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HONGKONG TELEGRAPH

April 10, 1940.

By Ernie Bushmiller

Wednesday,

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ANDY HARDY GETS SPRING FEVER

THE curtain went up and there was

Polly as Talula under a banana tree. Then, from the wings came Andy as the Rear Admiral, followed by an Ensign.

The Ensign saluted. “A tropic paradise indeed Admiral."

"Indeed," Andy agreed. "We need never to worry about supplies, Hendrickson. See. A banana tree." Then be noticed Tahun. "By Gad, Hendrickson, what a beautiful native girl." He strade forward. your name?"

"Tahula."

"Gad, Hendrickson, the child speaks Eng- lish." He turned to her again. "How is it you speak the white man's language, Tahula ?"

She explained prettily. "Many moons ago a steam canoe like one that brings you, came here across the

grent aca. The canue, she sink, but one while god like you is saved. He marry native girl. She my mother, he глу father. Here. I have something from his coal." She fished out u but- ton from her nennty cos- Lumac.

The Rear Admiral turned to his Ensign. "Off with your hat, Hen- drickson. We are in the

presence

of our herole dead. We have found at last the ghastly fate of those brave American heroes who were lost at sea in the great wind of "17.

Now ho bowed grandly to Ta- hula. "You are pretty my child." A

new and awe-inspiring thought seemed to come to him. "Gnd Hen- drickson, think of it. This fair olive skinned creature is a daugh- ter of the U.S.A.”

It was the first scene of the play ⚫and the audience responded with a tremendous round of applause. The scenes that followed were equally triumphant, and finally the curtain fell. Then it rose again on the second act. A stage night was de- scending and as the Rear Admiral and Tabula stood together, near the footlights, the moon began to appear little

little by little and really "smooth" at that, pretty

Now the tear Admiral was in the "You ask me why I am a KTOGVS. bitter man, Tabula. Ah, what does a little unspoiled native girl know Well, he told him- of such things.

self in pleased surprise. Stickin' Plaster was doin' all right up there with the moon.

"But I can guess," Tahula said. "You do not like us."

"No. no. you do not understand." "But how can you be so unhappy on a night like this-with the moon up above. In our happy country hère, the moon is the-how do you say the harvest-me for love."

"Love"

the Rear Admiral scoffed. "Not to

little savage malden. for me. I come of sterner stock. Years ago my father taught me that love and duty never can be mixed. And am here on duty, Tahala."

"But soon you will have finish the runs you put up on nur island."

"Ah yes." Andy bezan to get a little worried. The moon seemed to be shitting. "But then I must sail away, back to my native land,"

"Do not go my strange white god. Tabula has love for

crash

There came a BUS-

from backstare. It plelously like Stickin' Pinster's Ind- der. And suddenly the moon bolt- ed in a elvantle are, clear across the backslave from right to left. Then it dived from view.

"What is

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sibilities, my family honour to . think of."

"Tahula so unhappy. She want to dle in the blue lagoon." She ran back to the palm tree and the Rear Admiral went after her. He seemed a little uncertain, however, -- she put up, her face to him. "You don' wan' Tabula to die, do you?"

Rather feebly the Rear Admiral kissed her. Then tears of humilia- tion gathered in his eyes. Now the audience was greeting every fine with suppressed laughter.

He pointed. "By yonder moon I swear Tahula, that the day will come. when I can return to this Island Paradise and claim you for my wife,"

And as if he had summoned it. the moon did come onto the scene this time from the left. It again, made another dizzy are and im- mediately sank from view.

Every man, woman and child in the Auditorium promptly went into hysterics.

"You love Tahula, white god?" Polly asked, breathing delicately

Andy's neck. "I love

you Tahula," he said, taking her into his arms.

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it

But now the moon made its third appearance. This time lurched across the sky us if I had been off on a drunk. The audience almost tore the roof off. They yelled, they howled, they belly- laughed.

Slowly, the curtain descended on. the love tableau.

Andy's face was burled on his make-up table when Miss Meredith came in. She bent over him. "I'm going to keep the boys out, Andy, until you can get hold of yourself.

His voice was suffled, "But they laughed."

"Only at the moon. Not of you

or Polly or the play. Now you Just pick yourself up for that third act and you go out there and give such a performance that every- one'll forget the moon and think

of what you're saying. Be a

good sport Andy" she conxed. "Don't quit now. She smiled to

Shricka of laughter arose from herself as she called on the old

the nullence.

· ANDY wanted to Allo Heht there on the spot. Ho tight- oned his lios. however, and went on, "But my country calls. I have duties, respon-

elfche. "The show must go on, you know."

