Indianapolis Times, Volume 48, Number 8, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 March 1936 — Page 23

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Tohr Rvan. 10, irorkt behind the Jewelry counter of a large Manhattan department atore. She poe for a photograph to be uaed in a atore advertisement and Marty Hiatt, the photographer, tells her she has a “camera face. Toby goes to '•inner with Bill Brandt, who works in an advertising agency. A few days later Toby loses her Job, due to the scheming of Jealous Maurlne Ball, also employed in the Jewelry department. Toby's efforts to find another Job are fruitless. Then she meets Marty Hiatt again. He sends her to Ben Blake, manager of a model agency. Blake tells her that in order to register as a model she must have photographs. Toby, lacking $25 to have the photographs made, says she has changed her mind. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER EIGHT BEN BLAKE said, “Do you mean you’ve changed your mind or you haven’t the money?” Toby met his gaze. “I haven’t the s2s,’’ she said. “Even if I had a job, a regular one— and I haven't—it would take months for me to save that much. I'll just have to forget about it. I’m sorry.” “Wait a minute,” Blake interrupted. “Maybe we can do something about this.” “But Mr. Blake—” He did not seem to hear her. Picking up the telephone, he said to the operator, “Get Marty Hiatt on the wire for me.” Toby exclaimed insistently, “Oh, I couldn’t ask him—!” Blake raised one hand, silencing her. “You let me handle this,” he said. “Sit d^wn.” Toby obeyed. A minute ' later Blake was speaking into the telephone again. “Marty?” he said. “How’ryou? Yes—yes, I’ve been talking to her. She’s here now.” For several moments he listened, now and then making monosyllabic answers. Presently, he said, “Listen, Marty, are you doing that Worthingale job? You are? Well, here’s what I was thinking about. How about using Miss Ryan on that job and, instead of paying her, let her have some of the photographs? Could you do that? Well, I thought—yes, sure. Yes. Wait a minute; I’ll ask her—” Blake turned to Toby. “Marty says he can use you on a job this afternoon. He’s willing to let you have some of the pictures instead of paying you. Is that all right?” “Oh, yes, Mr. Blake!” "Could you go over to his studio this afternoon?” “I can go any time.” * a a BLAKE spoke Into the telephone again. “It’s all right, Marty,” he said. “She’ll be there. What time do you want her? rour o'clock. • Okay. Thanks, Marty. 11l be seeing you in a day or so. Yes—good-by.” He put down the telephone, pushing It aside. “Well,” he said, “that’s that. Hiatt will make the pictures and turn them over to me. Os course I can’t promise that we’re going to be able to get you work as arr idel. It all depends on how well you photograph. The pictures will be the test.” Toby said, “I don’t know how to thank you ” ‘Never mind about that,” Blake cut in. “Wait until we see how those pictures turn out. Hiatt wants you at his studio at 4 o'clock.” He glanced at his wrist watch. “You've a little time yet. Maybe there're some questions you want to ask about this business.” “There are,” Toby admitted. “You see, I don’t know anything about it at all. I didn't even know there was a place like the Model’s

