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Port Perry Star (1907-), 3 Nov 1960, p. 2

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2X hr sy ° = a On The Set With Marilyn Monroe The town of Dayton, Nev., one hour southeast of Reno, is hot (110 on a bad day) and tiny (population: 200), But Dayton was recently the scene of the filming of "The Misfits," and for a time the celebritics were thicker than. the flies: Director *John Huston; writer Arthur Miller, wife Marilyn Monroe, Montgomery Clift, Clark Gable, Thelma Ritter, Eli Wallach, The - making of "The Misfits" some- times had the feeling of a play within a play -- featuring Hus- ton, . the soother of rumpled feélings; Gable famous for his dislike of waiting, and Miss Mon- roe, famous {or being late. Last week Miss Monroe, ex- ~hausted by both heat and work, was ordered into a Los Angeles hospital for a rest, and filming was abruptly suspended. The following is NEWSWEEK re- porter Richard Mathison's ac- count of a typical day in Day- ton immediately before the sut- "down: * NM . At 10 a.m. in Reno, John Hus- ton and Arthur Miller emerged from the lavish Mapes Hotel, climbed in to a chauffeur-driven tan Cadillac, and set off across the mountains for Dayton and another day's filming. Huston sighed happily. "Well, I ran into trouble last night," he said. "Went downstairs and dropped a thousand . .. Then went back up to the top floor of the casino and got it back, and two thou- sand besides." Two companions expressed admiration, but Miller, puffing on a worn pipe, merely gave Houston a silent sidelong glance. At the moment the Huston schedule runs about as follows: til 11 p.m., then a huge plate of cottage cheese and a trip down- stair to the crap tables until 4 or 5 am. followed by another nap and then conferences. with Miller at 7. In Dayton, some 500 oxkrng and sightseers were milling about ex- citedly as the car pulled in. Clark Gable and Montgomery Clift Gable wearing Western clothes and a dour expression; Marilyn had not arrived. Aware of Miss Monroe's habits, Gable has stipulated a guaran- teed 9-to-5 working day: If shoot- collect a bonus of $48,000 a week, which leads up to Gable's ace: oo Bince the Millers are partly fin- cores __anclng the _movle,- lateness costs herself money. Just before noon -- about 30 inutes late -- Miss Monroe and er coach, Paula Strasberg, ar- | Prize Pair by Couns Wheel, Vivid as oil paintings! Be an artist with a needle, and "paint" this handsome pair. _ Easy 8-to-inch cross stitch. Choose . brown, green, orange tones to bring glowing colour to a room, Pattern 576: two 8 x 21- -inch transfers; colour chart. Send THIRTY-FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use \ "1, 123 Eighteenth St, New Tor- : py Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. New! New! New! Our 1960 Laura Wheeler Needlecraft Book is ready NOW! Crammed with exciting, unusual, pular de- signs to crochet, knit, sew, em- home 'furnishings, toys, gifts, bazaar hits. In the book FREE ZT penis for your copy. Is doing well. ~~ Supper--after filming, a nap-un-- - were seated in collapsible chairs, . ing goes past schedule, he will" "Marilyn's "|= postal note for safety) for this galls to Laura Wheeler, Box = brofder, quilt, weave--fashions, == 3 quilt' patterns. Hurry, send rived, the latter wearing a long black duster, dark glasses, and a pointed black straw hat that made her look vaguely like a figure from a Charles Addams cartoon. Gable, across the street, looking like a marshal watching a suspicious stranger ride into town, squinted and lit a cigar- clte, "Filming finally fash with a scene in which the five stars 'enter town in an old car. Mrs. Strasberg, munching corn chips and yellow cheese, watched her wedged-in pupil. "She's a mar- velous actress," she announced, to nobody in particular. "Marvel- ous.' At the 2:15 lunch break, Miss Monroe walked over to Huston. "I'm sorry I was late," she said softly. "I've lost- some weight," she added, abstraetedly. Huston walked to a near-by house taken over by the produ- cer, poured himself a vodka on the rocks, and attacked the prob- lem of finding a tall and classic- looking Indian, as called for in Miller's script. All the local Pai- utes are under 5 feet 2, and non- classic. In