Modern Screen 1950-09 Vol. 41, No. 4

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YODORA the gentler cream deodorant that works 2 WAYS Lille perspiration odor instantly, efficiently. Does not merely mask it with a fragrance of its own. Trust Yodora for q 9 clock-round protection. soitens. INSIDE STORY i“ Here’s the truth about the stars—as you asked for it. Want to spike more rumors? Want more facts? Write to THE INSIDE @. Can you either confirm or deny the rumor that Barbara Stanwyck is very unhappy in her personal life, that her marriage to Bob Taylor has been a farce for years, and that she loves him too much to divorce him despite his aberra- tions? —J. B., Weston, Mass. A. Bob Taylor has many hobbies and pursuits which his wife does not share, but to say that their marriage is a farce is a complete falsehood. The Taylors have established a marital way of life which allows them both a maximum amount of personal freedom. Lately, they've been separated a good deal, be- cause Bob has been making pictures in Europe while Barbara has been at work in Hollywood. @. Why is it that I never read any- thing in your magazine or in other fan magazines about Katharine Hepburn? Is she on the blacklist or something? —V. O., CoLumsBus, OHT0 A. For years, Miss Hepburn has been uncooperative as regards interviews. She steadfastly refuses to share one iota of her private life with the public. She considers this unnecessary and an in- fringement on her freedom. 9. Do movie stars ever take snapshots of each other, or do they get fed up with cameras? Did Nicky Hilton take snap- shots of Liz on their hon- eymoon?—R. E., N. Y. C. A. Many stars keep ama- teur photo albums. Here’s _ STORY, Modern Screen, 1046 N. Carol Drive, Hollywood, Cal. Ida Lupino. He’s been engaged twice. @. Why does Gene Kelly’s wife call her- self Betsy Blair? Where did she get the name, anyway? —U. F., Baton Rouce, La. A. When she was 14, Betsy had a schoolgirl crush on a boy who attended Blair Academy. When she entered show business a year later, she thought the thing to do was to take a stage name. She chose Blair in honor of the boy- friend. All this, of course, was before she met Gene. Q. Is it true that the studio executives have gotten together and banned Frank Sinatra from pictures because of his conduct ? —P. Y., Hopoxen, N. J. A. There is no truth to that rumor. Stars with box office appeal are very rarely banned from anything. That Sinatra still retains much of that appeal is evidenced by the crowds he continues to draw to night clubs, video perform- ances, and stage shows. Q. After seeing The Jolson Story and Jolson Sings Again, I was under the im- pression that Jolson had been married twice. I understand he’s had four wives. If so, who are they? —M. C., Erie, Pa. A. Henrietta Keller (1906) Alma Os- borne (1922) Ruby Keeler (1928) Earl Galbraith (1946). @. How many times has Roy Rogers been married?—R. X., Emporta, Kan. A. Three times. and beautifies underarm skin one of Nicky’s snapshots Q. Is Peter Lawford a Catholic? A of Liz taken during their friend of mine in Hollywood says he al- honeymoon. ways wears a St. Christopher medal. —B. D., Freeport, N. Y. because of its face cream base. i — eS | Keeps underarm fresh and love- Nicky’s Liz ly-looking for new sleeveless fashions. Safe for fabrics, too. Tubes or jars, 10¢, 30¢, 60¢. @. Does Shirley Temple live with her parents now that she’s divorced? A. Lawford is a Protestant but wears a 7 /** Guaranteed by © McKESSON & ROBBINS BRIDGEPORT, CONN. be ©) : COMMITTEE > = = = BAN COSMETICS Jeo D oe Wy Ss * MEDICAL RS ORY REFUND <n Good Housekeeping Z . a) “ras anvenriseo TWEE —D. R., Omana, NEB. sy. Christopher medal as a good luck A. Shirley’s home is on the same estate as her parents’. She lives with her daughter in a separate house. @. Does Howard Duff have any plans for marriage in the near future? If so, to whom? How many times has he been engaged?—T. W., Boston, Mass. A. Duff says he has no immediate plans for marriage in the near future. His name in the past has been linked with Ava Gardner, Yvonne DeCarlo, and charm. Supposedly, it was given to him by a girl some years ago. @. Now that he’s divorced from Jane Wyman, is Ronald Reagan dating any other girl steadily ? —B. S., Enip, Oxra. A. Reagan says he’s playing the field. @. I wonder if you’d settle an argu- ment. Who is older, Alan Ladd or his wife? —C. R., Rocuester, N. Y A. His wife.

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at \\ +« \\ \ Paramount’s hilarious successor to "The Paleface”! +. s rail Ht the [att -t i BOB H Starring [CTL with BRUCE CABOT JACK KIRKWOOD Produced by Directed by ROBERT L. WELCH - GEORGE MARSHALL Screenplay by Edmund Hartmann and Robert O’Brien Based on a Story by Harry Leon Wilson Meet the man who’s going to teach the West manners! And the things he’s gonna learn from Lucille... you won't find anywhere in books !

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iS JOAN FONTAINE CARRYING A TORCH? ... DAN PARSONS +d OWS iy = lm in love with that wondertul cuy, too! Can't think of anyone I'd rather spend an enchanted evening with more than that 56-year-old charmer, Ezio Pinza, who has completely taken Hollywood by storm. The arrival of the singing star of South Pacific is the GOOD News of the month— and he hadn't anymore than brushed the dust off his suit from motoring across the country— than I grabbed him for an interview on my radio show. : Did he live up to all I had expected after seeing him on Broadway? DID he? That stage presence, let me say right out loud, is nothing compared to the charm the real Ezio exudes. When he came into the broadcasting room, a a ti ae At the West Hill Hunt Trials, Dan Dailey puts his mount his wife, Liz, helped found the club after the war; it now has over a hundred members. They use hounds as in fox-hunting—but the hounds follow a scent instead of a fox. DAILEY GOES A’ HUNTING . . . PEOPLE ARE TALKING ABOUT SUNSET Ie over a barrier. Two of Hollywood's happiest couples, newlyweds Polly and Jerome Courtland and their pals Barbara and Marshall Thompson, attend the private preview of Para- mount's I thought my radio secretary was going to swoon. And I admit, I teetered a bit myself! He looked even more attractive in his gray suit and deep blue shirt than as the French planter he played so long on the stage with Mary Martin. The first thing to impress me was his won- derful suntan contrasting with his gray hair. The next most colorful thing about him is a little trick he has in talking: He actually booms everything he says to the point of sounding a little gruff—and then, suddenly, comes that ingratiating grin, like a small boy, conveying, ‘I was only fooling.’ He is vastly amused when asked what he thinks about Hollywood—as though this were new drama Sunset Boulevard, starring Gloria Swanson, Bill Holden. his first visit here. “I lived here for years,” he rolls out with that fascinating accent which I shall not try to copy. “Everything looks much as I left it—except for one thing. When I was here before—I was unemployed.” That wicked smile of his flashed brilliantly. “Now I am Lana Turner's co-star.” Yes, he had met Lana. His wife had met her. And so had his dog. ‘We all found her delightful," he explained, “even the dog purred like a kitten.” He swears his favorite screen actor is Jimmy Durante—but whether he was spoofing, I do not know. That “not knowing” quality is one of the most fascinating things about him. He went through the radio rehearsal and Dan and Beare: "hy

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BOULEVARD ... IRENE DUNNE TAKES TEA WITH THE QUEEN ... THE DUCHESS OF WINDSOR ENTERTAINS THE NICKY HILTONS. Liz Dailey awards Dan one of the many ribbons he won that day, while Liz is a fine horsewoman, too, and spends many hours daily, riding in the hills near their Valley home. Dan's horse nuzzles his appreciation. Me _gtttBo. es cae Jane Powell and Geary | the recording with such ease I could hardly believe he had a script before him. Ah, yes, this man who put sex-appeal into mature love does everything with such ease and charm he fractures us_gals. But don’t call him “Essio” for Ezio. It’s pro- nounced “Eightzio.”’ MoM. heart aches for Judy Garland. In all the tragedies of Hollywood, there is no sadder story than this of the little singing, dancing girl who has lost her way. As a newspaperwoman, I am supposed to be used to the dramas of this industry. But l have seldom been more shaken than I was writing the news story that Judy (just a = a re g Yee Steffen confer with Roddy McDowall in the lobby at the Paramount studios. As is usual at screenings, guests at the Sunset Boulevard preview were given cards and asked for their reactions. little girl such a few years ago) had tried to take her life by cutting her throat with a broken glass! When her shattered nerves and distraught emotional state brought on her second suspen- sion within a year at MGM (she was taken off Annie Get Your Gun and Royal Wedding ) Judy went all to pieces. During a business conference at her home between her husband, Vince Minnelli and her agent, Carlton Alsop, she had dashed hys- terically from the room, locked herself in the bathroom and attempted suicide. But her devoted Vince got to her in time— and as she cried in his arms, Judy said, ‘I’m SOITy—SO very sorry.” Ronald Reagan, who used to be a sportscaster in lowa, announces the events for the hunt club. Reagan didn't ride that day but he’s a member of the ''horsey'’ set. The club has frequent meets—for fun and sportsmanship. Making a handsome foursome, Arlene Mara with Forrest Tucker fill out their preview cards. that the movie was superb—the best they'd seen for a long, long time. Dahl with Lex Barker, and Adele They all agreed Physically, Judy will recover. Bui what damage is done to the spirit by an ac? like hers—only God can know. No one has deeper sympathy than I for the actress, who took to sleeping pills and stronger sedatives to calm her shattered nerves—and I think, over the years, I have proved my feeling for her. But I can’t stand by and see maudlin sympathy built up for Judy at the expense of her studio. I know this to be a fact—Louis B. Mayer, the head of MGM, is deeply devoted to Judy, the little girl he discovered when she was a child and built into one of the greatest stars of the business. Many times, after her illness, he has been NI

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I guess I’d like to thank you right now for feeling that you can talk to me about them. Before I get gooey with sentiment, though, Ill dig right into the burning question of the month. It’s the relation- ship between you and your parents. Many of your letters said—‘Gee, you’re lucky to understanding parents. My mother never lets me do anything I want to,” or, ‘““My father never lets me take the car when I have a date with a girl,” or, “My mother won’t let me use lipstick even though my friends do.” Every kid who thinks he is the only one so bothered is wrong. Before I go any further I want to say that we’re all in the same boat. I’ve_had troubles, too. There was a time when I thought nobody, but nobody understood me. I was crazy about a boy and my parents didn’t approve of him. They told me he wasn’t right for me. I thought he was perfect, and I was sure that I was the only girl who’d ever been in love, and that my parents had forgotten what love was. Well, I was wrong, and I learned a lesson. The other day, my mother said to me, “I didn’t know how to get through to vou, Joan, because when I talked to you a curtain would seem to come down over your mind.” That’s a point I’d like to make. When you learn not to let that curtain fall, when you can honestly talk about important things to your parents, without prejudice and without letting emotion get in the way of your reasoning—then you'll have noth- ing to worry about. You and your parents will be friends. I think one of the reasons we some- times have trouble with our parents is have such that we're just beginning to grow up, to assert ourselves, and our egos get in the way. Everything is so new to us that we think we are the only ones who know this fact or that emotion. I was about nine years old when we had Greek mythology in school. It was all new to me and I loved it. Very proud of myself I asked my mother one day, ‘Do you know who Diana is?” Right away she answered, “She’s the Goddess of the chase.” I was amazed and angry, “How do you khow that?” I asked her. She laughed. “Well, you see, Joan, I went to school, too.” I honestly believe that if we could re- member that our parents “went to school, too,” we would be a lot better off. I’m not talking about grade school and high school but—if you won't think me too. corny—the school of life. When I was a little kid I was always “Why do I have to do it?” My mother tried to be reasonable, but once she lost patience with me and said, asking why. | “You have to do it because I say so.” This | j , didn’t seem right to me until she explained. “Suppose we're walking in the woods and | I see a snake in the path and you don’t | see it. And if I say, ‘Stop’ and you ask me ‘Why?’ it might be too late. The snake may have struck you.” Wise parents can often see the dangers that lie in our path before we do. They have had more experience. i] But don’t get me wrong. There are two | sides to everything and parents can be © wrong, too. For example, here’s a typical letter. “All the girls my age are wearing high heels but my mother doesn’t approve. I feel like a silly baby wearing flats at b a party. How can |] make my - mother © understand this?” fee ||

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Now I really think that this mother is | wrong. Since all the other girls are wearing ‘high heels, her daughter feels like an outcast |in low heels. And that’s not a good feeling. So fyou should explain. You should tell your mother just how you feel. You might even ‘ask her to consult with the other mothers— those who let their daughters wear heels—and see if she won’t change her mind. You should make her realize how important it is to you. | I think that too many parents live in the jpast. They want everything to be just the isame as it was “when I was a girl” or “when iI was a boy.” But times have changed and nobody should judge a person of one genera- tion by the standards of another generation. _ Also, I know that there are some parents ‘who are so unduly strict that it almost amounts |to a neurosis and this kind of treatment can wreck a young person’s whole life. If this is ‘the case, don’t be afraid to seek outside help. \If you’re really being made absolutely miser- able by your parents then you should not hesitate to go to your teacher—if she is nice and kind and sensible—and tell her your problems. Or go to your minister or to your family doctor. So many times teen-agers bottle up everything inside themselves and are afraid to seek help from older people. Well, ‘don’t be afraid of that. Because the very worst thing you can do is to bottle up bitter- ‘ness and resentment. ’ In our family we believe that everything ican be solved by “talking it out.” ' For example, I’ve been criticized for calling “my parents by their first names. I’ve always ‘done it, since I was an only child and didn’t near anybody else saying, “Mother” and “Dad.” Now I like to call them by their ‘rst names. I feel that this makes for a greater intimacy—as if we were friends as well as parents and child. Some people might not approve of this—and that’s all right. But if my parents approve—then I can’t see why anyone else should interfere. | The business of growing up is painful— delieve me, I know, because I’m trying very jnard to be an adult. But here’s something I’ve jiearned. The day you say, and say with conviction, “I was wrong. I made a mistake. iy am sorry and will try not to make the same nistake again’—on that day you have taken he first step toward becoming an adult. All of us teen-agers should stop trying to \jissert our own individualities so much. We -hould wait until we have more individuality .o assert, and we should try to put ourselves //n the other person’s place, to understand why Ihe believes what he does. If families could | ust sit down together and, quietly, calmly /ind sanely, air their troubles and their prob- ‘ems and try to reach a solution that is best ' or all concerned—well, we certainly wouldn’t jnave any more family fights. And, for that ‘matter, if we carry this thought a little urther, it just might be possible that we |vouldn’t have any more wars. | L hope I’ve been helpful. Keep on writing 0 me, please. And thanks for reading. || Editor's note: Do you have a teen- ger problem? If so, tell it to Joan. | Write to Joan Evans, Box 93, Beverly | Hills, Celif. Soaping’ dulls hair_ Halo glorilies it! Not a soap, not a cream_ Halo cannot leave Gives fragrant “‘soft-water’’ lather ky dulling, dirt-catching —needs no GY AS soap film! special rinse! Removes gi UN Halo leaves hair embarrassing _/* avr soft, manageable dandruff from both S : iS shining with colorful hair and scalp! Hoe CD natural highlights! Z os af Yes, “soaping”’ your hair with even finest liquid or oily cream shampoos leaves dulling, dirt-catching film. Halo, made with a new patented ingredient, contains no soap, no sticky oils. Thus Halo glorifies your hair the very first time you use it. Ask for Halo—America’s favorite shampoo—at any drug or cosmetic counter! Halo reveals the hidden beauty of your hair!

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His growing belief takes the form of fear. , = 16 The birth of his baby brings hope and peace. THE NEXT VOICE YOU HEAR... M How would you feel if the next voice you heard were the voice of God? What do you think would happen if on one weekday after dinner, people in every part of the world turned on the radio at the same time and heard the same voice in every language? MGM's Dore Schary has taken this pro- vocative idea and developed it into one of the most disquieting and unusual films ever produced. The story is chiefly concerned with the effect of this miracle on a typical family, James Whitmore, a California aircraft mechanic, Nancy Davis, his pregnant wife, and their young son. As they hear the voice each night at the same time for six nights, their reactions change from disbelief, to fear, and, finally to a reawakening of the meaning of God. Whitmore makes a highly difficult assignment believable and Nancy Davis brings warmth to a fantasy that is at once farcical and dramatic. Editor's Note: We think that this is a picture you ought to see. We think that you will be moved by its message—whether you go in humility, in sophisticated indifference, or simply because you want to be entertained. It is a story you will remember and talk about for a long time to come. reviews continue on page 18

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| renceville, Dink (that's his nickname) finally | meets his match. He’s put in a house where the other boys are just as tough as he is, | and even prouder of it. But I can’t explain the | flavor of these kids, and their escapades. The | ;skinny little one who breaks a_ pancake- {eating record, and insures free pancakes for the whole school. The little demon with two | black eyes who rings the church bell on Sun- days by leaping at it and swinging on it with | snarling zest, like a character out of a Charles Addams cartoon. The lessons, the fights, the ‘games, the way the boys call on young la- ‘dies. Every minute of this picture is pure ‘pleasure. The kids’ acting is magnificent, so lare the adults —Leo Carroll plays Lawrence- ville’s wise Latin master—and the Technicolor is lovely. Cast: Dean Stockwell, Darryl] Hickman, Scotty Beckett, Leo Carroll. MGM. COPPER CANYON Here we have Ray Milland, a dashing Con- iederate ex-colonel who tries to make Nevada safe for Southerners after the Civil War. A mining community called Coppertown is treating the rebels rough. The crux of the matter is copper, logically enough, and the ‘ins and outs of all the robbery and murder ‘and politics that go on can’t be told here. I'll just give you the bare-bones. First off, Ray jrums up against Hedy Lamarr (whose bones joren't bare a bit, but simply beautiful). Hedy jworks for a crooked northern mining syndicate, fin close cahoots with a crooked sheriff and a crookeder deputy (Macdonald Carey), until she (Hedy) falls for Ray. Then she tries to make amends for her disgraceful actions. Mona Freeman is a southern belle at the end of her rope. Her father is a southern gen- tleman at the end of his rope. Now that I look this over, I find it doesn’t seem to hang HLogether so, as Benjamin Franklin once said, jit will just have to hang separately. | Cast: Ray Milland, Hedy Lamarr, Macdonald Carey, Mona Freeman. Paramount. PANIC IN THE STREETS ), An Armenian smuggled into the U. S. is Inurdered, and his body found in the river. A morgue attendant, discovering frightening evi- jlence, calls in specialist Richard Widmark, Suddenly, breathtakingly, you'll be embraced . . . held .. . kissed. Perhaps tonight. ; F es : Be sure that you are always lovely to love; charm- “FRESH 5 CREAM DEODORANT ing and alluring. Your deodorant may make the Gropes PERSRIRANON difference. That’s why so many lovely girls depend on FRESH Cream Deodorant. Test FRESH against any other deodorant—see which stops perspiration ... prevents odor better! FRESH is different from any deodorant you have ever tried—creamier, more luxurious, and really effective! Lo. mere OBE: pEODORANT | arn SOAP For head-to-toe protection, use new FRESH Deodorant Bath Soap. Used regularly, it is 20 times as effective as other type soap in preventing body perspiration odor, yet mild and gentle. 19

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The identity of the corpse (which has to be burned) is unknown, the people who’ve had contact with him are equally unknown, and since some of them are murderers, they’re anxious to keep it that way. Panic in the Streets is half-way fascinating, though not en- tirely satisfactory. You feel so strongly the terror that must accompany a ghastly epidemic that you're not nearly as optimistic as the city officials at the end of the picture. They be- lieve catching the murderers will help them discover everybody who’s been exposed to the disease. Me, I’m still haunted by the thought of all the restaurants the dead man ate in, and all the bartenders he gave change to, and all the hundreds of citizens whose clothes brushed against his clothes in the street. Cast: Richard Widmark, Paul Douglas, Bar- 20th Century-Fox. bara Bel Geddes. LOVE THAT BRUTE This one is very Damon Runyon-ish. It tells about Chicago in the 20's, and the feud be- tween Big Ed Hanley (Paul Douglas) and a boy called Pretty Willie (Cesar Romero ), both racketeers. The feud’s interwoven with a love story. Jean Peters, lovely clean-limbed Ameri- can girl is the object of both these bums’ af- fections, but she can’t be bought. She can’t even be borrowed. Throws a mink coat right back in Big Ed's face. (He's hired her to take care of a juvenile delinquent he claims is his son.) Jean doesn’t really want to be a nurse anyhow. She wants to throw her heart (and quite a bit of the rest of her body) into night- club singing. Somehow, getting a load of her in bugle beads torching away, you start won- dering if she’s a split personality—half the time shocked, and the other half—shocking. Still, Big Ed is smitten, Pretty Willie is smitten, there’s a terrible mess of trouble when all the men Big Ed’s supposed to have murdered escape from his cellar (where they’ve been living in luxury because Ed’s too kindhearted to rub anyone out) and the ending’s happy. It's reminiscent, but fun. Also, a gay Rodgers and Hart tune called “You Took Advantage of Me” runs through the whole picture. Since Fox doesn’t credit Rodgers and Hart, I'd like to. Cast: Paul Douglas, Jean Peters, Cesar Ro- mero, Keenan Wynn. 20th Century-Fox. WINCHESTER ’73 It seems that once in a dog’s age, there’s a rifle turned out, perfect in every detail. It even shocks the manufacturers. Such a gun can't be bought; it’s priceless. Jimmy Stewart wins one (a “One of One Thousand” 1873 model Winchester) in a Dodge City contest (in 1873) after out-shooting a man called Dutch Henry Brown. (Other fancy names in ~ . this picture include High Spade Johnny Wil- son, and Waco Johnny Dean.) Dutch Henry beats up Jimmy, steals the prize gun, loses it to an Indian trader who’s murdered for it, etc. As we follow the Winchester’s progress back into the hands of its rightful owner, we - pass lightly through a piece of the war with the Indians, witness the plotting of a bank robbery, see assorted killings, and meet Shel- ley Winters, whose cowardly boyfriend tries to desert her when the heat is on. Natch, Shelley starts yeaming after Jimmy, who'd never let a girl down. (He’d never look at a girl long enough to let her anything.) Jimmy | gets his gun, Shelley gets her mau, and Dutch Henry and Dan Duryea (he’s Waco Johnny ) gets their just desserts. There’s a surprise ending, but as it was stolen straight out of Eagle-Lion’s The Sundowners, you won't be surprised unless you missed that excellent western. This coincidence notwithstanding, Winchester western with fine acting. Cast: James Stewart, Shelley Winters, Dan Duryea, Stephen McNally. Universal-Interna- tional. TREASURE ISLAND “Walt Disney's all-color, all-alive production (not a cartoon in the carload) of the Robert Louis Stevenson children’s classic about pirates and buried treasure and adventure. Bobby Driscoll is fine as Jim Hawkins, the little boy who goes on the long voyage to Treasure Island, and Robert Newton has a field day playing Long John Silver, that crafty, mutinous split personality of a pirate who makes a buddy of “young ‘orkins.”” You'll ‘73's a@ good rough and ready

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‘meet all the old familiar characters—Squire ‘Trelawney. Doctor Livesey, Captain Smollett, ‘Ben Gunn. The movie sticks passionately jclose to the book, which is as it should be. | Cast: Bobby Driscoll, Robert Newton, Basil Sydney. Walter Fitzgerald, Denis O'Dea. _Disney-RKO. i! PEGGY ] | | Some motion picture companies can make ‘x nice, light-hearted Technicolored comedy. {Universal isn’t one of them. Peggy’s not as ‘boring as Yes Sir, That's My Baby, but it comes close. Story concerns retired professor ‘Charles Coburn. His daughters, Diana Lynn and Barbara Lawrence, go to Pasadena City [Sollege, so they’re both forced to enter the Rose Queen competition. (You never heard of 3 rose queen? That's the most thing they have ‘n Pasadena!) Diana’s secretly married to a lootball hero, and married women can’t be “ose queens, but if she drops out of the con- est, her pop will find out she’s married, and ‘fhe hates football players, and he'll annul ‘he young couple quicker than you can say | Gees “she's a minor.” Then we have widowed Charlotte Greenwood pursuing Coburn whom she wishes to marry for reasons known only to herself and God. You never saw a crabbier old daddy in your life. And so it develops. Will everything go good? Yes, but who cares. Cast: Diana Lynr, Charles Coburn, Charlotte Universal-International. Greenwood. THE FLAME AND THE ARROW Burt Lancaster's an Italian version of Robin Hood, back in the days when portions of Lombardy were under the yoke of the Ger- mans. Man named Ulrich of Hesse is the villain who soaks the poor Italians of tax money. Besides taxes, he collects women, once took Burt’s wife away. Burt doesn’t care because he’s still got his little son, and his merry men. Eventually, little son is kid- napped, there’s a showdown between invad- ers and invaded, Burt winds up with Virginia Mayo (Ulrich’s niece), and you see an acro- batic exhibition by Burt and his real-life old carnival partner, Nick Cravat, which is just as good as the ones in any circus. Besides the evil Ulrich, there’s a two-faced no-good- nick named Allessandro, played by Robert Douglas, and just in case I’ve never men- tioned it before, I’d like to mention it now. He has the sneeriest face—or the sneeriest two faces—in motion pictures. j Cast: Burt Lancaster, Virginia Mayo, Robert Douglas, Aline MacMahon. Warners. a THREE LITTLE WORDS The giants of popular music having been accounted for (there’ve already been movies about Rodgers and Hart, Jerome Kern, etc.), MGM's reduced to telling the story of a couple of song-writers named Bert Kalmar and Harry Ruby. This duo wrote such numbers as “So- long, OO-long,” “Sunny Tennessee,’ and, of course, “Three Little Words.” Astaire plays Kalmar, the vaudeville dancer who injures his knee and goes in for lyric manufacture (he Get the Luxurious Big BATH SIZE | For velvet-smooth Beauty Lather that caresses your skin, leaves your body glowing wrth a warm blush of fragrant, loveliness, enjoy a Beauty Bath with Bath Size Palmolive Soap It’s exquisite... It’s economical. Big, big _ Bath Size Palmolive is perfect for tub or + shower. Just the gentlest massage over your body creates a glorious beauty lather that _leaves your skin glowing, alluring. Proper _ cleansing with this thrifty Bath Size smooths ’ and softens arms, back and shoulders...really { gives you a lovelier complexion all over. And its delicate, exciting scent leaves the merest hint of perfume on your skin—a delightful invitation to romance. Get Bath Size Palmolive today—for Palmolive’s mar- velous beauty lather means you, too, may have a lovelier complexion all over.

