Evening Star Newspaper, April 11, 1930, Page 53

G_STAR, WASHINGTON, D. ., FRIDAY, APRIL 11, 1930. A FAT CHANCE ! AH! THERES AW HE'S SORE AY A || INFORMATION OPFiCE, CRAB AT ME MAYBE T CAN GET 3oMe BECAUSE HE MET || Dope ABOUT GETTING | €eTweLL THROUGH ME. TM AFRAID TO. TOUCH HIM FOR A LOAN ! TAKE ROUTE NO.6 OUT OF RALM BEACH AND IT'LL PUT You IN CHICAGO IN FIVE DAYS EASY DRIVING' My FRIEND, WHATS THE SHORTEST /AND vow MaNy '\ - Days THE EVE YoUD BETTER 1\27 EASY WALKIN'? THE CHEERFUL CHERUB To BORROW 3OME . MONEy FROM PA, SO WE CAN Pay THIS HOTEL BILL AND Hop A TRAIN Home, GOOPY BOWERS! Id like to plant 2 garden, but I havent any room. I'll think new, growin thovg‘\ts instead — My mind may burst in bloom. 8 cane THE - MAN WHO ALWAYS SHOT HIS OWN GAME Goofy Considers Ways and Means. &~ [ o ['8UT, GET WHIZ-ENER BODN N TOWN THIMKS | DD \T- AW THENRE NMOT EVEN | TR TO VAIND OUT WHo T ROBRER REALLN WS - VM SAME BS 'RESTED | GOTTA STAN HERE N W’ HOUSE TILL THEN WANT ME {BUT SHE F\GGERS \F YER 1NNOCENT NUuW DomY FANE TTO PROVE (T THATS \F JUDGE TORY OR OLD JACK PEPPER. WERE ONVN. HMERE - THEN'D HELP ME OuT- BUT . THENRE 80OTH GONE=- COURSE MRS, TWINKLE \S ON QUR, S'DE NOU DIDN'T Thee : THE MONEN, | TWINKLE- e hover (0 o \NORRM = WL, PREUAL = | JouRE Prevail.” A TANETETS MUTT'S IN WITH THE BIG SHOTS = HE TOLD ME& HE WAS GONNA SIT IN THE MAYOR'S % WITH THE GOVERNOR. I THOUGHT He WAS LYING — | BuT THERE ) AERE VARG, GENTS! THEY'RE FIvE A g MOVIES AND MOVIE PEOPLE BY MOLLIE MERRICK. HOLLYWOOD, April 11 (NAAN.A).— Claudette Colbert, beautiful stage star, newly arrived in Hollywood, joins the sick lists before rehearsals on her first locally made picture are well under way. | And the colony, thunderstruck at the rumor that Geotge Bancroft has lost his voice, discovered that the calamity is just the usual result of an attack of laryngitis and nothing seriously to worry about. Colleen Moore, hidden. from inter- viewers at her mater’s house, hasn't yet admitted what the entire professional colony has suspected for months—that this separation from John McCormick is for good. John is in possession of the Belair mansion with the fortune in clocks—having time to himself, so to speak. ‘When a star is about to venture into a new picture the affability with which she endures the questionings of the press is delightful to see. But it's the other side of the.picture when that same press is after a real story. Al Santell provides the village with something to talk over when his wife in her divorce suit complains that he kissed other women in her presence. “Where has she been living all these years?” is the cry. A kiss in Hollywood is no more than a handshake in other communities—a gesture, signifying nothing. “Now, a kiss behind my back might really mean something,” said a pretty blond, discussing the case, “but oscula- tion in my presence is all chalked down to good will.” And that in a nutshell is the village philosophy. The story-writing faction complain | over the luncheon tables that life had put one over on them. For several sea- sons mysterles have been the favorite studio material. But had any author dared to write the tale of a man living an entire existence in the attic of a home, creeping forth one night to kill the husband and then resuming his hidden life for eight years—any pro- Daily Cross-Word Puzzle " 1. Flourish. . The esthetical in nature. . A color. . Bring back. . The tumeric. . Wander. . Small insects. . Deteriorate. . Equality. . Clumsy fellows. . Chinese officials. . Bird of prey. . Asian archipelago. 3 dess of discord. . Low fellow. . Travels. . Mediterranean isiand. . Russian Empresses. . Obliterated. . A separate . hound. . Climbing shrubs. . Glittering ornaments. Files. articular. . Animosity. . Biblical character. L vAl:ckednus. 3] . Aspect. . Pistol; slang. . Ordinal number. . Animal. 51. Bird of cuckoo family. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY’S PUZZLE. [T oMAIR 7 MAIGIO| QI0Z [ROMBENTD ] R Rip[\] RRO] WL [TIAlZA) ] L MMAQRN @ME Nad ducer in the studio game would fire him on the spot. Carl Sanhuber did it within 15 min- utes of the studios and got away with it until a few days ago. Movies are tame when life steps in. I have never been a Bow-ite. The superior charms of the “It" girl have never swept’me off my feet. Perhaps I am of the wrong sex, but I am not blind to technique. And I must report that Clara Bow, singing “I'm True to the Navy” in the recent revue “Paramount on Parade,” registers sex appeal plus as significantly as she did in the silent days, and thert some. Clara Bow is willow-slim again. How these girls achieve their transforma- tions of this sort only Hollywood knows. It's her secret, and some day she’ll be forced to tell. Girls the world over want to do this very thing, too. With slimness has come a daintiness of face Clara Bow lost when she grew plump. And when her hair is cut—the shoulder- length locks are the only tell-tale sign of the old regime—a new person will face the cameras again. Her singing voice Is earthy and | provocative—the sort of voice “It” should have. She puts her song over with daring eye and the bald-head row technique used in the theater; straight into the eye of the camera, which in the theater will be straight into the eye of every old double-chinned gentie calculated to be swept off his fallen arches by such tactics. The other outstanding moment is Ruth Chatterton creating a poignant atmosphere of pathos in a revue given over to nonsensing with her song “My Marine.” The Chatterton’s French is lovely, her French-American accent very convincing, and her art supreme. Maurice Chevalier, the Gallic gentie who can do no wrong in America these days, does right in a show which is only about usual in quality, and a little lass named Mitzi Green gives about the best imitations you'd want to see, in- cluding one of Chevalier. (Copyright. 1930.) . Liquors. 3. Sally of beleaguered garrison. . Cozy retreat. . Caress. . Have faith. . Suffix: native of. Doit. . Gains approval of. Down. . University lecture. . Sucking fishes. . Genus of swamp ferns. . Let it stand. . Cooking vessels, . The bitter vetch. . Concerning. . Amphitheaters. . Prepared. . Home of the ancient Irish kings. . Withdraws from business. . Green arsenate of copper. . Arrayed. . British country. . A complimentary address to a woman. . Caused to resound again. . Digs for ore. . Ceremonies. . Wading bird. . Wavelet. . Exhilarate. . Silly. . Explosive shell. . Gorges. . Stupid. . Galters. . Envoys. . Avoiding by artifice. Mediterranean sailing vessels. Bed linen. 3" Bark of the ulberry. 3 rk of paj mi g . ‘Trunk of a tmger 50. ese silk worm. 53. Self: Scotch. . Chess figure: Abbreviation. Britilil Develop “Air Sense.” LONDON (/).—The development of | British “air sense” is indicated by the | | growth of flying clubs in England and | Scotland. 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