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October 15, 1926
THE TALKING MACHINE WORLD
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oAboul the Girl I dm going to MARRY
GIRLS, this is d confession
of an eligible young man who has been attracted to fair ladies ever since the campus gates closed behind him. All these young ladies fascinated him — one was brilliant and beautiful but she invited him to take her to more shov/s in a month than a newspaper critic razzes in a season. Much as he adored her Messrs. Ziegfeld and Belasco soon discouraged the struggling young copy writer.
Then came the quiet home girl. He could see her six times a week and still eat three meals a day, but the evenings were uninteresting and her companionship grew boresome.
Another was wonderful company — she was the cynosure of admiring eyes, but somehow they always seemed to drift into night clubs.
And Dear Lady —
we men do not propose marriage in night clubs.
And then "she" came.
She was just a real girl, easy to look at, dressed nicely and moreover had that
wonderful understanding which makes a man devoted to a woman.
She understood that —
it is in her home that he plans his,
so she invited him to her home often. But unlike the quiet girl, she made every evening a cheerful one. Her home was a center of all social activity. The younger set gathered there and had wonderful times, marvelous dancing. Of course other girls had old fashioned phonographs that would play jazz — but at her house they have real night club dance music at a moment's notice.
There is a New Reproducing Sonora Phonograph in her home.
♦ ♦
And later, enchanted hours together — subdued lights .... music .... beauty .... youth .... romance! Colorful harmonies steal upon the soul while they engender thoughts which find no speech. As the record plays so, too, does their imagination and to the tune of its mystic music they build their air castles and plans for tomorrow .... many tomorrows together
SONORA PHONOGRAPH COMPANY, i6 East Fortieth Street, New York, N.Y.
This story in booklet form is now available to Sonora dealers