Radio Mirror (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

RADIO MIRROR be a guest star on the Frank Rossman radio program. Think of it. The chance to make good on the biggest show on the air." Gwen didn't try to reply. The tears that welled up in her eyes were answer enough. Nor did Bob speak again until the next piece was announced. Silently, they stood and walked to the dance floor. Gwen went into his arms. It was nearly four before Bob suggested they might go home. She thought again of his news and a warm surge of excitement spread over her. A chance to guest star on the Frank Rossman radio program. A week from this same night she would be standing before a microphone, singing a duet with the most popular tenor in the country. Bob said good night as simply as "Good night, Gwen," but when he kissed her nothing was simple any more. Nor would it ever be again. He was in Gwen's life now, for good or bad, and he would stay there. IV EVEN the city's noise seemed a gayer, happier bedlam the next day as she took a bus for the Commercial building. She hummed softly to herself going up in the elevator and crossing to the reception desk. There was no one there. While she waited for the girl to return. Gwen idly picked up a morning paper lying there and scanned the headlines. Suddenly she felt as if someone had struck her over the heart. A paragraph, part of the paper's Broadway gossip column, had been ringed in blue pencil: "The lovely voice of the femme M. C., who used to amuse listeners with her songs and chatter over a hick station, has been missing for two weeks. Your correspondent has discovered the reason. A certain male singing star with a network contract couldn't take the ribbing she used to give him via the airwaves. So his agent signed up the small-town nightingale and is keeping her in cold storage. Scallions to the ham! His name will be furnished upon request." As clearly as if she had seen her name there in type, Gwen knew whom the item meant. Slowly the explanation of her sudden summons to New York, her idleness, and even the offer of a job which Miller had given her last night, became clear. She looked at the date of the paper. Yes. it was today's issue, but an earlier edition appeared late in the afternoon of the preceding day, and Miller. Carson and Rossman must have seen this paragraph then. Her hands, holding the paper, began to shake with anger. "Good morning, newest star of the networks!" Gwen whirled. Bob Miller was just behind her. His eyes widened as he saw her pale face, dropped to the paper in her hands, and grew wary in understanding. "Is this true?" Gwen demanded. "Why — " For an instant Bob was at a loss. "It — it certainly calls for an explanation, doesn't it?" he stammered in a voice he tried to make casual. "Everything's fairly clear," Gwen said icily. "You three gentlemen — you and Rossman and Jack Carson — got me out of circulation so Rossman's little vanity wouldn't be hurt. Then this columnist found out about it, and you thought you could quiet him down by putting me on the program as a guest star for one broadcast. That big party last night — making a big fuss over the little country girl so she'll feel good and agree to anything!" She would have gone on but her voice broke and she turned away to hide her tears. For what really hurt was that Bob Miller had done something of which she 'V/lffvfc!? ' A delicious quick meal packed full of nourishment —and it costs less than 3* a portion They're growing fast, playing hard — those lively, lovable youngsters of yours. They're burning up energy all day long. They need good, hearty, satisfying food and plenty of it! Give them Franco -American Spaghetti often. It's rich in vital food elements. It supplies, at low cost, bodybuilding proteins — energy-giving carbohydrates — valuable vitamins in its delicious cheese-and-tomato sauce. Children love it and it's so easy for you to prepare. No cooking or fussing. Just heat and bring to the table. The whole family will enjoy FrancoAmerican. Irs rich, savory cheese-andtomato sauce, containing eleven different ingredients, makes it taste different as can be from ordinary ready-cooked spaghetti. "It's far better than I could make," women tell us. And costs less! A can is usually no more than ten cents — less than 30 a portion. You couldn't buy uncooked spaghetti and all your ingredients and prepare it yourself for so little. Order Franco-American Spaghetti from your grocer today. Franco -American SPAGHETTI THE KIND 1 WITH TH E CS&OuL GOOD SAU C E MADE BY THE MAKERS OF CAMPBELL'S SOUPS 61