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By Beth Brown
Look for Clark Gable, Richard Dix, Francis Lederer, and Claude-He Colbert on the tennis court.
He's a licensed pilot. He's air-minded. At Metro, where you've come to interview Wally, they tell you that he's not at the studio. But they add that if he's not on the lot, he's sure to be in one of three places : up in the air, over at the airport, or at home in his den. Here, surrounded by intricate charts, you finally corner him. He's chin-deep in thought. He's plotting new courses to conquer. That's why you don't see Wally any more up and down Hollywood Boulevard. He's up in the air, riding his hobby horse in and out of the clouds.
Richard Dix believes in riding his hobby horses down on terra firma. It's solid. It's safe. Yes, and it's horses.
His hobby dates back to the time he went to college to study agriculture. Fate switched his steed to stardom, and Dix bought a ranch in a lovely, peaceful California valley. Here he planned not only to plant, but to experiment. The experiment paid. He began raising horses. The horses paid. Dix had decided that when the old stage curtain went down on the life of the actor, it would not be curtains on life for Dix. No, sir. He would bow out gracefully. Outside that stage door, his hobby horse would be waiting. He would swing into its saddle, yap giddap, and ride the range toward home — and a profitable old age. Hobbies for health may be all very well for some. But money's a nice thing, too. Health. Wealth. How about art for your hobby ?
For years, Elissa Landi nursed a secret ambition. She wanted to write. On the lot, in the dressing-room, on location, between studying her lines and loving her mother Caroline, she was forever scribbling away at prose, at poetry.
Maybe, between scenes, there was only time for a line, maybe only for a single word, round and bright, but just the word she had been looking for all week. A word, say, as lovely as ecstacy, or as colorful as turquoise, or as rhythmical as aurora. The words gathered and grew like the beads of a necklace. Finally, they were ready to string.
She shows them to you when you go up to take tea in her big house overlooking the {Continued on page 72)