Modern Screen (Dec 1938 - Nov 1939 (assorted issues))

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I guess Edith must have known I'd like to rest with my memories, for it was after they were married that Price sent me home. I prefer to think that her motives were of the highest. Anyway, Vincent's dad meant what he said all right. He was sentimental, and he realized I'd been through a lot, but mother's nostrils were sensitive. They finally solved the problem neatly by putting me under glass. They put a tie he had loved in high school with me, and we get along all right. But just the same, it's awfully quiet and awfully lonesome. Still — I can take it. I was darned proud when Price came to St. Louis on a visit from Hollywood and — he wasn't wearing a hat! That's what I call devotion. WISHING MAY MAKE IT SO (Continued from page 43) meet Toscanini. No, not just meet him, but really get to know him. I'd love to meet George Bernard Shaw and be able to talk with him because I adore him. I'd love to know Maude Adams. There is so much I could learn from her. "My fourth wish," said Jean, reflectively, "sort of ties in with the third one, I guess. For I wish that I had the kind of a brain which could retain everything I've ever read. I'd like to be impressively brilliant and well-informed. I admire Dorothy Thompson enormously, by the way. I'd like to be 'well up' on politics, national and international. I think it's stupid not to know what is going on in the world. I'd like to be in the very center of world intrigues, dynasties in the making, empires falling and all that. I'd love to be a spy," laughed Jean. "I'd love to live dangerously, and know that I never will, because I haven't the aptitude for it, nor the courage. ' I'd love to have physical courage, too. And I haven't an atom. I'd love to be able to ski and swim and ride and fly my own plane. I'm not even flying to New York. I wouldn't have the nerve. These bruises now," said Jean, and she uncurled herself from the divan and came over and showed me, with positive pride, a sizeable black and blue spot on one arm, another of the same on one knee. "My husband doesn't beat me, I promise you," she laughed again. "I got them horseback riding!" Really, if she had said, "I swam the Hellespont," she couldn't have sounded prouder of herself! "I've got to learn to j ride, you know, for 'Arizona.' And so I am learning. OF course I wish, too, that I could get over my shyness where the public and publicity is concerned. I would like to enjoy being recognized by people. But I don't. I still have the feeling that a private citizen would have if she suddenly found herself the center of a crowd of people, all staring at her. She'd wonder what was the matter with her, wouldn't she? She'd wonder whether her face was dirty, her clothes coming off her. Well, that's just how I feel. "Speaking of how I wish I could go everywhere and never be recognized," said Jean, amused, "reminds me of another wish of mine, a silly one, you may think. It's this: I'd love to be able to go into a big shop and just shop around and look. You know, the way women love to do. Buy a comb, perhaps, a piece of soap, a length of ribbon. Try on all the hats. Just sort of sniff at things, to my heart's content. And I have another silly wish to be a ballet dancer. That's what I should have been. I mean it. "And in my private life?" said Jean. And something very tender happened to her eyes, to her face now. "I'd love to have babies," she said. "Not just one baby — three or four. I wish I could have them all the same age so that they'd be racing and romping about our house, all at the same time. Oh, yes, it's a wish of mine. I know that I am fast getting to the place where I'll simply have to take time off, now and again, and have babies. The other day — do you know George and Julie Murphy, by the way?" I said that I did, though but slightly. "Well," smiled Jean, "I went to see their baby. When I got there, they took me in to see him and he was so beautiful I wanted to pick him up, but I couldn't because he was laughing and I was crying. I knew then, for sure, how much I want to have babies of my own. AND we want a home of our own, too. That's another wish. A sort of a farmhousy place, with lots of trees around it so that no noise can come in. I've never been very possessive. I've never thought that I cared much about owning things. But we've bought a couple of things lately, that old Dutch sewing table over there, some pieces of china and I do love them. So maybe I'm more possessive than I thought I was. "And if ever I stop working, I should like to be the best-dressed and most charming hostess any husband ever had. For if I were out of the profession entirely, I'd make a profession of being a wife. I would do all the things I have so little time to do now. For there's no use in making wishes you know can't come true. There's no use my wishing that I could be different than I am, while I am working. I don't want not to take my work seriously. And taking it seriously, I can do very little else. Frank and I stay at home a lot. He's working so hard, too, that he's as glad as I am just to stay home and talk. Or we go to the neighborhood movies or we have a few friends in for dinner . . . just quiet things. We never seem to go night-clubbing. "Here is a wish, too. We want to travel. I haven't been anywhere except Nassau! We want to go to Europe, to the Orient, everywhere. "I can't think that I could have anything else to wish for," sighed Jean. "The things I have told you . . . and that Frank and I may have our home and children and each other and tomorrows as rich in contentment and happiness as today." HARMONY! O&r LIPSTICK WITH WINX EYE MAKE-UP! 68