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Show Chaplain Urge For Napoleon KolerWeakens By RHEILAH GRAHAM (Copyright, 13T, for The Telegram) HOLLYWOOD, Nov. 2 Dear Diary: FRIDAY . . . The credit card reads that Greta Garbo and Charles Boyer are ths stars at ths "Con- lomew, in long pants for the first time, steals the show. Every step companied by a flashlight photograph. photo-graph. Finally I can stand it no longer and query. "How d'ye like your long pants. Freddie?" "I like them," replies Msster Bartholomew. Overlooked in the audience are Claudette Colbert. Tilly Losch (still awaiting her screen chance) and Paulette Goddard with Charlie Chaplin. At the end of the show Chaplin looks depressed. His namesake's name-sake's portrayal of Napoleon is an all-time high. And the comedian will probably abandon bis own "Napoleonic" "Na-poleonic" ambitions. SATURDAY . . . The football game between UCLA, and Washington Wash-ington State in hot, M-degree weather. Among the stars perspiring with the players snd your correspondent corre-spondent ars ftsnrgs Bsfl. ss iisusl very serious; June Lang, as usual accompanied by Tiny A. C. Blumen-thal; Blumen-thal; Dixie Dunbar, Betty Grable and Fiance Jackie Coogan. Later . . . The Jack Oskles" advertisement ad-vertisement party in the former Greta Garbo home. . . . Jack likes food, so there are two satisfying suppers. He ssys he likes Scotch, so Wife Venlta Varden Is drssssd as a Highland lassie. . . . Joan Crawford comes as a silver fox ad and is swathed In fur from tip to toe. . . . Ginger Rogers is her own sweet self. . . . Andy Devine looks pretty hot as ths Goodyear blimp. . . . And the strangest thing happens. Mr. Oakie. who finds It practically impassible to refrain from throwing people into his pool, refrains from doing so. Maybe Greta's aura was too much even for him. Rt'NDAY . . . At the Beverly Hills Tennis club Gilbert Roland is beating beat-ing Kay Stammers, and - Groucho Marx acts as ball boy for his la-year-old tennis champ son. On another an-other court Fred Perry and Ellsworth Ells-worth Vines play a hard singles but no one pays much attention. That's ths way of Hollywood. Thsre are so many champions of one sort or another here htat you have to be the Duke of Windsor at least to be noticed. ' MONDAY . . . The Troc cellar Is chock-a-block with movls stars. In one corner Ronnie Colman and Benita Hume are entertaining some English friends. ... At another side table Miriam Hopkins is telling her usual breathless anecdote to Husband Hus-band Litvak. . . . But a long center table is the high spot of the room. Constance Bennett is having a birthday birth-day party, with Guests Kay Francis. David Nlven (Where was Delmer Daves?). Gilbert Roland (of course), Dolores Del Rio and Husband Cedric Gibbons. Ths birthday cake is as discreet as Connie's press sgent I counted not more than 21 candles, Tl ESDAY . . . Lunch with Anna-bella Anna-bella at Twentieth Century-Fox. The new French import is more beautiful beauti-ful than Simone Simon snd speaks English much better. And I'm told Simone is not overhappy to have her countrywoman in the same studio. But she looks her usual perky self later In the day at the film society so-ciety showing of Chaplin's old pictures. pic-tures. And shs giggles at Gene Mar-key Mar-key when someone ribs him with. "Hello, Simple Simon. How are you?" WEDNESDAY . . . Gladys Swar-thout Swar-thout and Frank Chapman throw a dinner party in their new farmhouse-style home. . . . Guests of honor: Count snd Countess John McCormack. Ths count now prefers tennis to singing "I almost beat Ronnie Colman this morning." he booms proudly. . . . Miss Swarthout is tired -"Too much work," she says with a grimace at her director. Hank Potter. He breaks up the party with, "You have an I o'clock call In the morning." THl'RSDAY ... At the Eddie Cantor twenty-fifth entertainment anniversary. . . . John Barrymore laughs so much at Toaslmaster Georgie Jessel's witticism he almost falls into his soup. . . . Elaine smiles I languidly at her exuberant mate. . . . Myrna Loy queens it at ths M-G-M table with Husband Arthur Horn-blow Horn-blow of Paramount. |