Radio revue (Dec 1929-Mar 1930)

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JANUARY, 19 3 0 Oscar Writes Margy all about the "Original Radio Girl yy As Rescued from the Waste Basket By P. H. W. DIXON DEAR MARGY:— Well, Margy, here I am in the big city and in the radio business and am making good in a great big way. Now, Margy, don't say I'm forgetting all my friends back in Yoakum just because I'm a city man, but honest, baby, I've been so busy I haven't had any time at all. I've been getting fitted into my new uniform, as all the page boys at the NBC wear uniforms and look pretty slick. I'll never forget that night we parted, Margy. Never. Though it may be forever. And to show you that I haven't forgotten even the unimportant things you said — even that joke about not to take any wooden nickels — I have been doing some sleuthing and have got the whole life history of Vaughn de Leath that sings exclusively over our networks. Naturally, Margy, in my new position of page at the NBC I come in intimate contact with a lot of celebrities — I bought Graham McNamee a pack of gum the other day — and I'm getting sort of used to them. But even I got a thrill when I met Vaughn de Leath. Of course, it was a sort of informal meeting. She was in a studio rehearsing with Hugo Mariani — you ought to meet Hugo, Margy, he's got whiskers just like the Greenwich Village artist like we saw in that movie "The Bohemian Love Song" — and someone called her on the phone and Miss Campbell, who was hostess on duty, sent me in to get her. So I walked right up to her and said: "Pardon me, Miss de Leath, but you are wanted on the phone."' She Gave Me a Big Smile And she said it must be President Hoover or somebody, but it wasn't because I heard her call the I've been getting fitted into my new uniform person Gladys. But, as I was going to say, she looked at me and gave me a great big smile and said: "You're a new studio attashay aren't you?" I told her I was and she said she was sure we'd be friends. She's smiled at me five times since and that was only two weeks ago. But I was going to tell you that I found out all about her. First she was born in Mount Pulaski, Illinois, which is just a small town like Yoakum. But that's no handicap because most people in New York who are important come from small towns and she went to California with her parents at an early age. I couldn't believe that, because she didn't even mention California when I met her, but she really did. She had a musical education in California and sang on the concert stage out there. Of course, though I haven't mentioned it, the real reason I came to New York was in order to be a great radio singer myself, but I don't guess I started soon enough. Would you believe it, Marge, Miss de Leath started her career when she was three years old back in Mount Pulaski. She sang in a home-town minstrel show like the Yoakum B. P. O. E. gives every year, when she had just passed her third birthday. And there was a big write-up in the Mount Pulaski News about young singers showing great promise. That was one time the newspaper was right, Margy. Even after she made the trip to California and found everyone out