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The "Farmer" Takes
SCREENLAND
a House
young actor keeps house in his newly-acquired home.
Driving up the curving roadway to the entrance, I saw Henry leaning against a tree waiting for me and he looked so like David, in "Way Down East," that it gave me a start. He laughed when I told him this and confessed that he hated to dress up and whenever he can he enjoys the informality of sweaters, open-neck shirts, and old loose trousers. There's an alertness, however, a swing of eager youth about the young body under these sagging garments that makes you realize he is a person that really counts, someone who has things to do and places to go !
The quaint Mexican farmhouse, flooded with the afternoon's warm sunshine, has an air of quiet leisure and substantial comfort that is just the right setting for Henry. I couldn't picture him against a frivolous, an ornate, nor an exotic background. He is too real, too
sincere himself, to have any »i»iitra^r".;. companionship with artificiality.
He says it was Son, his police puppy, a gift from Shirley Ross, that was responsible for his domestic ur?e. One can well
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imagine that a small apartment and a frolicsome dog wouldn't prove very congenial ; and so
His police puppy — Shirley Ross' gift — was responsible for his domestic urge, Henry says. At top, a general exterior view of the house, with young Mr. Fonda seen in the foreground. Upper left, the terraced garden with tennis court. Left, Henry's bedroom, severely masculine. And below, the playroom.
HENRY FONDA has a house far off the beaten path, up among the high hills in Brentwood. It sets back from the road and is a rambling Mexican farmhouse type of architecture, with a row of old pepper trees across the front that makes it look as if it had been there since California began.
For a number of weeks, Henry had been on location making out-door scenes for Walter Wanger's naturalcolor film, "The Trail of the Lonesome Pine." Then, one Saturday, after he had annexed a very black eye in a screen fight, and been sent home to nurse it back to normal, I visited him to find out just how this popular