y" I fiQLLlSiQi^ Lowell Thomas broadcast for the Literary Digest Friday. January 15^ 195^ Page 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 Good Evening, Everybody: Tonight off the North Atlantic coast a drama of the sea is being enacted. The story has bcejV^ro^fTi L ~fn in brief, vivid wireless messages. There was a collision between an American destroyer and a tank-steamer. In dense fog 25 miles off Montauk Point, New York, the coast-guard destroyer Herndon^was ramned by the tanker Lemuel— Burrows. The fog was so dense that men on look-out could see for only a distance of a few ifcftnr’rf-n-T _Laa^. The two ships loomed in the white blanket. They were too close to each other to avoid a collision. The bow of the tank-steamer crashed into the forward part of the coast-guard destroyer. Wireless calls tor help were immediately flashed. The United Press reports that vessels are hurrying to the scene of the accident. tVieanwhi le, the tanker was taking the injured destroyer in tow. Lines were passed from one vessel to the 9 10 11 121 13 14 15 16 ! 17 181 19 20 ! 21 22 23 24 25 - GQLLISIQH - 2 Page. other, and the tanker started to haul the destroyer to port. Then came another wireless message from the midst of the dense fog that is kM hanging over the ocean. It stated that t ne tow- I ine had broken. The two vessels drifted apart, and the tanker lost the destroyer in the>Vfis»* At ,A- last reports wireless dispatches were i' s Ih 1 coming from various ships which j_ i , they^ steaming through the white looking for the injured ship. tt I i 1 I si m il UZZIZLLX n~ Page. 1 i so hot? Well, you egg! Are you You done me wrong] Excuse me, folks, for^speakin these S h a k e s p e a r © a n ferms i i n S e IC ______ ^ J-they ARE^ Shakespearean. TUiXs. we are told v S-o by no than the learned Doctor Vizetelly, editor of Funk and Wagnalls' New Standard Dictionary. Last night we heard how a Professor at Columbia University denounced the current American habit of using slang. He raked us over the coals for not speaking classic English. . Well, the New York Evening PostJi^^ up the matter 11exl Doctor ^ 2i| 22 z jtp 11 V» the erudite sage who is the criteripn of good Engl ish,A fEa^k=arnd Wng/nrrl f^ New Standard Dictionary. And the Doctor steps forward as a defender of American slang. He points out that slang is language in making. He adds that Shakespeare used Plenty of slang, some of which has s.nc^ beeome the bestofEnglisH* A J . +he Doctor points make the matter clear. r'IItfEIELLX 5 6 7! 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 is’ 161 17: 18: 19 20 21 22 231 24 25! Page___ out s *f b vv i ns tances in which th© Bstpcl o*f Avon used expressions that still exist as slang today. In one §■■■ case Shakespeare writes the classical phrase( "You egg." And in another case, the great poet asked the question, "Are you so hot?" He is also responsible for the line, "You done me wrong." And that does sound very American. In faot, it inevitably brings to mind that classica line from FRANKIE AND JOHNNIE -- "He was her man, but he done her wrong." Page J> SMUii 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 W e II , it looks as if AI wo n ' t be st&nipeded. Last ni ght at a meeting in Boston, there was a loud demand cal ling for A If red E. Smith to be the Democratic nominee for the Presidency. Governor Smith has been keeping a policy of silence and last night he did a neat piecfe of side-stepping. Massachusetts Democrats were gathered at • • a Victory Dinner, just as some 27,000 Democrats gathered at Victory dinners in 75 other cities throughout the country. Governor Franklin D. Roosevelts addressed the one in New York , which was attended by 3000 Detpocratic leaders. Ex-Gov emor Smith spoke at the Boston banquet. One of B ob ton's Democratic le aders jumped to a chair and shouted "Al, the Party is going to draft you". How did former Go/ emor Smith answer that? We I I j he just smiled and said "I am over the draft age." He dodged with the wise crack that he was too old to be Rafted and in that way refused to commit himself. . • + L So, as the Associated Press comments, famous Smith silence remains unbroken. msEsi Page____ I* In t he nei ghborhood o'f B s. 1 ii i ni o p 6 tih© farmers are co ns i der ab l y annoyed. And you can’t blame them. A farmer wi II gat up in the morning and go out to feed his chickens and will observe a quantity of feathers scattered around. And those feathers are all that remains of a few fine chickens or turkeys. Some pestilential critter has been raiding the hen-house, and you know how that makes a farmer feel. This sort of thing has been going