Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-08-06
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"Ziggy wired me that ne had a
hangover and asked me TO take an
aspirin for him"
Jim Donnelly stood up. Il
gather" he said. that Dan looked
I'D a girl friend Of Ziggy's with fear
and trembling"
And with maledictions on Zig
gy's head" Collier put in.
and was disappointed because
she wasn't what he had expected
rs she really that good. DAMP"
Collier inquired. You're not going
back on that little O'Neil gal 1 in
troduced to you. are your. What
a blond She..."
shes an absolute Knockout
said Dan, and that settles IL"
Collier said, "Hollywood's full Of
k~ncckouts." b.
yeah? But I noticed you went
over to Long Beach Saturday
night"
Collier said with assumed dig
nifty. that tina. was strictly his own
affair.
affair Is good" said Donnelly.
Come on; weli keep dinner wait
ing"
After dinner a quorum adjourned
TO someone's apartment for a poker
game. Rorimer, who had ceased
caring for the game, and Collier,
went for q walk. They walked out
Hollywood boulevard toward Vine
street. The rain had stopped by
late afternoon and there was a
moon. but the night was chilly
cold enough for top coats.
Collier kept up an inconsequen-
tial chatter for a while, but Ror-
liners responses were monosyllableS,
and presently Paul fell silent and
they walked together, each busy
with his own thoughts.
1t was some time before either
Of them spoke again. Collier, stop
ping short. said they had gone Tar
enough and ought TO turn back. He
said, thoughtfully: There's a great
story in this town, Dan"
Its fun of stories" said Rori-
mer, thinking OF Golfers daily col
umn. You crack n every day,
don't your
I'm not thinking OF movie Cos
sip; I'm thinking OF one great big
story-The Hollywood Story. I'd
like TO be able TO write II some day.
And that's just what Id call it,
The Hollywood Story.
You and l." he said presently.
and all those fellows at the din
49, H-4u, 49,, ffttf~ ,L,.,s Lr0ilv
wood, after all. You're inside Of a
studio writing stuff for pictures.
They write blurbs about the pic
lures and the people that make
them: and I'm gadding about all
cay. interviewing this star and that.
watching them do their stuff in
front Of the camera. / suppose / get
around as much as the next one.
but I don't know what's really going
on"
Where IS this story Of yours
IN those mountains over there?
Rorimer asked.
I'm not kidding; I'm serious.
The story's not complete without
extras. Think OF the thousands OF
them-men and women of all ages
and observation-disclosures on and
waiting and hoping that BY the
grace OF God lightning will strike
them somehow and they'll get a
break that will bring them fame.
It's pathetic. you know It? It's a
damn sight worse than that; it's
almost unbelievable tragic"
II know H." said Rorimer. But
once in a while one Of them crashes
through" he added. thinking OF
Anne Winter.
And for every one that does.
think Of the hundreds that can't
hope for anything better than an
occasional days work at seven and
a half to Sl0l'
Rorimer said well they can't
say they weren't forewarned; no
body holds out any hopes OF star
dom TO them"
Yves. but this thing called Hol-
lywood has a glamour about It
that's as irresistible TO them as q
snakes eyes for a fascinated bird.
The ranks are overcrowded. but
still they come-and will continue
to come. The producers aSsocia-
ton does what II a TO keep out
the unfit. and 1t warns them all