The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1938-04-11

u am an actreSS-IhdC proves
it," She pointed dramatically tc
a framed diploma on the apart
ment room wall which stated that
Helen Marshall has completed
the full course of the American
Dramatic School of Acting"
Helen, for the hundred ano
tenth time, can't you quit all this
fapdoodle and marry a rising
young architect?"
For the one hundred and
tenth time-no." Helen shook her
honey colored curlS.
But love you, lady"
She squeezed his hand. Jack,
you're a dear. But it just can't
be. I'm not going to marry any.
body until l make good-or-'
HAUNTED DREAMS
Helen's image haunted his
dreams. Next morning on the sub
way q vision of her appealing
face came between him and his
newspaper. An advertisement IN
bold type caught his eye.
New Faces Wanted For Broad
way. Never was there a better
chance for glamOrOus girls and
good looking men to win fame
on the great Main Stem. For
further information call today
Chad BIansky. producer, 1887
Gaiety Bldg, Broadway. -.
Jack read the item through. II
it were on the level, maybe it was
Helen's chance. During the lunch
hour he walked to the dingy
Gaiety Building. He opened the
door of 1881. Girls, evidently
the stage-struck type, filled the
outer office. Jack looked about
doubtfully. At that moment the
door to the inner room opened; a
pretty girl came out smiling, an
odd.looking man behind her.
Mr.. Blansky?" asked JACK
"Yeah?"
I'D like to see you; a personal
matter" In the back room JACK
gave the producer a brief deScrlp-
ton of Helen and a sketch OF her
dramatic training.
Sounds like natural, agreed
Blansky, accepting one OF JACK S
cigarettes. Sure I can find place
for her if she's what you say FOR
one hundred dollars I will guaran'
fee to get her on Broadway-guar'
antee it, you understand.
"1'vE GOT A JOB"
But this is between ourselves,
Mr. Blansky," he cautioned the
producer, 81 don't want the girl to
know I'm putting up the money
Here's her telephone number
YOU call Up and say you were
given her name by the Dramatlc
II get you," said the producer
he lady's on Broadway"
When Jack opened the door OF
his apartment that night he touno
6 note from Helen. Darling I've
cot a Job. Terribly busy-hoV
about dinner Thursday night?
Thursday night Helen welcomed
him with open arms. JACK, I'm
I'M It's all so wonderful-llke a
dream or a fairy story. A pro,
Queer phoned me-a perfectly
strange producer. He's staging a
o;r chou, m Broadway"
"Yeah?" commented Jack IN
sober tones. o,.
and four boys. A huge cast. we've
started rehearsing; and guess
Jack, best of all-guess- she
Waited I'D to him and swept her
hands up on his shoulders.
I'm a sour guesSer. Tell me the
answer"
I'm cast for the lead" She
slipped her hands behind his neck
and clasped them. How will you
like having a great actress Tor
pal?" ..
I'D rather have you for a wife"
Helen put a gentle finger over
his lips. 1--WE open in three weeks
at the Empire, and I expect you to
have seat in the very front row"
MY boss is sending me to Will
liamsburg-looks like I may miss
your opening"
"Oh, Jack. you must come back.
You must be there. You've got to
be in New York to vote, haven't
you?" Jack nodded. We'll, our
dress rehearsal is election morn
ing. and I'm inviting you espe-
cially as the guest of the star to
that"
Back from Williamsburg two
weeks later, it was 10 O'Clock
election morning when Jack
raped loudly at Helen's door.
"Yoho! It's jack"
The door opened. Hello" said
Helen in a low voice, her eyes
shifting away from his. Come in. u
TOUGH REHEARSING
Gee, it's good to be back, kid
How's the big Broadway stare" AS