The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

our current heart-throb, Virginia Bruce, the other evening. But, far be it from us to cast aspirin at Hollywood's most Perfect Romance. We still think thar's wedding bells in the offing for Mary and Dick. • r7~'HIS ought to kill you . . . -* Stopped by a motorcycle cop for speeding in her brand new car, Sally Eilers handed over her driver's license ivithout even arguing and waited patiently while the minion of the law fumbled in half a dozen pockets for a pencil. There ivas no pencil. So the nervy guy asked Sally for the loan of hers! Very sweetly, Miss Eilers informed him that she never carried a pencil, and that should have been that. But, when the stubborn cop stepped out in the street to flag other drivers in his Pursuit of a Pencil, Sally gave up, lianded him her eye-brow pencil — and thus was the ticket inscribed! CO, what do you think? With Pat ^ O'Brien away on location, the missus is going places with your favorite comedian, Edward Everett Horton ! ! Tck, Tck! That is, tck, tck, until we laid eyes on a notarized affidavit, sent by Pat to whom it may concern, and stating that it's his own idea to keep the little woman from getting lonesome ! • THE night before Fred Keating went to the hospital for a major operation, his business manager thought it might be a good idea to take the lad's mind off the coming ordeal. So, they played double solitaire at one buck per game. Fred beat his business boss seven games, hand-running, and, whether it was the Scotch in him, or just a followup on the original idea, the manager didn't pay off. Anyhow, Fred was carted into the operating room still yelling for his seven bucks, and nothing but a good stiff anesthetic could shut him up! TJ/rHEN Fritz Leiber was the headline attraction in a Shakespearian road show, nine-year-old Paid Kelly was getting the seat of his Sunday pants warmed for boring holes in the scenery {of the same troupe) with an auger out of the tool chest Lieber had given him for Christmas! So when Fritz came to Hollywood, he and Paul got together and did a flock of plain and fancy reminiscing. They visited the Hollywood Bowl, and, to get a rough idea of the acoustic properties of the place, Leiber climbed up on the platform, directed Kelly to the last row of seats, and orated: "To be, or not to be . . .!" to practically empty space! Incidentally , when the Kellys' new English maid spied a profile photo of Paul on her mistress's dressing table she let out a whoop and screeched: "O-ooo-oo . . . the Prince of Wales!" So while Paul's standing there, not knowing whether to register joy or sorrow, Tizzie scoops up another front view picture (same guy) and carries it off, muttering something about "it h'ain't fitten, it h'ain't, for a h'ordinary 'uman to be a-settin' right next to 'is Royal 'ighness!!" XJITTEN by the racing bug (as who of us out here hasn't been?) Joan Bennett shopped around and bought herself a neat looking plug by the name of "Rattle Brain." It was the baby's very first race, and in the line-up at the post, "Rattle Brain" looked as good as any of 'em. But, by the lime it was all over, the jockey's gray and American Beauty blouse, sash and cap were a California-dried-mud color, and "Rattle Brain" had more dust in its eyes than any other horse on the track! (GEORGE BREAKSTONE, another ^-* young English boy who is finding success in Hollywood, is getting tired of making people cry. He has always played little boys who get sick and die. "Gee, if I could just make 'em laugh, Nemo!" he says. As a birthday present, George's mother gave the kid a ten-dollar bill. "What are you going to do with all that dough?" we wanted to know. "Load up on ice cream and candy? Buy marbles? Or an air gun?" "Heck, no!" he snorted. "That's sissy stuff! I'm gonna put this away and keep on saving 'til I've got enough to get a real Colt automatic!" Here come the British again! • DEN ALEXANDER tells us a good ■*-* one on those two happy newlyweds, Lew Ayres and Ginger Rogers. Shortly after the wedding, the kids purchased a ranch. It was a swell ranch, and, in spite of the fact that they found themselves saddled with a squatter, an old fellow who had moved in and refused to move out, they went ahead with their plans to redecorate the place. While waiting for the ranch to be fixed up, Lew and Ginger took a house in Beverly Hills. With that domestic appreciation of a grate fire, Lew se?it his chauffeur out to get a load of wood, and the wood the fellow brought back was of such a superior grade that Lew