Hollywood Spectator (1937-39)

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Hollywood Spectator Page Three From the Editor’s Easy Chair YJJHEN you finish a good dinner this evening and light PT up your usual twenty-five-cent cigar, give thought to the fact that you are smoking what could have been breakfasts for eight children who need them. I learned that from Mrs. Joe Schildkraut. She is one of a group of Hollywood and Los Angeles women who are bent on doing something on behalf of the under-nourished youngsters who attend our public schools. Investigation conducted on a scientific basis to assure its accuracy, revealed there are two thousand children hereabouts who go to school every morning without breakfast, or with so little it really does not count. The reason is the poverty of their parents. That means under-nourishment, and under-nourishment is an invitation to tubercular germs and bugs which produce other varieties of disastrous human results. It also explains part of the tax bill you and I have to pay, for inadequately nourished children grow up into the patients treated in public institutions. However, when Mrs. Bill Dieterle heard about it, she did not think of it in terms of dollars and cents. She and Bill have quite a collection of pet charities which so far they have been successful in keeping out of the chatter columns, but here Mrs. Bill found one a little too big for her and Bill to handle alone. That any youngster should go hungry to school and sit through the morning with his fast unbroken until noon brought the sustaining lunch pro’vided by the women of the Parent-Teachers Association — that in this time of plenty and growing prosperity any boy or girl should go through life with the permanent handicap of early under-nourishment — well, something really had to be done about it, and Mrs. Bill saw to it that something was done. i» OJV we have the Children’s Breakfast Club, one of the kindest things ever thought of. Mrs. Dieterle heads it; and of course that grand woman, Mrs. Abe Lehr, is in it. When any charitable wheel begins to turn in Hollywood, you may be sure Mrs. Abe’s shoulder is helping it go. And there are Mrs. Jack Warner, Mrs. O. Ronald Button, Mrs. Salka Viertel, Mrs. Edgar Rice Burroughs, Mrs. Rufus von Kleinsmid, and several other fine women to keep it from being a purely motion picture enterprise. As Joe is in no way under nourished, Mrs. Joe Schildkraut is devoting most of her attention to the children who are. However, Joe is not complaining. It was he who put me wise to what is going on. The club wanted facts to go on. It interested milk and breakfast food concerns and found out that with their cooperation they could serve each child a nourishing, warm breakfast for three cents. But first it must get the three cents. That is where you and I come into it. The whole three cents will go for food. Ronald Button provides the office and clerical expense, and Jack Warner provides all the printed matter. Ten dollars will provide breakfasts for one child for one year. During school terms the breakfast will be served at school ; between terms it will be delivered each morning to the child’s home. W Tf HEN you sit down to your bountiful breakfast tomorrow morning, give a thought to the little guest you might have with you. Just place three pennies on the table, and — presto! — little Polly will be beside you, Polly of the circles under eyes which look at you gratefully, whose cheeks will be sunken because of lack of what you will be providing, pale cheeks because there is not sufficient health behind them to push color into sight. And every morning when you place your pennies and Polly takes her seat, you will see the eyes lose their relative bigness as the cheeks fill out, the limbs grow sturdy and the little body become plump. And all of it will be your doing. You unfortunate people who have no children in your home, can have one as your guest each morning for only what it costs to lick a stamp. And you bachelors to whom the film industry has been generous in return for what you do for it, you fellows who are grouchy in the morning when you sit down to eat breakfast alone, just think what it would mean to have a little Polly beside you to help start the day aright — some weak little thing you can make strong for only three cents a day. And when Polly gets plump and rosy, you can chuck her out and take on Buddy and make a robust little devil out of him at a total outlay of three cents a day! If your imagination is sturdy enough to hold up its end, you can have a whale of a time merely by sending a check to the Children’s Breakfast vClub, Room 213, 6331 Hollywood Boulevard. By all means make a child your breakfast guest! * * * JTP to date, the aspirant for the Academy award for the best performance of this year will have to beat Bob Montgomery’s characterization in Night Must Fall. HOLLYWOOD SPECTATOR, published every second Saturday in Hollywood, California, by Hollywood Spectator, Inc., Wolford Beaton, president; Howard Hill, secretary-treasurer. Office, 6513 Hollywood Boulevard; telephone GLadstone 5213. Subscription price, five dollari the year; two year*, eight dollars; foreign, six dollars. Single copies 20 cents. Advertising rates on application.