Silver Screen (Jun-Oct 1940)

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They were about another Johnny who had tried to build a new world when his old one had crashed around him and who had walked country roads looking for work and found it sometimes when farmers had needed extra help in planting and harvesting and who had gone hungry the rest of the time. They found him lying on a roadside weak from hunger and exhaustion with a stray dog he'd picked up in his wandering standing guard over him and took him to a hospital. And somehow I wasn't surprised when Sandra called me that morning. An hour later we were on our way to the hospital in Bakersfield. "I've made arrangements for the dog to be taken to my place," she told me, her eyes clouding with tears. "It's like Johnny, isn't it, picking up a stray dog to take care of when he didn't have enough to eat himself." She was nervous and so near tears that I went into the hospital with her when she asked me to. I'll never forget the excitement of the nurses when they recognized her and the looks on the sick men's faces when she walked into the ward. I'd never have known Johnny. But Sandra did. He was lying on a bed at the far end of the room and he was so thin and white I was afraid she had found him too late. There was nothing of the old carefree Johnny about him then. Sandra caught on to my hand and held it when she saw him and she was trembling so I thought she was going to keel over. Then she started to walk towards him and her chin lifted and she smiled. "Remember me?" she asked, as she took his hand. "I'm your wife." For a moment the old Johnny came back with his grin. You could see he thought the whole thing was some sort of fantastic joke. "No," he shook his head. "I had a wife once, but they took her away from me, just as they used to take candy from me when I was a kid. Because they thought she wasn't good for me either. She was a nice little kid, too. I wish I'd known her better." "They should have let us try it, shouldn't they Johnny?" Sandra whispered. He looked at her then and suddenly he knew it wasn't a joke. He tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come. "I'm taking you home, Johnny," Sandra said slowly. "I've . . . I've always thought I wanted to know you better. I thought you were a nice kid, too." It was a strange courtship with a man falling in love with his own wife and fighting against it, because he thought he was unworthy of her. Then after a while he didn't fight any more, because he couldn't stop loving her no matter how much he tried. So he started fighting Wanda McKay, dainty Paramount starlet, looking too darling for words in her cute B. V. D. swim suit. other things instead, the world that had turned its back on him and the bad luck that had pursued him since his father died. And it's funny how bad luck goes when a man stops accepting it. Johnny's first job was unimportant in everything except that he'd gotten it himself with no one helping him. It was funny at first seeing him turn into a business man, but after a while we all began to expect things of him and no one was terribly surprised when he became vice-president of the firm he'd started with as salesman. Sandra retired when she knew the baby was coming and now they're all living i the old house at Santa Barbara and don't think a woman was ever so prou of her daughter-in-law as Mrs. Marian is of Sandra. "I always wanted Johnny to marry ai lady," she told me the last time I was out there. "And I'm so happy he did." She means that, too, even though she knows everything about Sandra there is to know. But living with her has taught Johnny's mother things, too. You can't be with Sandra and continue to see things only with your eyes. Somehow, in spite of yourself, you see them the way Sandra does, with your heart!