the town saloon --- refurb- ished for the movie -- Gable sat sipping a lemon drink and listening to the complaint of a bearded native who had cornered him. "Not used to beer," the native was complaining. "Drank nothing but champagne all my life. Seen more of the world than anyone here, including you." Gable nodded. The lunch break over, rehears- als began inside the bar. Miss Monroe, slightly skittish in her scenes with Gable, looked re- peatedly at her husband (he nods very -slightly when he feels she "Gable is a mag- nificent actor," said Mrs. Stras- berg with an expression of sur- prised delight. "I watch him and study "all those little moves. He is truly: wonderful. I want to find some way to tell him." Clift, jubilant one moment and "silent the next, was watching from the sidelines, and singing "Mountain Greenery." Mrs. Strasberg gave some ex- tensive direction to her pupil while Miss Monroe fretted. Gable listened with a poker face, then, at the conclusion, gave the coach a broad wink. Across the street, two beer- drinking natives, one youthful, bearded, and enthusiastic, the other elderly and cynical, sat watching the young Hollywood girls walk by in their tight torea- dor- pants. A peroxide blonde swished past, and-the enthusiast sighed ecstatically. "Now lookit the finest woman I ever saw." The old man helped himself to a thumbnail of snuff. "I seen bet- ter heads on hogs," he announced. When the day's filming was fin- ished, the Millers, Huston, and Clift departed together for Reno, Gable drove off alone, heading for the huge Reno house he rents with his wife, servants, and dogs. "I think Gable will blow up just once," an observer said thoughtfully. "He's going to have to let everybody know where he stands." -- From NEWSWEEK. Now The Poor Pooch Can't Even Scratch! To the four basic dog frce- doms -- freedom to bark, bite; bait cats, and bury bones--an Oregon scientist proposed last month to add still a fifth: Free- dom from the old scratch. Dr. R. L. Goulding, an assistant pro- fessor at Oregon State College in Corvallis, believes that by feeding dogs certain chemicals he can make it positively fatal to a flea to bite a dog. It's not/that Dr. Goulding espe= cially fancies dogs. As an ento- mologist, he's interested in in- sects and got his- big flash last fall while - experimenting - with insecticides, He was working with Ruelen and ronnel, synthe- tic chemicals that are added to stock feed which, once in the bloodstream, kill pests that bite cattle, When it occurred to him that the same trick might work on dogs and fleas, Dr. Goulding bor- rowed dogs from his friends, but like the these pooches "didn't salty, bitter taste of the chemi- cals. Next he whistled up four puppies. "Puppies," he explain- ed, "will eat anything." On each he strapped a porous container .of fleas and began feeding the chemicals to three "of the dogs. Three days later, the three dogs were flea free. but the fourth was scratching furiously. "As far as we can tell," Dr. Goulding said, "these synthetic chemicals are com- pletely harmless. There's just one hitch. As the dog gets older, he gets more discriminating, and he doesn't like the taste." Now Dr, Goulding's problem ,is to teach old dogs his new tricks. Custom made earrings may be "simply constrifcted from earring backs plus buttons. The buttons, chosen to coniplement your out- "fit, are glued to the backs with household cement, . | that one; -he-said:- "It-that-ain't 1 1--to--make his peace with Gloria logh does marvels for a pile of fruit, A-PEELING --- Do You Remember 'Pie-In-The-Sky"? - Out of the Great American ~ Depression sprang some marvel- ous panaceas--but none more marvelous than the Townsend Plan, Its founder was lean, hard- collared Dr. Francis Everett 'McCul: Townsend, and he. got the idea, - he liked to say later, on a morn- ing in 1933, while shaving in the bathroom of his modest cottage in Long Beach, Calif. Through "the "window He saw 1wo tagged women grubbing inthe garbage cans in his alley. "A torrent of invectives tore out of me," Dr. Townsend would recall. He dashed off a pam- phlet: It proposed $200-a-month pension to a retired person over 60 in scrip to be spent within a month, Before long, an_ estimated 30 million people had rallied around the ple