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An inspiring object lesson<br />
for those of you who think<br />
you've got to fight if you<br />
want success in the world<br />
" F at first you don't succeed, don't struggle!"<br />
So says Everett Marshall, whose glorious baritone<br />
voice h 'as succeeded very well indeed with<br />
millions of air fans.<br />
It sounds surprising, doesn't it? Who ever got<br />
anywhere by not struggling? Well, there's more to it<br />
than that. When Marshall says "don't struggle," he<br />
means don't spend your life bucking your head<br />
against a stone wall, and getting all cramped up<br />
about it. He believes in taking things with a smile,<br />
and keeping on good terms with life. But he also<br />
believes in being up to par for the breaks when they<br />
come! His own life proves that his ideas are pretty<br />
sound.<br />
Let's go back abut twenty years to the strict old<br />
New England town of Worcester, Mass.<br />
A red-<br />
headed, freckle -faced kid of ten got himself a job<br />
in a grocery store, after school. He earned something<br />
like four dollars a week, and hoarded every cent, so<br />
that some day he could have singing lessons. Everett<br />
Marshall stood out from his stern 'New England<br />
surroundings by being completely music -struck as<br />
long as he can remember. His boyhood hero wasn't<br />
Jim Jeffries, but Enrico Caruso. His mother encouraged<br />
him in the spirit of his musical hopes, but<br />
that was the only sort of encouragement he got. Confidentially,<br />
the spirit alone doesn't carry you very<br />
far along the path of fame. Hence the job. He<br />
sorted potatoes and carried out ordirs, and dreamed<br />
of all he was going to do ... "some day."<br />
First of all, he wanted to learn Italian. There<br />
wasn't a chance in the world for lessons, so right_<br />
there he put his ideas into practise. Instead of gomg<br />
sour on the Fate that had made him apenniless<br />
kid in a small Yankee town, he settled things his<br />
own way. In among the carrots and the onions, he<br />
lifted his voice, and sang:<br />
"Antonio, camphorio,<br />
"Harmonica, 0, snorio!<br />
"Cherio,<br />
"Beerio,<br />
"Adio!"<br />
This was "Italian," and it made a tremendous effect.<br />
II was his first experience at electrifying an audience,<br />
and it proved to him that you don't need to fight an obstacle<br />
... you can get around it!<br />
After the grocery store, there came a flock of other jobs;<br />
including work with an engineer and an architect, and then,<br />
when he was fourteen, someone took him along to the<br />
great annual Worcester Music Festival. Everett knew all<br />
about the splendors of the Festival, where there are famous<br />
soloists and a great chorus, but it costs money to take it in.<br />
So, after half a dozen years of waiting, someone took him.<br />
When he heard George Hamlin sing at the Festival, he knew<br />
in a flash of vision, where his own future must lie. There<br />
40<br />
Tune In on Everett<br />
Marshall's Broadway<br />
Varieties.<br />
See page 51 -8<br />
o'clock column.<br />
before him, in a dress suit, stood the embodiment of all his<br />
dreams.<br />
FVERETT determined then and there to get some sort<br />
of work, right in the Festival Hall. Backed up by his<br />
record in the local church choir, where he had been singing<br />
three years, he tried for a job in the chorus ... and failed.<br />
But he wasn't the least bit crestfallen about it! If they<br />
didn't want him, that was that. No use bucking. He'd<br />
simply try something else. There was one job in the hall<br />
where they needed a kid ... that was carrying around the
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