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This brought down on Red Mike the most unanimous editorial barrage he has ever suffered. The sober Times, the Republican Sun, the left-wing PM and even Columnist Fiorello LaGuardia (who was against the sale) burned Mike's ears with catcalls ranging from "unwise" to "blackmail." But New York's brand-new Mayor William D. O'Dwyer, elected last November with A.L.P. support, heeded the threat. He plumped for the referendum. Red Mike called off his strike...
...Missing Guest. Just before midnight Kieran rose to announce that two men had tied with marks of 85. There would be another quiz to determine the winner. One nervous man-black-haired Lester B. Stone, onetime executive secretary to Mayor Fiorello LaGuardia-showed up on the stage. The second contender-plump, wealthy William Rogers Coe, banker and vice president of the Virginian Railway Co.-had given the whole thing up, was found across the street visiting some pals at LaRue's Restaurant...
...hand of the studio clock. As zero hour approached, he raked his fingers through his bushy hair, stripped off his tie and collar. Then, with a cough and a hawk, he stepped up to the mike. Boss Ed, aware of the radio success of New York City's Fiorello LaGuardia, was starting a weekly radio talk of his own, addressed to Chicagoans...
...happy Mr. Fiorello H. LaGuardia, New York's cocky little ex-mayor, crowed a sharp warning to his advertising sponsor, Liberty magazine, just before he began his Sunday-night ABC network commentary this week: "If they announce that the sponsor is not responsible for their commentator's sentiments, I'll announce that the sponsor's product is not necessarily endorsed by the commentator...
...York's liveliest and most unpredictable radio shows has been Mayor Fiorello LaGuardia's Talk to the People. Every Sunday afternoon since 1941, over city-owned WNYC, the Little Flower has rasped and ricocheted his way through 30 minutes of the most unorthodox chatter on the air. He left sentences dangling, blithely mispronounced words, skipped syllables when he tantrum-well felt like it. He growled at chiselers, sang sarcastically at enemies, squeaked angrily at hecklers. He read the comics, with expression, and told housewives how to prepare oxtail ragout. All this made lively listening...