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

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Modern Screen party Time Her Nervous Prostration chance have I to get a girl?" It was in Rattray, Perthshire, Scotland, that Andy made his first appearance and it wouldn't be far wrong to say that he was born in a trunk. John Clyde, Scotch actor and owner of the John Clyde Stock Company, was his father. Mrs. Clyde was the leading woman in the company. There were six little Clydes in the family and as soon as Mrs. Clyde was able to leave the hospital after each visit of the stork, she returned to the footlights. The little Clydes went along. When a child was needed in the cast there was always a little Clyde the right age to fill the part. When the stock season closed the whole family toured the country — the Scotch Foys. The theater was home to the children; backstage their playground. Like all Scotch children, Andy respected his father. He not only looked up to him as an actor and teacher, but he admired him as a man. \X7'HEN he was eighteen years old * ' something happened. Only an incident, but it was to Andy the most tragic thing that ever happened to him and influenced his whole life. His father gave him his first important role in a play. For weeks he rehearsed, so that his father might be proud of him. Opening night came and Andy gave a performance that, for all his youth, promised much for the future. The audience took him to its heart. Every member of the company was proud of him. After the show they gathered round to congratulate him. He was bursting with pride but he kept looking around for his father. His was the commendation that Andy was waiting for. Presently the elder Clyde joined the group. Andy looked up expectantly. So did the others. "Report for rehearsal in the morning," his father said curtly. "I want to go over your lines with you." And turned away. That was all. Not one word of praise. Andy reported for rehearsal the next morning, and the next, and the next. He didn't complain. He said nothing. But his spirit was broken and, discouraged, he left the company at the end of the run of that play and became a stock broker's clerk in Glasgow. T^OR two years Andy dealt with margins and ticker tape but his mind and heart were on the stage. When the longing to go back became too much for him he would remember his hurt and stick to his job. But he brooded and dreamed, and his dreams were always of the theatre. Finally he went back to the stage, but not to his father's company. With a vaudeville act, he toured England and Scotland and later, came to America. For a time he played in vaudeville, in stock and in New York shows. Then he heard that his countryman, Harry Lauder, was putting on "The Heatin' O' the Hoose" with an all-Scotch cast, and he applied for a job. "Where's yer accent?" Lauder asked (Continued on page 122) DO you know her . . . this poof woman who wakes up as tired as she went to bed? Her head is still aching . . . her nerves are ragged . . . she's on the verge of tears as she faces another day of work. How many young women are fast approaching a nervous breakdown because they let suffering due to female weakness rob them of their strength and health. Nature did not mean women to suffer so cruelly. If they would only try Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound! It has befriended women against their "peculiar" troubles for over 50 years. It brings soothing, comforting relief . . . gently corrects through its strengthening tonic action. Give it at least one chance to help you. Get a bottle from your nearest druggist today. Or, try it in the new, convenient tablet form. Try Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound Tablet Form 107