The Sins of Hollywood ()

Strip Poker and Paddle HERE surely must be some way of getting into the movies without stooping below one s own So thought Jane Evans, who had been in Holly- wood some weeks without making any impression on casting directors other than to invoke insinuating invitations. Surely the high-class stars were not so coarse. These men who talked so openly were just the riff- raff. It could not possibly be otherwise. The newspapers said such nice things about the great actors and actresses— Soon opportunity came to Jane to mingle in the social whirl of the much talked of celebrities. She had left her telephone number at all the studios. One day she was telephoned to by some mysterious person. She was told it was a business call. She went to the studio designated and found a young man pawing over some photographs in a wire bas- ket. She noticed that a picture of herself, that she had left hopefully, lay segregated from the others, entered without being seen and was almost taken off her feet when she heard the young man say: "I am rustling up some new ones for the Boss* party tonight/* s .