WJZ SUNOCO REVISED ( ) ( ) 6‘A5 - 7g00 MAY 1937 TUESDAY REVISED OPENING COMMERCIAL Tonight we have planned to bring you the voice of our globe trotting friend, Lowell Thomas, who will speak to you directly from Paris, If you heard Mr Thomas last Friday evening as he spoke to you from aboard ship you will remember that a severe electrical disturbance interfered with the broadcast. Well, we1re hoping for better luck tonight, and by the way, you always have good luck when you buy Blue Sunoco Motor Fuelt It has only one name, one price, one quality and every drop provides a lightening quick performance at regular price; but let’s jump the Atlantic Ocean - and now Lowell Thomas direct from Paris, Frances—------ ii^-bUilOUQ. FROM PAKIh Good. Evening Everybody: — ( \ \ The big nev/s in Paris tonight is the same as in the States — or in the rest of the world for that matter. Of course France has an especial interest in today’s reunion in the Royal Romance — because it occurs in one of the fairest lands of romance;- Touraine, the Castle country,^where the stately beauty of the Middle Ages lingers on, as in a dream. Tonight, Edward, the Duke of Windsor, who was King Edward VIII of England, sleeps in the Chateau of Cande. It is in the old province of Touraine where the lords of old built so many a stronghold that the Chateau of Cande dates back to the 16th Century, the Renaissance, when the art of castle building was at a pinnacle of glory in France. The French are proud of the Castles of Touraine, cherish them as monuments to their national genius. And of all — the Chateau of Cande*" A/t.^ a. ________________ __ LEAD _2_ is a unique treasure. It is a stately masterpiece, with lofty walls and war-like turrets. It has massive walls all around Its spacious grounds — one of the most strongly fortified of the remaining castles in France. Qrhose two famous lovers wasted no time. The very hour that the British Courts made the last move In confirming the Simpson divorce, Edward was on his way to join the one on whom he conferred that now famous phrase "the woman I love.f*| He took a fast express train from his Austrian retreat — almost to Paris. That was a bit out of the way — not a direct line to Touraine. But then Paris is the universal railroad center in these parts. All railroads lead to Paris. The ex-King left the train at a small station near Fontainebleau. It was all supposed to be secret, but somehow the word had got out. Crowds were gathered. The houses facing the station were alive with people at the windows, watching. The newspapermen and c meramen ,.ere there in force, trying to push through the police lines. The schedule went through like swift clock work. The LisAD _3- Duke of Windsor took a fast automobile, and followed by another, went speeding to his destination, a speedy drive of several hours* He got there for lunch, shortly after one o1clock* Lunch was waiting and so was Mrs. Wallis Warfield Simpson. The inevitable crowd watched Edward pass through the • stately gate, and disappear within the concealment of the high walls. The fortifications which nobles of old built for their defense today hid the meeting of the worlds most famous couple — concealed that reunion in the Royal Romance. Tonight the question is — their marriage. It is certair ( \ that it will be celebrated soon after the Coronation.^ The only point in doubt is — v/hether the ceremony will take place in the City Hall, or within the Chateau, sheltered there by those same massive walls built in the war-like days of old. A /7 j /7 PERbOi.jin.LIT I Eb Tiie Royal Romance was the talk everywhere, y»hen I happened to walk into a small room in the Ritz where I encountered as interesting a group as you would want to meets one was Lord Beaverbrook, colossus of British journalism, the brilliant, dynamic Canadian who wields as dominant a pov/er of journalism as any man has done. Lord Beaverbrook told me he had just come from Tours, where Mrs. Simpson has been waiting out that probation period now ended. The publisher, who is a Peer, has been deeply in the know ever since the sentimental trouble of Edward began, a close friend of the Duke of Windsor. Two others in the group were Lord and Lady Brownlow. Lord Brownlow, equerry to the one-time Edward VIII, the equerry who accompanied the Belle of Baltimore on her flight from London to the South of France when the storm broke. And the news today tells how Lady Brownlow made a quick aeroplane journey to Tours and back — visiting Mrs. Simpson. And Lord Brownlow is still a central figure in the most talked of romance of 1 this century PERSQfrlALITIKfc, The fourth in this most fascinating party seemed oddly appropriate — a smiling, urban chap who has achieved renown as a master of polished and sophisticated brilliance. Michael Arlen, who a few years ago wrote stupendous best sellers like the ,fGreen Hat,” satiric novels of society. I said to Michael Arlen, "What are you writing?” He answered that he had just completed a book of short stories. No, not a novel. He said he much preferred