Word: hammerstein
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...declare fabulous dividends. Records the raiders found, but no directors. "BIGGEST DRY RAID" blared press headlines the next morning. A picked detachment of raiders invaded the field headquarters of the syndicate, an isolated 20-room mansion high on a New Jersey headland, onetime country house of the late Oscar Hammerstein, black cigar & light opera tycoon. Oriental rugs, costly new furniture adorned the living rooms. Beneath the house were labyrinthine tunnels where boatloads of liquor could be stored. On the roof was a lookout post and a searchlight for flashing messages out to sea. Conveniently placed was a well-stocked arsenal...
Sweet Adeline. Jerome Kern and Oscar Hammerstein II offered last week their show Sweet Adeline, lampooning softly the notions of the Nineties in a gay and rambling history of which the heroine was a Broadway nightingale, singing with the thorn in her stuffed bosom...
Married. Oscar Hammerstein, 2nd. Broadway songwriter; and a Mrs. Dorothy Blanchard Jacobson, Australian singer; in Baltimore...
...word of disparagement for chorus girls, I wish to correct the statement made regarding me. I have never been a member of Mr. Ziegfeld's chorus or of any other producer's. I was, however, a principal in four Ziegfeld productions, a featured performer in Arthur Hammerstein's Golden Dawn, and the leading ingénue in the same producer's Good Boy earlier in the season, when I left to again be under Mr. Ziegfeld's management, and am contracted to play the ingenue in his production of East Is West...
Legitimate actors, who long have repeated the slur that the only two-syllable word that Hollywood knows how to pronounce is "fil-lum," may not forget their gibing and journey toward the west. Broadway producers, however, shrugged shoulders at the talkie threat. Said Arthur Hammerstein: "The public . . . is skeptical. . . ." Said Florenz Ziegfeld: "Beauty in the flesh will continue to rule the world." It is obvious that, even if speaking cinemas lose their present lisp and rasp, the illusion produced by an articulate photograph of John Barrymore as Hamlet can never be as satisfying as the illusion produced by Actor Barrymore...