Modern Screen (Jul-Dec 1945)

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That Guy Mcdison! Cigarettes choke him, likker bores him . . . and he never heard of Garbo! Guy's favorite actress is Ingrid Bergman "because she's so fresh and sincere looking." His second choice is Lona Turner, "because . . . you know why!" ■ The sailors at San Diego's North Island, beach stared up at the life guard tower and gave each other puzzled looks. Floating down from the 20-foot roost where Seaman Bob Mosely was on duty came strange garbled sounds that didn't make sense. They sounded something like "How now, brown cow" and "the lazy red fox leaped over the farmer's fence." But the way the vowels rolled out was nothing human and the accent might have been Esperanto or ancient Sanskrit or something. It was out of this world. Every now and then the tower itself would shake and rattle with stompings and goings on. The mob of sun tanned mates finally decided on action. They skinned up the ladder and peeped up at Bob's perch. There was this Greek god guy, Mosely, naked to his swim shorts, rippling his muscles around, frowning one minute and seowling the next. Making with a gesture here and a gesture there. Talking to himself, or to the wild waves or something. Before {Continued on page 114) i TORSO 47