Screenland (May-Oct 1938)

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Just send a post card with your name and address to Parfums KerkofF, Inc., Dept. N, New York. ... genuine imported talc scented with Djer-Kiss perfume by Kerkof f, Paris. CPnxmoivnced DewrKiu) T A LC Z?y KERKOFF ■ PARIS and I had some of the best times in my life down there, and some hard ones too. "Some folks think they need money to develop their talents, but I still play the same instrument now that I did when I only had fifty cents to buy a couple of pieces of iron pipe and have 'em welded together with a whiskey funnel on one end. I haven't paid out any money for advance lessons on the bazooka — because there isn't any professors who know any more about it than I do. "When I was poor I never had to decide what tie to wear with what shirt, or what shirt to wear with what suit. I had one suit and pair of shoes for Sunday best and the nights I was courting a girl, and my working clothes. Now I have to stop and reflect on what is best to wear at what time of the day. If I'm going golfing, I put on my golfing pants, and if I'm going to the races I wear sports clothes. If Mrs. Burns and I are attending an afternoon party, I have to puzzle out whether I should wear a comfortable business suit — or if it will call for formal afternoon dress. When I didn't own them I never found myself in the predicament of arriving at one of these fancy parties in white tie and tails, when everyone else had on a tux. Sometimes when I get all duded up I arrive and find the rest of the guys lounging around wearing slacks and sport shirts. "I used to drive a little car that I could get around in quickly in the traffic unnoticed. But now folks think I should drive big ones. They attract attention and are awkward to handle and park. When I lived in a little apartment I'd go home to my own little family circle. Folks never came for long visits — but now they pile in from everywhere. "When I look back I think I was the happiest man that was ever poor. I've made my bed in hay stacks many a night, and in sweet clover fields and lay out there under the stars — and admired the beauty of nature. Sometimes I've had to eat strawberries or apples or whatever I could find. For days I've been so hungry that a lean carrot out of a farmer's patch tasted better than the best New York-cut steak I've ever had here in Hollywood. "When I was riding the rods I washed my shirt out in a river and swam while it dried on a hickory limb. No sir, rich folks don't have the opportunity or the time for that free kind of happiness." Bob's face was fairly beaming. I could see he was visioning that part of his life, rich in happiness, though poor in material Romantic team in a new film: Phyllis Brooks and Dick Arlen. things. "I never had to be a hobo," he mused over the words, then, "I just sorta had the wanderlust in me, I guess, when I was a kid." He went on, "My father was engineer for our county and I studied civil engineering at the University of Arkansas. When I left school I decided to grow jumbo peanuts and be the peanut king of the country. I drew up a lot of fancy stationery and everything. I was going to become a big industrialist — but somehow those peanuts didn't seem to want to grow as big as my ambition for them. So I went out of the nut .business. Then I went over to Oklahoma with my Uncle Fud and we raised hay, but the wanderlust spirit kept popping up in me — and I headed west. "Down in the railroad jungles over a pot of stew I heard the boys talking about the fruit grown down around Provo, Utah — so I headed for there. I picked fruit all summer and sorta hung around, for one farmer had a pretty daughter ; one of the prettiest I ever did see. Nigbt times we hired hands would gather around the back porch after supper and sit and sing in the moonlight. If I'd only had my_ bazooka then, this story might have been different. I had matrimony on my mind strong enough, but she just thought I was a hired man, so it didn't do me no good. "I heard that a big power and light company was figuring on putting in a terminal sub-station to generate power from Idaho, so I caught a ride in a buggy and went up to the construction outfit. On account of how I had some education, they made me foreman of 75 men. They were all foreigners — and I had to talk to them through an interpreter. Well it seems my orders was plain greek to them, so I had to learn to talk Greek too. It was curious how I got on to the knack of talking their language. I never could figure that out. "Then the company made me manager of a construction boarding house. I had to plan meals— good filling ones for 30 cents per man, three: times a day for 300 men. I used to go down to the markets and buy three beef at a time. I got out a cook-book and learned how to saw off steaks and chops as good as any butcher. Those were happy days — and what hunks of steaks a fellow could eat ! "Out in the west they have lots of church socials and dances, and they always welcome strangers who come to the community and settle for a spell. I looked forward all week to those church suppers and dances. The fried chicken and pots of beans and hot biscuits we'd eat ! And then the homebaked pies and cakes and home-made _ ice cream. I could freeze a freezer full of icecream faster than most. In fact, I got to_ be sort, of a champion. Sometimes the girls would bring the baskets filled with lunch, and the men would bid for them. I was usually pretty lucky — in getting a goodlooking girl and a good lunch basket both. But some of the men would sure draw lemons ! "Then I went up into Idaho where I made about two dollars a day. There was never a more cheerful or hospitable bunch of folk. They didn't like a fellow because he was supposed to have money — they just liked you because you was yourself without any pretense of being more. Then I got a hankering to travel about a.gain — and I did. In the course of events I wandered back to Salt Lake City. I got a job as night clerk in a little upstairs hotel. There was lots of actor fellows who stopped off there traveling on circuits, and I sort of got bit by the acting bug. I met a pretty girl, again. Gee, was she pretty! She was singing in one of the cafes, and I used to 82 SCR E E N L AND