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| shel be climbing trees and playing on a |softball team. There’s the problem. Picture’s ‘simple, kind-hearted. These are virtues. Pic- ‘ture’s pretty dull. This is a vice. Cast: Ronald Reagan, Piper Laurie, Ruth Hus- sey, Edmund Gwenn. Universal-International. WHERE THE SIDEWALK ENDS Dana Andrews as a taciturn detective who'd rather beat up a crook than eat a good meal. That's why he’s so lean, and all the crooks hate him. Reason for his ways: his father was '« criminal, and Dana's escaping his heritage. | dicate, "Detectives should find evil-doers, not punish them,” the police department tells him gently. but to Dana, a sock on the spot is worth two in the bush. When he accidentally kills an ex-war hero and then tries to cover up his deed, and then runs afoul of a gambling syn- and then falls in love with model Gene Tierney, the ex-war hero's ex-wife, he’s got himself a case Mr. Anthony wouldn't touch. Special acting medal should go to old- timer Ruth Donnelly who plays a restaurant keeper with comedy and tenderness. Cast: Dana Andrews, Gene Tierney, Gary Merrill, Bert Freed. 20th Century-Fox. “SPY HUNT Apparently, there is nothing more ferocious than a panther. Oh, them deadlly killers. Pen- niless Howard Duff is escorting two caged panthers home to America and a circus, in return for his own passage, when en route to Milan, Italy, he gets mixed up with Marta Toren who hides some microfilm in one of the panther’s collars (first she dopes the beast) and first thing you know, you're in the middle of a spy story. At an inn in the Alps, we meet several suspicious characters, all sup- posedly out for the panther hunt (I forgot to tell you the panthers escape from the train when it’s sabotaged). A few of these charac- ters, however, are really out for the microfilm. Which twin is a secret agent? Which twin has the tommy-gun, and on whom will he use it? Very nice adventure stuff. Cast: Howard Duff, Marta Toren, Robert Doug- Universal-International. las. a 5-day pads ‘new miracle pad deodorant VIPES AWAY DOR-FORMING BACTERIA that other types of deodorants : Contains twice* as much active anti- perspirant;.. yet milder 8 times* more effective in killing odor-forming bacteria leave under your arms! Laboratory Proof TEST X Purpose: Test of 5-DAY’S action in removing odor- forming skin bacteria ‘TEST XX Purpose: Test of 5-DAY’S reserve effectiveness This microscopic photo This laboratory photo was proves that when you throw Saway your 5-Day Pad you throw away with ithundreds of thousands of odor-form- ing bacteria that other types of deodorants leave under your arms. taken hours after applica- tion of a 5-Day Pad. Note the amazing difference. This is because 5-Day’s exclu- sive formula prevents the growth of odor-forming skin bacteria and keeps you safe from underarm odor longer. No other deodorant is as effective in checking perspiration and stopping odor! The miracle is in the pad! 5-Day Pads are circlets of fabric saturated with refreshing, mild yet very effective deodorant. 5-Day’s exclusive formula checks perspiration—stops odor longer. 5-day deodorant pads Easier! Each pad contains right amount. * No guessing! Even smooth pene- tration instantly. Goes into action instantly. Dries Faster! in seconds. Cooling, Refreshing! 32.5' tecine: Cooling, refreshing sensation. No Messy Cream No Drizzly Spray No Drippy Liquid 7 Harmless to sk Safely checks perspiration more effectively, too! Contains twice* as much active anti-per- spirant than an average of leading brands tested. Yet, laboratory pH tests prove 5-Day milder— harmless to skin and clothes. Greater reserve protection! Laboratory tests show that hours after application 5-Day’s exclu- sive formula is 8 times* more effective in keeping you safe from underarm odor than an average of leading brands tested. No other deodorant or deodorant soap can keep you so safe from underarm odor—so long. DOUBLE YOUR MONEY BACK—if not completely satisfied. >All. comparative figures mentioned in this ad are based on the averase of laboratory tests of leading deodorants.

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modern screen septem ber ] 950 @ Ever since the first actress. blinked into a movie camera and bared her lovely legs, the morals of Hollywood citizens have been subject to attack and condemnation. Hollywood’s reputation as a sin-loving, pleasure-seeking mecca spread throughout the world. ii In a effort to counteract this, Hollywood created i i a self-censoring organization in 1930 under Will i i Hays. (Now Eric Johnston is the director.) Still Hollywood’s reputation grew. The 1a Bergman adventure, Rita Hayworth’s royal and | racy romance, Errol Flynn's eternal escapades ; | t provide ample material for Sunday sermons —and even congressional inquiries. i When Mr. Jackson, at the request of Senator Johnson, came to Hollywood to study its morals, he empty-handed. Nevertheless, he did. At | | the moment when Hollywood could at last step forward and take its place on a level with cities everywhere, Judy Garland attempted to commit suicide, K and the chorus of condemnation was heard again. } | did not expect to go back to Washington What really is going on?—MoDERN SCREEN i it ie editors asked themselves. Exactly how did Hollywood ie : get its reputation? What are the facts and what is Bee | the fantasy? We decided to find out, and print the truth 4 | 4 : —without bias or censorship. Is Hollywood a : really as bad as they say or is it no worse—and no ih better—than any other American community? Do Rita, Ingrid, Errol and Judy typify the | ? stars, or are they only the occasional expressions of | | 2 the most glamorous, and at the same time, | I the most emotionally-consuming industry in ! the history of the world? i We think you will find the answers in our report | on Hollywood morals. It starts on page 54. a EDITOR | | i j

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Beautiful but dumb is an expression they ought to bury, for there are girls like Lana, who know everything that books can’t e People who don’t know Lana Turner have peculiar ideas about her. They think she’s five-feet-three of whipped cream. They think she’s dumb, They think she is haughty, flighty and shallow. Magazine editors assigning stories about her usually ask their reporters, “What does she —can she—read?” This story is a defense of Lana Turner—not that she wants one, or really needs one. She stands very well on those beautiful legs of hers. But somewhere along the line too many people began to assume that a woman who is blonde, or eye-stopping, or possessed of any amount of’ sex-appeal, is bereft of brain power. The assumption has no logical basis, but it’s continually strengthened by a lot of less attractive women who say to themselves, “Well, she may be prettier than I am, but I'll bet I’m more intelligent.” Nothing could be farther from the truth. Lana, as her friends will tell you, is a clear, logical thinker. She is one of the best-read women in Hollywood, and has a great awareness of the world outside Hollywood. She is an animated conversationalist with a magnificent sense of humor. The first day she reported for work in one of her pictures, others in the .cast warned her that the director had an annoying habit of working until seven or eight at night. Lana thanked them for the hint, and that evening, at six o'clock, the momentary quiet of the set was shattered by the pealing of a bell. Around the corner of a prop living room came Lana, swinging a huge cow bell (Continued on page 81) \ i] i} t I | Rao 8 A Po = Ne ee A ae OA ENS ea a : teach, and whose hearts know even more. BY JANE WILKIE \ HI a ove pny nares Sonn Veen aan anno nv ENT On

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I have an absent- minded husband and an addle-pated dog and a darling baby daughter who shop-lifts. Oh, [ve got a lovely bunch of characters— so come on in, Ill introduce you to the folks who make it fun to be at home. “ee Cad Zen) 4 My Ah © aS aA red I y ay Id : Seer Ch OL) KY = . arg A} » Malas 1 54-5 od : a Ry @ I always wanted a family of my own in a big house—the kind where the cookie jar is never empty, where someone’s always sitting in your favorite chair, and the sunlight streams through the windows. Well, now I have a family, and a house that I hate to leave in the morning—or any other time. At first glance, my family’s small. There’s Richard, Pamela and myself. But there are a lot of other people whom I like to include in our clan. Some of them live with us; some don’t, but that doesn’t matter, it’s because of them that the house deserves to be called a home. ; ; To explain what I mean, I'll present all of us to you one by one in a ‘sort of play that doesn’t really need a plot. First, there’s the cast of characters: (Resident) Richard Ewing Powell: Actor, husband, head of the house. A disturbing man with deep blue eyes and sensational eyelashes. Pamela Allyson Powell: Small ham, two years old but not cured. Twinkling eyes, wrinkling nose, 16 teeth. Frances Olson: Nurse, called Olie. Patient, full of humor, busy 24 hours a day trying to cure the ham. Marian: Cook, Scottish with brogue. Worries about me. Frank: House man. Fights for his dignity. (A losing battle.) Pat: French poodle, grey, birdbrain. (Non-Resident ) : Pat Grenier: Secretary. Knows all, tells nothing, can’t ever find me. Mr. Eggart: Gardener. No first name. Speaks eight syllable words only. Act I: Breakfast. Mr. Powell and Me. At least, I think it’s Mr. Powell. He’s behind a newspaper. Me: Good morning! RicHarp: (Two eyes appear briefly above paper) Hi! Me: (J walk around the table, kiss the top of his head, get no reaction, sit down.) Nice party last night, wasn’t it? Silence. Me: I’m glad we came home early, aren’t you? Silence. Me: What are you going to do today? RricHarD: What? Me: (slight edge) What are you going to do today? RIcHARD: Oh. Couple of meetings. Radio. Me: I’m going to play golf this afternoon with Helen. Silence. j : Ricuarp: (from behind paper) Eat your prunes, wife. (Enter Frank, bearing eggs.) Me: Frank, can you see me? Am I here—in this room? Frank: (startled) Why, yes, Mrs. Powell. I (Continued on page 97) i bnak Ratan AINE i i

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He’s not ready to_ settle down yet, so be patient, ladies. There’s a lot of living he has to do— a lot of questions he has to answer... BY JANE MARNER qn BP Farley lives alone and loves it. He's only a stone's throw from his parents’ home, | ; close enough to get some good meals. ~ PARLEY GRANGER Hi The ladies will have to wait—the five hundred beautiful ladies at the Barbizon Model Agency who voted him the Most Eligible Bachelor of | 1950, and the thousands of other ladies who never got to vote, and the : ladies who call him up all the time and say, “Mr. Granger, I-would be Ele stanted fenmis lessons ailew moninsese pa € Y> ger, and whenever he's not working—he's on happy to marry you”—they’ll all have to wait. Bill Wyler's: court, practicing his drives. Mr. Granger lives alone. He makes his own breakfast, and sometimes, cee mee oes | ay } his own lunch. He washes his own socks, and he plays tennis on Sundays. When he stops to think it’s about his work, and perhaps about the day just recently when Sam Goldwyn called him into his office, and he went ! there in fear and apprehension. | He’d just finished work on Edge of Doom. It was a demanding, dra- | matic role which required him to kill a priest and then to wrestle with | his awful conscience. He thought that he’d failed, and when Mr. Goldwyn i looked at him quizzically and waved nim to a chair, he was sure that i he’d failed. “T know you're tired,” Mr. Goldwyn began. “I know you need a vaca- tion. You can start today. But first—you knew this picture is the thing I’ve been wanting to put you in for a long time, don’t you—but didn’t dare?” : { Farley nodded. Here it came. ° “T want to say to you that all the expectations and hopes I’ve had for you have been realized. I want to say that ’m very proud of this picture and of you. It’s taken seven years, but it’s been worth it. Together, you and I have made the greatest thing you can make in Hollywood. Together, deck. Farley is still adding art books and Farley, we’ve made a new star.” (Continued on page 68) paintings to his already fine collection.

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oy or : Bs ai Joyce MacKenzie looked much too comfortable floating lazily down the Throwing caution to the winds, the girls climbed on those manly shoulders Santa Ynez pool, so Tony Curtis, Roddy McDowall and Marshall Thompson and tried pushing each other off. Barbara Thompson on Marshall and | Amanda Blake on Roddy give Joyce (on Jack Beutel) the old heave-ho. ( decided to upset her rubber raft. ‘'Help!'' she shouts. ''I'm drowning!"

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SWIMMING POOL PARTIES? “AW, THEY'RE ALL WET!" SAYS YOUR UNDERWATER REPORTER. py duvet, Git T WAS one of those lazy summer Fridays when a working | girl hates her typewriter, or any other excuse for lifting a finger. I’m a member of that species, and I wasn’t wasting time glaring at my Remington. I was busy staring out the window—watching the sun shine on everything in sight. The phone rang. “Martyred Screen,” I answered, and tried to keep the bitterness out of my voice. “Tt’s Tony Curtis,” said Tony Curtis. “What’re you doing?” “Slaving over a hot story,” I lied, hoping to make a fine, upstanding impression. Mental telepathy never had it so good. “Come slave over a cool one,” he invited. “We're going swimming at the Santa Ynez pool.” Naturally, I played hard-to-get. “Who?” I asked. “Well, I’m not exactly sure who's coming,’ Tony said. “Most of the people I called are busy. But I thought Td launch Harvey anyway.” Thad to think that one over. Poor boy. The heat had gone to his head. “Tony,” I replied gently. “Rabbits don’t swim. Not even invisible rabbits.” He laughed. His assurance that this rabbit would float was all I needed. Right away I recognized my duty. If Tony Curtis had a sunstroke, I should be writing a story about it beside a swimming pool—beside the Pacific ocean, if neces- sary. And preferably, under a beach umbrella. Of course, when I made the announcement, everyone in the office thought I was the one with the bothered brain. But I have faced these insinuations before. So instead of being Joyce decides to get even by sinking all the men. Armed with an inner tube, she paddled over to Jack Beutel, yelling "Prepare to submerge! Prepare to submerge!” Jack blithely ignored her—and she promptly sank him. * ae i =) - a tC & See fazed, I went home to get my bathing suit and fountain pen and headed for the Santa Ynez Inn. : The pool, I found, is a body of water surrounded by a building. No wind. A sky full of sun. And beach chairs galore—two of which held Marshall and Barbara Thompson. “Day off?” I inquired. I got an indignant look for my curiosity. “Tm studying a script,’ Marsh said. F I didn’t see any script. Later on,-I noticed that he’d been sitting on it. Suddenly Roddy McDowall and Amanda Blake came up out of the pool for air. “Office closed?” asked Roddy. “Tm doing underwater interviews,” I told him and pro- duced my fountain pen. “I thought you couldn’t come. Don’t you have a radio show this afternoon?” He seemed slightly sheepish. “Today I’m transcribed,” he said, mopping his brow. Amanda disappeared for a minute. She returned with an armload of towels. “Let me help,” I volunteered, grabbing a handful and scattering them around the cement. “Hey, wait a second—they go over me, not under me,” she grinned. Then she stretched out and covered up. -Amanda’s a gorgeous redhead, who looks like Greer Garson, and could probably accumulate a mass of freckles by sitting near an electric bulb. But the weather had proved too good to resist so she’d joined our happy group of truants. Joyce MacKenzie showed up nest. “T shouldn’t be here,” were her first words. “I just moved into a new apartment and I ought to be getting it straightened.” (Continued on next page ) Barbara stretches out on the diving board while Marshall and Amanda apply the suntan oil. Amanda was next and they really coated her—she doesn't even need the sun to get freckles. Sa ET eI ‘ ; Siaabeaditen ii Paes et watt seie nia a == = =

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Joyce MacKenzie takes over chef's duties at the Santa Ynez pool, while host Tony Curtis hopes for the best. There's nothing like a swim to rouse those appetites—and hamburgers and salad go down in record-breaking time. As the sun sinks slowly in the west, the gang collapses on the water's edge while Harvey, the rabbit, keeps watch. the big splash continued She went in and put on her bathing suit instead. Jack Beutel was the worst offender. “I had an ap- pointment with the dentist,’ he admitted. ‘But maybe it'll be cloudy tomorrow and I can make another one.” i Finally we caught sight of Tony. He was carefree. He was so carefree that he’d forgotten his bathing suit. But he remembered Harvey. Harvey was a rubber rabbit. He took to the water as if he’d been floating all his inflated life. And Tony, who managed to bor- row a suit, followed. A small voice in the back of my head told me I should be working. ‘“‘Come down and say a few words,” I told Roddy. Then I held my nose and headed for the bottom of the pool. Might as well make this authentic. A Roddy joined me. “Blub,”’ he said. We surfaced and saw Joyce drifting up and down on the raft. After a short conference, Roddy and the rest of the fellows maneuvered a surprise attack. “Now Joyce will say a few words,” he yelled as they . tossed her overboard. “Blub,” said Joyce. Next came what is known in polite swimming circles as a water battle. Barbara climbed on Marsh’s shoul- ders, Joyce on Jack’s and Roddy carried Amanda. The idea was for one of the girls to get dunked. Tony, who refereed, declared that the large splash signified Joyce had lost the fight. I think she spent more time underwater than anybody—except me. And I was there on business. Joyce took her revenge out on Jack. Under he went. I guess I don’t have to tell you what he said. He came up in time to just miss getting hit on the head by Marshall, who was jumping, feet first, through the water ring. I was sitting by the pool soaking my feet when I heard a couple of familiar snickers. I turned around to see‘a couple of much too familiar faces. Bob Beer- man and Bert Parry, MopERN SCREEN’s ace photog- raphers, were leering down at me. “Underwater interviews, floating rabbits. You're all wet,” they snickered. “What’re you doing here?” I wanted to know. “We thought we’d try out our waterproof cameras,” they retorted. And then they went away. I thought their tone a little cold for such a warm day, so I slipped back into the pool and went under two and a half times. Food brought all of us back to dry land. The chef carted out a grill and began to whip up some hamburgers and trimmings. ‘My specialty,’ Joyce murmured. Tony seemed skeptical. But the chef was more than willing to help the lady in distress. He loaned her his cap and handed her the spatula. Tony’s pretended scorn spurred her on to a (Continued on page 89)

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. ee pe ele @ I had nothing to do—not a thing, for forty-eight hours. I was getting a little nervous about it when Al Schwa- bacher Jr., an old friend of mine, called. “Why don’t you come to San Francisco?” he said. I called up Betsy Kaplan, another old friend, and I said, “Why don’t we go to San Francisco?” And we went just like that. We took The Lark out of Los Angeles on Thursday night, feeling as gay as a couple of schoolgirls on their way toa fraternity dance. “This was a wonderful idea,” said Betsy. “Oh,” I said, loftily, “there was nothing to it.” Of course, there was. Al is a member of The Guardsmen—a group of young San Francisco businessmen who organized a few years ago to combat juvenile delinquency. After the war, The Guardsmen decided to finance a summer camp for under-privileged children. (Continued on page 38) ae * eas i Jane gets a thrilling view of San Francisco as Barry McCarthy shows her the city's points of interest. Below: She and friend Betsy Kaplan ride up and down the hills in one of San Francisco's old cable cars. 1 .

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On Fisherman's Wharf, Jane and Betsy inspect part of the day's haul—some giant crabs. Below: they pose prettily for a wharf cameraman—Price 25 cents and all work guaranteed. 1wn and shopped for fine porcelain dishes. She almost bought a dried sea be-forgotten affair. It's one of San Francisco's most fabulous rse for her son out the proprietor insisted they were for eating—not playing. restaurants, serving authentic dishes in lovely surroundings. Dinner with Betsy and a friend at India House is a never-to-

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At the Mark Hopkins hotel, Jane Wyman pours coffee for San Francisco Mayor Leo Halley. x oe The Junior Press Club comprised ot outstanding young journalism students interviews Jane. The whawee of The Guardsmen Race gets a floral tribute and below it's time to say goodbye. I discovered San Francisco continued This weekend they wanted me to be their guest at The Guardsmen Race, whose proceeds would go toward the camp. On Friday morning we were standing in the corridor of the train, look- ing out at Oakland’s Bay, a thin wisp of fog away from San Francisco. The Golden Gate Bridge stood in the early light like a giant sentinel. Oh, San Francisco, I thought, how I love you—the sights, the sounds, the smells . . . I was lost in my rhapsodic musings when a voice behind me boomed, “That San Francisco! The worst earthquake couldn’t spoil it. The big fire couldn’t destroy it. And it’s a cinch you can never forget it!” The voice belonged to a tall, grey-haired man with a military mous- tache who looked as if he’d done a lot of traveling. If he can feel this way about San Francisco, I said to myself, I guess the lump in my throat is understandable. I’ve been to San Francisco before. We staged camp shows there during the war, and some of my friends live there. But it’s a funny thing. Every time I get off the train I feel like an explorer. I feel lost in all the excitement. I feel that this is one place in the world where no matter who you are or how much you've seen there’s still so much more to Jearn and experience. We had quite an experience almost as soon as The Lark glided to a stop. There were no frenzied mobs to greet us—just a few nice children with flowers, and some friendly reporters who took our arrival down for the record. Mopern Screen’s photographer, Sprague Talbot, waved a greeting. A couple of The Guardsmen welcomed us officially, and then we met Milton Miskel and Bill Williams, two motorcycle policemen. Milt and Bill were very nice, I discovered, but Milt and Bill are also very speed-crazy. x Betsy and I were shown into a shiny convertible with the top down, and as soon as the door was closed behind us, sirens rent the air, I felt like sliding to the bottom of the car, but after all, it was an open car and someone would have noticed. As it was, traffic had stopped and everyone started staring. “What is it?” I said to Betsy. ‘““What’s the matter?” She smiled at me weakly. “I guess it’s us,” she said. It was Milt and Bill, and suddenly I was too busy hanging on to my head to even ask why they needed sirens to take us at seven-thousand miles an hour to the Mark Hopkins Hotel. When we got to the hotel we saw a big group of men standing out in front, apparently waiting for someone. “Why, isn’t that sweet,” I thought. “All those nice men have come just to greet us.” As it happened all those men had come to stage a drawing of ten names for The Guardsmen Race which was to be held at the Tanforan Track. Each name was to be assigned to a horse in the race and prizes would be given out accordingly to the winners. Thousands of tickets had been sold for the event, and it was my honor to select the ten names. After the drawing, Betsy and I attended a welcome luncheon, and I was interviewed by motion picture editors of San Francisco papers. I must have answered dozens of adroitly put questions, and I don’t think I can be accused of apple-polishing if I say there's a distinctive, rugged quality to San Francisco newspapers that is typical of the city itself. The press conference was followed by sightseeing. We wanted to see everything—and anything. We went down to Fisherman’s Wharf and wandered around. Sprague Talbot came with us to take pictures— but he had competition. There was a little (Continued on page 84)

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what the stars in a series | believe I remember _.. 1 measured @ When I was 19 and getting nowhere in the acting business I wrote a fan letter to two stars. The first star I a man by the size of his reputation. won’t mention by name. I asked him for an autographed photograph. He Bu t then I neither sent it nor acknowledged my learned that letter in any other way. My request people are only to the second star was not so simple. He was Henry Hull whom I had just seen on the stage as Jeeter Lester in their hearts... Tobacco Road. I was fascinated by his makeup and actually asked him if I might see him personally with the makeup on. That was the letter I didn’t think would be answered. But I was wrong. : Because back came a reply reading as follows: “Dear Mr. Ford, you are most wel- come to come backstage to my dressing room anytime after seven o’clock in the evening.” I went. He had left word at the stage door and I was taken to his room. | He was without his makeup but he set | me down on a chair and let me watch him put it on. He talked to me all the time, explained the technique he used and answered every question I asked. -Afterwards he had someone take me into the theater and put me in a seat LB so I could watch the show again. I have never seen Mr. Hull since. He knows I was grateful because I ha thanked him that night. But he doesn’t know what went on in my mind for long afterwards. : This was it: I had always liked him as an actor. But now, (Continued on page 73) as big as | ] |

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Deceptively small when viewed from the road in Mandeville Canyon, Diana Lynn and John Lindsay's modernistic home is rambling and sunny. Behind that stone exterior are three big bedrooms, a den, three bath- a THEY GET THE SUN IN THE MORNING AND THE MOON AT NIGHT IN THE MODERN HOUSE THAT JOHN BUILT. @ This was their third date. They’d seen a ball game and gone dancing and held hands through a double feature; and now they were sitting in a Beverly Hills restaurant. First, she was chatty, then she was witty, then she was attentive, waiting for him to talk. But John Lindsay, the young archi- tect, wouldn’t. He sat there in his best Brooks Brothers suit, polite and smiling, his thoughts obviously elsewhere. “Strange guy,” Diana Lynn mused. tree. He Suddenly, John sprang to his feet. ‘“Let’s get out of here,’ he said urgently. Diana gulped her coffee and they got out of here. They hopped into his car and started for the ocean highway. Most Hollywood couples drive there on warm, August nights. A mile from the Pacific, John swung his car onto one of the winding, woody canyon roads that branch off from Sunset Boule- vard and disappear into the hills. “This guy is getting a little corny,” rooms, a dining-living room, .and a deluxe kitchen. John, an architec designed the house, fitting it into its natural setting without movir brought nature inside, too—via an indoor garde AND EVE: thought Diana. “If he comes up with som thing like running out of gas, Ill simp laugh in his face.” John pulled up beside a grove of syc! mores, turned off the motor, and reach} out. Diana retreated. He laughed. “I just looking for a flashlight,” he explainc| “J want to show you something.” f Before Diana could blush, he was out | the car, sweeping a beam of light back at forth across a partly-constructed house. }

