The slimy trail of New York’s white slave investigation with its wrecks of young girls and its stories of men who lived “off” the earnings of women held in virtual bondage was pointing nearer today to probable entanglement of at least one police officer in alleged bribery and extortion through which the system has been kept alive, according to evidence in the hands of District Attorney Swann. Spreading its fangs from the streets, the white slave ring reached into the circles of social climbers, of “near society” folk the latest revelations indicate. There through blackmail the plotters endeavored to collect tribute after women furnished by the ring, participated in orgies of the “new rich”. As District Attorney Swann pressed his revelations, which are declared to have followed the arrest of Rudolfo Guglielmi, self-styled “Marquis” new developments that may lead to further arrests and possible charges against the police were expected at the prosecutor’s office. Guglielmi was formerly the dancing partner of Joan Sawyer, a Broadway favorite. He was arrested in the apartment of Mrs. Georgia Thym. Before leaving the apartment of he said he wanted to call police headquarters and talk to Deputy commissioner Lord. The commissioner he said, was a friend of his. Later, he repeated this in his statement to the district attorney. Swann declared Guglielmi and Mrs. Thym showed by the story they were familiar with men and women who have practiced blackmail in near society circles. Photographs taken of prospective victims of blackmail are understood to have played an important part in the schemes of conspirators. Much valuable information is expected to come from the dancer and Mrs. Thym.
Casanova Club, on West 54th Street, is smart and fashionable. Here you can hear Ruth Etting sing and listen to Harry Rosenthal and his orchestra. Emily Vanderbilt and they do the snootier spots, of course, where the lorgnettes get in your hair. Rudy Valentino’s pet place was Texas Guinan’s, where I saw him last, a few nights before he passed away. It was at La Guinan’s 54th Street place that Rudy defended himself from the attacks of a Chicago editorial- First who poked ridicule at Valentino because he wore a slave bracelet “which is too effeminate in America.” My newspaper assigned me to ask Rudy about it. I never saw a fellow get so sore. He pounded the night- club table furiously and argued that every gentleman in Europe wore them. Rudy added: “It seems to me that almost every Yankee soldier during the war wore them too but at the time they were called identification tags!” “And.” he said, “I don’t care what anybody says about me wearing it. I wear it chiefly for the sentiment it packs. It was given to me by my first wife, Jean Acker, and I hope it’s there when I’m dead.” And it was on his lifeless wrist, at that. But it was removed before his interment and auctioned with his other effects. Speaking of Rudy reminds me that, when he died, over a million New Yorkers crowded Broadway and the funeral church to watch his cortege go by. A year after when his effects were auctioned at a Main Stem store only seven people came to buy! But his films are still going strong and they are the only films of a deceased star that seem to get over. “Monsieur Beaucaire,” for example, was a feature in New York recently. And, while the subject of Rudy has come up again, it serves as a moral to this piece on movie stars and others who Go Broadway. Rudy might have been alive today if he had heeded the counsel of physicians and others and stayed away from the sophisticated places. But Rudy, they will tell you, kept post-poning his visit to the hospital until it was too late.
“I am glad Rudy died when he did; while the world still adored him. The death of his popularity would have been a thousand deaths to him. Rudy belonged to the age of romance. He brought it with him; it went with him.” — Natacha Rambova.
Pola Negri’s story from rags-to-riches-to rags story reads like an E True Hollywood Story. Pola was a wealthy woman when she arrived in America in the early 1920’s. In 1927, she married a fake prince named M’Divani who stole all her money and ended up dead broke like her fellow silent actress Mae Murray. In the 1930’s -1940’s would see Pola touring Vaudeville circuits to earn money to pay for her medical bills. She would return to Germany and continue making motion pictures there. After WWII Pola came back to America and did whatever work she could to continue to survive. In 1950, she turned down Billy Wilder’s invitation to play Norma Desmond in the movie Sunset Boulevard. Pola’s saving grace was a wealthy Texan named Margaret West who was from a prominent family in San Antonio, Texas. Both Margaret and Pola became friends in the early 1930’s. Margaret who was not hurting for money did what she could for her friend while both were living in California.
In 1959, both mutually decided to travel to Margarets hometown of San Antonio Texas. Upon their arrival they lived at the Menger Hotel, San Antonio, Texas. The Menger Hotel, is one of the state’s oldest and best-known hotels, was opened by William Menger on Alamo Square in San Antonio on January 31, 1859. They stayed there for 2 years while Margaret’s home in Olmos Park was under construction. Pola fell in love with the city. Eventually both friends traveled between her Rafter S ranch in Zavala County and her San Antonio home until her death in 1963. Margaret West left her estate to Pola who lived in the city till her death in 1987.