Movie Classic (Apr-Aug 1932)

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GREYHOUND PACIFIC-GREYHOUND PICKWICK-GREYHOUND NORTHLAND-GREYHOUND SOUTHLAND -GREYHOUND ATLANTIC -GREYHOUND SOUTHEASTERN GREYHOUN D DIXIE-GREYHOUND E ASTE RN-G REYH OU N D CAPITOL-GREYHOUND RICHMOND -GREYHOUND CANADIAN -GREYHOUND GREYHOUND Greyhound Travel Bureau, East 9th Stteet and Superior Ave. .Cleveland, O.: Please mail meyour full-color pictorial booklet "Down the Highway". . . also Vacation folder describing trips to: Three Long Cheers For Arline Judge (Continued from page 52) Name Address 64 „MC6 When Her Fun Began COLLEGE life hit Arline when she was "going on sixteen" after a comparatively mild childhood spent in Bridgeport, Connecticut. At the aforementioned age, Arline's parents entered her in the IVsuline Academy, a finishing school in New York City. And then the fun began. "It was during the football season and a schoolmate of mine knew some of the boys at West Point who were in town to cheer on their team against Notre Dame. I had had a date with a nice little fellow from my hometown to attend the big event, but two days before the game he was stricken with the measles and had to return home. It nearly broke me up. Not that I cared so much for him — but I hated to miss the game. My girl-friend kept telling me to stop crying. She said she would fix up a blind date with a West Point cadet who was a friend of her friend. " I'll never forget the emotions of that first blind date. Any girl who has ever had one (and who hasn't?) knows what I'm talking about. You set out for the meeting one degree short of a nervous breakdown, wondering what you are going to draw in your Surprise Package. You harbor a pathetic hope that the L'nseen Number will turn out to be a cross between your favorite movie actor and Bing Crosby, but you've a low down hunch he will be simple-minded and near-sighted. "When the boys called for us the day' of the game, 1 had to force myself to keep from walking into the room with my eyes shut (to ward off the blow as long as possible). But accidents will happen, even when it comes to blind dates. There stood my Big Moment, the best-looking boy 1 have ever seen. His name was, and is, Hugh Warner Stevenson. For two years I was madly in love with him. And She Says She Was "True"! WE WROTE each other daily after that first meeting. I lost all interest in school. I would ditch any class any time to hop up to West Point to see my secret sorrow. What letters we wrote! I still have his. Wonder if he has mine? "Though I was really true to the Army," laughs Arline, "I couldn't help being interested in other collegians. Once, when Hugh and I had a little quarrel, I accepted an invitation to a prom dance at Washington and Lee University in Lexington, Yirginia. It was Dick Franklin who asked me (my mother's favorite among my beaux), but it was Jack Thorington who nearly cut out Hugh in my affections. What a number he was, and what a wonderful time we had together. Incidentally, I've had several letters from him since the release of 'Are These Our Children?' recalling the good times we had together and wishing me well in my marriage and my career." I ask Arline if Thorington was a football player. They are supposed to wreak so much havoc among the fair co-eds. But she shakes her towsled head. "I never went in much for football players. Most of them bend backward with conceit — and then they can't date a girl very much. Training and all that sort of thing. They have to be in bed at ten o'clock — and little Arline was usually just getting going good at that time. I did, however, have one week-end date at West Point with 'Red' Cagle. He was a nice, quiet kid — and I don't think he was particularly interested in me, or any other girl. "You remember, it later came out that Red had been secretly married for some time and it caused an awful fuss when it was discovered. ' Red ' and I spent our entire time at the week-end dance consuming innumerable dishes of ice cream and trying to stir up a little mutually interesting conversation. I never saw him after that except on the football field. And what a player he was ! So She Became an Actress I GUESS I just about put the finishing touches on my own finishing school career, when I decided to ditch my first year finals and go up to West Point to see my beloved Hugh graduated. I had a whole book of round-trip tickets to West Point — and exactly twenty-five cents in my pocket. It was a glorious day — Hugh looked wonderful in his cadet uniform and I was so proud of him. "Immediately after the exercises, he had to catch a train for home and I remember we clung to each other on the platform, swearing eternal devotion. I suppose I cried — I know I felt terribly dramatic. It was then that I made up my mind I was not going back to school — ever. I was too upset. I was going on the stage or something, where I could forget our 'cruel' separation. "Kids are funny," Arline philosophized, "Hugh was no more than out of sight than I began to smile at another cute cadet I knew, Roger Moore. We chatted flirtatiously a couple of moments and Cadet Moore said he was driving back to New 'S ork. He asked if I wanted to ride along in his Ford. "We stopped along the way and I sent my mother a wire that I was not going back to school and begged her not to be worried. I told her I knew the parents of several of the girls I had met at school and I was sure 1 could stay with one of my friends at her home until I could get started on the stage. Sure enough, I did make my home for a week or two with the family of one of my friends. Her Mother Couldn't Object MOTHER sent me money and wrote that she knew I was not serious about my schooling and that I might as well try my luck at the stage if I thought I had an opportunity. "While I had been attending Ursuline Academy, I had been taking dancing lessons from Jack Donahue. When I put my ambitions before him, he said he thought I had a chance to make a go of it on the stage. He got me a short vaudeville contract, a two-months stock engagement, and it was through his influence that I finally landed back on Broadway in Ruth Selwyn's 'NineFifteen Revue.' Harry Carroll saw the show and, when it closed, offered me a job in his Revue. We were on the road for three months. "When I returned to Broadway, I did a specialty number in 'The Second Little Show' and I guess somebody important from RKO must have seen, and liked, my little number because I was offered a contract to come to Hollywood. "Yes, it makes me a little dizzy to think how quickly things have happened to me. Just three short years ago, I was hopping to college proms and suffering through schoolgirl infatuations. Wesley" (surely you know by now that Wesley means Arline's husband and director) "gets an awful kick out of looking at my collection of fraternity pins and rings and so forth. He says I was too fickle to have been so popular. If he had been one of the collegians he swears he would have shot me! I'm glad I didn't marry a collegian — as cute as they are, they are so hol-cha!" You, too, Arline. . . .