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League until Mr. Hiatt told me.” “Well,” Blake crossed one knee j over the other and settled back comfortably. “In the first place, the regular price for modeling is $5 an hour. That’s for photoI graphic work. Artists’ models pose I three hours for $5. That’s why most girls would rather work for I photographers. Some girls the ones in demand—are paid three and four times the regular rate. We have six on our lists who have ! yearly contracts with a cigaret company that pays them SIOOO not to pose for any other cigaret manufacturer. Besides the SIOOO, the girls are paid for all the modeling they do, and they can work for as many other advertisers as they please—but no ether cigaret company. Some of these girls earn as much as SSOOO and S6OOO a year. Os course, there aren’t many of them. I believe I forgot to tell you that we charge 10 per cent of all fees for our services.” tt n HE reached for a large leatherbound book on the comer of his desk, and handed it to Toby. “Here.” he said, “is our model book. Maybe you’d like to look through it.” Toby opened the book and turned the pages. Each was made up of reproductions of photographs. There were girls of all types—blond and brunet; tall and aristocratic-looking; small and vivacious; girls who looked like "the outdoor type” and girls who • were like orchids; girls posing in evening wraps, in bathing suits, in riding habits. Beneath th 2 pictures were descriptions of each girl, giving the color of her hair and eyes, her height, weight and the sizes of dresses, hats, shoes, gloves, etc., she wore. ‘What do these letters mean?” Toby asked, pointing to a line that read “A-B-E-H-L-M-N-O-P.” “That’s a code,” Blake told her, “f o r convenience. A means ‘Camera experience.’ O means that particular girl has beautiful legs. Some models are willing to pose in bathing suits, lingerie and so on, and others are not. Some will do medicinal advertising and some won’t. The code tells. These books go to photographic studios and advertising agencies. From it they select the models they want and telephone us. We get in touch with the girls, make appointments and do the rest. See how it works?” Tobey nodded. “I’m beginning to,” she said. “Mr. Blake, do you tt U tt really think I can do it—pose, like these other girls—” He smiled. “I’ll tell you after I’ve seen those photographs,” he said. “But you’d better be getting along now. Know where Hiatt’s studio is?” SHE said she did not and Blake told her how to reach the place. The address was within walking distance. Toby hurried away and 15 minutes later was stepping from another elevator into another hallway. She found the studio and entered without hesitation. A girl sitting at a desk, looked up and asked whom she wished to see. Toby said, “I want to see Mr. Hiatt. I’m Toby Ryan—” “Oh, yes, Miss Ryan,” the girl said quickly. “Go right on in. He's expecting you.” Toby entered a large room, unfurnished except for a curious assortment of chairs, a bench and table at one end. There was a camera, facing a small raised platform. On either side of the platform were lights such as those Toby had seen when she posed for the photographs at Bergman’s. A

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tall basket of artificial flowers, an iron railing and several strips of linoleum were the only other objects in the room. A tall young man was working away over one of the lights. He raised his head and Toby asked hesitantly, “Is Mr. Hiatt here?” The tall young man motioned toward a door. “Back there,” he said. “He’ll be out in a minute or so.” Toby waited. Presently Marty Hiatt, coatless, his sleeves rolled to the elbows and his red hair somewhat ruffled, appeared. “Hello,” he said, addressing Toby. “So you got here.” “I hope I’m not late—” Hiatt said, “You’re on time all right.” He went on, “Mary’ll show you the dresses you’re to wear. There are three of them. It doesn’t make any difference which you put on first. We’re to shoot all of them. Oh, Mary—” THE girl from the outer office entered and Toby to a tiny dressing room. Across one end of the room, on bars, several dresses were hanging. “You wear size 12, don’t you?” Mary asked. “Here they are.” She pointed out three light-colored summer frocks, hanging side by side. “Anything else you want, let ms know,” Mary added and then disappeared. Toby surveyed the dresses. There was a green and white checked seersucker, a printed voile and a two-piece, bright blue linen with a round white collar and bow tie. With no hesitation Toby slipped the linen over her head. It fitted perfectly. Toby, gazing at her reflection, smiled. The dress was becoming, as she had known it would be. Ten minutes later she was on the platform before the camera. The lights blazed down on her with their scorching heat. She took the pose as Hiatt instructed and felt awkward. Toby told herself earnestly, “Everything depends on this. I’ve got to make good now! I’ve got to—” ' tt a AND then suddenly everything began to go wrong. Hiatt was shouting instructions at his assistant. He shouted at Toby, too. “No, no!” he said, “not like that. Can’t you be more natural? You look wooden, stiff. No, it won’t do—” A light, poised precariously, started to fall and the assistant caught it barely in the nick of time. When the lights were in place again Hiatt said, “Now again. Please, Miss Ryan. PLEASE—!” Toby took the pose. It wasn’t right this time either, and she knew it. She felt stiff, strained. She tried to smile, but the lights blinded her and made her squint. This was nothing like the time she had posed at Bergman’s. It hadn't seemed important then and it had been easy. Now, when so much depended on it, she was panicstricken, helpless. Hiatt, behind the camera, said wearily, “Let’s try it from the other side. Maybe that will be better. Turn your head—” Toby turned. Startled, her eyes met those of a young man standing in the doorway. He was staring at her intently. All at once, with a quick flush of color, Toby recognized him. (To Be Continued)

