Radio mirror (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

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RADIO M I RROR Life Stacked the Cards {Continued from page 45) to their parents. A dollar a week— what good would that do, when he needed forty— fifty— sixty— a hundred? Always there has been that driving need, for money and more money. Always, even today, when after repeated failures he has at "last found his place in radio as star comedian on the Gillette Community Sing program. He didn't wan t the money for himself. Not until recently, indeed, has he ever spent upon himself any but the very smallest part of what he made. .It has all gone to sustain the responsibility he shouldered when he was a child; and now that radio is making it possible for him to earn more than ever before, the surplus is going to make that responsibility secure forever. Moses Berlinger, Milton's father (it wasn't until later that Milton shortened the family name to Berle), fell ill when Milton was less than six years old. It was a painful and crippling illness — rheumatism. Day after day Moses was forced to stay home from his little store on the East Side of New York, and at last there was nothing left to do but give the business up entirely, since he could neither care for it himself nor afford to hire someone to run it for him. The shop was sold at a loss. FOR a while the proceeds of the sale kept the family and paid for medical attention for Moses. Sarah Berlinger, Milton's mother, was working, as a detective in Wanamaker's store. Now and then Moses was well enough to look for work — but no sooner would he find it than another crippling attack would force him to stay home and lose his new-found job. There were six mouths to feed— Milton, his two older brothers, his baby sister, and the parents. Years of poverty, of trying to decide whether this coin or that would go for food, for rent, for medicine, stretched away endlessly ahead of Sarah Berlinger. Until the night she returned home to find Milton parading excitedly up and down the sidewalk in front of their tenement building. He was wearing a pair of his father's trousers, hitched up precariously under his arms with bits of string; a pair of his father's shoes, and an old derby hat, its black greenish with age. Under his nose was a scrap of darkbrown fur which Mom recognized with a gasp of horror as part of her fur muff. True, that muff was so old it wasn't much good to her, but — She halted the little figure's gay, shuffling gait with a none too gentle grasp of his shoulder. A man who had been standing on the curb laughing, stopped her. "I've never seen as good an imitation of Charlie Chaplin in my life," he said, wiping his eyes. "There's a Charlie Chaplin contest up in Fordham this Saturday. Why don't you send the kid? I bet he'd win the prize." Mom was too angry at the moment to pay much attention to him, but later on, when she'd cooled off. she yielded to Milton's pleas and agreed to let him go. He went, and came back with first prize. The prize itself was only a loving cup (it was later pawned for $2.75), but what it represented, and the idea it gave Mom, were worth the difference between life and death for the whole family. If Milton was good enough to win a prize, why wasn't he good enough to earn some money? Down on Fourteenth Street and over in Brooklyn and New Jersey, she'd heard, there were movie studios, and she'd Lager for a Lovelier 3kiii i You'll be devoted to these f<—^Mm9/^^ K^twmS „„? You re They Help Prevent Blemish . . . Vitamin D in Woodbury's Cold Cream Quickens Skin's Breathing A complexion that dryness will not sear . . . that blemishes will not mar. A skin that looks young . . . is young ! You have the finest scientific beauty aids to help you in your quest. Woodbury's Creams foster a beautiful skin. The cold cream is made of delicate oils that lubricate the dry, thin skin to make lines less o0're looking hap" "H••'tht'h0Sh*yp^'W0,•'' . p-ier ,on.gM . . • t er tonight • • • ^ 9 me, thank )0| I'mosing wo you obvious. And blemishes, caused by surface germs, need not appear to ruffle the satinsmoothness of your complexion. Woodbury's Cold Cream is germ-free. It will not tolerate blemish-germs, either in its own lovely texture or on your skin. One further way to outwit the loss of radiant skin youth is to let your skin breathe quickly. This is the task of Sunshine Vitamin D, a new ingredient in Woodbury's Cold Cream ... to help stimulate the rapid breathing process of skin cells. Woodbury's Germ-free Facial Cream is the companion to the famous Cold Cream. It forms a smooth and flattering foundation for your make-up. Each, only 50$, 25$, 10$ in jars; 25$, 10$ in tubes. SEND for 10-PIECE Complexion Kit! It contains trial tubes of Woodbury's Cold and Facial Creams; guest-size Woodbury's Facial Soap; 7 shades Woodbury's Facial Powder. Send 10^ to cover mailing costs. Address John H.Woodbury, Inc., 7476 Alfred St., Cincinnati, 0. (In Canada) John H.Woodbury, Ltd., Perth, Ontario. Name . . Address— 67