Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-06-21

rnxsicians. statesmen and crooners? Would
you have your picture in the papers and your
name renowned throughout the land?
Then enroll in the Superba School of Radio
Announcing, and maybe such glorious dreams
will come true. The address is Room 10, Floor
s. Commercial Building The telephone num-
Der is Parkview 2495. The tuition rate is rea-
sonabie. The instruction is day or night. The
golden voice Is the voice that pays
MT Osmund p. Wickfeld, young and hand
some elevator starter in the great Commercial
Building, took his fascinated gaze of the form
letter and directed it toward the early morning
throng of office workers, out OF which ap-
preached Miss Nancy Douglas, revishing
stenographer who stenographed within four
of the insulated walls on floor number 81.
Say Nancy" he greeted, II want to ask you
a question. Please take time to seriously think
before replying.-Al in for local to 10!-Nancy
do you think my voice is golden?"
It's soprano" obligingly replied Nancy,
Except when you rend asunder an innocent In
finitive. Then it's ungrammatical,. too How
ever, it could also be engaging If it would try to
engage me as a PARTNER for an ankling session
tonight"
you are like your school-teaching father"
protested young Mr.. Wickield. "You think
grammar is everything But how about
rhetoric? Give rhetoric chance never do
Express to floors 80 to 4O!-And in conclusion,
I can't get of tonight to dance, anyway-Im
taking my first lesson in radio announcing.
"Okeh by me-" coolly okehed Miss Nancy
Douglas. "Sappy days are here again! But
II you learn radio announcing, you viii learn
correct speech. They're inseparable like hotsy
and totsy, and picnics and ants"
Station AEIOU and sometimes w and Y"
grinned her boy friend, "broadcasting mouth
ful!-ExpresS to 20 to 80! All in!' The all
included his all yclept Nancy, and o second
later her car shot skyward.
NEPITE their occasional tiffs Miss Nancy
- Douglas and Mr.. osmund p. wickheld
usually ran q temperature when near one an
other. The only fly in the ointment was pater-
familias Douglas, a learned high school peda-
gogue, who thought dissertation of the Kings
English was an unhappy medium somewhere
between an AK murder and sitting for The
Star Spangled Banner"
This was OSmunds weakness, but he had
hopes Of overcoming 1t; and that night when he
assembled to Floor SO these beat high IN his
hope chest In response to his tap on door
10, that aperture was opened by rotund male
individual Of middle age, who with an expansive
smile introduced himself as Prof Ezekiel JeIlico.
chief of the one-man faculty staff Of the
Superba School of Radio Announcing.
THE rewards for the truly ambitious are
unlimited" said the professor, after he had
learned his prospective student had . bank
account and q voice that could be made golden
for q goodly fraction Of 1t.
Consider, for instance, Graham McNalnee.
What was he ten years ago, Mr.. Wickneld2"
Mr. Wickheld did net know, and the other
did not pause to tell
Eyes, consider Graham McNamee," he con-
ttnued. "And think Of Ford Barnes. Think
twice Of Ford Barnes Now think Of yourself.
Mr. Wickneld. Think Of your future! Well,
viii test your ecophonesis qualities.
~Say, Ladies and gentlemen Of the unseen
radio audience, at this time we take great
pleasure in Offering . studio version Of Cavara-
dossi's labyrtnthine role IN Puccini's tTanscen-
dent "TOsca"-le sacre pFintemps. CavaTa-
dossi, mesdannes and messieuTsr"
The embryonic AcNAmee hurdled the mono
!.