Modern Screen (Dec 1949 - Nov 1950)

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What secret tensions brought the world's most cherished romance to a tragic end why shirleys marriage failed ! BY JACK WADE Ever since Shirley Temple's announcement that she was seeking a divorce from Jack Agar, the shocked public has specidated on just what the real reasons were behind it. In the following story, Modern Screen presents for the first time a complete and authoritative account of what wrecked a marriage that universally had been hailed as perfect — The Edi-tors. ■ A few weeks before Shirley Temple publicly decided that life with Jack Agar was both unlivable and unlovable, these two were playing golf at the Riviera Country Club. Jack, tall and graceful, was hitting the ball far and straight. Trailing behind came Shirley, a little wisp of a girl barely five feet tall, churning up the turf with a golf club almost as large as she, trying mightily and fruitlessly to send the ball flying onto the green. As the Agars finished the ninth hole, Jack, walking beside Shirley, slipped his arm around her waist. "Maybe, Shirl," he said, "you'd better quit. This can be rough, you know, if you're not used to it." Shirley looked up at him and shook her head. "Let's go around again," she said. So they shot nine more holes. When they had finished and were ambling towards the clubhouse. Shirley happened to make a gesture which fleetingly turned her hands palms upward. Only then did Jack see the cruel mass of broken blisters which dotted them. Tenderly, he took the two little hands and placed them in his. "Shirl!" be muttered. "You've sure got guts." Shirley Temple ( Continued on page 56) When three-months-old Linda Susan posed for this, her first picture, no one dreamed that 18 months later h«r nornnts wnnlH senaratn