Best broadcasts of 1939-40 (1940)

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1939-40
Date:
1940
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1939-40
Leaf #:
000234
Language:
English
Collection:
Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 21, 2024
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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1939-40 Henry. — ( Grunting ) Okay. Sound. — Clanking. Dizzy. — ( Grunting ) I got you part way up. Henry. — Come on now. A little higher. Dizzy. — If you fall down at the dance, Henry, you needn’t count on me. There! Henry. — Okay. Sound. — Clanking up the stairs. Mrs. Aldrich. — Henry, you can’t go to any dance in that outfit. Henry. — Mother, it’s just a case of getting used to it. Dizzy. — Of who getting used to it ? Henry. — Has the mail come ? Mrs. Aldrich. — I suppose it is at the front door. Henry. — Well, gee whiz, let me go and get it. Dizzy. — I’d like to see you tear an envelope open in that outfit. Sound. — Metal scratching on wood. Mrs. Aldrich.— Just a minute, Henry, I’ll open the door for you. We would still like to use that door. Sound. — Door opens. Henry. — Thank you, mother. Sound. — Clanking continues. Mrs. Aldrich. — Must you walk on the hardwood floors ? Henry. — I won’t scratch them. Sound. — Metal scratching on wood. Mary. — (. Approaching ) Here’s the mail, mother. Henry. — Could you give me mine, Mary ? Mary. — Well, for goodness sakes, Henry! Dizzy. — I won’t let him hurt you. Henry. — Won’t you hand me my invitation, Mary? 216