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the Rainbow- and Now Look at What Corliss Palmer Brewster, Prize Beauty, Told the Doctors When She Wo Up and Found Herself in a Hospital A blonds girl checked in at the Palace Hotel, San Francisco, the desk clerk asked himself where he the youne and beautiful jnde girl checked in at the Palace Hotel, San Francisco, had seen her face before. The registration card she filled out'said: Mitt Edith Mason Hollywood, Cat. The clerk did't know the name. But a few days later when in leather handcuffs the blonde beauty was forcibly removed from her room to the Detention Ward in the General Emergency Hospital, San Francisco, he learned who she was. The police told reporters that the girl had been taken to the institution for her own good, "that she had been drinking steadily for several days and we feared she might harm herself or set flre to her room." At the hospital the fighting, screaming girl, who kept moan- At left.

CorUw Palmer Brcws- Icr, in the When Her Beauty Was Clamorous. At night Photo of Corliss Taken In iho San i Hospital Where She Was TaJ.cn After Nervous lapse. Below at I Corliss and Eugene V. A They Auctioned Off the Art and Col I lions of Thrir Shattered Hollywood Home, Albert J. Cohen, Tennis Star and Holtf- wood Writer.

Hid Wife Sued Him for Divorce und Charged Corliis With Stealing Ilia Affections. Ing the one word, "All" over and over again, was identified as Corliss Palmer, nationally famous bathing beauty contest winner, movie actress and the estranged wife of Eugene V. Brewster, ex-millionaire magazine publisher. A short time before her name and photograph had appeared for the 'steenth time on newspaper front pages throughout the country. Corliss, whose frail loveliness and honey-colored hair had skyrocketed her from behind the cigar counter of a small Georgia hotel into a highly-publicized romance and marriage, had recently been named in an alienation suit filed by Mrs.

Albert J. Cohen, wife of a star tennis player and Hollywood scenario writer. When, after rest, hospital care and food had made her coherent, Corliss whimpered: "I chased the rainbow--and now look at me!" Her white forehead was wrinkled in bewilderment and her eyes were half- closed with weariness. The girl, who a few years before had been the envy of a million hopeful Cinderellas, said that already--at 28--she was fed up with life. Between broken sobs she related the swift chain of events that had broken up her latest romance and brought her to the dreary cot in the hospital detention ward.

"My heart -was she said, "but I was still ready to fight for Al love. So that's why he sent me to San Francisco--to cool off. Yes. But I didn't cool off. "Just before I left Hollywood I heard that Al, whom I loved dearly, was giving a party.

I wasn't Invited. I--who had been every place with him in the past. But that couldn't keep me out. I went lo the party. 3 wasn't kept out.

'I want you to meet Miss--' said Al. "I was astonished, hart, cut Like my see had been trumped, left in a daze. But the air cooled roe, 'N'o, it can't be I said to myself. 'I'll go back! 1 I did. "Again I was introduced to the girt She had a different name this time, I didn't know what it was.

Oar tempers OUT Then came the real quarrel. Even when it was orer we were still bitter. Al was worried. And I love him sol "I didn't refuse when he asked me to come up here. I'd have done anything for him then.

And would now too. So I came --but the cool air and the rain! They made me conscious that I had been deserted. I couldn't take it, I guess. So that's what drove this Prciljr Mrs. Cohen Who Brought the Sensational Companion Against Corliss and Cohen.

now. I'm nothing but skin and Corliss said sadly, "but if could go some place where there was nothing to drink---where I could sleep--and cat again without forcing every bite down my throat--then perhaps I could start over and forget." But a morose mood succeeded. "I want to die," nhe said. "I have nothing to live for. Too many promises made to me have been broken.

A sorry sight was Corliss, her face was marked by what the San Francisco lolice declared had a five-day drinking bout. Her eyes were like red wells, her flaxen hair was tousled, beauty seemed dimmed 'in the cell-like adjacent to compnrtmpntJi sctaside formanlacn. Gono a the famous Corliss Pal, rner lingerie, instead Asked by Dr. J. C.

Geiger, director of health, whether she desired to return to Hollywood when she was strong enough, Corliss said, "No, I can't. I'd hurt sonic- one. I can't do that." Next Dr. Geiger offered to send her South to join her mother. Corliss for a moment thought over the idea of returning to the small Georgia town where she had spent her childhood.

Then slowly she shook her head. "It wouldn't be right," she said. "You see, the other day I got a letter from the man I love. His love had died. So I sought oblivion," the pretty red mouth quivered.

"I couldn't live without Al. I love him. I wanted to drink myself to death." While the former Southern belle was relating her story a message came from Eugene V. Brewster, the man she had married and whose love she is said to have cast away. "If Corliss needs me," the ex-niillion- aire had telegraphed, "I will come to her and do anything I can." "Oh, that's nice of him," said the girl on the hospital cot.

