Radio Digest (Nov 1930-Apr 1931)

82 Radi calisthenics— starting work. the "daze" They say it takes a joke sixteen years to go around the world. But here's an old family friend which in Indi-Gest's early days was told about two ladies in the theatre. Now it's graduated to Radio. Several ladies were sitting around the parlor of a hotel listening to a radio program. The music had started soft and low, changed suddenly to a loud prestissimo until with one large sweep the band gathered momentum, then suddenly stopped. The ensuing silence could almost be heard — it was so still. And in that hush, one of the talkative ladies shrilled out loudly, "Why, we fry ours in butter." — Mollie Zacharias, 3106 Park Avenue, Kansas City, Mo. JUST IN CASE Heard on "Something for Everyone" (C B S) — A woman was buying material with which to make her young son a pair of trousers. "My!" my'd a friend. "Do you need all that material for one pair of trousers? ' ' "No," was the reply, "some is for the reserved seats." — Miss Florence Haist, Box T57, Lindenwold, N. J. A STRANGE QUIRK OF FATE It's been a tough life for Walter Soderling, the veteran character actor who plays in Harbor Lights, NBC's seagoing serial. Once he thought it would be smooth sailing. In 191 5 he was cast in a small part in one of Charles Frohman's plays. When the first night performance was over, Frohman, as was his custom, called the cast on the stage and censured or praised each one. "Where's the old man?" he asked. The "old man" in the play happened to be Soderling, who stepped forward, ready to be called down. "My friend," said Frohman, "you did a splendid piece of work, and I'm going to take care of you from now on. You have nothing to worry about. Cast dismissed!" Soderling nearly jumped sky-high for joy. But not long thereafter Charles Frohman, the man who had assured his future, lost his life in the torpedoed Lusitania! Checks of $1.00 each are awaiting the following Indi-Gest contributors upon proper identification and receipt of address: A. M. Davis, Florence May and M. Dowd. At first it worked . . . I liked it so I thought of it As Radi-oh! But now it feeds A chronic grouch . . . I call the thing My radi-0 UC H! Elias Lieberman RADIO BUSINESS Crawford — I understand there's been no slump as far as the Radio is concerned. Crabshaw — Of course not. That business is picking up all the time. — /. J.O'Connell, New York. SLIPS THAT PASSED IN THE MIKE Over Radio Station WENR, Everett Mitchell announced, "Now Little Joe Warner 'Singing in The Bath-tub7 with Sally Menthes." (Sally is the accompanist at WENR.) — Joey Foley, 810 Bradley, Peoria, III. At KGHL, Billings, Montana, the announcer said, "The next record we present as Paul Whiteman plays it 'Sitting on a Rainboiv.'" I am afraid it would take a rather large rainbow. — Alice Leslie, Oregon Basin, Wyo. Phil Cook had completed his morning program and CKGW's announcer began extolling the virtues of Quaker products. "Don't delay a moment," he said. "Buy a package of Craker Quackles from your grocer. — Harry S. Hawkins, Muskoka Hospital, Grovehurst, Out., Canada. George Sutherland jumped skyhigh . . . alas, all too soon. PAGE THE CENSOR I heard the cutest thing over the RKO Theatre of the air. Here it is: — Jimmy — How many pages are there in a bedroom farce? Johnny — I thought it was unlimited. How many are there? Jimmy — Two sheets. — Roberta E. Rodman, 220 E. Central, Fairview, Okla. A BED TIME STORY Heard over WOWO: Mr. Brown — Did you ever hear the story of the man who drowned in bed? Mr. Truck — No; how did that happen? Mr. Brown — The bed spread, the pillow slipped and he fell in the spring. — Mrs. R. E. Ulshafer, 666 Warren Ave., Wabash, Ind. The next one hit the bull's eye on that shooting-for-laughs-gallery of Phil Cook. "Do you get it, Phil?" pipes Crackles) — English tourists in a New York station asked: . "Where does that train go?" "Buffalo in 10 minutes." "It's sure going some." — Frances E. Cherry, Wayne, Neb. GOSSIP SHOP Add to list of outlandish pets: Guppies (or goupies or gyuppies) ... a bowlful possessed by Annette Hanshaw of CBS, sent her by a Florida fan. They're the queerest fish in the world . . . about as long as your finger nail, but related to the whale because they're one of the few fish that bring forth full-fledged children instead of laying eggs. They're cannibals too. ,