Screenland (Nov 1935-Apr 1936)

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December 19 3 5 85 Lily Pons looks over, and a little fondly It seems -to us, the shoes she wears in her first picture, in which she sings, acts, and dances too. end, Trinity Church at the other, and really see New York. Pat's wife was playing in a company with Frank, long before Pat met her. You see what a close family this really is ; all of them have known each other for years. Frank says his own wife was the local girl who played fifth business in a Hartford company, and that's where he met her. He has known Kibbee since he was a boy — that is, Frank was a sixteen-year-old stage manager of a company in which Kibbee was the character man. He says Kibbee tries awfully hard to sell them on the out-door life, hunting, fishing, and golfing— but they are tough to sell. "We don't all do the same things, in our work or out of it. We would be pretty monotonous to each other if we did. Pat likes to play hand-ball and amuse the baby and give barbecues best of all. He's about the worst business man in the bunch, he will tell you. I like to carpenter around the house, putting up shelves and things," Frank told me. Hugh Herbert is the picture-stealer in the bunch, but nobody seems to hold it against him. He has just bought five acres out in the Valley with 150 trees, some of them banana trees — ("bananas grow in California, but don't like to," he explains) — and is about to build a house. There is a totem pole out in front of the property, a great mystery, nobody knows who put it there ; but he is going to leave it to help his friends find the place. You see they have to find it, because he's depending on them to build the house. He is laying in a big supply of hammers and saws and kegs of beer, because what good are your friends who brag about their carpentering if they don't prove it ? Hugh Herbert says, further, Thursday is his favorite day in the week because the cook is out and he can mess around the kitchen. So far, he hasn't had the temerity to invite anyone, but he's working up to that. He is the "ad-lib" artist in the group, preferring to think of things on the spur of the moment. "But for heaven's sake, don't get me in wrong with all the writers over here," he begs. As a matter of fact, his part is seldom written in. It's just left up to Herbert. For instance, lines like that one in "We're In the Money" when he starts overboard, and someone asks, "Can you swim ?" Herbert answers "Tell you in a minute" — and jumps. The very strange thing about it all is this — the wives are just as good pals as the husbands ! They have had a sewingclub for three years which meets every week at their various homes. Mary Jenkins, Billie Cagney, Eloise O'Brien, Brownie Kibbee, Dorothy McHugh, and Mrs. Herbert. "All they make," wails Frank, "is baby blankets ! We never get our socks darned." <3£ 'WOM4AT HER ADVANTAGE OVER OTHERS Do you know a woman who is never at a disadvantage, never breaks engagements, never pleads that she is "indisposed," and whose spirits never seem to droop? She is apt to be that eighth woman who has learned to rely on Midol. Eight million women once suffered every month. Had difficult days when they had to save themselves, and favor themselves, or suffer severely. But a million have accepted the relief of Midol. Are you a martyr to "regular" pain? Must you favor yourself, save yourself, on certain days of every month? Midol might change all this. Might have you playing golf. And even if it didn't make you completely comfortable you would receive a measure of relief well worth while! Midol is effective even when the pain has caught you unaware and has reached its height. It's effective for hours, so two tablets should see you through your worst day. And they do not contain any narcotic. You'll find Midol in any drug store — usually right out on the toilet goods counter. Or, a card addressed to Midol, 170 Varick St., New York, will bring a trial box postpaid, plainly wrapped. ALWAYS HERSELF— Nature doesn't keep the eighth woman off the links — or from other strenuous activities. Midol means freedom from the old martyrdom to '■'■regular" pain,