on quite a bit, and in addition to the indignation there has been a good deal of mystery. Who was the thief? What sort of animal was raising all the havoc? This week’s Literary Digest tells us how early one morning a farmer and his wife were driving along near Baltimore. They saw a slender, gray form slink past them and make off like a streak in the bushes. The farmer couldn’t figure just what the animal was, but he was certain °t one thing -- it wasn’t a dog. Some people had been blaming chicken-killing fliSESI - 2 Page on a dog gone wro ng. The farmer organized a hunting party and proceeded to run down the animal. They shot it -- a gray wolf-like creature. They couldn't identify it, so they sent the skin to the biological survey at Washington. The reply came back that it was a coyote -- an old-time ’ Western coyote, so familiar in the land of the prairies. Well, what was a coyote doing among the green hills of Maryland? - The answer makes a curious story, which the Literary Digest tells us. It £ would appear that fetes coyote3-- cunning, mean, and destructive -- been traveling East. In fact, the coyote has been spreading all over the United States. ^ The Literary Digest quotes from an k article by Lucy Salamanca in the Baltimore Sun, which gives a few odd "facts about the coming of the coyote to *1 the Eastern seaboard states. In some Qases Easterners traveling in the V/est have been attracted by those cute I i ttle f< 2 3 4 - 5 6 7 8 9 10 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 1 Page___ pups, coyote pups. The tourist thinks:- wouldn't it be nice to have one of these /# c* cunning little fellows as a pet.°<>the coyote pup^ i s brought East. Presently he grows into an onery, thieving burglar. Perhaps he escapes, and the next thing you know the farmers of the countryside are driven to their wits' end by the depredations of Old Boy Coyote. The Literary Digest goes on to add thiPt in the Eastern and Southern states fox-hunting is quite a sport. The men that ride to the hounds often procure young foxes and turn them loose. In some cases the sportsmen have had pups shipped from the Western ranges. In almost every case the supposed fox was not a fox at all. It was real ly a coyote. The sportsmen couldn' t tell the difference and turned the puppy loose. And then it isn't long before a pack of coyotes are raiding the chicken coops and poultry yards, and also killing sheep an d cattle. At Clayton, Alabama, the fox­ tail - 3 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 2 "tyi. - 4 Page oose twenty coyotes v, a :^r riov t he hunters turned \ thinking they were foxes. A And county has a coyote plague. The Literary Digest re-prints a letter which an angry Georgia farmer wrote to a forest ranger. The letter is written in * rich frrrTir of Georgia- cracker venacular. The indignant farmer has his own ideas on the subject of coyotes. He declares that the fox- hunters find their sport impeded by the farmers’ sheep. That’s why they introduced the/viB^^*l^L/T<^y didn’t think they were releasing foxes at all. They deliberately turned the coyotes loose so that the cpitters might kill off , ^ . ... « i _c____ sheep^ AAnd that wou 1 ci improve the fox hunting for the sportsmen. -to -btU—^ BGSENli&LQ R Page / Today in Chicago the wi II of the late Julius Rosenwald was filed in the Probate Court. It shows that the great philanthropist leaves an estate of Twenty Million Dollars and of this more *j| I than half is given to charities. — — — • I IJ Nine million is divided equally among five children. Eleven million goes to the Rosenwald family association Ij '(!•’! which is charged to spend all of that [! i money on and } | various good works twenty-f i ve y ears# JuIius Rosenwal d had one fixed principle in his life of giving. He di didnTt be{ ie ve in endowments that are left to accumulate. He didnTt beliese, as the Associated Press reports, in placing "^^^TtV^TTlnfSopy^.on condition that it 25 J years--not "only interest^ but mm principal $ also. Among the institutions that are to be benefitted, is the Museum of Science Page // I I i an d Industry, which Julius Rosenwald foun ded. Well, the filing of the will tod ay sets a final seal to the philanthropies of one of the most benevolent and well-beloved of Americans,.*^ He Igegan at the very bot tom--bui It up a llfF=e^P s uccess , accumulated a fortune, and found his greatest happiness in giving--in devoting his wealth to the benefit of human progress. 