the short story form. True, he had made his astounding success with novels. But they really were not sympathetic to him. He did not like the longer form. He felt himself essentially an author of short stories* "But, what are you writing?” I repeated. "Oh,” he smiled, "I am busy on a novel." I laughed at this inconsistency, whereupon he responded that I didn^t know the half of it. It was really a dilemma all the way around. Because he was writing a novel of the news, a story of a great newspaper publisher, a giant of journalism. I wondered — did that give a new meaning to his being there with Lord Beaverbrook? He went on to say that his novel analyzed the Pi^hoOiULITI^b _s- effect of the contemporary news on the mind of his editorial chief character. The trouble was — the news of the day kept changing so much. When he began the book there had been no Ethiopian campaign. So he had to rewrite it to fit the new condition of affairs. But that was before the Royal Romance and abdication, and, the Spanish Civil War. So now, hefs having to rewrite it * all over again. He said he was on bis way to his villa in the South of France today to do the job. And, with a mocking smile, he added — that when he got it done some new startling turn of world events would probably make his story obsolete once more. KAPUfrlTIOfti The National Broadcasting Company, at Radio City in New i'ork, through Ambassador Bonnet in Washington, evidently had advised quite a number of Frenchmen of my coming to Paris. Also they passed the word along that I was on a flying visit, next to Rome, then London. So, a number of delightful French people escorted me today on one of the most strenuous expeditions that anyone ever undertook in Paris* First, we made a tour of the International Exposition which is to open shortly. M.Locquin, an associate of Premier Blum and the vivacious Madame Lacroix, a young lady well known in French diplomatic circles, were my escorts. I found that the Fair is not ready. Part of it is on an island on the Seine, and that river in one of its fickle moods started raising. The flood that followed undid considerable work, and that caused delay. And then there was still further delay. The Directors of the "Exposition Internationale" had expected that about 10 nations would participate. Instead, there are 43 nations taking part. This means that the Fair is to be far, far larger than originally expected, and this has brought all sorts of complications. EXPOSITION -2- Michael Arlen, the novelist, was complaining to me tonight that B it had taken him 6 hours merely to walk round It. 1 This Exposition is to be entirely unlike the World*s Fair that New Xork Is preparing for 1939. This one Is right In the heart of the City, superimposed over the heart of Paris. The New York Fair, as you know, is being built in a marsh, a reclaimed empty spot on Long Island. Just imagine the difficulties of putting scores and scores of Exposition buildings, in the heart of a great city, over an area 2 miles long and one mile wide. Imagine what this will do to traffic. It is making the famous Paris taxi drivers more "that way" - you know what I mean — than ever. The thing I like about this Paris Fair is that it will result in a number of permanent improvements to the City:- a great new museum of modern art, the removal of an unsightly station and tracks in the heart of Paris; tne complete reconstruction and change in architecture of the world-famous Trocadero (the 2 towers are now gone); and best of all, the banks of the Eeine will be beautified for 2 miles with lovely gardens. } f I hJCPO^ITION -5- f But, perhaps what you are wanting to know is: as a result of the delays I have mentioned, when will the Fair open? This question will be answered by the Premier of France, in person. Premier Blum told me today that he will be glad to join me on the air and speak to you at the same hour, one evening next week - Friday, May 14, two days after my Coronation broadcast. In company with ^douard Jonas, distinguished Beputy from the Alpes-Maritimes province, I spent an hour in the office of the Premier of France today. Mr. Blum is exceedingly busy at the moment, marshalling his forces to answer attacks which he and his party are expecting in the Chamber of Beputies this week. Mr, Blum will be up for a vote of confidence, a vote to decide whether his policy is still that Mr. Blum’s Government will be overthrown. But, I have it on good authority that this possibility Is remote. So a week from Friday, barring some unforseen happening, the Premier told he will be glad to join me on the air, and speak to you. In addition to seeing the Exposition, and the Premier, ' 1 acceptable. A story session is expected. There is a possibility I talked with manji heads of the French Government, including the LXr’QblTlOW _4_ soft spoken, smiling Paul Bastid, Minister of Commerce, who expressed considerable satisfaction at the cooperation that he says his Department receives from America, more he assured me than he receives from some other