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...Hollywood--it's a dull place; I don't stay there much." Miss Moran dispelled the popular notion that actors are overworked and termed life in the film colony a lazy existence. "People talk about the glamour of Hollywood--take it from me there isn't such a thing...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: With Wellesley Girls Around You Can Bet That I Won't Send My Son to Harvard,--Polly Moran | 2/19/1935 | See Source »

...Wellesley girls. . . . oh, those creatures!" Polly Moran's eyes narrowed and expressed what words could not "Menace! That's the word I want--that's what those girls are!" she snapped so that her curl papers shook...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: With Wellesley Girls Around You Can Bet That I Won't Send My Son to Harvard,--Polly Moran | 2/19/1935 | See Source »

When asked what role she would enjoy playing most, Miss Moran's eyes sparkled, "A giddy dowager," she exclaimed. "I think I would at that part to a T." A smile played over her lips as she considered the idea. "And I'd do that with Bill Fields; he's a grand comedian." The actress broke off to reminisce about her experiences when touring Europe with Fields before...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: With Wellesley Girls Around You Can Bet That I Won't Send My Son to Harvard,--Polly Moran | 2/19/1935 | See Source »

Married. Lois Moran, 25, actress (Of Thee I Sing) and Col. Clarence Marshall Young, 45, onetime (1929-33) Assistant Secretary of Commerce for Aeronautics; in Baltimore. Lately associated with Pan American Airways, Col. Young was fortnight ago made director of its new Pacific Division, in charge of projected air service between California and China...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones, Feb. 18, 1935 | 2/18/1935 | See Source »

...presentation of the feature, "Devil Dogs of the Air," the Hon. Jimmy Cagney and Mr. Pat O'Brien, supported by Margaret Lindsay and Frank McHugh, go together as smoothly as a hand and its glove, and as entertainingly as a fat man on a banana peel; while Polly Moran, in person, scintillatingly fresh from Hollywood, shouts and jests her merry way from behind the spotlights right into the very hair of her listeners...

Author: By W.r.a. Jr., | Title: The Crimson Playgoer | 2/18/1935 | See Source »

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