Boy's Cinema (1935-39)

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2 - BOY'S CINEMA Every Tuesday A boy, unspoiled by luxury, goes to school in the Bowery and becomes involved with two older boys who are leaders of a gang. Their adventures bring them before the police and they are placed on probation, but they rebel and fall into the hands of desperate crooks. A thrilling yarn, starring Freddie Bartholomew, Mickey Rooney and Jackie Cooper The Two Guardians A LIMOUSINE drew up in front of ;i block of flats in a part of New Yoik that could not have been li lined fashionable. Children, ragged or badly clothed, gathered round to stare at the beautiful car. A woman, Hill hand- i out of (ho ear, and -he drew her furs closer round her as ,1 ih. ;ii mosphcie v\as chilly. After her came a little lad. lie was very clean anil ucatly dressed in an i lit. "I shall only be a few minutes," the n said to her chauffeur. A frown appeared as she saw the way looking towards the buiki- iid noted I ess to be on his way. They passed through suing i a cold stone corridor. Fancy to the Bqoj • above what a place! It Infuriated her that on was scampering lip the stairs v.iih an eagerness that made her heart n ith self | ■ For six months she had done e iliiug to banish from Claude's mind the norv of his father, and had tailed ably. Jay and Hilda Pierce had quarrelled within a few months of their marriage, I ut the coming of B SOII had patched ii|' their differences lor a lime. EventuaHj boy was the issue that separated them. Jay had his ideas about his son, and Hilda had hers, and they were apart. She wanted Ins hair loutr. ring velvet suits and acting as the best little boy ever bom, but Jay u anted his 30n to giow Up a man. Quarrels broke ou| afresh, and so there i ittno a separation. Mi;, Pierce was a very rich woman, wealth had meant hide to her JDeccratjei 28th, husband. He was an artist, an architect, and a designer, and, in spite of his wife's money, had never given up working. Usually their quarrels had ended in the woman taunting bei husband with the small success that had his way. A court of law had decided that they should have the custody of the child for six months at a time, but should either parent be considered unfit or un- able to loclc after the child, then the custody would bo reconsidered by the court. Hilda Pierce had thought that her husband would be unable to support the boy, and it enraged her shallow nature that he was making a small but Mo income. And provided he could provide his son with a loot ovei ucad and proper food, Mis. Pierce could litigate till she was blue in the face. Every six months she endeavoured to win the boy, and her turn the boy against his father had taught her the follj onduct, for I "aude. adore his father all the more and turn against her. For five years this had been going on. and now another six months bird pas) Claude was going from the luxury ot a beautiful home to live iii a pi and what maddened the woman so much w as that she knew il < flaude had given hi- (hone of luxury and every ith his mother or semi-po' in Slumland with his rather he hosen TIm- reached the fifih door, and Claude nulled to his mother, "Da you think dad's at home." be asked. "I expect so, d " If I whistle I wonder if he'll know- it's me?" asked Claude. ''I'll try." He whistled not very well a few of a ton:,' that his father had taught him. Instantly there came the screech- ing of a chair, and (hen the door was Sung open, A tall, clean-shaven, handsome man stood there and held out his arms. "Dad!'' Claude shouted, and flung himself forward. The two hugged each other, whilst the woman in the costly furs stood there and watched the scene with a bitter smile. "I'm sorry. Hilda." Jay Pierce gave an apologetic smiie. " Seeing the made mo forget my maim. K. Do come inside." " 'S'du need not bolhcr to apo!o'_ sho said ■ disdainful]} p< by him into the room. The big, well-lighted room seemed full of drawing-boards, easels, pictures, brushes, and paint-pots. This was no •sphere for a carefully nurtured child. She walked to the windows and . i ily at a sea of chimoe] oke, squalor, and dirt. The homes of the poorer, working classes, and her son would rather be in tins untidy, un- ile room than in the mansion thai was hi- rightful hoi i hei o the window. " I love Ibis \ lew !" he e, led. and suddenly tinned eagerly. "Dad, do you hi ar thai '.' \ G a lit- i e. Oh. yes, I here it is ! lb pointed. /'See all that 1 Ih, isn'l it ihi illing P Never did Claude see things from the windows of his other home that he found thnl' • M - I' ■ ed at