Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39 Mrs. Fahnestock. — Yes . . . and every time I found one, I just ... I just . . . well, I just gloated with joy. What broke my heart, though, was that every night the oysters I hadn’t been able to open were thrown back into the sea, and I would lie awake nights telling myself that the pride of all pearls might have been among them! Lyon. — But why did you throw the oysters back into the sea unopened ? Mrs. Fahnestock. — Because oysters spoil very fast. Miss Lyon, and they have a very unpleasant odor. Lyon. — Oh ... of course! But what about sharks? . . . Are there no sharks in those waters ? Miner. — Yes, Miss Lyon. There are plenty of sharks there. Mrs. Fahnestock. — And they made me cold with terror. But my sons weren’t afraid of the sharks, and the native divers paid hardly any attention to them. Before we began diving for pearls, Sheridan, one of my sons, asked a native diver, “What do you do about sharks?’’ And the native replied, “Take rag, shake rag, small shark he go. Big shark, you go top quick.’’ Lyon. — I’d go “top quick” for even a small shark! Mrs. Fahnestock. — I’m afraid I feel the same way about it. Andrews. — But Dr. Miner here has met sharks face to face on the bottom of the sea. Lyon. — Really, Dr. Miner ? Big sharks ? Miner. — Well ... on one occasion, four sharks paid me a visit while I was taking motion pictures tmder the water. Lyon. — Goodness . . . did you “ shaky rag ” or “ go top quick ” ? Miner. — {Laughing) No ... I just shooed them off. Lyon. — Shooed them off ! . . . But how do you shoo a shark ? Miner. — It was fairly simple that time. This is what happened. I was taking motion pictures of coral formations at the bottom of a submarine gorge shaped hke a horseshoe. Midway at the opening of the horseshoe there stood a column of coral that almost reached the surface. 308