Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39 Sound. — Transmission and static crackle surges . . . hold for 30 seconds. Announcer. — One moment now: well try to take you. Sound. — Continues for 15 seconds . . . continues background. Announcer. — The ultimatum, you remember, was for sunrise by their clock: Midnight by ours ! Now ours is long past midnight. The sun is up on the whole curve of that continent. Sound. — Fades out. Announcer. — The weather is fair, with winds southwest going southerly: A few clouds at ten thousand . . . ciimulus: Mists among the passes of the upper Jidian Alps : Some fog on the east Baltic, but lifting: Otherwise sun: the Tyrrhenian Sea all sunshine: The Adriatic creased with curling light: The Atlantic tumbles forward into morning on those beaches: The whole continent lolls in summer stinlight: Spain is drifting eastward with the shapes of clouds : France is smooth with morning like a turf: Germany is checkered with the squares of green and grain: The visibility is perfect. . . . You think you hear the lonely droning danger of the planes. . . . You don’t, though. . . . Not yet. . . . Sound. — Transmission and static cuts in 15 seconds. Announcer. — One moment now: we’ll take you through: Sound. — Continues 10 seconds . . . then fade to background. Announcer. — We take you to a town behind the border . . . One of those old-time hill towns where the papers Come tomorrow morning and the wars Come years ago or in some other country: The planes will come, though ... if they come at all: 524