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nm the back of one of their wool-covered couches, Diana looks toward dining table and candelabra designed by John. The far wall is >»s Verdes stone—the same stone used on the house's exterior. Built —— ther or not Diana's expecting company for dinner, she always dines andlelight. Drawstring curtains conceal the picture-trame windows; > to the kitchen jis visible next to shelves on the wall at right. Cola. Crown | 2 ,2UGH DIANA LYNN FEELS LIKE NATURE GIRL—SHE LIVES HERE JUST LIKE A QUEEN. | 1, , : . +0 Diana’s untrained eyes, the house two stone walls and some upnght rds. “Isn’t this nice,” she said, helpfully. |sut John was gazing rapturously into the i-darkness, as a mother might gaze at i only child. He wore-on his face the il 7, lost expression that people in love are ‘posed to wear. His eyes were peeled He helped Diana rip her nylons as she gaily jumped over the foundations. “See how this house nestles up against the hill?” he asked excitedly. “I’ve hardly had to disturb a tree to fit it in. When all the plastering and painting are done, I think Tl plant some fool-proof shrubs like cycla- men and fuchsia and begonia. A month after the house is completed, you won't know it’s new. There won’t be any of that raw, new look about this place. I’ve de- the orderly arrangement of lumber and jie. “Yah,” he mumbled after awhile. re is. Come on, I'll explain it to you.” The service bar between kitchen and dining-living area enables Diana to chat with John and guests while fixing a snack of Royal sparkling Here's a A “cook's view’ of the living room (through the sliding section between kitchen and dining area) shows the spectacular fireplace. into one wall, it's their tavorite corner for entertaining. a glimpse of her kitchen. signed it so that it would merge with the natural background. Get the picture?” Diana, who could barely see two feet in front of her, smiled wanly. -“‘It’s just fascinating,’ she said. “And from here to here,” he continued, “There'll be 25 feet of glass panels reaching from floor to ceiling. I’m all for a com- bined dining and living room. What’s the point of having a separate dining room? I think T'll work (Continued on next page)

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love me, love my house cont'd . out some sort of interior planting. There’s nothing like hav- ing a garden inside your house as well as outside.” “That will be real nice,” said Diana. “And another thing,” John ran on, “‘these stone walls that you see. Well, I’m going to make them a structural part of the house. I’m not going to cover the stone with paint or plaster. It’s much too beautiful for that. I’m going to let it show. This wall will be part of the den and this one with the fireplace in the middle, completes one end of the living room.” Diana felt it her duty to be interested, intrigued, enraptured, so at this point, she decided it was the propitious time for an intelligent question. She pointed to the floor areas where pipes were zig-zagging all over the place. “Are these the Lacs 7 See Oe ; eh ges bathrooms?” she asked. Rr lp Mes a IGS. Smit ape = Lindsay’s laughter shattered the night air. ‘‘All this a bath- The Lindsays' living room looks into the garden through room?” he howled. “Why, no, honey, hardly. These pipes ay elmest sae el aa But tere! i ete a are for what is called radiant heating. They’re built under j the floor. When you turn the heating on, the heat comes up from the bottom, through the floor, and heats the house with- out causing any drafts. What’s more, it’s very economical.” “Ts that right?” Diana said, ready to cry. “Economical, and no drafts. Right up from the floor...” “And that’s not all, either,’ her date continued. ‘This house is jammed with the latest economical system. Take the electrical system. All the light outlets are on a bell cord and the current runs at a low frequency rate which can be stepped up by a transformer when it’s needed. This house has an awful lot of. wiring, but the bills will be cut in half by this low frequency system.” : “Qh, brother,” Diana thought, “what.is he talking about?” Finally, she took a deep breath, and plunged. “John,” she said, “how many rooms has this house got?” “Three bedrooms, three baths and a den,” he explained. “Tt sounds large but a young couple could live in it very reasonably. The kitchen is small and compact. A girl could do all her work by just pushing buttons. All she’d have to do | is put the children out on the patio and watch them through | : the large window.” And then, just as suddenly as he’d begun Diana nostalgically remembers the days when her house 5 ‘ peat 3 : vas frameworko sHecealle ghisudendhisjunkishow: his lecture, John Lindsay stopped. “It’s late,” he said. “I'd | re a z better be taking you home.” | As she looks over some new plans with architect John, it 2 ee 2S In the months that followed, John and Diana had other oc Fe n dates, only they were of a more conventional nature. She invited him to buffet suppers at her bachelorette apartment where they ate and talked about each other. She introduced him to her family, and he presented her to his. They didn’t say any more about the house. Very cleverly and in easy stages, Diana let John find out what sort of life a young actress leads: the tight schedules, the demands of the publicity departments, the confabs with agents, directors, and studio executives. She mixed this up with a little piano-playing; and exactly four months from the day they met, the inevitable happened. On December 18th, 1948, in the Healy Chapel at the University of Southern California, Diana Loehr (that’s her real name) became Mrs. John Lindsay. . A three-week honeymoon in New York followed and then : they went back to Beverly Hills where they rented a cute a little cottage at an astronomical rent. Diana tried to be a One whole corner is devoted to Diana's impressive record patient and efficient housewife, but in those cramped quarters, collection and big Philco radio-phonograph. Out of : $ : the camera's range are her music cabinet and piano. it was tough. Her gowns and his (Continued on page 92) 42

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Diana has put her wedding silver behind sliding glass © When John’s busy in his studio, Diana can still talk panels in the dining area. It's always on display here, to him from the living room via the two-way Webster yet remains untarnished and ready for immediate use. electric telephone speaker system linking all rooms. The master bedroom is a triumph of beauty over economy—drapes are sailcloth, bed merely box springs on legs.

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Dit @ A handsome actor, who would rather keep his name to himself, took Betty Hut- ton out on a simple date a few years ago. He appeared at his studio the next morning obviously shaken from the experience. When quizzed for details of the evening's fun, he said warily, “‘Vd rather not discuss it. There is one thing, though. Along about eleven o'clock the situation becomes tense, and you're not quite sure whether she’s go- ing to marry you right on the spot, dissolve into a mist of tears, or just plain explode and get all over everybody.” Try to pin an appropriate label on this girl and your choice is as good as anyone's. Take all the fancy phrases ever used, hook any one of them on Hutton and it'll fit— Blonde Bombshell; Bouncing Beauty, Sad Sandra, Moody Myrtle, Bitter Betty, Mar- velous Mama. To make up a brand new word, Betty Hutton is an enigma. Hollywood was introduced to Betty at the Paramount studios via a musical called The Fleet’s In. The set was a studio de- signer’s idea of a battleship and there was a large stage on which a hundred or so performers were just about ready to burst into song and dance in a producer’s idea of the gay life in the United States Navy. Half a dozen cameras were set up at strategic positions ready to capture the action. The director was absent at the moment as none of the principals were in- volved in the scene, and the shot was in the hands of an assistant director. He turned to his assistant and said: “Where's that new girl? What’s her name—Button?” “T think (Continued on page 46) slop aul Anything you can do, she can do more of—the dancing, the singing, the disso]ving in tears. That's Hutton—the hoyden. the fiery angel. BY JIM HENAGHAN Recently in New York, Betty planned on doing the town—came down with a virus instead. She spent most of her time in her Plaza suite with Lindsay and Candy.

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46 it’s Mutton—and here she comes now,” the second assistant whispered. Betty Hutton, her head down, a suspi- cious, doleful expression on her face, came into the set and took a pre-determined posi- tion at the front of the stage. The man with the megaphone shouted a few last minute instructions and ordered the action to get underway. The music started, the sailors began to sing and dance and. it seemed as though somebody had whacked the new girl across ‘the backside with the carving edge of a sabre. Howling at the top of her lungs, she began to leap high in the air and from one side of the stage to the other like a spring fly that had just made an emergency land- ing on a pancake griddle. There was a moment of uncertainty during which all of the assistant directors exchanged puzzled glances. Finally, one gathered his wits. “Hoip rr! Hotp rr!” he howled. “What the devil is going on up there?” HE action simmered down and the head T man walked to Betty. “Ts there something the you?” he asked. “Certainly not,” said Betty. “I feel fine.” “You're supposed to be a singer,” said the director. ‘What's all that jumping around?” “That’s how I sing,” erently. “Well, try and keep it down,” said the director, ‘‘so we can get you in the picture.” Eleven hundred dollars worth of film later five jibbering cameramen held a meeting and called Buddy De Sylva, the studio pro- duction head. Somebody was out to get them was their complaint. A total of a hundred and nine years service in Holly- wood they had, and. they couldn't get a clear shot of a silly stage full of sailors. Every time the music started, some girl be- gan to leap like a dervish and the whole thing became blurred. “That would be Hutton,” said De Sylva. “Tell you what to do. Just keep all of the cameras on her. Don’t pay any atten- tion to anybody else. We might as well realize right now that nobody is going to ignore Betty.” And that’s practically the way it has been ever since. There is an erdotional instinct in Betty Hutton that rules her life, passes beyond normalcy and makes of her a thing re- moved from lesser mortals. It inspires her work, forbids ordinary friendship—with matter with said Betty bellig- in separate cars. her it’s either complete love or bitter hatred —and fouls up her romantic life completely. She has been pictured many times as a simple housewife, tolerantly capable in the domestic scene, and apt at stoking a man’s pipe and carrying his slippers. Hog- wash! Pipes and slippers, phooey! If her home isn’t a madhouse she’s sick. If she likes a guy, she'll settle for nothing less than washing his hair, doing his laundry, filling his teeth and making him an over- coat. If she doesn’t like him, he’d better keep his door locked, for she is likely to conk him, cut him up in little pieces and feed him to some cats. Ve Mature could tell you about the maudlin Hutton. Betty, Victor will tell you, has a_ heart the surface than anyone he has ever met. On his first date with her a few years ago, they dined with another couple at a Hollywood res- taurant. At the end of dinner, it was decided that they would all go to Vic’s new house for a nightcap. They set out Vic arrived last and shut off the car lights in the driveway. A soft flow of music came from the speaker of the radio and Betty and Vic sat for a mo- ment to hear the tune through. A speck of dust flew in Vic’s eye and he rubbed it. A half hour later they went inside, both of them sniffling and red-eyed. Afraid that something terrible had hap- pened, Vic’s friend pulled him aside into another room. “What's the matter with you?’ “What have you two been crying about?” “T don’t know,” said Mature. “Some dust flew in my eye and I guess I rubbed it too hard. When I turned to Betty, she saw it and said, ‘Why, honey, you're crying.’ She burst into tears, then I did, and we've both been sitting out there ever since weeping like a couple of lost kids. I don’t know what came over me.” Most of the guys who meet Betty Hut- ton have no idea what comes over them, either. One chap described it as, “It’s sort of like being engulfed—if there is such a word. She’s the sweetest thing you ever met. Wants to go dutch at dinner and things like that. And when you dance with her, you feel as though she needs you. Then somebody hits a hot lick on a trum- pet and you have to hang on or go flying off into space. And on the way home, you're not sure whether to call a cab—or go swinging off through the tree tops. She's just, well, different, (Continued on page 83) closer to he asked. | back | to schoo fashions by connie bartel, fashion edit @ There is really no thrill like the v special excitement of the re-opening school. There’s a hint of all sorts unknown kicks to come—new guys and g to meet, new after-class shindigs, the n football team and its chances. To get the mosta and the besta out of j these new’s—you must, natch, have ni clothes. And new clothes we've corrall| for you—whether you're off to junior hig high, or college. We begin with the green gabardine 3 houette dress worn by Cecile Aubrey opp site—a natural for class, with zing, ye On page 48, sculptured wool when you’ a yen for sophistication—and a plaid shij maker, jazzed up with velvet. The biggé news of all is our two low-pocket dress on page 49—proof positive that you real cool on fashion. Suits we’ve got, naturally. On page take your choice between a fitted‘ versi or a nice easy boxy one. Page 51, look Faith Domergue demonstrating two kin of classics—the one with the extra.touct for fun—or the one that’s pure simplicii to add your own fun to. Need we mention sweaters and skirt Would school be school without ther Pages 52-53—some beauties, all mixab matchable, and wonderful. Ready? Reme’ ber, roll call right after Labor Day. Cecile Aubry wear college campus side-buttoned gabardine @ Cecile Aubry, who plays title role in 20th Century-Fo The Black Rose, opposite Tyrc’ Power—makes like pedalling off school in green gabardine. Butt« streak diagonally across the bodi| then angled down one side—| pockets are thrice draped, thr buttoned—the total effect is terr for class—and why not a d afterward? In Burlington’s crease-resist rayon whippet gabardine. Also wi} butterscotch, peacock, and bei Sizes 10-20, and—important !—a, half-sizes 1414-224. ‘ By Eve Carver—$7.95. All featured back-to-school fashi(J in this issue at The Hecht Cc pany, Washington, D. C.

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48 BACK TO SCHOOL 1. The slim wool, dark or bright— practically an entrance requirement. This one has a jewelry or scarf neckline; four pockets on a slant; new-for-winter short sleeves; and sculptured lines to show your figure. Right for class, but datable, too. 100% sheer wool crepe. Black, red or green. Sizes 10-18. $17.95. 2. Checked wool collared in velvet, the 1950-51 version of your pet shirtwaist dress. It buttons down the front for quick climbing into; sophisticated trouser-pleats round your hips and pare your waist; the long sleeves are buttoned once, for that finished look. All wool, in brown, red, navy or green. Sizes 12-20. $17.95. 3. If you’ve got your eye on the most-fashionable-girl-on-campus title —wear your pockets halfway to your knees. The lower your pockets, the higher your rating for the low-down on clothes. As smart as corduroy can be—with zip-front, winter-short sleeves, a collar for your gadgets. Red, grey, green, brown. 10-18. $14.95. 4. More low pockets—this time on a fuzzy mohair skirt, topped by a knitted wool worsted jersey—as fashionable, and comfortable, as you can get! The skirt guarantees an audience; the dropped shoulder blouse cuts a figure; the studded belt sparks the works. Grey skirt; red yellow, rust or green top. Sizes 10-16. $22.95. ALL DRESSES BY HENRY ROSENFELD ....1f slim sculptured S ist

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BACK TO SCHOOL —in flannels and plaid Who can think of college without one good, good suit, cut from superb menswear fabric, finished with the finesse only expert man-tailoring can achieve? Herewith, two absolutely gilt-edged investments! Right: Good grey flannel, favorite of guys and gals—cut for the girl with a figure in a five-button jacket with three slash pockets, to top a slim skirt. In fine yarn-dyed menswear flannel. Sizes 10-20; also petite sizes 10-20. BY ROSENBLUM OF CALIFORNIA | —$39.95. Far right: Box jacket suit, right any school, any semester, and so easy to wear. Beautifully turned lapels, flap pockets, and a skirt with a good hang. All-wool shadow plaid, in muted blue or pumpkin. Sizes 10-20. BY ROSENBLUM OF CALIFORNIA —$39.95. BOTH PAGES OF MODERN SCREEN FASHIONS AT THE HECHT CO., WASH., D. C. FOR HOW TO BUY IN PERSON OR BY MAIL, SEE PAGE 69

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Above: Corduroy’s loved on every campus—especially pin-wale—especially with gilt eyelets climbing to a stand-up collar, and a big-pocketed twirling skirt. Red, green, rust, beige. Sizes 9-15. BY PAM ROGERS. $14.95. Right: Classic for classrooms— fly-front Action-aire dress with bi-swing back, action armhole, front zipper. Green, wine, butterscotch, peacock, beige. Burlington’s crease-resistant whippet gabardine. Sizes 10-20; 1414-22. BY EVE CARVER. $7.95. Shoes by Honey Debs In corduroys and gabardines Faith Domergue, Howard Hughes’ new dramatic discovery you’re currently seeing in RKO’s Where Danger Lives, demonstrates that there’s no bigger blessing to you college girls than the basic dress. Moreover, she proves you can take your basics spiced, as left, or straight, as below. But basics you must have.

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THE MODERN SCREEN FASHIONS ON BOTH PAGES AT THE HECHT CoO., WASH., D. C. FOR HOW TO BUY IN PERSON OR BY MAIL, SEE PAGE 69 1. The Sweaters: Semi-box wool pullover $3.98; with matching | cardigan, $4.98. Grey, navy, brown, green, wine, rust, black. ° The Skirt: The wonderful whirling 20-gore roller skirt that never has 1. to be pressed—just hang it over a- steaming tub. Fitted at hips, flared. Wool zephyr doeskin flannel. Sizes 12-18; jr. sizes 9-15. $8.98. 2. The Sweaters: Short-sleeved wool pullover, Sanforlan treated so it won’t shrink out of shape, $3.98; matching cardigan, $5.98. Grey, wine, green, rust, purple, natural, navy, royal, black, brown. The Skirt: Artfully cut on the bias, to fit at the hips and achieve a gay and graceful swing. Topped with self-belt. In smooth wool zephyr doeskin flannel. $5.98. ALL SKIRTS BY COLLEGE-TOWN All skirts, in menswear grey, hunter green, rasp- berry wine, rust, brown, black,

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BACK TO SCHOOL in mixable separates team—all wool dolman-sleeved pullover, topped with vest. Pullover in grey, green, black, brown, wine, $5.98. Vest in wine, rust, gold, beige, grey, $3.98. The Skirt: Turnabout skirt with kick pleat, big pockets. Wear pleat in front, pockets on hips, or vice versa. Wool zephyr doeskin flannel, $7.98. 3. The Sweaters: Terrific | 4. The Sweater: Bright striped zephyr wool pullover—with vivid con- trast edging the round neck, the fitted waistband, and the short sleeves, $4.98. Black and wine, | brown and beige, grey and gold, | green and rust, wine and grey. | The Skirt: Kick-pleated slimmer with two slash side pockets, grip- per waistband. In wool zephyr doeskin flannel. $5.98. ALL SWEATERS BY LITTLE MISS ENGLISH

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cit "Sin sells tickets’ was the producers’ motto in the 1920's. They went overboard trying to eate an exctic world of illusion. This produc Nowadays it’s more sinned against than sinni| ) | @ : £ WL: hollywoods (5 yéeal record m Every Tuesday and Thursday for the past thirty. ye| ee) Hollywood’s motion picture stars have been accused of e\| crime in the book—adultery, seduction, bigamy, dope-addict political subversiveness, and just plain immoral behavior. decades the feeling has persisted that movie stars are n| 6 prostitution cases sinful than any group anywhere. 60 times more crime in Kansas City The picture above, a still from a 1926 creation called Sorrows of Satan, is one of the reasons Hollywood has eai ( : ‘ its disreputable name. Exotic, lascivious, conscienceless, | 84 times more sex offenses in New York City movies and attitudes of yesterday have firmly left their influ: in the mind of the 1950 public. 10 out of 15,000 actors in major scandals 2 murders | | 55 times more crime in Chicago

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Ae rs med % - os + » ay 4, ‘ % Lf oe } ; PA a _—— | of The Sorrows of Satan with Mary Astor, Ricardo Cortez and Adolphe Menjou displayed sex, depravity and opium in equal quantities. but Hollywood has itself to blame for a reputation that the public refuses to forget. Wy Uli SHuat 1 | What the public fails to realize is that Hollywood has changed, and so have the people in it. (The next six pages are devoted to an analysis of morals in Hollywood.) Senator Edwin €. Johnson of Colorado let loose with one of the most recent blasts against the screen colony. Having been shockingly hurt by Ingrid Bergman’s conduct, the senator an- nounced that Hollywood was turning out Communist propa- ganda in return for free dope which Chinese Reds were supplying. He also urged that all screen stars be thoroughly investigated and licensed. : This prompted Georgie Jessel, the unofficial toastmaster- general of the motion picture industry, to utter these pithy words: “Here is a man who says that because a Swedish girl and an Italian man have fallen violently in love—Ethel Barry- more should stand in line to apply for a license to act.” In his forcible comment, Jessel pointed up the gross unfair- ness in seeking to punish all movie stars for the transgressions of a reckless few. Probably the most honest evaluation of screen personalities ever made is contained in the dialogue of a forthcoming motion picture, All About Eve. Joseph Mankiewicz, an outstanding writer-director who wrote the play, has (Continued on page 91)

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Ivctl, TW)PLL: MORALS IN HOLLYWOOD This is about Judy—a little girl whose ambition came too soon, grew too fast, a woman paying for too much fame... BY JIM BURTON | the brutal trut | about judy garla m@ By this time everyone has read of the night in June when Judy Garland broke a glass tumbler and jabbed it into her throat. The action was met with many responses—shock, sympathy, horror, contempt. The sympathetic wondered how a 29-year-old woman who was acclaimed by many critics as perhaps the most talented actress in Hollywood could so hit the depth of tragedy. The contemptuous sneered, “it was just a put-up job for publicity’s sake.” An MGM official stated that Judy had “pretended suicide on at least ten other previous occasions.” And her own doctor, Francis Ballard, called the incident an “impulsive act to attract attention.” Whatever the cause, whatever the intent of that act, it became obvious that Judy Garland is an extremely confused and troubled woman. Only a year ago, Katharine Hepburn, her good friend, said, “Judy, if \ Juche oe yeas Mineeliethersenth you don’t quit this wild kick you’re going to wind up a suicide.” | baby Liza) in 1945. There were many What wild kick? Why suicide? What are the problems of Judy’s life that f rumors of separation, but he remains loyal. make her unable to cope with the present and to face the future? APs The cause goes back through many years and many stories. You can even say it started when she was three years old and was plunged into the erratic, exacting and public life of the vaudeville performer. But if you want to start a little later you can go back to the time when she was a plump teen- ager and it was said that she was madly in love with a producer, a married man. He regarded her as a sweet, precocious child and his attitude was distinctly paternal. Judy, however, was supposedly lost in passion, and she wore her heart on her Sloppy Joe sweater for all the world to smile at. The world did smile, and the stories began and made the rounds.. Each time a different producer’s name was used, and each time the story got back to Judy. The first crush, the first heartbreak wasn’t allowed to be forgotten. ieee There are some who say that this unrequited love led to a sleeping pill- Carleton Alsop, Judy's agent, stuck by benzedrine cycle and marital and professional discord. There are others who her side when she went to Brigham hospi- : : tal after suffering a nervous collapse. deny this; these others say that the cause for Judy’s (Continued on page 70) | — =

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the story robert mitchum never told He never looked for breaks; he never got them. He grew up like a lot of other kids—with fate laughing at him. He grew up trying to escape a world he hadn't made... BY STEVE CRONIN It happened in Chicago several months ago. Robert Mitchum ambled into a night club discreetly followed by his bodyguard, a bulk of muscle named Kemp Niver. Patrons looked up, caught sight of Mitchum, and began whispering to their neighbors. An ominous air of expectancy filled the room. Mitchum sat down at a table. He took in the room with a glance like a lasso. Ina minute he knew why people were talking. Less than five tables away from him sat Lila Leeds; she was dressed in a gown that fit like a sunburn. With her was her fiance, young Gus Arvey, son of the Chicago politi- cal boss, Jake Arvey. Mitchum hadn’t laid eyes on Lila for months, since that fateful day when they’d both been sentenced to serve ninety days in the Los Angeles County jail for possessing marijuana cigarettes. The ‘patrons tried not to stare. They just couldn’t resist the temptation. What was go- ing to happen? Would Bob go over to Lila’s table? Would she come to his? Would they even acknowledge each other? Their eyes focussed first on Mitchum, then on Lila. Suddenly, a thin, sallow-faced man with dull, flat eyes edged up to Mitchum’s body- guard. He spoke softly and with menacing deliberation. “The boys and I,” he said, ‘“‘want a grand.” Mitchum’s bodyguard played dumb. “A grand for what?” he asked. He moved away, and the racketeer followed. When they reached the lobby, the sallow- “faced man explained the setup. “A lot of the boys are in the joint tonight. Your boy’s on pro (Mitchum was placed on probation for two years at the time of his sentence). He can’t afford a scene. We start a fight, and he may wind up pulling a stretch at San Quentin. Let’s have a grand, and everything is very peaceful.” Kemp Niver is a shrewd man. A former private detective, he knows how to handle himself in the clinches. “Look,” he said, “I don’t carry that kind of dough on me. (Continued on page 86) ypuctl TUPOUL: MORALS IN HOLLYWOO! 59

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UL: MORALS IN HOLLYWOOD 4 a J Most of Hollywood’s stars deserve good conduct medals, but there are a few who'll never learn to behave. No one knows why— except maybe Hedda Hopper who gives them the: once over—and not so lightly. why they get in ty ladle hor @ Not too long ago, I collared a startled young man at Ciro’s obvious to a schoolboy: that when a married man with a in Hollywood and gave him a piece of my mind. Married and family, celebrity or not, involves himself publicly in inter- 4 a father, he was chasing around with Hollywood’s glamor girls national scandal, gives his lady love kisses, and diamonds with i) and making a fool of himself and I told him so. “If youknow money that should go to his wife and kids, he’s asking for what’s good for you, you'll go back to Nancy as fast as you trouble in a very loud voice. can and beg her forgiveness,” I told him. “Why, nobody’s ever One day about four years ago, I put in a long distance call \ talked to me like that before,” gasped Frank Sinatra. “You're from Hollywood to the Waldorf-Astoria in New York and | right, Hedda. I’ll call home right now.” And he did. asked for Bing Crosby who was there on a vacation without / Yet,just a few weeks ago, back from Spain, and this time in Dixie. “He won’t answer his phone and the door’s locked,” I world headlines for that same kind of irresponsible philander; was told by the hotel publicity man. , ing, Frankie called me up, as he always does when he’s in “Go up to that door,” I told him, “and knock as loud as you i, some trouble or other. can and say that Hedda Hopper sent you. Tell Bing I say to “Why do people take cracks at me all the time?” he com- get home fast to his wife or he won’t have a home or a | plained petulantly. “What have I done wrong anyway?” wife either.” { “Come, come now, Frankie,” I sighed. “Certainly you can’t Bing wrote a six page letter thanking me for that. And on | be that dumb!” Patiently I pointed out what should be his next trip, a few months later, he took Dixie along. I called

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si NG eis a uaa ' Ss See ee) aes oun eae Se cries ea Bob Stack's starring role in Torero may be the turning point of his career. He practices for hours before a mirror with a toreador's cape. | | \ HEN Bob Stack first started working in motion pictures in 1939, he was a | modest, handsome young man with a nice personality and a big, boyish grin. He was just 20 years old when he made First Love opposite Deanna Durbin, but already, the record of his other accomplishments read like a chapter out of the Sports Almanac. He wasn’t offensive about it, but it was pretty obvious that all his life he’d had a burning desire to excel in everything he undertook. At 12, with his brother Jim, he’d won the International Motor Championship at Venice, Italy. At 16, he was an All-American Skeet champion and a crack pistol - shot. At 17, he played brilliant, hard-driving polo for the U.S.C. polo team, and gave up the sport only after breaking his mallet wrist for the third time. His house iit was overflowing with cups and trophies which he’d won in his speed-boat. | Bob tackled a movie career with the same sort of intensity. Immediately after | First Love was released everyone in Hollywood took notice. ‘Who zs this guy Society boy, i Stack?” they asked. rich man’s son— Ha The people who answered that question were cynical sharpshooters who made a ; | | business of knocking everyone. that’s how they i “Oh, he’s a society boy,” they said. “Son and heir of J. Langford Stack, the ad- vertising man.” Then they’d add knowingly, “You know the type, a rich man’s ? tagged Bob Stack. | son—shoots skeet all day long.” The label stuck hard, fun of it. One story even got around that he was in the business just to meet some but Bob worked | | | | People naturally swallowed the idea that he was a playboy, in movies for the } | pretty girls. 1 Even though he didn’t flaunt his money, or leave it in nightclubs, even though he was pleasant and friendly with everyone he knew on the set, the playboy label nobody’s playboy now! stuck to him like rubber cement. it off, and he’s i | Of course, Bob’s tremendous preoccupation with outdoor (Continued on page 89) BY TOM CARLILE

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ls a hamster to Dennis—a mouse jo Sally. Sally Forrest chases her dream— a star on her dressing room door, her name in glittering lights. ancy bi A thousand nights in summer stock are finally paying divi- dends to ambitious Nancy Davis. M@ Sally Forrest was once fired by MGM to save expenses. MGM didn’t know it but that was like tearing up a certified check. Sally joined an independent company, and was a hit in Not Wented. Right away MGM wanted her back. Sally didn’t say, “I told you so.” She smiled and sailed into Mother of a Champion. She lives with her folks, and a brother who enjoys scaring her with his pet - hamster. toast burns. Nancy's a rising young star. m Nancy Davis was one of those kids who wouldn't walk unless it was on a stage. She went through Smith College with her mind on Broadway. Every summer she'd go into stock and sweep the theater. After a while she got lines. Winters she invaded producers’ offices like a bill collector. The day came when an MGM scout came across. He took her to Hollywood, for The Next Voice You Hear.

