The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-08-24
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

TN Hollywood the purpose Of a
l. business establishment may not
always be determined by its appear
ance.
a hot-dog stand will sometimes
exhibit some Of the grander char
acteristics of a cathedral. A gaso-
line station may look for all the
world like an airplane hangar. or
even resemble the airplane itself.
What at first glance the visitor
takes to be Spanish hacienda is
more than likely to be the right
wing Of a public market. Yet
there is nothing confusing about
this, for even the stranger, after
few hours in the place, takes it
for granted. In fact, there is some
thing about the town which makes
such architectural departures seem
right and sane.
When Maisie Lester decided to
operate her sandwich shop on busy
Hollywood blvd she, too, searched
about for some novel design. But
one bright morning she received
an inspiration. I'm going to make
it look like a sandwich shop!" she
told her friend, Lolita Montez.
What do you think of that?"
Lolita had thought it amusing
and proper, and had loaned Maisie
enough money to make the start in
business. The little sandwich shop
since paid her debt to Lolita-but
she hadn't forgotten Lolita's faith.
When the actress dropped in one
day to tell Maisie about 10 Darien,
the sandwich shop owner was in
terested at once.
I don't really need any one right
now" she told Lolita. But I'd like
to help out the girl-and if she
takes hold we'll enough maybe 1 can
get away on the vacation I've been
planning since the shop began to
pay"
You're a peach!" Lolita told her.
And you do owe yourself a vaca-
ton, Maisie"
will this baby want the world?"
Maisie asked. She not movie
struck, is she?"
Lolita laughed. Don't worry,
Maisie You'll like Jo."
A ND Maisie did like 10. They
N get along famously, for 10 on
her part was likewise at once at
tracted to the genial, easy-going
Maisie Lester. And she rather en-
joyed the crisp. compact little sand
wich shop that had been arranged
so handily for the girls who worked
behind the long counter.
The works not hard, Maisie told
10 on her first day. You get down
at $3.50 to put things in shape for
the day, but we don't open until 10.
Then all you have to do is swing
the stuff from the sideboard to the
counter. It's a cinch, Jo-but I
warn you, it won't make you rich!"
10 laughed. If it will satisfy
my landlady then it's fine with me-"
1t ought to do that. And you
get your lunches, of course. You
can have dinner here, too, as often
as you like. But even Maisie's ia
nous sandwiches get tiresome!"
Maisie wasn't eXaggerating when
she mentioned that her sandwiches
were famous.
Maisie's sandwiches were known
all up and down Hollywood boule-
ward, which is fame indeed. Her
customers were strange mixture
office workers, studio people, and
several dozen really well-known
personages who dropped in when
ever they had the opportunity. Each
had his or her favorite "Maisie
sandwich" and the jovial owner re-
membered the preferences of all.
You know" 10 told Maisie, what
surprises me about Hollywood is that
it's just like a small town. Your
place reminds me a little of the
store dad owned at Weston. He
knew everybody and what they
liked and didn't like"
Sure" Maisie said. why
shouldn't Hollywood be like a small
town? Most of us are from little
places-and proud of it. too
I'm wondering. though, if I'll
ever be able to learn what all your
friends like" 10 laughed.
Well, darned few of EN- will bite
you if you don't catch on right
away. And it won't take you long
to learn. With those eyes and t.lat
hair you can hand some of the men
cyanide and they'll like it. Don't
worry, kidd
For the first time in many weeks,