The members of the east were all walling in the wings for him and, Andy noticed with satisfaction, looking mighty worried. He rose to the occasion., "Let's not talk about it any more fellan," he said In a Hamlet manner. "To your

places men. The show must go on. And now it you don't mind I'd like to be alone. I must get myself In the mood for the third act.“

He was in the midst of his mood when suddenly he heard a man's voice behind him. It brought him up with a start. It wasn't the voice, it was the way it had said, "Rose."

He turned and all the strength' seemed to drain out of his limbs.

There in the shadow Rose was kissing a tall young man, saying "Bill, Bill," over and over again and acting, acting,-like-

A sob broke from Andy's throat, a sob of anguish so acute that it seemed to tear him in two. Then he was conscious that Sidney MIL- fer was there, pushing him on stage and telling him it was his

cuc.

Hardly knowing where he was,

walked out.

You have come back to Ta- hula?" Polly cried, running to him, Twice, she said the line but Andy stood there in silence, a tragic little figure in a Rear Ad- miral's dress uniform. There was a single from the audience as the Prompter hissed hla line.

came

Somehow the words through to Andy's numbed brain. With his heart smashed to bits, he managed to stumble through it. "No. I have not come back to you, Tahun,"

The scene went on and each time. he had to fumble stupidly for his dialogue. His eyes were clouded with tears, his lips would barely

open,

Why shouldn't I go?" the Promp- ter was whispering. Andy lesked past him and then through his blurred vision he saw Rose and "B" take their places near the First Entrance.

His brain began to clear. Ho could see it all now. She was out there so that she could save the She didn't care about him.

play.

bey shouldn't I go?" he said

It was just the play she was in- terested in. That's the way it had

all along slowly, the words came from

and 1118 heart. He

was looking past Polly, straight at Rose. "Why shouldn't I go? Why shouldn't I leave someone as talihless ns you aro?"

"No, no," Talula cried.

Polly was there in front of him but he was pouring out his heart to Rose alone. "I gave you my dreams," he and tragically, "1 walked with you in the moonlight.. I told you things about me no one else has ever known." He was

mixing his own words now with those of the play. His voice rose -impassionedly, as he turned away from Polly and stepped closer to the footlights. "Things that no one ever knew before," he cried, "đo you hear? No one but you."

* ☆ *

ONCE more Andy spoke his lines, laying bare his poor stripped heart. "Do you re- member the flowers I gave you, the white ones? I might have guessed what you felt by the way you threw them aside."

Then, as the throbbing wonda tilled the Auditorium, the whole adolescent, comleat little play took on meaning and stature. Folly stared at Andy, with wide awed eyes. The audience was quiet. Andly was giving a performance vorthy of the greatest actor in the world and nobody but himself and Itose knew that he was

meaning every single word he was saying,

"And I was going to keep those flowers all my life," he cried, "bat I've thrown them

now away thrown them away along with my illusions about you." And from 'the bottom' of his soul, came his plaint. "Why didn't you tell me there was someone else? Why didn't you tell me you were in love with someone else all the time?"

'No, Polly picked up her cue.

volce WOS choked. nuiling you can say. Polly opened her mouth to sprok her line but she was stunned into allence. Andy was saying words that had never even been in the script. "I trusted you,” he groaned In anguish, "and you betrayed me."

"Andy. Andy darling,"

no,

"This

Poily under her breath. "Olve me my cue."

eyes had been following Rose as she walked out of the theatre

withs Bill. Something surged up in him, a desire to shriek out their names, to hurl condemnph- tions at them at the top of his voice. But all at once Polly did the only thing

she could think of. She threw her arms around hlo neck and kissed him squarely the mouth.

Something happened to Andy, With her life arust his, he sud- denly realized where he was His eyes widened.

on

"My cus," Polly begged. And now It was not Andy, but the Rear Admiral - who awung around and faced her, striking n

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broad attitude. The show must go on. "There's nothing you can say," he shouted and once again he was only an actor reading melodramatie lines from a high school play,

Pully

picked it up. "Yes, yes. love you."

"Go back to year sweetheart. Tell him he's welcome to anyone as Ackle as you. As for me, thank

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HE, turned and made grand sweeping exit as his Tahula collapsed in tears.

There was riotous applause and Andy, fully aware that he merited this recognition, stepped out of his rugle exit wallt font enough to bow raelously. The audience's 10 thia was almost

response hysterical.

