Radio doings (Dec 1930-Jun1932)

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Children's Hour (Continued from Page 23) wonderful things he thinks of to make little children happy! President Pip was followed by Happy Duck with her little red ribbon, red hat and boots to match. With a few "Quack-Quacks" of greeting, she seated herself beside the story man and then "Clickety Clack, Clickety Clack" — in came the little wooden man leading Yip, the tiny dog with his hat, boots and ribbon all of a beautiful blue. President Pip was in the middle of his familiar "Goodness Me, Goodness Me," about something or other, when "Toot, Toot, Toot, Toot"— what's this? Well, if it isn't Bugler Murphy, late again. This little man is only one foot high and expresses himself by blowing a tiny bugle. "And now," said the story man, "our time is nearly up, so we'll ring the magic bells for those little tots whose birthday is today, and for all the little ones who are ill." "Tinkle, tinkle" went the bells, which carried with them a message of cheer for all good children. "Now we must be leaving the Air Castle," said the story man; so President Pip called the magical beings together, and one by one they marched — Bugler Murphy, Yip the little dog, Happy Duck, Clickety Clack, whose footsteps could be heard above all else, and, led by President Pip, they started their trek down, down, down the winding stairway from The Land of Make Believe to The Land of Every Day. ♦ Criminal Tunes In (Continued from Page 33) make-up. He sniffed a couple of times, and then said, "Well, I was born in Syracuse. I don't know what became of my old man. I was only a kid of four when he left. I had some brothers and sisters but they all drifted away and left Mother and I to shift for ourselves. Last year Mother died, and I went to New York, and tried to make good, but it was the old story, I guess. I was a stranger in a strange land, and a few weeks ago I drifted here. I was all alone and no one seemed to care for me, and I guess I just figured that I would get even and this was my third job when your bullet stopped me. Gee, I am glad you wasn't a copper. My name is Billie Blake." Well, that all happened less than a year ago. That boy recovered and is now my partner in a little garage. The cops don't bother us any more, in fact, the policeman on my beat is one of my best customers; even the dicks who knew me send business to our shop and things are going fine, cause we are going straight. But I have often wondered just what that banker thought when he came home and found that two windows had been jimmied and nothing taken from his home. I have often won dered what he would think if he knew that I had listened to Jimmie Snodgrass over his radio as he was playing back there in Jefferson Penitentiary. I wonder what he would say if I told him that those burglars who had entered his place that night were father and son, 'cause that is just what happened. Billie Blake was my baby boy who I had not seen since he was three years old when I served my first trip in Sing Sing, and to think of our meeting and how each had tried to kill the other. ♦ Romance of Distance (Continued from Page 33) Conversations between air mail pilots, flying high over ranges of black mountains, came through as though they sat in the next room. Answers from ground stations, questions — in short, the very essence of the information that makes night flying possible — blasted through the great speaker. With the first streaks of dawn, Wright turned off his power. We sat entranced for several moments. For there's a romance, a strange and tingling thrill in distance. DX is more than a stunt. It holds the unnamable thrill of the drama of space. SAVES MONEY SPACE CLOTHES Cinderella ELECTRIC CLOTHES WASHER $3750 It's the "savingest" washer you ever saw. Washes by an amazing "BubbleAction" vacuum principle. No moving parts to rip, tear or wear delicate fabrics. Nothing to break or pull off buttons. Only the gentle action of air bubbles; soap suds and warm water traveling through every thread of the clothes, fifty times a minute. Saves space because it's only 18 inches high (weighs only 19 lbs.) Saves money because it does the washing for less than one cent an hour. See it demonstrated at your nearest dealer today ... or at In 15 minutes the Cinderella washes 14 diapers, or 10 pieces of lingerie, or equivalent. Beautifully finished in jade green enamel. Facifi ElNC. 12th AND MAPLE STREETS LOS ANGELES, CALIF. Page Thirty-nine