The self-enchanted : Mae Murray : image of an era (1959)

Record Details:

Title:
The self-enchanted : Mae Murray : image of an era
Date:
1959
Publisher:
New York : McGraw-Hill Book Company, Inc.
Volume:
The self-enchanted : Mae Murray : image of an era
Leaf #:
00038
Language:
English
Subjects:
Motion Pictures, Motion pictures--Biography
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 28, 2024
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boast one headliner or two, the Follies accumulated showstoppers in a veritable bouquet. Ziegfeld chewed on his unlit cigar and outlined for Mae Murray his season's plans. "A nice little show for the summer," he said. In it she would be introduced in a cast including Olive Thomas, Kay Laurel, Justine Johnstone, Ann Pennington, Lucille Cavanaugh, George White and Bernard Granville and Ina Claire and Ed Wynn and W. C. Fields and Bert Williams! It was beyond belief. She'd dreamed of the Follies since she was a hungry child, hanging around stage doors, pleading for a chance to dance. Now she gazed into the very face of the star-maker. Later she phoned Jay; she had to call and share her good fortune. He sat with her in the garden at the Ritz while she poured out the wonders, what Gene Buck had said and Mr. Ziegfeld. "He makes you feel like a queen, Jay." "You are a queen, baby." He nodded. This was the kind of language he understood. "The question is, when are you going to be mine?" "I don't know, how can I say?" "But you love me, baby." "I'm going to be in the Ziegfeld Follies, Jay!" He sat brooding. "Don't try to force life, Jay. You can't force it and you can't force me." This time it was she who left first, clicking over the marble on her firm little heels. 26