Modern Screen (Dec 1931 - Nov 1932 (assorted issues))

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Modern Screen more of it. Mascara and eye-shadow, too, even if you haven't been in the habit of utilizing these aids to glamor. And then, even if you are a sedate married lady and it's only your husband and the kids you're doing all this for, when that husband comes home he'll probably take one look at you and say, "Well, I see we're having company tonight." That's the idea — fix up just as if you were expecting company. Sure — it takes a little time; but it's worth it. In closing, let me mention that I've been using every day the cuticle preparation I mentioned last month. And, believe it or not, I've been able to give up cutting the cuticle entirely. This stuff— whatever the funny little old secret ingredient it contains may be — actually does rub away rough, shaggy cuticle, cleans and bleaches the nails and leaves the tips shining and white. I'm rather daffy about it, myself. You will be, too. The Chap Who Supports Me (Continued from page 57) you interviewers ! Why, one of my pups would have sense enough to know that the way to find out about a man is to go to his best friend ! Why don't any of you ask me to tell you about Hardie? I don't wish to intrude, but they do say a man's best friend is his dog, you know. I presume even you have heard that. OT that I want my name in print ! 1 ~ Heavens, I'm kept busy enough keeping things in order around here, without worrying about seeing my name in the magazines. I'm in charge of the Peddler and Agent Chasing Department, and the Welcome Committee. I'm on the go from morning until night. I have to wake Mr. Albright up in the morning, by going into his room and licking his face, and then we go for a long walk in the hills, and at night he's not happy if I don't sit on his lap in front of the fire for a couple of hours until it's time for bed. Heavens, he's more trouble than one of my pups, that Hardie is ! Rather nice, though, when you get to know him. He certainly knows a lot about dogs. I love the walks in the hills, too. Charming spot, this little canyon, don't you think? I don't like cities, because they're too noisy; so we moved up here into the canyon where you can breathe clean air and get some sleep at night without listening to police sirens. Those sirens drive me wild. My nerves aren't what they used to be. Let's see, what was I saying? Oh, yes, about an interview. I don't ' see why you writers don't ask me about Hardie. I certainly know him better than anybody else. Oh, well, if you insist. Tuppenny, the name is. Yes. Double 'p' and double 'n.' Be sure to spell it right. Of course, that's really only my nickname. I have a kennel name, but I don't like to boast of my family. I really have excellent blood. Mr. Albright and I both come of good stock. My father cost nine thousand dollars; I'm told it was the highest price ever paid for a wire-haired terrier at the time. I don't know what Mr. Albright's father cost, but I'm sure Hardie wouldn't have anything but the best. I'm not a champion myself; I'm what's called a good brood matron ; but one of my pups is going to be a champion, and several of them are going to get blue ribbons. Children, come here and let the gentleman see you. Aren't they precious ? Very naughty, though. Let's see, what would you like me to tell you ? I suppose you know that my friend has been an actor for some years, even if he is so young? Yes, he played in New York and on the road. He's told me the names of some of the plays. "The Greeks Had a Word for It," is that it ? Maybe it's "They Had a Word for the Greeks," I'm not sure. It doesn't make any difference, if you ask me. I heard Hardie say some of his lines once, and they sounded awfully foolish, not that I'm any critic of course. Then some gentleman from Hollywood saw him and asked him to come out here, out West. Oh, yes, they do have gentlemen in Hollywood, you know. I've met several. They're the ones that don't wear camel's-hair polo coats. You can tell right away whether a man is a gentleman by the way he treats a lady and I must admit Hardie's callers have been very nice about scratching my ears. \17"HERE was I ? Whenever I get to » » thinking about having my ears scratched I forget everything else. Oh, I know — we came out West. Well, I don't think Mr. Albright was happy here at first. He didn't say anything, of course, but anyone who knows him as well as I do could tell. I did hear him say once to Lespith — that's his niece — that the movies were trying to make a lady-killer out of him. I laughed and laughed. To myself, of course. We dogs are too polite to laugh at people to their faces. But he really was unhappy, so I snuggled up to him and made him feel better. I know he was unhappy, because he quit his job. He was getting more fan mail than any other actor at the studio, but he walked out just the same. My, my, when that boy makes up his mind there's no stopping him. You should see him give the pups their castor-oil when they have tummy-aches. They howl and wiggle, but he gives it to them just the same. But now he's at another studio — Warners, is that it? — yes, it's Warners, I'm sure — where they let him be himself, and he likes it. I often wonder whether he misses the stage, but he says no, he Here a Secret for SMART WOMEN We'll show you how to get into this new, money making profession. If you'll spend a few of your spare hours in delightful work right in your own home, you can HAVE EXTRA MONEY Money of your own — to spend as you please on the things you have always wanted but felt you could not afford. You can WIN ADMIRATION of men and women; astonish your friends; be known as a clever woman. You can HAVE LOADS OF FUN doing work so interesting and absorbing that hundreds of society women ghave made it their hobby. 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