Montmartre Party Held BY HELEN WORDEN Times Special Writer NEW YORK, March 20. been taking stock of the things Indianapolis people like in New York. Mrs. Franklin Rand Magee says her favorite place is the Russian Tearoom next door to Carnegie Hall. “Mrs. J. Campbell Philips frequents the little restaurant,” Mrs. Magee said. “Fannie Hurst’s husband, Jacques Danielson, lunches there every noon. It is always full of peo- , pie important in the music world.” Several people famous in the music world turned out for the opening of the new season at the Montmartre Thursday evening, among them Grace Moore and George Gershwin. Lehr Would Have Liked It Tongue-in-the-cheek ghosts of Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish and Harry Lehr must have floated approvingly through the gray and blue rooms of the fashionable Montmartre that night. It was a party after their own hearts. “What do you think of society?” Elsa Maxwell, court jester of Parkav, asked John, the parrot. John's reply was a Bronx cheer. He and Miss Maxwell are part of the new floor show in the night club on the second floor of the Winter Garden Building, controlled by the Shuberts. Elsa Maxwell as mistress of ceremonies introduced 80-year-old John to society. Race Horse Named After John John is known in the social world. Cne of Jock Whitney’s racing horses, John Tio, is named after him. He is very gentle and. like all African Grays, a great grandstand player. Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish and Harry Lehr loved to give animal parties. It is difficult to say whether their monkey dance at Newport or their elephant ball in Mrs. Fish's town house caused more of a stir. History is repeating itself at the Montmartre. Miss Maxwell looks like Jeanette Gilder, sister of the erudite Richard Watson Gilder, editor of the Century. Practical Miss Glider figured prominently in the early history of the Montmartre back in 1913 when red-haired Joan Sawyer was the featured dancer. JOB’S DAUGHTERS TO BE VIEWED An official inspection of Bethel 4, Job 8 Daughters, is to be held at 2 tomorrow at 230 E. Ohio-st. Miss Thelma Tugh. honored queen, is to preside, and Mrs. Auida L. Runyan is to be inspecting guardian. Mrs. Elizabeth Uland, Bethel guardian, and other grand officers are to attend.

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Aline Darling, M.-G.-M. screen beauty, demonstrates that “kitchen-cupboard” cosmetics are safe and efficacious. Left, even ice isn't essential as a home cosmetic—cold water also will help skin. Right, a few drops of perfume makes plain olive oil a fine skin softener.

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TANARUS% A" ODERN household gadgets have contrived fewer mishaps for the cook to mourn over than in other days. But as long as the telephone WILL ring when there’s a pan of cookies in the oven or the small boy of the family comes in with wet shoes at the moment the vegetables are ready for buttering, there will be minor kitchen catastrophes. The most common accident in every home is the boiling dry of saucepans in which vegetables are cooking. When this happens, turn the contents of the cooking pan immediately into a fresh pan and don’t under any consideration scrape the burned pan. Usually the burned portion of the vegetable will stick to the pan and the part in the fresh pan will be all right. If you are using an aluminum pan, as soon as the vegetable has been transferred to the fresh pan, I put the burned one in a large kettle I of cold water, but put no water inside. WHEN GRAVY GOES WRONG To the too-greasy gravy, add more flour, and since this naturally thickj ens the sauce, more liquid and more seasonings. For lumpy sauces, too-thick sauces and too-greasy ones, there is a remI edy: Add more liquid and then more | seasoning. Too-thin sauces can be thickened by adding more flour, stirred to a I smooth paste with cold milk or water. Add only a little at a time, stirring vigorously. Often a lumpy sauce may be made smooth by beating ! with an egg beater. If this fails ; there’s always the strainer to fall back on. CURDLED SAUCES Curdled custard and mayonnaise are best beaten with a rotary beater. The mayonnaise should be beaten into a tablespoon of lemon juice in a fresh bowl. Add the curdled mixture gradually. Then all the rest of the oil just as if nothing had gone wrong. BURNED CAKE When cakes, cookies, biscuits and rolls are burned, the best thing to do is to take off as much of the burned portions as possible. Corners and edges of cakes can be trimmed away, relying on the frosting to cover the traces. Crisp surfaces such as cookies and rolls can be grated with THETA ALUMNAE” MEET TONIGHT Gamma Alumnae members of Kappa Theta Sorority are to meet for a covered-dish supper at 6 tonight at the Butler University chapter house. 442 Wi 46th-st. Miss Dorcas Rock is supper chairman. A nominating committee is to be appointed and a party for the senior class members in the sorority discussed, . *

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a fine grater to remove the effects of too much heat. UNSUCCESSFUL FROSTING If boiled frosting is too thick or begins to stiffen too quickly, add hot water, a few drops at a time, beating constantly. The frosting that remains runny in spit j of beating should be put into the top of the double boiler and cooked and beaten over hot water until the sugar begins to form crystals around the edge of the pan. Remove at once from water and beat until stiff enough to spread.

