The Devil and Miss Jones

Luck presents Hollywood. Luck's radio theatre brings you Lana Turner and Lionel Barrymore in The Devil and Miss Jones. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille, readings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. The first audience to behold Lana Barramar on the stage saw a chubby little cherub who could be eloquent even when he said goo.

Like all his family, he grew up with a theatre, but the screen grew up with him. And today it would be a very dismal screen without those crusty old characters that Lan or Barramar endows with light, language, and a heart of gold.

Nor could the screen get along without the beauty and talent of stars like Lana Turner, who just finished it picture a Johnny Eager at Federal Golden Mayor. And tonight, as Miss Jones, she plays the glamour of half of the devil and Miss Jones, adapted from an RKO motion picture.

As the wealthy JP Merrick, Lionel Barramore, goes to work in his own department store under and assumed names to find out why his employees don't love it. His investigation leads directly to a wedding, the best proof that this is not a dull document full of social significance, but a delightful story about some charming people.

Somebody once observed that a good story makes the whole world one. But it never ceases to surprise and delight me how much of the world is brought together for one hour by our plays here in the Lux Radio Theatre.

Some more evidence of this has just come in. A letter, slightly frostbitten, from a defense outpost in far-off Labrador, where incidentally they use lux toilet soap. We're just mechanics doing a war job, the writer says.