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} ~= : Success turned their heads— toward each other. And what they saw, they liked. Now Betty and Larry ! Parks are building their future together . . . BY SANDRA SUE DRESKER future oerlec | @ This is a sort of love story and succe ro story combined. If there were music would be very nice, although it might mal it corny when it isn’t corny at all. This the story of Betty Garrett and Larry Par who came out of small towns in the midd¢ west about five years ago, with their heat full of dreams and their pockets full emptiness. In five years they filled tho pockets. In five years they fell in love, g¢ married, had a son, saw their names spell out in blazing lights. ; It doesn’t happen to many people th way. The kids who come from Kans usually go back to Kansas, or the ones w) hit the big-time let the big-time throw the for a loss—they end up in divorce cour they end up on the scandal sheets, they ei up. with electric gates around their hous and barbed wire fences around their hear Not Betty. Not Larry. Their past w taken care of, now they-have their futu planned. They’re putting all their savin into a picture called The Stakeout, in whi they'll star together. Not many peo, think it’s a good idea—look at the risk, th say, look at all the offers they’ve tum down—for what? Just so they can wo together, because they like to work togethi | Not many people know that when Ju Garland became ill, Betty was offered t starring role in Annie Get Your Gun. S would have hit the biggest jackpot Ovi | night, but she turned it down. They’d <| fered her a lot of money, but attached the check was a long-term contract. “Not for me,” she said. “I'll never s| Larry any more.” Both of them had to turn down so ma offers to do pictures, plays, personal appe: | ances and radio (Continued on page 10)

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When you start getting romantic about him, when you start pairing him off with Shelley Winters, or Joan Evans or anyone else you have to contend first with this —his wild and soaring imagination, his overwhelming ambition that’s always. far ahead of him, an ambition that only a very rare woman can run fast enough to beat. H's mother had joked about him be- fore he was born. She was thirty when he came along, after thirteen years of marriage and no babies. The girls kidded her about it on the golf course where she was a near champ. “An athlete like you,” they teased. “And at your age. Well—too bad—you'll never break eighty now!” “That’s all right,” she grinned. “You can have your golf. I'll have a genius.” Maybe he didn’t turn out to be a genius. Maybe he turned out to be just a lively kid with black ringlets and doe eyes. But before long he began to feel that every- thing in the world had to-be touched and known and possessed by him. He attended a private school and when he was six he was in a Christmas play. He had only a couple of lines to say, but he knew everybody else’s part, and he substituted for two boys who got sick. “He’s an amazing little - actor,” his teacher said. Actor? His mother suddenly remem- bered that she’d always longed to act when she was a girl, and she wondered if it were possible that in San Jose where they lived, where acting was hardly ever mentioned, her son could pick up a dream that had been buried, and shape it to himself... . His mother helped him. She let him swipe her old velvet dresses and make costumes for the puppets he kept in the garage. She helped him even more. As the years went on,.she let him go his own way. She let him take his disappointments on the chin without rushing for band-aid. When he was old enough to want to live alone, she picked out an apartment. Girls always liked him. But when he was in his teens it was the older women he admired—from a distance. A bunch of guys from high school used to load into an old jalopy on Saturdays and breeze off, puffing forbidden cigars, on their way to Main Street in Los Angeles. They’d take in the popular burlesque beauties at the Follies Theater. They’d whistle and clap, and it was plain to see that they were men of the world. Unless someone from home happened to spy them... . Young girls had a funny effect on him. They paralyzed him. He worshipped one little blonde in junior high who caused him particular anguish. She was pretty, shy and sweet. When he gathered up enough nerve—and cash—he took her to the movies, but he was always afraid to hold her hand. The minute this shy flower got to high school and met older boys she went wild. “Turned into the jazziest babe in school,” Farley recalls. “It was a ter- rific shock to me.” HEN he was in North Star he met Jane Withers. He was 18 and she was his ideal. They went dancing at the Palladium; they went crazy together over the big name bands. But everytime they got to talking, it was about acting only. He met June Haver next, while work- ing in The Purple Heart. They used to go to her house and raid the ice-box. Then the war came along, and when he was stationed in Honolulu he sent her a hula skirt. Once, he wrote, “Get out the highest platform shoes you own because We're going dancing as soon as I get home.” They went dancing, but that was all... . Cathy O’Donnell was his co-star in They Live By Night, and they looked so good together on the screen, people thought they should be together off screen, too, but Farley and Cathy didn’t think so. Besides, important things happened to Farley after They Live By Night. The movie won artistic raves wherever it played. The Encyclopedia Britannica Year- book named him the most promising new star of 1949, along with Montgomery Clift. Alfred Hitchcock wanted him for Rope. Since then Farley hasn’t had much time on his hands: Anyway, he took his first trip to New York. He’d never been east of Palm Springs before. The first week he was too excited to sleep. He walked all over Man- hattan, stood in Times Square and let the crowds swirl around him. He took in every tourist trip, ferried around the Island, saw the Statue of Liberty, Radio City. He stepped from matinees to buy his evening performance ticket, and all alone, he saw every play on and off Broad- way. He discovered the Museum of Mod- ern Art, the opera, the ballet, Carnegie Hall, Greenwich Village and Greenwich, . Connecticut. He stayed two months, and | it affected him profoundly. He brought home a new idea of the world he lived in. , Then he was back East again to make Side Street, exploring the rest of the city he hadn't had time to see. After that, he flew to Mexico City, Taxco, Cuernavaca, Acapulco for as long as he could stay before Our Very Own. In Our Very Own, Evans. And Farley treated her like a younger sister. When they went out to- gether he took over—the time, the place, the evening. When Our Very Own was finished he sent her the largest bouquet of all. Once, after another movie they did together, the director threw a party at a restaurant across the street from the studio, and everyone rushed over—except Joan. She waited on the set for Farley, and they went together. And for people who like to speculate about romance, there are these two who aren't saying anything—or who may not have anything to say, because after Edge of Doom, Far- ley rushed to New York again to see his city friends—Betty Comden, George Cou- louris, Judy Holliday, Leonard Bernstein, Adolph Green. He wanted to go on to Europe but he didn’t have time. iM ees Farley has well-worn symphony records on the crowded shelves which stretch around the room of his smart, modern Hollywood apartment. 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| She’s an extrovert—I’m not. | music, art and acting. ing. Shelley’s a very bright 1 Art. He has well-thumbed collections of art books and classic literature. And he | has Shelley Winters for his girl. They met at a party. Shelley was being "the life of it, and Farley was sitting in | a corner. “He looked just the way I felt,” _ she said later. “He looked very shy and | very scared. On one of their first dates they went | to The Players, and Shelley, who knew | all the waiters, took things into her own hands and ordered the meal. Farley re- laxed. He always relaxes with her. “She’s wonderful for me,” he admits. “She wakes me up and makes me laugh. We're in- terested in exactly the same things— We both love act- girl and fascinating. We can talk for hours on end.” He likes to talk—although not in crowds. | Once, Shelley was attending a party and left word at home for Farley to call her - there. The hostess answered the phone | and invited him over. He declined, and asked her to tell Shelley that he’d come ’ by for her. “Fine,” said the hostess. “Then you can ? ‘ drop in for a minute.’ “Well, no,” said Farley. “Ill just stop out front and honk the horn.” He stopped out front, and honked, but Shelley didn’t want to leave the party, so Farley just drove home and read a book and went to bed. When he’s in the mood, though, Shelley spins him around Hollywood on gay eve- nings, and fun with his friends, most of them older than Farley—like Gene and Betsy Kelly. “They can teach me things I don’t know,” he explains. So with Shelley he learns about the world, and now he’s looking for a house. “But not because I’m getting married, at least, not for a while,” he hurries to ex- plain. “I’m not ready to settle down, not nearly. I haven’t been a bachelor long enough. I’ve got so many things to see and places to go. Ive got to travel. I want to make a picture and then get out of town. Not because I don’t like Holly- wood, but—well—I didn’t go to college and the world’s got to be my college. I've got to find out everything there is to know that I’ve missed. And I can’t get it second-hand.” The ladies may have to wait, because there is this feeling in him which can’t be denied—the same feeling which made him a star, and which makes the ladies pine.... 2 Tue END where you can buy modern screen fashions All the Back-to-School fashions on pages 47-53 are currently being featured at: THE HECHT CO. WASHINGTON 4, D. C. to order by mail, write: THE HECHT CO. 7TH & F STREETS, NW WASHINGTON 4, D. C. atin A new note in beloved brushed rayon pj’s! Dainty flowerets embroidered on a crisp white cotton piquecollar...figure-flattering yoke front and back .. . long sleeves to keep you toasty warm. In vibrant Camellia, Larkspur or Buttercup, sizes 32-40. $6.00 1 “eo 7 oe ‘ a or Buttercup in sizes 32-40. —J bows! This light-hearted shortie gown has fetch- ing color-edged ruffling at the bowed neckline and > elasticized wrists. Does handsomely without ironing. BS Fireman Red, Carnation Pink, Larkspur $4.00 <A ; : Cudd Bua - Snuggly cotton balbriggan takes to ruffles and ay SD) $ Wa audu = Something from the boys! Trim tailored flannel trousers in red, white and blue dress parade stripes ... smoothie, long- DEBUTANTE........-+-+ CUDDLE BUNNY.........- JIM DANDY.....--2056-- eve c tec c cece rr crreesocreroerseseesseeeeseeesscee wre ccc eee ccccee es esserereressrerrerereseres Se i eee cere ees eseeeee eereeee renee sene HOSIERY © SLIPS « PANTIES » PAJAMAS ° GOWNS « BEDJACKETS sleeved T-shirt in Navy Blue or Fireman Red. Perfect for dorm dally- ing! Sizes 32-38. $4.00 STRUTWEAR, INC., MINNEAPOLIS 4, MINNESOTA Please send this order fo the nearest Strutwear dealer. ( Check Enclosed ( Money Order

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writing that stuff. ee tied” she told Jimmie, seriously. “About what?” | “About Fred Astaire. I’m working with him in Easter: Parade.” “That’s nothing to be scared about,” | Jimmie said. “Yes, it is,’ Judy answered. “He’s a perfectionist. He really is. They tell me that if you sit down for a few minutes he hates you, that he picks you up and makes you keep dancing.” Judy was genuinely worried. She needn’t have been. Astaire is one of the most considerate actors in the motion pic- ture business. During the making of Easter Parade he showed Judy every possible courtesy, let her take all the rest she wanted, and told newspapermen that she was the equal of any dancing partner he had ever had. : During the making of the film, how- ever, Judy continued to worry. She couldn’t sleep at nights. Her husband be- came distraught. This, in turn, made her more anxious, more fretful, more sleep- less. She began to think that she couldn’t please Astaire, she couldn’t please Vin- cente, she couldn’t please herself. — A? this point, a Hollywood scandal sheet yegan running a series of sensation columns on Judy and seconal pills, the im- plication being that Judy was addicted to them. is was sheer nonsense. The only thing Judy’s ever been addicted to has been her career. . When the stories broke about Judy and her sleeping pills, she was enraged. “I can’t understand it,” she stormed. “I’ve never even seen the man who's been I’ve never seen him in my whole life. My health is fine. Really it is. You just call my doctor, and ask him what sort of condition I’m in.” The doctor was circumspect and smooth. “Miss Garland is in fine health,” he said. “In fact, she weighs more than she has in years. True, shes been nervous. True, she’s taken a sleeping pill or two. But her physical condition is excellent.” A few weeks later, just after her studio publicity department had told reporters that Judy was in the pink of condition, the announcement was made that Ginger Rogers would replace her in The Barkleys of Broadway, and Walter Winchell broad- _ east that Judy was en route to a sani- | tarium in Boston. ; Judy’s explanation was, “I stayed out of The Barkleys of Broadway at the re- quest of L. B. Mayer. Mr. Mayer knows I've done three tough musicals in a row, and he suggested that I take a vacation.” . At MGM its been Mayer’s policy to treat stars with kid gloves. At a time when the publicity boys were vociferously denying Judy’s ill health, Mayer was talking to Judy in his office. He recog- nized at once that she wasn’t a well girl, but he didn’t bawl her out. He is too much of a gentleman for that. He’s always re- garded Judy as he would his own niece, and he’s bent over backwards to give her every break. Mayer had told her to take a rest, not to worry, that she had earned his respect and support, that he was inter- ested only in her health, that as soon as she recovered, she would be starred again. Judy was thrilled. She was going to rid herself of all those unnecessary fears. To her, such medications as dexedrine and seconal would be academic items. qo took a vacation. In a few months she came back to Hollywood and heat- edly denied that she and her husband were separating. One week before she started working on Annie Get Your Gun, though, she changed her mind, “I’m sorry to say _ it, but Vincente and I have come to the ee that we’re happier apart. We’ve a We both tried very hard to con- = quer the difficulties of incompatibility. But it just didn’t work out.” Judy moved out of Vincente’s house and rented a place of her own in Beverly Hills. ; She then began work on Annie Get Your Gun, a film she wanted to make more than any other. During the making of this picture, she went completely to pieces. She took a stimulant or two. up. At the same time, it made sleep diffi- cult. She took a sedative or two for re- laxation. The medications acted against each other. She began to lose more weight. At the studio, she snubbed people, people she had known all her life. She was late for fittings, late for rehearsals, she kept entire crews waiting. Arthur Freed, her producer who’s loved her as a daughter for more than a dozen years, was kind, and tolerant. But Judy didn’t improve. She got steadily worse. When they took her off the picture, she was on the verge of a com- plete nervous breakdown, and she weighed less than ninety pounds. Once again, L. B. Mayer came to her aid. It was he who insisted that the studio pay all of Judy’s expenses to the Peter Bent Brigham Hospital in Boston. He was interested solely in Judy’s health. He said nothing about the fact that her illness would cost MGM thousands of dollars, that everything would have to be scrapped, and a successor found for Judy’s part. (The successor as you all know was Betty Hutton.) According to the records, Judy weighed 88 pounds when she arrived at the Peter Bent Brigham Hospital for a complete checkup. Dr. Augustus Rose who took care of Judy, will of course, re- veal nothing of her illness or treatment. She was checked into the hospital and after a few days of preliminary tests, permitted to come and go as she pleased atween the hospital and the Hotel Ritz | Carlton. Carleton Alsop, her agent and an old friend, used to call for her each afternoon and take her to the ball game or to Lex- ington to see the Revolutionary War memorials or down to the Cape. He made certain that she was in bed, back at the hoaspital, by eleven. Gradually, Judy began to add weight. As a youngster, she was always on the plumpish side, and once again she reverted to type. 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remember when Pontinued from page 39) sitting in the \eater after our meeting, I knew him also ' a man. And how much bigger he coked to me now, how much more stature > had! Why? I puzzled about it... ‘ad then it came to me. The amount of man in a man is the most aportant thing about him. The star who adn’t bothered to answer me was simply sdazzled by himself. A little fame, a ttle money, had done the trick. To be . bedazzled is nothing more than kidding ourself. There is no sillier looking, no -ore foolish human than one who is iilty of this, and the whole world even - a child instinctively knows it and 4ows that such pomposity is absurd. Mr. ull was somebody before as well as after me. To me, to all who know him, he all always be somebody. He looked big cause he was big. pont often give myself a headache _ trying to puzzle things out—not often aough, anyway. But I have never forgot- ‘n this little analysis of human values. jow and then it gets me in a sort of a mess. jut I can’t get it out of my mind and I do y to live by it. I wonder if I am making myself clear. -am not only the man I am today, but I mo also the fellow I was yesterday. I am ot only Glenn Ford of Hollywood but also swylln Ford who barely used to earn ffee and cake in shows that flopped ‘om San Francisco to New York and many “town in between. When I sit down to yast beef these nights I can’t forget the low who spent his last 15 cents on pump- n pie a la mode in a New York automat a Christmas Eve 1938 . . . then walked +y blocks south to Greenwich Village here some friends had kindly provided a ee bed. When I see somebody getting cked around today it’s as if the fellow used to be is getting kicked, too. Not long ago there was a story about me a fan magazine that began something ixe this: “What's happened to Glenn Ford? le got into a row with one of the police- en over at MGM studios. Is he get- ag too big for his boots? Et cetera and | cetera...” ‘Well, it was the same old thing again. did get into a row with the policeman. laut the motivation behind my actions was mething no one bothered to ask about. I was stopped at the gate because I dn’t have a pass. I asked if I could jone my producer for an okay. I knew e gate policeman hadn’t recognized me lat in such a position you don’t always el like identifying yourself. You can qagine saying, “I’m Glenn Ford. I’m arring in the picture on stage six,’ and fu can hear the gateman replying, “Yeah? > what? You still need a pass!’ See hat I mean? Up to that moment everything was ormal. We were just talking and I wasn’t sting anywhere in particular, at least ot getting inside that gate, when another udio policeman walked up who did recog- ze me. He told his fellow officer who epped aside and waved me inside. And en it happened. As I walked by this 1ap who hadn’t known me he said, “I’m rry, Mr. Ford. I thought you were just ie of the extras.” “Hat did it. I stopped short. What a -thing to say! What a slur on a group people without whom there couldn’t ven be a picture industry! Or, aside jom that, what a condemnation about nybody, to refer to them as “just a some- ody or other!” Well, no use going into |stails about the fracas. I set forth my ideas on the subject, probably in not too polite language, and it was quite a mess. But, as I say, I get into these things regu- larly. I just feel that first and foremost a man is a man, a person is a person. On that basis he or she must be primarily recognized and respected. Whether he’s a star, an extra, or has three-and-a-half | eyes, is a secondary consideration and only a technical one. Yes, it gets me into messes. happened to me in the Marines. During my twelve weeks of “boot” training as a private, a very unpleasant and arduous little period in which you mostly wish you were already dead instead of having to die muscle by muscle, I was awakened one night in the barracks by a lieutenant. He | ~ & called me outside to talk. “We just heard who you were,” he be- gan. “We want to invite you to make full use of the officers’ quarters for any- thing you like.” “T don’t understand,” I said. a private and...” “Yes, I know,” he cut in. “But you're al- | so Glenn Ford. We, the other officers and myself, thought it must be tough for you, | living in a Quonset hut, isolated, and all that. like it.” I was a little staggered but I nodded. “Tll be glad to. . .” I began, “provided I ean bring the other fellows of the platoon with me.” He was shocked. “That’s impossible!” he retorted. “They’re just enlisted men.” I nodded. “Me too,” I said. “Just that. Nothing more.” He studied me a moment and then, ask- ing me to forget all about the invitation, walked away. As I turned to go back in- | side I realized there were three chocolate bars in my hand and that he had given them to me when I first came out. him but I changed my mind. them -into my mouth one by one. Eating them served a good purpose, kept me from feeling too noble about what had just happened. You know, I don’t want to sound overly modest. Nobody in Hollywood (no pro- ducer or studio head anyway) has ever heard me complain that my salary was too | big. But there are times when I do feel I am overpaid, uncomfortably so, and this is whenever special privileges fall my way | because I am a star. For instance something else happened 7 when I was a marine. I hit San Diego with a 48-hour pass one weekend and decided I would start out by getting a good | meal. I went to a top hotel in Coronado where most of the navy and marine officers | live with their families when ashore. I sat down in the main dining room, just a | hungry GI, and for two hours not a waiter came near me. Then one of them felt sorry for me and stopped for just a few seconds. “T wouldn’t wait any longer, leather- | neck,” he said. “We don’t serve enlisted men here.” “Why not?” I asked. money. I can pay.” He shrugged. “Do yourself a favor and check out,” he said. I did . . .. sore, disappointed and aw- fully hungry. A few years later I was out of the marines and back in Holly- wood. The California premiere of Gallant Journey was held in San Diego and I went down to make a personul app’-arance. When I got to my room in the hotel there was a big bottle of champagne sitting in a basket of fruit. Attached to it was a note from the manager of that hotel in Corona- do stating that he would be proud to have “Tve got the me as his guest for dinner anytime. I | It even | “Tm just | Come on up anytime you feel | For | a second I had an impulse to chase after | I stuffed | the classic combo for Back-to-Fall by and TWIN SWEATER SET AND DOESKIN FLANNEL SKIRT | Off you go smartly dressed in a fine gauge, 100% wool short-sleeve slip-over and cardigan, Sanforlan processed, plus a slim line zephyr doeskin, 100% wool flannel skirt with stitched pleat, 2 slash pockets, gripper waistband. In perfectly matched colors of grey men’s wear, hunter green, raspberry wine, rust, black, navy, gold and purple. 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I didn't go into the technique of acting 5 much. I talked about the students’ de- \sion to become actors. I suggested that saey think it over. I suggested that they © home, go into a dark room where noth- ig could distract them, and think it all nae way through. If they decided that -aere was any other vocation in life that siey might like . . . nursing, law, busi- ness, anything, I told them to forget the tage at once. But if they were convinced iat it must be acting, acting or nothing, jaen to plunge in for all they were worth, ray with it, and not let anything or anyone lissuade them. : My idea in trying to frighten them off, i that’s what you want to call it, is that think breaking into pictures or top stage ork is ninety percent luck and only ten ercent ability. After you are in, you had est develop the ability part of it to re- erse this percentage somewhat. You still ll need luck to stay on top but you do 2t a chance to demonstrate ability if you an work some up. HATS what I’m busy at now. But in any case I never can forget the part ick played in my life. Every time I get ‘ose to posing as a genius, the old Ford arts jeering at me. “Remember when you belonged to seven ttle theater movements at one time and ie closest you could get to the stage was elping to build the sets? Remember hen you sat outside a manager’s office or five months and finally got an $8 a week alk-on? Remember when he would ddress you as ‘The great Welsh actor from anta Monica’ and everyone would laugh? emember when you would thumb a ide over to the studios in the valley, say t least fifty times, and nobody would ven look at you? Remember when you ood close to a leaky steam pipe connec- on in New York on a cold winter night ad opened up your thin topcoat so the ‘arm air would float up around your ody? Remember when... .?” “Yes, I remember,” I have to reply to -yself. And I do. Now let’s go back for a moment to the ‘ar who was too busy to remember what > had been. I mean the star who was |»o important to bother about sending me jp autographed picture. He doesn’t know ) (he’s not a star now, by the way), but automatically found myself comparing im to many big men since that day and = always came out looking very small ad unimportant. 1 There was the time I couldn’t help com- flaring him with a certain man whose Hixrthday I attended in Washington some ears later because it was a national fund- tuising event. By this time I was in pic- lures myself and part of a group of Holly- ood stars who attended. “Tm very happy you were able to come, ‘fr. Ford,’ he told me. “Is there anything can do for you?” 41 I’m still a fan at heart so I couldn’t help | xying, “Nothing special, sir, but, per- aps, if you would autograph one of your ‘ctures for me...” “You shall have it,’ he assured me. | A week later when I was back in Holly- # ood and quite convinced that this gen- ‘eman, who was really a busy man, would ‘ever get around to sending the photo- <aph, it came. Across it was written, #170 Glenn Ford—with my very best ishes, Franklin D. Roosevelt.” i know now that the really big man is l ie really human man. That’s why some a the biggest men I know today are not tars, but extras. And some of the smallest pen I know are not just extras—but Pee wisdom and quality. ~ “That's my guide and philosophy. at THe Enp , | : e Dont look now. ee IS turned. You can see she’s as beautiful as Technicolor theres Esther Williams ESTHER WILLIAMS, co-starring in Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s Technicolor Musical “PAGAN LOVE SONG” You’re at Malibu Beach, near Hollywood, when your eyes stumble on a beauty to rival Esther Williams! It is Esther Williams with Ben Gage! Lucky her head insists. Psst, Esther knows youre staring! Her com- plexion is glowingly groomed with Coquette, exciting new golden rachel shade of satiny W oodbury Powder. Esther is one of the Hollywood stars who chose Woodbury Powder 6 to 1 in response to a recent sur- vey.* A unique ingredient in Woodbury Powder gives the smoothest, satiny finish. No “powdery look’! Magi- ««. cally warm, infinitely fine in texture, enchantingly fragrant, it clings for hours! 8 heavenly shades glorify every skin type. 15¢, 30¢, $1.00, plus tax.