Butler Alpha Chi Omegas Honor National Officer

Fifteen new members of Alpha Chi Chapter, Alpha Chi Omega Sorority, at Butler University, took part today in entertainment for Mrs. Walter Reitz, Oil City, Pa., national sorority counsellor, who is visiting Indiana chapters. The new members were initiated formally last night, following which they were honor guests at a banquet given by the active chapter at the new chapter lodge. Included were Misses Virginia Burford, Louise Baker, Martha Louise Boyd, Nadine Fry, Ethel Jean Johnson, Mary Jacqueline Holliday, Martha Howard, Madeline Price, -inn Chapman and Jane Ann Greenlee Wood, all of Indianapolis, and Misses Dorothy Carey, Westfield; Gertrude Glover, Veedersburg; Betty p Mrs. Walter Reitz QUALITY HOSIERY NISLEY CO. CQr 44 N. Penn. St. Jr Pr .

BY ALICIA HART 'T'HE woman whose budget is limited should realize the importance of the beauty preparations on her kitchen shelves. She ought to invest whatever money she has in really good cosmetics for which there are no substitutes, then supplement these with efficacious home-made concoctions. For instance, if your budget allows for hand lotion but not for skin tonic, turn to your old friend, ice water. Apply it lavishly at night after you have cleaned face and throat and slap plenty of it on in the morning before you smooth on foundation cream or lotion. Any skin expert will tell you that ice water—and even ice applied directly to the skin—stimulates sluggish circulation and tends to refine the pores. Also that a weak solution of lemon juice makes a fine bleach for elbows and hands. As far as masks are concerned, the kitchen provides ingredients for at least three excellent ones. Even screen actresses who can well afford expensive treatments often treat their skins to milk facials. Simply clean your face, pat on milk, let dry, apply another layer and leave on for at least 20 minutes. Rinse off with ice water. tt tt IF you use an egg mask, clean your skin, pat on a layer of beaten egg white, let dry, then apply a layer of whipped yolk. Let this dry. Repeat in layers until all of one egg has been used. Rest for half an hour. Remove the mask with cold water. If you have dry skin, finish with cream. An oatmeal mask consists of plain, uncooked breakfast oatmeal, mixed with enough sweet milk to form a smooth paste. Put it on clean skin, let dry, then remove with ice water. Finish with cream. If you haven’t cream, use warm olive oil. Olive oil, by the way, is good for rough feet, dry skin and chapped hands as well as the scalp. The girl who washes and cares for her own hair ought to massage warm olive oil into her scalp the night before the shampoos. During winter months every one who doesn’t have a massage cream should rub olive oil on heels and knees at least once a week. Occasionally it’s a splendid idea to smear it on your hands first before you go to bed and to wear clean cotton gloves while you sleep.

Lou Wright, Fortville; Mildred Woosnam, Alexandria, and Beth Page, Morris, 111. Mrs. Reitz was honored today at a luncheon at the lodge. Presidents of other Greek letter sororities on the campus also were guests. Mrs. Reitz is to accompany Miss Mildred Blacklidge, national Alpha Chi secretary, to the Central Province convention at the Ohio State University chapter April 3 and 4. She is to make a visit to other Indiana chapters next week. Adds Com to Beans That old reliable dish, baked beans, can be made new by adding a can of corn 30 to 40 minutes before removing the beans from the oven, suggests Leila Hyams, movie actress. Prevents Stretching When washing woolens, particularly woolen sweaters, lay them flat to dry or they will pull out of shape, says Harriet Hilliard, film player. (vu* PM/kZING .u ‘ i I page

Ease Into New Life, Jane Says

Wife Is Advised to Break Through Her Own Inertia. If you’re discouraged orer your problems, write to Jane Jordan for help in solving them! She will answer your questions in this column. Dear Jane Jordan—l made a mistake with my husband and I hope some of the brides who read this will take a tip from what I have to say. I gave up parties, as my husband just couldn’t be sociable with any one whom I liked. I gave up my friends because he seemed to wish it. At that time I thought his love was all I ever would need,

but after five years things are different. My giving in has made him sulky and now I have no women friends except his mother. I am tired of hearing about masculine joys, tired of talk about bowling and trucking, but he

