Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1935-11-09

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GOssTP FORTUNATELY INTER
FEREs WITH THE PRIVATE LTvEl
or TWO FAMOUS MOVIE IDOLS
aThe artist agrees to conduct hlmseI
with due regard 70 public convention
| and morals. and agrees that he vii
not do or commit any act or thing tina
win tend 10 degrade him IN society o.
/ bring him into public hatred, contempt
sc0rn, or ridicule, or that viii tend <
shock, insult. or offend the community
or ridicuke public morals OF decency, q
prejudice the producer OF the mottor
picture. theatrical, or radio industry II
general"
Mr.. Emil Graystone paused, Their
/ portentously repeated: ssThak win tend
| to degrade him IN society or bring hin
into public hatred, contempt, scorn, o.
ridicnle"
Here he reclined in the fan backed
chair. folded plump hands across his
Pickwicxian girkh. and looked over horL
trimmed spectacIes as q sch0OlmasteI
might frown reprovingly at some re-
calcitrant pupil.
browning at Nan Royce was a dell
cate lob. Prior to the motion picture
gods decree that, being the blonde
type, she must have a rim OF golden
clIrls framing her heart shaped face
Mans hair had been unqualified red
Not mahogany, nor copper, nor the
color of autumn leaves, but ranio irish
red. Nature had seen to 1t that hair and
eyes harmonized. At this moment the
volcanic eruption back Of the dense
Iashes was fire behind smoke. Mr.
Graystone was not unacquafnted with
these disturbances. When rlmbles an
nounced their innminence he took ref
uge in a barricade Of innocent help
1essness.
you see how It is" He laid the doc
l1ment conspicuously open on the table
whose only other decorations were 9
mint iulep and an immense copper bowl
Of orange peoples. you see how u
is, my dear"
Mans laugh held the same eruptive
quality as her eyes. Mr.. Graystone had
the uncomfortable sensation that II she
let it 20 full strength the ceiling would
crack and fall. She tossed back her
short curls and sent a glance OF SUI
preme contempt down her nose until
IL rested on the equatorial ctrcumIer-
euco that constituted the producer
abdomen Small as she was and large
&C was Mr.. Graystone, she made MIN
feel as though that shriveling look con-
signed the entire motion picture indus
try to thimble.
Mr.. Emil Graystone's innocent ges-
tire was frail defense. Nan pulled out
the points of the Byronic white collar
that spread from her fun childish
throat. She tugged down her green
sweater with such emphatic hands that
It stretched over the green and brown
checked skirt like the skin OF saus-
age Her legs we're brown ana pare
above socks and flat heeled brown OK
fords. Leaning against q pillar o. tns
Carrara marble fireplace she appeareo
as tiny as a notified green moth IN the
absurd vaulted proportions of her studio
living room. Yet she seemed to I'LL the
room as with few strides she was az
the table. her fingers ripping the mo-
tiou picture contract to shreds.
ssT1aat for your morality clausel" she
went to the French window opening
on elslssS1x = s-xrsws gardens and the
bits u inward Ike IKE
think I'll let a few silly 80 ~ q con-
tract interfere with my happdness2"
ibid I say I don't want you TO be
happy?" protested the producer
THAT'S Just what 1t amounts TO.
you're telling me that haven't the
right to q woman's birthright and
the heartbroken note was one that en-
chained Mans public telling me
can't have babies"
ssFYave as many babies as you like
within reason" amended Mr.. Grayseone
with righteous haste. what has that
cot TO do with what I'm telling you?
f'm only telling vol" voice dropped
as though the room bristled with un-
seen listeners you can't get mar
RED
"And I'm telling you" flared back
Nan ''that's exactly what Raymond and
I intend to do"
Mr.. Graystone took monogrammed
tan handkerchief from the pocket OF
his tan belted sports Jacket. Laborious-
IL he mopped his glossy forehead Ia
tooed with beads Of perspiration.
els it my fault" he asked in q hurt
tone els It my fault you come out here
tour wears ago and let everybody think
you're married already, me included2 is
il my fault when the two OF you get
famous that they know you all over
the world for the happiest. most do