This week’s book was written -- or, rather, assembled -- by an early radio personality with whom I was previously unfamiliar. He seems to have been, however, quite the celebrity on CBS in the 1920s, ’30s, and into the ’40s.
I’ve never seen such a cumbersome style of pagination before and I can’t imagine why it struck the publisher as a good idea. Also, oddly, the main content begins with “Page Thirteen”, even though -- if all of the preliminary content were included (and frontispieces and half-titles are rarely included in page counts) -- it is actually the eleventh page. I suspect, therefore, that my copy is a second issue (there was no second edition of the book) and that the preceding version had an additional page of preliminary content; the publisher, for some reason, omitted that page in this issue, but did not bother to alter the cumbersome pagination.
The main content of the book consists of collected anecdotes, jokes, poems, aphorisms, news stories, and quotations around a wide range of eclectic topics. As one dealer puts it, the book is “jam packed with little snippets of classic literature mixed with folksy wisdom”. As a product of their time, they can often veer towards the sexist and even racist -- particularly in regards to material that is "folksy", rather than from "classic literature". The general focus is on humor and morality, but there is no real organization or system to the order in which the material is assembled; most, but not all, have headings and nearly all are attributed. The content was all read by Wons on the air for his much-loved Depression/WWII-era radio show, which was underwritten (not surprisingly) by Hallmark Cards (sadly, apparently only two episodes were recorded and are still available).
U. S. publishers last year brought out 10,307 new books, more than in any previous year, Publishers' Weekly announced last week. In most cases publishers are happy to count their sales in thousands of copies. One volume, however, called Tony's Scrap Book had sold 225,000 copies, was still going fairly strong last month when Publishers Reilly & Lee issued Tony's Scrap Book No. 2. These, along with another published last November with the title 'R' You Listenin'?, are the product of Anthony ("Tony") Wons, a radio performer who has broken all records of Columbia Broadcasting System for sustained fan mail (2,000 letters a week). Self-styled a "peptomist," Wons is regarded by a shuddering minority as the most offensive broadcaster on the air. To his enormous radio following, principally in rural regions, he is a comforter of rare understanding who drops in for a friendly chat. To his critics he is an intruder who slithers out of the loudspeaker, puts his arm across his listener's shoulder and assures him that "all is well."
Broadcaster Wons' books are collections of odds & ends which he recites alternate mornings in the "Tony's Scrap Book" period, and every evening on the Camel Quarter Hour between Morton Downey's ballads. The two called Tony's Scrap Books are anthologies of noble thoughts, snatches of homely humor, tributes to beauty, diligence, nature, perseverance, motherhood, home, etc. Some are from Edgar Albert Guest, Dr. Frank Crane, Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Many, of unknown origin, are favorites of listeners who send them in. Here and there are a few lines from Shelley, Browning, Whitman, A. E. Housman. Wons puts them through a microphone in a voice hushed, saponaceous, insinuatingly folksy, with an ingratiating "Are yuh listenin'?" or "Isn't that pretty?" 'R' You Listenin'? is a book of extracts from "Tony's Own Philosophy," sermonets which he sometimes broadcasts.
Typical excerpt: ". . . But at night when you come Home, you are King to those kids of yours and to the little wife, and they would not trade you for any other Dad on earth."Anthony Wons, whose last name is Polish for "whiskers," became a scrapbookman while in a hospital for two years convalescing from War wounds. He spent his time in reading inspirational essays and verse and pasting up his favorite items. Also he continued an early hobby of memorizing Shakespeare's plays. Seven years ago he persuaded Sears, Roebuck & Co.'s WLS in Chicago to let him broadcast some of the plays, taking all parts himself. The broadcasts were popular and next year he began radio readings from his scrapbooks. That was a far greater success. Listeners everywhere began sending in bits they wanted "Tony" to read, even their own scrapbooks. (He has more than 200. The one which he currently uses is 27 in. thick.) Also over WLS he conducted a period of nondenominational devotions called "The Little Brown Church in the Vale." After a short career with Cincinnati's WLW, Wons joined Columbia in Manhattan. His income, including book royalties, is estimated near $2,000 per week.
While his normal speech is less ghostly than his microphone manner. "Tony" is the "peptomist" outside the studio as well as in. He looks much younger than his 40 years, lives with his wife (childhood sweetheart) and 11-year-old daughter in a Long Island apartment, has a summer cottage in Wisconsin near his birthplace.
“It was 10 years ago. There were no chain programs when I wandered into WLS with a book of Shakespeare under my arm.“I would like to broadcast,” I said to the program manager, Edgar Bill. “I can read Shakespeare.”
“Well, how much time do you want to do Shakespeare on the radio?” he asked.
“Give me an hour and I’ll be satisfied, and so will you when I get through.” I told him confidently.
"I’ll give you 45 minutes. See what you can do in that time.”
So the program was arranged. The time came, and I found myself standing before a microphone for the first time in my life, with Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice and an organist to play background music. Trembling, I stood, knowing that upon this one program depended my success or failure in radio.
(When the show was over) an assistant came rushing in, saying: “Hey, the big boss wants to talk to you on the phone.” I went to the phone (and heard): “That was great. Can you come in once a week with other plays by Shakespeare?” Since those days at WLS I have spent much time in radio stations over the country, but WLS is the home where I had my birth.
There is no marginalia in my copy, though one page (17) has been dog-eared. Inside the front cover there is a stamped name, “Elizabeth J. Morris”, along with an ex libris bookplate with Morris’s name and the year 1944 handwritten in. The design of the bookplate includes a musical note; someone -- perhaps Morris -- has hand-colored the plate in pink and green. The name, alas, is too common to make it possible for me to discern precisely who the previous owner was; clearly, though, from the dating, she was most likely the book’s first owner.
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