Hollywood (Jan - Mar 1943)

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As Told I o ELEANOR HARRIS phone I've got to admit I'm superstitious. I've guarded that old horn for many, many years now. I can't get away from thinking it's endowed with good luck for me. This may be because I bought it with the first money I ever earned — in a pea canning factory in Beaver Dam, Wisconsin. It was during summer vacation while I was going to high school. I really think it sort of guided me through my highly checkered career right into Hollywood. I began playing it in Beaver Dam with the high school orchestra. Then it took me to Chicago with a name band. Then it — and it alone — fed my mother and me in Hollywood, when I played for big movie parties, the Elks Club and the Warner Theater orchestra on Hollywood Boulevard. Eventually it took me to New York for some hit shows — and then back to Hollywood as a star. But in between I washed cars, sold electrical appliances from door to door, worked in a department store — and starved. It was only that tired old sax that meant steaks and excitement to me. And you couldn't pay me to part with it now. I feel plenty superstitious about that sax — yet I don't call myself a superstitious sort of guy! "What about your ring? You'll lose it if you go in the water with it!" I argued that I'd always worn it everywhere, ever since my father had given it to me as a little girl, but she insisted that I leave it in my bag on the beach. So I did. That's all there was to it. I waded in up to my waist, a terrific undertow got me, and I was swept out way past my depth. I was going down for the third time when a lifeguard got to me, and it took four lifeguards an hour to bring me to. Naturally, this experience etched itself on my mind. I've never been without the ring since! NEXT MONTH Hollywood presents the most thrilling moments in the lives of Maureen O'Hara, Joan Bennett and George Montgomery as told by the stars themselves. Nothings too good for you, my lad ) not even FELSNAPTHA SOAP You're definitely White House material, and you're going into training for it — right now! Especially the 'white' part. Everything you wear is going to be washed with Fels-Naptha Soap. You'll be so shining clean you'll think I've bought you a new dress every day. And don't try to laugh that one off, young fellow. You don't know how lucky you are to be starting life in a Fels-Naptha home. N. B. — You're in luck too, Mother. You're using the finest Fels-Naptha Soap ever made. Milder, quicker-sudsing. Yet — Bar or Chips — priced as low as ordinary soaps. Golden bar or Golden chips. FELSNAPTHA banishesTattle-Tale Gray" 33