Modern Screen (Jan-Dec 1960)

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mal outpouring in this letter of March th. 1958: Woo^sie — what a funny adorable little idiot you are, do you really think I can iust pick up a 'phone here and call you? I can't even scream or yell for the boy to bring me orange juice in the morning. I loved your two letters. They reached me here together — one dated Feb. 23. the other March 3rd. It's now the 18th. I feel like telling you so many human things but I can't read by this lamp what I'm saying. But I do know one sure thing — that my heart, my real heart, goes out to you as I write this. . . . Woodsie — you're hooked. I just got back from the hunt. Didn't shoot a living thing, thank God. Every time we sneaked up on the 'game' I'd fire a big fat bullet and make sure I would miss — so that the animal escaped unharmed, and I cursed loudly and called myself a lousy shot and everyone agreed and I was secretly so happy not to have killed some poor thing — in Africa you must kill. Lousy! You should join me here ... or Paris, won't you love that? I will. I have much to tell you — so much — but this lamp is fouling up my prose. ( The lamp Errol is referring to is a rricane lamp, used in the primitive untry where the film was being made.) Dear, very dear little girl. I think of you constantly. When I say that there is one constant image in my mind and heart it seems strange. Strange indeed. Both your letters gave me the very strange, very strong, vibrant, vital feeling that you really care for me and I can hardly credit this, but hope and long with this tormented, empty, calloused heart that it is true. Is it? True, I mean, that what you write, you mean? That you really love me? It seems incredible. I don't think I'm by any means gullible to the degree that one is overwhelmed by a mere expression of something deep between two people — one so much older than the other and a h of a lot of other things. . . . Oh, well, go to sleep, little one. Remember that this heart has for you a strong fierce beat which you can easily wreck if you treat it lightly. — Errol. 3everly read these passages and there re tears in her eyes. 'Now do you see what there was beeen Errol and me? Now do you see : deep and devoted love we shared? rs was a love that would have lasted i lasted . . ." There were many other letters — letters which Errol poured out his love for verly in beautiful prose, like this pasWords, mere words cannot conI vey what I feel for you in this crusty heart of mine. . . . But time heals all wounds and the tem-ary hurts of Errol's and Beverly's arts by the separation of distance was n to end, and they'd be together again. We met again in Paris," said Beverly, lose moments of seeing Errol again fer his long absence I shall cherish for "\here in Paris, Errol decided that Bevv would make a picture with him. And *as to be another overseas venture — to ba. And what a time to be there — when country was being swept by revoluLn! The picture was Cuban Rebel Girls. "We'd hardly been in Havana a day wb<m Errol and producer Jackson Mahon ard I were hauled into police headquarters to answer questions about why we hadn't submitted the script of the movie to the Cuban government for review and apm-oval. But things were straightened out. "I hated it in Cuba because most of the time I was safely in Havana while Errol went out into the hills plaving at being a rebel with Fidel Castro. He was where the guns were firing real bullets, and it was no place to be. It was pretty terrifying for me. "And as you probably read, he finally got hurt. A Batista plane flew over while Errol was riding in a jeep and started to stitch the road with bullets. Errol dove into a ditch. He escaoed getting shot but he hurt his knee and hip. "I was never so glad as when the picture was finished and we left Cuba to go to New York." When they got back. Errol's knee was giving him trouble and he entered Harkness Pavilion at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center for treatment. He was confined there for a number of days — but it must have seemed like years to the medical director. Errol almost disrupted the hospital's entire routine. Someone had started a rumor Errol tried to induce the nurses at Harkness to wear only bikinis while he was there. Errol denounced the rumor to a reporter, saying: "That's a shocking he and a canard. Mac." Then Errol added thoughtfully: "Besides, it's against the rules." It was while he was in the hospital that Errol received the galley proofs from the publishers of the book he had written. My Wicked, Wicked Ways. Errol screamed when he saw what the publishers had done to some of the parts on sex. It was Errol's autobiography, and he had wanted the story printed just as he had written it — bluntly and accurately. "I've been working on that stupid book a whole year," Errol complained. "I've gathered the material since I was six. It just gives me prostration to see what those stupid publishers did to the parts about sex." One reporter who interviewed Errol in the hospital asked him about a poem he had written which gave title to the book. Errol smiled and said he would recite it. It went like this: Come, all you young men, with your wicked, wicked ways. Sow all your wild, wild oats in your younger days, So that you may be happy when you grow old. Later, when the reporter wrote the interview, he commented: "By those standards, the poem was written by a happy, happy man." "How right that reporter was!" said Beverly. "Errol was a very happy man. He was like someone who had just taken out a new lease on life. I don't want to seem presumptuous and say it was all on account of me. But I do think I had a little something to do with Errol's happiness — new-found happiness, you might say." The months that followed after Errol got out of the hospital continued to be heavenly ones for Beverly. "Errol filled my life with the love that had eluded me so long. And he kept me laughing. He was so unpredictable. "Errol loved children and animals. We talked about children as something that would come in the future — when we were married and had gone to live in the fabulous house Errol planned to build in Jamaica. "But animals were something Errol and Want to Get Rid of Dark or Discolored Skin, mirr\ Freckles, Skin Spots?] ■ Famous Mercolized Wax Cream W 7 NIGHT PLAN Lightens ^ C f Beautifies Skin While You Sleep ' % .lu-t fnllmi amazinc Mer.-..i, Wat * Cream 7 NIGH L PL AN to a whiter, softer, . M lovelier skin. Smooth rich, luxurious) Mer wr colized Wax Cream on your face or arms lySfflK^r*' M just before retiring each night for one week. You'll begin to see results almost L'Shtensd3(k I skin and ugh (spots almost lightens d blotches, spots, freckle magic! 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