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HEADLINE
LADY
Constance Bennett was born to play the leading role — and always has
HERBERT CRUIKSHANK
On page 48 of this issue you will find Miss Bennett's views on the most important of all the emotions — love. In the following article this young lady is presented to you in startlingly vivid fashion. Together, these articles will give you a real insight into the personality of this fascinating woman who commands the spotlight.
—THE EDITORS.
H
ER birth stone is the opal, gem of changing, restless fires. And the opal is the birth stone of October, in case you don't know. For it was during the month when the country-side goes hay-wire with Nature's Technicolor that she made her mundane debut in New York. Some say the year was 1905. Substract a couple on. general principles. It is axiomatic that no woman, from Baby Peggy to Fanny Ward, tells the absolute truth about her age.
But whatever the time, or the locale, Constance Bennett was born to be. That is, to be just what she is. There has been no deviation for the starspelled destiny written down for her since Time's first subtitle — "Came the Dawn."
Constance is part of that scheme of things which caused Rose Wood, the dancer, to matrimonially "yes ' a youthful thespian named Louis Morrison. Their talent was perpetuated in a daughter, Adrienne.
At seventeen, Adrienne was the ingenue lead in her father's theatric troupe. And a dashing juvenile scratched "I Love You," on the mirror in her dressing room. His name was Richard Bennett. And she married him. All this because Constance had to be born. Born to be —
Twelve years later a skinny kid with straggly blonde hair and blazing blue eyes was making governesses miserable in the rambling home at Palisades, across the Hudson. The house was called "Ben Mor." "Ben," for Bennett. "Mor," for Morrison.
She had two sisters, Joan and Barbara. But she was "King o" the Kids. ' They used to plunder their mother's wardrobe to play at acting. And Constance was invariably the star. Tlie others never tried to steal the play.
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Constance Bennett is the daughter of ihcd in the wool thespians, Richard and Adrienne Bennett. Constance began to play at acting v.-hen she was a mere chit. The irotipers" blood is as much a pari of her as her pretty nose a'ld mouth.