She her head away, possibly to ponder the tricks fate plays on one. The man she loved and wanted had not answered her appeal for help. But her middle-aged husband, he who reluctantly had told the world of their coming divorce, eagerly volunteered to come to her aid. Brewster was always kind, always true, always pentle. But I gave him ap for another love I cave tip Corliss Looking Wistful, i and at Right, in Bathing Cmtome there is nothing left MM Wore tn an fcariy Mmic.

KltY she was a in a colorless hospital Delirious when brought in, Corliss had battled attendants, screamed for "Al" and protested she wanted to die. Only a sedative brought her much- needed rest. It was when she awakened hours later that, she told her story. "He went to the station with me," she safd, "saw me off to San Francisco. He failed to keep his promises.

What promises? Oh, he made some. I've nothing to live for. I've been alone. I wanted to drown myself. I want to kill memory--to die.

But first I want to know how I stand with him. "A marriage, another one? I'm not yet divorced from Mr. Brewster, but I do want to marry Al." Al promised to phone her, Corliss declared, but he hadn't. When she called, she said, he hadn't come to the phone. "I sent him a telegram, saying, 'I have still nothing but sweet and bad thoughts of The bad thoughts, she said, concerned the broken promises.

Discussing her husband's kind message, Corliss added wistfully, "It's sweet of him but I can't be a burden to anyone. I never treated Gene right. He was BO kind, so good. I thought I was happy with Mr. Brewster.

I should have been. But I gave that all up for the other one. "It was all over with Mr. Brewster when I met Al at a party two years ago. He fascinated me.

I found myself falling more and more in love. It was something' I couldn't help. I knew it meant tragedy but I didn't think much of that." Corliss was reticent, however, about the details of the much-talked-about fight In the Hollywood apartment. "My jealousy got the better of me," she said. lost my temper and struck her.

But I don't want to remember that." The Holly-wood gcsips say Corliss wan the fight but tost the man. Police found her effects a TW- litely-worded letter signed "Al." This stated, according lo the authorities, that the romance was over. But interviewed in Hollywood, Albert J. Cohen denied there had been a fight, that there was another woman or that he wrote the letter signed "Al." "Our romance is over," he was quoted by the movieland scribes, "It is none of my business." Dr. Geiger consoled Corliss, sent Cohen a wire at her dictation.

The official says this was not answered. When she was sufficiently recovered, Corliss was moved out to the city and county hospital observation ward, where she was released at her own request after a week. On leaving that institution, she looked immensely Improved in health. "What will I do now? ft she said. "Who can say? I have no money.

Even my wardrobe is being held at the hotel. I've been offered a job in a new night club at-Glendale, California. I don't know whether will take it." "My mother is ill in the South and broke, I won't go back to Mr. Brewster. They tell me I was attractive once.

But now?" Despite this gloomy statement, Corliss seemed enormously cheered by the flood of messages she had received from friends in Los Angeles. was believed she planned to return there before deciding what her future would be. The ill, heart-broken, thwarted blonde seemed, however, totally tmlike the 16- year-old beauty who twelve years ago vaulted overnight into the publicity spotlight. The daughter of a Macon, pumping plant machinist, her Barents, puzzled over what to call the chubby-cheeked infant, finally named her after a pump. Her extraordinary MnnHe beauty manifested itself in her years- It was a trirl friend who secretly Mnt Corliss's photograph lo a contest span- sored by one of Millionaire Brewbter'i chain of movie fan magazines.

Corliss won the contest, hands down. Going to New York for the prize, she saw Brewster for the first time. Although he was married and the father of a boy, the millionaire became interested in the Southern beauty almost at first sight. For five years after that Mr. and Mrs.

Brewster battled in the law courts, Eugene wanted a divorce, but his wife wouldn't give it to him. She sued Corliss for alienation of affections. In Eugene got his divorce, Mrs. Brewster received a substantial settlement. Eugene and Corliss were married first in Mexico and then in Los Angeles.

It was said that Brewster, who had relinquished control of his magazines, was still rich. But in 1031 he and Corliss, who had gone to Southern California to launch the blonde's movie career, were swamped with debts. They had to auction off their mansion and were reported living in a humble bungalow. Some time after the news of the Brewster financial debacle, word went forth that the Eugene and Corliss menage was split in twain. Chivalrously, Eugene said he was stepping aside so as not to retard his wife's progress as an artiste of the silver screen.

But the tongues of the Hollywood whisperers said that Albert J. Cohen and Corliss were in love. This talk waa heard apparently by Mrs. Eatalle Cohen, for fine sued her handsome basband for divorce, naming none other than Corliss Palmer. She also brought salt against the lovely blonde, charging her with alienation of Another surprise In the touted affairs of the Brevstera wu announcement that be intended to marry 25-ycar-old Dorothy brunette Mmvblrd, tmm free.

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