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...photographers planted by the Propaganda Ministry. Mighty events transpired; Poland fell; tensely the world waited for the Führer's next speech. Last week he made it (see p. 20). He was in Danzig. He had got it. He had said he would. Again he damned Alfred Duff Cooper as a warmonger, apparently unaware that Duff Cooper had been out of the British Cabinet for twelve months. He was still the same Hitler, always being persecuted, first by those fearful bullies, the Jews, next by that ogre, Dr. Schuschnigg, third by that world power, Czecho-Slovakia...
...addition to its crackling screen play (by Norman Reilly Raine and Warren Duff from Jerome Odium's novel), its sharp camera eye (Warners' Director William Keighley), Each Dawn I Die is made memorable by the easy mastery of its two principals. Cinemactors Cagney and Raft, the screen's two deadliest Ruffie MacTuffies, have been friends ever since they began their careers as vaudeville hoofers in Manhattan in the 205. Cagney was responsible for one of Raft's earliest cinema parts, a dancing bit in Cagney's Taxi. Their appropriate reunion, also celebrating their return...
...starry-eyed Brenda Diana Duff Frazier, Manhattan's 1938-39 Glamor Girl, ended her debutante year and went off to summer in the Adirondacks, Stork Club Pressagent Chic Farmer, who picked her for the post, cast about for her 1939-40 successor. His best bet: tall, blonde, nightclubbing, 17-year-old Mary A. Steele, a product of Miss Chapin's finishing school and the daughter of the late Socialite Banker John Nelson Steele. Mused Publicist Farmer: "She has beautiful teeth...
Married. Philip Dunne, 31, scenarist and son of the late great Humorist Finley Peter ("Mr. Dooley") Dunne; and Actress Amanda Duff, 25; in Virginia City...
Bright & early on her 18th birthday, starry-eyed Post-Debutante Brenda Diana Duff Frazier hopped out of bed, answered the telephone, told newsmen: "It's going to be a very quiet day. I'll probably lunch with mummy (Mrs. Frederic Watriss)*and go to the theatre with my grandmother, Lady Williams-Taylor, but that's all. I haven't decided yet what I'll wear." She was still undecided at noon when a Postal Telegraph songster arrived with flowers and caroled Happy Birthday...