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on the stage I wanted to know where she was. And I said to the people : "You know, my auntie's out there with you." But of course I couldn't see her, the theatre being dark and Cis rather small, though she imagines she's not and always thinks she must lose about two ounces. So she goes without breakfast and she goes without lunch and by dinner time she's so hungry that she eats it all up and nearly has mine as well.
But coming back to the theatre, I called : "Cis darling, where are you?" But she didn't answer, not even the second time. Then my uncle whispered from the wings : "She's all right Freddie." So I said: "Well, she may be a little bit bashful," and I blew her a kiss and went on with the personal appearance.
Then there's another personal appearance I shall never forget, because it made such a vivid impression on my mind, only perhaps I shouldn't call it a personal appearance, as it didn't happen in a theatre but the Hollywood Bowl where they play beautiful concerts. The end of the concert arrived, and three men walked out with the American flag, and then they played the Star Spangled Banner, which is the same to this country as God Save the King is to England. Then I went out to say a few words, and Dr. Schelling held me up to the microphone, as it was too tall for me. And suddenly I saw the star spangled banner floating over my head, and it seemed a sort of symptom of all the kindness people had rained on me in America, and I felt I loved it dearly.
So I said : "I feel so proud to be standing under the American flag — " though, come to think of it, I wasn't really stand
ing at all on account of being too short and my legs were twined around the leg of the microphone, but that didn't occur to me at the time. So I said : "I feel so proud to be standing under the American flag. I love it almost as much as I love my Union Jack."
There are many American things I love, besides the star-spangled banner, only I can't give you a list because it would be far to long. Chewing gum is one and cowboys and various expressions like "Hot dog" and "Oh, boy" and "Scram." I adore "Scram." I don't know why. I like it. We don't have it in England.
That's one reason I particularly enjoy my new picture, Professional Soldier, because I'm a boy king and Victor McLagen kidnaps me and takes me to America, where I have a chance to play baseball and use numerous slang expressions. He thinks I'm a grownup king, and we're both equally surprised when we see each other, and I ask him: "Are you Dillinger?" I like that too. "Are you Dillinger?" But of course he isn't, but much nicer, and on seeing that I'm only a boy king, the nobler nature within him stirs and he becomes gentle instead of ferocious, and decides not to take me. But the boy king insists, because he likes the idea of being kidnapped. Quite a jolly story, isn't it?
Well, that's as far as I've gone in my life, so there's nothing more to relate. Only if you're putting it in a paper, will you put something in for me? Because I'd like to thank all my friends for all the letters they send me and the lovely mementums. And I'd like to tell them I'm very happy indeed and wish them the same.
Here's A Continental Close-Up of Charles Boyer
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his English failed and with descriptive gestures he showed me what Ruth had taken up. It was aviation.
"Before starting the film we went with the director to Vienna, Budapest, the Tyrol and Venice. At Venice and Meyerling we lingered to absorb all the atmosphere we could for the film. Of course it's quite different from the Imperial days in which our film is laid. Still it was wonderfully interesting. Neither my wife nor I had been in that part of Europe so we had a sort of honeymoon trip. The wine gardens of Vienna are divine.
"When we started the film my wife went to the country with my mother. My mother speaks no English. When they returned I was surprised at Pat's flow of French. That is what necessity will do, yes? I'm working so hard I see very little of her so she goes with a lot of my French friends, consequently her French is improving constantly. She will soon insist on talking French with me, I fear !
"We saw Maurice Chevalier the other night at the Casino. He seems more popular than ever with the French. He was grand."
I happened to be at the Casino that same night and on watching Boyer and his wife I marked how he enjoyed the show and his pleasure at Maurice's success. Though Chevalier may have slipped in America he still has Paris at his feet.
All of this chatting was at odd times between scenes of Hapsburg splendor and been garden frolics. An orchestra continually played old Vienna waltzes and I lingered on charmed by it all. Soon it ended and with a bump we were in modern Paris.
Right after our Paris reporter interviewed Charles Boyer, the star and his wife sailed for New York. Above, their arrival. Hollywood next stop!