Motion Picture Classic (Jul-Dec 1930)

H^" Forgq He Was Ronali Colmar Found At Last A Place Where N One Cared W h He Was By ROBERT FENDE I RECENTLY had the good \m to study Ronald Cohnan at tlos but not too close, range. Now can feel with Mr. and Mr Martin Johnson, when they retur from the tropic fastnesses with a secre or two about the wild things. M eyes still shine with the wonder I hav witnessed. I am still impressed wit the honor unsuspectingly visited upo me. I continue to tremble, although i has been over these many days. L me tell you about it. There is a little inn on the Californi coast half-way between San Franciscc and Los Angeles, which was mad especially for the world-weary. Celeb rities go there to get away from thei celebrity, for in that country no one knows or cares whether you are ex President Coolidge or the Great Horn Spoon. Besides these, others like my self, who like breakfast in bed, luncheon beside the Pacific, and dinner before open pine fires, also go there. We are not supposed to get excited when seated at the same table with the gods. But some of us do. One morning — I think it was right after old Mr. Weeks had taken the only newspaper with him to his room, leaving the rest of us stranded — a dark young somebody, wearing a cap and trench coat, registered and was shown {Continued on page 85) 52