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★ ★ ★ * jMLovie • Radio * ★ if irk* By VIRGINIA VALE ★★★ DUST jMLovie • Radio Myrna Loy I F YOU thought Deanna Dur bin a remarkably talented youngster last year when you saw her in “Three Smart Girls,” you will think she is nothing short of a baby genius when you see “One Hundred Men and a Girl.” Her voice, always good, has devel oped so amazing ly that she ranks with the best of DeannaDurbin screen prima donnas. Even more startling is the develop ment of this quiet fourteen-year- old as an actress. She plays come dy, farce or tragedy with the deft assurance of a veteran. Supported by Stokowski, that most brilliant of conductors, no nervous qualms weaken her voice, and in scenes with Alice Brady, Adolph Menjou, and Mischa Auer, those persistent scene stealers, she more than holds her own. RKO has already finished the screen version of “Stage Door’' with Katherine Hepburn and Ginger Rogers in the leads. The dialogue, everyone says, simply sparkles, and although Hepburn and Rogers are at their very best in it, Andrea Leeds and Lucille Ball, who play small roles, draw a big share of the enthusiastic comment. Bill Powell paused in New York briefly on his way to the Scandina vian countries for a •much - needed vaca tion. He has been near collapse ever since the death of Jean Harlow, to whom he was en gaged to be mar ried. When he comes back, he and Myrna iLoy will make an other sequel to the “Thin Man.” Far ifrom being tired of •the roles that brought them their biggest success, !he says that they enjoy them more than audiences do. Very.few actors enjoy success in Hollywood for more than five years, but producers never find a newcom er who can handle Alan Hale roles. {He has Just signed to play Little John in the new version of “Robin Hood” with Errol Flynn. It is the same role he played 15 years ago .when Douglas Fairbanks made the 'picture. It looks as if all Hollywood will be trying to congregate on the Bing Crosby set soon, for Bee Lillie, the 'elegant Lady Peel no less, is going to play opposite him. If you missed Bee on a recent Vallee hour, you should shed one tear at least. She gave the sketch that she has done innumerable times — “Two dozen double damask dinner napkins, please,” and if was even funnier than before. Maybe Eddie Cantor is awfully smart to switch his radio program from Sunday nights to Wednesday, be cause the Sunday night competition is going to be even more fierce than usual this winter. There will be Jack Benny, of course, Phil Baker, and Joe Penner, but in addi tion there will be two big screen fa vorites with new programs—Rosalind Russell and Tyrone Power. Robert Taylor had better hurry back from England if he doesn’t want Tyrone to displace him as Matinee Idol Number One of the younger set. Humphrey Bogart is getting to be so popular on the screen that pro ducers are toying with the idea of making a hero of him, but every time they bring up the subject, Humphrey takes to his heels and runs away. He played a smirking hero once, back in 1930, and neither audiences nor directors wanted to see him again. It wasn’t until he played the murderous Duke Mantee in “Petrified Forest” that they for gave him. Since then he has spe cialized in the deepest-dyed villainy in “Black Legion” and “Bullets or Ballots.” In “Dead End” he is so magnificently villainous that hero and heroine, Joel McCrea and Sylvia Sidney, have a hard time distract ing attention from him. ODDS AND ENDS—Constance Bennett it going to make another goofy comedy like "Topper” as toon as the and Count- ats di Frasso launch their cosmetic com pany . . . Erin O’Brien Moore, who plays "Nana” in "The Life of Emile Zola,” is being boomed by thousands of admirers for die much-disputed role of Scarlett in "Gene With the Wind” m Western Newspaper Vnlon. Eddie Cantor ADVENTURERS’ CLUB HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELF! “Death Was Confused" By FLOYD GIBBONS Famous Headline Hunter H ello, everybody: As a rule, it doesn’t pay to look too much like someone else. You know how embarrassing it is to have some dizzy dame rush up to you gushing,” Why, Tom Waters, where on earth have you been? I haven’t seen you for ages; how’s your dear moth er?” etc. Your name has always been Henry Jones and you don’t know the gal from Adam’s off ox, but you stand there like an oaf wondering how you can correct the mistake without hurting her feelings. Some have been pointed out