Modern Screen (Jan-Nov 1956)

impulse I pulled it in. Well, I'm standing there holding this big heavy rock when Dad turns around and sees me. He said 'Rusty! Drop that anchor!' I got frightened and dropped it and it just about went through the bottom of the boat. "The water came in like little fountains through the holes and the bottom began to fill. Dad jumped up and tried to stop the flow. Warren tried to help him. I couldn't swim. Well, Dad was yelling at me and Warren was angry, too." Venetia was laughing heartily now. "Well, the next experience I had with water was even worse. "It happened during the first night of my first play. I had joined a children's Little Theatre group and Lloyd Bridges, a wonderful actor himself, was on the faculty. He cast me as a boy-poet in a play called The Stone Jungle. The action takes place in a rock quarry where there's supposed to be a deep pool. We just had a pail of water in the background and the stage lights reflecting on it gave the audience the feeling a real pool was there. The villain, a tough boy, is supposed to push my head under water to annoy me. "But when the time came he was so wrapped up in his lines he held my head in the pail of water too long. I thought he'd never let me up. Finally he did. I was supposed to say something but I didn't know what I was doing. "The water was pouring out of my ears, my eyes, my nose, my mouth and I couldn't see anything. I was choking for breath. A fellow actor, who came over to cue me, whispered loudly. 'You're overdoing it, Rusty!' After that I was almost ready to quit acting. "It was funny, but that play got me my first part in a movie. Mr. Bridges recommended me for a part in The Boy With The Green Hair." My brother and I Russ, sometimes too modest, didn't mention to Venetia that the moviemakers for the next few years kept him busy in eight pictures. "I guess, for a kid, I was successful." Russ continued. "When people came to : our house they were always interested in pictures I was making, i "When I was sixteen I thought I was sitting on top of the world. I was doing all right in school and working hard on my career and I had just started to date. "But all this time something was happening right under my nose and I didn't : realize it. Warren and I were growing I apart. "One night it hit me and I learned a lesison in living. "Mom and Dad had invited a number of friends over on a Sunday evening. And : the first thing the visitors did was to shake £\ hands with me, pay me a lot of compli( .ments on what a good actor I was and gl : then tell my parents, 'Gosh, you must be £ i :erribly proud of R uss.' One after another. ,. NTo one said a word about Warren. J: "I don't know why, but I looked over j n the corner of the room and saw him Jstanding there as though he had been elg-oowed out of the house. He was trying to k ;mile and be happy, but I knew him too * r veU. Inside he was so miserable I thought i 3 could hear his heart cracking. . "In a split second everything became *L lear to me. I understood what my suc5t ess was doing to us. I didn't know what 2f d say, so I kept quiet. ' "Then I saw Warren go up the stairs to is room. | And I felt so bad I wanted to bawl. "I followed him up. When he saw me ome into the room his face lit up. Someow, because that's the kind of a guy he , he knew just why I was there. He didn't •t me say anything. Instead, he just put she's in love . . . with a bra Forma id calls it My Beloved, for obvious reasons. It's the bra women keep falling in love with. My Beloved will do exciting things for your figure . . . give you the high and rounded fullness every woman desires. The secret's in the three-part cup. masterfully cut to hold its shape forever, even after many tubbings. See the clever satin panels uniquely stitched to hold you . . . and never let you go. You must try it on. only then .will you know why Formaid is getting love letters. #3/4 In daisy white or blush pink cotton with satin trim. B2-'t2, A. B & G R MAID AT BETTER STORES OS WRITE 690 HARRISON AVENUE. BOSTON. MASSACHUSETTS