Governments* Also, Pierre Cot, a sandy-haired, youthful, energetic Cabinet Minister who is responsible for the vast French air program. Much depends on him at this moment when Europe is re-arming so feverishly. Another I man who interested me greatly was the Director of the Cabinet of the President of the Council, Andre Elumel, right-hand man to I 1 Premier Blum. Not many weeks ago, I told on the air of a riot at Cuchy. In that riot, Andre” Blumel stopped a number of bullets. He was shot several times. I was interested to find that he is at his desk, going ahead with his extren&y important work. just as though nothing had ever happened When yougo abroad, one thing you are sure to meet are — Americans* That Is true if you voyage to the South Seas or go jaunting in Central Africa. It is triply true in Paris. And this is Coronation time — when few of our fellow citizens who attend the crowning of the King will fail to drop in at the Capitjql of Gaiety. One of the most interesting Coronation visitors I know of is a charming lady, whose fortune is derived from that much advertised product, called — ABSORBIi'iB JUNIOR. I met her on the ship coming across, and was told a story of how she, attending the Royal festivities, is being driven around at the Coronation by the former chauffeur of the ex-King, the same one who was at the wheel of Mrs. Simpson1s car when she made her hurried departure from London to the Riviera. The lady of ABSQRBIi'iE JUNIOR noted in the newspapers that his ex-Majesty’s chauffeur was also out of a job - abdicated, so to speak. So she cabled him instantly and engaged him to drive her at the Coronation. Upon arriving in Paris, I encountered a stalwart figure with a small red ribbon ^4.+. t in nis buttonhole. It was my jiMEBICAijS _ 2 ~ colleagiie, Truntan Talley^ tiead of* the Movietone# Why the red ribbon? It was the Legion of Honor. Truman Talley has been attending a conference of European representatives of Twentieth—Century-Fox, which is presided over by Sidney Kent, one of the foremost figures in the world of motion pictures. What were they all talking about? The topic was — news from the United States, news from Hollywood* I discussed the motion picture strike with Sidney Kent, and exchanged the latest bits of information we had about the labor trouble in the land of studios. It seems odd to be here in Paris and telling you folks at home about an American headline, but here are some of the bits flashed to me across the ocean. Hollywood pictures were taken today. Not, however, to be shown on the screen, but for the Rogues Gallery. Sf.riking makeup men, engineers and others of eleven unions are picketing the big studios, demanding union recognition and a closed shop. Right now the actors are deliberating whether to strike or not to strike. They are members of the Screen Actors* Guild. Last AM£jRICA^b -3- reports over here in Paris:- they had come to no decision - to strike or not to strike. Today1s picketing follows the trouble of last night, when the strikers raided a cosmetics outfit, which they claimed was supplying makeup to the studios. They threatened the watchmen and janitors, wiped up the place, smeared creosote all over the xi cosmetics and damaged 10,000 pictures of famous movie actors including Clark Gable, Bing Crosby, Marlene Dietrich, Jeanette MacDonald, Gypsy Rose Lee and other stars. Sidney Kent told me today that fifty feature productions are tied up, and these represent an investment of millions. m UHDKH I suppose that almost any traveller wandering in Paris will look about, expecting to find some odd or ironic or Q tragic story — such as De Maupassant might have written. Somehow, when you think of this great stately city, with its chestnut trees abloom, its tree-lined boulevards and curious twisted streets -- you can't help recalling De Maupassant who described so many mocking and melancholy scenes of Parisien life. Today, I ran across a tale of just that sort, swift with tragedy, arresting with the sudden turn of fatality. Today, in a Paris Court a judge spoke words of wisdom — not such original wi^om, but mighty close to the point: "Nevert" he declared, "never arouse a woman,s jealousy. It is a very ' o dangerous thing to dot" said he. He was passing sentencd on a young bookkeeper who had tried that folly — arousing a woman's jealousy. Fernand Prevost was in love with Yvonne Hombert. He thought that she liked his friend, Georges Lavaud, too much. So one day he said to her — "Oh, tonight I have an important rendezvous, I am taking a girl to the cinema - a beautiful girl." Thereby, he sought to arouse MURDER -2- the jealousy of Yvonne. He had no date with any girl. Instead of taking a beautiful madamoiselle to the cinema, he went to the apartment of his friend, Georges, to talk things over. When he entered he observed that his friend was embarrassed. Then, he happened to hotice - a curtain. Beneath the curtain he saw two little feet in charming slippers. He rushed to the curtain, tore it aside - £yid there, was Yvonne. Yes, he had made her jealous