Radio stars (Oct 1934-Sept 1935)

RADIO STARS "Little Miss Muffet", as Phil Baker fondly calls his baby, Margot Elinor Baker, enjoys the Florida sunshine with her mother, the former Peggy Cartwright — but botli miss Daddy Phil, busily broadcasting in New York • For those sleek effects so much in vogue right now, your hair must be uniformly colorful, soft and pliant, with a subtle lustre. Dull, faded, harsh hair simply will not respond to these new, modish hair dressings. But don't worry about it. Just put ColoRinse in the shampoo wash. Use as much as you want to . . . it's harmless vegetable compound, not a dye or a bleach, and you have 10 lovely shades to choose from. The instant result will delight you, for your hair will glow with renewed youthful color and glamour . . . that "Sheen of Youth" you never want to lose. Also ask for Nestle SuperSet, Nestle Golden Shampoo or Nestle Henna Shampoo. THE NESTLE LEMUR COMPANY MAKERS OF QUALITY PRODUCTS NEW YORK 10c at all 10c Stores and Beauty Shops ... Nostle ColoRinse, SuperSet, Golden Shampoo and Henna Shampoo her hold, began rolling more terrifyingly than ever. Each minute that passed, Phil prayed that the gale would lessen. Late Sunday afternoon he knew he could hold off no longer. The message he flashed to the Australia, by now far away again, only hinted at the despair in his heart : "Feel humiliated to come to you after subsiding seas, but wind now gale force. Rigging already going. Trying to refrain from sending distress signals, but fear only a matter of hours." A few moments later the hurricane was lashing the ship again with its full fury. Phil ordered the SOS sent. And back in New York they were laughing. They laughed because they had listened to the re-broadcast of his talk over a network late Saturday night, in which he told the story of the storm up to then. It struck them as impossible that he would broadcast from a ship in distress. They were smugly certain he was hoaxing them. One newspaper headline chortled thus : "Seth Parker hero, says Seth Parker." Daylight revealed the Australia hove to near by. Messages snapped back and forth between the pitching vessels and a short time later a boatload of British tars was fighting its way toward the sailing ship. Ten of the Seth Parker crew, wearing life belts, clung to the rail. The cadets among them looked appealingly at Lord. He shook his head. All wanted to stay. "Boys," he said. "I can't leave the ship. My fortune is sunk in her. Sweeny can't leave. He's responsible for thousands of dollars worth of broadcasting equipment Captain Flink is staying. I'm responsibl for you, so I'm going to let only two o you stay. The rest of you have draw* lots and lost. That's all." The British lifeboat was holding of some forty feet from the schooner, no daring to come closer for fear of bein; crushed against her side. Phil bit his li' as the first lad jumped into the sea am began swimming toward the lifeboat. No until the last of those going had beei taken safely back to the Australia did hi relax his grip on the stanchion. Two days later Phil stood on the quie decks of his forlorn vessel. The storm hat passed. The cruiser had long since lef with the bulk of his crew. He lookec ahead at the U. S. Navy tug that ha( arrived and was towing him ignominiousl; to Samoa. He glanced at the sheet o paper in his hand on which was writtei the farewell message from the Captaii of the Australia. Word had come to hin of the skepticism of the outer world. Bu even this message was of little comfort "I realize what you have been through," it read, "and am satisfied that there never has been any question you called on me unnecessarily. Goodbye and good luck." Phil's gaze wandered over his wrecke vessel. Nothing to do but sell^her no Get what he could out of her. Then g< home and start all over again. He crumpled the message and tossed i into the water, watching it float aster until it was a tiny speck in the distance Then it disappeared. His dream was gon< 80