Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1959)

THE BRIDE CRIED I Continued from page 47 of them went up the steps and knocked at the door. The other — an attractive woman in a blue dress, close-fitting white-feathered hat, with a blue-gray mink stole over her shoulders — stopped for a second and also looked up at the heavens. She waved at the two chauffeurs who had parked the limousines across the street, making broad pantomimic gestures as if to say, “See, the sun’s out. In London during the rainy season that’s a miracle, a good omen.” Then she disappeared into Caxton Hall. I Inside the building, she blinked her eyes to get accustomed to the darkness. The long hall leading to the registry office was dimly lit — this was the first time it was open on Sunday in many years. Her friend, the woman who had entered the building just before her, appeared out of the gloom, took her arm, said, “This way, Ingrid,” and guided her down the corridor. At a door marked Registry Office they stopped. Through the glazed pane they could see blurred shadows and over the transom came the indistinct fuzzing of male voices. Ingrid took a compact from her small purse and daubed at her cheek with a powder puff. Satisfied, she reached to open the door. “Wait,” said her friend. “Do you have something borrowed with you?” “Why, no,” Ingrid answered. Her friend took out a handkerchief and slipped it into Ingrid’s pocketbook, saying, “I took it along because I know I’m going to cry.” The registry door opened and the goodlooking man in the dark gray suit stood in the doorway. “I saw your shadows there,” he said, “and I thought you might be photographers. But it seems we may have given them the slip.” “Lars,” Ingrid answered, “I feel like we’re all playing in one of those spy movies. The reporters and photographers are enemy agents, and we’re . . .” Lars Schmidt interrupted, “. . . and we’re holding up the Superintendent Registrar who was kind enough to open up this office on Sunday just for us.” Lars introduced Ingrid to the official who shook her hand and then said, “All the forms have been filled out. All you have to do is sign your name here, and have your witness sign on this line below.” Lars gave her a fountain pen and she wrote her name at the bottom of the , form: Ingrid Bergman. Then her friend signed her own name. And the ceremony began. As the Superintendent Registrar read £\ the age-old ceremony, a little sunlight filtered through the windows of the registry room and warmed the plain office. When Lars Schmidt put a simple gold band on the third finger of Ingrid Bergman’s left hand, the ring glinted and gleamed as the sun touched it. And while the Superintendent Registrar was saying the final words of the ceremony — . . and so on this twenty-first day of December. 1958, I hereby pronounce you man and wife” — light really blazed. Only this time it wasn’t the sun. It was flash bulbs going off in rapid succession. A photographer had sneaked into the office and was snapping pictures. For a moment, Lars and Ingrid ignored him as they kissed and embraced. Then Lars said, “The enemy agent has arrived.” “What shall we do?” Ingrid asked. “Let’s smile for him,” Lars answered. “After all, he did get up early in the morning . . . and on Sunday, too.” The wedding party left the registry office * NOT AN ANILINE DYE! *1 APPLICATION LASTS 4 TO 5 WEEKS! Takes just seconds to apply . . . stays on 4 to 5 weeks! "Dark-Eyes” is the perfect way to make eyelashes and brows completely natural looking . . . and it will not harden or break them. "Dark-Eyes” is NOT A MASCARA! Will not stick to eyelash curler. Eliminates the bother of daily eye make-up. It is PERMANENT, SWIMPROOF, SMUDGEPROOF, TEARPROOF and SMEARPROOF! 25* SEND TODAY FOR TRIAL SIZE. NO DELAY. ..your trial order shipped , * in 24 hours! . • PERMANENT DARKENER FOR LASHES AND BROWS for the hairs to which applied $1.25 (plus tax) at leading drug, dept, and variety chain stores Our 25th Year! “DARK-EYES” COMPANY, Dept. P-4 9 3319 W. Carroll Ave./ Chicago 24, III. I enclose 25< (coin or stamps— tax included) for TRIAL SIZE pkg. of "Dark-Eyes” with directions. check shade O Light Brown O Brown O Black Name I Town_ _State_ shave lady? don’t do it! Cream hair away the beautiful way... with new baby-pink, sweet-smelling Neet — you'll never have a trace of nasty razor stubble! Always to neaten underarms, everytimc to smooth legs to new smoother beauty, and next time for that faint downy fuzz on the face, why not consider Neet? Goes down deep where no razor can reach to cream hair away the beautiful way. p 91