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Call it the wrong side of the tracks, if you like— but I know better. | | A guy can grow up in my town and bring it honor... | and make it proud. My Home Lown Mario is horsey’ to baby daughter Colleen, while Aang buh his wite Betty, and Grandma give her pointers. i In the June issue of MopERN SCREEN there was a story about Mario Lanza which seemed to antagonize many citizens of Philadelphia. Dis- turbed by their reaction, Mr. Lanza asked per- mission to write his own version of his life and times in that city. We are pleased to present it here—The Editors @ I shouldn’t be writing this at all. I’m a singer, an actor maybe, and putting a lot of words together on paper in a manner to make sense and express adequately what I have to say is hard for me. But, because of a situation brought about a few months ago in MopERN § SCREEN when a story about me set many of the people of Philadelphia against me, I’ve got to try to write this. Actually, time heals the | gravest wounds; and what was written a few | months ago is probably forgotten. But it hasn’t | been forgotten by me because Philadelphia is my home town. Home town. It has a great sound, doesn’t it? You can lose a good friend, get fired from a good job, have your favorite girl chase you | off her porch swing for keeps, but you can’t lose your home town. It’s like a birthmark, or a cowlick or six toes on each foot if you’ve got them—your home town stays with you as long i as you’re alive, and when you're dead, they mention it in your obituary. That’s why you can’t take any chances with alienating it from you. You belong to it, and if it ever abandons you, you’re doomed to be a very lonely man for the rest of your life. My neighborhood was South Philadelphia, a district sometimes referred to as the other side of the tracks. It’s not quite that, however. It’s not the Main Line. There are a lot of poor people there, minorities, working men, tired housewives and kids, lots of kids; but no matter where you figure the tracks, South Philadelphia is really on the right side. No neighborhood in the United States is like South Philadelphia. Does that sound like maud- lin pride? Maybe it is. Maybe it’s in the remember- ing. But South Philadelphia is the sort of

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\merican neighborhood that the authors ‘rite about when they say the big cities of his country are melting pots where the eople of the world come to live and be- bme Americans. It’s the kind of neigh- orhood the song writers write about when aey get sentimental or patriotic. You can ve a life in that neighborhood, start as por as a man can be and become great 4d famous and live in the finest house. And ‘ou never have to leave South Phila- elphia for a minute. ARNEY SAMUEL did it. He wants to be ealled Barney, the same as they used > eall him when he went to school in that eighborhood. The president of the United tates and some of the biggest people in ie country call him the Honorable Bernard amuel, Mayor of the City of Philadelphia, ut to South Philadelphia, he’s Barney. He ever moved away, never for a day, and e’s all a man could wish to be in the way - success and fame. ' When the circus comes to Philadelphia, citizen of the city rounds up a couple - thousand orphans and treats them to ae best seats—and all the peanuts and pop iey can consume. His name is Frank alumbo, born, raised and became rich ad famous in South Philadelphia. He ill lives there. When an important per- yn visits Philadelphia and ought to have parade, Palumbo arranges it and prob- oly pays for it. When the zoo needs an jimal it can’t afford, Palumbo buys it ad gives it to the town. There’s Earl Denny. If youre not from hiladelphia you may never have heard sout Earl Denny. He used to live near 1e on Mercy Street. My mother and ither, like most of the Italian-American sople in Mercy Street, opened the door ith a key when they moved into the suse and then threw the key away. here was no further use for it, because was an open house from that minute on- ard. Earl Denny used to drop around - all hours of the day and night, when- yer he felt like talking. We used to vunge around the kitchen or living room 4d talk about music. Any sort of success semed a long way off, and real recogni- on seemed unobtainable and as far away 5 the moon. Earl liked to talk about his orchestra, _aybe like Paul Whiteman, maybe like ne of the Dorseys, but anyway, he was bing to have a fine band and all of South ‘hiladelphia was going to dance to his susic. Well, Earl is now the most popular »ciety band leader in town. He makes a + of money—and he didn’t have to leave hiladelphia to do it. 3 ur if you do leave your town something can happen at almost any hour of the ay to put you back in that neighbor- ped. Like what happened to me when I ‘ent back to Philadelphia not too long ago xx the premiere of my first movie, That | lidnight Kiss. I had left Philadelphia a nothing, off to y my luck at singing, and nobody but ty family saw me go. But here:I was back zain a few years later riding in a parade awn the main street with Kathryn Gray- om and Johnny Johnston. I was sitting up a top of the seat of—a_convertible and nead of my car a half dozen motorcycle oliceemen cleared the way and kept cross reet traffic from halting our progress. My ame was a foot high on a banner tied to ie car. Suddenly a coal truck drove into ie street directly in front of the car and vo of the grimiest guys I’ve ever seen aped out of the front seat. “Freddie!” they howled and we fell upon- ine another in the street, pounding backs ad laughing while the parade came to a jandstill. They were two fellows I went /mproved FELS-NAPTH4 OFFERS THESE WASHING ADVANTAGES 1. Mild, golden soap. 2. Gentle, active naptha. 3. Finer ‘Sunshine’ Ingredients that give white things extra, brilliant whiteness—make washable colors brighter than new. MADE IN PHILA. BY FELS & CO. Yes, little girl, your Mother’s a very smart lady . . . she is a regular user of Fels-Naptha Soap Chips—now improved for finer washing results. You and Mother will have your wash done in a jiffy, with Fels-Naptha and your wonderful automatic washer working together. Your play-soiled dresses will come sparkling clean and fresh and fragrant, because Fels-Naptha combines the extra washing energy of golden soap and gentle naptha, plus the special ‘Sunshine’ ingredient that makes washes ‘sparkle-white and color-bright.’ IMPROVED. Fels-Naptha Soap WITH NEW ‘SUNSHINE’ INGREDIENTS 77 rqneers SENS care

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\W7 = mabe another call that day, too, but ‘WY it wasn’t as cheering. There was a id I used to play with who always seemed || little better at anything he tried than “ny of the rest of us. His name was hubby Ciani. He was very popular and juite an athlete. When I left the neigh- _orhood, Subby went off to college and ‘nade a reputation for himself in sports t Villanova. Then the war came, in- ‘brrupting his studies, and Subby went off ‘Vith the army. He never came back. And ‘5 was with a heavy heart that I paid a Jisit to the Subby Ciani American Legion ost and looked at the citations of valor »ubby had earned before he made the jupreme sacrifice. Subby, I guess, made | bigger success than any of us. | There was another man from South Philadelphia who gave me an assist with- jut actually knowing he was doing it. I was always interested in Italian. I wanted co know the language thoroughly in all its seauty. I met a man named Mario Pel- fe . ‘izzon, a man born in Italy who had come ‘were aS an immigrant. He was, and is ‘oday, a scholar and has a splendid repu- ‘ation as a good citizen in his adopted pity. As a matter of fact, during the war = many foreign-born Italians were “estricted by the government, Mr. Pel- jizzon was a member of the FBI. i When he found that I liked pure Italian, ‘te took me under his wing and tutored me (nm the language until I became very pro- icient. Many of my Italian associates in yperatic circles still insist I must have ‘been born in the old country to have ac- tyuired such a true accent. Learning a ‘anguage may not seem too important, jout to a student of opera who plans to ‘become a singer it is invaluable. Most “tudents must go to Italy for this phase 'f their training, but I found it right at home in South Philly. | When I left South Philadelphia in 1942 19 try my luck in the musical world, I went 9 the famous Berkshire Music Festival at Cfanglewood, Massachusetts. It was a great “Sypportunity for me, but it frightened me a 48 ot. It was the first time I had been thrown '|ymong strangers and, coming from a ‘neighborhood that is as clannish as the *"Yokums, I dreaded the thought of having “0 make new friends and acquaintances. /3ut the first man I saw changed everything ‘and dispelled all my fears. It was Al “|Sasearino, from home, and he was there Mor the same reason as me, to further his ‘’nusical education. We had a fine sum- “ner and today Al is one of the most prom- 1 ‘sing young composers in America. | In restrospect, a home town takes on a Htolor that no other place on earth can have ‘for a man. The summers seem gayer han they probably were. The winters ionger. The springs more beautiful. And lhe friends warmer. There is no way to tell, really about any of these things but illthe friends. If they were closer than they lare now, we must have been saccharin. ai (Continued on next page) hid 4 i PHOTO CREDITS | | ai Below you will find credited page by page s| the photos which appear in this issue. | 6-7 Bert Parry—10 George Konig, Keystone— 12 Acme—28 MGM—230-31 Bob Beerman— 32-34 Bob Beerman—35 20th Century-Fox— 36-38 Sprague Talbot—39 Columbia—40-43 Bert Parry—44-45 Nelson Morris—54 Culver —56 MGM—57 T. Walt Davis, B. Bob Beer- |) man—58 RKO—62-63 Walt Davis—64-65 Bob ii] Beerman—66 Bob Beerman—76 Bob Beerman jill —88 Wide World. py Al Abbreviations: B., Bottom; T., Top. ) That Other You Coul estroy His Love! Be the real you, the one your husband loves... not withdrawn ... unsure of your intimate feminine hygiene. Remember, doubt. . . inhibitions . . . can create another you ! yo: can be sure of feminine daintiness when you douche regularly with “Lysol”! “Lysol” cleanses the vaginal canal even in the presence of mucous matter. No makeshift like soap, salt or soda can pos- sibly act the same way! “Lysol” is the famous disinfectant with amazing, proved power to kill germ-life quickly on contact! Yet, gentle, non-caustic “Lysol” will not harm delicate tissue. Correct douching solution in the simple directions on every bottle. Many doctors advise patients to douche regularly with “Lysol,” just to insure daintiness alone, and to use it as often as needed. No greasy aftereffect. Take no chances! Never let neglect create a “‘dual personality’. . . another you, full of doubts, misgivings and in- hibitions. Don’t let that other you desiroy your love! Get “‘Lysol’”’ brand disinfectant today, and use it regularly. Preferred Sto over any other liquid preparation for Feminine Hygiene! 66 99 Brand Disinfectant REG. U.S. PAT. OFF. A Concentrated Germ-Killer Product of Lehn & Fink F RE E | EXPERT MODERN ADVICE ON @ FEMININE HYGIENE! Harriet Dean Lehn & Fink Products Corp. Box DM-509, Bloomfield, N. J. Please send me, in plain envelope, a FREE copy of booklet, prepared in collaboration with a lead- ing gynecologist, entitled, “Don’t Depend on Hearsay.” Name Street City. State

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For your enchanted moment (and it may come any moment) only one lipstick will do. It is Tangee! Because it is made by a newly perfected secret formula, you will discover: (¥) A finer texture...making it easier to apply. Still more impor- tant, it does not smear. (2) Stays on longer...longer than any lipstick you have ever used. (3) Comes in en- chanting colors— the pink of per- fection, Tangee Pink Queen—and six other glamour shades. THE But I’ve never been closer to any men than I was on the occasion of my first radio appearance in Philadelphia upon my re- turn home after That Midnight Kiss. I was being interviewed in one of the large breadcast rooms of WCAU, and reminiscing, trying to recall the faces and the nicknames of the kids I’d grown up with, and trying to find out what had hap- pened to them all. Of course, they were a rag-tag bunch in my memory, reluctant to wash behind the ears as I was, dressed in the torn and rumpled uniform of the small boy. They paraded before my mind’s eye one by one—and then the door to the broadcast room opened and a num- ber of very fine gentlemen marched in. And in each of those men I saw a boy I used to know. There were the Capones. Dick, now an eye specialist and rather formal in man- ner, his brother Eddie, very proper and handsome. The Graziano boys, now big business men, owners of the King Laun- dry. Vince Bartolomeo, Dr. Eddie Lu- cente, the kindly baby doctor, Tony Di Simone and a lot of others. One by one we shook hands, men now, all of us, and we grinned in memory of the pranks we played and the mischief we shared. Each hand was warm with welcome and friendship, and no words have been more musical to my ears than the “Hello, Fred- die” I got from each of them. Gone were the years between as we grinned at one another, a little self-consciously at first, and later during the bull session we in- dulged in and told each other everything that had happened to us since last we'd met. We finished up in South Philadel- phia, treading the same streets we'd raced on many years ago. No boyhood in this country is com- plete without sand lot baseball. We had ours, but because the city streets were a little too confining for our energetic type of playing, we used to go to Wildwood, New Jersey and carry on our contests on the beach. My chums were great ball players, but the champions of our little group were the young Graziano twins, Car- men and Tony. They were whizzes, so good in fact that they were continually getting us into hock and hot water with their prowess as slug- gers. The baseball story I remember most vividly is the one we played against an- other neighborhood team on the beach at Wildwood. The score, of course, was tied and, of course, there were two of our men on base and, of course, Carmen Graziano came to bat. Naturally, with two strikes against him, Carmen belted a ball into what seemed like the next county. It was hit so far that he didn’t even start to run and with the rest of us he watched the beautiful flight of that ball. It curved into the sky beautifully, then began its drop, still going for distance. Suddenly our grins turned to panic as the ball headed ; for a nice old man sitting in the sun read- ing a paper. To our horror, it struck him right between the eyes, a lot of its power gone to be sure, but with still enough force to shatter his eyeglasses into a thousand pieces. in every direction, finally meeting half a mile away where we were sure we could still hear the old man’s angry roars. We held a council of war. Keep running, or go back and face the music. One of the lads pointed out that maybe the man was poor and couldn’t buy another pair of glasses. That decided it. Back we went and stood like a row of saucy puppies tak- ing a scolding while the man told us what he thought of us individually and collec- tively. He calmed down somewhat: when W = we took off like frightened deer he learned that we intended to pay fox the damage we’d done. And, although the odd jobs we had to perform to earn the money practically ruined us as a ball- playing organization that summer, we bought the man the best pair of fancy eyeglasses his oculist could dig up. It’s the things like that, the team we were, the fraternity, the little lessons in life we learned together and the comrade- ship we developed that anchors a man’s home town to his heart. And, if a man’s lucky, the good things that come to him in life will build up to one big moment in his home town, too. Acting in motion pictures brings a lot of personal adulation to a man, maybe more than he deserves. An entertainer eventu- ally becomes rather used to being in the public eye and, while the honors that are bestowed on him never become boring, they do become somewhat commonplace. But no matter what ever happens to me in my life, no matter if I ever do become a really good singer or a big star in motion pictures and people beat my door down to shake my hand, I will never have a bigger thrill than I got in my home town during the American Legion convention last year. I was not the guest of honor at the banquet at the Bellevue-Stratford Hotel, but I had been asked to attend and) sing. The guest of honor was a big man, the biggest. I was excited and anxious to sing and impress everyone, particularly him. But something happened to the pro- gramming. The Guest of Honor was to make a nation-wide radio address, and the entertainment ran so long that it was soon obvious that I wasn’t going to be called on to sing. Somewhere a technician signalled the guest he was to go on the air in a minute or so. He stood up and the whole room became quiet. He looked at me, saw, maybe, that I was disappointed, and. spoke. The President of the United States looked at me, now Mario Lanza, once Freddie Cocozza, and in my home town,. before all my friends he said, “I want to apologize to Mario Lanza for asking him here and then not allowing enough time for him to sing.” i That happened to me in Philadelphia. Maybe, as they say, South Philadelphia is. on the wrong side 6f the tracks. But the; President apologized to a kid from over | there, so there can’t be too much wrong with it. But no matter what, good, bad? great or unimportant, it’s my neighborhood | and my home town. I hope we love one. another forever. THE End ey | KNEW HIM WHEN... During the sum- mer of 1946 I went to a small co-ed camp in New Jersey. All the girls used to drool over a dra- matic counselor there named Ber- nie Schwartz. Ru- mors went around the camp that he was going to Hollywood, but nobody thought it would happen. But when I saw Criss Cross in 1948, I thought I saw Bernie in a scene. He had such a small part that I couldn’t tell for sure. Then, about a year later, I saw City Across the River. I was then positive it was he. His name now is Anthony Curtis. Edward Tager Brooklyn, New York

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jhou swell i ' Continued from page 27) with all her vnight. “Time to stop!” she shouted. ‘Everybody go home!” _A few years ago when the celebrated ‘uthor James Cain interviewed Lana for a ijagazine, he got the surprise of his life. ‘ “The girl absolutely sparkles!” he said. ‘“Why—she used four syllable words and ll in the right places.” He grinned sheep- ‘shly. “I must confess I was expecting a ‘iad time of it—and I haven’t had such an ‘njoyable conversation in a long time!” ‘' Mr. Cain didn’t let it go at that. It was ‘is opinion that Lana has great sensitivity nd talent. Because she was to star in ‘be sereen version of his book, “The Post- ‘nan Rings Twice,” he had been shown a Ecreening at the studio of Ziegfeld Girl, hade in 1941. Lana was 21 at the time, ind in the picture gave perhaps the great- lst dramatic performance of her life. 1 few years later she proved her talent + comedy, the stumbling block of many ictresses, when she gave an hilario;;s per- ormance in Slightly Dangerous. As a natter of fact, it can truthfully be said lhat she’s never given a bad performance. usic rates high on the list of her ‘Yl many interests. All kinds of music. she is seen at the large majority of loncerts given in the Hollywood Bowl or nywhere else in Los Angeles, and Claude *hornhill and Lenny Hayden will tell ‘ou that they admire her not only as a ‘erson, but as a girl who really knows Inusic. An etching of the composer and ianist Rachmaninoff hangs in the den of Ser home. Now this is nothing unusual. Millions of people enjoy good music, but p10 one suspects that Lana Turner does, too. leans on an act, that she’s pretending Tp be a highbrow. But Lana is too honest i [or that. Many stars who reach the top i You might say, of course, that she’s feel that an ersatz dignity is called for, nd they gradually develop deep throated /Bostonain accents and kegin to drop their Fs. Not Lana Turner. She speaks in the }ame way she has all her life, and her \-oice retains that little girl quality. (| She isn’t afraid to state her likes and |) islikes. Shell tell you that she knows | othing about flowers and doesn’t enjoy jiardening. “I’m happy they’re there,” she pays. “They're pretty and I like to look at ,/,hem, but that’s all.” Other people seem to | bink it’s necessary to pretend they love Uh : : lowers, that it’s coarse to be uninterested. 7uEN Bob Topping presented Lana with an original Rembrandt for their lew home, she didn’t like it and said so. There is nothing in the world that compels person to like a certain painting; it’s a natter of personal taste, but most people |\re afraid to admit it. | Lana is a kind person, and a generous ‘ne. It is said that in her single days she vas always broke, because she’d give the vorld with a fence around it to anyone lhe loved and sometimes to people she idn’t even know. She gave her stand- no a mink coat. The girl who was her ecretary for years was always beauti- ully dressed and admitted with candor hat her dress, her shoes, her suit, had seen given her by Lana. Innumerable hharitable organizations, and notably the thildren’s Hospital in Los Angeles, fre- uuently received large and _ unsolicited | mounts of money from Lana. _ “Is a funny thing, but I hate to see a j\ickel go over the counter,” she'll tell you, put MGM’s designer Helen Rose will tell ou different. Lana had been in Miss Rose’s office with a group of people who i} Dream girl, dream girl, beautiful Lustre-Creme Girl Hair that gleams and glistens from a Lustre-Creme shampoo Tonight!...Show him how much lovelier your hair can look... after a (ushe-Creme Shampoo Exclusive! This magical secret-blend lather with LANoLIN! Exciting! This new three-way hair loveliness... / Leaves hair silken soft, instantly manageable ... first wondrous result of a Lustre-Creme shampoo. Makes lavish, lanolin-blessed lather even in hardest water. No more unruly, soap-dulled locks. Leaves hair soft, obedient, for any style hair-do. 2 leaves hair sparkling with star-bright sheen, No other shampoo has the same magic blend | of secret ingredients plus gentle lanolin to bring out every highlight. No special rinse needed with Lustre-Creme Shampoo. 3 Leaves hair fragrantly clean, free of loose dandruff. Famous hairdressers insist on Lustre-Creme,. the world’s leading cream Better than a soap! Better than a liquid! Kay Daumit’s cream shampoo with lanolin. Jars: $2, $1. shampoo. Yes, tonight, show him a lovelier you Jars and tubes: 49¢, 25¢. —after a Lustre-Creme shampoo! 81

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So was a young sailor who had just come home on leave from Central America. Spotting Lana, the boy told his friends that he’d give his right arm to do a rhumba with Lana Turner. Word of his wish got to the owner of the Mocambo who, knowing Lana’s good na- ture, went to her table and told her about it. Now Lana didn’t know the Sea- man 2/c from a bag of beans. She didn’t even know if he could dance. But she immediately sent word that she’d be de- lighted to dance with him. It turned out that the kid could rhumba better than any- one this side of Fred Astaire. The ex- pression on the sailor’s face, as he whirled Lana around the room, was something to write home about. Lana is discriminating in her friendships. She has to be, for she gives so readily that she is often hurt and unable to un- derstand why others will only take and never give. And she is loyal. While her business manager, George Cole, was in uniform, she managed her own affairs, and re-hired him on the spot when he was discharged. When Lana was dropped from the Warner roster years ago, her stand-in also came under the axe, but as soon as MGM saw the value of Miss Turner and handed her a contract, they were asked to employ her stand-in, too. Lana’s home is unlike others in Holly- wood. Many of them look, literally, like model homes, as though no one lived in them. The cushions are plumped as thoush no one ever dared sit down and the books lining the shelves look unread and un- touched. Lana’s home has warmth and signs of gracious living. You’re likely to find one of Cheryl’s dolls sprawled on a window seat, the bookshelves have a cluttered look, and an album of Brahms may be lying on the floor in front of the radio. Lana lives in her home, and usually she wears slacks and moccasins there, al- though she can dress like a duchess when the occasion calls for it. HE carpenters and grips and elec- tricians love to work with Lana. She is regarded by them as one of the least temperamental stars in town, and certainly the least demanding. When she started A Life of Her Own, it was the first picture she had made in two years, and the crew on the set were delighted to have her back. They remembered, in fact, that she is fond of “Peg Of My Heart” and ar- ranged for a group of musicians to play it as she came onto the set for the first time. Tributes such as this are rare in the in- dustry, and it is said that Lana was misty- eyed when she heard the song. James Cain wasn’t wrong when he ob- served that Lana is a sensitive person. You have only to watch her face when her daughter Cheryl comes into the room. Any mother loves her children, certainly, but it is a particularly pleasant experience to watch Lana with her child. Seeing them together you know that there is a great bond between them. Lana loves children, everyone’s children. More than anything else in the world she wants more of her own, and has the courage to try. Courage is the word for two reasons. One is because Lana was told after Cheryl’s birth that if she had any more babies, her life would be in con- siderable danger. Ignoring the warning. she became pregnant in the first year of her marriage to Bob Topping, and the re- sultant miscarriage cost her more emo- tionally than she would ever admit. She is still undaunted. In fact, Lana is expecting another child in January. Fortunately, a new serum which helps to battle the Rh factor will help make it easier for her. It is a fact that for three months before Cheryl was born, Lana was totally blind. No one knew it at the time, not even her studio, because despite the misery that Lana must have suffered, she preferred to keep the knowledge from others to save them worry. It is possible that Lana will be unhappy that this has ap- peared in print, but it is time that people should know it, because it proves better than anything else the magnificent pluck of the girl. And her kindness, her thought- fulness, at a time when she must have been frightened to the core was a display of courage with a capital C. | Hes been the victim for years of ex- aggerated press reports, Lana under- standably tries to keep to herself the things: that are closest to her. She has the type of sensational beauty that is associated with sensational news. In the days when she was publicized as the Nightclub queen, Lana said, “If I dated all the men I’m re-. ported to have dated, I wouldn’t have time: to eat, sleep or make pictures.” Like other stars, she is defenseless against this type of journalism. Long ago, before they learned a lesson, the stars asked for a retraction in the paper of the following day. But they soon found this method worked only more harm, since millions of people who missed the original item read the retraction, and the gossip became more widely circulated. The untrue words that have been printed about Lana Turner, if put end to end,_ would stretch from Nome to Nagasaki. The latest tempest in a teapot is the report - of a few months ago that Lana and her ‘ husband had an argument. Many columnists * took up the hue and cry, dreamily filling ‘ space about knock-down, drag-out fights * between Lana and Bob. By now some’ may have definitely stated that there'll be. a divorce. To this situation Lana responds, ' “I'm living a quiet life and there isn’t © anything to say about me, so they have a to dream it up. Of course, it would be’ pretty silly to say that Bob and I never argue. It’s a rare married couple that. doesn’t. But as for fights! Well, what can 1 I do? We're grown people, and we settle” our differences by discussing them quietly 1 until we come to a satisfactory understand- ] ing.’ i This story is no attempt to paint Lana : Turner as an angel. She is a human being, | and undoubtedly has the faults that go | along with being one. She may even have a bad temper, or a jealous nature. She. may not. But the very least that can be_ said for Lana is that to have been a kid of 16 on a soda-fountain stool, and a famous - actress and millionairess in the same life is quite a trick. Lana turned that trick — and withal she has managed to remain a_ very real and warm and well-balanced - person. THE Enp | Paid Notice SUUUUEOAUCEOERNUUUEEEECUUUUOCEORUEEEOOECEECEROEERUUCREEEERICCUEEEK: ARE YOU louely... OR LONELY ? SEE PAGE 19 PUUUIIIEI ITIL De UEPEIIRELEEILEE LIE