didn't mind paying three prices for it. One foggy day when the chauffeur started out for another load of fuel, Lew decided to trek along, just for the ride. So, what do you think? So off they drove, straight to Lew's very own ranch! And was the bridegroom perturbed to find out that he'd not only been burning his own wood, but paying a good stiff price for it. • THREE cheers for that swell trouper, Billie Burke! When she was appearing on the stage of the El Capital, some children sent their autograph books back-stage to be signed. One youngster tucked a little note in her's, that read: "My mother says you have freckles and don't mind. Is this true? I have freckles." Miss Burke wrote back — "Yes, my dear, I have freckles and don't mind a bit. I am sure God knows what suits each person best. Wear your freckles proudly, child." • JVTED SPARKS was showing Arline ■*■ * . Judge an old photograph of the mining camp where he once lived for six months. "What's the idea of that sign on your tent . . . 'Hide Park'?" she asked. "Well," Ned explained sourly, "after I stayed in that tent one night, I realized that the Mexicans must have been using my camping site to park all their trash. And, from the aroma, I figured it couldn't be anything but old hides!" • X X 7"E dropped in at Sardi's around » » lunch time in the hope of snagging a few bits of gossip between sips at onion soup. Well, it must have been the maid's day off. Or a convention of the Ladies' Uplift Society. Anyway, the place was over-run with whooping females, and the only star in the place was Franchot Tone, looking forlornly as though he'd rather be home. AT AT PENDLETON swears to it and, -I V for gosh sake, who are we to go around arguing with guys his size? Some time ago, Nat had two pets, a white rat and a duck, who got along just dandy in the same pen until the unhappy day when ducky-wucky mistook rattywatty's tail for a nice juicy worm. Probably figuring that it was a new game or (Please turn to page 68) Sensational "Bite-Test" Exposes GRITTY FACE POWDERS! "I Dropped the Box, I was so Horrified", Writes One Woman! BEHIND many a case of sore and irritated skin, behind many a case of dry and coarse skin, lies gritty face powder! That face powder that looks so smooth to your eye and feels so smooth to your skin, it may be full of grit — tiny, sharp particles that are invisible to the eye but instantly detectable to the teeth. You can't go on rubbing a gritty face powder into your skin without paying for it in some way. Maybe some of the blemishes with which you are wrestling now are due to nothing less than a gritty face powder. Find out! Ascertain whether the powder you arenowusing isgrit-free or not. Make This Telling Test! Take a pinch of your powder and place it between your front teeth. Bring your teeth down on it and grind firmly. If there is any trace of grit in the powder it will be as instantly detectable as sand in spinach. More than a million women have made this test in the past year as advised by Lady Esther. And thousands of them have written in in righteous indignation over their findings. One woman was so horrified, she dropped the powder, box and all, on the floor ! There is one face powder you can be sure contains no grit. That is Lady Esther Face Powder. But satisfy yourself as to that — and at Lady Esther's expense! Your name and address will bring you a liberal supply of all five shades of Lady Esther Face Powder. Put it to the "bite-test". Let your teeth convince you that it is absolutely grit-free, the smoothest powder ever touched to cheek. Make Shade Test, Too! When you receive the five shades of Lady Esther Face Powder try them all for shade, too. Did you know that the wrong shade of face powder can make you look five to ten years older? Ask any stage director. He will tell you that one type of woman has to have one light while another has to have another or else each will look years older. The same holds for face powder shades. One of five shades is the perfect shade for every woman. Lady Esther offers you the five shades for you to find out which is the one for you! Mail the coupon now for the five shades of Lady Esther Face Powder. Lady Esther, Evanston, 111. r |free| /;? ) I (You Can Paste This on Penny Postcard) LADY ESTHER, 2020 Ridge Ave. Evanston, 111. (12J I want to make the "bite-test" and the shade test. Please send me all five shades of Lady Esther Face Powder postpaid and free. NAME ADDRESS.. CITY... STATE.. L< (I/you live in Canada, write Lady Esther, Toronto, Ont.J The New Movie Magazine, May, 1935 67