Evening star., 1934-09-16

railroad had widened the arc of q
nearby curve, to include the town
in its timetable. Not moderately,
rs when Creston was nearly chosen as the site
for q new State normal school, but wholly and
definitely excited.
For Hollywood had come to Creston.
Straight out of the glamorous cinema city,
party of six actors one actress director, a
script girl and whole parcel of sound techni-
clans, had arrived to film scenes for Love in
the Wheat" The errors of movie executives
have been made the theme of many song and
story-but in this instance they were eminently
correct. There was no better locale in which
to hlm wheat harvest, and with suitable
modesty Creston County was aware of this.
Accepting the compliment in hospitable fash
lon, number of Creston citizens had rented
Memorial Hall and held party for the Holly
wood visitors. They assumed that the languages
OF food, drink and modern dance music are
universal, and so provided all three. It was
never quite clear whether Mr.. Pursley, the
director, was invited to make a speech, or
whether he insisted on it. But in either event,
he made one
Seated close in corner of the hall, Logan
Digby and Ann Creswen listened with interest
to Mr.. Pursley. They did not think of the
harvest as either exciting or spectacular. This
may have been due to lack of dramatic instinct
Perhaps it was because they had been born
and raised in Creston County. Possibly it was
from the fact that they were in love. Spectacu-
lar and exciting, indeed! thought Logan Digby
IN dry mockery.
But Mr.. Pursley appeared to believe that
1t was more than both. The big combine
threshers moving in stately but noisy fashion
through the wheat, were, he pointed out, moth
ing less than epic.
TH1S," he said waving his arms in a ges-
- ture calculated to embrace all that he had
seen in Creston County thus far. 'is epic. Co
1ossal. It is gripping and primary. And this
picture we are making, Love in the Wheat
will immortalize you people and your tasks"
At the thought Of being immortalized the
crowd stirred uneasily. HE talks" whispered
Logan digby, like the ads for the Bijou
Eheater." Ann said, Hush, Logan. I think
he's interesting"
Tomorrow" went on Mr. Pursley, 1--WE viii
begin filming few background scenes. By the
end of the week will require the cooper
ation of some kind rancher in order to take
scenes OF harvesting operations for the picture
I hope to be able to announce the location
tonight, and you will all be invited to watch
IN TACT theren be chance for some of you
DO take part and later see yourself on the
screen"
There was murmur. Mr. Pursley held up
his hand "And now want to introduce YOU
10 the little lady who is the star of this pro-
duction. She takes the role of the farm wife,
Julie. present Miss ELISA Montez."
Svelte, fragile, unutterably sure, Miss Montez
arose and smiled graciously. 'T can't tell you
how happy i am to be here how happy this
party has made me :"
"She doesn't look like a farm wife," said
logan. Ann noticed that he was Just q bit
breathless. "Oh, don't know" she whispered
m she changed that dress for a Mother Hub
bard and stood over a stove I think she'd
make IT.
But Logan scarcely heard her. "Shes cer-
tAanly q peach"
Maybe" Ann said "youu get to dance
with her," ..ne.a,,,s4r... 4. p .s., ~.