Word: platinum
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...with Rosie O'Grady and a ballad about one Mr. Reilly so enchantingly delivered that everybody has wanted to live Mr. Reilly's life ever since. Last week, 51 years after his debut, and with his own son, Pat Rooney 3rd, now doing his own song-&-dance, platinum-haired Pat Rooney walked into Federal Court in Manhattan, filed petition for bankruptcy. His assets: $252, and a job entertaining at Billy Rose's Diamond Horseshoe. Liabilities: to touched friends George M. Cohan, $200; Ben Bernie, $200; Harry Richman, $100; Ollie Olsen, $25; Bob Hope, $25; Victor Moore...
...Buenos Aires theatre last summer, white-haired Maestro Arturo Toscanini embraced a swart, black-haired, sloe-eyed dancer and cried: "Never in my life have I seen such fire and rhythm!" Platinum-haloed Maestro Leopold Stokowski, who knows fire and rhythm, got Dancer Carmen Amaya to give a special performance for him and his All American Youth Orchestra, willingly paid a fine for keeping the theatre open after midnight. Glossy-domed Impresario Sol Hurok, who knows a good thing even when he doesn't see it, signed up Carmen Amaya by cable for a U.S. visit...
...comfortable. Others who caught the Guild's professional and admiring eye: Glenwood J. Sherrard, president-manager of Boston's Parker House; William Rhinelander Stewart, Manhattan socialite; Lucius Beebe, lush cafe columnist; Dr. Gordon Green, New York physician; Frank L. Andrews, president of the Hotel New Yorker; platinum-haired, oriflammable Paul V. McNutt, Federal Security Administrator. McNutt, smiling modestly, also denied that he gave dressing any real thought, declared: "One is rather embarrassed by all this, and I think the less said the better...
...become just another intimation. The Messenger had other things on his metaphysical mind. The R. F. of M. M. dumped Baby Jean back into her waitress mother's un-Vanderbiltian quarters in a Manhattan rooming house. The Messenger, nattily attired in a grey, pin-striped suit with a platinum-and-diamond dove in the lapel, received reporters in his Manhattan office, lamented that he was the victim of a whispering campaign, and recited from Kipling's If!: "If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs...
Conductor Stokowski, as mettlesome a showman as he is a musician, gave Manhattan (and, on later nights, Baltimore, Washington, Philadelphia) a spine-tingling program. His white hands and fuzzy platinum hair gleaming like an oriflamme, he led the youths through a spirited charge on Bach. The violins, on their feet and playing as one man, rattled off one piece, a Preludio, so brilliantly that the audience roared bravos. After the Bach came the Fifth Symphony of Dmitri Shostakovich, melodiously and pompously hymning the Bolshevik October Revolution. By strictest Carnegie Hall standards, the cheers showed that the Youth Orchestra had passed...