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56 ^ivin^ November-December, 1949
haws, the ers and ahs, the stuttering, tates, from the notes, the original second'grade grammar of the address outlines of his articles. He blue'pencils as given. The ©bfuscated oration went the typed copy here and there and on and on saying nothing. The use then turns it over to a member of the of a ghost in such a case would have working press — his ghost for many won the approval of all who heard years — for polishing and editing, and read. So the profession flourishes and
Ghosts are not confined to politics grows. Ghosts write books and ghosts and government. Robert Tate Allen, build fame. One alleged, believable, once church editor of one of Wash but unauthenticated ghost story is ington s morning newspapers, has that James A. Farley paid a ghosting built a lucrative business as a ghost, fee of $25,000 for the work done on preparing press releases and editorials the Farley autobiography. The figure, for many men of the cloth. And a if true, represents an all-time high well-known Catholic reHgious leader for a single such fee. And whether or and educator, famed for his contribu not the yarn is entirely true, the book tions to the sectarian press, has sys did add to the Farley legend and tematized his method of creation. He is fame. Such fame is typical of many not an Allen client. He makes volum men in the pubHc eye and ear who inous long-hand notes, then hires a employ the unsung mechanics with public stenographer to whom he die words, the wraiths over Washington.
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With his wife sick in bed, hubby — and pandemonium — reigned supreme in the kitchen. The husband was having trouble finding the tea. He looked high and low, and finally called to his wife, "I can't find the tea, dear. Where do you keep it?"
"I don't know why you can't find it," came the peevish reply. "It's right in front on the cupboard shelf, in a cocoa tin marked matches."
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The groom seemed slightly confused. Hesitatingly he said, "I was asked to buy either a casserole or a camisole. I can't remember which."
"That's easy enough," answered the clerk. "Is the chicken dead or alive?"
At a Florida casino, a husband gave his wife, who had never before played roulette, $200 with which to gamble. She asked a woman friend what number she should play, and was told to choose her age number. So the lady placed $100 on 28, only to faint when the pill came to a stop on 32.
A clerk in a Hollywood studio, a girl with an attractive face but a rather slight figure, had been given a small part in a Technicolor picture. When she came on the set, the friendly director said, "You look nervous. I hope you don't feel like a lamb going to slaughter."
Blushing, she replied, "I fed more like an expense account going to the boss — all padded up." ^
Lowell Thomas, well-known radio news commentator, recently quoted his father's definition of a good public speaker, "Somebody who knows how to make more than one friend at a time."