The Modern Screen Magazine (Jun-Sep 1931)

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Mrs. Harold Lloyd, her daughter Gloria, and her adopted daughter, Peggy, preparing for the care of Harold, Jr. Those are the beautiful baby clothes described fully in the story. (Below) Harold, Sr., when three years old. Photograph by Russell Bali Frnm the Albert Davis collect Harold Lloyd was delirious with joy when he realized his dream of having a son. By GLADYS HALL AT precisely 8.35 p. m. on the night of January 25, 1931, Harold Lloyd, Junior, was born. ^ He weighed two pounds and fourteen ounces. The doctors said, "He has a fifty-fifty chance." And that little hyphen between the fifty-fifty symbolized the dearest dream of Harold Lloyd's heart. When Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd were married, some seven or eight years ago, this dearest dream was HAROLD LLOYD, JR. An amazing story of perhaps the greatest happening in the Lloyd family also the first dream. They said "We want a son." When Baby Gloria was born the tiny string of blue identification beads was made ready beforehand. The beads spelled the name "Harold Lloyd, Junior." He didn't come. In the past few years — how very few ! — everything the world has to offer has come to Mildred and Harold Lloyd. The most dramatic, the most incredible of all the Aladdin's Lamp tales of Hollywood took place in that palace on the high hill. The coffers of the earth have yielded up their treasures. Two little girls, one their own by right of birth and love, the other their own by right of adoption and love, play and laugh and are happy over acres more beautiful than Arcady. Fame and wealth and youth and two young people who are wise enough to know that "of such is the kingdom of Heaven" only when children's laughter makes it so. One thing alone remained ungiven to them. The innermost desire of Harold Lloyd's (Continued on page 127) 29