Modern Screen (Dec 1949 - Nov 1950)

(Continued from page 71) long career. And during the war, when Duke's press agent was called into service, Duke insisted on paying him his full salary while he was away. There are a good many other instances of Duke's loyalty, far too many to list here. Suffice it to say that John Wayne hasn't forgotten any of the people who helped him to become a star. And ever since Red River and Fort Apache started an avalanche of coins at the boxoffice last year, Duke has become the most impressive new star in Hollywood. Duke has been a long time arriving at this enviable state, but there isn't a person whom he's met along the way who doesn't feel he deserves it. Most of them would add that he deserves it because he is a real gentleman. A few others, however, would refuse to give up their opin ion that he is simply a lucky rough-neck. A few weeks ago, Duke was walking down Beverly Drive with Bo Roos. In the middle of the block, Duke saw a man standing on the curb, laughing hysterically at a woman who had locked bumpers with the car in the parking space behind her. The more she struggled, the harder the man laughed. Duke came up alongside him, grabbed his arm, and hotly asked, "What's so funny, bud?" The man stopped laughing immediately, and took off in a frightened hurry. Then Duke walked over and helped the lady get her car untangled. She thanked him politely and then drove away, convinced that there was at least one gentleman left on earth. So there is — Duke Wayne. Or maybe you think he's a lug. It all depends on the way you're looking. The End our son (Continued from page 43) arm-in-arm, Patti wearing green or plaid or polka-dot, catching admiring glances. A change came over the Derek world. For one thing, people stopped whispering about their marriage going to pieces. And John changed — in little ways that only a wife would notice. "Funny," she said. "I don't trip over your clothes any more." "I hang them up," he answered proudly. He changed in other ways, that people noticed. "He acts like a family man," friends said. "He doesn't even lose his temper." When the doctor ordered Patti to bed, she worried about John. "Go see a movie," she'd tell him some nights. "I have to wash the dishes," he'd say. "You washed the dishes." "I have to dry them." He'd sit alongside her, and they'd make plans. "I think we'll buy a ranch," John would say. "Let him grow up in the open spaces." They'd looked for houses all over Hollywood, preferring those within driving distance of Columbia Studios. But all the houses that were close were too expensive. For a while they dreamed of buying a huge red barn that had once belonged to Edgar Rice Burroughs. The agent told them the price. "For a barn!" said John. "For an old red barn that cows don't want anymore!" "Maybe in five years," Patti said to the agent. "You can offer it to us again." They decided how they'd bring up the baby. "We'll teach it to swim before it walks," said Patti— "like Esther Williams' baby. I remember when I was three they tied my ankle to a beach umbrella while every one else went swimming." "We'll teach him how to ride," said John, "and sail." "And then he'll grow up and some girl'll get him." "A girl like you . . ." "We'll have to teach him how to get along with people," Patti said. "If he gives away a toy, for instance, it stays given — the way my mother taught me." When Patti was four she'd impulsively donated a large rocking horse to a playmate. Two minutes later, she wanted it back. But her wise mother said no. She made Patti wipe away the tears as the other young lady dragged her trophy across the lawn. Patti's mother was firm. "You'll have to learn, darling, to be responsible for your actions." "Responsibility and thoughtfulness for others," John nodded. "Say, do you suppose you can teach a baby to be thoughtful enough not to cry at night when I've got a five o'clock call in the morning?" The months of waiting went fast, but sometimes, when John did the cooking they seemed as if they'd drag on forever. Most of the time he used a frying pan, because it looked easiest to handle. He'd raid the spice cupboard (because Patti likes spicy foods) and liberally empty its contents into the pan along with a steak. When the steak began to diminish in size, he'd take it out of the pan and serve it to Patti on a tray. "Good?" he'd ask. "Out of this world!" she'd say. "Let's see — cinnamon, paprika, poultry seasoning, celery salt, nutmeg, dry mustard. Darling! — tabasco, too! May I have some more salt?" Gaining considerable confidence, John tried to expand his menu. "What'll you have tonight, honey? More steak?" Patti shook her head. "Tonight I want pickled pigs' feet." "I'm good," said John. "But I'm not Oscar." 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