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betty steps out - (Continued from page 46) you might say.” But somewhere in Betty Hutton there s|is a tremendous capacity for sanity. » Somewhere inside of her there is a pas- sion for staid living, in a home, with a {man and children. It has been her most often expressed wish as long as Hollywood ‘has known her. Unrequited love to her is {like an open wound and can be just as deadly to a woman of her temperament. (= FIRST time that Hollywood knew that Betty Hutton was really in love was shortly after Paramount had elevated her to stardom. The man worked at the studio, his office within peering distance 1 of her dressing room. When Betty was / certain that nothing would ever come of her love, the world tumbled in on that dressing room, and sadness and all its kin ; came there to live with her. For months, she sat by the window alone and tearful, her eyes never leaving the doorstep of her man’s office, waiting for hours just to get a glimpse of him once or twice a day as he entered or left. She knew it was a _ fruitless vigil, but she had to keep it or die. | There were several bitter years for Betty ; after that. When she finally emerged from . her melancholy she looked as bright as ever. Hoyden Hutton, she seemed. Go to a party every night and sing and dance like a murderer. If a fellow got two dates in a row, it was a mistake in her book- keeping. But those gay lads in that mad ; circle are not the substantial type as a . rule, and Betty found herself getting far- , ther and farther away from the little white , cottage with the red roses ‘round the door. ported to have confided to a friend one day, “is the feeling that he will be able - to take care of me and the kids if any- | thing happens.” It wasn’t the money. -Betty had that. But she wanted more than anything the self-respect that went with a marriage _ in which the head of the house paid the | butcher. Ted Briskin was that kind of a E fellow—and that, some of Betty’s friends say, is why she married him. Briskin didn’t have a chance. Betty Hutton took one look at him, asked a couple of pertinent questions and then descended on him. When it came time to " talk of marriage, she brought it up. When _ it came time to clarify their situation for their friends and the press, she announced _ the engagement. And there are those who | swear that when they entered their home _ for the first time as Mr. and Mrs., she car- ‘ ried him over the threshold. Her friends can believe this, for it is certain she is capable of both getting the idea and heisting Mr. Briskin onto a sleek shoulder. W= BROKE up this marriage is any- body’s guess. There were all sorts of rumors of battles in the Briskin home, most of them no doubt true, because Betty ‘has been fighting since she was born. | There were reports that Betty had attacks _ of “nerves” and was too tired to play ' house when she finished work. That is ‘hard to believe. In~all her life, Betty _ Hutton has never been too tired to fell a hundred-foot tree with a dull ax before - going to bed. She’s been bored, but never tired. As for nerves, she just hasn’t got the ordinary kind. Nothing ever stays bottled up inside her to the point of frus- tration. Maybe Briskin was bored. Maybe he got tired. Maybe she slugged him. Any- cS NY pe TT press. At any rate, Betty Hutton didn’t toss her marriage away on a sudden whim. She was obviously and sincerely, deeply “What I want in a man,” Betty is re- | thing but the pat excuses given to the. HOW CLOSE AKE YOU 10 VOUK CAUCHTER 1 CAN YOY TELL HER THESE Srilimate. Physical Fadl 2 GLE! 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She’ll probably protect them with handcuffs and hay- makers, as the occasion calls for, and then, when they are old enough to make it alone, give them boxing lessons and ten dollars and send them out into the world to take it from there. Right now, despite all the recent hap- penings, Betty Hutton is at the peak of her career as both an actress and a woman. With Annie Get Your Gun she is back, professionally, where she always belonged and out of the cinematic doldrums several dull movies plunged her into. She is wiser, as a woman and as a screen star, than she has ever been. She has learned about scripts, directors and what people want to see and hear her do. She’ll make no compromises with this. knowledge in the future, not ever. Socially, she is also once again the life of the party and no piano or man is safe with her if the mood to sing a song or chuck a lad under the chin comes upon her. A magazine editor asked her some time ago what she thought would happen to her love life now that her heart had been broken. “Where are those guys?” she answered typically Hutton style. “Bring ’em on!” SH confessed that she was looking for- ward to her recent trip to New York, and that she fully intended to take the town apart and dance the rubber heels off any man who got within shagging distance. However, a small virus got hold of her somewhere on the trip east and, as she couldn’t get at it with a skillet, the virus kept her off her nimble feet during her entire stay. New York missed a great deal. Take a look at Betty Hutton almost any night now. At Mocambo, the new home of the Charleston, she will more than likely be at a ringside table, yaking it up with them that can take it, reviving steps the Castles used to stumble through and laughing louder than the guy who owns the joint. There’ll be a fellow on hand somewhere, hoping that the moon will be out on the way home, and that he can hold out that long. Or, on another night, she'll be sitting alone in the living room of her house with the lights turned low and a sad singer of slow songs active on the phonograph, in- dolent as a caterpillar, wishing the door would open and some kind of a Valentino would walk in and punch her in the nose and kiss her. Or that the doorbell would ring and a masterful type would walk in and take over the management of the place—flinging his check book at her so she can get off some of the bills while he goes in and whispers the babies to sleep. Oh, that Hutton is an enigma all right. She’d send her right eye over in a tea cup if you were kind to her and she thought you could use it. She'll weep at the sight of a tear in anyone else’s eye. | She'll stand up and slug it out man to man with Joe Louis if he thinks he’s. tough. And she'll get so stubborn she'll hold her breath until the top of her head comes off if it will win an important point. There is no way to figure it. She’s just Betty Hutton. And the terrifying and beau- tiful part of it is that she probably always - will be. You’ve got to love her, and if you | know her, you'll always’ love her—and > keep your eyes open and your pistol . cocked. And what does Hutton think of Hutton? » Not so much. She was at a night club one evening recently talking to a friend when a gor- geous star came into the room. Betty ogled her and sighed. “She’s so beautiful,” she said. “Why can’t I be that beautiful—everyone’d love me.” » They sat on opposite sides of the room | for an hour or more. Nobody stopped to say hello to “gorgeous”—but every man and woman who walked into that club stopped for a moment to say a word— any kind of a word—to Betty Hutton. THE END OS i discovered san francisco (Continued from page 38) man with a box camera who’d set up business at 25c a shot. He looked a little disdainfully at Sprague and his fancy equipment and wherever Sprague told us to pose, the little man would say, “No, I think over there would be better, don’t you?” Us- ually, Sprague didn’t think so, but the little man was good-natured, and he took pains with us when we posed for him. Then Betsy and I took a ride on the cable car, an old San Francisco institu- tion. When we reached the end of the line the conductor got out. Then the motorman got out. “Hey,” Betsy said to me. “I think we’re being deserted.” “Ah,” I said. “Adventure, at last.” Ac- tually, I knew that this was the point where the car had to be turned around, and there was no one to turn it but the motorman and the conductor. A visit to San Francisco isn’t complete for me without a shopping spree in Ran- sohoff’s department store. I still wear shoes that I bought there five years ago. I was trying on a pair when I heard some- one say, “This pair won’t do.” I looked up to see Mr. Ransohoff, him- self. “Let me help,” he volunteered. Forty or fifty pairs and several con- ferences later, we decided on five. I couldn’t begin to thank Mr. Ransohoff and I walked out knowing that several years © later I'd most likely return wearing a pair of the shoes I’d bought that day! Back in our hotel room, Betsy and I relaxed on the couch and talked. One thing was certain. No matter where any- ! one came from, after a few hours in San ° Francisco, one felt as though he had been ! admitted to automatic citizenship with the ‘ right to be utterly proud of the city. (pes NIGHT, we had dinner with the Schwabachers. I'll confess that I’m not ” what folks call a “big eater.” But the town always does something strange to my appetite. A stevedore couldn’t pack away any more. After dinner, we took a tour of the clubs. There was Charlie Low’s Forbidden City Cafe. And there was still another place I shall never forget. It wasn’t much larger than a small living en room—and the customers must have num- bered 300. Al became engaged in a se- | rious discussion with the head waiter. “It’s Miss Wyman’s only evening in town,” he said desperately. The waiter nodded. Then he led us to a tiny space on the floor. Another waiter appeared carrying orange crates. Empty, of course—and for us to sit on. We had a

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| | wonderful time; one we'll never forget. | Saturday morning, the Junior Press "lub conference was held in the St. Fran- itis Hotel. High school editors and the cub teporters took over the situation. I felt almost like a teacher, standing there. I ouldn’t help thinking, “There isn’t any- hing they can ask me that I won’t have ‘mm answer for... and if there is, I'd better get out of the picture business!” ‘| A girl’s hand went up. “Ves?” I said and waited. There was a pause. And then: ‘Nyman, are you really a Lux girl?” | IT was still smiling as we continued bur lengthy sightseeing tour in China- own, where I did some shopping for Maureen and Mike. And even as we pro- heeded to Jacques—a hundred-year-old restaurant where the tradition is as rich as the food. | Milt and Bill were waiting for us in ‘front of Jacques’. | They seemed to be in a hurry. The si- rens started going full blast, and we tore 1 “Miss ‘A great actor is a good actor with an ‘accent—Sir Cedric Hardwicke | } j ‘through the worst traffic in San Francisco. |Betsy and I were in the front seat. My joair was flying but I knew nothing would ave us—or stop us. Betsy was holding jon to her large picture hat and looking lvery unruffled. I turned around. Al Schwabacher was in the back seat, very unconcerned. And Max Burkett, the War- |ners representative, was—of all things— reading a newspaper. | Barry McCarthy, who’s West Coast pub- illic relations director for Ford and should !know how much a car can take, laughed iat my fears, but he didn’t take his eyes off ithe road. I nodded toward our friends on ithe motorcycles. “What happens if they have to make a sudden stop?” ji) “Why, we pull back and fly right over,” \(said the cheerful Mr. McCarthy. | Twelve minutes after leaving Jacques’, iwe arrived at the race track. “My, but that was a quick trip,” I said. “Sure was!” replied Max. “At normal speed it takes forty-five minutes.” Perhaps that’s the way to go to the ‘races though. The results were fine. I ‘came out with a thirty-dollar profit. And 'The Guardsmen? They raised something like $50,000—that’s a lot of vacations. Then we headed back into town. HI T was hard saying goodbye to San Fran- 4 cisco. The people—the city, itself. The |.city where you can climb to the hills and look for hours at the harbor which is un- \jsurpassed for beauty. Below, the mighty ||Golden Gate Bridge, Cliff House, Seal | Rocks—and at your feet the 1,000-acre ) Golden Gate Park. Far in the distance is | Muir National Monument, four hundred jacres of forest in which the giant red- || woods are as much as fifteen centuries old. | And when night comes, you want to climb | again to the heights. This time perhaps | Twin Peaks .. . from there you can see a vast sweep of lights reflected in the |, Pacific Ocean. | But, too soon, we were aboard The )) Lark, still glowing with the warmth and |) graciousness spread around us by the peo- ple of San Francisco. And I, for one, | think there ought to be a law. Sooner or 1 later, everyone should have’ to visit this 1) fabulous city. Everyone, I’m sure, would ,come away as I always do, sighing, “San Francisco. I love you!” THE END (Jane Wyman’s latest MGM movie is Three Guys Named Mike.) You've seen it.in Life, Vogue, and Flair, but was your skin; tanned by vacation sun,- ready for it? You-need the whitest possible complexion, that no fede or cover-up cosmetic a2 will give you, to set off this - S Kure Lob in make-up. ‘ You need Mercolized Wai cream, he ont cream that gu antees: 2 ; - this fabulous. whiter skin. Cro bob tw y CMercolized lized | WAX CREAM | teeHeuest Cooma Loo ith va package /FREE PHOTO LARGE SIZE of your favorite ‘MOVIE STAR direct from HOLLYWOOD. Write now for photo of your fa- é vorite STAR. Immed. serv. Illus. catalog & SURPRISE Special jx offer incl. Send 15¢c for han- 2 dling & mailing. S HOLLYWOOD PHOTO PRODUCTS, Studio M-9 P.O. Box 1446, Hollywood 28, Calif. PLENTY 1 CASH vou: OY Make big spare-time pay! Sell SOUTHERN Christmas Cards. Gorgeous Folders low as 50 for $1 WITH NAME IMPRINTED in Brand New Way. Sensation of 1950. Sell on sight from FREE SAMPLES. Also show on-approval sample of new ‘‘Southern Beauty”? ¢ (} 21-Card $1 Assortment. Make $50 CASH PROFIT on 100 Boxes! 60 other fast-sellers seule ae Wraps, Religious, Everyday Boxes. EX’ BONUS. Don’t delay. Write for samples NOW! SOUTHERN GREETING CARD 2165S.Pauline, Dept.E-8, Alan Ladd Memphis 4, Tenn. SUPERFLUOUS HAIR ELIMINATED by amazing discovery called wW ie E L EX” Seren REMOVES EVERY HAIR, WITH ROOTS, FROM FACE AND BODY. HARMLESS, ODORLESS, EASY TO USE. NO AFTERGROWTH: MEETS aut rests Entirely New Method with Guaranteed Results —WRITE FOR FREE ILLUSTRATED FOLDER— | PELEX BEAUTY PRODUCTS CO. p.o. Box 173Me Berkeley, Calif. NOFRETETE 85

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86 | : “slory lights _in-your hair TAT OR p RFU Good Housekeeping Ley we ‘\ 45 avveanisto WS Unbreakable Plastic Bottle ew Oy, SHAMPOO 135 ~ NO FEDERAL TAX REQUIRED Perfumed with famous Old Spice At Drug and Department Stores SHULTON Rockefeller Center, New York the story robert mitchum never told (Continued from page 59) Give me a few minutes to raise it.” The blackmailer smiled, a wan smile of assent. He ambled back to his table and nodded at some of his boys. The gunmen came and joined him, just waiting for the big boss to give his word. Matczem's bodyguard knew full well what could happen. One of these thugs might walk up to Bob and without saying a word, slug him. Mitchum who is handy with his dukes, would strike back. Within a few minutes, the night club would become 2 shambles, and Bob Mitch- um’s name would be smeared again. Niver thought quickly. He raced over to the pretty blonde employed by the night club to shoot photos of the customers. He squeezed a hundred-dollar bill into her palm. “See all those characters sitting around the ringside tables?” he asked. The girl said yes. “Well, just as fast as you can,” Niver ordered, “you start shooting pictures of them. And don’t let them stop you, either.” The cute little blonde followed orders. She took her Speed Graphic and flash bulbs and began shooting. “Beat it, sis- ter,’ one of the racketeers muttered. But the little girl wouldn't. Hundred-dollar bills didn’t grow on trees. She kept her shutter | clicking and her flash bulbs popping, and as she did, the gunmen began to turn away. Soon, the big boy himself got up and walked out. The lesser fry followed. Most of them had criminal records. If anything broke, those photographs could surely identify them. When the last of the hoodlums had left, Niver got hold of Mitchum, and together they kissed Chicago farewell. = history of Hollywood is replete with blackmail and at the moment Bob is a set-up for any hoodlum thus inclined. Mitchum can’t breathe near trouble un- til January 1951. That’s when his two years of probation expire. If he gets in- volved in the slightest jam, if his proba- tion officer becomes convinced that he isn’t living a respectable life—then Bob has to sit in jail for a year and nine months, the balance of his sentence. That’s an awful weight for a man to carry around. Few people realize the men- tal strain involved. Bob has always been a carefree character. These restraints— the inability to leave town without the probation officer’s okay, the checking in every month, the being watched and fol- lowed—is doubly hard on a man of his temperament. But he’s taking it in stride. He gives the same flip, devil-may-care impression that he’s always given. He asks everyone to call him Doll—his favorite name for himself and everyone else—but deep down inside, he knows that he’s the man who’s returned from Hell and will never go back. HE truth of the matter is that Robert _ Mitchum needn’t have gone to jail. If he had wanted to plead not guilty, if he had wanted to ask for a trial by jury— the chances are that he might have been acquitted. The story Mitchum never told is the story of two girls, Vicki Evans and Lila Leeds, of how they were being shadowed by the police, and of how he had to drop in on them on the one night when the police had decided to pull a raid. Many people would have you believe that Mitchum fell for a trap, that the trap was sprung by a girl in the employ of the police. It isn’t so. What actually happened was this: back in 1948 when Bob was temporarily separated from his wife, Doro- thy—he took up with a character of sorts, named Robin Ford. Supposedly a real estate agent, Ford was a nondescript fellow who hung around joints, making friend- ships with a strange variety of people. Through Ford, Mitchum met Lila Leeds, a young, reckless actress who’d won a minimum of screen fame after starting out in life as a waitress. What Mitchum never knew was that Lila Leeds was being tailed by the nar- cotics squad. She herself had no idea that she was being followed. Had she known of the “shadow” thrown on her movements, she certainly wouldn’t have endangered Mitchum’s welfare. She liked him too much. AS things turned out, Lila’s place was scheduled for a raid on August 31st, 1948. When Mitchum and Robin Ford walked in, the two narcotics agents wait-- ing outside were absolutely amazed. This is what Mitchum told the Los An- geles County Probation Officer about his affair with Lila: He and Ford were in- vited to see the new cottage she had rented in Laurel Canyon. “I reluctantly consented to stop in for a minute,” Bob explained. “We were met at the door by Miss Leeds and another girl who was introduced as Vicki Evans. Miss Leeds handed me a cigarette and upon accepting it, I looked up and saw what I believed to be a face at the window. “At that moment there was a loud crash, and two men burst into the room holding Miss Evans as a shield. Without bothering to drop the cigarette, I crouched to throw the small table before me at the men, thinking it was a holdup, but one of them. shouted, “Police officers.’ “Sergeant Barr retrieved the cigarette. I observed a package of cigarettes in a crumpled Philip Morris wrapper on the table .. . and Officer McKinnon attempted to thrust the package into my hands, and said, ‘These are yours.’ : “I replied that they were not. He said, ‘Look, don’t give me the business and we'll get along fine.’ “I did not have any marijuana when I: entered the house, nor did I know or be-— lieve anyone else there would have any.” . Mitchum was indicted on two counts, possession of marijuana and conspiracy to. possess marijuana. Before the trial got. under way, his attorney, Jerry Geisler, asked for a severance of counts, and the. | CR as SPO OO HOW TIME FLIES! M@ Judy Garland is dating Grace Hayes’ . son Peter . . . Jackie Cooper is still taking Pat Stewart to nightclubs and previews . . . Lew Ayres is quite smit- ten with the charms of Helen Gilbert . . . Olivia, De Havilland seems to be concentrating on Howard Hughes ... There are those who say that Anatole Litvak and Ann Sheridan are really serious about their romance.—January, 1940—Modern Screen.

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State agreed to try the actor on the second. He was found guilty and sentenced to two | years in the state penitentiary.the sentence to be held in abeyance, upon Mitchum’s “serving ninety days in the county jail. ; I F Bob had wanted to, he could have tak- en the witness stand in front of a jury. | : He could have told the story of his life. It ‘would have been a long, sad, tear-provok- sing autobiography. But Bob wouldn't tell | = his story to the public, although he did tell ‘it, in private, to the probation officer. Here is the official statement of Robert Charles Mitchum, born in Bridgeport, - Connecticut, August 6th, 1917: “My mother was born in Christiana, »Norway, and arrived in this country with her mother, sister, and brother at age 9, Sto join her father, a steamer captain. “My father, James Mitchum, a native South Carolinian, was killed in a railroad accident in Charleston, S. C. in 1919. “In 1927, my mother remarried. Her i ‘husband was Hugh Cunningham-Morris, | then feature editor of the Bridgeport Tele- “Tn 1928 my mother joined us on the 2Delaware farm where my half-sister was -born, my step-father remaining at his desk. = “My sister applied for and received a ‘permit to work, and at 14 deserted her becoming source of family support. delphia, and later that year to New York. ; “THESE moves I supplemented with oc- casional excursions of my own, one of ‘which in 1933, ended in the Chatham ‘ing freight trains in the company of other boys. I was convicted of what I recall was -a technical charge of vagrancy and re- ‘leased approximately a week later ... perate circumstances. work as a garage mechanic. determined that my younger brothers education should be uninterrupted. “That same autumn I met the girl I was later to marry, Dorothy Spence... “Joining the CCC, I worked on the Tide- land Reclamation Project until July 1934, ' when with what little money I had saved, I set out for California. “Arriving with my brother in Long Beach, we were joined by the rest of the ‘family ... My brother was enrolled in Long Beach’s Polytechnic High School and I began a series of odd jobs which included dish-washing, truck-loading, stevedoring | and building-maintenance and repair. g Ix September 1935, through the efforts of a friend, I was employed in Toledo, Ohio . . . The job over, I visited my girl in Delaware, and in May, 1936, returned to California ... “My sister having assumed an active in- terest in a civic theater project, I was urged by my mother to join an act which began one of the most enjoyable and satis- fying encounters of my life. “For the first time I was privileged to make the acquaintance of young people of my own age who shared my ideas and re- flections, and though most of us were thread-bare poor, we forgot our fears of the future. “Throughout that and the next year I _ acted, directed, and wrote children’s plays with some local success .. . E _ “In 1938, approached by a friend to edit _ the lectures of an astrologer, Mr. Carroll junior term in high school for the stage, | County Camp in Savannah, Georgia. Rid- | - “Returning to Delaware, I learned that | ' my mother had rented a house. 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e big splash ontinued from page 34) culinary victory. - had hamburgers a la MacKenzie and “+ a soul had indigestion. Naturally, the conversation was picture- se. Marshall had just finished a picture . Metro called The Violent Hour. And -rbara, of course, knew the script by | >art because she’d helped him memorize | _ lines. Amanda “I don't look a bit like bitract at that studio. For a newcomer, -yee really has a flock of films. Her first rt was in Twelve O'Clock High and she’s 7 lowed it with hits like Ticket to Toma- Lwk and Broken Arrow. il Roddy acquired a brand new name— rson, Jr.” r of Tall Timber, and has a disc jockey Logram in his spare time. tlaw days. > picture of the same name, only plural. nong them, Tony, Dick Long, Scott ady and Audie Murphy get to shoot For a while the industrious conversa- n it started getting cool and we de- = way to the car, I glanced over my soulder toward the pool. Bert and Bob, -o the sunset. Harvey was with them. im and collected. 3; watch, urself?” “Blub,” I told him in my brand new ‘aterlogged voice. Translated, it means Jat more people should have sunstrokes hot summer days. THE END loodbye mr. fancy 4d friends from college, some people Heamed up the idea that he was a snob well as a playboy. Nothing could have H-en farther from the truth. He was imply shy, and very young. {/ HEN the war came along, Bob was one of the first in Hollywood to go into e service. At the Naval Academy at snsacola, he graduated at the top of his avy. He ended up as a full lieutenant, id, like most guys in uniform, ome looking for fundamentals. But even before he’d been released Jom the navy, practically every studio in »wn offered him a contract. Twentieth entury-Fox offered him a starting salary > $3,500 a week. 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Joan Lansing kin-Wyler combination that made up Lib- erty Films, Inc. He signed with them for much less than Twentieth’s grandiose offer, and was really disappointed when their company dissolved. He had another excellent reason for gloom when a peculiar South Pacific virus called mononucleosis belatedly attacked his insides and he had to quit right in the middle of his first independent film, The Other Love. Bob didn’t get back in shape for work until 1948, when he played his first screen role in six years in Date with Judy. -It was a light juvenile part, but it was, finally, a start. Since then, Bob Stack has not exactly been setting the film world on fire. But now, with Torero, he is in a very real sense at the turning point of his career. Fo this film he had to go down to Mexico and learn about bullfighting. He spent a lot of time at the Xajay bull farm, watching the amateurs of the neigh- borhood worry the “toritos” in the arena. Actually a bull never sees a cape until the day he fights for his life in the ring. The “toritos” at the farm were young cows as deadly and as brave and as fierce as the bulls they breed. “Look at that black one!” shouted the foreman on a day that Bob was there. “Already she fears nothing on two legs.” “She does look tough,” said Bob. ‘Do you mind if I try one of the gentler ones?” Before the foreman could protest, Bob had picked up a cape and walked out toward the center of the ring where a peaceful looking animal stood waiting. “Be careful, senor,” the foreman shouted. “She is little, but she is also very mean.” Bob discovered that for himself in just a second. The “torito” snorted, lowered her broad head, and charged. Bob barely had time to jump out of the way. On the next charge Bob was prepared. He stood easily with his cape gracefully draped by his side, looking for all the world like an expert. But the “torito” wasn’t impressed. She had the fixed idea of trampling Bob into the dust, and she almost did. As a rule, people in their right minds do not enter a ring with 900 pounds of porterhouse on the hoof. It’s like stand- ing too close to a speeding freight train. But Bob wanted Torero to look authentic in every detail. A few weeks later, he was back at the studio, practicing the intricate foot work and flowing cape movements of a torero. Because he’s a natural athlete it came easy to him, and a Hollywood columnist who watched him practice wrote that he looked professional enough to do the actual fight- ing scenes in the film. “Are you kidding?” Bob asked. “Me get in the ring with a big mad bull? Why, I'd rather go six rounds with Joe Louis!” “What's the matter,’ the columnist joked, “losing your nerve?” “Have you ever seen a bullfight?” asked. “Those bulls play for keeps!” “That wouldn’t have stopped you a few years ago,” the columnist said. “A few years ago,’ Bob reminded him, “IT was a lot younger. And even then, I never did anything as reckless as that.” “Oh, no?” the columnist queried. ‘What about the time you tried to make that speed boat fly up at Lake Merced?” “That was an accident,’ Bob confessed, with a self-conscious smile. “And I’m not racing my boat anymore.” Bob pe columnist was referring to the time Bob cracked up his _ high-powered speed boat, the Thunderbird, while lead- ing the field in a big race at Lake Merced. He swung into a turn with the throttle wide open, hit a bad wave, and barrel- rolled the boat 15 feet into the air. Bob landed on his head fifty feet away, and woke up in the hospital six hours later. “And what about that IE TEN: spill you had just before the war? “IT hit some loose gravel in the road,” Bob admitted. “It shouldn’t have hap- pened. But I'm not riding motorcycles anymore, either.” (That spill almost in- jured him permanently.) “Ten years ago, I wouldn’t have been at all surprised to hear that Bob had taken up bullfighting seriously,” says one of his friends. “In those days, Bob would tackle anything new. And believe me, he wouldn’t have stopped until he was one of the best bullfighters in the world—or flat on his back.” Happily, this time around, there’s none of the “playboy” nonsense dogging his every step. Probably this is true because he’s forsaken most of the madcap sports which made it possible for snap- ~judgers to pin that label or him. Also, Bob is a much wiser, more mature young man than he used to be. Actors who have recently worked with him are genuine in their praise of his ability. But Bob is still a little wary of their exuberance. “People will come up and say, ‘Gee, Bob, you were terrific in that take’ like they had expected me to have two heads and smell,” Bob says. “But I believe that most of Hollywood is beginning to be con- vinced that I am serious about acting.” HEN Bob’s father, J. Langford Stack, died in 1929, he left a gross estate of nearly $5,000,000 in property to Bob, his mother, and his brother, Jim. It is a Movie acters wear dark glasses to funer- als, to conceal the fact that their eyes are not red from weeping.—Nunnally Johnson certainty that Bob will never be troubled by economic insecurity as long as he lives. It is only natural that this happy condi- tion has created some unconscious resent- ment in Hollywood. “It has never occurred to Bob that - money is an advantage,” a close friend of the Stack family says. “If anything, it provides a constant challenge for him to make good on his own.’ Bob’s tremendous admiration for his father has influenced everything he has ever done in his life. Jim Stack was a big, lusty man who began subjecting his two sons to outdoor life almost before they could talk. Bob was only 8 years old when his father first took him duck-hunt- ing. When they got out in the blind, he handed Bob a 12-gauge shotgun to try. Bob shot it and it knocked him flat. il see Tll have to get you a lighter gun,” his father commented. is so dead serious about acting E H that he has postponed all plans of i full marriage until he gets his career in stride. He has been seeing a lot of Evelyn Keyes and Claudette Thornton. But neither one has wrung a proposal from him. “I have the problem of being in love with my work,” Bob says. “And until I have my profession under control, it wouldn’t be fair to any woman to have a distraction like that in her life.” The vast three years have been a yeriod of restiessness and marking time fer Bob ° which | would give him a chance to prove his real - Stack, waiting for that one par% ability. It may be that Torere is it. But no matter how Torero turns out, Stack is on the way—and even a witd bull couldn’t stop him. Tue Enp

