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0 Well, gee, no wonder screen stars pop off to the hospital at the slightest excuse! If you can't go to a movie or a night club without being torn practically limb from limb, and if your contract forbids you to roller skate, ride horseback or go skiing until the picture is finished — then what can you do? You can't expect a pert young star or a pert older star, for that matter, to sit and knit and listen to the radio all the time.
So they go to the hospital. That's what
1 said. The hospital. The studio can't do anything about that. Doctor's orders and stuff. And do they have fun! Do their friends have fun! Why, it wouldn't surprise me any day now to find pickets from Dave Chasen's and Ciro's picketing some of our best hospitals with signs reading, "Unfair to Night Clubs!" Hospitals have become that gay.
You can always go in "for observation." Then you can really get away from it all,
By HELEN LOUISE WALKER
and you don't have to let in your boss, or the Press, or candid cameramen, or lawyers, or your mother-in-law unless you want to . You can always rely on your good old dependable temperature to protect you . . . But if you do want to see people . . .
Consider Ann Sothern. Ann, as you no doubt read in the papers, had her appendix removed. She felt pretty awful for a couple of days. When she began to look about her and recognize faces and sursoundings, she just closed her eyes and said, "Gosh! I've got to have some things!"
"Things" began to arrive next day from her home and from points east and west by truck, motorcycle, trolley and roller skates, for all I know. First a trunkload of nighties and negligees and bed jackets. Then a pink satin comfort, a silk bed
spread and some satin pillows to make it all look cozy. Her own linen sheets and pillow cases, monograms and all, and some doilies for the dresser.
Next day she felt much better. So much better that she began to look about the hospital room with that gleam which a woman gets when she feels a spell of interior decorating coming on. "Lamps!" she said, succinctly. She was so succinct, indeed, that the nurse immediately took her temperature, but by the time the thermometer was removed, Ann had got up new steam and she went on, "Lamps, some Dresden flower vases and some book ends. With books between them. We could do with some overdrapes and a white fur rug . . ."
Before the probationer who did the dusting could utter a cry of plaintive protest, Ann had acquired some carved antique figurines which looked too ducky adorning the [Continued on page 42]