Then it mounted in volume as the volcano began to roar. Light ene from the crater and the red flames began to lick out toward the ky. "Farewell, Farewell," Tabula called with wild Resture she Jumped Into the volcano.

and

It had been wonderful evening for the Hurdys and all that had been lacking was Andy's presence in the finale. They didn't start Ageling until midnight but when twelve thirty strucks everyone be- Kan τα ετσιν

Eome anxiety. The Judge tried to keep his own worry to himself but when a telephone call to the Benedict's house made it clear that Andy hadn't Kone to Polly's party a deep pain began to gnaw at him.

Was it possible that he bad underestimated Andy's stand last night?

But as the thought came, he promptly went to the telephone. Rore Meredith was on the porch of her house when she heard the bell ringing Inside.

"Goodnight darling." she whis pered tenderly ns Bl held her close.

"Goodnight dear." They klased and then he turned to go. "Until to-morrow. And remember-every love minute Rose--how much I

'you.

hall

She hurried to the rear of, the and picked up the receiver. "Hello.Yes. who Is it? Judge Hardy?" Her heart turned over. Andy not home yet at this hour? In a panic, he began to speak. "Judge Hardy, to-night after the play there was no chance to speak 10 you alone. You see, night

last-

The Judge out in. "Andrew, told me about Inst night. And I im- agine that after seeing your Mr. Franklin he's ashamed to face

me.

"She was silent. Then she sald slowly. can imagine what Andy Winks because he disappeared be- fore I could explain."

The Judge put a plen into his voice. My hands are tled, Misr in- Meredith. I wouldn't dare trude on the boy at this kind of And mement but if you could" Hiddenly a tender little idea came to him. "Miss Meredith, where were you and Andy last night when he-asked you to marry him? the Park Gardens?"

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Yes?" "You can see them from your windows. Would you look and if there's anybody there now"

She She smiled. "I loalt." went to the French windows. Yes, tiny pathelle Bgure was huddied

the on the bench in

pergola, It was Andy, alone in a lost world. She went back to the telephone. "There is someone,"

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"I'm sure you know what to do, don't you?"

"Yes I do. Goodnight Judge Kardy,"

*

SHE tiptoed down the path so that he wouldn't hear her. coming.. "Hello Andy," she scid, reaching the bench.

He looked at her as I she, ware "Hello" And un apparition. then, as she sat down, he said, not looking at her, "must've been quite wiru to-night. Flowers're almost Hone

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Her voice was low. "I know how you feel Andy."

He asked wearlly, "who is he?" She told the story as ensually as possible. "B Franklin. He's a professor in the college I went to. You re Andy, ho was part of the story I said I would tell you Inst night."

"I remember_"

She went on. "We tell in love last spring. But in the autumn he decided he didn't have enough money to marry me. So I went nway. He came,atter me to-night because he's just won on endow- ment to do research and travel." He wouldn't even glance at her and his tone was implacable as ho said, "I'd have earned enough."

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She didn't quite know what to do with

that. "Of course," agreed helplessly.

Now his voice deepened into deadly hate. "He let you cry by yourself at night."

"Yes Andy. But he was miser- able too."

and

His words came

rough harsh, "I would never hurt you that way."

up and He jumped turned a defiant back toward her.

"Andy." She rose too, then walked around and faced him. Her

ler eyes were hurt, bewildered. "You've no right to do is to me." "Do what?" he demanded in- dignantly.

"I'm just as miserable as you are." She spoke to him frankly, reasonably. "Listen Andy, To night for these few minutes, Jut's meet this once on an equal basis." His face darkened and he de- mantied with truculence. “Yeah- and then what?" But a spark of interest glowed in the eyes that had been so dead before.

"And then," she said, with dig- nity,

"I'll talk to you as if you The spark glowed were a man. brighter. She called on all her judgment, on all her intelligence to help this boy back Into the Spring- time of his own youth again.

"You see Andy, a boy couldn't

nd. But a man can." understand.

"Well, what?"

"Andy, to-morrow you're going one way and I'm going another. Let's seize these few minutes, hold them tight in our hands until we've Faid our say, then let them She sought a vivid f would appeal to him. "And per haps," she added vibrantly, they'll leave some stardust on our fingers that we can never rub off.

Ills reaction was

was totally unex- peeled. She had hoped to coften Him,

Tals savage frenzy AAA something she wasn't prepared for. "That's what hurts," he said wildly, "when you talk like that. No one will ever talk to me bke you again. No one's voice'll ever be like yours. As long as I live

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He dropped on the bench in a fired Title heap. And then, as he looked up at her through his tears, strained wracked words passed his lips. "Rose--it hurts," he groaned, "here, deep inaldo."

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