Word: young
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...position of leadership in the world in the past has always entailed the premature burial of numbers of the nation's young men, and nobody deplores this trend more strongly than I do. The only question is this: are there other things which are worse? I think there...
Career (RKO Radio) launches those of Alice Eden and John Archer, victors in a nationwide radio contest for new talent conducted by oldtime Producer Jesse Lasky on his Gateway to Hollywood radio hour. To the call for "young men not less than five feet nine inches tall with physical characteristics similar to those of Douglas Fairbanks Jr., Tyrone Power, Errol Flynn, etc." and for similar feminine paragons, Gateway to Hollywood got 40,000 applicants, 8,000 of whom were auditioned in 23 U. S. cities. "John Archer" is Ralph Bowman of Lincoln, Neb., 24, in looks a genteel replica...
...most momentous in United's history. It boosted its holdings to a dominant (22.1%) interest in upper New York's giant utility, Niagara Hudson Power Corp. (assets then $784,298,192). This deal elevated someone new to a dominant position in United: an extraordinary young banker named Floyd Carlisle, who has always been thought of as a "Morgan man," and is today the No. 1 U. S. utility magnate. Carlisle then ran and still runs the St. Regis Paper Co., which happened to own 4,070,000 shares of Niagara Hudson common. By an exchange of stock, United...
...playwright and screen writer, Samson Raphaelson is as good as they come. His light comedies (The Jazz Singer, Young Love, Accent on Youth) not only packed them in, critics liked them too, praised their deftness, wit, freshness. But Broadway and Hollywood are not Parnassus. Skylark, a fluffy first novel originally written as a play (serialized in the Satevepost as Streamlined Heart), last week proved that Samson Raphaelson's stuff is better on boards than in them...
...gawky, lonely twelve-year-old who lived in a seedy brownstone front on Manhattan's West Side. Her father, a spiritualist, called her Dik-Dik (after the royal Abyssinian antelope). Neighbor kids called her Spooky Sloppy Lula. One day Dik-Dik saw a solemn, horse-faced young man coming down the street-the answer to a maiden's seance. Lula charged, threw her arms around his waist. "I'm Dik-Dik," she said. The stranger, who hailed from South Brooklyn, had a "heart as clean as a baby's," was the fourth deputy assistant editor...