and she had taken her revenge in true Parisien style. In fatal style - because in a moment the maddened young bookkeeper stood with a smoking revolver in his hand. Today he was tried for the murder of his friend, and Yvonne. And so it was that the judge so sagely remarked: "Uever arouj4&/a woman's jealousy. It is a very dangerous thing to do.” Then, he sentenced the young bookkeeper to five years of solitary confinement. Yes, a story for De Maupassant. It so happens that I have landed in Paris at a most Parisian timej because the city on the Seine is world renowned as the metropolis of politeness. What wouid France be without French courtesy? And this week in Paris is POLITENESS WEEK. _ or, to be more precise, it is seven days of national urbanity^) You might I call it ’'Alphonse and Gaston" week. And you can imagine what that means here along the boulevards. For my authority I can quote that eminent American journal, the Paris edition of the New York Herald-Tribune. The reporter remarks that today he even saw a girl theatre-usher smile as she showed him to his seat. The Paris Herald-Tribune declares that there was an unusual blooming of "S'il vous plait" and everybody was saying "Merci." It was "iaierci" all over Paree, until one felt like saying: "Mercyl" in the American way. So, on the first day of Paris politeness it would be highly improper to use any rude, off-hand expression, such as— til tii be seeing you I" or "Hope youfre having a swell time." I feel it would be lacking in politeness and urbanity even to close by saying - lIEo long I" Therefore, I will take a deep bow and murmur,*'I f h 1IL ¥QQB FLalT” and "Ad REVO IK, >' until you hear from Captain Valentine Williams tomorrowl - 4 - REVISEP LINE ADDED BELOW - IP LOWELL THOMAS PICKUP IS /SUCCESSFUL CLOSING AKHOUHCEMENT s And so ends our entertaining talk by Lowell Thomas, who spoke to you directly from Paris. ANNOUNCER: Tonight, with deep appreciation for his help, we say "good-bye” to Captain Valentine Williams who has been our guest Commentator for the last few nights while Lowell Thomas Is vacationing in Europe. Tomorrow evening, at this same time, we welcome to this program Mr. Upton Close, our next commentator* Mr. Close Is a famous foreign correspondent and the author of numberous books on vcdrld affairs. Probably you have heard him on your radio before this and you know that he Is an interesting, foraeful speaker. Listen to him tomorrow evening. That*s all - and goodnight from Dan Russelli THIS IS THE NATIONAL BROADCASTING COMPANY. WL 5 / 4/57 L*.T.- SMJIOCO. TDESDAS. MA^ 4, 1937. Script not used — L.T. broadcast from Paris (Thi.s as prepared for Valentine Williams) GOOD EVENING EVERYBODY: The late William Gilette never wrote a play more characteristic of him than the will he left behind, was filed for probate today. It was expressed with the forthright, sardonic, plain-speaking that Is generally associated with the true Yankee character. The will is dated January Twenty-Seventh of this year. So its words were the last, you may say, that he wrote for publication. His chief anxiety, apparently, concerned his magnificent estate at Eadlyme, Connecticut. He left a message for his esecutors hoping they would exercise the utmost discrimination. And he wrote: *1 would consider it more than unfortunate for me should I find myself doomed after death to a continued consciousness of the behavior of mankind on this planet. I should consider it particularly unfortunate, to discover that the stone walls and towers and fireplaces of my home, founded at every point on the solid rock of Connecticut, should reveal A/! y A LEAD - 2 Q thenselves to me in the possession of some blithering saphead. A saphead,11 he continued, "who had no conception where he is or with what surrounded." His pride in that place was disclosed in his description of his three mile steam railroad "with its bridges, trestles, tunnels," as he put it, "through solid rock and stone culverts and underpass, all built in every particular for permanence." And he enumerated further: "My locomotives and cars, constructed on the safest and most efficient mechanical principles," He then remarked: "If I were alive and conducting the sale myself, the price of the property would be considerably less to an appreciative customer than to one who had no capacity whatever for mechanical satisfaction." GEHERAL MOTORS The first public remark made by William Knudsen after being elected President of General Motors, was characteristic of the man. The moment the meeting of the Board of Directors was over he left New fork for Detroit. When he reached the capital city of the automobile world, reporters of course swarmed around him. "Are you going to move to New 2ork now?" they asked. And G. M.fs new president replied;- "Not on your life! This is my home. Here I^m going to work and here I*m going to stay." L_.T. SUNOCO. TUESDAY« ulAY 4. noon iiirFTTTT'Tn nrTrFYrnrrr That must have been quite a party that the boys and girls of Harvard and Radclyffe gave themselves last night. It began