Radio and television mirror (May-Oct 1940)

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■ "You can keep the boy from now on," she said. "I've about enough of caring ■ Had they the right to bring a child into a marriage that was already a failure? —a story of a radio wife who took a desperate chance, and a husband whom love made a weakling been auditioned, and she was making her debut on the program, singing duets with me. She was wonderful. The sponsor thought so, the Hsteners thought so, and I thought so. We were married in December. Funny, how differently marriage affects people. Ours made Doris more earnest and ambitious than ever in her life. It brought out all the softness in me. To tell the truth, I never was very fond of hard work and now I was too darn happy to start slaving. Life was so full of pleasanter things that it seemed a waste of time to work. "Don, you really don't have to go in for those long cocktail sesr sions with the boys every afternoon. You don't need that kind of popularity, and it doesn't help your voice, either," Doris would say. "Can I help it if I have social gifts? Come here, woman," I'd reply. And pulling her onto my knee, I'd hold her soft form close and kiss her until she relaxed in my arms. And then she'd jump right up and say, "We're late to that rehearsal. Come on." "Oh, darling, we could sing those duets in our sleep!" "That's just what people will . think we're doing!" Doris was willing to make any sacrifice for her career. She was in bed at ten, up at six for a day of exercise, light breakfast, voice instruction, scales and vocal exercises, lunch, riding in the park, rest, language instruction and diction, rehearsal — whew! My idea of singing was to open your mouth and let the notes come out. So while she worked, (Continued on page 75)