Radio doings (Dec 1930-Jun1932)

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JCOYAJC and T)0\0 THY m THE /HECIfr'X A story, and a true one, of how love entered the life of Loyal Underwood, inspiring genius and sheriff of the Wranglers. by Jack Paul Lord THIS is the story of Loyal Underwood, Sheriff of the Wranglers. It is also the story of Dorothy Benton Smith, who one bleak day a little more than a year ago, drove her dusty and ancient Ford across the border line of the great southwest and entered the State of California and the heart of the Sheriff. The blase boys who are to be found hanging on the fringe of radio studio life will tell you that romance is dead. Perhaps it is — for them. They will tell you it is all a matter of cut and dried business, the things that go on behind the scenes. Well they're wrong. Dead wrong. And we advance Sheriff Loyal and Dorothy to prove our statement. Dorothy Smith was a writer on the staff of the Chicago Tribune. And a good writer. One dreary day she tired of her job, and decided to go west, on the strength of the advice of that other newspaper figure, the late H. Greeley. So she packed her Gladstone, climbed into her worn flivver and set out for the golden promise of Southern California. • She arrived with high hopes and little else. Her first quest for a job led her to The Herald office. She crashed past the secretary to the circulation manager and offered her highly valuable services. They weren't accepted. However, she made so good an impression that some one in the office sent her out to KNX to see Naylor Rogers, who is always looking for those superior sort of secretaries. RADIO DOINGS