in Dr. Town- send's sky. The way was easy. When as many as 100 paid 25 cents each for a copy of the new gospel, they could form a Town- send Club. About 8,000 such clubs became a huge political force overnight, In those days, any candidate for Congress usually made haste the Townsendites. At one time, Dr. Townsend himself defied a Con- gressional committee looking in- to his followers' finances--and _ was forgiven a 30-day jail sent- ence by Franklin D. Roosevelt. - Ungratefully, the single-minded old doctor even tried to elect his own President, the Union Party candidate William Lemke, in 1936. =. Early this month at the age of 93, Dr, Townsend died in a Los Angeles hospital. His Townsend- ites "had . shrunken - 'elubs whose purposes nowadays are social." ~The soclal-security program had long since robbed the Townsendites of much of their force. But the biggest blow was ' the World War II-inspired boom, because Townsend's basic plan was never intended just to get pensions for old folks. What he . wanted was to end poverty. If old people got pensions, he rea-. soned, they would open jobs for - the young. And if they had to spend their monthly scrip fast, they would create still more jobs. 5 SLIGHTLY SWELLED HEAD? In Hollywood, actress Millie Perkins, who contends she hasn't been offered a role worthy of her talents since she starred ip' 'The Diary of Anne Frank," drew a suspension from Twentieth Cen- tury-Fox'for spurning the lead in "Tess of the Storm Country." "Millie snifféd: "It was only a ten- day picture." Her agent sniffed: "When you're with Yankees, you: don't join the bush.leagues." In London, Lynn Fontanne, no "| "mean actress herself, reminisced 'on her sniffless youth: "I never | stipulated that a part should be a good one, I never asked to read it. I snapped it up." = &§ H into 2,000 - writing with -the other. - passed [5 "Horvat: HRONICLES JGINGER FARM by Grmndoine P. Clarke Yesterday Partner was laugh- ing at me. It was a cool day so I wheeled my sun-cot from the front porch to the back patio where it was more sheltered. Then the sun came out, bright and warm. There was no way of escaping it so I went into the house and came out with a para- sol. So there was I, holding a parasol up with one hand-and Partner was sitting quite happily in a garden chair, He doesn't mind the sun at all, I wouldn't either except that it bothers my eyes. One thing is certain, I wasn't sitting in the sun last week! Our September heat wave was really awful while it lasted, wasn't it? On one of those ninety degree days 1 was sche- duled to speak at a W.I. meet- ing near Ginger Farm. I wished I could call it off but of course I didn't. On the way over I several farms where threshing was in progress and I - thought to myself -- what have I to grumble about compared. with "the women who are having to cook meals for threshers? Strange to say the talk I had prepared was entitled "Look "Back "in Gladness." In it T was comparing present day farm housekeeping to what it was thirty years ago. Now that hydro is "available for farm folk we have electric stoves, refrigera- tors, plug-in kettles and so on. Very different from the days ~ when getting meals for threshers meant either cooking on an oil- stove or bringing in chips from the backyard to make a quick fire in the kitchen range. Either way. created extra heat. I couldn't have chosen a better day to suggest to my fellow W.I back .in gladness. 3 On the way home I stopped to pay brief visits to a. few former neighbours. At one place _a large. swimming pool had been. installed at the back of the house. - About four adults and half a dozen children were hav- ing a wonderful time. But I am not sure that they were having any more fun-than our genera- tion did at the "ole swimmin' hole" down at the creek. I might add this swimming pool had not been installed from the proceeds of farm income, Although still living in the old farm house -- remodelled -- this young fellow has a far more lucrative income than he ever got from farming. A funny thing happened -on- 3 my cross-country trip. I had be given directions on how get from one place to another -- to farms we had known for . thirty-five years, This was all on account of Highway 401, That is to say people on certain farms now have