as the customary manifestation of (Spring fever that breaks out once a year about this time. But it finished in as pretty a free-for-all as university dons ever saw. The residents of Lowell and Everett Houses opened the war with a water fight. You know the sort of thing 1 mean. You take a stout paper bag — not too stout, fill it with water and drop it on somebodyfs head. Good fun when youfre twenty or thereabouts and Dad^ paying for your clothes. But presently it got beyond the grounds of an inter-house fight. The water bags began to fall not only upon students but innocentpassersby, like the rain that falleth upon the just and the unjust alike. The passersby didnft enter into the spirit of the occasion and befame resentful. LFAL1 - 2 The battle now moved into the open streets. Red flares and bonfires illuminated the fray. The Harvard police had finally to call in the city cops. The jollification had now become a real man-size fight. The police vere obliged to send for tear gas bombs. But even that didn't suppress the exuberant undergraduates. With the tears pouring from their eyes they kept up their end. Driven from the stre t the;, didn't go home but rushed in a column to Harvard Square. There they made such an uproar that everybody living in the apartment houses nearby woke up. Not only woke up but took part in the battle, Windows flew open and tffrom them there rained a barrage of eggs at the rioters. Traffic was practically at a stand-still becuase the boys clambered onto the roofs of street cars, cut the ropes xi r/ LEAi) -3 pulled down the trolly poles# Ahe police, gas bombs in hand, drove them from Harvard Square but still they didn't go home* ihey fell back Cambridge Common where one of them made a mock anarchist speech* Borrowing a pl'K’se from the followers of Father Divine, he cried? "Peace: It's wonderful.” The rest of the mob took up the cry* From Cambridge Common the rioters were forced back into Arsenal Square and from there into Radclyffe quadrangle. That brought the distaff element into the fight. The young ladies of Badclyffe College, though they didn't leave their rooms^poured buckets upon buckets of water out upon the heads of everybody* impartially upon undergraduates and police- A % / men^ C q Before the^ finally decided they fed had enough fun they tore down the ga±± goal posts of the girls hockey grounds and made bonfires. They made another bonfire In front of a hotel, £ vC f( si __^ turned over an InfSmation booth, stopgod fowyAiore trolley cars and finally tried to carry off the cannon around the Soldiers' and sailors* monument* when they found this was /is? .^e (7 LZAD -4 impossible they gave up and went home* Just, one 'ndergraduate was arrested. Franklin D* Roose­ velt , Junior, though itching to get into the fray, remained a spectator, looking on from the window of his room* WINDSOR The world's two most foremost lovers are reunited once more. At about nine o-clock this morning. New York daylight time, a limousine preceded by a motorcycle escort, roared through the gates of the Chateau de Cande. As it came to a halt, a slim, clean shaven man of youthful appearance, bounded up the steps and threw his arms around the distinguished, handsome woman who was waiting for him. Then they turned, and, arm in arm, walked happily into the castle. No youth of twenty-one, in the throes of his first grand passion, could have rushed to keep a love tryst more ardently or more swiftly than the Duke of Windsor. And spectators at the Castle tell us that the happiness that visibly radiated from the persons of the lovers was nothing short of contagious. The Duke had left the Paris express twenty-two miles outside the city. The train had been stopped, by official dispensation, at Verneui 1, whe*o Americ mi of i : hdfr-iBii munhrm^mf r The train was an hour late, which gave Mrs. Simpson sixty extra minutes of anxious and impatient waiting. But the Duke surely lost no time on the motor trip from Verneuil to Monts. Reports say that the WINDSOR -2 limousine travelled seventy miles an hour most of the way# That wouldn’t be anything new for him# When he was still King of England and the Dominions Beyond the Seas and Emperor of India, he would frequently drive eighty miles an hour at dead of night, he himself sitting at the wheel# Behind him as he rode, followed a truck bouncing over the French boulevards, with the Duke’s seventeen suitcases# His expression when he arrived, they say, showed a vivid contrast to the haggard air he displayed on that December night five months ago when the Destroyer FURY carried him into exile, Today he was full of high spirits and the flory of the French countryside glowing with fruit blossoms favored his mood# Among the gifts he brought for his affianced bride was a box of Alpine flowers he had picked himself in Auabria. Also, an Alpine peasant girl’s dress# In his pooket was the platinum wedding ring that had been made especially for him in Paris. That’s the ring which on or about the twenty-fourth of May will make the lady from