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doesn’t realize this, as I am a good listener. For him I learned to swim and enjoy fishing and get a blistered back from sitting over the water for hours, but I can take it, for I am making him happy. I want some girl friends. I’d like to talk to women my own age. I get to go downtown whenever I want to, as my mother-in-law is willing to keep our boys at any time, but I to be in her debt so much. The biggest hurt my husband gave me was when he drove me to give up the lovely friendship of my sister; w r e were inseparable before my marriage. Afterwards he made it clear that she wasn’t welcome in our home; so she faded out of the picture and now I seldom see her. My husband doesn’t show me any affection any more and I am terribly lonely. Should I declare war in my otherwise happy home and go out and acquire women friends, or should I just sit back and make the best of the mess I made for myself? ANOTHER DAILY READER. Answer—l doubt if your husband has the slightest idea that he has driven away your friends. He 1s simply wrapped in self-centered felicity and regards you as an adornment to his own ego rather than as a separate person. The result of his unintentional imprisonment of his wife is that he finds her less interesting. If you never have any new experiences you grow stale and lose your zest for living. It is not too late for yon to mend your ways. Break through your own inertia and go where other women are. The papers are full of lectures and classes devoted to the interests of women. There are countless clubs, churches and other organizations which would welcome you as a member. You have only to show your interest in a project to be beseiged with requests to help with this and that. Again there are your neighbors whom you must meet here and there in your housekeeping errands who would respond to a friendly greeting and an invitation to call. Every married couple should be able to enjoy friends who drop in in the evening to break the monotony. If your husband gets on well with other men, wouldn’t he enjoy bringing his friends and their wives to the house for dinner? Then there is your sister. Is there any reason why you should not seek her out in your loneliness and meet her friends? A hobby is an excellent device for adding zest t*> life and attracting friends. If you sew, knit, bake, draw, sing, read or collect stamps diligently, somebody will notice your endeavor and enjoy learning from you or teaching you more. Sharing is one of the joys of existence, for it relieves life of its tedium. There is not and never will be anything to take the place of

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Peace Group Meeting Set Session of the Indianapolis Institute of International Relations are to be held April 18, Mrs. Florence Carpenter, chairman, announced* today. The institute is sponsored by the Mid-West Institute of International Relations, Northwestern University. It was organized in an effort to co-ordinate efforts of all students and adult groups interested in working toward peace. Committees were appointed at a recent dinner meeting held by the newly-formed executive committee at the Young Women’s Christian Association. Miss Agnes Calvert, Alvin Coate, the Rev. Howard Anderson and Miss Dorothy Keane are on the speakers’ committee. Registration is to be in charge of Miss Ruth Milligan, the Rev. O. H. Folger, Hugh Learning, Mrs. Frank L. Evans and Mrs. Leonard Smith. The literature committee includes Mrs. Imogene Poston Huddlestone, Miss Frances Allen, Mrs. Howard Lytle, the Rev. E. J. Unruh and Miss Helen Young. Publicity is to be directed by Mrs. Louis Kirkoff, Mrs. Hoyden Shepard, Miss Mildred Beard, Mrs. J. D. Coleman, Miss Minnie Lloyd and Mrs. Hunter Hedger. FRIENDS HONOR GERTRUDE HINES Parties are being given honoring Miss Gertrude Hines, Noblesville, who is to be married May 10 to Orval Evans. Miss Irene Bishop entertained recently with a miscellaneous shower honoring the bride-to-be. Guests Included Misses Hazel Cunningham, Evelyn Bridenstine, Charlotte Carl, Audra Swift, Lois Cowgill, Lavonne Fullgraff and Mrs. Herbert Wilson, all of Indianapolis. Out-of-town guests included the honor guest's mother, Mrs. A. J. Hines; her sister, Mrs. Russell Huff, both of Noblesville; Mrs. Alfred De Groot, Spencer; Mrs. Kenneth Thom, Peru; Mrs. Charles Mull, Greenwood; Mrs. Cyrus Herod, Scottsburg, and Miss Edith Manges, Crawfordsville. contact between two human beings. Such changes as you make need not be done hastily or in a manner which will antagonize your husband. A clever wife would ease him into anew set of circumstances with the minimum of friction. However, you must steel yourself against his unreasonable objections to your normal pursuits, if they come. A kind but firm insistence upon the right to interests of your own will wear him down if you aren’t afraid. ®MpI SPECIAL* TOMORROW^ Cannon Trojan Sheets l 72x99, 81x90, 81x99 ▼ § ['■ Pfljowcases to Match 4 for $1 B { w^sHiNOTPßrsrr