Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1941)

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Her life was so set up that she met few boys and the fact that the few she met fluttered about her like agonized moths did not register to her at all until she was 17 and she met The One. She is too well-bred to tell you his name or much about him, but when she speaks of him at all, it is impossible for her, try as she will, to hide the memory of the emotion he stirred in her. He was her first love, her complete love and she was mad to marry him. He came of a family a little better than hers, but in equally modest circumstances, and she was all for their eloping and trying out love in a cottage, but he was too realistic. She put herself through the awful humiliation of letting him know of such a dream and somehow she lived through having him tell her that love without money was just no good at all and since it seemed inevitable that she would never have any money, he really could not consider marrying her. Now she is grateful to him for the cruelty that kept her from drifting into that uncertain domestic backwater and being undoubtedly very unhappy, since he obviously had so little capacity for love. But at 17 her love agony was almost unendurable. She had exposed her secret thoughts to another, she had revealed her dreams and she had had those dreams rejected as romantic and foolish. She resolved then to be dead to emotion, this emotion that had betrayed her. If it was money that he wanted, she'd show him. She would go into business and be a startling success. (~) VER the family protests, she began to v-^ to take a secretarial course along with her French and her English literature. She began prowling London, from Limehouse to Hyde Park and from Bloomsbury to the Tower until she knew its streets and its people as well as she knew her mother's house and until she learned, vicariously, a great deal about life. Thus it was that when she was graduated from the University, full of honors and long, leggy young beauty, she made a sufficient impression upon the head of an international advertising agency when she went to apply for a job that she got it, even though she was not a qualified librarian, which was the thing she was supposed to be if she held the job at all. She was an immediate hit in business and an immediate hit with every man in the place. She did work in the library but not, she says, "at the dim top of ladders in a continual atmosphere of dust and cobwebs" but rather at the brisk busy information desk which suddenly ned under a weight of roses, gardenias and even orchids which the men of the stall were always leaving thi i Presently she was making ten pounds a week, which is fifty American dollars. and a vast salary for a girl not yet 20 in London. Life would have been quite ect if she still hadn't wanted to act more than anything else in the world. In her lunch hours and her few holidays, she kept on trying to get into the acting world and kept on failing to make a single dent on it. She called on managers and met their office boys. She wrote managers and heard negatively from their secretaries. She gave "Shakespearean recitals" unavailingly. Then, one unbelievable day, she discovered that the austere head of the advertising agency had a sister who was a real actress in the commercial theater and that that sister was coming to see her brother at the office. ^"""REER met her. Later the actress was V-J to tell her that she was as frightened at meeting a successful young business woman as the successful young business woman was at meeting her. All Greer knew at the time was that here was her chance to meet somebody who might give her a chance to meet somebody who would give her a chance to get into an acting company. And that was what did happen. Through that meeting, she did succeed in eventually getting into the Birmingham Repertory Theater. It meant giving up her job and her ten pounds weekly in exchange for uncertainty and four pounds weekly. It meant turning from being an important young somebody in London to being an abused, unimportant young nobody in Birmingham. But, for once, Miss Greer Garson was not thinking. She threw her cap over the moon, sure of her complete happiness and her absolute success. She was completely forgetting that one persistent boy who had kept on writing to her from his Cambridge days onward and who kept sending her thin volumes of poetry; kept on saying, despite her vigorous denials, that she would someday marry him. She said, loudly, she never would. She said, even more loudly. that from this day on. this day when she became an actress, she would never know another moment's unhappiness. Neither proved true. She did marry that boy; and she was more bitterly, awfully, agonizingly unhappy than she had ever dreamed anybody could be. She was unhappy to that fearful extent that only a person of imagination and feeling can be and what lay ahead of her, for several years, was not glory and gold but agony and poverty and humiliation. You will learn the story of Greer Garson's mari-iage. oj why she made it and why she finally dissolved it. You will learn about how she got into that Birmingham Theater company and the differ things she learned there, and oj how she triumphed and jailed in London, and of the strange things that 'inppciied to her in Hollywood. Watch for next month's installment of "Redheaded Rebel" in Photoplay-Movie M CARTOONISTS EXCHANGE Dfi-i 3V2 Plriunl Hill, Ohio Listen to the man you read! 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