Baltimore, H# R* H#, the Duchess oj . Y/indsor* CORONATION FOLLOW WINDSOR Meanwhile| it was Dress Rehearsal day In London — dress rehearsal for the Coronation I mean* It took place in Westminster Abbey. King George and Queen Elizabeth and all the officials were present. The archbishop of Canterbury, the Earl Marshal — the Duke of Norfolk -- the Lord Great Chamberlain, seven field marshals In full dress uniform — everybody who has to take part in the big show went carefully through their paces in West­ minster Abbey this afternoon. And actually King George went through the process of being crowned four times. The rehearsal •XR a ft n t. ft rmcoin ft Afl a hug» and entkueiasWie ggp»d«e«»*e4»*e» t. . v XUitM ‘ £&***&* ^The Tnron bus strike continues without any abatement. The leader of the bus men issued a threat today. A rumor had been circulated that the London subways had put on extra trains and the London County Council extra trolley cars. Also, that the Interurban motor coaches were being pressed into service to carry bus passengers through London streets. The strike Committee announced that if this were done, they would call out the subway sQ't ’-XA, tl and 'fc-T*fn,TT car employees as well as their own men. A .jfWjPZ .-toW-lL. «!#■■ CORONATION FOLLOW WINDSOR -2 The bus fight doesnVt seem to have discouraged American visitors to the Coronation# Five thousand of them will be leaving New York within the next ten or twelve hours# Five large liners will have passed Sandy Hook on their way to England by two o’clock this morning. The WASHINGTON, the BERENGARIA and the PARIS sailed at noon today# The BREMEN will leave at midnight, and the Q,UEEN MARY, with yours truly on board, at half past one in the morning# They will be the last ships to reach England in time for the Coronation# It’s described as the largest mass sailing of Americans for Europe since the banner days of Nineteen Twenty-Nine# FILM STRIKE A sensational new angle in the Hollywood film strike fenmed Jt A washf t anything that happened in Hollywood or Culver vity. It comes from Washington. Congress takes a hand in the game. The Judiciary Committee of the House of Representatives ^ ! £ipp\^£,L announced that it n^fiia8; a thorougii Congressional Investi­ gation of the film industry. > That’s been rumored for a long waile. There ttave been mutterings from time to time in the capital that some of the activities of the Clnnnifi ^should be closely and officially scrutinized. Many Congressmen and othe^have been jealous, it is said, of the lage incomes earned by some of the stars and executives of the film companies. Hitherto, the tact and /dOv-CJS-v* diplomacy of Will H. Hayes, the Judge Landis of the eiaam world, have staved off any investigation. Many of the people who earn $ those large salaries have said they would welcome an investi­ gation. It would show, for one thing, they say, that after they’ve paid their income taxes to Uncle Sam and $$ the State of California and all the other expenses xke essential to their positions, they have precious little left. S'tf FILM STRIKE -2 As for the strike, the picketing went on peacefully today. The women pickets were called off. We don't want any women on the lines until the situation cools down, said the strike committee. Ihe committee was exceedingly indignant today over last night's raid on a beauty parlour. You may already have heard that three men and a woman broke into and smashed that beauty parlour beyond recognition. It jf.s owned by imi'iiinr brothers, each of whom Is said to be head of the makeup department! in different studioj^. It was said at first that this raid had been ju. perpetrated because those thrift brothers were suspected of having brought strikejj breakers into the studios. The strike committee, on the other hand, declares it was a frame-up. "Obviously it was gMllQ<i"-ofrfr™e»-ae to turn public opinion against «r IIS GENERAL MOTORS -v I $in informed that the proper way to pronounce the name of G„M**s new President, is Nudsen. without the . Once he met a woman who insisted upon calling him wKnudsen.1* f1Madamn, he is supposed to have replied, ,fyou v;ouldnft talk about knee action, would you?1' His forthright homely phrases are quite a legend around VL<i | Detroit. -H^has never lost the directness and simplicity that marked him when he first came to America as a young immigrant from Denmark, thirty-seven years ago. His first job was as reamer at a shipyard, helping to build torpedo boats. For that he got a dollar and seventy-five cents a day. As Vice-President of General Motors last year, his salary and bonus brought' him three hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars. Of course heTll get more as President. He hates formality and ceremony. So we gather from an article about him in the SATURDAY EVENING POST. "When you want to see me," he says, "you open the door to my office. walk in, and sit down." And that. Ladies and Gentlemen, ends my period of pinch-hitting for Lowell Thomas. Tonight 1 sail for London and the Coronation. Goodbye, and good luck!