1 J S II 1 « |f! i ll i |J -i ; I 'I !! fiiiSSlA Page / -2- 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 i 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 | I A a story of some Red iffll ! do it>gs in i»ios cow* In 'th© Scv ist co.p i'*t& I oef-c-otat^ae the sacred color is Red^ tie flaming red of revolution. It appears that there is a loud and uproarious row under way- in the world i I! 1 of Red art--re vo I ut i onary art--the art of the proletariat. The Bolshevics ape strong for giving the masses the right-nr A* P 21 25 geen giveo art i st ". that is the --red--kind of theatrical entertal nment * And that of course includes the Rus sian ballet. The favorite dancer in Moscow just now is Victorina Krieger, who has rank of "peop le ' s having a scrap /\ . with the Soviet Theatrical Director, B. S . Arkano v-- an artistic disagreement, which has created a sensat ion in Moscow. The story has leaked out and is new given by the Associated Press--of how just the other day the quarrel came to a truly Red climax. There was a meeting °t officials and artists to talk things I: M 1 S m £ 122 . SlA --_£2 Page, 13 16 17 181 19 over. In the course of the conversation the dr ector made a few remarks which were not entirely complimentary to the way the dancer tr ipped and cavorted around tne st acje • ^ iv ^ ^ pi She prompt I y "Don't you forget,"she cried magnificently " I am p eop I e ' s art i stA". "Yes, you are--by mistake". theA d r ei when things grow ferefe n-^A, The dancer seized an ink-stand. It was SRKxti full of Soviet i n k - - ttra-t t s Red ink. And she crashed the container of Red ink on the Director's head. And right then and there the Qr ector Arkanov was colored in * mk true Communistic He was a Red revolut ionary a.! I r ight# to its foundation^ The bal lerina was 1 instantly fired, even though she was ^people Ts KjoaiKB artist”. That caused a flood of protests on the part of the I 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 1 BU££l£---£2. Page----- theater-goers. The outcry was so loud that the ballerina was put back on the job and made the people !s artist once mere, and presumably given the right to throw all the red ink she wishes. And the dr ector? Ha, he was tired-----tossed right out into the cold Moscow night on his ear. And tonight the topic erf the hour in the Red Capital is Red art and Red ink. 18 19 Page Hey, Pedro, go dov/n to the furnace and a few shovelfuls of A coffee on the fire. Pedro ho5-foo;ts it to the furnace and shovels coffee. teXu- Ltfg: a . Al I of which means that at the town of Santos in Brazi I they are using coffee instead of coal. great Brazilian coffee district. There's been an immense over-production of the breakfast beverage. More than a million slacks of coffee are he aped up at Santos, and there's no place to sell t hem. News Service, decided txrcfcry to use coffee instead of coal in firing up for the town's lighting system. They're i coffee for plain f u e I. ymtfcct ca H—“fct: •- fancy fun hz: S o g o a he ad—-Pedf-^-and heave a_jtew s hov e l-fuis of moooa i-n-to-tho fi r e .. Santos is in the heart of the So the city fathers of the go I ng to use sacks of 1 Let's take off our hats to Mrs. 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 M. Zilch. She certainly is one popular lady. In fact, she has just made a wonderful showing in a popularity contest. Ordinarily those various beauty contests, popularity contests, Boiot charm contests, and what-not, are too numerous to be singled out for mention in the news. But this po-fftri-frr i ly~ crvu^ sCTTtroirt- staged at River Grove, a suburb of Chicago, is somewhat out of the 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 usual -- yes, somewhat. The Associated Press tells the story of how Mrs. Zi Ich got 440 votes in that contest, and that was a mighty good showing. The Judges wondered, because they had never heard of Mrs. Zilch. So they decided to investigate and see who this very popular lady might be. Was it her beauty, her charm, « her intel I igence, that was making her so popular / A committee of the Judges went to the address given to congratulate her. MABE ~ 2 Page____ CL 13 14 15 16 17 They found the address was a stable attached to a graveyard, "Does Mrs, Ziloh live here?" asked the committeemen, n0h yes," was the response, "right there in the stall." And they pointed out a mare. And they say that literally Vv^v'ue fctXcKsrt and accurately it was am- oId gray mare. It would appear that somebody was playing a joke on the popularity contest and went around drumming up votes for Mrs. M. Zilch, which is the name of the old gray mare that works at the graveyard. The dispatch makes the observation that the laugh was on the popularity contest. q =*»** t in fact, 44^-waa a horse laugh. "cbL -t' y H^Wvv-t^Uf , I i 24