Hollywood Rajah: The Life and Times of Louis B. Mayer

Hollywood Rajah: The Life and Times of Louis B. Mayer

Hollywood Rajah: The Life and Times of Louis B. Mayer

Hollywood Rajah: The Life and Times of Louis B. Mayer

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It is the Book of Genesis which says, "There were giants in those days. . . ."

The words came, barely audible, from the curiously tightened lips of actor Spencer Tracy. He stood with head lowered and his eyes, shaded behind dark glasses, were fixed on the unfolded page of typewritten manuscript before him, searching to read the words that others had written for him to say about Louis B. Mayer.

Mayer was dead now. His stocky body, wasted by the violent disease that had ironically come upon him in the last bruising clash of his career, lay in a flower-covered coffin before the rostrum at which the actor stood. It had looked strangely small and ungiantlike to those who viewed it in its cold, embalmed repose.

Another book tells us . . .

The actor read, then uncomfortably paused and threw a quick glance at the mourners who sat stoically in pews beneath the high-domed ceiling of the handsome temple on Wilshire Boulevard in Los Angeles.

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