds existence excit- ing. She looks back on Jessica’s first year with pleasure. The first, tiny Christmas tree, the first steps, the first words. There are Felix, mother and father, and pleasant work (she’s making Something In. The Wind, now) and no telephones ever ringing (because she can’t get one). There’s a real Monet painting (of a water-lily) in the bedroom, and there’s Dick Tracy, and a view of the Pacific te take your breath away. And a funny little girl without much hair who says “yes” and-““mama” to every- thing. But boy, has she got inflection! MODERN SCREEN reap, eam re

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HOLIDAY (Continued from page 47) and hooked little fingers and made a wish. They got the car—and the wish, because here they were driving through Texas. Ahead of them, something dark moved, on the silver strip of roadway. As they drove closer, they saw that it was a boy and girl, hitchhiking. Neither of them looked much over twenty, Bob thought, as he brought the car to a smooth stop beside them. The boy wore no top- coat and the girl was shivering in a light suit. They climbed gratefully into the back seat. “My father died,” the girl told them, “and we’re trying to get to Austin in time for the funeral.” Bob and Dotty like people, and ‘talk easily to them. It wasn’t long before they had the whole story. The boy and girl had married before he went overseas. When he came back he had been discharged as a psycho-neurotic, which made it a little tough to get a job. “Nancy’s been swell,” he said humbly. She just acted as if everything was all right.” “And now it is,’ Nancy said, smiling at him, her heart in her eyes. faith in the future... Bob’s gaze met Dotty’s. It was good to see faith like Nancy’s. Bob knew because Dotty had always had it, too. Faith in his abilities, encouragement when he needed it. “Let’s stop at this joint and have some coffee,” he said gruffily, swinging in to a roadside diner. . They had the coffee—and hamburgers, too. Bob reached for the check, but the boy stopped him. “I’d like to pay for this,” -he said, opening his wallet. There were a few—a very few—one dollar bills in it. “No, this is on me,’ Bob protested but the look in the boy’s eyes silenced him. He remembered times when he had been as broke as that—and how proud and how stubborn he had been. “Let’s divide: it,” he said. “Then we’re each on our own.” The little blonde waitress in the neat blue uniform had been staring at Bob intently. She edged over to him now. “Look, aren’t you Bob Mitchum, the movie star? Could I have your autograph?” Bob signed it on a paper napkin, con- eclous of the awed stare of Nancy and the Oy. “Gee,” Nancy said, as they got back in the car, “I guess you must think we're dopes not to have recognized you.” “Just as well,” Bob told her. “We got better acquainted this way.” It was almost three in the morning be- fore Bob drew up by a tourist camp with a light over the doorway. “I think Dotty and I will get a room here for the rest of the night,” he said. “How about you kids? Can I get you one, too?” - “I guess we’d better keep on the road.” Pete glanced at Nancy for confirmation and she nodded. “But you won’t get a ride this time of night,” Bob told them. “Come on, I'll fix ‘it up with them inside.” The kids stood by the car, their faces weary and white in the glare of the head- lights. “Come on in and we'll get two bed- rooms,” Dotty urged them. “Otherwise Tl worry about you all night and won’t. be able to sleep.” Pete grinned, his tired young face re- laxing. “Okay, you win.” They got the two rooms, and Bob paid in advance for both of them. But in the morn- Thousands who are tired and pale may find renewed energy— restore healthy good looks—with Ironized Yeast Tablets O many young girls watch the fresh 4 color and beauty fade from their faces — wonder why tired, unflattering lines appear. They should know that such effects can come from a blood condition. If you have them, you may have a Borderline Anemia, due to a ferro-nutritional blood deficiency. Yes, your red blood cells may have shrunk and faded—they may be weak- ened to the point where they cannot transmit full energy to all your body. Borderline Anemia steals your energy, endurance! And results of med- ical surveys show that up to 68% of the women examined—many men and children—have it. How Ironized Yeast Tablets Build Up Your Blood and Vigor If your color and “pep” are waning —and this common blood condition’s to blame, take Ironized Yeast Tablets. They are formulated to help build up faded red blood cells to healthy color and size. Continuing tiredness and pal- lor may be due to other conditions—so TABLETS consult your doctor regularly. But in this Borderline Anemia, take Ironized Yeast Tablets to help build up your blood. Take them to start your energy shifting back into “high’—to help re- store your natural color. Take them so you can enjoy life again! * Resulting from ferro-nutritional blood deficiency BORDERLINE ANEMIA why if.can make you TIRED « PALE « LISTLESS Energy-Building Blood. This is a microscopic view of blood rich in energy ele- ments. Here are big, plentiful red cells that release energy to every muscle, limb, tissue. Borderline Anemia. Many have blood like this; never know it. Cells are puny, faded. Blood like this can’t release the energy you need to feel and look your best.

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tad Sn aemarmmeieen LOST DAYS CAN BE _ SAVED DAYS | RELIEVES FUNCTIONAL PERIODIC PAIN CRAMPS - HEADACHE ~"BLUES” pee “1 told you Midol would help” Rey eS CE ee ee ee been pushed under their door. Inside were two dollar bills, the price of one room. “We're getting an early start,” the note said. “Thanks for everything. If every- body was like the Mitchums, the world would be a nicer place. Nancy and Pete.” Bob and Dotty drove on to Dallas—a wonderful place combining big city ad- vantages with small town cordiality. “Pye got to buy some clothes,” Dotty announced, the day they arrived. “I didn’t have any time to shop before we left home.” They decided on Neiman-Marcus. “Come shopping with me,” she begged. “You have such good taste about clothes.” Dotty bought a beautiful brown wool suit, with the new, very long jacket and lines as sleek as a yacht. When she emerged from the dressing room, she found Bob happily sprawled in a big chair while five gorgeous models paraded back and forth in front of him, clad in everything from playsuits to dinner gowns. just looking, thanks... “Just thought I might see something else you'd like, dear,” he said hastily. Dotty winked gravely at the models. “Pll bet you saw several things you liked. I hate to tear you away, but we'd better hurry. You know you have that personal appearance at the theater tonight. What are you going to do for an act, by the way?” “Just talk to ’em,” Bob said lazily. “Stand there on the stage and talk their ears off.” ; Dotty worried for the rest of the day. Audiences expected you to do something. | Sing or dance or something. Didn’t they? She wouldn’t be able to bear it if Mitch got out there on the stage and people were bored. “Take it easy, kid,’ Bob soothed her. “There’s nothing to worry about.” And he was right. The Mitchum manner was irresistible. Dotty, standing in the wings, blinked back tears of pride as she watched Bob’s broad-shouldered figure finally stride off to a deafening wave of applause. “Honey, you were terrific,’ she whis- pered. “I tell you, I like these Texas people. I understand them, and they understand me.” They hated to leave Dallas but New York was a long way off. They drove across country to Miami, then north to Charleston. “I want to look up some rela- — tives of mine there,” Bob announced. “A cousin named Alice Mitchum works for the telephone company, and her mother and father live just outside town. We'll take Alice to dinner.” Charleston was a lovely, sprawling old town of balconied houses, liveoaks and Southern charm, but the telephone com- pany was shiny and modern and efficient. Dot waited in the car while Bob went inside to inquire for Alice. She waited. And waited. And. waited. Meanwhile, Bob was having difficulties. When he went into the office, a sleek red- head looked up from the desk. Her gaze started at the cowboy boots he was wear- ing (they’re his most cherished possession), went on to the tired GI pants tucked into them, and the old Indian blanket coat he always wears to drive in. | “Y'm looking for an Alice Mitchum who works here. Relative of mine.” She fluttered long lashes, and smiled. “T don’t know any Alice Mitchum here, but I’ll look her up in the records if you'll just have a seat.” She rose and undwlated across the room to an inner office. The Mitchum eyebrow rose in its well-known ing when he and Dot got up, a note had relative of yours. Is your name “That’s right.” aan: The redhead came closer. “Would your first name be Robert?” she asked in a . longing whisper. : : “As a matter of fact, itis.” ; From behind him came a collection of happy little shrieks. He whirled and found himself surrounded by the entire staff of the Charleston telephone company. For the next half hour the city of Charleston had no telephone service. Dor- othy appeared finally, and Bob grinned at her from the midst of his bevy of South- ern beauties. 4 : ae “Hi, Dotty. Girls, this is my wife.” .“Pretty. gals, weren’t they?” Bob re- marked when they got back in the car. “Very. Which one was Alice Mitchum? The redhead that was clinging to your arm as if it was a life-preserver?” Me “Funny thing. There wasn’t any Alice Mitchum there. No record of her. Let’s go up to the farm where her father and mother live, and ask them.” When the scarlet convertible turned into the country lane by the old white farm- house, a flock of turkeys scattered, squawking loudly. ; : A small cheerful-faced woman came out of the barn carrying a pail. She stared un- certainly at Bob and Dorothy. “Good evenin’,” she said politely. “I guess you don’t remember me,” Bob told her. “I haven’t seen you for fifteen years. ’m Bob Mitchum.” F Amazement grew to delight in her faded blue eyes. “Ah do declare!” she said. “Young Bob. Ah do declare!” Nothing would do then, of course, but they must stay to “supper.” It was quite a meal—turkey and beaten biscuits and greens and cherry pie. As they sat down, Bob asked, “Where’s Alice these days? I tried to find her at the telephone com- pany but she wasn’t there.” : Mr. Mitchum stared. “Why, Alice don’t work for the telephone company, son. She > works for General Electric. Always did.” Dotty giggled wildly. “One big corpo- ration sounds just like another to Bob. Never mind, dear—think of what a break ~ 1 SAW IT HAPPEN My fiance (now © my husband) and I wanted very much to see the show at the Chi- cago Theater here. He was in the Ma- rine Corps at the time, though, sta- tioned at Navy Pier, and had to be back promptly at midnight. When we arrived at the theater, we saw a long line of people waiting to get in. I tried to explain our predicament to the head. usher, explaining that if we could possibly get in to see the picture right away, we would get out on time. But the usher was unsympathetic. Ditto the theater manager. Suddenly, a young man, standing in front of a poster, spoke to the manager on our behalf, } and asked that we be let in the side } door. We were immediately taken } care of. When I raised my eyes to say thank you to the man who did us this kindness, imagine my surprise to find myself gazing into the eyes of Ger Kelly! — reas Fh bein i

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eet me long day’s drive from Charleston to Dover, Delaware, where they were to visit Dot’s aunt and uncle. Dover comes as near to being a home town as Bob and Dot can claim. “I want to be as sentimental as a valen- tine all the while we’re there, honey,” Dotty said, as they approached the city. “Let’s go visit the old mill pond where we - first met, shall we? Funny, I didn’t like _ you a bit that first day.” Bob grinned. “You were just mad be- cause I was rowing two other babes around. Next time, when I rowed you around the pond, it was okay.” Dotty changed the subject. “One of the first people we want to look up is that friend of yours who loaned you the two dollars for our marriage license.” “Yeah. I might even pay him back.” “Bob Mitchum, you mean you’ve never paid. . .” Dotty stopped then, seeing the laughter in Bob’s eye. He is never happier than when getting a rise out of her with something silly like that. Anyway, getting back to Dover-was won- derful. Dotty’s aunt and uncle gave a party for them at the Mapledale Country Club. It was a fine party, but Mitchum got restless as he always does at anything but the most informal gatherings. He wan- dered over and got into a deep conversa- | tion with the bartender. Pretty soon he came back and cut in on Dotty, who was | dancing with a local bank president. _ “Let’s get some air,” he said. The next thing Dotty knew they were in the car | headed for a little joint in Dover’s Negro section. The music went through you like a blood transfusion when you opened the door. In half an hour, Bob was playing drums with the band, hotter than a stolen car. And Dotty was jitterbugging. ; _ When they got back, eventually, to their own party, they found that their little _ expedition was frowned on. \ “You've been away so long that you’ve ‘forgotten white people just don’t go into the colored section,” a pompous business- as informed Bob. ‘an american's creed... “T didn’t forget,” he said -quietly. “It’s dividuals, not as groups.” What you’re supposed to do or say has never had much influence on Mitchum. 'He makes his own rules. When the man- ager of the local theater asked him to make ‘a personal appearance, Bob said, “How “much are you going to pay me?” The manager stammered. It developed that he hhadn’t expected to pay anything. “Okay. I'll tell you what I'll do. You know the club here for those kids who || have been in trouble with the law?” || The manager knew about it, of course. | |He said it was a very worthy cause. | : _ “Damned right it is. Those kids need thelp. They need money for their club- (house, too. Ill appear at your theater for nothing, if you'll promise to give all the (profits which are over your average take, | to that club. Is it a deal?” _ It was a deal. The kind of deal that’s typical of Mitchum, who hates stuffed | hirts, but would give you the shirt off his back. Who is frequently rude to im- | (portant people, but is never rude to any- /.one unimportant. Who whistles at pretty | girls but thinks that Dotty is prettier than ny of them. Who likes to believe he’s |\tough, but is a pushover for his small 1isons. Who drives three thousand miles across the continent to get to New York, e company got!” , just that I’ve always judged people as in- “A \ alr— Soaping dulls Halo glorifies it! : ‘ HALO SHAMPOO 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! ALO REVEALS THE HIDDEN BEAUTY OF YOUR HAIR! 105 We

