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THERE ARE over two hundred birds at the Mocambo — little feathered things that nutter around behind a glass wall. Every once in a while someone looks at the wall and screams. Charlie Morrison takes this philosophically. Charlie, being the proprietor of the Mocambo, has seen more people fall in love at his night club than fall into anything else. He's figured it out to a science — give 'em birds, give 'em dimly-lit corners, give 'em the works — and then, hold back the waiter!' After all, where did Cyd Charisse discover love? And where did Tony Martin?
And where did Marie McDonald? Of course: the M o. You can read all
about these and other "Mocambo Affairs" on page 40. Charlie (who was there) tells the tale . . .
SHEILAH GRAHAM was probably there, too. In fact, Sheilah seems to be almost everywhere — several hundred newspapers throughout the country carry her column — and now she's writing for modern screen. We're proud and delighted to have her join the distinguished group whose good and lively stuff graces our pages. The piece on page 38 of this issue, called "Robert Walker: Tragic Figure," is her first offering. We think you'll be fascinated by this penetrating analysis of a very confused man . . .
If you have any mad notions about Hollywood just turn to page 28 and you'll be cured. Beginning on that page Hedda Hooper gives it to you straight from both shoulders. Did you know, for instance, that the gold was never moved from Fort Knox to Vine Street? That the family silver, of certain Hollywood families, spends more time in the pawn shop? Well, even if you did know, read "The Ten Greatest Myths Of Hollywood." Recommended especially for those who love the town well — but not too wisely . . .
WE HAVE a lady here who gives us an inferiority complex. We feel, somehow, you ought to know about her. She's Viola Moore, our newest Associate Editor. Viola was born in Calcutta, India, twenty-nine years ago. By her twelfth birthday she'd lived in Europe, Asia, Africa and Australia. As if that weren't enough, she was kissed by Fredric March in the picture, / Married A Witch. But more — while covering the UN conferences in San Francisco (as a writer for the London Daily Mail and the Australian Women's Weekly) she ran into Queen Julianna in a ladies' room at Stanford University. Needless to add, Viola got an exclusive and widely-read interview. For us, Viola will get equally hot tips on the homemaking and personality habits of your favorite stars. All we can say now, and feebly, is "Welcome aboard, Vi."