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experiencing the freedom of uncluttered rooms and large expanses of sunlight, no eloquent flood of words will change them. love me, love my house (Continued from page 42) sports coats became enemies in the closet. There was no slace for her records and his drafting 5oards. Finally she turned to John one svening and said, “What ever became or that stone and glass house in Mandeville Canyon?” | “Tt’s still standing. Why?” “Oh, nothing,” she said casually. “Only, ‘why don’t we live in it?” _ John was speechless for a moment. Then ‘he grinned. “You mean you really want ‘to live in a modern house?” “Tf it’s one of yours.” “It's one of mine,” said John, “but may- be you won’t like it. Maybe it’s not your type. Maybe...” “Maybe we ought to go look at it,” she suggested. So they went. pees opened the heavy front door of the modern house, and he let Diana wander through it herself: He has a theory that you can’t argue people into liking contem- porary style architecture. You have to let them live in a contemporary home for a 4ew weeks. If they don’t like it after In a few minutes, Diana came looking for her husband. Her eyes were shining. “John, it’s perfect for us! I think we should decorate our bedroom in rose-beige and chocolate brown and maybe have a splashy, figured wallpaper in one bath- room and something more masculine in the other. We can have red in the kitchen, and gray. And, of course, well eat by candlelight. Candlelight in the moun- tains*. .. and all those windows... .” Today, Diana is a confirmed modernist who specializes in giving dinner parties for ten or twelve friends, including one pair of house-hunting newlyweds. Just let anyone profess the smallest interest in her house, and she'll take them on a tour pointing out the wonderful conveniences which are hidden all over the place. For example, there’s a ventilator fan in the stall shower that draws all the steam and humidity out through a vent in the roof. Every room has a two-way speaker system which saves a lot of unnecessary walking in an otherwise narrow elongated house. All the light switches are located at convenient hip height instead of being at the old conventional shoulder level. This saves having to reach up every time you want to turn on a light. In addition, there is one black button on every light panel that ties into a master switch. A flip of this switch from anywhere in the house will turn on all the lights in the place. This simple gadget serves as a sure safety device. Should the Lindsays ever hear a prowler, they need only move a finger to flood their home with light. 1 tHE Lindsay kitchen, you will find the greatest collection of up-to-the-minute conveniences for the housewife. There's a Westinghouse stove and refrigerator, a Frigidaire automatic laundry, and a Kitch- enaid mixer that all operate on the low electric rate. The fireman-red counters and black splash are made of linoleum treated with a plastic bar varnish which won't stain or burn. The house furnishings are equally as smart and economical, too. The floor to ceiling draperies throughout the entire residence are made of ordinary sailcloth. As a hanging fabric, sailcloth is wonder- fully practical. It sheds dirt and doesn’t need any lining to make it opaque. You can buy sailcloth at practically any de- partment store. The floors—and this, too, is a swell tip— are covered with Caliwool which is not a rug at all but a carpet liner. It costs $2.00 a square yard as compared to the cheap- est broadloom at $8.00. Caliwool is wear- able and comes in soft beautiful colors. It’s ideal for the young home-maker. Someday, when the Lindsays’ budget per- mits, they plan to lay wall to wall carpet- ing on top of their liner, but right now Caliwool is superb for their purposes. The furniture in the Lindsay house is custom designed. A friend of John’s, Newton Lichter, designed the pieces out of tough, inexpensive material. The two living room couches, for example, have wrought iron frames, while the cushions are ordinary bed mattresses and large bolsters, covered by a coarse green wool. After Diana’s friends make the grand tour of her house they usually tell her, “Dolly, you’re so lucky being settled in a place designed especially for you.” Her reply is always the same. “When you're married to a car dealer,” she says, “you run around in the latest model car. When you're married to an architect, you run around in the latest model house. With my John, it’s a case of ‘Love me, love my house!’ . . . And believe me, I do!” THE END Hal My. Friend Irma Diana Lynn’s latest movie for Wallis-Paramount is Goes West. : a how sinful are movie stars? (Continued from page 55) one of his char- acters, a movie critic, say: “Every now and then some elder statesman of the thea- ter or cinema assures the public that actors and actresses are just plain folks, ignoring the fact that their greatest attraction to the public is their complete lack of resem- blance to normal human beings .. . By and large we are concentrated gatherings of neurotics. egomaniacs, emotional misfits and precocious children.” Let’s look at these “precocious children.” In general, the motion picture industry has attracted a motley, talented group of people from the most flamboyant segments of show business, and from the most varied _ avenues of life. Many of them, particular- ly the comedians, have been reared in pov- erty-stricken areas. Others, like Betty Hutton, Loretta Young. Lana Turner and Doris Day, have been raised without fath- ers. George Raft was a prize fighter. Frank Sinatra was a shipyard worker. Dorothy Lamour was an elevator operator. 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2 Follow ... That Man fal MYC . - - @ favorite with millions in 4 great DELL MYSTERIES by BRETT HALLIDAY DEAD MAN'S DIARY A mysterious shipwreck, days in a lifeboat, and a missing diary that holds the answer to a surprise finale. CALL FOR MICHAEL SHAYNE Arthur Devlin awakens from a mental blackout of 12 days and finds himself hopelessly involved in a murder until ml for —aphaol NMOUHE Michael Seely he calls for Michael Shayne. DE Rett ‘ Maliday THE PRIVATE PRACTICE OF MICHAEL SHAYNE Framed for murder, Michael Shayne nid smi | turns Miami upside down in a des- ute * perate last minute effort to solve a baffling mystery and murder—and collects a sizable fee. A TASTE FOR VIOLENCE Michael Shayne seeks justice in a town that has forgotten the meaning of the word. In 24 exciting hours Mike finally gets his man. Listen to MURDER BY EXPERTS on Mutual Broadcasting System Every Monday Night with BRETT HALLIDAY SS ell books would constitute a sin of the worst kind. Frank Sinatra is another product of the slums. Some of the boys who attended school with him in Hoboken are currently serving time. In Sinatra’s code, loyalty is paramount. Only a few years ago, he re- signed from the swank Lakeside Country Club in North Hollywood because certain members didn’t approve of his guests. Gm has another meaning to actresses like wh Ginger Rogers, Joan Crawford, Greer Garson and Gloria Swanson, to name a few. They feel no guilt in having been married three or four times. For the most part, these are domineering women whose lives are meaningless without love. In Many cases they have sacrificed husbands for careers, but they see no reason why this sacrifice should be perpetual. In their search for happiness, they are willing to take repeated risks with a free conscience. Stories to the effect that Hollywood actresses and actors indulge periodically in orgiastic parties simply are not true. If anything there is probably less sexual ac- tivity among actors and actresses as a group than many others, for as the Kinsey Report revealed, there is infinitely more promiscuous sex activity among the un- skilled, lower income occupational groups. Sereen stars aren’t saints. Furthermore, they make no attempts to set themselves up as paragons of virtue. Most of them consider their work a_ livelihood and simply want to be left alone to enjoy their free time. Only after they’ve been in Hollywood for years do they realize how greatly they’ve sacrificed privacy for adulation. Movie fans elevate actors to stardom. From time to time they will adopt a per- sonality and deify him—as they did Van Johnson and Frank Sinatra. In return, — fans demand that the stars lead their pri- | vate lives in public, and woe to the star’s career if the public disapproves. Yet the lure of Hollywood never fails. For years it has attracted the talented, the poor but ambitious, because it rewards | popularity with great wealth, and it places no premium on background. Its own back- ground has not been a credit to its name. In fact, it is Hollywood’s past history which is most responsible for associating sin with stars in the public mind, Com- | pared to the screen colony of the 1920’s, , Hollywood, today, is as pure as Eden before _ the snake walked in, and its actors and | actresses are unfairly libeled by the im- moral behavior of their predecessors. To realize what. relatively wholesome lives most screen stars currently lead, one has merely to refer to the front page of } any leading 1920 newspaper. I* that year, Olive Thomas, one of Flo | Ziegfeld’s most beautiful discoveries committed suicide in Paris. When the | tragic news of her death reached New York, | the lights all over Broadway were turned off as a mark of respect and love. Investi- 2 gation by the French Surete General later revealed that cocaine had played more than a passing part in the actress’ death. A few months later, Wallace Reid, the handsome’ idol of millions, disappeared from Hellywood. His employers attributed his disappearance to “overwork,” but everyone in the film colony knew ether- wise. Wallace Reid was a morphine ad- dict. In seven years, he had starred in 52 pictures, all of them box office successes. To maintain this killing schedule, he had succumbed to morphine. For three long years, blackmailers bled - him for loot. Reid had a wife and two children. He loved them deeply. He knew what the dope was doing to him, and he tried to rid himself of the habit. He suc- ceeded for two whole months, but the en-

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SSS a |reed abstinence proved too great a ‘rain. One day, he collapsed on the set. is wife took him to a mountain retreat jhere after a month of delirium, he died. ‘His death set in motion a_wave of ‘‘ounting antagonism against Hollywood thich reached its peak on September 5, 921, when Fatty Arbuckle was accused ‘— sexually violating a 23-year-old girl, nd thereby causing her death. “Arbuckle had first met Virginia Rappe '{ the old Keystone Studios and had taken ‘n immediate liking to her. On one oc- ‘asion he had even tried to “borrow” a ‘ley to her dressing room from the night ‘atchman, but with no success. ' Years later, however, when Arbuckle ‘yas staying at the St. Francis Hotel in ‘tan Francisco, he learned that Virginia ‘yas in town and invited her over. She ‘rrived with several of her friends. There ‘yas a good deal of drinking, and subse- ‘juently Virginia and Fatty were paired off. Presently, they strolled into an adjoining »edroom where Arbuckle locked the door. “ Twenty minutes later, Virginia’s terri- "ied screams reverberated throughout the “uite. “[P'm dying!” she cried. “I’m dying!” Jer friends rushed to the bedroom door ‘und tried to kick it in. A very drunk “Arbuckle opened the door. | Oddly enough, no one seemed to take ‘he dying actress very seriously. The hotel ‘Shysician arrived and with the manager -carried Virginia out of the suite. and the ‘sarty continued along its merry way. Four days later, Virginia Rappe died in ‘he hospital, and a coroner’s jury found Roscoe Fatty Arbuckle guilty of causing ‘Mer death. He was tried three times. Two ne EE ANSWERS TO QUIZ ON PAGE 72 1. Sergeant York 2. Gary Cooper 3. Sergeant York 4. For single-handedly capturing over 200 enemy troops. 15. 1941 ee ‘trials ended in hung juries. On the third, \Fatty won an acquittal, but by then, all his pictures had been banned from the screen, ‘no one would hire him, and the anxious eyes of the nation were being focused on still another Hollywood scandal, the mur- | der of William Desmond Taylor, one of the great directors at Lasky Studios. { 2298 in his late fifties, had been shot in the back with a .32 calibre automatic while seated at his desk. Investigation of the murder revealed that the handsome di- rector had been loved by two famous actresses, Mabel Normand and Mary Miles | Minter. Since Miss Normand had been | paying a narcotics gang approximately | $2,000'a month for both drugs and black- | mail, and Mary Miles Minter had written Taylor some exceedingly tempestuous love letters—Taylor’s studio, according to one reporter, “did more to hamper the investi- | gation of this murder than to help tees As a result of it, however, the Hollywood pro“ucers were compelled to police the industry. For the job, they chose Will Hays, former Postmaster General in the cabinet of President Warren G. Harding. Although Hays and his 1945 successor, Eric Johnston, still have many detractors, the fact is that under their supervision Hollywood movie stars have pretty much toed the moral line. In the past 28 years, approximately 15,000 players have been under contract to the ma‘or studios. Less than ten of these have been involved in full-fledged scandals. No other industry dealing primarily in ex- trovertive, ego-ridden, publicity-hounded personalities can approach this record. Today, Beverly Hills, where most of the screen stars reside, is one of the most law- abiding cities in the land. According to Chief Clinton Anderson, in charge of the local police, “We’ve had only two murders in this town, Pauly Gibbons and Bugsy Siegel, and in fifteen years, less than half a dozen prostitution cases. As a group, the movie colony consists of decent, law- abiding citizens. Once in a while, a young kid will be picked up for drunken driving, but that can happen in any community. “Out here, we treat every resident alike. We show no partiality to movie stars. if they do anything wrong, we take them in. The fact that we haven’t booked many of them is proof of their good behavior.” Stars are particularly sensitive to public opinion, and they will go to incredible lengths to prevent the circulation of un- favorable publicity. They know that they are constantly exposed to all sorts of sen- sational attacks. \e 1943, a Mrs. Barbara Jean Thompson of Long Beach, California, accused Henry Fonda of fathering her child. At that time, Fonda was on duty with the U. S. Navy in the Pacific; when he heard the news, he quickly denied it, claiming that he had no recollection of the woman. Mrs. Thompson, however, was insistent. She demanded several thousands for her- helf, her lawyer, her hospital bills. Fonda’s lawyers went to work. They quickly discovered that the plaintiff had previously been arrested in a Long Beach hotel on a morals charge. She had a po- lice record, an extensive history of divorce and annulment, and had in addition em- ployed many aliases. Fonda’s attorney described her as “a very lewd and lascivi- ous person.” When the facts were made known, the case quietly evaporated, and Fonda emerged from the sordid mess with his reputation intact. Ordinarily, this is not the result of most paternity suits. Regardless of the final de- cision, it is always the star who gets hurt. Certainly, this was true in paternity suits involving Wallace Beery, Charlie Chaplin, and the late William S. Hart, the Hopalong Cassidy of the 1920’s. As a matter of fact, it was the paternity scandal of 1923 that ruined Hart’s meteoric career. In that year, Elizabeth MacCaullay, a Massachusetts school teacher, asserted that William S. Hart was the father of her 5- year-old boy. Hart denied it. Miss Mac- Caullay insisted the story was true. When she took the witness stand, she gave her imagination full sweep. “Bill,” she testified, “was so wonderful that I was blinded by my love for him. I suc- cumbed to his wiles and whisperings. He may deny this all he pleases, but in his heart he will always remember the little woman from the East who gave all.” Unfortunately, the public didn’t believe Hart, for too much scandalous activity had been going on in Hollywood. They stayed away from his pictures. His name on a theater marquee soon became poison. Eventually, the Massachusetts school teacher recanted her fanciful tale. By then William S. Hart’s career was over. HE same thing almost happened to Char- lie Chaplin. Born in London in 1889, he’s been the moral enfant terrible of the film industry for the past three decades. His father died’ when he was three years old, and his mother placed him in an alms- house. 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PURO CO., 2801 Locust, Dept. 05-L, St. Louis 3, Mo. His first wife was Mildred Harris, a woman who described him as “an equal mixture of intellectual and sensualist.” In 1924, favoring his sensual side, he married a 16-year-old actress named Lita Grey. She had two children by him and then sued for divorce demanding a cash settlement of a cool million dollars. She filed a petition which so graphically recounted Chaplin’s many amours that copies were surrepti- tiousy mimeographed and sold around Hollywood. The hue and cry were so great that for a short time it seemed very prob- able that Chaplin would follow Arbuckle and Hart into exile, but fortunately, he met most of his wife’s demands, and the case was settled. Years later, Chaplin was asked by movie mogul Joseph Schenck to take a trip on his yacht. Chaplin accepted and on the yacht he met an ex-chorus girl named Paulette Goddard. Chaplin cast her oppo- site him in Modern Times, married her in 1936, divorced her in 1942. W 7 Paulette gone, the middle-aged genius looked about for a new pro- tegée. He found her in the form of Joan Barry, a beautiful teen-aged red-head. He placed her under contract. One evening, eighteen months later, he suddenly cancelled her contract. He barred her from the premises. Joan refused to stay away. The police picked her up and jailed her. Chaplin finally gave her $100 and a railroad ticket to New York, and she was released from jail on her promise to leave the city. Instead, she called on a Holly- wood columnist, one of Chaplin’s known enemies. “I’m going to bear Charlie Chap- lin’s child,’ she announced. Chaplin was indicted by a _ Federal grand jury on four separate counts. He was accused of violating the Mann Act, transporting a girl across the state lines for immoral purposes, and of having con- spired to deny Joan Barry her civil rights. The Mann Act count was dismissed, and Chaplin was acquitted on the others. Miss Barry then instituted a paternity suit. 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After his acquittal of the Federal charges, Chaplin married her. When Joan Barry was told the news, she supposedly burst into tears of rage. There is no doubt that Chaplin’s amorous adventures have reflected adversely on Hollywood moral standards. There is little doubt that several other stars have been tinted by the brush used to smear him. S22 are always being accused of some crime or other. These charges always make the headlines, true or false. The cumulative effect upon the public is the mistaken belief that the natural state of actors and actresses is trouble. Many fans aren’t aware of the number of crackpots who make trouble for celebrities. Take Betty Grable. Ever since she achieved stardom she has been the target of countless extortionists. On January 5th, ° 1941, she received a threatening letter, de- manding that she send $2,000 to a Betty Westlake of Washington. The letter was written by an 18-year-old fan. Ninety days later, Betty, under the threat of death, received a letter demand- ing $8,500. The FBI picked up its author, James Thompson, in a Birmingham cafe and sent him to jail for a year and a day. Last year, her life was again threatened 4 “unless you leave $5,000 to the man who ~ will be leaning against a wall on Gower between Melrose and Santa Monica.” The FBI was called in again. This time a po- licewoman disguised as the actress was sent walking along Gower Street with a dummy package of bills. She dropped the package, and a young man picked it up. He was arrested and confessed that he — wanted $5,000 “to tour Hollywood and see the film stars.” Another prominent female target for — extortion was Clara Bow. In the early — 1930’s, Clara was earning $6,000 a week. She was alternately described as the “It” girl, “the Brooklyn Bonfire,” the “hottest — dame this side of the Atlantic.” She knew droves of men and she was supposedly, in a term of thirty months, engaged to Bela Lugosi, Harry Richman, Victor Fleming, — Gilbert Roland, and Gary Cooper. She lived the kind of life most people think Hollywood actresses live, wild, reck- ess, man-filled. She spent her money so _ lavishly that gambling croupiers below the © border called her “Clara Dough-Blow.” Unfortunately, she had a penchant for — saving love letters. Her private secretary, | Daisy De Voe, stole “the hottest” of these and threatened to turn them over to the newspapers unless Clara gave her $125,000. © Clara refused. Daisy was arrested and | sent to the women’s penitentiary, but the scandal she had engendered finished Clara | Bow as a screen attraction. Clara married Rex Bell and retired from the screen. Foe years the publicity mills have been grinding out truckloads of material on the private lives of the stars. In Holly- wood, no man and woman ever go out for simple fun. It is always passion that spins | the plot. Sometimes, as in the Hayworth and Bergman instances, the publicity boys | are right in their assumption that some-_ thing is “cooking.” Frequently, however, / they’re wrong, in fact so wrong, that Dore ~ Schary, chief of production at MGM re-~ cently said: “Hollywood is a good example | of how misunderstood a place can get. “The mental picture of Hollywood is that, it is the capital of screwballism, full of: actors either chasing other actors’ wives or divorcing their own, of maniac directors, and writers surveying their swimming} pools and muttering about Art. a “Though the picture is wrong, it is partly» Hollywood’s own fault that it exists. In the” beginning, many years ago, we made it exist because we thought it was good show- manship. We displayed the roaring tigers and the girl with three heads on Main+ Street, just as the small circus does today. It sold tickets.” Nowadays, sin still sells tickets. If any-» thing, it tends to temporarily enhance a star’s fame and box office popularity, but’ few stars will traffic with it, because vice, debauchery, and drunkenness leave tell- tale lines about the face. ‘ Ambition, common sense, business acu- men, and the searching light of publicity keep actors in line. These factors combine to make them less sinful, on the whole, than the general public. If you doubt this, look at Hollywood’s record in recent years, and then take an honest look into the police files or into the form and number of immoral actions in any city of our land. THE END Paid Notice Are you as lovely as you can be? See page 19 Fm mm ee ee