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JOHN LUND LIFE STORY (Continued from page 45) worry—and I don’t want you to do that.” Being moderns, they didn’t call them- selves engaged. But by any other name, it felt as sweet. John had found his girl. All he needed now was the wherewithal for marriage. It looked as if this might be provided by an agency called Air Features—the one outfit in radio that opened its doors to newcomers. Frances von Bernhardi, the director, gave him an audition and seemed pleased with the results. “We’ll call you,” she promised. The first week John was hopeful, the second week fearful, the third week cyn- ical. “Same old runaround. Way she said it, I was fool enough to believe she | meant it.” “T wonder,” said Marie, “if it could be your landlady.” John’s landlady viewed the phone as a personal foe. -She’d pick it up when it rang, wait till you got through talking, say “Yes, I’ll tell him,” and consider her duty done. Having heard nothing, natu- rally she had nothing to tell. A wire now —that was different. All you had to do was slip it under the door... Half-way through the fourth week John found one there. It bore a request from Miss von Bernhardi to call. He called. “Where’ve you been? We've left nine- teen messages.” i life can be beautiful .. . Through Air Features, Miss von B., and Martha Atwell, producer, he made his way to a comfortable niche in soap opera. Even succumbed to a fresh attack of the writing itch and sold a couple of comedy sketches. Wedding bells were about to peal for John and Marie, when the bombs fell on Pearl Harbor, disrupting their plans along with those of half the world... Uncle Sam sent his Greetings. Even- tually, a chest weakness kept John out of the service. Meantime he’d been shipped to Camp Grant, on an hour’s notice. “Took,” they said, “you’re by way of being a writer. There’s this big army show—Cheers from the Camps. Needs a little touching up. Get out there and see what you can do with it.” Arriving at Camp Grant, he found that the show indeed needed touching up, since’ no single word had yet been written. It became a case of sink or swim. After a little floundering, John swam. Cheers from the Camps earned a citation as the best war program of 1942. That was also the year of the wedding. It was obvious that they couldn’t be to- gether. John had to travel with the show. Marie had a special job with Irving Ber- lin’s This is the Army. “But we can get married,” John pointed ut. His schedule took him to Baltimore for twenty-four hours. In Baltimore you didn’t have to wait for a license. Marie got twenty-four hours’ leave from the show, went down by the morning train and arrived at noon. Their first stop was at a _ jeweler’s, where they bought twin wedding rings. From the phone book they picked a min- ister, whose name appealed to them. He happened to be out.. They climbed back into the cab, feeling a little flat. “You kids want to get married?” in- quired the driver. ne He took them to a minister, witnessed the wedding, drove them to the station, and, being all of 22, left them with a fatherly blessing. After dinner at the — station, John said, “We ought to celebrate. Let’s go to Washington.” They sat for an hour in some terrible night club and rode back. Next day John put his wife on the train for New York, before catching the plane that flew him to St. Louis. Not till three months later did they meet again, when their respective shows landed them back in Washington.’ John overstayed his time, and was late for his next broadcast. But Cheers from the Camps finally came to an end, and married life began in ear- nest. They found an apartment, Marie started sewing slip-covers and; as the star to top their Christmas tree, Leonard Sill- man offered them both jobs in New Faces. After the second or third rehearsal, John allowed that he thought the material stank... “You try and do better,” challenged Sillman. “IT will,” said John, and did, doubling once more as writer and actor. Though the revue didn’t run very long, it bore fruit for the Lunds. John was hired to play the heavy in Early to Bed. Marie was offered movie tests if she’d go to Hollywood. She said she’d rather stay with her husband and finish her slip- | covers. They were finished and she’d | started on the drapes when the phone rang | ¢ one day. (3 Jane Broder was her agent. “She wants | me to come up and meet a man from/( Hollywood,” she told John. “TI think it’s silly. What do you think?” “Oh—you and Jane are good friends. Why don’t you go, just as a matter of | ti courtesy?” Two hours later a dazed girl walked | through the doorway with an RKO con- | ¢ tract. “Charlie Koerner signed me with- | out a test. Wanted me to leave Friday.” “You're not—” : “No-o-o,” she wailed. “I said I had to spend Christmas with my husband.” “Look, honey, this play can’t run much longer. The minute it folds, I'll come out and join you.” long-distance marriage .. . So, of course, the play ran and ran. } f» And while it was running, John took on another job. The advertising firm of Bat- | ton, Barton, Durstine and Osborne offered him so much money to get in on the} writing end of Fashions in Rations, the} : Billie Burke show, that he couldn’t afford } to turn it down. Again, they were stuck } =, on opposite coasts—again they had to make do with letters, wires and phone} calls. At the end of seven months, Marie had nothing to show for their separation but a couple of bit parts. The studio} wanted to pick up her option, but with-}}: out a raise. So she called John, whose} ij play had closed. Hdot “I want you here,” he said. “But it’sfi your career and I think you should de-};, cide.” | “Then I’m coming home.” rs It was wartime. Reservations were}n: tough to get, and she had to wait. But, at last, the precious ticket was in her bag,¥j | and the luggage packed. She was leav-}jj, ing next day. That night the phone rang.§{i John. “Hang on to your hat, baby, hereff, | we go again. I’m bound for Hollywood§;,,) with Fashions in Rations.” Bras Having absorbed the initial shock, Marie§y. decided to use her ticket anyway because p heaven alone knew when she could get§», another. They’d have three days before he left, and he’d be back in five weeks. Meantime she could finish her drapes . dith Van Cleve of the C 53 gh Soe a

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had been sufficently impressed with John’s work in Early to Bed to ask him to sign a contract. He declined. Once and for all, he’d stick to writing. Acting was too insecure. When she heard of his pending trip to Hollywood, she called. “Drop in on Taft Schreiber, will you, John?” Schreiber’s the head of MCA in Hollywood. “He saw you in EZarly to Bed and liked you, too.” MCA’s Hollywood office has an Old English atmosphere, which made a pretty solid impression on John. So did Mr. Schreiber. Not knowing just how it happened, he emerged from the Old English atmos-’ phere, leaving MCA behind as his author- ized agents—to handle him as writer, director or actor. When they sent him to Paramount a few days later to test for Miss Susie Slagle, he said weakly, “But I’ve got a job.” When the whole thing fell through, he drew a breath of relief and shook the stardust of Hollywood from his feet. Radio writers work under the intoler- able pressure of a weekly deadline. They drink too much coffee, get too little sleep, smoke too many cigarettes. John was no exception. The routine began telling on him. When his contract came up for renewal, Marie begged him to quit for a while. “T can’t. They've been too decent to > “Then sign on a week-to-week basis. Give yourself a chance to let go if you can’t hang on.” He was on that basis when Miss Van Cleve sent him to see Lindsay and Crouse, who were producing The LOS Heart. John was embarrassed by the poverty of his théatrical background, so he made it sound even sketchier, just to show them. “Well—call me if you want me,” he con- _ cluded, and breezed out. 'Next day Miss Van Cleve phoned the ‘producers’ office. “How did you like John Lund?” “We liked him fine,” said the affable Mr. Crouse. “I think we’ve got a part for him.” > ‘opening night jitters... It was the part of Yank—which set critics whooping and brought movie. of- ‘fers from every major studio. But John couldn’t know that yet. Between flu and » the jitters, opening night found him in Ja fine fever. Marie was trying to get ) dressed. » “Where’s my cough medicine?” + It was in his pocket. She gave her hair ‘another brush. ) “TI can’t find the aspirin.” | She found it and tucked it into the other pocket. “Can I get dressed now?” | This condition, aggravated in John’s case | by the temperature he was running, is familiar to all theatrical people, and lasts till after the morning papers come out. John refused to read them. So Marie dove / in, and lifted shining eyes from the first review she read. “Oh John, it’s out of this world.” re “That's only one. Read ’em all and tell / me the worst.” | There wasn’t any worst. In the chorus © of acclaim, young Richard Basehart and _ John were singled out. The Rochester ‘ kid, shoved into an amateur production | of Waiting for Lefty because he could ) talk loud, had made the bright lights. He ‘was hailed as the best young actor of the | season. Paramount was almost immediately hot on his trail for To Each His Own. He ielded to a combination of advice from agent, excellent contract terms, and e ace of such names as De Havilland, ( c Wilder. paceclt and Wild- ee ete “My husband became a grim stranger...” Could this grim-faced man be my once gay, loving husband? What had I done to change him so? ... Well, it seems I'd been careless in _ trusting to now-and-then care in my feminine hygiene. “A sad mistake made by all too many wives,” my doctor told me. Then he recom- mended using “Lysol” brand disinfectant for douching—always. “He’s my own man again now” My own devoted husband is back again, now I’m faithful to my doc- fo) tor’s ae OS. No more careless femi- nine hygiene, with “Lysol” so easy and economical to use. It’s far more reduced by age or exposure to air. atG us rarorr, Many Doctors Recommend “LYSOL” for Feminine Hygiene... for 6 Reasons Reason No. 1: POWERFUL, PROVED GERM-KILLER... “Lysol” is a true germicide of great germ-killing power. This power is not Note: Douche thoroughly with correct “Lysol” solution . . . always! effective than salt, soda or other homemade solutions—a proved germ-killer, cleansing thoroughly yet gently. I always use “Lysol” for douching...and it works beautifully! Brand Disinfectant

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If they hadn’t given her the Oscar, I was preparing to put a hex on ’em.” John’s now making The Sainted Sisters with Betty Hutton—his partner in Perils of Pauline—Diana Lynn and Sterling Hay- den, and unless every sign lies, he'll be around town for a long time. Something of a pessimist, John was slow to be per- suaded of that probability. Though he and Marie were being thrown from pillar to post, he was anti-house. “Ym an actor now. Every two-three months an actor loses his job.” “You’ve got a contract.” “With options. Which are made to be dropped. Fred Allen had the right idea. He wouldn’t buy anything you couldn’t put on the Chief.” Marie heard of a little house in the hills off Cahuenga. John said: “I don’t want a house.” . “Let’s/just look at it, darling. We can always leave it there, it’s not going to chase us.” : They went through it. out,” said John. “Not a bad backyard to get sunburned in,” said Marie. He pulled out his checkbook. “Better go down and give them a deposit.” . They’re furnishing little by little, using gay colors, with Gauguin prints on the walls, because all their lives they’ve lived with boarding-house browns. Marie has a gift for decoration, for home-making in general. “Not a bad lay- take it or leave it... She doesn’t thirst after a career. If somebody offered her a decent part, she’d take it. But to go hat in hand, and ask— she doesn’t care that much. John says it’s ‘up to her, but can be brought to admit that he’s glad she enjoys domesticity. Apart from suits, she makes her own clothes, and they’re honeys. Her husband has a way of eyeing a garment half done. “Is that how it’s going to look? Because if it is, ’m not going to like it.” If he had his way, all her dresses would be either black or shocking pink. “It’s the Goldwyn in me.” California’s also brought out the Beau Brummel in him. It used to be, “John, please buy another suit.” “John, don’t wear those old pants.” Now his wardrobe’s stacked with sportswear, and the Crosby influence is beginning to take hold. The other day he came home with a red-and-green plaid shirt. Till their marriage, Marie never cooked anything but fudge. Since then, she’s be- come an artist at the range, and takes a child’s fresh delight in this discovery of. her latent talent. “Isn’t this a delicious roast?” she bubbles. John can’t generate enthusiasm, when prompted. “It’s all right.” | Marie giggles. “No gusher, he.” John limits her artistry by his distaste for onions and garlic. One day she fooled him—haven’t we all?—and rubbed a touch of garlic into the leg of lamb. He ate it and came back for more. She knew she should have kept her mouth shut, but the im- pulse was too strong. “Notice anything different?” = es fete anne er are to Hollywood what Lindsay and rub SOb Nt like.” i It’s John’s persistent contention lazy. His body may be indole! telligence isn’t. missary, the livelier spirits beat a pathway to his table. He reads omnivorously, talks with the tongue of angels and has the kind of mind that acts like a spark-plug on others. He feels strongly about jus- tice, which seems to him the element most — lacking in human relations. ___ : When John’s not working, the Lunds “revert to their stage hours—stay up half — the night and sleep late next day. There’s nothing set about their social habits. They’ll go out four nights running or stay home every night for three weeks. John’s the kind who doesn’t like parties till he gets there, then he couldn’t like them better. The people they see most of are Zan and James Larrimore, Charlie Brack- ett’s daughter and son-in-law, and the Carrol Carrolls—he’s the radio writer. They go to movies a lot. They’re putting off entertaining till the — house is finished, but they do have one regular visitor, who sticks hi night he tracked mud across the new car- pets. Understandably, this irked Marie. “Oh, Puss with your dirty feet, go away. “How can you talk to him like that?” John reproached her, and more than half meant it. : Puss stays till they’re ready for bed, and has a snack before leaving. Once the milk happened to be low. _. “Feed him that,’ warned Marie, “and there won’t be any for breakfast.” “So we'll drink champagne.” Stooping - to pour the milk, John felt a kiss on the back of his neck. “What’s that for?” “You’re a smart guy,” said his -wife. “You figure it out.” THE WINNER! (The following excerpts are from the prize-winning letter in Leonard Feather’s Sweet vs. Swing Contest. See page 96.) F ‘ Dear Mr. Feather:— : I personally like both swing and sweet music if they are played right. I don't believe that any musician can confine himself to one alone and posi- tively ignore the other. Just look at the record. Ellington is essentially a swing master, yet he con- tinues to cop awards in the “sweet” department. 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GAY BLADE (Continued from page 58) Pat didn’t know any reason why a Great Dane wouldn’t be lovely, until Claire stepped in again. “TI wouldn’t cook for any Great Dane,” she said flatly, clearly, and finally. “Okay,” said Cornel, “we’ll mate Punch.” Which they did. Now they have Punch’s son, named Pogo, and they’re going to get a brown French poodle besides. Apparently, Claire doesn’t care how many poodles they have. Punch, being equally good-natured, wouldn’t care how many cooks they had, either. His time is all taken up with serious chores such as swimming in the pool with Wendy, who is four years old, and whose hair is also black and curly. Punch never uses a life-belt, so he’s entitled to sneer at Wendy, who does, but he usually refrains. She’s brighter than he is. And quick? Ask her father. Her father was out tending his straw- ‘berries (the man is crazy on the subject) one afternoon, when he heard Wendy’s voice. “Pottsy!” she was calling. “Pottsy, you come in here this instant! Do you hear me?” Pottsy is Miss Potts, Wendy’s governess, and Cornel, frowning, went in search of his daughter. . , Having found her, he proceeded to read her a lecture. “Wendy,” he said, “Miss Potts is a grown-up lady, and you're a little girl, and furthermore, you shouldn’t speak that way to anybody!” “Oh, I was just pretending,” Wendy said. “I was pretending Pottsy was a baby, and I was her mother.” “It wasn’t true,” Cornel told Pat later. “But it certainly was fast!” He’s not too slow himself. Take, for instance, the deal he slipped over on 20th Century-Fox. Namely that if Forever Amber wasn’t completed by such-and- such a time, he was to have a three-weeks vacation. Such-and-such a time arrived, and Am- ber was still shooting, but Cornel got three solid weeks off. He pulled out of the long black wig, and washed the Technicolor makeup from his face, and drove home beaming. Even the air seemed lighter than air should seem. Pat grinned, when she saw him coming. “Darling, you look so happy.” — “Happy?” he said. “Why should I look happy? Just because I’m going to beauti- ful Nassau with a gorgeous blonde?” Nassau turned out to be heaven. The tropical sun, the sand, the bright, warm water— : the restful type... Pat would lie on the beach and soak up the sun for hours. Cornel would lie still for a while, and then get up and move around restlessly, until she said, “All right, all right, go get your goggles.” he’d sigh. He’d put on his water goggles, and dive into the sea to look the situation over. Or under. _ He practically lived down there; he never ‘got tired of watching the fish, they were ‘so gaily colored. He’d come back and ‘swear to Pat, “Those fish have been interior decorated.” _ By this time, Pat would be asleep, and “Good-for-nothing woman.” He’d nudge her. “I’m going to get some coral.” La 8 What you must tell your daughter before She Wht, Be Sure She Knows The Real Truth About These INTIMATE PHYSICAL FACTS! Your daughter—and every girl enter- ing marriage should be carefully instructed on how important douch- ing often is to intimate feminine cleanliness, health, charm and mar- riage happiness—how important it is to combat one of woman’s most serious deodorant problems. Often your daughter may know only ‘half-the-truth’ or old-fashioned advice whispered by her girl friends. So what a comfort for you, mother, - to be able to tell your daughter about this newer, really scientific method of douching with zoNITE—to assure her NO OTHER TYPE LIQUID ANTISEPTIC- GERMICIDE FOR THE DOUCHE OF ALL ‘THOSE TESTED IS SO POWERFUL YET SO SAFE TO TISSUES. Truly A Modern Miracle— Wise women no longer use weak, homemade or dangerous products for the douche. They know these Do not - Louile FOR NEWER and CAN NOT give the great germicidal and deodorizing action of ZONITE. The ZONITE principle is truly a miracle! The first antiseptic-germicide principle in the world that was so powerful yet positively non-poisonous, non-trritating, non-burning. Women can use ZONITE as directed as often as necessary without risk of injury. Zonite Principle Developed By Famous Surgeon and Chemist ZONITE actually destroys and removes odor-causing waste substances. Helps guard against infection. It’s so power- fully effective it immediately kills every germ it touches. You know it’s not always possible to contact all the germs in the tract. BUT YOU CAN BE SURE that ZoNnITE kills every reachable germ and keeps them from multi- plying. Buy ZonItvE today. Complete direc- tions come with every bottle. FREE! NEW! For amazing enlightening NEW Booklet containing frank discussion of intimate physical facts, recently published — mail this coupon to Zonite Products, Dept. MSC-67, 370 Lexington Ave., New York 17, N. Y.‘ a a en a _ She’d open one eye. “That’s nice, dear. Bring me back a necklace.” lore sighs from Mr. Wilde. “No audience ticipation,” he’d complain, going off to ul coral. In ek, his skin had peeled Address. City. Semtnine hygiene ae:

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Look for Tampax Vendor in restrooms throughout U.S. .. . Tampax Incorporated, Palmer, Mass. the Journal of the American | off right up to the wrists. It seems that Medical Association and all the oth certain varieties of coral sting, and he’d latched on to one of that kind. “Now maybe you'll lie on the beach like a civilized human being,” his wife said hopefully. s “What do you think this is?” Cornel demanded. “A vacation?” All too soon, it was over. Cornel came back to Amber and discov- ered he’d been given a brand-new dress- ing room as a surprise. It was one of those curve-topped trailers (quonset hut shape) and he thanked the authorities responsible, and tried to look delighted. After a few days, somebody caught him moping around, and said, “What's the matter—don’t you like the place?” “Sure,” Cornel said. “But, well, the thing is—I can’t stand up straight in it!” The guy laughed, and said, “Who asked you to be eight feet tall?” and went away to arrange for Cornel’s little old flat- topped dressing room to be brought out. He finished the picture using that. “Flicka gets it next,’ he’d tell inter- viewers. “They’re building in a trough.” Cornel enjoyed the duel, in Amber. He fences magnificently, and during rehears- als, he had a chance to work with Fred Cavens, fencing master. Say something to Cornel about how great he is with a sword, and he’ll decry it. “Look at the job Glenn Langan did,” he'll point out. “And he’s left-handed, and had to fence with his right!” 2 Cornel’s adept at accents, too. He ha George Sanders’ down so pat that when George wasn’t around, Cornel would say his lines, and unless the sound-man was watching, he couldn’t tell the difference. It startled Sanders a couple of times. He’d be sitting in a corner somewhere, and he’d hear his own intonations coming at him, and he’d jump four feet in the air. “Bit of a shock, old man,” he’d admit to Cornel later. “They'll be billing you as the new George Sanders.” On the rare days that Cornel isn’t work- ing at the studio, he’s working at home. He gets up early, and if he isn’t writing; he’s likely to be gardening furiously. He has a strawberry patch and seven window- boxes full of strawberries, and where he picked up all the strawberry husbandry, nobody knows. He tears ads out of the garden section of the paper until Pat gets desperate. “Darling, you know you'll never do any- thing about them, and they just litter up the place.” “T might do something,” he says stoutly. THE DECLINE OF BING CROSBY (Continued from page 30) The owner of a record shop in Blooming- ton, Indiana, put it this way. “Honest to God,” he said, “people just ain’t buying his records any more. But what the hell, he made me a lot of money when he was good, so I can go right on taking as many Crosbys as I can get and keep hopin’ he'll come back.” Bing became a big man years ago, and, as with Duse and Garbo and Bernhardt — and Tonto, you never had to use his full name to establish his identity. Inevitably, the movies beckoned. It is no more than swell program—one of the best are Fir ( Frank Sinatra open _ And he rea er a of a peach tree that golden fruit all summe “But do they mention To date, he’s still tearing out ads, and he’s still doing nothing about them. The Wilde place is really isolated. It’s | up in the hills, and as you turn in at the | drive, there’s a small sign that says simply, | “Country House.” ae Further along, there’s another sign tha says: “Drive slowly. Child at play.” The child, of course, is that energetic | specimen Wendy, a sharp operator. _ She goes to nursery school every after- | noon, and recently she came home to | Pottsy with a sad story. “The teacher punished me today,” she said. “Oh?” said Pottsy. “Why?” “I was running and yelling,” Wendy said cheerfully. “And the teacher told me to stop, and I didn’t.” . . Pottsy looked grave. “Will Mommy and Daddy like that?” _ : “Oh,” said Wendy, horrified. “I’m not going to tell them!” > i Wendy plays Pottsy and Claire against each other. When Pottsy’s off, Claire takes - care of her, and Wendyl be having her egg, and she'll look up innocently. “Pottsy — gives me pepper on my egg,” shell say. She does the same thing with Pottsy, and since neither Claire nor Pottsy wants | ‘ to be lesser in her affections, she gets pepper on her eggs She’s not supposed to have pepper on her egg, and she knows it. Her favorite. pastime is serving the crackers when her mother and father have friends in for cocktails. : She points out the cracker each guest is to take, and beside her Emily Post is a wild-eyed radical. Wendy’s so strict on points of behavior that she reprimanded her father in ringing tones the afternoon he filched a cracker. |]; “You're not supposed to take one til! | last,” she said. s He hung his head in shame. Some day, when Wendy’s old enough, Cornel’s going to tell her his own foolish version of how he was discovered. “I was | sitting at a soda fountain in Hollywood,” he'll say, “and I was wearing white tights. And this man came up to me and said, ‘Can you fence?’ ” ag He'll keep a straight face telling it, too. And when Wendy’s even older, some- body’s going to tell her a different story. | “There once was a girl named Wendy,” | it'll go, “who had a terrific old man—” |} Bing to thank for their picture contracts. | The years galloped by and, as they did, [Ry the Kraft Music Hall took on the ase i: of a divine ritual in American homes on [2 Thursday nights. Everything considered, |) that is as it should have been. It was a pervading it was the warmth of the Crosb personality. He had developed into one of the most relaxed entertainers in the world, with a unique talent for ae his listeners with his own carefree attitude. He knew how to laugh at himself. a In 1943 a frail young singer named ed at a New York cabaret called the Riobamba and, almost immediately, it became apparent that was going to have some comp the vocal department. It is a mar