as robbers and murderers, served terms in prisons and even paid with their lives for looking like someone else. It never happens that someone walks up to you and says, “Well, if it ain’t old Joe Doakes himself. Here’s that five hundred bucks you loaned me twelve years ago.” But, luckier, very much luckier, things than that have come to a very few men because they were thought to be other persons. One of them is William H. D. Bence, of Laurelton, L. I., who sent me today’s adventure. In 1917 Bill was where most Canadians were—in the Canadian army, and on December 6 of that year he was at Wellington barracks, Hali fax, Nova Scotia. At 9 o’clock in the morning on that awful day in Hali fax Bill was standing inspection in the barracks yard. The commanding officer was just in front of Bill, looking over his equipment with an eagle eye, when all at once the air seemed to quiver, there was a dread ful, deep sigh, followed by a TERRIFIC EXPLOSION. The officer was hurled violently against Bill and they both went Mown together. The officer, swearing a blue streak, got to his feet. Bill sat up and saw that every man in the battalion on parade had been blown flat like a pack of cards, instruments of the band were scat tered and the bass drum war bowling across the yard like a thing possessed. The air became thick and yellow as a London fog and carrying through it was the rumble of falling masonry. Through the murk the soldiers could see the solidly-built barracks building melting away as they settled inwards. Panic in the Wrecked Barracks. With the cry, “The magazine is going up—run for your lives!” there was a mad rush for the main gate. But above the shouts of the men and the roar of falling masonry came the screams of women and children trapped in the crumbled, married men’s barracks. And standing at the Bill’s Legs Were Pinned Between Two Beams. gate with outstretched arms and blood dripping from a cut over one eye stood Private McClr \ a rather irresponsible soldier, who, often as not, was in the guard 1 “We can’t run av«_y, boys!” he shouted. “There’s women and children In there. Let’s be Scotsmen.” Plowing through that mass of men, he led them back on the double. They found that one end of the married quarters had fallen in and rest of it was slowly collapsing. Women and children who had escaped were tearing frantically at the debris to reach those who had been trapped. The soldiers went to work more systematically and soon had a truck filled with children. Bill Bence grabbed a baby from under a pile of rubbish and forced it into the trembling arms of a girl. Then he realized the form was limp and saw the back of the skull was crushed. Bill says be must have goue a little “off” at that discovery. But he began working his way into the wreckage to reach those whose screams of pain and fear made a nightmare of the morn ing. From beneath a heap of bricks he saw a pair of men’s boots and a hand that moved feebly. As he stepped into the room the whole world seemed to fall on him and everything went black. Slate Roof Was Coming Down on Him. When he came to, Bill was on his back, his legs pinned between two beams on which was heaped a ton of bricks. Struggle how he would, Bill could not free his legs. Then, as he lay and looked up, he got the shock of his life. There, directly over his head, hung half the slate roof that was held only by a thin lath that had become wedged at a key point, but was SLOW LY BUCKLING. The mass was already stirring and dust trickled onto his upturned face. Bill raised up and began tearing like a madman at the top beam that held him prisoner, shouting himself hoarse for help. Soon exhausted, the dust-covered man lay back, waiting for the end. Perhaps he fainted. Anyway, Bill says, it was as in a dream he heard a woman’s voice: “Praise be to the saints, he’s here! See the stripes and crown on his sleeve. Here, Katie, get hold of this beam and pull—’tis the only thing holding him down.” A tall, strong woman and a husky girl in her teens heaved and pulled until they had that top beam to one side. Then their strong fin gers clutched the collar of Bill’s coat and pulped him outside. And only in the nick of time, for, with a great roar and a blinding cloud of dust, the roof came down. They Thought He Was Their Dinny Bill was unable to stand. The two women supported him, all three coughing from the choking dust, and mother and daughter took turns in kissing him frantically. And then, heaven