Modern Screen (Dec 1931 - Nov 1932 (assorted issues))

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Spectators (reading clockwise from lower left): Leila Hyams and her husband watching the excitement. Hedda Hopper, Fay Wray and Jack Morgan. Next, Clark Gable. Bebe Daniels Lyon — and Ben. Ruth Weston, Russell and Lucille Cleason. Participants: (Top) The India-U. S. La Crosse game. The score was India 24, U. S. I. Well! (Middle row left to right) The six meter yacht race. Swedish "Bissbi" in foreground. U. S. "Gallant" trailing. Imre Petnehazy of Hungary in a spectacular spill at the twentythird jump of the steeplechase. (Bottom) The finish of the eight oar sculling championship race. The U. S. finished first by sixteen inches. (Hurrah for our side!) Italy was second and Great Britain third. MODERN SCREEN'S OLYMPIC ALBUM head denoting an American victory, and there was a sense of pride in the winner and the nation he represented each time a foreign flag was unfurled on the victory mast. WORLD'S and Olympic Games' records were broken by the score, yet that fact paled into insignificance as you watched a virtually unknown Japanese boy, with what might have been his dying breath, drag himself across the finish line of the marathon race, in eighth or tenth place — place did not matter — and then be rushed off to a hospital for emergency treatment. No dramatist could have painted a scene more vivid than when the bronzed lad from the Argentine, Zabala. his last ounce of energy spent, literally hurled himself across the line, winner of the same marathon. Your throat felt parched, a band tugging tightly at it, when two of his 52