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gossipers had fe ance shows were recorded and then dis- tributed to servicemen overseas.) Aside from the fact that these records are as delightful as any ever made, ‘they are im- pressive testimony to Crosby’s bigness. As a top-ranking star, he could not have been censured too harshly for refusing to appear on the same stage with a singer who was threatening his position as the number one male vocalist. Instead, he not only ap- peared, but went to extraordinary lengths eh oe that Sinatra was presented favor- ably. It is difficult to say when the deteriora- tion in Bing’s singing*began to set in. For my own part, I became acutely conscious of it in his Decca recording of I Love You (from Mexican Hayride). That, to my ears, was the first of a succession of progres- sively more inadequate Crosby records. His recent “Pretending” and “Getting Nowhere” are downright embarrassing. This is not an isolated opinion. It has, for example, been shared in print by John S. Wilson, PM’s competent record reviewer, and Frank Conniff, the New York Journal- Sa re a er ae _ American’s rising young columnist. A few weeks ago, Connifi, whose pieces are fre- quently sparked by some knowledgeable jazz criticisms, wrote: “In the wry tone’ of this-hurts-me-more-than-it-hurts-you, - some of the charter members of the Crosby Chowder and Picketing Club have been hinting that the master has lost his touch. His current records, his latest picture, and his radio show are getting the once-over- lightly from all sides.” Jack Kapp, the head of Decca Records | and Bing’s mentor, is sensitive to any E Freddie let out a boyish whoop and the He grabbed Florence, his wife, and kissed her. Next he called his brother, an ex- ecutive of the Carrier Corporation. He ‘was about to send a wire to Sam Gold- wyn. But midway, he stopped. “Wait a minute,” he said to Florence. “What’s Harold Russell’s wife’s address—up in ' Cambridge?” He dialed the operator and said “long distance.” In a few minutes Fred March, in the midst of his own triumph—which meant a very great deal to him—was making ‘someone else happy. He was calling Harold Russell’s wife, who, he knew, was alone in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and congratu- lated her on her hero-husband’s honors in Hollywood. . _ The next morning, a Friday, March had Jaryngitis. The telegrams began coming in —at the Marchs’ apartment on East End Avenue and at the Mansfield Theater. One Wire, safely delivered by an intelligent ee Union runner, was addressed Merely “Frederic March, Stage Hit, New ‘a years melted away like snow in June. 'York.” It said, “CONGRATULATIONS. FAN” YOU COULD DO IT. JUST A _ There were more than 100 messages, and only one of them wanted anything from eddie. This was a cable from Gabriel Pascal, a London producer, who asked if March and his wife would act for him in The well-wishers ranged audette Colbert, poe, criticism of his biggest moneymaker and peevishly insists that Crosby records con- tinue to sell in great volume. What he fails ‘to mention, however, is that their sales, although still sizeable, are steadily de- _ ¢lining. The Arcade Music Shop in New York City, which is a beehive because of its location near a subway entrance on West 42nd Street, reports that it has been ‘selling fewer and fewer Crosby records. Bing’s most devoted fans are gravely con- cerned about his indifferent performances these days. Fred Robbins, who runs “The 1280 Club,” a recorded program over New York’s WOV, says “I get very few requests for Crosby these days. Mostly they come from couples who are celebrating an anni- versary and want to hear him sing ‘The Anniversary Waltz. The guy flats too much. His last twenty-or-so records have been terrible.” To spot the cause of Bing Crosby’s de- cline as a singer is a ticklish job. Neither he nor the people near him have made any adequate explanation as this is written. But the fact that opera singers and less strenuous vocalists go into their fifties with their voices unimpaired makes people won- der why Bing should have started slipping while still in his forties. The obvious an- swer is that opera singers take extremely good care of their voices. Bing never has. The ease with which he scaled the heights led him into careless ways. seem to be a good deal of significance in a recent dispatch from Hollywood which stated that he had given up pipe smoking. If this is true, it means that Bing, for the first time in his career, is worried. | It may be that Bing will make a come- back. But history is against it. So this then would seem to be the end of an era—an era that began back in the ’20’s—and no|-: one should be blamed for feeling bad about it. In his time, Bing was a very special man and we are all richer for having had him sing to us. BEST YEARS OF HIS LIFE (Continued from page 62) i ee Oa a ee RN Se Edna Ferber and George S. Kaufman. The ~ telegram March prizes most was from the Winslow School, Racine, Wisconsin. This is the public school where Freddie went when he was Frederick McIntyre Bickel, 39 or 40 years ago. But the telegram which summed every- thing up in one simple, neat statement was from Helen Hayes. It said, “IT COULD ee HAVE HAPPENED TO A NICER Being the kind of nice guy he is, Fred- die is an old hand at passing the buck when it comes to accepting honors. In this par- ticular instance, he’s already sold himself on the idea that he “owes it all to Sam Goldwyn.” Goldwyn, in turn, claims that Freddie owes it all to Fred MacMurray. And that’s a story you can’t top. When Sam Goldwyn, the old fox of the studios, first read “Glory For Me,” the novel by MacKinlay Kantor which became the story of Hollywood’s prize picture for 1946, he immediately went into a huddle with himself about Al Stevenson and said “March.” When Sam thinks something he does something. He phoned Fred in the East and told him the story, asked him to do the part. . “I don’t think so, Sam,” Freddie re- plied. He had good reasons—some stage commitments that would press him, and he really wasn’t working hard at being a Hollywood star, anyway. Besides, the way Sam outlined the part, it didn’t look like anything extra special. Five other Holly- wood actors had equally large roles. It was pier de 8 So or new beauty . EBUTANTE BRA no! There would | .<% INTERSTATE STORES CO., Inc., Dept. 17-D Owensboro, Ky. Please send me__________ Debutante Braat $1.75 each (3 for $5), 32 34 36 38 40 I a Pa ee eee CONS White | | | | | Rayon SatinE] (check one) Cash() Money Order) Check Oo ¢0.0.0 Name. 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no prize package or special opportunity. Sam is foxy and he’s known Frederic March a good many years. He said, “Read_ - the book, and Ill call you again.” “Whatever you say, Sam,” agreed Fred- die. “But I’m afraid it’s still ‘no’.” Sam still couldn’t see anyone but Fred- ric March as Al Stevenson because he knew Freddie was Al at heart. But he had to cast his picture. He called Fred Mac- Murray and offered it to him. Fred listened briefly, took a look at the book. He shook his head. “No,” he refused flatly. “I don’t like it. Not enough of a part.” The way Mac looked at it, it was a definite step down. Meanwhile, Robert E. Sherwood, the playwright, was tussling with the novel, trying to dramatize it into the movie screen story he knew it should be. That depended on the characters—and the character of Al Stevenson was giving him frustrated fits. Sherwood is a clever and talented dramatic craftsman; but there was good reason for his puzzlement about Al Stevenson. The character was a strange anomaly. He was a sergeant who had completed a terrific, tough war record. He was vital and young in heart, romantic, young enough to be a hearty pal to Dana Andrews and Harold Russell—but still middle-aged, old enough to have a twenty-year-old daughter. Sam Goldwyn couldn’t answer him, then —about who’d play Al—but in a few days he could. He called his first persistent hunch, Fredric March, again, and Sam Goldwyn is a hard man to refuse. “Look, Freddie,” he suggested, “why don’t you come along with me? I tell you this is for you.” The answer he got was, “I’ve read the book and I like it. I see possibilities to make that guy Stevenson live, Sam. Most of all, I think America could use a picture like this right now. I'll go along.” When Robert Sherwood heard that, he went to work. He knew Fredric March, too, the kind of man he was. Next morn- ing he could tell Sam Goldwyn, “That did it. I know who Al’s like now and what he does. He’s Fred March.” Any actor who can have that positive an effect on a scenario and on a film, is no mere mime or face maker, no puppet or painted doll. Whenever Fred was around, he was acting himself, acting natural, ad libbing, improving the dialogue, adding a eS Fh ae Te MeL Tp eee ae eins si ly Relig en Bes eens ER natural actions and reactions every time the camera buzzed. A good quarter of all the dialogue in every scene Fred March poked his face in was right out of Fred’s own impromptu response to the scene sit- uation—and almost always Director Wyler snapped the result into the movie. It was Freddie’s spur-of-the-moment inspiration to dance with the waiter when he got ossified at Butch’s. To grab his daughter’s date’s martinis and toss them off when he got nervous. To mix a bromo- seltzer and, in his jitters, start to drink the empty glass. Fred March’s honesty is the key to his character and the secret of his Academy Award. Because he projected every bit of his real self into that part without stint. For years Freddie March has worried— as millions of males, particularly actors, worry—about his retreating hairline. It’s a petty thing, but absolutely human—and what have I been saying about March? At any rate, Freddie swore softly whenever he looked in a mirror and saw his temples deepening. He was touchy about it. But when he had to do a morning-after scene in The Best Years, he searched him- self for something intimate and character- istic that a guy with the hangover glooms would do in the bathroom. Fred knew what he’d do. He’d lift back his thinning locks and gaze dismally at the hair that wasn’t there. So when the scene came up —that’s what he did, although it pained his normal male ego to have to do that before millions of people. z It was the hundreds of prosaic, honest, human touches like that—practically all injected by Fred March himself, that added up to his second Oscar and helped make The Best Years an Academy sweepstakes winner. He brings that same understanding human touch to his work on the stage. And with equal results. Broadway has al- ways been jealous of the movies’ Academy Award system, and many attempts have been made to establish the equivalent of an Oscar to honor stage players, writers and producers. The newest prize, a piece of jewelry dubbed “Tony,” was set up this Spring by the great wartime enter- tainment organization, the American Theater Wing, in memory of the late An- toinette (Tony) Perry, mainspring of the MODERN SCREEN Theater Wing and director ia hi March got a Tony on Easter Sunday “for distinguished service to the Ameri- can stage”’—the service being his master- | ful portrait of Clint Jones in Ruth Gordon’s — play, Years Ago. ‘ If the designation “genius” belongs to any of our current crop of actors, cer- tainly it belongs to Fredric March. But the exacting role of Al Stevenson in Best Years Of Our Lives called for qualities over and above mere histrionic genius. Al Stevenson was a fine man. No acting in the world can produce the illusion of fineness! Understanding people, helping them in a way that never embarrassed them, was Al’s forte. The story of March’s sympathetic yet gracious relations with Harold Russell gives you a rough idea of the extent to which the characters of Al Stevenson and Fredric March overlap. All through the filming of Best Years, Fred March used the understanding of GI psychology he sopped up in his camp shows all over the world to keep Harold Russell relaxed, easy and confident. He knew how much Harold’s part meant to the picture. But it wasn’t only that. It was a natural impulse to treat a guy who'd lost his hands for his country like he wanted to be treated, like Homer wanted to be treated in the picture—like anybody else. No pity, no curiosity, no avoiding the issue or pussy-footing around. March learned this in hospital tours during the war. just be natural... It’s one of the hardest things in the world to do—as everyone around Gold- wyn’s realized, when Harold Russell ar- rived on the lot with his “hooks”—not to be too nice, not to give out with any sym-' pathy for his handicap. Most everyone was a little guilty of that—they couldn’t help it—except Fred. He walked right up to Harold, examined and marvelled at his artificial hands, tried to work them—' brought the handicap right out in the open—even kidded Harold about them and got a grateful grin always in return. | In fact, Fred eased Harold into one of | the funniest—but toughest—scenes to play in the whole picture by a wisecrack about) his handles. That was the bar scene in Butch’s—the one, incidentally, the Aca- demy Award committee picked to show when they handed out the prizes. In that scene, all the principal actors of Best Years came together for the first time at Butch’s, so it was pretty important. Harold had some understandable nerves; it was early in the shooting. He was self- conscious, particularly, because when he picked up his bottle and glass of beer, his artificial grips made a clicking noise on the glass. The noise got his goat several times in the middle of a scene and then he forgot everything, and there had to be a “Cut.” | I don’t know whether Freddie March decided deliberately to do it, or whether it was just an instinct. That's what i sounded like—because right in the middle of the next take, when Harold’s hooks clinked again, Fred cracked, } “Got ’em in high gear now, Homer?” | And right back came Harold with 4 natural GI guy’s retort that certainly) wasn’t in the dialogue—“Naw—they’re inj overdrive.” ; a Fredric March is still one of those plaisj Americans—despite his acting eminence) and Hollywood-Broadway success. That's why he could play one and prove that such; unimportant items as a retreating hairline a few furrows in his face, and a fiftieth birthday coming up next August, reall mean nothing whatever to an actor whos§ heart is young and whose mind is stil] growing. That’s why Freddie March coul¢ prove to himself and to the world t not fifteen years Aeer att right no the best years of his

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EVERYTHING (Continued from page 43) WITH TRICK ENDINGS his wife, Lynn Bari. Later, a preview— _ Lucius Beebe couldn’t have carried it off with more savoir faire. Until the foursome - came out of the theater, after the preview, __and stood waiting for the Lufts’ car to be _ brought around front. ae The attendant looked at them blankly. _ “No ear like that in the lot.” _ Sid is a mild young man, but his car is a Cadillac. “What.do you mean, anyway?” _ he barked. psaeer _ “Your car ain’t there, Mister, is what I _ mean,” the attendant told him. “Who took it to park?” Peter spoke up. “Some kid—he just _ jumped in and yelled, ‘I’ve got it,’ the way _ they always do.” ~- _ “Well, he wasn’t one of our kids,” the attendant said. He said it with finality. i The chagrinned Mr. Lawford turned to @ the beautiful Miss Keyes.. She wasn’t ex- _ actly tapping her foot on the ground with impatience, but Peter imagined that was the next step. : By the time they tracked down the car, they’d been in every police station in Los Angeles. Even then, they had to go bail the bus out, because the law had im- pounded it. Cops had seen this kid driving this big, sleek black job, and they’d picked him up because it didn’t look quite right, and— Mr. Lawford finally got Miss Keyes home. — as “Tt was a lovely evening,” she said armingly, being the well-mannered girl she is. _ A week afterward, somebody asked Peter how the date had gone. ' “Qh, I made some impression,” he said. “She turned around and eloped with John Huston, two days later.” i _ Trick endings, all the time. ~ When he slips his feet out of his mocca- ins, in the M-G-M commissary, and slips them on again, a little later, he finds some happy-hearted little friend has filled them wi soda-crackers. Everything with a ¢runch. = _ Or a ring, in the case of the telephone. His phone used to ring one hundred and fifty times a day, and Lady Lawford, who’s hever learned how to be rude to people, found herself spending three-quarters of her time explaining to some young fan how many teeth Peter had when he was seven and a half months old. x s * private number... Moving into their new home, recently, the Lawfords breathed a sigh of satisfac- . New house, new phone number. ivate number, too, by agreement with the telephone company. Nobody could get it. Their first day in, the phone never stopped whining. eter came home from work, and his Mmother met him at the door, exhausted. “I really don’t know what to do,” she said. _ He picked up the receiver and dialed In- “formation. “Can you give me Peter Law- ford’s phone number?” : “Of course.” The lady on the phone was Ever so cooperative. “Just a minute, it’s—” And she told him. “Thank you so much,” he said, hanging and plucking a grey hair out of his One hell of a confidential number was. ze summer day Pete was wading out he Sy when he glimpsed a woman further. il the water was up he noticed she He went a little further; © mes else eae an autograph book over her ead. “You got a pencil?” she said brightly. It would have been a swell spot for an under-water fountain pen gag. Sometimes, he wonders about autograph hunters. It isn’t that fans aren’t delightful people, but queer things happen. Like the night he was with Frankie. Frank had on his usual bow-tie, and he and Peter were surrounded by kids. Sud- denly, two of the kids took up stands on either side of Frank, and each one grabbed an end of his tie. They yanked so hard, his feet almost left the ground, and he started to turn purple. Peter beat them off. “What do you think this is, a taffy pull?” Afterward, he kidded Frank. “Maybe this’ll teach you to wear ties like other human beings. If you want to get ahead, why don’t you model yourself after some- body like me?” - “Thanks,” Frank said drily. “I haven’t got the strength.” Peter does give the impression of a Mix- master in full swing. Take a Saturday he spent not long ago— He didn’t have to go into the studio, and he had a date with Lana Turner for that evening. Now any right-minded gent would sim- ply sit back and think about Lana Turner until it was time to go get her. _ Not Peter. He got up, and showered, and had breakfast, and kissed his mother good- bye. “Don’t answer the phone,” he said. “Tl see you later.” Then he went down to Van Johnson’s— . the Johnsons have a wonderful new tennis court—and dragged Van away from his coffee. They batted the ball around for a couple of hours, and then sat down to rest. Van got up presently. “Going to hop in the swosl. Want to?” “ re) > Dead silence. Then: “Think I'll go down to the beach. I don’t like pools.” Van watched him go, and wiped ‘his brow. Imagine tearing off to the beach, when there was a pool at your disposal. The energetic Mr. Lawford had, by this time, disappeared in his red car, and a cloud of dust. His red car is just about the most exciting thing that ever happened to him. Its mother was a convertible coupe, and its father was a sturdy station wagon, and it inherited the best features of both. When he first acquired it, he was the MODERN SCREEN worst date in town. He was out with Ava Gardner this one time, and she was talk- ing, and he was giving her half-witted answers. People who go out with Ava Gardner generally do better than that, so she was beginning to get irritable. Not only was he giving her half-witted answers, but he kept getting up, excusing himself, and leaping out the front door. hen he came back after about the fourth or fifth time, Ava looked at him coldly. “Is there something out there I ought to know about?” He shook his head, feeling sheepish. “It’se the car. I just wanted to see if she was-all right.” “She’s doing better than I am,” Ava ob- served. But getting back to that Saturday morn- ing—Peter drove away from Van’s, and sped down toward the beach. After a swim, he had lunch at a little restaurant, and then he figured he might as well go home. On the way he slowed down for a guy trying to hitch a ride. “Get in.” The car whizzed forward, top down, sun shining, air clean and warm. Peter had his radio tuned to the opera being broadcast from the Metropolitan in New York, and he felt great. He turned to his companion, who was fidgeting. “Don’t you like opera?” “Oh, sure,” the man said. “I love it.” Twenty minutes later, he spoke again. “But could -we switch stations for a minute? I want to know who won the third race at Santa Anita.” Trick endings, even to Bizet. Peter got home late, as usual. He’s al- ways late, and he always thinks he’s early, and he always acts hurt about the whole business. “You're taking Lana to dinner?” Lady Lawford asked him. “You'll have to hurry.” He arrived at Lana’s precisely forty minutes behind schedule, and she’s not a girl men keep waiting. : “You're late,” she said looking very beautiful. “Nope,” he said. “I’m Lawford.” (This is borrowed from Mortimer Snerd, Charlie McCarthy’s friend. He says “nope, I’m Mortimer,” to everything.) Peter gazed at Lana. “You're lovely.” “Nope,” she said. “I’m Lana.” ‘ They were still giggling, half an hour later. They laugh all the time they’re to- gether, just because they’re both young and good-looking and pleased with them-

