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Write today: Popular Club Plan, Dept.G907, Lynbrook, N.Y. ■ Popular Club Plan, Dept. G907, Lynbrook, N. Y. I Send Big FREE 276-Page FULL-COLOR Catalog i 90 Name , , Address City ; Zone State.. DONNA DOUGLAS (Continued from page 32) just couldn't answer those things he was asking me! So I told him, 'Your job doesn't mean that much to me.' "And I got up to leave. But before I went out the door, he called me back. " 'You just got the job,' he said." The city girls who preceded her may have resented the questions every bit as much as she did — but they'd been too "smart" to say so. Does it take a country girl like Donna to recognize that, if you want honesty from people, you have to be honest yourself? "Being sincere," says Donna, "is one of the most important things in the world. If you're sincere, you can see through people who aren't. Sometimes when I meet a boy out here, he has the wrong idea about me at first. "This doesn't happen often, but it does occasionally. A boy may ask me to go out with him because he thinks I don't know very much and he'll have an advantage. But I tell him, 'You and I just don't think alike about things.' And that takes care of him. "I tell you," she adds confidentially, "in most situations, the girl controls the outcome. Men aren't pushy unless a girl is undecided in herself about how she wants to be treated." Being honest and sincere obviously doesn't mean a country girl can't flirt. Any daughter of Eve knows how to do that! And what can be more flirtatious — or flattering — than a warm, outgoing interest in other people? (And isn't it natural that people of the opposite sex are always more interesting?) Life with the birds and bees Before Elly May Clampett was even born on TV, Donna Douglas was learning how to handle men in the fun-filled, rough-and-tumble summers on her grandfather's farm near Baywood, Louisiana. Baywood's where Donna was born — she was Doris Smith in those days and had an older brother and several cousins, all boys. "I was the only girl on either side of my family," she grins. "My brother and cousins simply accepted me as I was and treated me just like another boy. Why, I was a pitcher on the boys' softball team for so long, I was fourteen before I found out there was a girls' team! And once I was the high scorer in a basketball game, with 34 points. "I was a tomboy, all right. See this scar?" Donna extends a small hand proudly. "I had my hand on a stump where one of my cousins was chopping. 'You'd better move your finger,' he warned me, but I wasn't fast enough. He got me — chop, chop — right here!" But, most of the time, she and the boys were climbing trees, swinging on vines, riding, hunting, fishing, taking a dip in the ol' swimmin' hole. Or helping out with the farm chores, such as milking the cows and feeding the pigs. They weren't hillbillies, of course, but they reveled in the semi-wild free dom of outdoor life and were a closeknit little clan who lovingly trusted each other and the goodness of nature. This trust is something Donna never lost, even after she discovered she was really a girl and stopped playing baseball and football to root the boys on from the sidelines, as one of the cutest high-school cheerleaders ever. Or even after her teen-age beauty won her the titles Miss Baton Rouge and Miss New Orleans and led her to seek a career as model and actress in New York — where the allegedly blase (but plumb bowled-over) big-city reporters promptly named her Miss Byline and gave her a crown which she wore on the Ed Sullivan show! Today, Donna shows her affection for TV's Clampett tribe just as naturally and warmly as she accepted her own childhood clan. "Hello, Granny," she beams, as she drops into Irene Ryan's lap and gives her a bear-hug. Granny is sitting in front of the Clampetts' Beverly Hills mansion (or that part of the set which represents this imposing facade), watching expensively-dressed performers portray the Hillbillies' elegant but conniving neighbors for the TV camera. How to trap wolves Everybody knows the Clampetts will come out ahead of the city slickers — no matter how elegantly they connive — because these simple country folk are protected by their native goodness. (Wasn't it the late W. C. Fields who said, "You can't cheat an honest man?") "These people aren't pretentious," says Donna, fondly, of her TV kin, "because they don't have to be. They are so kind and decent, they don't have to pretend to be something else. Anyone who's seen the show knows it doesn't make fun of uneducated country people. It's really a compliment to them, the way the Clampetts always win over the people who try to outsmart them." Seemingly unaware that she's just described the unsophisticated secret of her own success at winning friends and outsmarting wolves in Ivy League clothing, she jumps off Granny's lap and romps into the Hillbillies' ultramodern makebelieve kitchen. "Isn't it pretty?" she beams, as enthusiastically as though everything in the sound-stage mansion is for real. She chatters away, happy as a jaybird, but never lights in one place long enough for any formal kind of interview. Donna not only doesn't stick to the subject. She's apt to answer a totally different question from the one she's being asked. Does she actually know how effective this tactic can be? Well, whether she does it consciously or unconsciously, you somehow find yourself not minding a bit. And it's a dodge that works — particularly, when it comes to outfoxing some elegantly conniving male who seeks personal data for his datebook! What red-blooded man could resist following Donna wherever her enthusiasm might lead, when she looks up at him with wide-eyed innocence — and