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Allen Jenkins, Frank McHugh and Al Jolson arrived by air freighter recently, come to entertain the service men and women and the factory hands. Patricia Morison was with them and those hours winging high above the stormy ocean were the most thrilling she's ever spent. She had to sleep on the bare floor of the plane wrapped in two Army blankets but she was still full of energetic enthusiasm when she climbed out. The American War Department had commissioned her with a job and she meant to execute it thoroughly! In between the concerts and broadcasts for the troops and the sailors, Patricia went out renewing her childhood acquaintance with London. She told Quentin Reynolds how she was christened in the centuries-old Christ Church in Newgate Street, in the historic city, so he promptly took her along to see it. There were only a few charred stones on the spot, scattered about the bomb-razed ground on which the grass had begun to grow, and Patricia was so disappointed she stood there with sad tears running down her cheeks. Since transatlantic plane baggage is most strictly limited, Patricia only brought a few outfits but as clothes are rationed on the coupon system, she just wasn't able to buy herself any more in London. But Somebody spent two of his own precious coupons on a scarf as a gift for her, a gailyprinted crepe affair with "Happy Landings" on a background of Royal Air Force blue. Did I mention that Somebody is a very famous pilot in the Eagle Squadron of that Force himself? And to think that Hollywood made Patricia bring a new insurance policy along in her handbag, for twenty thousand dollar coverage "against any matrimonial undertakings and the loss of film work resulting therefrom" as it sets out ! Still, she's flying over again soon ! Merle Oberon flew across the Atlantic too one day. She did some songs at the Washington Club — headquarters of the U. S. men and women on leave in London — and joined Ben Lyon and Vic Oliver in a radio feature program. But the real reason for Merle's visit was a personal one. She wanted to be present at Buckingham Palace when husband Alexander Korda was formally accoladed with his knighthood. Now royal investitures are no longer stately ceremonies conducted with pomp and pageantry. There are no flowers and the_ flunkies wear plain black instead of their traditional crimson and gold, but all the essential dignity still remains in the Throne Room at Buckingham Palace where the King, in his blue naval uniform, stands on the purple velvet-draped dais and receives each man as the Lord Chamberlain reads aloud his name from the parchment roll of honor. Opposite the dais are raised tiers of gilded chairs for the relatives of those_ whom the King is honoring, so one morning Merle was among them, watching her husband being knighted. Looking strangely unfamiliar in his striped trousers, black tailed jacket and grey silk vest, the film producer advanced and knelt down before the King who tapped him on the shoulder with the jeweled sword of chivalry and said, "Rise, Sir Alexander." At that precise moment, Merle really became her ladyship. The crowd gathered outside the palace gates, gave her a special cheer as she came out on her husband's armSir Alexander and Lady Korda were present at the most brilliant screen premiere of the fall, first showing of Noel Coward's naval film, "In Which We Serve." Can you imagine debonair Noel Coward, who used to specialize in portraying cocktail hounds and playboys, as the tough commander of a British naval ship? That's the role he chose for himself in the big new production, "In Which We Serve," and he wrote and directed it himself, actually going to sea to obtain the proper atmosphere, and helped by his close friend, Lord Louis Mountbatten, the King's sailor-cousin, who now heads our Commando forces. Noel wears short-clipped hair and an expression of grim determination as the captain whose destroyer is attacked and sunk in the Mediterranean, and he doesn't look dashing any more when he's oil-soaked and half-frozen, clinging to a raft in the water. All the critics here acclaimed "In Which We Serve" as the finest film of the war and Noel himself is so pleased with its reception that he is already going ahead with the production of another, called "This Happy Breed." Again he is writing, directing and acting in it himself and composing all the incidental music. This time he has chosen an Army theme, written around a London suburban family and showing their life from the outbreak of the last war in 1914 up to the present time. Navy blue and gold were thick at the "In Which We Serve" premiere, not forgetting Lieutenant Doug Fairbanks of the U. S. Navy, who had joined a party including the white-haired Countess of Oxford and four British admirals and browneyed Celia Johnson who plays Noel's wife in the film. Celia has done very little work in the studios, but she is acknowledged one of our finest young stage actresses. She's married to Peter Fleming, the explorer— maybe you've heard him lecture or reac! one of his best-selling travel books — who is an Army captain now. They have a country cottage and a baby son and a priceless collection of ancient porcelain they acquired in China when they spent their honeymoon there. Lieutenant Douglas Fairbanks had a few brief hours ashore at a certain British seaport not long ago. It was the first time he had set foot on dry land for several weeks but Doug looked utterly contented and even more sun-browned than ever. His ship had just been formally inspected by the King, who had recognized him immediately and given him a special handshake of welcome greeting. Doug observed mysteriously he had learned a lot of things that would be helpful when he went back to Hollywood picture-making again, like Second-Lieutenant Richard Greene, who has become a first-class shot since he joined the British Army. Now Greene is hoping they will teach him to ride expertly, too, so that he will be qualified for that Western film he has always wanted to do, but so far they are only teaching him to mount a tank ! First-Lieutenant Gene Raymond managed to see the Coward film too. He is here with the U. S. Air Force Combat Command — he's been a civilian pilot for years, of course. He was one of the officers interrogating the American fliers after they had bombed Abbeville on the day of the Dieppe raid Gene has one consolation other men away from home haven't got — he can go to the cinema and see and hear his wife! He watched "I Married an Angel" three times the same day when he 84 SCREENLAND