preserve us, mother and daughter realized the man they had saved from certain death was not their Dinny. “Who were you looking for?” Bill gasped. The woman screamed at the sound of his voice, the more practical daughter wiped the thick coating of dust from his face. “Company Ser geant-Major O’Hara,” she answered. “He was off duty this morn ing—wasn’t he in there?” Bill only shook his head. He did not have the courage to tell them of those two boots and the feebly moving hand. For, whatever life that was then in the buried Company Sergeant-Major O’Hara had been crushed out by the falling roof. Bill had been pinned down in O’Hara’s room. And the crown and stripes were worn by both a company sergeant- major (O’Hara) and a company quartermaster-sergeant (Bill). Bill was not long in learning what had knocked over the battaiiou parade like so many toy soldiers. A ship loaded with high explosives had been in a collision in the harbor and had been blown to bits, causing a tidal wave and started fires that destroyed one-third of the city of 80,000 persons. There were 1,226 dead and 400 more were missing. There were, of course, thousands and thousands injured, and Bill was imme diately assigned to Dartmouth hospital for duty. Things he saw there are better left untold. ©—WNU Service. Origination of the Airedale Legend says the airedale origi- hated in the valleys (dales) of the Ayr river, Scotland. Hence the name. Actually, English poachers, seeking to evade forest wardens, created the breed. They crossed the otterhound with various terriers to obtain a courageous hunting dog that seldom barked. Ancient Egypt’s Writing Three forms of writing were used in ancient Egypt—the hieroglyphic, or priestly, writing, consisting of pictures to represent ideas; the so- called hieratic, an abbreviated form of the hieroglyphic, used by the priests for writing manuscripts, and the demotic, or popular script which came into use very lata. GOOD TASTE af TODAY 1 Ly Pemily post World’s Foremost Authority on Etiquette © Emily Post Buy Gift Only If You Want to and Are Able P\ EAR Mrs. Post: Does an invi- tation to the wedding reception or to the wedding at the house al ways necessitate sending a present to the bride? I know it is a rule but I wondered just how hard and fast it was. The question of buying pres ents constantly is becoming a seri ous handicap to our already rather strained income. In some cases we hardly know the bride and groom and in others we don’t know the young people at all. Answer: The giving of presents is much more a matter of personal feeling, and of your ability to buy them, than of rule Although it is always rather expected that you send a present when you accept an invitation to the house, this is really not an obligation to the extent of j preventing one who can not afford to send a present, from going to the wedding On the other hand, if the bride (or groom) is a personal friend or their families are very intimate friends you would certainly try to send a present even though her wedding was so small that you could not be invited. • • • He Should Escort Girl Home If Hour Is Late EAR Mrs. Post: How should a f girl answer a man when he asks whether he might send her home alone in a cab instead of go ing home with her? This hanpened to me when I spent the evening re cently with a friend and his family at their house. Answer: I think the only answer you could make is, “Don’t think of coming.” Of course, if the hour were late, then someone should have gone with you. • • • When Not to Tip n EAR Mrs. Post: I have gone for years to a very expensive hair dressing establishment and have al ways left a tip for those who take care of me. In discussing the ques tion with a friend, she believes that their prices are exorbitant enough so that no tip is necessary. To sub stantiate her side of the argument she gave me for examnle some of the better restaurants in which no tips are expected. Answer: Unless the restaurant or the hairdressers have signs plainly exolaining that no tipping is per mitted. you would be expected to tip at the usual rates And unless your total bill is very high your percentage would, if anything, be slightly higher than in similar places having cheaper rates * • • Use of Monograms. , P\ EAR Mrs. Post: What is the proner arrangement of initials in a monogram? I am thinking now of the monogram that has a taller initial in the center. Also, is a monogram ever carried out on the envelopes, and