Modern Screen (Dec 1949 - Nov 1950)

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We are now two authorities on how overnight hunting trips can last a week. And we clung to our bows and quivers. One night Guy spotted a boar, took aim and shot. But all we found was the arrow. It had gone straight through the animal. We searched the woods, but the boar had disappeared. A goat had the most cause for concern. Guy shot two. I got two. One dead. The other, very much alive, walked straight into my arms. It couldn't have been more than a few hours old when it wandered out of a thicket. "My wife brings 'em back alive," Guy told the Kings when we brought in our captive. I was ready to take it home to our backyard. However, no game is permitted to be taken off the island. The evening before we left, we saw some familiar faces from Hollywood. C. B. Hilton (Nicky's brother) was hosting the Marshall Thompsons and Jane and Geary Steffen aboard his yacht, anchored in the harbor. They'd had a day of surfing and volley-ball. "Come hunt," we invited. "Not^ on your life," they laughed. "There's a square dance tonight." And they left for the Ranch's favorite weekly event. Determined to have a last try for a boar, we were out practically all night. Luck wasn't with us. Dragging our feet to the door, Guy and I said goodnight to our hunting party. The following morning we noted that they seemed terribly cheerful — or perhaps our faces were long by comparison. "What a shame we didn't get anything," I consoled us. "We did," came the reply. "You went back out?" "Not exactly." The answer was sheepish. "We went on up to the barn when we left you. There were two pigs. Practically on the front porch." Things like this can drive hunters to fishing at the Sportsman's Lodge. But on the other hand, places like the Guest Ranch can keep guests on Catalina for months at a time. Guy had an appointment scheduled with his agent. And that's what brought us back to Hollywood. So we missed the barbecue that night, although our goats were guests of honor. Now our friends say we sound like broken records because we go around declaring there's nothing like hunting on Catalina. And if our ducks will pardon the expression, it certainly beats fixing fences! The End open house, open hearts! (Continued from page 44) thing; they would own the house outright, without a mortgage. "Both of us came from mortgaged homes," Betsy says. "And we weren't going to go through life the way our parents had, trying to meet the payments on the house. I didn't want to start our postmarried life saddled by debt. I limited myself to the only three houses in Beverly Hills that we could afford to buy with our savings." Betsy's selection narrowed down to two when she decided that a hillside wouldn't be a safe place to raise Kerry. Her ultimate purchase was based on the fact that she was buying from a doctor — Betsy feels doctors can be trusted — plus the fact that she was double-checking everything with Gene on the long-distance phone. "Is the place termite-proof?" Gene would yell across the continent. "I had the fha assessor check everything." "How about the taxes?" "Not bad," Betsy would answer. "What about storage space? Are there lots of closets and book shelves?" (Gene was dreaming of the day when he could spread out his belongings in something larger than a foot locker.) "Lots of closets," Betsy shouted back, "also a basement, three old-fashioned bathrooms and four bedrooms." "Sounds fine to me," Lieut. Kelly said. "Tell the man to wrap it up. We'll take it." "Detsy did. "Without Gene there, though," ■L* she says, "I had plenty of doubts." One of her main misgivings was the drab appearance of the three downstairs rooms. They were painted a depressing green. Then, there were some French doors that made the living room look dated. Before she flew east to meet Gene painters to scrape the dull green off the woodwork and restore its natural color. She told them to paint the ceilings and walls a light beige with some good Dutch Boy paint, and then she ordered a clear red cotton boucle carpet for the living room floor. "The problem of the French doors," she says, "I left for Gene." Many movie stars hire a very chi-chi decorator to furnish their homes. As a result, the finished interior reflects only the personality of the decorator. This isn't true of the Kellys. All the color schemes, every piece of furniture, every single accessory they own was selected by both of them. The result today is a comfortable, informal house with emphasis on books, art objects, records, and flexible seating arrangements. "We moved into the house with nothing but books," Betsy recalls, "books, a trunk full of Gene's dancing shoes, and a mattress. We spent six months deciding how to furnish downstairs. We spent another six months trying out ideas." The idea they experimented with in the living room was to keep the walls, ceiling and upholstery a neutral shade and to let accessories provide the splash of lively color. It turned out to be an excellent idea. '"Fhe painting above the fireplace, for in-1 stance, is a carnival scene jammed with action and vivid colors. It's one of six paintings that Gene gave Betsy the first Christmas they moved into the house. Another item is the terra cotta Indian water jug they picked up on a motor trip one summer. Spotted at random throughout the house are framed playbills, family photographs, and the art work little Kelly executes in school. These accessories make the room interesting and warm. The furniture in the house follows the same motif. With the exception of one chintz-covered chair, all the living-room pieces are covered in the same beige cot