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Peter did every bit of the decor- ating himself. He has an uncanny memory for color. When he and Keenan Wynn went East for a personal appearance tour, they stopped in Chicago. Peter walked into Keenan’s room one morning. “How about coming out with me? I want to look for some lamp shades.” Keenan went along, and it wasn’t until Peter was telling the clerk to send him two of those maroon and gray lampshades, that it occurred to Keenan that this was a highly irregular process. “What makes you think they'll match your other stuff?” he asked him. “Nobody can carry color in his head.” “T can,’ said Peter. -When he and Keenan and the lamp- shades got home, he proved his point. The drapes and the shades looked as though Ouse they had come from the same dye lot. Now every time Keenan enters the house, he bows reverently to the shades, to Peter, and to the East. Over at M-G-M, these days, Peter’s making Good News. It’s his first big musi- cal; that is, the first, in which he’s sung and danced all the way through. He comes home some nights so hoarse he feels like Gravel Gertie. There’s one number in French, that he and June Allyson do together, and Junie goes around wailing about it. “His accent’s so good,” she tells people. “And mine’s so awful. Why does his accent have to be so good?” They explain it to her. “He never spoke English until he was five years old,” they say. “T don’t care.” Junie’s off again, her small face mournful. “Why does his ac- cent have to be so good?” One of Peter’s best friends at M-G-M is a little dancer named Jean Coine. Now and then, in the commissary, Peter looks at her contemplatively. “I might even marry you someday,” he says. She flashes him a grin, over a bowl of soup. “I'll keep you in mind.” It goes that way. Cracks with your lunch, and crackers with your shoes, and beer on your head. : Some Saturday nights, when things have been almost too hectic during the week, Peter has a few of the kids out to the house for a quiet party. Therell be Keenan, and the Lufts, and Ava, and Marilyn Maxwell— And you know what they like to do best? Play word games! Everything with trick endings. CARY, CARY QUITE CONTRARY (Continued from page 55) he countered with that famous quizzical, bewildered-little-boy-smile which knocks all women for loops. And I may say about that time my resistance was low, too, and I’m not easily swayed. “Now, now, Florabel,’ he remonstrated. “You know I’m not going to answer that question. How would you like to hear about the party we’re getting up tonight to give Dame May Whitty some laughs?” So I heard about the party and it gives you an idea of what a sweet, thoughtful guy Cary is. Recently Dame Whitty was saddened by the death of her husband, the noted actor, Ben Webster. Her outward show of courage doesn’t fool her friends. Cary heard that Frederick Lonsdale, the playwright, had invited her to dinner at La Rue on the Strip. When she arrived, she had not one escort, but ten of the most charming men in Hollywood, all rounded up by Grant, who was there himself, of course. After that I steered the conversation back to Betty. What did he think of her? What sort of girl is she? “All women are angels,” he said. “Ts Betty an angel?” I asked. “T don’t like to talk about any one else for publication. I would dislike having a girl tell the world what she thought about me, so I’ll have to give her the same breaks I would want.” Around Hollywood, Cary has the reputa- tion of being the man nobody really knows. Not because he is a recluse who walks alone, avoiding people. On the contrary, he probably has more friends than any other actor in the business. But he doesn’t throw wide the portals of his innermost | soul and invite those friends to speculate to their hearts’ content on what is revealed there. He doesn’t give the appearance of being secretive at all. In fact, he seems so frank and open that he disarms you completely. You feel that he is telling all, but when you go away you realize how little he has told. However, under a rapid fusillade of questions, it is difficult to keep up one’s guard all the time. I managed to get a few quick glimpses into the mind of this quite often bewildered fellow, clad in the armor of extraordinary masculine |} ¢: attractiveness in a world of prowling females. As everyone knows, such an armor has more holes in it than Swiss cheese. Some people suspect that Cary is con- |} I know he} sciously playing hard-to-get. isn’t because he hasn’t the guile called for to be either a Don Juan or a male coquette. I think he’s going to marry Betty one day. I say that because I know that he has to have two qualities in a wife. First, she must be willing, and have the know-how, to create a home for him; second, she has to- submerge herself in his career. What must not be forgotten is that Cary has made two passes already at marital happiness and mufied both. He thought he had found what he was searching for in Barbara Hutton, the “poor little rich girl,’ } whose life was so pathetically cramped by her millions that she couldn’t possibly have had anything but a distorted view of any} Cary hadj}*y human relations. Previously, taken a terrific jolt straight to the button from Cupid when he fell head over heels§t in love and married beauteous, captivating Virginia Cherrill, who eventually left him| to wed into the British nobility. ] And so, when and if he and Betty Hen- sel speak the vows that bind them to one another, he will have found matrimonial serenity only after much trial and error— G

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14, 1945, the lovely daughter . and Mrs: Emil R. Hensel, of St. _ Louis society, was scheduled to become the war bride of a lieutenant, whose family is of New York society. The invitations to the wedding had gone out. Betty had even had her wedding gown made, of traditional ivory satin. A few days before the ceremony was to have been performed, Betty went to St. Vin- cent’s Hospital in Los Angeles. Gossip buzzed and fluttered. Hollywood insiders knew that there was a great mutual at- traction between Betty and Cary, who had been squiring her to lots of parties after _his separation from Barbara. Mrs. Hensel announced that Betty, whose real name is Mary Elizabeth, had suffered a nervous collapse. Here was something _ that had all the elements of a romantic mystery. The public, expertly abetted by Hollywood’s horde of professional gossips, found its appetite whetted. Cary helped it _ along by hiding from reporters and when he was finally corralled for a statement, all he gave out with was: “Nothing to say.” Mrs. Hensel announced flatly that there was no romance between her daughter and the dashing movie actor. “We’ve known him for years, but there is nothing to that gossip,’ she said. “Just deny everything, please.” ; _ After a decent interval had elapsed, _ Betty began to be seen around with Cary i again. Both avoided columnists and re- porters. Last Christmas, the talk was re- vived with a terrific bang when Betty, in St. Louis, was seen wearing a ea diamond ring. Yes, she admitted, the ring | was a gift from Cary. Was it an engage- || ment ring? Oh, no, not an engagement ring | at all. Justa little Christmas remembrance. ' Naturally, no one believed her. When Cary finished The Bachelor and _ the Bobbysoxer at RKO, he went on a long gallivanting air tour with his close ey Howard. 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They’re never quite sure, but they always have the feeling that they know me. Hughes and I had lots of fun that way on our air trips. At Houston, Texas, Howard’s home town, I met a druggist and we struck up a conversation. He was sure he had met me at an Elks’ convention. At the end of our talk, I said to him, ‘You know, you never really met me at an Elks’ convention, I’m an actor and I guess you must have seen me on the screen.’ He said well, maybe I was right, but he wasn’t sure. Never inquired my name. He didn’t care whether I was a movie actor or not, and I loved that.” Cary explains that he has no bitterness against bobby soxers or autograph hunters, but the trouble is, crazy, hysterical, or downright malicious people pose in these characters and make a star’s life miserable. That’s why he’s adamant in his deter- mination to give no autographs. It seems*a shame that stars like Cary, who really love people, are forced into such an ‘really. And I still think Id risk maybe attitude. But wae ce d Count Haugwitz Rev alk freely about Barbara while he that famous legal tug-of-war over the custody of their child, Lance. He said he pitied poor Cary because it was inevitable that his marriage with the five-and-dime heiress would end on the rocks. He said he believed Barbara would never find happiness with any man because her whole - life and upbringing had bred in her an |& irremovable suspicion that all people wanted from her was her money. Cary Grant never needed her money. All he wanted from Barbara was a home. That seems to be what he has been searching for all his life. His parents were separated when he was a very young boy and he spent his formative years in a boarding school. This background gave | him a great understanding of Barbara’s |~ little boy Lance, so that he and the kid got along famously together. I think Cary would like to have a little boy of his own. He told me he likes children because they can drift into the world of make-believe so easily. These are the things he will undoubtedly ask from the next girl he marries: a place to light, a place to go away from on long travel jaunts, a place in which to contemplate. A woman who BS will let him be himself. . But he’s not playing hard to get. Not |™® hy [ ie eight to five that one day there'll be a |#* third Mrs. Cary Grant, and the name on /|# the marriage license will be Mary Eliz- abeth Hensel. LIFE CAN BE BEAUTIFUL (Continued from page 52) ° plays she wanted to see. At the last mo- ment, radio work in Hollywood had interfered. Her voice was warm and laughing when she answered his long distance phone call. “Bill darling, why aren’t you at the theater?” “Oh, plays! Are the kids all right?” “Of course. West took a bridge lamp apart today with a screw-driver he found somewhere.” “My .son’s a mechanic, at the age of three. Is Dee-Dee still practicing ballet like crazy?” Dee-Dee, whose real name is Virginia, is nine, and is Ardis’ daughter by her first husband. But there was another very im- portant member of the family to ask about—the baby. “How’s Scott?” Scott, who looks like Bill. Who’s still so/new you don’t quite believe in him. Ten months old. Ardis’ voice softened. “He’s wonderful. He sits there and smiles all the while, and manages «to look like a little old Irishman happily watching the world go by.” Bill laughed. “I wish I was calm and placid like Scott. He’s going to be the sort of person I always wanted to be.” “T like you as you are, darling.” “It?s a good thing,” Bill said wryly. “I guess it’s too late for me to change.” He has changed, though. The Army changed him. The Army was tough for Bill, as it is for-everyone. He started out _ as a private and emerged as a first lieu- tenant. He got his commission by going through Officers’ Candidate School, and he still wakes up in a cold sweat some- times, thinking about it. He could hardly wait! _ Disillusionment came fast. He had his first warning of what was to come when Clark Gable dropped in to see him the coe he TEN od in Mi Cla ras “The boys’ll ride you to death because you're a picture star,” Clark warned him. “!'m in the Army under the name of Beedle. You happened to recognize me as I came in, but no one else will.” ~ * “I wouldn’t want to bet on that,” Clark |?" said, with his flashing grin. “They have a sort of hazing system with the new guys [> here, and an officer can come into your ff" room any hour of the day or night and /P'4 rea you stand at attention as long as he |,‘ es “Why would they come in in the night bi and do that?” Bill was bewildered. gr “They call it discipline,’ Clark told him. /* 4 As it turned out, Clark’s visit focused |S attention on Bill, and he was immediately recognized as Holden of the movies. For } the next forty-eight hours, Bill spent most | of his time day and night standing at | attention! Another time, his: “record” as Holden of the movies almost got him shot at sun- jj rise. Shortly after graduation, he was | ordered to escort a man from Pratt-Whit- ney and another man from Sikorski through the plant where the then top- secret B-32’s were being made. Bill’s orders were made out for Lieutenant | Beedle, as usual. He picked up the men at their hotel and | drove them out to the plant, where a| public relations colonel and a very Regular | Army major general were waiting for them. | They had to sign in and Bill, who wasn’t | used to chumming around with generals, | : signed nervously and without thinking— | io “William Holden.” They had progressed halfway down the § main floor of the plant, inspecting the | machinery, when two men marched up| behind Bill and a him By, the shoulders. ie OW ar