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why they get in trouble ' (Continued from page 61) half the sense I think you have,” I suggested. “You'll ‘clear out of here-right now, go get Dorothy ‘and bring her back. This kind of thing spells bad news for you:and yours.” | Bob’s face sobered down. “You're ab- lsolutely right, Hedda,” he agreed. “And ‘I promise you—I'll go back and get her.” | Three days later I read the headlines. Three days later the police had Bob ‘Mitchum in jail and in trouble. ‘TPuere’s nothing unique about trouble, ‘ 1 Heaven knows. It’s about as’ exclusive ‘as the measles. I have troubles every day i—so, Vl bet, do you. Trouble is living "and life, as the smartie said, “is just one ‘damn thing after another.” But the Good |Lord gave most of us the natural caution “to dodge as much public trouble as we “can and the good sense to realize that our ‘reputations are the best assets we'll ever “have. Yet, in a spotlighted town where | good names are money in the bank and ‘where, you'd think, the stars would do everything in their powers to keep them ‘white as the snow—what do we see? i Rita Hayworth wants to marry a prince. , Well, that’s fine. But does she have to "travel over half the world with him first “in a flagrant flouting of all accepted con- é ventions, knowing that her fame will make “every step public property? If Ingrid Bergman wants to change husbands and _start another family, okay—that seems to be done in the best of circles. But can’t “she pick a more discreet setting for her “romance than a ballyhooed picture loca- F “Every time | begin to emote, | look up and “there is a horse—stealing my scene."— ' Maria Montez ‘tion and can’t she ring out the old before ‘| she rings in the new—like everybody else? ‘ Sometimes it seems the stars go out of ‘their way to court headlines via disaster. “Sometimes it seems that Hollywood is ‘indeed a school for scandal. But it’s not. |Only recently a government investigator ‘sent out from Washington to uncover the > wicked goings on of Horrible Hollywood "went right back and with an empty brief- - case. Hollywood, by and large, he dis- * covered, is just as respectable as any other ‘city you can name. What then, cooks up ‘all this trouble you read about? A quick answer is: Through too much ‘fame, too much flattery, too much money, - too much concentrated work with too i much empty leisure in between. “Idle ‘hands are the devil’s playthings,’ they used to tell me back in Altoona, Pa., and I still believe it. And, as another wise man } once observed, “Stars can stand anything | but success.” But what’s missing in that } answer is the human element. Stars are people, believe it or not. They’re all dif- ferent, from different backgrounds, and ) they each react very differently when | bowled over by the whirlwinds of fame. 'Paxe Frankie Sinatra—and America cer- tainly did. Maybe that was the trouble. | They took Frankie to their hearts too fast 4 and he thought he was somebody out of this world, with no obligations whatever. For a kid from across the tracks his great good fortune was to be grabbed greedily jand the result was a spoiled, swell-headed \young man. Frank’s trail up and down the ladder is spotted with ingratitudes. His ‘greatest ingratitude, of course, has been to Nancy, who anchored him, gave him the home he’d never known as a kid, wonderful children and her loyal love. Everybody loved: Frankie—but he didn’t love back. And that’s the root of his trouble tree, and always will be until he learns that love is a two-way word. On the other hand, have a look at Bob Mitchum, a big irresponsible guy who loves everybody and the world in general, not wisely but too well. And that amiable weakness is as dangerous for Bob as Frankie’s selfishness is for him. Victor Mature is another one of the most ingratiating fellows I know. But thrice married Vic is a born bachelor at heart. He still can’t see why he isn’t free as the air though married. A while back I ran across Vic and Dorothy in Las Vegas, huddled in a gaming club. It was very late and dead-tired Dorothy forced a wan smile. “I came up here for a rest,” she said, “and look! We haven’t been to bed before five o’clock for three straight nights.” She didn’t say it happily either and Vic’s troubles brew because he still never knows, or cares, what time it is. I WATCH stars every day, men and women both, going on being the light hearted, self-indulgent kids they once were. ’way back when they started on this rosy Holly- wood road to success, so pleasant and nice, as long as you keep it straight and nar- row. It always amazes me, though, as the years go by, that they never learn the simple fact that they can’t do just as they please, that they’ve got to grow up, that the sides of that road are glass and that ‘people are going to look, and too often find them wanting in one way or another. One day, before he sailed away to find Princess Ghica, I drove up to Errol Flynn’s house for an interview. He had to ask a blonde to please leave before we could get down to business. It didn’t surprise me because I know Errol. I know he is a man who—in all truth—women just won’t leave alone. But I also know that Errol doesn’t particularly want them to. It’s perfectly okay with me for Errol to keep an accent on youth, and if he can stay fatally fascinating to the ladies in his mid-years and get by with it—power to him. All the world loves a lover—even a fortyish lover—until he shows up in a jam. Trouble with Errol is, he’s about as dis- ereet as a pussycat. He never learned to pay for his fun until it was too late, when he paid plenty. I’ve always thought that five dollars’ worth of roses to Nora Eddington at the right time would have saved Errol a lot of trouble and some important money, too. But I don’t expect him ever to learn. Nor do I expect to see the day when another perpetual Peter Pan named Sonny Tufts snaps out of adolescence and acts his years. Sonny was a legend in his col- lege campus cutup days—and I suppose it was cute then. He was the lite of every party when he first came to Hollywood. But what used to earn him cheers just brings him hangover headaches today, the real kind and the career kind, too. Are the miseries of movieland all just a case of grown-ups still wearing rompers on their psyches? Not exactly. On the con- trary, growing up too fast under the mil- lion-dollar pressure of a precocious career has wreaked even more havoc. Since she was thirteen Judy Garland has made thirty-odd full length pictures for MGM. 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Learning the rugged ropes of show business in her growing years, how did Betty have a chance to learn the true values of living at the time every girl and boy must? When Betty called me-one day last year to say she was leaving her husband, Ted Briskin, I gasped, “Betty, how can you? You'll never find another man as sweet as that. Think it over.” Well, Betty did and she went back to Ted. But the next time she didn’t call me —the time she filed for divorce. I wish she had, although I’m not sure it would have done any permanent good. Betty is still giving her heart and soul to making pictures and those pictures are making her a bigger and bigger star. But will she ever know what she really wants? Won’t the theme song of show business—off- with-the-old-and-on-with-the-new be the same for Betty’s real life? Those are the wrong values for happiness. I CAN sympathize with Betty Hutton, but it’s very hard indeed for me to squeeze out crocodile tears for Ava Gardner, another girl who picked up wrong values —and I do mean wrong—right here in Hollywood. As a result, Ava is flouting conventions right and left and heading for trouble as sure as shooting. She may think —as I suspect she does—that working up an international scandal is hot stuff for her screen siren reputation. But she’s playing with fire. How she’s changed! When I first saw Ava Gardner she was a pretty little girl from North Carolina, innocent and sweet as a peach. I remem- ber an MGM publicity man took her on a studio tour when she first arrived, led her onto a Mickey Rooney set. “I hope you’re satisfied,” he said. “You've actually met Mickey Rooney now!” That plunged Ava into tears because she was mortified that anyone should think she’d be that ga-ga over a movie star. Today, Ava out-movie stars most movie stars herself. In fact, some scandal more sensational than her toreador trouble was about to trap Ava in very unsavory Hollywood headlines if she hadn’t sailed off to Spain when she did. Maybe she makes a better siren off the screen than she does on, anyway—and | that’s another reason why you'll find some of our best stars sticking their’ custom- shod feet regularly in muddle puddles: They get to believe the parts they play. “The trouble with you, Bogie,” I heard Prince Mike Romanoff say once, “is that you think you’re Humphrey Bogart.” Mike had noted the uncounted instances when Bogie, in Romanoff’s and elsewhere, nee- dled people menacingly as he does before a camera. The important difference is: it works before a camera—nowhere else. Bette Davis is another night and day star who’s played a supercharged neurotic so long, that she’s one herself. She’s domi- nated everyone opposite her on the screen so long that now she has to dominate everybody in sight—in the studio and out —or she’s miserable. I don’t know which is worse, frankly— to be wrapped up in your roles like that or to be unhappily scornful of the parts you play, as was Ingrid Bergman. A lot of Ingrid’s miseries sprang from her phony, untouchable legend and from her uncon- sidered impulsiveness, too. An impulsive coming attractions! ava gardner on the october cover of modern screen on sale september 8 a telephone call to Leo McCarey that I sug-" gested, got her that wonderful nun role in The Bells of St. Mary’s but a letter tof Roberto Rossellini, which was definitely © her own idea, got her Stromboli, and everything that came after. But the well-¥ spring of her woes lay in her conviction | that Hollywood wasn’t doing right by her. AST summer in Rome, in the drab hid- den little apartment where I inter-_ viewed her, Ingrid replied when I asked how she ever wrote that fatal letter any- way, “I had to get away. I couldn’t play any more of those run-of-the-mill parts.” “Was the nun in The Bells of St. Mary's a run-of-the-mill part?” I asked her. “Was ! Joan of Are one, too?” “You don’t’ understand,” said Ingrid. Well, maybe I don’t. There are a lot of things I don’t understand about other peo- ple’s troubles and what they'll lead to. I've given advice until my tongue sagged, because I’m still sucker enough to try to help people who can’t or won’t help « themselves. Sometimes I have the satis- faction of seeing it heeded. I called Lana Turner once, for instance, and got results. ' She was back in Connecticut with Bob Topping defying MGM’s plea to come home and make a picture. I’d heard top | echelon talk and I knew she was set | to be MGM’s whipping girl if she acted up. “They're going to lower the boom on you, Lana,” I warned. “If you still want | your job, you’d better make that picture.” “But it’s a lousy part,” she argued. “I don’t care if it’s the lousiest part ever | written.” I said, “Get out here.” Most of Lana Turner’s multiple troubles have stemmed from her trusting habit of taking the last advice given her—and usually that’s been bad. Luckily, I was the last one she talked to before she boarded a plane west, and mine was good. She did Three Musketeers and saved her career. Ei ct=zween stars live by being unreal. Yet this world’s a very real place which they seem to forget. When they make movies, if they’re any good, they give everything. They’re squeezed dry. There’s nothing left for a husband, a child, a home, or even a problem, half the time. The other half of the time—boom—suddenly they’re pacing around with nothing to do. No wonder they act, too often, like puppies let out of a pen—racing around foolishly making noise and winding up with yowls. I know a star who deliberately leaves Hollywood after every movie he finishes.

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Incidentally, in “is magazine, notice the ads for some _ America’s most famous brand names. =. as qv ©®e2eo ©0088 808868 8 ®@ Prond LE in iy INCORPORATED 1119 West 57th Street, New York 19, N. Y. | A non-profit educational foundation eee eeenesnee ee | called me up. “Hedda,” | He goes to some little town where nobody knows him, locks himself in a hotel room and has a quiet one-man relaxing spree. I know another who checks into a hospi- tal. And I know one who sometimes just gets in his car and drives and drives. Once he drove clear to Texas before he thought to call home. His name was Dan Dailey, and that drive got him in trouble. But who’s to say what is one star’s meat or another’s poison? Who’s to play nurse- maid? When you're all grown up, free and past twenty-one, you're supposed to stand on your own two feet, aren’t you? There are certain standards and conven- tions we all must learn and live by, in Hollywood, California, or Iuka, Illinois. There’s good taste and there’s bad. And when you break the rules you pay. That’s what plenty of free-wheeling stars are do- ing in Hollywood today, whether they know it or not. What always makes me shake my wooly head in awe is that so few of them do know it, even when it’s written in headlines. Which reminds me of the funniest piece of advice a star ever sought from me. She was warm-hearted and impulsive, to put it mildly, and one summer she gaily toured all over Europe with her boy friend, another big star. Coming. back home to Hollywood she she asked me, “do you think I ought to marry him?” “Honey,” I told her, “if you don’t know the answer to that by now, I guess you never will!” That’s more or less the way I’m begin- ning to feel about these Hollywood naugh- ty boy beautifuls and girls gorgeous, who get caught in the jam pot of some trouble or another. If they don’t know how to be- have themselves by now, what makes any- one think they ever will? THE END allyson wonderland (Continued from page 29) see you. Me: Can you hear me all right? Frank: (desperately eyeing door) Yes, Mrs. Powell. Me: Thank you, Frank. You’ve made me very happy. By the way, would you please see that we get two copies of the morning paper from now on? Frank: (light dawning in his eyes) Of course, Mrs. Powell. Scene II: Next morning. Me at breakfast table, reading newspaper. Enter Richard. RicuarD: “Morning, doll. Me: You say youre here already? Tell you what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna let you have the paper. (I hand it to him.) RicHaArpb: Holy Cow! It'll take me twenty minutes to sort this thing! Me: (1 giggle, walk around the table, kiss the top of his head, get reaction.) RicHarp: A nice gesture, wife. Why don’t you do it more often? Me: (restraining me) I had a wonder- ful golf game yesterday. Ricuarp: (sorting paper) You did? I didn’t know you were going to play golf. Who’d you play with? Me: Helen. Ricuarp: Helen? Why didn’t you tell me you were going to see her? I wanted to talk to her about a show. Me: (airily) I thought of mentioning it but I just didn’t want to disturb you. (Enter Frank, bearing fruit juice and morning paper.) Ill take that second paper, please, Frank. Ricuarp: (still sorting his copy, looks up in surprise) What goes on here? Me: Just a small idea I had. It’ll keep us married for at least another five years. Ricuarp: (leans over and kisses me on Kept smooth and hair-free longer. . . by Nair . the safe, odorless depilatory lotion... leg hair quickly, easily... leaves legs smoother .. . more exciting... that removes For petal-smooth legs use Nair, new, safe “cosmetic lotion that dissolves hair skiz-close. No ugly razor stubble—keeps legs hair-free longer! Easy to use—rinses off quickly. No clinging depilatory odor, no irritation to nor- mal skin. Slower and softer regrowth. For‘‘secondlook”’ legs—get Nair today! Cosmetic lotion to remove hair safely FOR LEGS THAT DELIGHT USE NAIR TONIGHT . 4 Sell NEW METALLIC CHRISTMAS CARDS N Easiest money you ever made. 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(This is where Olie spins tales of her childhood for Pam- ela and me, a childhood that must have been wonderful. She had seven brothers and sisters and they lived in a big house in Vancouver and there was a cherry tree outside her bedroom window. This is the kind of childhood I want Pamela to have. Olie is a genius at disciplining Pamela— as this scene will show.) Pam and I are alone in the nursery and Pam has just taken a picture from a table. Me: Put it back, darling. Pam: (smiles coyly and grasps the pic- ture tighter) Love you, mama. Me: I love you, too, but you must put the picture back on the table. Pam: (remains motionless) Love you six. Me: (disregarding charm) Pamela, the picture is not yours, and you must put it back. (Enter Olie.) Ouie: Put that picture back, small fry. Pam: Yes, yes. Hurry, hurry. (Runs to table and replaces picture.) Act III: Doctor’s office. (This requires a little explanation Olie can never understand why I complain about going on trips. She even gets delirious about a trip to our mailbox, and so it is that I usu- ally invite her to come with me on my shopping trips and visits to doctors. The latter have had disastrous results for Olie. In this scene we are in the office of a doc- tor who is to remove a small mole from my neck.) Me: (suddenly struck with a thought) Olie, don’t you have a mole on your arm? Outre: Well, yes, but it doesn’t matter. Me: Let the doctor look at it. (Olie surrenders and the doctor exam- ines it carefully.) Doctor: (straightening up) Miss Olson, I'd advise that you have this removed at once. There’s a possibility of it becoming malignant. Scene II: Another doctor’s office. This time Olie accompanies me to an eye, nose and throat specialist, who is going to check my sinus condition, which is very slight. Mer: Hey, Olie! Ore: No you don’t. (Makes movement toward door.) Me: Oh, just let him look. You don’t have any sinus condition, but maybe he should check you. OLIE: (resignedly sitting in chair) This is silly. Doctor: (after examination) Miss Olson, you have two polyps in your nostrils. They’re large and should be removed. OLIE: (wide-eyed) Honest? Doctor: I don’t know how you’ve been breathing with these obstructions. Me: (gleefully) See? I told you so. Scene III: The Nursery. Olie is recover- ing from surgery. Me: I’m going out. Want to come along? OurE: Where to? Me: I’m going to see my obstetrician. Outre: NO! NTERMISSION: Even before I knew I was going to have a baby my family worried because I wouldn’t eat. Now they are practically frantic. So I'm just going to omit all the scenes where Richard keeps phoning from his office to ask if I’ve had my lunch. Olie insists I drink some con- coction that tastes like pulverized motor- man’s gloves, and Marian gets into argu- ments with the vegetable man because he doesn’t have the food she thinks I should eat. Frank is responsible for my iron, cal- cium, and etcetera pills intake. The pill battles go on all day. I don’t mind them, it’s just that Frank can never find me. Pat Grenier, my secretary, also cannot locate me. Every time she mentions letter- writing I think of tennis. Anyway,) she calls about business, I always tc I’m busy. Then she calls Olie. Oli® her to come over. Of course, Pat com we get down to work and then I’m gr Act IV: The Patio. I am readin Eggart of the green thumb approa: Mr. Eccart: I wanted to ask you | the gypsophila. Me: Hmmm? Mr. Eccart: Would you like them | corner, or would you prefer them the north wall? ‘ Me: (stalling for time) Well now else is along the north wall? ‘ Mr. Eccart: I put in some gloxin anemone, and some salpiglossis. Me: You don’t say. How are the coming along? (I know what a ros« rose is a rose.) Mr. Eccart: Just fine, Mrs. Poy mulched them yesterday. What ab gypsophila? Me: (cornered) I guess the nort! would be nice. Mr. Eccart: All right. Did you cistus cuttings I planted? They’re the cherimoya tree. And we're go have ceanothus over the front wall. © Me: Do we have any daisies? Mr. Eccart: (with pained expre Did you want daisies, Mrs. Powell? Me: (weakly) Well, I always tl they were nice. Springy, you know. Mr. Eccart: Maybe I could pu down below the rose garden. In b that line of shrubbery. Me: I understand, Mr. Eggart. right ahead. The garden looks love pe V: Several months ago, Pamelz more than a year old, is brougl my bedroom and left with me to | am building blocks for her when su I feel her little hand on my chee look down to see her gazing at m an expression of both perplexity an covery. Then as she continues patti cheek she says, very distinctly, “I I gather her up and start to cry. Olie in and gathers me up and laughs witl in her eyes. Act VI—or another part of Pamef are in a bookstore. , Pam: (with three books under hei Please, mama. Me: They’re very pretty books, but you have many at home haven’t yet read. Pam: Please, mama, books. Me: Yes, darling. 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We print your customers’ names at no extra ard and me, if it didn’t get too busy and Imparts natural softness. . . . ‘a ONG ai invesement. ‘cont 5 0 3 Glover’s Imperial Hair Dress — non-alcoholic and alt Nene sk ail vectra ppren me Selling Plan sn we didn’t turn into a tea shop, but Olie ANTISEPTIC. Kills Dandruff Germs* on contact. i Yoles on approval by return mail. who is major-domo, would have none of Conations ie and scalp. Ht, j : Free Booklet by eminent research authority on scalp ai ERT SENS one eo: J Oe ziiavert Pahic chiortou che told health and hair beauty. All sent in plain wrapper. it }| Plane St. ept. Ewarks Nv. OU TENS 9-00! US Sone SS Wo *Pityrosporum Ovale — recognized by many sciene h H Marian, “or everybody and his uncle who’s tists as a cause of infectious dandruff. ai also Calluses. 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Write for Mrs. Powell aren't. ; juable free book today. STRANGERS: When will they be back? SOMMERCIAL TRADES INSTITUTE | Marzan: (with an effort) Oh, Td say in y/ ‘MP IEC ) u . about two weeks. ey ve gone to Hawaii. : 5 aL Ln Ss aime ; 4 Greenleaf Ave. Dept.H11-9, Chicago 26 Me: (dressed in blue jeans and barging -“¢ ce TEMPORARY RELIEF 1S NOT ENOUGH around a corner of the house) Hey, Marian, we eo waa ny Enaeaie ee OEORCe a ro where’s the hose? ae SF DO NOT USE OU METHOD UNTIL YOU Martian (blanches) Won’t you all come ae ey SAVE LEAD OUR INSTRUCTION 20k Maan LARGE SIZE of your favorite in for a cup of tea? MOVIE STAR Scene II: More sightseers. I am in the : PT CDINSTOR ES aen Direct from Hollywood P F SEND GE Sains FOR BOOKLET. GET ACQUAINTED OFFER garden, inspecting the oleanders, and am ’ With’ photo, we iclude FREE CATA: | dressed in my perennial blue jeans. 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No money for mink coats, no money for swimming pools—for a while. “You're crazy!” say the people in the hand-painted ties. They don’t know the Parks, they don’t know the way they like to live. They like to pitch in and have plain fun with their friends. Recently when Lloyd Bridges (he’s in The White Tower now) and his wife Dorothy built a beach house, the Parks were up to their knees in sand and cement, helping. The Bridges had bought four walls from a housebreaker and the rést was in any- body’s hands. Larry and Lloyd put more nails through their fingers than in the house, but it was built. Then, when it was all finished, Lloyd in- vited the gang over to dinner—the Lewis Milestones, the Jeff Coreys, the Phil Browns. ... There was a grunion run that week (grunions are tiny fish peculiar to the Pacific Coast who come onto the beach in waves, burrow in the sand to spawn and then are washed out to sea again). 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appearance tour in London’s Palladium, and in Glasgow, Betty didn’t call up Hattie Carnegie and order from a list. She went to her closet and hauled out the clothes— her favorite quilted skirts were shortened, and new blouses and petticoats were made. “T guess you think you saved a million,” said Larry, looking at the dressmaker’s bill. “Well, maybe I didn’t save much, but think how clever I was. Anyway, look at how much I saved on these knitted dresses. Four knitted dresses for forty dollars!” “How much did you save?” asked Larry. Betty waved her arms. “Untold amounts. If I'd bought them somewhere else, it might have cost a hundred dollars.” “That means you saved sixty.” “Exactly.” “Give me the sixty,” said Larry, laugh- ing. She playfully gave him the back of her hand. Betty saves on turkeys, though. Her market gives merchandising stamps as premiums, and she keeps them. Every Thanksgiving and Christmas she walks into the market, hands over her stamps, and gets a twenty-pound turkey. “Tittle genius,” says Larry. “Big turkey,” says Betty—and he eats her words. Their plans for going to Europe were fun. It was like a holiday—the first they’ve had with each other in a long time. Friends were always calling to wish them well, friends were always coming over for lunch, for talk, or to play with the baby. Garry’s bassinet, quilted in yellow, would be wheeled out into the wide arch- way between the living and dining room, and Garry would lie there cooing. “Honey,” Betty said one day. “I don’t want to go.” “But you have to go,” said Larry. “You promised. Besides, you're going.” “T don’t want to leave the baby. What will Paris be like without the baby?” “My mother’s going to take care of the baby,” said Larry, “and there'll be Mrs. Currie, and look at that baby, he’s fast asleep. What would he do in Paris?” So they’re leaving the baby home, but the Parks will spend only one week in Paris. Garry weighs 15 pounds now, and they want to be back by the time he weighs 20. They want to be back to make more plans together—for a play to take to Broadway, for a television show, for any- thing that sounds too good to let go by. A couple of weeks ago, the two of them cut a platter over at MGM. They’d made some novelty hits together—like “Go To Sleep, Go To Sleep,” and “Can I Come In For a Second?” But this time the record was different. It was slow and sentimental. It was “Side By Side.” They don’t have a theme song, they don’t need one. But if they ever do, “Side By Side” would come pretty close to home. THE END See eee can june haver love again? (Continued from page 35) hearts can be broken—women like June. When she was 15 the man with the smile was Jimmy Zito. He was 17, he led a band, and no matter what the music was it came out I love you. He had dark wavy hair and a small moustache and every time she looked at him she got a little dizzy. Careers interrupted their romance. Time passed between them, but the memory of 4 first love is a sweet and funny thing. It grows with age and takes on a meaning that it never really had. When Jimmy and June met again, the memory seemed too beautiful to destroy, so they got mar- ried—and it destroyed itself. The marriage was a nightmare, but when June awoke from it the world seemed clearer. It was as if she had stepped out of a thick fog into the sun- shine, and waiting there to lead her by the hand was Dr. John Duzik. He’d been waiting a long time. He'd watched June in her confusion; he’d let her marry someone else, and now he let her come back to him. He was older than June, but he was young, unknowing, softer than he might have been toward her. Now that she needed him, he was grateful. Gradually he healed the hurt in June— with music and literature and quiet talk they kept to themselves. Instead of going out to meet the world together, they let the world come close, but no closer. And in a way they built a wall around them- selves, a wall that collapsed when John Duzik died. RIENDS worried then about June. How many tragedies could a young girl take, especially a girl whose thoughts always turned inward? She had no shoulders to weep on but her own, and her own were small. For months she kept to herself, and it was an incongruous and pathetic sight to see this petite, lovely blonde with- drawing from the young, pleasure-filled existence that should have been hers. Sy Bartlett arrived at the moment he was needed. In all of her 24 years June had not yet found a man who had the strength for which she’d always yearned. Even at a superficial glance he is a man of the world—writer, producer, Air Force colonel, polo player, friend of President and cab driver—there is little outside the realm of his experience. He and June were attracted to each other even before they were introduced. Later, with typical directness he set about bringing June out of herself. Intensely alive and sure of himself, she could not resist sharing his enthusiasm for life. Her vitality came back, her smiles be- came frequent, the lilt returned to her voice. More and more she fell under the spell of his charm. Where Jimmy Zito was jealous, Sy was generous. He liked to show her off to other people. He gave a dinner party shortly after they started dating. He had invited from his vast collection of friends only a chosen few he wanted June’ to meet. Most of the guests had gathered on the terrace overlooking Los Angeles when June arrived. The pride in his voice when he introduced her was apparent, but even he was amazed at the rapidity with which June won the admiration of the group. He knew they would like her, but he was unprepared for the poise she dis- played, not knowing that he was in part responsible for her self-assurance. During this early period they were seen together in the gay, crowded places. They’d dance all night at Mocambo, and they’d exchange long glances at a corner table. Everybody began to talk about their bud- ding. romance but they were too wrapped up in each other to notice. Two of June’s close friends were lunch- ing together at Romanoff’s one afternoon when she walked in with Sy. “Hey,” one said. “Is that June?” “Tt sure is,” the other replied. “But she isn’t the same girl we played Canasta with a few weeks ago.” It certainly wasn’t. June hadn’t been spending many afternoons with the girls since Sy came along. There she stood, BLUE JAY SAY: “ti CORNE = quick!" BLUE. REE GIFT COUPONS! 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