New Britain herald., 1927-01-28
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Robbie Ransom, demure little school teacher of 22, is anything but the flip sort Of girl you would expect to be movie struck. However, that is exactly what she is. For years she has been dream ing of going to Hollywood to break into pictures-just as her dead mother always dreamed of going on the concert stage. The only drawback to her ambition to be- come a film star, so she thinks, is lack of money. Everything she earns has a way of slipping through her extravagant fingers. For she loves nice things eX- pensive perfumes, silk undercloth- ing, hand embroidered frocks.
 She tries to borrow several hun dred dollars from her father and her spinster Aunt Gertrude, but without success. They beth refuse to lend her a penny to go on such a wild goose chase. So does An drew Jerrold. who's in love with her.
 Just before the opening of school one fall certain Mrs. Burrage offers Robbie a chance to go to Hollywood with her and her little daughter, Jean. But the day before they are to go, Mrs. Burrage de cides to go to France instead. and Robbie is left with nothing ahead of her but school eaching--substi- tuting probably for that year, at least.
 Then the Widow Parkins, with whom Boobies father is in love, lends her the money, and Robbie in defiance of her family, sets out for Hollywood to make a tremen- dous effort to get on the screen.
 She finds a room in Mrs. Man gan's rooming house, where there are three other girls who some times get their meals in Mrs, Man gan's beautifully neat kitchen. Mrs. Mangan is a mystery to Bob- bic. Drab and hopcless-looking, she has a wonderfully cheerful, gay, and colorful house that seems to be a passion with her. When she hears that Robbie wants to get into pictures, she arranges with Stella Delroy, whose real name is Riggs, to tell her about 1t. Stella, an unsuccessful movie actress, starts out with Robbie the night of her arrival when she's leaving the house to have dinner at some Boulevard restaurant.
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 CHAPTER TX
 Somehow, Robbie felt that she would have liked to be alone the first time she saw Hollywood Boulevard. She did not want to share 1t with anyone this once.
 For years she had been picturing it to herself, and reading about it in motion picture magazines. In her mind it was tumble of palm trees, famous stars sailing by in automobiles, and restaurants where actors in makeup snatched a bite to eat and then dashed back to the studios.
 For years she had been dream ing of the magical moment when she should first set her feet upon it.
 And now, here 1t is at last" she sighed breathlcssly to herself as she and the rcd-headed Stella rounded the corner and it burst upon her vision.
 It did not look at all the way she had expected it to lock; things never do. And, anyway, who could imagine such a street as Hollywood Boulevard?
 It is something like the midway at country fair. Something like a street out of "Omar, the Tent Maker" And something like any other city street in southern Cali fornia.
 With every step that she and Stella took, Robbie became more excited over it. The white booths that sell fresh orange juice delight cd her. So did the open-air flower shops with their pailfuls of rain- bow blossoms coloring the air along the sidewalks.
 Doors of shops stood open 10 the evening ,