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nia Sa t for Beedle, but X Ww you say you're aey eyed him with a look that ure a Nazi spy and you might as well admit it now.” “But I am both,” Bill told them, crimson with embarrassment. “Don’t be a fool,” the general said irritably. “You can’t be two people.” _The public relations colonel interposed. “This is Lieutenant Beedle, sir, but he’s actually—I mean he used to be—William Holden, the movie star.” : pa who's holden... | “Never heard of him. Never go to movies,” the general barked. “Better get your name settled one way or another, young man, before you end up in the guardhouse.” _ “Yes, sir,’ Bill said. He did it, too, and is now legally William Holden. When Bill came out of the Army, he was dubious about what would happen next. But it turned out to be simple enough. Paramount put him right into Dear Ruth, with Joan Caulfield. And there he was playing a first lieutenant in the Air Force—just what he had actually been. Type-casting, that’s what it was. His next picture was Blaze Of Noon. It’s the story of the Air Mail, back in the days when flying a mail plane was prac- tically a form of suicide. There were, actually, forty pilots who started out on the Air Mail route, and out of that forty, thirty-one were killed. _ Blaze Of Noon takes four brothers and follows them in their career as pilots. ey are played by Bill, Sonny Tufts, Sterling Hayden and Johnny Sands. ’ Bill never was a pilot in the war, al- peoveh he traveled over 200,000 miles by ir. : [ One experience he had in flying during he war came in handy to make a scene in the picture extra convincing. His plane as beginning to ice up and naturally he’s ‘supposed to be pretty scared, as who wouldn’t? So he got to thinking about a time during the war when they were flying B-24 out of Los Angeles over Guadalupe ss, and they ran into a fog that was about the consistency of jellied soup. Bill Saw ice start to form on the wings, and he ‘thought, “That’s all, brother.” ‘The pilot, he remembered, grinned at him and said “I ought to.give you a towel, ud. You sure are sweating it out.” And re enough, when Bill raised a hand to s head it was dripping wet. : | |So when Bill came to make that icing up iS} 1 SAW IT HAPPEN Were it not for the fact that my brother’s name is Perry, my adven= _ ture might never have occurred. It happened on a crowded subway. Somehow I be- came separated from my little brother, Perry. ! When I finally caught sight of him, I ‘called out his name. “Are you calling ‘me, honey?” a voice nearby asked. I turned and looked in the voice’s di- ||| rection. What I saw wasn't the Perry ‘| I'd been calling for, but I forgot about ' my brother for the moment. It was ‘none other than Perry Como. He grinned, then called out, “Oh, Lana,” and, said, “See, it doesn’t work for Cara uf |e scene in the picture, he got hold of a fur- lined flying suit, and drank a quart of hot water before he went up. The timing was good, and the ice formed on the plane and the sweat on Bill’s forehead in perfect synchronization! Bill’s next picture is to be a Western. He’s a good rider, fortunately—has ridden all his life. But he’s given up admitting it since it got him into a jam one time. He was in Arizona on location for a picture. A man from Tucson came out to the set one day, and watched. “Pretty good, aren’t you?” he said to Bill. “Oh, I’m used to horses,” Bill admitted airily, © > “That’s fine. I’m from the University of Arizona and we’re putting on a horse- show Friday. It would add a lot to the show to have a movie star in one of the contests. How about letting me enter you for Musical Chairs?” Musical Chairs, Bill thought. That’s the old game where you have one less chair than you have people, and everyone runs for a seat when the music stops. Seemed like a funny kind of contest for a horse show but Bill said certainly, he’d be glad to enter. “Do you have your own horse?” the man asked. : “Horse? No, but I can gét into town bycarwon. “T mean to ride in the contest,” the man explained patiently. It seems this was an equine version of Musical Chairs, and it demanded considerable skill as a rider. Bill tried to get out of it on the grounds that he had no horse. : “Tl lend you one of my cow ponies,” the man said. é “This one better be a musical genius, too,” Bill said grimly. He spent the next few days worrying about the show. He didn’t ask much—just not to be the first one eliminated. It would look so silly to have them announce “Here is the Holly- wood star, Bill Holden,” and then be the first one out of the game. He’d never live it down. ° Fortunately, the pony lent to him was smarter than any three people, and Bill -won the contest. He had a wonderful time, and the college kids cheered him till he almost died of embarrassment. That’s typical of Bill. give me the simple life... Since Bill: came out of the Army, the Holdens have been living a quiet, peaceful life, with a few “gay” evenings on the town. Of course, there are times when Ardis, who was a success on the screen as Brenda Marshall, gets a longing to go back into pictures, or to do a play. She comes to Bill, all excited. : “Bill darling, so-and-so has a part in a play for me. It’s a beautiful part, but it would mean going to New York. What do you think?” His answer is standard by now. “I think you ought to do it, dear. Wire’ him okay - and start packing right away.” And, as far as he’s concerned, there’s nothing more to say. But somehow Ardis doesn’t get around to sending the wire. Bill pretends not to notice this, and is very surprised when Ardis comes in the living room one eve- ning, and announces, “I’ve made up my mind. I’m not going!” : “Why not? What’s wrong?” he asks innocently. “T just went in and looked at Scott asleep. You know darn well I can’t leave the kids—and you—you wouldn’t know how to take care of yourselves.” “T know darn well I don’t want you to,” he says softly. “We’ve been apart too much at is. Stick around, honey, this MAKES SWEEPING CHANGE Greaseless Suppository Gives Continuous Medication For Hours Easy To Carry If Away From Home! Here’s one of the most effective and satisfactory methods ever discovered for intimate feminine cleanliness— easier—daintier—more convenient— SO POWERFUL yet SO SAFE to tissues. It’s called—Zonitors. Positively Non-Irritating; Non-Smarting Zonitors are greaseless, stainless, snow-white vaginal suppositories, They are not the type which quickly melt away. 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Is that good?” % song without words. . “To the tune of a nice new refrigerator, washing machine and mangle,’ Johnnie told her, “that is very good, my sweet.” The day before they were to leave Chi- cago, Johnnie noticed that Katy wasn’t singing with hér usual spark; that the big dark eyes looking up at him during their duets had a glazed, unseeing look. Sud- denly, right in the middle of a song, she stopped singing. She didn’t mean to, but when she reached into her head for the. words, they weren’t there. Johnnie picked them up so quickly that no one in the audience noticed, and he sang his own lyrics plus all of hers, including one utterly female line about “going home to mother.” When the curtain came down, Kathryn stood there and laughed till she cried. “Imagine a man going home to mother—” she wept, and then there was pain written on her face and, abruptly, there were no more tears. “What’s the matter, baby,’ Johnnie asked her gently. “There’s a sore place on my side.” A sore place! Department of under- statement. Johnnie and Alice Weil, Kath- ryn’s secretary, took her to a doctor, and inside of twenty minutes he was operating on an abscess. She didn’t want an anes- thetic because there was one more show to do that night, and she didn’t want to be groggy. She just hung on to Alice’s hand, and Alice cried, but she didn’t. When it was over the doctor said, “Lady, you’re a better man than I am.” They opened in Cincinnati next day, and there was a blizzard again. “No one’ll come out to see us in this,” Johnnie gloomed. (He’s the worry-wart.) “Oh, someone will,” Katy said. (She never worries. Doesn’t know what stage- _ fright is.) Needless to say, Cincinnati’s Albee The- ater was jammed to the rafters. That was a good week, all told. They stayed at the Netherland-Plaza, and the food and ser- vice were indescribable. The fans were wonderful, and the college boys in town voted Kathryn their Dream Girl. There was just one bad time, when one of the comedians in one of the acts that was ap- pearing with them failed to show up, and Johnnie had to go on in his place. He had no script, and he has no idea what he said, but Kathryn claims he was hilarious. “Why they screamed over him,” she reports, and she’s much more impressed than if he’d sung at the Met. The next town was Hartford, Conn., and Katy and Alice had really looked forward to that. From the time they left home, Hartford was kind of a beacon, an oasis. On the strength of having seen Christmas In Connecticut some time before, they’d packed peasant skirts and ballet slippers in order to be right in the swim. And, of course, they arrived in a blizzard. “Worst one in twenty-six years,” the taxi driver boasted. “Yessir, she’s a-shore comin’ down.” They could have smashed him. It was a nice town, nonetheless, with the smilingest, friendliest sort of people, and Kathryn” came away loving all Hartford- ites except two: the plumbers who banged on pipes beginning around five a.m. in the. wall directly adjacent to her bed, and who never did get the much-advertised “hot and cold running water in every room” running. Boston came next, and that was fun. Getting lost on the silly narrow little streets, finding cute places to eat, listening to those wonderful accents. The lads from Tufts College and Boston University and Harvard kept Kathryn’s dressing-room filled with flowers, and had the phone rung down asking for dates. One morning, they got a call asking them to appear at the opening of the March of Dimes Drive, and they said “Sure.” They hurried over in a cab between shows, and when they arrived, they saw that the streets were lined with people and that there was hardly an inch of space for them to get through to the building, It was all sort of terrifying and strange. No police- men to hold back the crowd. Nothing offi- cial-looking about it at all. People clawed at the buttons on Kathryn’s $325 suit, pushed their faces right up into her face. ~ When one kindly little old lady, with no doubt the best intentions in the world sud- denly extended a long, bony hand and muttered, “God bless you, dearie,” Kath- ryn’s nerves snapped. She jumped straight up in the air and finished plowing through the crowd with foolish tears pouring down her face. Of course, it eventually turned out that it wasn’t the March of Dimes opening at all. A brand new dress shop had simply figured out a way to get itself some high-priced publicity—for free. Johnnie and Kathryn felt pretty let down about it, and their agents were really burned. They sent the dress shop a bill for Johnnie and Kathryn’s services, and what- ever they collect will go to the March of imes. rest cure... When they finished at the Boston-RKO, they trained back home to Hollywood for a quick peek at Julie and at Katy’s house that is in the throes of being remodeled. En route, they hardly saw each other. Katy stayed in her compartment and slept and read dozens of twenty-five cent Dell mysteries; Johnnie stayed in his and ate chocolates. It was a rest cure they both needed badly, and when they got home they felt marvelous, and they were so happy they wanted to shout. Standing in front of the lovely, substantial, English- style house that they’ll share after their marriage next September first, Katy felt all out of breath with excitement. “Johnnie,” she whispered. “It looks so un- Hollywood. It looks so doggone perma- nent.” She held his arm tight, and they both knew that they were making the . same wish ... Let this be for always. The house itself is testimony to the fact that this is no scatterbrained young pair marrying in haste. They hope to have four children, and they’ve set aside rooms in | cs = | the house for that many. The boys will | sleep on the third floor in a room with | built-in bunks. “Let’s not have it nautical though, do | How | you think, darling?” Johnnie shakes his head. é “No.

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' And one of the easiest ways to build just such a cash reserve is buying U.S. Savings Bonds on the Payroll Savings _ Plan! _ What’s more, the money you save in “Bonds buckles right down and starts “making more money—in just 10 years you get back $100 for every $75 you put in today. | So keep on buying Bonds on the peeve Plan. Buy all the extra Bonds "you can, at any bank or post office. And | remember, every Bond you buy plays a part in keeping the U, S. strong and : even sound! : aL Te eee _ Save the easy way..buy your _bonds through payroll savings ntributed oy this magazine in about. ranch-style?- ther and cowhide and stuff.” “Mmm, And here's room for sort of a dormitory for when they bring the bunch home to visit later on.’ This, you can see, is definitely no short- term contract. The house is entirely free from the usual Hollywood gimmicks. Instead of the cus- tomary tricky little bar, there is a beautiful walnut-paneled library with book-shelves to the ceiling and low, comfortable couches. There is a sewing-room—which is a-bit of an innovation out that way. There are trees of every description, and Katy is familiar with them all. “Tmagine,” an Hastern friend marveled one day. “Just picking an avocado and devouring it on the spot.” “Oh, but- you don’t do that,’ Katy said, her bright, pretty face earnest. “You keep them packed in flour until they get ripe.” “Why, Katy Grayson,” the friend said, eyeing her with awe. “You’re all domesti- cated!” She is, too. She loves to look at drapery material and fuss with wall colors. She’s such good friends with the painters and the other men working around the place that when she and Johnnie went back East to wind up the tour, they wrote her letters to let her know how they were doing, and one of them took pictures of the house and sent them to her. The end of the tour made up for all the rough spots that had gone before. Not that there wasn’t a blizzard—there was a beau- ty; not that Johnnie didn’t get laryngitis— he got it like crazy. But just the same, New York was wonderful. For one thing, the people at the Capitol Theater, remember- ing Kathryn’s last personal appearance stint, had arranged a really divine dress- ‘ing-room for her, had even given it a name—Grayson’s Inn. Last time she kept skipping out between shows to get snacks or to have her nails done, and, being Katy, she had often overstayed herself and missed the show. This time she didn’t have to budge for a thing. They installed an elec- tric stove and an icebox, a radio, pretty chintz curtains and a spread for the couch. The fans in New York were such nice kids, with their shining eyes and their thoughtful gifts. Three of them gave her a heavenly cyclamen negligee. Another one gave her a handsome gold compact. (She doesn’t use powder, did you know? So she keeps her penicillin pills in it.) All of them gave her a warm, lump-in-the-throat feel- ing. To think they cared enough about her to want to come back-stage and talk to her. To think they were grown-up enough to wish Johnnie and her happiness. Yes, New York was a good deal. The Essex House, with its sweeping view of Central Park, was perfect. The additional personal appearance offers were dazzling. London wanted them; Paris wanted them; there was even a bid from J ohannesburg, South Africa! The shows and the stores were superb. But both Johnnie and Kath- ryn are honest enough to admit that half the charm of New York was that it was the end of the line. After New York they could sit down and count their gold, and then go on that long-awaited shopping binge. After New York, what’s more, they could buy two tickets back home! JULY ISSUE Better warn your newsdealer to wear his slicker next June 13, when our July issue goes on sale. 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She knew he could keep the simple theme believable and full of power by virtue of his sensitive understanding of the theme and his great knack for attention to detail. “The selection of Alma Mac Crory to play the part of Belle is typical of Mitch’s genius,’ Olivia says. “Alma had been Mitch’s cutter for years, and a number of actresses had been considered for Belle before Mitch had the sudden inspiration. I don’t know of another case in which any- one without previous acting experience has turned in so remarkable a perfor- mance. “People have asked me what I con- sidered the most difficult and moving scene in the picture. I think it is the point at which I have to tell Jody that he is adopted, and the child rushes out, locking himself in the bathroom. original sitter-... “T used to be a ‘sitter’ for my mother’s friends on bridge nights, long before the term was used. I was also extremely fond of Geraldine Fitzgerald’s little boy, Michael. I think that the realism of this scene can be credited to some extent to a genuine concern I have had for the prob- lems that loom so large in the life of a child. ‘ “And, of course, little Billy Ward, who played the role, almost broke the heart of everyone on the set.” Olivia was a problem child to camera- man Danny Fapp to whom she gives a full share of credit for her award-winning work. She is so absent-minded when con- centrating that she frequently fails to re- spond to her own name. Leisen dubbed her “Moonglow.” So great was her preoccu- pation that she frequently turned her back to the camera. Mitch turned to Danny after one par- ticularly good take and said, “How was it, Danny?” Mr. Fapp pulled one eye away from the camera range finder and ex- claimed, “It was wonderful—perfect. The only trouble is that Moonglow didn’t get on the film.” Her performance was enhanced, too, by the makeup of Bill- Wood. After long conferences, it was decided that Olivia should play a woman of forty-six as such a woman would actually be, and not become the glamorized, typical movie version of a female whose hair has turned white with grief. She did try on a white wig just once. When she walked on the set in an evening gown, the crew took one look at the glamor wig and whistles broke out spon- taneously. “Believe it or not,” Olivia declares, “That was the first timesin my life that I had ever been whistled at. I can hardly wait until I am forty-six. Imagine the trouble I am going to give my husband.’: Not that Olivia hadn’t already given Marcus Goodrich, her husband, his share of trouble. Goodrich elaborated on the in- credible disturbances Oscar creates as we sat by the pool of the quiet and beautiful Hotel La Quinta in the desert some twenty miles outside Palm Springs. He and Olivia came there a few days after the evening of the Academy Award presentations to escape the incessant telephone calls which One particularly exasperating — well- wisher had the habit of calling up, and | when Olivia answered the telephone he simply remained silent as she ees her-— self to death. Goodrich had seen To Each “His Own, just a few months before he and Olivia were married. He reminded himself to tell Olivia when next they met that s] served the Academy Oscar. — ; “The trouble was,” he sai hat 3 already being told that Be: dezers on people. I knew how important the win- ning would be to her, and it became my job to discourage the idea to prevent a possible disappointment. 2 “He did, too,” Olivia broke in. “He pointed out just how the voting would go so that in the end the Oscar would waltz off with Rosalind Russell.” Then, Roz wrecked this logic by bonne’ ing into Olivia at a p and exclaiming, “How’s it going to feel to clutch Oscar in your palm? You're going to win it, you know. Not I I'll get it some other time, but this year it’s yours,” Author Goodrich was acutely aware of his bride’s preoccupation with Oscar. Un- fortunately, those who love her turned militant in their hopes that she would win. And as the day of the award approached, Mr. Goodrich discovered himself rapidly becoming regarded as an arch enemy of Olivia’s staunch Supporters. “For instance,” he recalled, “there was the violence with which Curt Frings (Olivia’s agent) regarded my calm assur- ances that she didn’t have a chance. Curt is a former lightweight boxing champion, | so you can realize the risk I took in weighing my campaign to soften the blo for Olivia if the worst should happen.” The night before the awards, Olivia pre- tended to sleep, but was such a bad acres | that her husband finally snapped on lights and hauled out the Chinese pees board. They played on until neither on could any longer keep an eye propp open. : ; Next morning, she had a eall fro % i ¢ 8 a | Leonore Weaver, who had done her hai all through To Each His Own. Leonor wanted to do it again for the Academy, and this gesture stopped Olivia’s heart for a long beat. Enveloped in a light, numb haze, Olivia | sat down to an early dinner with her hus- band and close friends at the home of Mr. Charley Brackett, who started all agony by bringing Olivia the a in the first place. it's not all gravy... Olivia didn’t remember much about the | dinner, except the point at which Brackett passed the gravy. She saw | fumble, and like a stop action photo im saw the gravy arrested in mid-air. it exploded all down the front of her pale f blue, strapless evening gown. oy The other guests were superb. Emer-_ gency repairs were effected. She w wrapped to the neck in napkins—eight be exact—to prevent further accident. conversation now naturally turned to t# subject of the great amount of ill luck tha seems to befall Academy Award winners “Most of them,” Mr. Brackett m sadly, “either never again amount to much in pictures, or they are divorced by the mates. But I'm) sure eee like that happen to you.” Miss De Havi 7 j

