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hat Becomes of
The Merry— Arid Otherwise — Dispose of Them Variously
Beginning at the top and from left to right are Marie Prevost, Pauline Garon,' Virginia Brown
• aire,
Claire Hedda
Windsor Hopper
THEY send their old clothes home to relatives, or else turn them over to some good second-hand house. They trade their old cars in on new ones — if the finance company doesn't get 'em first. Their old contracts are torn up for new ones — if they're lucky. Their old ideas are replaced with new philosophies. Their
old ambitions are filed away 'for fresher schemes, but
Say, what do you suppose they do with their old wedding rings?
That little band of gold with which they once took vows to love, honor and obey?
That little gold circlet that at one time stood for so much happiness, or unhappiness, or alimony, as the case may have been? That is a question.
Some of the Hollywood ladies refused to answer. Maybe it meant too much to discuss carelessly in print.
Or maybe it didn't mean enough. Pauline Garon* cute and pert, had to think it over. Not that she didn't know what she had done with her wedding ring, but she wasn't quite sure whether or not she wanted to tell the world. Cute and pert as she is, Pauline took marriage rather seriously. Finally she said, "I still wear mine." She put out her hand and, yes, sir, there it was, that little band of platinum and diamonds on the same hand that Lowell Sherman had put it the day they were married. Not on the same finger. But the same hand. "I don't wear it on the same finger because it doesn't mean the same," Pauline explained. "But I'll never stop wearing it on the same hand. I have several rings that I have willed to relatives and friends if I should die. But I want to be buried in my wedding ring. I suppose if you print that, they'll say I'm still in love with Lowell. It isn't that. It's just a little sentiment."
(The curtain is lowered to denote a change in mood and outlook — on wedding rings.)
Memory in Pawn
Tenter Priscilla Bonner, very gaily. Since Priscilla *—* emerged from • the moth-balls and cast aside her blighted butterfly complex, she's an entirely new girl. You wouldn't recognize the new Priscilla in her smart sport clothes as the downtrodden damsel of the movies who has always been cast out in the snow with a baby in her arms — for publicity purposes. Two or three years ago Priscilla might have become very sentimental about her wedding ring. But now she giggled : "I hocked it. You bet. I needed the money a lot more than I did that solid
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