Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1936-11-21

/ IN its most vtr11lent form. g. thu
nallucination that, could she but be
given one little chance to prove her
merit, the golden gates Of HOLLYWOOD
would swing wide open for her
Vannoy had not been born to the
NE she was now leading. Her mother
nao died when she was still q little
+ girl and her wealthy father had sur
rounded her with every luxury. Hence
Nannoy was singulsriy helpless when
the bottom dropped out Of the stock
market IN 1929. and her father blew
MS brains out rather than face poverty
and the old struggle upward again
VannOy had several trunks filled with
very good clothes. She knew she was
beautiful, for she had been told It often
enough. She knew she was exactly the
right size for movie actress, accord
ing TO the photoplay magazines. she
was an ash blonde. with sea blue ewes
which always photograph beautifully
She was beautifully educated and spoke
correct English. She was graceful and
witty and highly intelligent and she
had had considerable experience in
amateur theatricals
In addition 10 her lovely clothing
Vannoy had 500 odd dollars in her
purse the day she landed in Hollywood,
together with half dozen letters of
introduction to directors and producers.
secured for her by a friend. Armed
with these letters she felt quite GER
tain that all was well with the world.
After trying for six weeks to present
her letter Of introduction to Mr.. Mi
chael j. Hanrahan Of Cyclops Films,
and being told, two dozen times that
Mr.. Banrahan was In New York, In San
Francisco, in conference, at a board OF
directors meeting, in the cutting room
or on stage Q, Vannoy finally decided
Mr.. Hanrahan never left his office, 50
She sent In her letter Of introduction
A little later MFR. Hanrahans secretary
came out and informed her sweetly
that Mr. Hanrahan would like her tele-
phone number and address, In order
that he might communicate with her
If anything turned up.
Evidently something turned up the
following night, for Mr.. Hanrahan tel
ephoned her and invited her to party
He was very kind He said he was send
ing car for her at once and seemed
a bit da2ed when Vannoy informed
him that It was not her habit to go
smchaperoneo to strange parties with
arrange men.
"Say-y-y." the dazed Hanrahan pro-
tested, Il thought you wanted q job.
How dye expect to get Job If you
amt a regular girl?"
I'm totally irregular and you're a
hyena,' said Vannoy-and hung I'D.
Her experience with Hanrahan was
a replica Of the experience with the
half dozen others. MIR. Maurice Katz
OF Perfect Pictures Was the last dis
appointment on her list.
About five minutes after her arrival
his secretary came out and said sweet
ly: mfr. KATE viii see you now"
"Ven?" said Mr.. Katz, Il see MFR.
Moses Cornwall asks me to give you 8
job in pictures" He looked up from the
letter and appraised her with the eye I
Of an expert. NO" he said sadly, you /
wouldn't DO. Not a-taIl. Your face is
Zoo broad-here. You would not photo
graph well. know you are beautiful. I
Miss Mara, but, believe me, 1t is the /
plain ones that photograph best
He glanced at his watch. "So-o-ol /
Six o'clock already He appraised Van /
noy again. Then, as II communing with /
himself: 4Vell, you might do for dot /
part. must think 1t over. Perhaps you
would come to dinner with me to the
Montmatre. Ell? We could talk things
over"
For an instant vannoy's sense Of hui
NOR was triumphant She laughed at
him. This appeared to cause him some
slight annoyance but no embaTrass-
nent, SO Vannoy left his office. AS she
;ame out into the waiting room she
commenced to weep. A young man was
lifting patiently on the long bench, but
lhe couldn't help weeping.
The young man stood up Excuse me,
Miss. Did that fathead, Katz, speak
o you out Of his turn2"
Vannoy nodded and tried to brush
,ast him Everybody in this business
'ets fresh at one time or another" he
ssured her, and I'm no exception to
he rule, only do not get fresh that
ray. Wait minute and I'll snake Katz
ut of his lair and beat him TO death"
Vannoy wiped her eyes and looked
y at him. "You--can't be in this bust
ess," she faitered, cor you wouldn't
e so anxious TO affront the great"
You're right. One Of Katz's directors
lred me this afternoon because I
'0alldnk bawi like calf for his In
srT1al. crazy sound machine. just be-
rs @ III