Talking Screen (Sep-Oct 1930)

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FACE Nancy Carroll's smiling Irish eyes realized fame and stardom in a few short years — and underneath her very decorative exterior is the shrewd fighter that made her success so sudden and so complete neighborhood, d'ye see, affeaionately referred to as "Tent' avenoo 'n' sickty-ate street" by the corner-boys. When she was old enough to toddle Nancy was told to "run along with you now and don't be after gettin' into mischief," and was tossed out to fight and frolic amid the clamor of Manhattan's great West Side. Early she developed the [Cotitfnued on page 78 } Nancy's not really hiding — she's jnst pretending. Besides, her public wouldn't let her, for she has come to be one of the most popular young ladies the boxoffice has ever known. By HERBERT CRUIKSHANK SHE'S a "red-head, red-head, gingerbread-head." — the kind Irene Franklin use to croon about. But the chances are that Ann La Hiff Kirkland never sobbed "why wasn't I born a blonde." For Ann — Nancy Carroll . to you — has been too busy during her twenty-four (going on twentyfive, come next November 19th) years of life's rough-andtumble to spend much time bemoaning her fate. In fact, it hasn't been a fate to bemoan. It wouldn't be hard to think of three or four girls willing to exchange destinies. Perhaps even you wouldn't too much mind being the movie star who has made such a real dent in the heart of Hollywood. But no fairy of fortune was hovering about to thrust a silver spoon in Nancy's mouth at the hour of her birth. That event was just a bit of routine business for the stork. For the old bird had stuck its bill into the La Hiff home six times before. And repeated seven times after. Which, as you see if you're good at arithmetic, makes Nancy a seventh child. A distinction, incidentally, that runs in the family. THE very first time that Nancy wrinkled that adorable little nose of hers the scene was in a room above a butcher shop near the New York water-front. The chances are that the butcher sold hams and bacons from Limerick. And that he didn't do much business on a Friday — unless, indeed, he put in a stock of fresh fish for the day. It was an Irish Here is Nancy in a scene from Laughter, her new picture which affords her another chance to demonstrate the dramatic ability so conclusively e V idenced in The Devil's Holiday. Ann La Hiff changed her name after she and her sister Terry, appearing as The Carroll Sisters, won an amateur night prize at an East Side theatre in New York. I 33