Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1939-08-05
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WOOD DIRECTOR, STEPS
IN AND DIRECTS A
DRAMA OF REAL LIFE.
The gaiety of the gathering had
died down.
The talk went to war in a for
eign land. Jack Jarnegan's sympa-
thies were as usual, with the OPP
pressed. ats better to die stand
ing than live on your knees" he
said.
Harry Kent made gesture of
disdain.
"a fellow always lives on his
knees in Hollywood" he said.
.Jarnegan looked at the suave
and cynical actor with the touch Of
gray at his temples.
Ben nns I'm f Hollywood sa RoIedo. pSVen
port-or any other town-its all the
same" The one-time spieler for a
medicine show rose and looked out
the window at a vast stretch of Cold
water canyon and the varicolored hills
and groves beyond.
But in Hollywood it's different,
offered Barney Sloan-''here the bub-
bles have no knees. I love to watch
them-full of sailing clouds and windy
trees"
Betty James smiled winsomely. "You
do know your bubbles" she said.
"I'll say" returned Barney. I've
been here a long time"
Jack Jarnegan glanced scornfully at
Barney. You talk like a title writer
on old 70 ciltCVdI F,fOtrFre -
A slight wind from the direction OF
Coldwater canyon rustled the leaves
of a jasmine tree near the center win
dow of the huge living room. AS though
jerked with one string the five adven-
turers of the emotions turned their
eyes at the same time.
His mind far from wind in jasmine
trees, Dick Benson hummed-
Flowers on the mountain,
Fish in the set
A little extra girl
Made a wreck out of me.
My heart was dynamite,
Now don't scott
A match from the cutie
Set it off"
What the hell do you call that?"
asked Jarnegan.
The Ham Actors Lament" was the
reply.
The director circled a hand at his
temple. Poor Dick he said, women
on the brain
And in it," smiled Benson, sweep
ing all the time-keeping it clean as
a whistle"
'And as empty" said Jarnegan.
Brushing the retort aside, Benson
countered, of course you don't like
women, Jack"
Sure I do" was the return. They're
the gloss on the apple-and the worm
inside"
Richard Benson put in, They know
how to beat Hollywood"
mo one ever beats the town. said
Barney Sloan. 1T just can't be done"
Maybe you're right" returned Jar
negan. Il know one who did. He was
in Columbus when I got there. When
I was about to crack the first week,
he came to me and said, Take 1t easy,
kid and just out of pure kindness,
smoothed some rough spots for me-
Many a time I'd have butted my head
against the bars if it hadn't been for
him-he got out ahead of me and left
me lot of junk a fellow accumulates
in prison.
tain of the guard if he couldn't say
goodby to me. He ended it with, Now,
my boy, keep your head up-you're
here but you don't belong. You've got
nothing to be ashamed of but bad
luck
He was so downright decent 1 never
forgot him. Keep in touch with me-
said, when he was leaving.
The captain of the guard let me
stand there till he went out the door.
I'VE went our different ways and
came here. 1 suppose everybody this
side of hell's looked me up since /
made good. Tommy just sent a short
note, Just touring around, Jack.
don't want anything but to talk over
old times with you had him stay
with me for q week. He didn't want
to meet anybody-didnt even want to
see me direct a picture.
HE was q fine looking fellow and
women liked him. had him to dinner
at my place when Grace Crombie
dropped In to talk to me about a part.
She fell for him right away. He
wouldn't be seen in public with her
thought If anything happened 1t might
embarraSS me.
"She had a fortune in jewels In a
safety deposit box at her hotel. They
were insured for fifty thousand One
day they were stolen. The insurance
company investigated and paid. Grace
was innocent as lamb, and as dumb.
She loaned Tommy most Of the money:
Two dicks from the Jewelry squad
asked me about Tommy. I bawled
them out for never letting an ex-
convict alone.
"'You have my word he's okay.'
said.
"'How's he live?'
at give him hundred a week.
lied.
"'Wen it was a smart boy who |
opened that safety deposit box" one
dick said.
THAT may be-but it wasn't Tom |
my assured them as If I knew.
"'Well, you can't blame us for run
ming down all clues" he said.
"'Not at all. That's your Job"
Jarnegan laughed. I'VE were talking |