Radio stars (May 1933)

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If there is anything Lanny Ross hates, it is fudge. But he opened the box and took a piece. The lady snug- gled down beside him. "I feel as if I've known you always. Let's talk." For four hours, mind you, Lanny talked and ate fudge. He wanted to do neither, but he did both. Talk and fudge! Why? Because he realized instinctively that this woman had drawn something from his singing that he had no right to kill. So he played the per- fect gentleman, and got a bad case of indigestion. ALMOST every mail brings some re- quest from a radio sweetheart. "Please sing 'Moonlight and Roses' next week. My father likes to listen to you and I am giving him a special birthday party." "Please sing 'All Alone' for me. I'm left alone on the farm every Thursday night. The song will help me." Sometimes they become jealous. One girl with whom Lanny had corresponded for years recently resented the atten- tion he was paying Mary Lou of "Cap- tain Henry's Maxwell House Show- boat." She upped and sent him back his letters and photograph. The other night, a girl approached him in the studio after his broadcast. In the past, he had autographed pic- tures for her, and talked to her briefly when she appeared among the crowd of visitors. This time she took him possessively by the arm and pulled him toward the door. "Come on. They're waiting for us," she said, "What? Where?" Lanny questioned. "We're going to a dance uptown, silly. I wrote you about it last week. I said if I didn't get an answer by Wed- nesday I'd consider it a date and come by for you. And here I am." Lanny excused himself to look for his coat and hat, left quietly by a se- cret door, and made a note to get a new secretary to handle his mail. For a while, a Spanish girl shadowed every movement he made. She wanted a "kees." Just one "leetle kees." But she never got it. Eventually, she tired of the fruitless chase and vanished. And then, there was the girl in green. She was a shy, timid little minx with cupid's bow lips and an Irishman's luck. Lanny came home from the broadcast one night, opened his apartment door, and there she was. "I had to come," she said. "I just had to see you." £AN you imagine the scene? The slip of a girl—she was still under twenty—before the man of her dreams. Lanny asked the girl to leave, and she refused. He begged her, and she re- fused to listen. Now a man cannot toss a strange young woman out of his apartment without attracting attention. The situation was acute. Lanny solved it by going out himself and enlisting the help of a friend's mother. This woman went alone to the girl in green and found her sobbing her heart out on Lanny's bed. Her story was told jerki- ly between sobs. It was simple, and pitiable. Through his love songs, Lanny Ross had become her dream man. She had loved him for years, she said. Care- fully, she had hoarded every penny she could find for a trip from her home in Pennsylvania to New York to see Lanny. Most of that money went for a ticket to New York. The last few dollars had bribed building attendants to admit her to Lanny's apartment. Pen- niless and heart-sick, she now realized her foolishness. And she wanted to go home. All this Lanny learned when his friend's mother came back from her interview with the girl. What did he do? One of the most gracious things I have ever known. He gave his friend's mother money and had her buy a ticket back to the girl's home town. He had her buy a Pullman compartment on an early morning train and take the girl to it. Ten minutes before the train pulled out of the Penn- sylvania station, Lanny himself boarded it with a huge basket of flowers, which he presented to her. That precious ten minutes must have been marvelous for the girl in green. When the train pulled out, her face was aglow with happiness as she waved good-bye through the window. Hard to believe isn't it, but things like that happen when you're a radio star. Lanny isn't marjried yet, of course. But someday he will be. Wouldn't it be romantic if the girl he chooses would be one of those to whom he refers to- day when he says, "I'm a guy with too many sweethearts." "The Success Story of a Black Sheep"—in our Next Issue. Don't miss the delightful story. It's about that charming entertainer, Elsie Hitz. I'rlnted In the U. S. A. hy Art Color Trintlne Company at Dunellen. N. J.