if not, may a return address be put on the flans of en velopes to be used with paper marked with a monogram? Answer: When the initial in the center is larger it is always the ini tial of the surname It is proper, if you like it, to have the address stamped on the flap of the envelope for paper marked with a mono gram, although strictly speaking formal notes are sent without any return address. Paper marked with a monogram is more formal than paper stamped with an address but of course you can use it for any persona] letters. • • • Women in Night Clubs r\ EAR Mrs. Post: 1 was much interested in your article in which you said that women should not go to a night club unaccompa nied by a man. Won’t you please tell me whether this also applies to the early dinner hour? I sometimes go to New York accompanied by my mother, or other older woman relative, and instead of having din ner in a quiet restaurant we like to go to one that has Broadway at mosphere with music and show. Answer: A young woman dining no matter where and staying for awhile with her mother or other older woman relative is quite a dif ferent situation from that of two young women going late to a night club without a man! * • • Use Logical Form F\ EAR Mrs. Post: Is there a * ' proper answer to make when someone expresses thanks for a birthday card or other slight re membrance? If I say, “I’m glad you liked it,” then 1 feel that I am assuming they liked the card when all the person may have said was “Thank you.” I always find he situation awkward and wonder whether there is some suitable re ply to be used at such times. Answer: If they admire the card or think it amusing, then you say, T’m glad you like it,” and if they nerely thank you for having sent t then you say, “You’re very wel ome. WNU Service. DE THE first to wear the new Fall fashions in your group —let Sew-Your-Own help you to step right out in front, in the pa rade of new Fall Fashions. To day’s trio gives you wide choice. Your first occasion frock if you are young and slim is a good looking basque model; for run around a pretty yoke model that is as easy to make as it is to wear; and if you are full bosomed a jabot model that takes away inches. The Popular Basque Dress. If you are twenty or thereabouts, you’ll adore this pretty basque dress with its flaring skirt. The slim wasp waist and short puffed sleeves above a swing skirt are as young as the morning. Have it in a pretty dark print banded in vel vet ribbon for every afternoon festivity. It’s a dress that you’ll wear all through the winter. Yoke-Style House Frock. Every woman will be quick to see the advantages of this frock, in style and wearability. The round yoke buttons at front and gives a fresh, young look to this design. Best of all, it is cut in one piece from neck to hem so that you can make it in practically no time at all. The waistline is darted for snug fit. You’ll look and feel years younger in this model—wear it IbucLe Phil Cr JHcluA: They Can't Follow Rules Most people who are in jail are there because of defective judg ment—on their part. The resolution hardest to keep: To hold your tongue. A cackling laugh is not so cack ling if it is at your comic remarks. When a young man who has a girl rents a safety deposit box, he’s got a hope chest. Or at Least a Philosopher It would require an angel to live under a system in which all things are held in common. No man picks his company to any great extent. Circumstances force it upon him. We sometimes wonder if a pugi listic champion could stand three days of haying. ’round the house and for after* noon, too. The newest fashions give you a slim, sleek look even if you are not blessed with a svelte figures The jabot model in the illustra tion is designed to make even the woman who is a bit on the plump side look sleek and inches slim mer. Make this dress in one of the new thin wools and see how you’ll stand out in your crowd as a fashion leader. The Patterns. Pattern 1257 is designed for sizes 12 to 40. Size 14 requires 4% yards of 39 inch material and 11 yards of ribbon to trim. Pattern 1380 is designed for sizes 34 to 48. Size 36 requires 4% yards of 39 inch materia]. Pattern 1373 is designed for sizes 34 to 50. Size 36 requires 3% yards of 54 inch material and % yards of 39 inch material for jabot in contrast. Send your order to The Sewing Circle Pattern Dept., Room 1020, 211 W. Wacker Drive, Chicago, 111. 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