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ITC CASLON NO. 224
BOOK
He didn't tell jokes. He was really a vocalist... or a d
ancer... or a genuine mime. But when Danny rattl
ed off one of his tongue-twister songs, when he par
odied an opera star with hay fever, a crazed cossac
k dancer, a shlemiel cowboy... when he spouted st
reams of nonsense syllables in perfect Japanese, F
rench or German intonations, mascara flowed an
d grown men wept with laughter. And when, with
manic frenzy, he conducted a symphony orchestr
a in The Flight of the Bumble Bee with a fly swatte
r, he so convulsed the musicians they could barely
read their scores or blow their horns. He made chil
dren giggle, and he charmed the royal family of En
gland into beating time and singing along with hi
m. Danny Kaye was one of those born entertainers
who comes our way once in a lifetime. And workin
g alongside him—writing his musical material and
guiding his career for 40 years—was his partner an
d wife, Sylvia Fine. Danny and Sylvia first worked t
BOOK ITALIC
He didn't tell jokes. He was really a vocalist. . . or a
dancer. . . or a genuine mime. But when Danny ra
ttled off one of his tongue-twister songs, when he
parodied an opera star with hay fever, a crazed c
ossack dancer, a shlemiel cowboy. . .when he spo
uteri streams of nonsense syllables in perfect Jap
anese, French or German intonations, mascara
flowed and grown men wept with laughter. And
when, with manic frenzy, he conducted a symph
ony orchestra in The Flight of the Bumble Bee wit
h afly swatter, he so convulsed the musicians the
y could barely read their scores or blow their hor
ns. He made children giggle, and he charmed the
royalfamily of England into beating time and sin
ging along with him. Danny Kaye was one of rhos
e born entertainers who comes our way once in a
lifetime. And working alongside him—writing hi
s musical material and guiding his career for 40
years—was his partner and wife, Sylvia Fine. Da
MEDIUM
He didn't tell jokes. He was really a vocalist ... or a
dancer... or a genuine mime. But when Danny ra
ttled off one of his tongue-twister songs, when he
parodied an opera star with hay fever, a crazed co
ssack dancer, a shlemiel cowboy... when he spout
ed streams of nonsense syllables in perfect Japan
ese, French or German intonations, mascara fib
wed and grown men wept with laughter. And whe
n, with manic frenzy, he conducted a symphony o
rchestra in The Flight of the Bumble Bee with a fl
y swatter, he so convulsed the musicians they cou
id barely read their scores or blow their horns. He
made children giggle, and he charmed the royal fa
mily of England into beating time and singing alo
ng with him. Danny Kaye was one of those born e
ntertainers who comes our way once in a lifetim
e. And working alongside him—writing his music
al material and guiding his career for 40 years—w
as his partner and wife, Sylvia Fine. Danny and Sy
MEDIUM ITALIC
He didn't tell jokes. He was really a vocalist. . . or
a dancer. . . or a genuine mime. But when Danny
rattled off one of his tongue-twister songs, when
he parodied an opera star with hay fever, a craz
ed cossack dancer, a shlemiel cowboy.. .when h
e spouted streams of nonsense syllables in perfe
ct Japanese, French or German intonations, in
ascaraflowed and grown men wept with laught
er. And when, with manic frenzy, he conducted
a symphony orchestra in The Flight of the Bumb
le Bee with afly swatter, he so convulsed the mus
icians they could barely read their scores or blo
w their horns. He made children giggle, and he c
harmed the royalfamily of England into beating
time and singing along with him. Danny Kaye w
as one of those born entertainers who conies ou
r way once in a lifetime. And working alongside
him—writing his musical material and guiding
his career for 40 years—was his partner and wif