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I could almost read the thoughts racing through his mind—at least that’s what I imagined. “I was positive that, when the fatal en- velope was opened and someone else’s name was read off, he would leap to his feet and shout, ‘We demand a recount!’ “When the blinding moment came, Mar- cus leaned over and said to me, just be- fore Ray Milland began the announce- ment, ‘Be sure to straighten out the back of your dress when you walk up to the platform.’ 3 “Then my name was called. “When it was over, I started off the stage —the wrong way. I whispered to Ray Milland, ‘How do I get out of here?’ “Don’t worry, Ray answered, brightly. ‘Just keep going the way you’re headed. It may not be right, but it’s shortest.’ “‘Isn’t it a wonderful feeling,’ Olivia exclaimed. ‘It really feels wonderful to win, doesn’t it, Ray?’ “Tt sure does,’ Ray answered. ‘But you couldn’t have lost. If I’d seen anyone else’s name on that slip of paper I’d have called out OLIVIA DE HAVILLAND any- way!’ ” Somehow, the Goodrichs pushed through the mob and back to their apartment. Marcus had invited some friends over for a champagne supper. This was to have been Olivia’s “consolation party.” Flowers and telegrams poured into the room. One huge bouquet of three dozen red roses arrived. The card attached was from Bette Davis. It read: “One dozen for To Each His Own. Two dozen for The Dark Mirror.” Olivia wanted to cry a little. Strange, the influence a man named Oscar can have over a woman. When Marcus Goodrich-began to pack for their trip to the desert, Olivia handed him the gleaming statuette. “Don’t tell me,’ he exclaimed, “that we're going to take that along, too!” Olivia’s expression was one of dark- eyed incredulity. “Of course,” she retorted. “It took me twelve years to get Oscar, and I’m not going to leave him now!” TIME ON MY HANDS (Continued from page 60) it’s drafty. 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If the little guy did happen to wake up and give him that, “Where’s Mommy?” routine— well, he’d do something desperately fool- ish maybe—like grabbing Pete and calling a cab to the airport. The truth was, Glenn missed Ellie twice as much as Pete did. He’d been between pictures when Ellie left on her dancing tour. With time on his hands. He drove her to the train, piled her compartment on the Streamliner (City of Los Angeles) high with flowers. Then Ellie kissed him and said, “Now, go. I don’t want to see your face looking sad like a St. Bernard’s when the train pulls out.” So, he gave her SR ethee hug and left. Halfway down the ramp he glanced at his watch. He had five minutes more! He galloped back up. Ellie was taking off her hat and reaching for a book. She reached for Glenn instead, and they said good-bye all over again. When the train pulled out, Glenn didn’t know what he wanted to do—but he knew he didn’t want to go home. He talled up some pals—Watson Webb, Mark Stevens, Bob Walker. Nobody was home, of course. He dragged into the Lincoln and moped along out Sunset Boulevard toward the studio. He wasn’t thinking of much of anything, certainly not what his speed- ometer said. It said 45 m.p.h. The siren sounded and he pulled over. “Listen, young fella—”’ began the cop. He spied,the streamlined job that Glenn had cut down himself at home. When he recognized Glenn, he said, “Gosh, I thought you were one of those hot rod kids. There’s a drive on, you know. You weren’t really going very fast—but Ill have to give you a ticket now.” western union casanova... The first week was the hardest, and he started haunting Western Union. One morning, Glenn breezed into the WU office busting with things to say. The girl spread his scribble-packed yellow sheets on the desk and starting counting with her pencil. Pretty soon her face took on a rapt look, like she was reading “Forever Amber.” His cheeks burned. “Here, gimme,” croaked Glenn, grabbing the lengthy, impulsive wire. He dashed off a new one: “Dear Ellie. Miss you. Hope you are well. Love. Glenn.” He was talking to Ellie that next night long distance in Buffalo. He caught him- self saying the things he’d written first in that telegram he’d torn up. Suddenly Glenn heard an operator’s sigh cut in on the conversation. He realized with horror that he and Ellie were wearing their hearts right out in public. “Hey, honey,’ he told Ellie, can’t talk like this over a telephone. It’s too public.” He heard Ellie laugh. “I don’t give a darn who knows I love you.” By the end of the week Glenn -didn’t give a darn either. And by the end of that week Glenn Ford’s phone and telegram bill was $532.18 —with tax! By the end of the week, too— way back in Buffalo—Ellie realized something had to be done—so she put Glenn to work. He’d noticed the notebook she’d tossed in her traveling bag last thing before she closed it. It was blank then, but after the first week it came back crammed with instructions, “Mionday—cleaning woman comes .. . put symphony records and pipes “we just ... open windows. . Tell egg man sti y ‘ fresh . lay out suits for cleaners... gather soiled ‘shirts, shorts for Bendix . dont put with Pete’s things in ham- per ... Dog food man—tell him usual- amount... . pay gardener. “Tuesday—Agnes’ day off. Be sure let know if you want cold supper left in ice- box. Lock all doors night. Take in Pete’s toys. “Wednesday—” and so on down the week—every day, something to think about, every hour. Glenn pondered over every instruction. He finally got a little suspicious that she was just keeping him out of mischief. Not that there was any real mischief hanging around in G. Ford’s mind. That is, unless you counted.a couple of paternal slips with Pete. With Ellie away Glenn found he wanted to see a lot of Pete, even more than he did when she was home. There used to be a certain hour of the day—right before dinner—when he and Ellie went into Pete’s nursery, played the Mother Goose records and caught up on the little guy’s day. And there were the Sunday walks, that were a regular family ritual. They’d set out, hand in hand, tod- dling Pete up the hills of the little glen they live in. The high spot of the adven- ture was when Pete picked a flower and handed it to Ellie. Now Glenn took Pete for walks every - day, instead of just Sunday, so that every blue envelope had a posey for Ellie’s collection. Glenn packed Pete, too, into Columbia for a portrait sitting and sent the pictures to Ellie in Washington, where she went, after Buffalo, to dance at the White House. He sent a dozen pink carnations (her favorite flower) from Pete on Pete’s birth- day and a note saying it wasn’t going to be celebrated until Glenn’s birthday came along in May—when “Mommy” would be home. Glenn sent along all bulletins about Pete he knew Ellie would be dying for, as soon as they happened. The party he took him to for Roy Rogers’ little girls. The haircut he got Pete down in Beverly. The new word Pete knew. But there were a couple of items that Glenn didn’t send. He took him down to the fun pier one day and fed him popcorn, taffy, suckers and: ice cream. Glenn’s quaking still for the moment when the MODERN SCREEN "Silly dog."

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By then all the insides were burned out and the rubber insulation was dripping. Before she left she told him, knowing him: “Now don’t touch anything in the house. Don’t redecorate or paint or fix anything up.” So he waltzed down to a decorator’s and bought some fireman-red venetian blinds for the den! But his darkest secret has to do with a long suppressed personal vanity. He’d always yearned to know what he’d look like with a nice black, sporty mustache— but every time he’d even remotely hinted it to Ellie she cracked down on him. He had a pretty good excuse this time. He was readying his part in The Man From Colorado, where he plays a Western killer. He had to look menacing. He let the lip grow for ten days. On the eleventh, he took a long look in the mirror and reached for a razor. 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They ain’t serving any lunch.” “Oh, I don’t want any lunch,” I said. “T want Guy Madison. That is— “A lot of people want Guy Madison, lady,” the man said, shaking his head, and going away. I was thinking of asking him to give me a new coat of paint, too, by the time Guy arrived. z And right here, I’d like to make a small speech about Guy Madison. To begin with, ‘he’s the handsomest man I’ve ever seen. He’s terrifically tall (I had on the highest heels in the United States, and I’m no shrimp in the first place, but still he loomed over me); he’s very tanned, and he’s blond. You probably know all that. It shows up in his pictures. But a lot of stuff doesn’t show up. He has a certain gentleness of manner—a way of helping you in and out of cars, and doors, a way of lighting your cigarettes, a way of listening when you talk—that makes you feel like Helen of Troy. . It isn’t an effusive thing, with him, It isn’t this personality-kid stuff some actors can turn on and off. He’s a quiet boy; he has a lovely smile, he dances like a dream, and he says nice things about other actors. I think he is a good and pleasant person, with rare charm. And now I’ve got that said, I can go on. Guy showed up at the Beverly Hills Club, and five minutes later, I felt as though I’d known him for a year. “What would you like to see most?” he asked me. “In the whole town.” We were having something long and cool and sweet at the cute little bar in the Club (the bar hhadn’t been a fire casualty) and I deliberated. He grinned. “Never mind. Come on.’ We went from the Club to a ae called The Tropics. Bamboo decorations, candles on the tables, Hawaiian music, leis for your neck—it was lousy with atmosphere. We ate shrimps with chop- sticks—and from the off-hand way I say that, you needn’t think I didn’t suffer— and you needn’t think I didn’t love it. After that we started for a restaurant called The Kings.: Guy was extolling Hie glories’ of lob- ster a la King, and I smiled ee (Continued lise page 39) He scoffed. “Those shrimps. were just an appetizer.” At The Kings, they let us go out into the kitchen, and we saw the way they split live lobsters. Guy’d caught a lot of Pacific Coast crustaceans, and he and the chef swapped recipes for a while, and then we went back out front and sat down. We had oysters Rockefeller and broiled lobsters, and strawberry shortcake and milk, and by that time, I had begun to lose my appetite. Somebody said, “Oh, there’s Leo Mc- Carey,” and I looked up ‘listlessly, and Guy, who was dipping his hand in his finger- bowl, stopped | short and stared at me. ¢ You’ re green.” I didn’t doubt it for a single sitaite! but I'll bet it was a lovely shade of green. I was in heaven. I gazed at Mr. Madison. was saying. “Xavier Cugat’s there, and you could use a little exercise.” I said “yes,” dreamily. It wasn’t until we were seated at a table in Ciro’s, and the band began to play, that the awful truth struck me. Cugat plays rhumbas, and sambas. My rhumba is mediocre (that’s putting it politely) and sambas, I just don’t know from. Guy was standing up and holding out his hand. “T can’t,” I said. “You’re a movie star, and people will be watching, and I'll trip, Tl faint, V’ll die—” “Wanta bet?” he said easily. : He led me out to the floor, and all around us there were sleek. women in bright dresses and jewels, and the lights were muted, and not quite real, and I neither tripped nor fainted nor died. I rhumba-ed and samba-ed, and had the time of my life. Mr. Cugat chuckled every time we passed him. Things went fine, until the realization hit me again. This was I, dancing with — Guy Madison, in the fabulous Ciro’s. This was I, smiling sweetly at Xavier Cugat, practically nose-to-nose. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by my - -own eminence, and I pulled at Guy’s arm. “Let’s sit down,” I said weakly. “For a minute.” I was reaching for a cigarette, when the proprietor, a Mr. Hover, stopped at our table. “Oh, you smoke,” he said. (Guy doesn’t smoke; tobacco has an almost _ a sha IT HAPPEN intendent here at Hollywood Hospi- tal stopped Bill, the orderly, and said: “There’s a new man on duty tonight. Show him around, will you?” Bill sighed and went upstairs. For : 20 years Bill has _ shown “new men” around. At the desk, upstairs, sat a young man in sports clothes. “Come on, I'll show you where to change your clothes,’ said Bill. The young man looked as- tonished. “Change my clothes. . . ?” “Yes,” replied Bill. “We furnish uni- forms and laundry. Aren t you the- new orderly?” ae ah a are Peter r dwetords “—_Ciro’s,” he © The night super- | |

