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

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4 ^''uitmt'mt'iu'''u''m<'tu''*u'1 One wakened early every day in time for the postman, eager for a message in Jay's cryptic scrawl. None came. What did come were a number of letters signed Adolph Zu\or. Would she please come down to the office of Famous Players, he wanted to see her, she was motion picture material. Adolph Zukor was a former fur merchant of Hungarian parentage who had quit the fur business ten years before to invest in penny arcades, had graduated to nickelodeons, and revolutionized the young motion-picture industry by securing the rights to a four-reel French film, Queen Elizabeth, starring Sarah Bernhardt. The premiere of this picture at the Lyceum Theater in New York had been an historic event. For the first time the elite of the theatre turned out for a movie, a jour-reel movie. Zukor's company now devoted itself to "famous players in famous plays" and the mild-mannered Zukor had been raiding Broadway for talent. Mae, absorbed in her own world, had never heard of him and his letters went into the waste basket. Except for Jay — and surely Jay would be back — she was leading the life she'd dreamed: the Follies and parties every night afterward, at 43