to drive several miles to reach the next farm, because instead of a line fence the 401 is'now the dividing line. It is slightly confusing until you get used to it. I also noticed a « terrific increase in the amount Auntie, to keep ony ing to 'Uncle' from members that" they look of traffic on what used to be quiet country roads. Well, Dee and the boys are home from the cottage and back to normal living, Dave is strug- gling once again with the mys- teries of the "three R's." Not too enthusiastically, I gather. They were here Friday, well tanned and full of pep. Incidentally, during the summer I noticed quite a number of letters in the press, for and against mothers and children spending the sum- mer by the lake, leaving father to sweat it out downtown, work- ing all week and then driving to the: cottage for the week-end. + Some letters made the women sound awfully selfish. But are they? Mothers of small children are not just sitting around all summer, There is work no mat- * ter. where you stay. But at least the children have more freedom get more fresh air and build up reserve strength against the wine ter. As for father, unless he is the helpless type, he would sure- ly be happier alone, than he would be coming home to a restless family, hard to 'control, with insufficient outlets for |. their _energy, It isn't possible for all families to have a country ~=cottage but we feel that where it _is possible' it is definitely a good thing for everyone concern- 'ed. And living is cheaper. Dees was - thrilled because in two months she saved $30.out of her housekeeping' money. There were plenty of visitors but the visitors always helped with the work and with food supplies. That way no one was. out of pocket. Isn't the "news concerning 'Hurricane Donna dreadful? Can you imagine a popular holiday resort like Florida suffering such - disaster? And the end 'is not in sight. Donna is continu- ing on her way leaving millions of dollars damage in her wake, We hope she doesn't head for Ontario 'or will. have lost her __punch before she gets here. Few of us will have forgotten Hurri- cane Hazel. She arrived in Octo- ber. Some people 'are not the least weather-conscious. If they have planned a trip they go re- gardless. If we are away and a storm comes up we are always uneasy about what may be hap- pening at home. I suppose that is the result of "Hazel" and a - couple of twisters before that, 'Pat On The Back For Education With the air of a star half- ack patting the shoulder of a crawny scrub, big-time football at UCLA took notice recently of the academic side of the unjver- sity. The athletic department an- nounced that it will take $1,000 from .each home-game gate (average in 1959: $74,285), and present it during half-time cere-: monies to the College of Letters and Science, The ~purpose: To endow a graduate fellowship in. cach of several departments. "It's a plan combining the thrill of sport with the advance- ment of education," intercollegiate athletics. The academic subjects. lined up for grants in this fall's football sche- cule: English (the Pittsburgh "pame);, French (Stanford); geo- graphy (North Carolina State): philosophy (Air | Force Aca- demy); Germanic languages (Duke). "The people in athletics are not a bunch of dummies," Johns pointed out, reader. Your deepest sympathy. bubbled" Wilbur Johns, the director of ' | "They are | z Interested in education, too." __ "What's the best gift for a man J who has everything?" asks a bl (i No More Measles ? - Well, Maybe ! For the past two years, ever since famous Harvard virologist Dr. John Enders developed a measles vaccine, pharmaceutical houses have been racing to produce a marketable version, Using Dr. Enders' me- thod (weakening live measles virus by processing. it through tissue cultures), Dr. Fred Mc- Crumb and a team of University of Maryland researchers have produced a measles vaccine which will be made by the Philips - Electronics and Pharma- ceutical Industries Corp. The vaccine has successfully immun- ized 193 of 231 children inocu-. lated. Only a few, Dr, McCrumb said recently, developed any re- action, usually a mild fever. Tha weakened virus vaccine was ad- ministered to children by hypo- dermic, nose drops, or atomizer, While" Dr. McCrumb is con- tinuing