Radio mirror (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

RADIO MIRROR he was back. It helped, thinking of people like him, to forget her shattered dreams of romance. Finally, it was actually the night of the broadcast. Bob was still uppermost in her thoughts, but she had the satisfaction, at least, of knowing that Rossman was beginning to like her. And Jack was obviously friendly. She knew, too, that unless she was a sensational success, singing tonight, she would be sent back to Fergus Center, and that made her more determined than ever to make good. The program started at nine. At eight the orchestra began to drift into the dressing rooms in back of the studio. At eight-thirty the vast studio began to fill with spectators. Then it was one minute to nine and Gwen was standing in the wings listening to the announcer bidding the audience welcome. Just before she walked on with Rossman, he leaned over and whispered. "How about supper after the show?" She nodded and together they made their entrance. Applause roared in her ears. The orchestra swung into the theme song. Rossman was singing. The seconds ticked by. At the quarter hour, the announcer began his build up of Gwen. He told who she was. where she had come from, and predicted a brilliant future for her. At the end of his speech, he waved Gwen to the mike. The music started and automatically Gwen began to sing her duet with Rossman. She knew, even while she was still singing, that she was a hit. The way the audience sat forward, the way Rossman smiled encouragement. When she finished, she ran off the stage. Bob was there. She tried to brush past him, but he held her arm a moment. "You were swell, kid. I'm proud of you." And she couldn't help smiling at him. Soon the program was over. Everyone was milling around in the corridor outside Gwen's dressing room. Jack opened the door. "Gwen, come here. The sponsor, Mrs. Piatt, wants to see you. Gee, you were good." He took her hand and led her outside. The sponsor, the orchestra leader, Rossman, Bob were all there. Bob said, "Jack and I thought we'd have a little party to celebrate. Get your things and let's go." Furious, uncontrollable resentment flared up in Gwen. It was all obvious to her. Before the broadcast, he'd said nothing. Now that she was a success, he wanted to take her out. If she had flopped? Her lips curved in a faint smile of derision. "Thank's," she replied, putting her arm through Rossman's, "but Frank asked me first. We're going out to supper — alone." She looked up at Rossman. "Can we go now?" she asked. "I'm starved." Her head high, she started down the corridor, past Bob, past Jack. Outside, reaction set in. Her teeth chattered, her hands were wet with cold perspiration. "1 know just the place to go," Rossman said, leading the way. VI GWEN had been right in her guess that she was a hit on the broadcast. In the next three days, thousands upon thousands of letters and telegrams poured into Commercial, all of them asking that she be kept on the show. Jack called her to his office, told her that Mrs. Piatt wanted her to continue another six weeks, named a huge salary, and beamed at Gwen while she signed the contract. Then began for her a kaleidoscopic series of broadcasts, rehearsals, interviews, pictures, signing contracts with advertis "The Hand that holds some girl away from the altar... is her Own !" wincUAL (Your New York Correspondent) Keep your hands adorably soft with Jergens, the lotion that goes in faster, more thoroughly! Rough, chapped hands have a way of saying, "Keep away, we're not meant for romance!" Yet how easily those same hands can hold on to happiness, with a little help from Jergens ! Smooth, tempting texture comes almost at once, when Jergens Lotion gets down into the dried out skin cells. It penetrates deeply, quickly . . . acts faster, as proved by test, than other leading lotions ! Jergens' two sci entinc skin-softening ingredien Jergens Lotion All four sizes — $1.00, 50c, 25c, 10c — contain more lotion than similar sizes of other well-known lotions. You'll find the big dollar size, most economical of all. restore, in a few applications, the lost natural moisture that hands must have to stay young! Remember that water, like cold weather, is cruel to your hands, leaves the skin rough. A careful check kept by hundreds of women, nation-wide, revealed that you wash your hands on an average of 8 times a day; have them in water at least 8 times more. So keep a bottle of Jergens in kitchen as well as bathroom. Use it lavishly, often. It's the lotion you can count on to keep your hands soft, white and young! FREE! GENEROUS SAMPLE Prove for yourself how Jergens goes into the skin, conserves and renews the youth-protecting oils and moisture your hands need ! The Andrew Jergens Co., 623 Alfred Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. (In Canada) Perth, Ontario Name PLEASE PRINT Street City Stati 63