New Britain herald., 1927-01-27

:" SHE TOLD HERSELF REBEL | SLY
 never would have left him. A kiss can tell woman good many things about herself. He didn't - and the moment passed. The moment that might have changed things for always, for both of them.
 The long train was pulling into Los Angeles.
 From the window in the last car. Robbie gazed out with eager eyes at the tiers and tiers of hill- side houses. Their roofs were as bright-colored as Christmas candy in the afternoon sunlight.
 Above them was a sky that was like Chinese blue enamel. Across it clouds sailed like ships.
 The train crossed 8 dusty street of Los Angeles Chinatown, and slid into the station.
 Well, here we are, old kid" Robbie spoke to herself. And then after a moment she added:
 I'm glad I came. I'm not afraid now that I've made the break and I'd have died on the vine if I'd stayed at home"
 She thought of the house on Locust street as something far , away-something that was only part of dream and nothing more. Dad and Aunt Gertrude - their faces passed before her inward eye. Good, dear people. But she wasn't lonely or homesick for them.
 Tt would have been different if I'd had a mother" said Robbie Ransom to herself, and got out of the train.
 She looked around the crowded station with its gayly dressed peo- pie, with it's palm trees that give it look of the tropics. with itf hurrying red caps.
 One of them picked up Boobies bags Walking in a dream she fol- lowed him to the front of the sta- tion, where he thrust her luggage into a cab.
 Hollywood" The magic name fell from Boobies lips like a pearl of great price - Hollywood, the most wonderful words in the lan- guage.
 Any address?" asked the driver. without turning his head.
 "Of course!" Robbie found her. self blushing foolishly. She looked quickly down the column of Rooms for Rent" ads that she had found in newspaper on the train.
 She had marked one of them - an address on Las Palmas street, where room and cooking privileges were offered for the modest sum of $S week.
 She gave the driver the address and with jerk and a throb of the cab. they were off. Through mar row mean streets to wide shining ones that were lined with all sorts of glittering shops.
 Then suddenly they turned into broad boulevard that swung up hill. At the top, low almost flat plain opened out before them and beyond that low-lying crescent of purplish brown hills.
 What a big town Los Angeles isl" Robbie exclaimed, moving into one of the jumpy seats of the cab so that she could talk to the driver She was too full of excite ment to keep silent.
 This ain't Los Angeles" the driver answered. we just 1t L. A. when we came through the Tunnel. This here is Hollywood"
 Hollywood" Robbie echoed. She wondered if the sight of 1t had ever meant so much to anyone before as it meant to her at that moment. Sna was sure it never had.
 She glanced at the meter of tn. cab. It registered almost two dol lars.
 head, she made up her mind to for get to pinch pennies on this day of all her days
 Before you take me to Las Palmas street." she said, drive me past one of the movie studios. I've never seen one in my life!"
 We're going to pass one right up here on Sunset boulevard in just jiffy," the driver tossed back to her. "So keep your eyes peeled right here on the left. See?"
 Robbie looked. The long low white building looked more to her like an art museum than anything else. Before it stretched a smooth green lawn.
 It was a big handsome building. and that was all. But to Robbie Ransom 1t was a place of magic and mystery-a holy of holies-a wonder and a terror all at once.
 Her heart beat like mad long after it was out of sight, and 'le driver was turning into Las Pal mas street.