Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1939)

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Great Lady (Continued from page 15) you will go alone . . . and you will be silent and proud when you are hurt." Slowly the mother's eyes fill with tears. But little Greta has no time for foreboding. She jumps up and throws herself into her mother's arms. . "Everything is so lovely, so lovely I must hug you," she cries, "and I shall start today; but I will be an actress only until someone whom I love has come. Then I shall marry him and have two little girls with curls. They may have all the cookies they want to eat, with lingonberry jam on top, and though I shall no longer be an actress, I shall always be a very great lady." OO GRETA GARBO began to live her dream, becoming more and more obsessed with the idea of being great. She worked and planned and studied. She lived alone, seeing no one, not talking much, even to her servants. She became beautiful. She had gold and silver dresses and men who loved her and sent her flowers and jewels. Greta Garbo became a legend — writers have chanted it to you for years — something like the headless Aphrodite of Cyrene who is never mixed in with the rest of the statues; but is off, apart, in a little niche all alone. We forgot that once there was a very human little girl who said, "One day I'll marry someone whom I love and I will have two little girls with curls." And no one wrote about the very human older girl who wept bitterly when she learned that being a great lady is not so pleasant when there is nobody else to be glad about it. In her heart she knew he would come. At least life hadn't robbed her of her dream. Long ago she had retired into it. In the twilight she would sit and wonder how it would be. Usually on a prancing charger, in the old Norse tales, and always playing a serenade. . . . LEOPOLD STOKOWSKI made up in serenades what he lacked in the way of a charger. He laid his serenade at her feet — whole symphonies, operas, concertos, cascades of golden sound. Best of all, at home in America waiting, were two little girls with curls. They would love cookies with lingonberry jam on top. That is what Greta thought. For the first time in her life she knew what it was to be completely happy. No longer a dream or a fantasy! This was real! Strolling along an Italian beach in the moonlight, counting the fireflies at twilight, lazily floating in the warm Italian water, becoming golden brown in the hot Italian sun; Greta no longer watched the parade as if from behind glass. How wonderful to live and feel and know that life had not passed by, leaving one ignorant of the strong, slashing, painful beauty it contained! She would never forget these weeks of rapturous idleness, the fulfillment of the old dream. Greta spent hours in the kitchen, all the old cunning with the pots and pans, so laboriously taught by her mother in the kitchen in Stockholm, returning. She made dozens of cookies for the caretaker's children. She haunted shops and found little gifts — embroidered robes, slippers with fur, many things to delight the hearts of two little girls. She wondered what they would say when she met them. She guessed they would be shy at first (but the cookies would remedy that!). Then came another thought: were girls of ten and twelve to be won with toys and cookies? She had been thinking of them all along as babies. But they couldn't be! They were grown-up little girls . . . and best of all they had curls. While they were with her only she would be permitted to brush their hair. She would do it carefully, winding the soft ringlets around her forefinger. nND now it was all over. Love was thrilling and beautiful, like the bright sun in a blue sky, and it was the only thing worth fighting for . . . but you didn't fight two little girls . . . who loved the same man you did . . . and had more right to him than you had. Instead, you did as the "divine" Sarah would have done! You courageously gave him up! Because it was the only noble thing to do. For a while you felt desolate and alone and you pretended you weren't hurt and that it didn't matter. But in your heart you knew that it did matter and in the night you felt you couldn't bear the waves of darkness and fear that passed over you. You knew that no matter how long you lived you would never recall just how you managed to tell him that you wouldn't come if the little girls didn't want you. Of course, if you had been anyone except Greta Garbo, you'd have known that their resentment was only a normal one. You'd have known that in their full and happy lives there was no place for you. It wasn't that they disliked you, they just didn't care! You had lived too long in a dream and didn't realize that the world of reality had its complications. You had been a success in business, but love is not a business ... it is something in an old Norse fairy tale that always turns out right! Finally, you put away the old cookie jar you brought from Stockholm, because there wasn't any use making more cookies. You put the little gifts on a high shelf where you'd never see them again. Once more you retired deeply into the old dream! You had given up the most precious thing you ever had! You wept bitterly . . . and now your face shows a softness that only tragedy can bring to it . . . but you have something left . . . you have the old dream . . . and you still remain ... a Great Lady! Once I saw this in a book of yours: Why borrow sorrow? Live your dream . . . For your dream Is your deed of tomorrow. THE BERNARR MACFADDEN FOUNDATION conducts various non-profit enterprises: The Macfadden-Deauville Hotel at Miami Beach, Florida, one of the most beautiful resorts on the Florida Beach, recreation of all kinds provided, although a rigid system of Bernarr Macfadden methods of health building can be secured. 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