Dear Diary,

Bert Lahr was Charlie McCarthy’s guest today. Naturally he made me think about the Victory Caravan, and when I think about the Caravan, I think about Bob Hope. (Didn’t you know that was coming?) Bert had just been kicked by Charlie’s kangaroo, and he was there complaining. He said, “There I was, walking along the street, happy and contemptable, —” That guy kills me. And that singing of his is enough to kill anyone.

I was alone most of the day today, because Mother and Daddy went to Hughes Springs. I had a pretty good time, though. I have a gallon of home work, but I’ve done everything but homework all day today. I a ba-a-a-d girl.

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Dear Diary,

There was a little bit about Bob Hope in the new Readers Digest that came out today, but I had already read it because it formerly appeared in the American Magazine. It was about the method Bob used is getting his first big studio audience—he roped them in from the Charlie McCarthy–Edgar Bergen show. I’ll bet if there were any roping necessary now, it would be just exactly the other way around. Imagine Bob Hope having to steal another comedian’s audience! It just shows what a great change a few years can bring about. Bob never needed ropes to get an audience after that first time, but sometimes they use ropes to keep audiences (or mobs?) away from him. (And I do mean me, at the golf tournament.)

Dear Diary,

Last September several Dallas columnists commented on how good Bob Hope would be in silent pictures. Today in Hedda Hopper’s column she said: “At Columbia they were speaking of how the talkies ruined so many silent stars, then got to speculating on what would happen if movies went back to the silent days. Director Al Hall believed not over a dozen stars could survive with their pantomime. These included Charlie Chaplin, Bob Hope, Charlie McCarthy, Harpo Marx, Roz Russell, James Cagney, Rochester, Barbara Stanwick, and Jimmy Gleason.”

Dear Diary,

Mother and Daddy and I went to see “His Girl Friday.” The actors were Cary Grant, Ralph Bellamy, and Rosiland Russell. Donald went to the Majestic to see Blackstone the Magician and “Charlie MacCarthy, Detective.” I listened to Ellery Queen tonight.