Modern Screen (Dec 1947 - Nov 1948)

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1 "»*«/«•* Your Step, LunaF' rw *• § modern screen ■ Four months ago, Modern Screen — and you — had a big moment. Shirley Temple's baby was born. Our baby having a baby, people said to one another, and there was wonder in their voices, and pleasure, and a trace of wistfulness, because time flies, and all babies grow up, and all non-babies begin to feel old. So Modern Screen regretfully plucks the white hairs from its head, and trots out its family album, its book of treasures, its collection of Shirley Temple covers. Shirley, at seven, in a little sailor collar, the famous dimples punctuating the cheeks — that was the first Temple cover to appear for the May, 1936, issue. Shirley at nineteen, with Linda Susan in her arms, that's the current cover, for the August, 1948, issue. And in between these two, all the covers which tell their own story, the story of Shirley growing up. We're proud of our covers; we're proud of our Shirley — but we know you don't want to read about us; you want to read about Mrs. Agar and her baby, and that's all right, too. Linda Susan's quite a baby. 16 weeks, and her eyes focus. Maybe all 16-weeks old babies' eyes focus, but you couldn't prove that by Shirley. She's impressed. She (Shirley) took her (Linda Susan) to the doctor the other day, and there was a boy baby there ahead of the Agar girls, and he must have been eighteen weeks old himself, by the looks of him (the boy baby, not the doctor) but the minute he saw the doctor, he started crying. "You see," Shirley whispered to Linda Susan. "He's acting very childish." When Linda Susan's turn came, she all but shook hands with the man. She grinned, and chuckled, and flirted and rolled her eyes. The doctor weighed her — 13 pounds, "three ounces — 54