Modern Screen (Jan-Nov 1944)

church and wished they had. They said it— well— it was plain beautiful— that's all. That's what Susie's first night at the canteen was like. She's thawed out by now. After a half hour's singing when her throat's gone froggy — she sits down behind a platter of doughnuts and talks between bites. The fellows get statistical. Where does she come from and that kind of thing. "From Minneapolis and my real name's Larson. I'm half Swede and half practically everything else." You can tell she's Swedish by those clear blue eyes— and that hair again. She squeaks, "Hair. Don't mention it. They spend hours building me a hair-do at the studio and then I go home and knock it to pieces. Look at the stuff." You look, start to mumble something appropriate, but Susie beats you to it. "Did I ever tell you about the time I socked Rooney? I'm talking too much, I know. I always do. But this time we were playing sandlot football during recess. I threw a pass. Mickey intercepted the ball and went flying for a touchdown. I yelled, 'You can't do that.' He yelled back, 'I did it!' So I socked him. Hard. On the chin." That was before Susie started growing up. Now that she's" grown, there's no football. In fact, there isn't much of anything that's fun. "You could call it grim," she says. "Practice, work, no men! Not even the slightest crush in years. Only how grim can it be when you've worked with Don O'Connor eight hours a day. Gosh, I miss him. You think he horses around m his movies. You should see him when he's unrestrained. You should settle down over a coke and really talk with him, or spend a couple of hours running through a stack of records. Donnie knows the stuff. Not just Basie or James but the hefty, solid items like Brahms. You should see him slumped down in a chair with his big feet up on a coffee table, looking solemn. He used to kid me about not knowing how to dance. (A jeep's lighter on its feet.) And about getting dispossessed so many times. Dad and I have had a ghoulish time. It's my practicing. I always seem to be doing it (Continued on page 98) Yo ung mothers dare not ignore this advice Scientific research has proved that every infant, every growing child needs the protective benefits of the "cod liver oil" vitamins A and D. That is why doctors recommend and prescribe these two essential vitamins. They know that a prolonged deficiency may seriously impair normal growth, retard the natural development of bones and teeth, cause life-long, physical handicaps .S'ntl' Children °f aH agCS nCed ade^Uate amounts of Vitamins A and D. Before lt IS tQO late_before a threatening shQrt undermmcs health, start glving your child Vita-Baby. Vita-Baby is a liquid concentrate of the health-aiding Vitamins A and D. Derived from biologically tested fish liver oils and activated ergosterol aad manufactured under the latest and most scientific laboratory control! thert! VS T meCtS dgld fe1uireme™ °< -cognized vitamin therapy. Yes, when you give your child Vita-Baby, you can be sure you are giving an outstanding product. A few drops in cereal, milk or direct linv75UC It handy dr°PpCr Pr°vide fM' requirements. Don t deny your child the wonderful, protective benefits of this proved, growtng-atd. Get a bottle from your druggist today. Show it to your doctor. He will approve the formula or your money will be refunded. Regular size— 75c. Large, economy size— $3.00. A PRODUCT OF THE GROVE LABORATORIES, INC. Vitamin Division Manufacturer, and distributor, of. quality pharmaceutical, for oyer fifty year,