Silver Screen (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

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(You can paste thi: 1 penny postcard) ('^1) FREE Lady Esther, 2062 Ridge Avenue, Evanslon, Illinois. Please send nie by return mail a purse-size tube of Lady Esther Four-Purpose Face Cream; also all five shades o£ your Face Powder. JVame_ City Stale (If you live in Canada, write Lady Esther. Ltd.. Turnnlo. Ont.) Projections [Continued from page 27] niosi smartly dressed woman in any night club, it is no wonder that men Avent mad over her. At that time she lived ^vith two girls in a small apartment near the corner of 51st and Park and it speaks well for their popularity that although they only had t^vo rooms they had three telephones. There was such nierrv, hectic jangling of bells of an evening as you never heard— but it was all for fun, and fun they really had. Crazy, mad things. But Kay put an end to madness, temporarily, the night of the great Indoor Polo Match of East 51st Street, when a two hundred pound football player, in the excitement of the game, fell on Kay and broke her collar bone. Kay S^vann and Lois Long, her roommates, laughed heartily, but Kay didn't think it was funny at all. Lois Long, ■who later became Mrs. Peter .4rno, and still later became the e,v-Mrs. Peter Arno and the Xeic Yorker's famous Lipstick, visited Kav in HollvAvood recently and Kay threw a cocktail party for her that was quite the gayest thing of the year. There were no broken collar bones. Girls do grow up. And what was Kay doing about all these men who nere becoming raving maniacs for love of her? She married a couple of them and let the others sulk it out. Prior to going on the stage she married young Dwight Francis, hence her theatrical name of Kav Francis, and people who knew her then, when she was in her teens, say that she was certainly the model wife. D\\ight was from one of the Best Families, but there wasn't much money for the young married couple so they lived in a little house in Pitisfield, Massachusetts, and the future Glamour Girl of Warner Brothers cooked three meals a day for her husband. It was all very beautiful and simple. Kav's second marriage t\'as to '\Villiam A. Gaston of Boston, whose father was Mavor of Boston and then Governor of Massachusetts. This marriage ended in a Paris divorce court and Gaston later married Rosamond Pinchot, Her third marriage was to Kenneth McKenna of Canterbury, Xew Hampshire, whom she met in Hollywood one fine morning when he was introduced to her as the leading man of her next picture, McKenna, Avell kno^v'n New York actor t\-hose real name is Jo Mielziner, immediately embarked on a ^\hirh\ ind courtship and finally won a "Yes" out of Miss Francis when she was recovering from an illness in a Holly wood hospital. He drove her from the hospital directly to the Los Angeles City Hall, and got a ticket for speeding too. where he bought a license. Then the two of them, all alone, boarded his boat and sailed awav for the island of Caialina. \vhere they were married in the little town of Avalon in January 1931. Kenneth used to like to tell an amusing story of their first rtight as Mr, and Mrs. Jo Mielziner, It seems that he had stocked the boat \vith proxisions, and Kay was all excited o\er cooking their Avedding diinier while they were anchored off Catalina. But he had forgotten to put gasoline in the sto\e tank and in the midst of Kay's culinary display the darned thing sputtered and went cold. There was no gasoline 011 the boat. "There must be gasoline somewhere," said Kay desperately, following it with one of her most classic remarks: "Fate wouldn't let this happen to me on mv wedding night." The Kcimeth McKennas spent their lioncxmoon in the house where Janet Gavnor has IWed for the last few \cars, and then were divorced. No one knew exactly whv, and vou can be quite sure that tightmouthed Kay did not choose to enlighten an\one, Ahcr her divorce Kay was seen 80 S I L V 1: R S C R 1; K N