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narcotic effect on him.) Mr. Hover disappeared, and when he came back, he had a little aluminum lighter, with “Ciro’s” engraved on it. “A souvenir,” he said. He gave me a lip- stick in a gold case, too. Now all I do is smoke and put on lip- stick, in an ostentatious way. After Ciro’s, we went to Mocambo. Mocambo is the place where the dance floor is always crowded, and each suc- ceeding face is richer and more famous than the elbow that’s in it. Two bands alternate, and at the side of the room, under the ceiling, there are enormous bird cages, full of different-colored birds. It’s startling, because the birds are never still, and underneath the cages are the windows, and through the windows you can see the lights of the city, down the hill. Once I’d caught my breath, we danced, and I spotted Diana Lynn a few feet away, in a brown dress, and Guy steered over close to her to say hello. She laughed up at him. “Good eve- ning, Mr. Moseley.” She looks like a little girl, close up. Cute, and full of sparkle. We noticed a waiter standing at our table, then, with a be-ribboned white box, and we went to investigate. My name was on the box, and I untied the ribbons quickly. Inside was a magnificent orchid! I picked out the little white card. It was from Gail! Guy sat down in his chair. “That little Gail,” he said in a pleased voice. “She’s a real character.” It was almost too much excitement for one night. We left Mocambo with me clutching my orchid box and we walked down the street in the cool night air, and any second, I expected to wake up. “Would you like to go to a real Russian place?” Guy said. “With gypsy music?” I would have gone even without the gypsy music, but Madison’s an awfully modest guy. Charochka—I don’t know what it means, and I was too overwrought to ask at the time—isn’t a night club. It’s a restaurant with an air, and it’s run by a Mr. and Mrs. Sankar. They're known as Papa and Mama Sankar, to devotees. 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Papa offered him some more, but he de- clined. “My head isn’t good for much, but I can’t spare it just yet.” Our next stop was a place out in the San Fernando Valley. Guy’s kind of place. It’s called Sportsman’s Lodge, and that’s exactly what it is. It could only happen in California. -Inside the big, rustic house, you can eat and drink, and sit by an open fire. Outside, there’s a trout stream, and a waterfall, and woods. We stood on a little wooden bridge, and underneath the clear water I could see the fish slipping past, their bright bodies shimmering in the moonlight. By the side of the stream, there was a fat, feathered creature dipping its bill into the water. It was snow-white. Now my experience with wild life and the great out-of-doors is strictly from newsreel travelogues. I’m a city product. “Ts that a goose or a swan?” I asked, — FAMILY CIRCLE = ae (Continued from page 35) Jean’s face appeared at the head of the stairs. “Stevie broke a lamp.” Stevie’s face appeared beside hers. “I sorry.” “Okay,” Jimmy said. more.” They didn’t hear another sound for maybe three minutes. By lunch time, when Jimmy was weakly inviting Dana to stay, his wife, Ethel, stepped in. “I don’t think so,’ she said. “T think perhaps Dana ought to get Stevie home. Mary might be worried.” Dana figures it’s only a question of time before Stevie will be getting him home. The kid’s fantastic. : The treacherous thing about him is that he has this disarming personality—he smiles sweetly, the whole time he’s tear- ing the house down, and when Dana says, “What are you doing, Stephen?” he acts innocent. “Nothing,” he says. swer. Mary and Dana were having a drink of beer one night, when Stevie approached. “T want some,” he said. Dana explained it was not for little boys. He looked at them out of the corner of his eye. Then, wham! wham! he'd picked up two glasses, one right after the other, and hurled them against the wall. , Dana looked at Mary. Mary looked at Dana. “I sorry,” they said, together The other kids—David an h: It’s his stock an- “Don’t do it any but it paid ae no heed, cae he gave “Scorned by a duck,” he sighed. I still think maybe it was a swan, who had no intention of recognizing duck noises. And I still think that Sportsman’s Lodge — is one of the most beautiful places rl ever see. We watched the waterfall rushing: in the stillness, and the trees twisted in ae small wind, and I felt tired, and good. The music and noise and the gay people — had been wonderful earlier, and now the quiet, and the sky and ‘the smell of the _ damp ground was wonderful, too. But there was one thing more I wanted — to do, before we called it a night. For years, I'd been seeing Grauman’s Chinese Theater in the movies. I’d seen actors and actresses pressing their feet into the wet cement, and the box-office built like a pagoda, and all the rest of it. — I told Guy, laughing, because I thought | he’d laugh. “I know it’s foolish.” “TI don’t see why,” he said, and the next thing I knew, I was standing on the scarred cement at Grauman’s Chinese. We picked our way around, because it was very late, and the area was almost — all in darkness. A tall boy stepped out of — a patch of shadow, and came up to Guy. “You're Guy Madison, aren’t you?” he said, logically enough. Guy talked to him for a few minutes, and when he walked away to look at some- thing else, the boy turned to me. “You a movie star?” “Nope,” I said. After a second, he spoke again. “T’ve s seen a lot of movie stars, and some of em don’t look so hot, up close. But that guy— There was astonishment in his voice. “He’s nice, besides. I like him.” I smiled at the kid, and said softly, “That's for two.” Pape a) Te : ia “You think you can get him to take a_ | nap?” There’s very little you can get fom to- do, when you come right down to it. Kathy, on the other hand, is going through a lovely stage. She ‘thinks her father is’ magnificent, the best person_in the world, the only person worth passing the time of day with. Dana puzzles over it. “Six months ago, she wouldn’t even say hello to me.” Now she watches him adoringly while he eats; she follows him from room to room, being friendly. He’s waiting for her to ask him if he’s read any good books lately. Her one big passion besides Dana is | 9 sailing. Dana has a skipper named Gus, — | for his 80-foot ketch, “Vileehi,” and be- | tween Gus and Kathy, it’s love. ‘ft Gus is a big, burly guy; Kathy’s the size * of his head, but when she marches up to — him in her navy blue slacks, and says, “T’m a good sailor,” he melts. : All the Andrews are mad about sailing, and they’ve been doing plenty of it, be-— cause while Dana was waiting to start Memory of Love, his new picture, he chad some spare time. Mostly, they use the “Katherine,” which — is their 55-foot cutter, and a beauty 2 boat. ‘They’ ae real snobs; ni

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Fifteen miles out, he got a bearing on the sea gate (there’s an arti- ficial sea wall at Long Beach, with a 200- yard opening) and then the fog closed in, thick and grey and wet. Now, Dana’s no navigator. He couldn’t see twenty feet in front of him, and the wheel was icy in his hands, but he was sweating. Once in a while, someone would ap- proach him. “Will we make it?” He could sense the panic; his own fear was sizeable. “Don’t worry,” he’d say. “Go back, and don’t worry.” When he ‘caught sight of the harbor lights, the Katherine was already passing safely through the gate. It’s a piece of work he’s proud of. He had another close shave, too. It was his first trip out alone with his brother, Bill, and they’d forgotten to look at the storm warnings, before they left. Naturally, a storm came up. 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Se ee ee up. It’s tough, for a guy from Texas. Bill stayed with Dana and Mary for a while, but now he lives in Santa Monica, in a little house out in back of Mary’s parents’ place. He got himself into a play at college, and Dana and Mary caught a perform- ance. It gave Dana a shock. _ Off-stage, Bill seems very adult. He’s been in the army; he’s seen a lot. On- stage— “Why, he’s only a kid,’ Dana whispered to Mary. “He’s so damn young!” Mary giggled. “Keep still, Grandpa.” ill and Dana have another brother in the neighborhood. He’s Charles Andrews, vice-principal of Poly-Technic High School in Long Beach. He’s a bright man, but awfully modest. Several months ago, he told Dana a story idea. “I think possibly Pll write it some day,” he said. Dana was enthusiastic. “It sounds ter- rific.” But Dana also knew brother Charles. He needs pins stuck in him. Being on friendly terms with MacKin- lay Kantor, because of Best Years of Our Lives, and respecting Mr. Kantor’s opin- ions, Dana thought he’d like to have Mr. Kantor hear Charles’ idea. The problem was, where to get Mr. Kantor so he couldn’t walk away. The solution was obvious: the boat. Dana slyly invited Mr. Kantor for a sail, and Mr. Kantor came on down, and they all set off. really decide. we receivel NUMBERS 1, Papa Flynn (Errol Flynn)....... | Rita Explains (Rita Hayworth) by Hedda Hopper ............ oO You Can’t Say That About Bing’ (Bing Crosby) by Billy Rose... Secret Heart (June Haver)....... iz Family Circle (Dana Andrews)... Star Light, Star Bright (Guy Madison) cose eee | Van Heflin, That Is.../......... | Everything With Trick Endings (Peter Lawford) John Lund Life Story (Concluded) .[] Time On My Hands (Glenn Ford) .4 en eC i i cer rer] ee re rr ie Si a ie a ira ir erry Dana’s agent, call Dana “baby,” he gave FREE SUBSCRIPTIONS! Of course, we think ALL our stories are tops this month—but it's you readers who Your opinion—multiplied by thousands—is what keeps MODERN SCREEN alive. That's why we're anxious as ever to have you fill in the Question- naire below and mail it to us IMMEDIATELY. We still have 500 FREE three-months subscriptions (July, August, September issues) waiting for the first 500 answers QUESTIONNAIRE What stories and features did you enjoy most in our June issue? WRITE THE 2 and 3 AT THE RIGHT OF YOUR Ist, 2nd and 3rd CHOICES. in order of preference.......-.eecees ae Te eee ete eee tote ew eee eee eee ee ees eeeses . 3; in order of ‘pretenence.:........... ee a i on oe a a i ae ear ad ADDRESS THIS TO: POLL DEPT., MODERN SCREEN 149 MADISON AVENUE, NEW YORK 16, N. Y. “Charles has an idea for a ton “You want to go on up and eee to it?” Mr. Kantor laughed. “Do I have to?” — “Sure,” Dana said. “There’s no place else to go but overboard.” Mr. Kantor went up and talked to Charles. When he came back, he was a different man. “It’s wonderful!” he said. “Make him do something with it.” Dana tried for a long time. Giarlee would just listen, and look agreeable and say, “Oh, I don’t know if I could write it or not. % After a while, they dropped the whole subject. And then when Dana was in “Vermont, he got a letter from Bennett erf. , “T had lunch the other day with Mac- Kinlay Kantor,” Cerf wrote, “and he told me of an idea your brother had. Tm interested, and I wonder if you'd please send me your brother’s address.” Dana sent Charles’ address to Mr. Cerf. He also sent Mr. Cerf’s letter to Charles, along with a piece of paper saying, “See what I mean?” Cerf wrote Charles, and then, when he came out on a visit, he saw him, and that did it. Charles is really going to start working, now. He’s already been granted a leave of absence from school, and Dana is beating on him. “You can do it,’ he keeps telling him, and Charles undoubtedly can. The An- drews family is loaded with talent. Take Dana’s son, David. Thirteen years old, Call Me Mama (Deanna Durbin). .0 Let This Be For Always (Kathryn Grayson-Johnnie Johnston) ....(] Life Can Be Beautiful (William Holden) ie eed Ora Neen eae ene Gay Blade (Cornel Wilde)....... O Cary, Cary, Quite Contrary (Cary Grarit) 55 See ee Ae ean Blessed Event (Olivia De Havilland) oan. oes ee oO Holiday! (Bob Mitchum) ........ oO Best Year of His Life (Fredric March) Pec a od Sra es me se) Oo Louella Parsons’ Good News...... | er ee ee i a a a er] What 3 MALE stars would you like to read about in future issues? List them, |, 2, 3, eC i ea ee i aca] What 3 FEMALE stars would you like to read about in future issues? List them, I, 2, Ce i i ii i ae ie i ac eC kr ie a ari ee ae a i i aCe ici i i ii ir eer 3 or her curiosity. ana ‘and he = radios a nice, orderly shop. Wher through installing his varied the only orderly thing left was He comes home with these pieces of junk that he finds Tying 1 streets. 3 Dana looks at him sieealy: “Davi * what are you going to do with that? Isn't “s the place cluttered enough?” — 4 ‘lm going to make a radio,” his son | says seriously. : { And two days later, David will call Dana from the “Daddy, I'm j broadcasting.” Dana can neither encourage nor defeat 3 him. His own knowledge of radio is con- __ fined to the fact that he thinks it’s nice. : There was the time the very correct- looking gentleman came up to the house, looking for Mr. Andrews. Pd “Tm Mr. Andrews,” Dana said, waiting. 3 The gentleman held out his hand. “I’m _ from the FCC. You registered a com- — plaint about a_ short-wave broadeaster { 7 j house. using the same frequency as KNX—” - At which point David broke in on the scene. “I did it,” he said. KNX is the Columbia Broadcasting System’s outlet for Los Angeles, and one night, when David — was tinkering around with his set, he’d picked up a ham broadeast using the KNX frequency, which is strictly illegal. — .It irritated David, so he phoned the ~ authorities. - ee 7 74 mr. andrews, jr... . The authorities—at least those vested in the person of the correct-looking gentle- man—tried not to smile. “You want to see my shop?” David asked him. A “The boy knows exactly what he’s do- — ing,” the gentleman told Dana later. iy Dana grinned. “All I know is that we’ve — got a $400 radio inside, and his plays ’ better.” All told, they’re rather nice kids—maybe because Mary and Dana are such a won- derful combination. Theyre not Holly- — wood, in the glittery sense, and all they | | H ask of friends is a reasonable amount of intelligence, _ affectation. - She and Dana share an enormous cu- riosity about people, but hers: isn’t a8 i far-reaching as his. 54 She’ll meditate about that, wee they’ re going home from a party. “So-and-so ‘was - awfully dull. How could you talk to. him © so long?” ¢ “Nobody’s dull, ” he says. ail you to find out what makes ’em tick.” _ “But you want to find out cerpiieeey about everybody,” she says. “You never — go to sleep.” BG It’s nearly true, too : Not Mary, though. One coca = fore dinner, and right after dessert, Mary retires to the den, and falls asleep. When she wakes up, he’s sitting there watching her. “My fascinating wife.” “I’m sorry,” she says humbly, not mean- be and a bg oe lack of you what I found on the floor today. Some of Kathy’s art-work.” — a It turns out to be nothing more than : < couple of scribbled lines on a piece paper, but it’s the funniest thing Ma ever saw. Sometimes Dana thinks it’s that hum constant and fresh and deep, that he loves best in Mary. Sometimes he thinks it’s her honesty, or her lack of ion

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