his testing, Philips Is going ahead with its application to the U.S. Public Health Ser- vice for marketing privileges, "We're processing the data now," True Davis, Philips vice presi- dent said. "It will be in to the Health Service within the next six months, After that it's up fo them. I would guess that commercial sale is about a year away." Will This Be The Last Of Jalna? To the parishioners of the "corner lending' library, one of the great unresolved questions of our time has to do with an imaginary tract of real estate somewhere in Canada's Ontario. Can Jalna = stately home of the Whiteoak family in sixteen ' sibling novels. by Mazo de la Roche-----stay-out of -the grasp of the heartless housing develop- ers who would-turn its'spacious acres into a plcture window pur- gatory? At last report ("Centen- ary- at Jalna") the place seemed safe, thanks to Finch, the most affluent of the Whiteoaks. But Finch is a concert pianist, and who can feel truly secure in relying upon an. artist to keep the old homestead out of hock? "new installment in the Whiteoak . saga, titled "Morning at Jalna", ' Back-tracking to the 1860s, the 'book sheds no light on Jalna's veal what the Whiteoaks were up to while the U.S. was fight- ing. slaves"),: abetting a conspiracy to harass the Yankees from north of the border. Adeline; Jalna's red-hair- ed mistress (one day to be the centenarian matriarch of the clan), was in her glory playing hostess to the plot. Full of the old hustle-bustle narrative energy: that Jalna fans that a truly grave danger to the . Whiteoak clan exists in real life, At 75, Mazo de la Roche -- the slender, in fifteen languages -- is bed- ridden with a complication of illnesses which has left her too weak to write. In the Toronto home where she lives with a the nation's _ . 'This month .-- as often before in the last 33 years -- there is a "present-day fate, but it does re- = --pro-South=(%, =. -darkies-like-be-- the family was _ expect, the book gives no hint aquiline lady whose . serial saga has entrapped readers ._cousin - companion. Miss. de la..|-- Roche was carried downstairs 'one day recently and established on a chaise longue to speak with her old friend Edward Weeks, editor 'of The 'Atlantic. Merely - fo carry on a conversation was a taxing effort for her, Weeks said, and there was no discussion of future books. One thing she did talk of, he reported, was a scheme to serialize the Jalna cycle on 'TV. After long opposi- tion by the' author, the project now has her consent. Jalna, according to Edward Weeks -- editor and fan of Miss de la Roche ever since he gave her the $10,000 Atlantic fiction award for. the first novel in 1927 -- ig the heart's home of all who, yearn for the spacious life. In tha - U.S, more than 15 million Americans have bought the Jalna .. books, and the: standard refer- ence work, "Twentieth Century - Authors," has said that "few in- stitutions in- twentieth century . life are more solid and perman- ent than the Whiteoak family." Is the saga now at an end? Weeks declined to consider this. Mazo de la Roche, he said, can still manage a grin when you try to satisfy your own curiosity by drawing her out on some aspect of the life at Jalna which has yet to be told, My wife and I had words to-day. It's seldom this occurs. But when it does, I'm sure to-find That most of them are hers. r ~ Week's Sew-thrifty 'PRINTED PATTERN [£1 Daughter knows best! Her first choice for school is a spin- about "jumper in bright wool to partner with a-crisp blouse. Sew them yourself, save dollars! ~~ - Printed 'Pattern 4770: Girls' Sizes 6, 8, 10, 12, 14. Size 10 jumper takes 1% yards 54-inch; blouse 1% yards 39-inch fabric. Send FORTY CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for this pattern, - Please print plainly: SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS, STYLES NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth. St., New Toronto, Ont, ISSUE 40 -- 1960 Rs ALONE IN THE CITY = Her obs that only a small child can know, Regina Taylor, reflecting the unhappiness ~ £ FEE PE ER TO TRE TR SARIIIAY 'relatives to pick her Up in New York. The are. Separated, was. fouid, lost. in the cltys- aio Sewails: fore oC girl, whose parents

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