The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

A TRUE STORY about JOHN ROY REID Awarded highest score out of 600 babies competing in Oklahoma State Fair's "Health Clinic" . . . Simple health aid he uses regularly described by mother. Any parent can easily imagine howthrilled a mother is when her child earns the highest score for health in competition with over 600 babies. In the case of John Roy Reid, the winning of a health award at 23 months of age must have been especially gratifying to his mother, Mrs. J. R. Reid, 1441 West 48th Street, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Only fourteen months before entering the State Fair "Health Clinic" competition, John Roy was subject to habitual constipation, an ailment certainly not conducive to glowing health then or in the future. Mrs. Reid made a simple decision, one that proved of immediate and lasting benefit to her child. Now very active and over two years old, John Roy still uses the simple health aid mentioned by his mother in her letter below: "It gives me great pleasure to recommend Nujol, especially for children. "My little boy was weaned at nine months and developed an acute aversion for liquids. Due to the small amount that he consumed, he was habitually constipated. "Daily use of Nujol quickly cleared this up, and at 23 months of age, out of over 600 babies competing in a 'Health Clinic' at the Oklahoma State Fair, John Roy made the highest score. "Am enclosing a picture of him. He is now 26 months old and although very active, still finds Nujol to be one of his greatest aids to perfect health." Nujol, "regular as clockwork," now comes in two forms, plain Nujol and Cream of Nujol, the latter flavored and often preferred by children. You can get it at any drug store. What is your Nujol story? If you have been using Nujol for ten years or more, if you are bringing up your children on it, tell us. Address Stanco Incorporated, Dept. 192, 2 Park Ave., New York City. Copr. 1935, Stanco Inc. How Fatherhood Softened E. G. Robinson {Continued from page IS) how, it completes your existence. It gives a different meaning to everything. You see life unfolding right before your eyes, in that tiny little body. Why, in a single year, what was a squalling, pink bundle in a blanket has developed into a person — a personality ! You see yourself, born again as a child and growing toward maturity. Development goes on at such a terrific pace during those first two years! 'Maybe I was that cute, when I was his age,' you say to vourself." r\0 you know Eddie's love story? It's *-^ unusual. By tradition, in his family, the sons stay at home until they marry. Well after the age when most boys leave home, Eddie lived on with his father and mother. He was trying to make a name for himself on the stage in New York. He was well into his thirties when, feeling that it was unfair to his parents to be away for months at a time and then drop in on them like a traveling salesman, he finally took a small bachelor apartment for himself. "A bachelor apartment! They're dangerous things to have, these bachelor apartments," warned his friends smiling. "The first thing you know, Eddie, you're going to find yourself married." Instead of getting himself a wife, though, Eddie got himself a piano and began to study music. That would take care of that risk — or so he thought. But no sooner had he gotten expert enough, in his musical accomplishment, to finger his way through a piece called "Grandma's Minuet," than in walked his future wife! It was evening. He had asked a few of his friends in. They came, and with them a girl wearing what Eddie still calls "a heavenly white evening gown." The* gown had flowers painted on it, and the girl was Gladys Lloyd, an actress. It was love at first sight; he knew that. "I knew I was interested in her above every other person in the world," he says. As the evening progressed, he tried to tell himself that he just liked her because she was so gay, so wholesome, so fresh. But he knew. He was in love. He couldn't work up his courage to the point of telephoning her for four days. Then he called her. "Why," she exclaimed , "I was just picking up the phone to call you." She came to see a matinee of his play, "The Firebrand," in which he wore tights. His face might not win any beauty prizes, she decided, but he had the best-looking pair of legs she had ever seen on a man. (She told him so. embarrassing him nearly to death.) Then she insisted upon dropping in at his apartment every now and then and cleaning out his ice box. Sweeping up and getting down on her hands and knees with a brush, soap, and scalding hot water. "Maids can't clean them the way I can!" she said grimly. 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To this day only four people in the world, including themselves and the lawyer friend who stood up for them, know the name of the town in which the ceremony was performed. "For six years," Eddie says, "we didn't let ourselves consider the possibility of a baby. We felt we had no right to have a child until we knew that we could provide for it, and give it a fair chance in life." They waited. Meanwhile, Eddie's career was developing rapidly. He was a success on the stage, and he had his first experience with the movies. They saved their money. And one day Mrs. Robinson made the decision. The way she told Eddie of it is one of the sweetest things you have ever heard. He was sitting reading. She came into the room and laid her hand gently on his shoulder. "Eddie — " she said tremulously. "Yes, dear?" He looked up. "I — I'm going to give you a present." "A present?" he asked. "What is it, Gladys?" "A son." And it was a son, too. Call it feminine intuition, if you like, but a son it was. The baby's advent was anything but easy. Eddie could afford the finest doctors, the best of attention, but something went wrong, and none of the doctors could say what it was. The x-ray, usually so infallible, gave conflicting reports. "Risky or not, we'll have to wait ten more days," they said. The ten days passed. "We still don't know," the doctor told Eddie then. "We're afraid we're going to have to operate." "You still don't think the child is well developed?" asked Eddie. "No." "How much do you think it will weigh when it's born?" "Possibly five or six pounds. Closer to five." When they wheeled Gladys into the operating room, with its gleaming white walls and its steaming sterilizers full of shining instruments, the bottom fell out of the world for Eddie. "Save her," he gasped, his voice hoarse. "I don't care what else happens, but save her!" "But no matter what you have to go through," Mrs. Robinson says, today — "no matter what the risk, it's worth it. To any woman who may have the slightest doubt remaining in her mind, as to whether she wants a baby or not, I say, 'Go ahead. You will never regret it, no matter what happens ! ' ' And of course it was then — then, in that first rapturous moment when the nurse said, "Here is your son, Mr. Robinson," and handed him the pink, squirming bundle wrapped in a blanket — that Little Caesar was tamed. He had always sworn he would never have a home. A home to anybody in the theater was only a handicap. What with constant traveling, and the ever-present chance of being out of work, it was an actual danger, a hostage to fortune. . . . Hardly a week after the baby was born, he bought a gorgeous home in Beverly Hills. He was a father now. Babies weren't meant to live in apartments. A baby had to have a home. Eddie is still a little shy about speaking of this house which he has bought for the baby. "It was fun to fix it up," he says. But the real reason shines out of his eyes when he adds: "And then, 64 The New Movie Magazine, April, 1935