We now have three of the four major Victor Scroll Label variants represented on just one record.
Images {1798721} and {1798722} show the last version that bears the company name Victor Talking Machine Co. Whereas the 1926-1928 Scroll labels show the phrase Orthophonic Recording to the left of the spindle hole, from Spring 1928-Spring 1930 it appeared in an arc above the Nipper trademark. So this April 1930 release was one of the last discs to be issued with this label style.
Images {1798719} and {1798720} show the company name Victor Talking Machine Division / Radio-Victor Corporation of America. This label was only used between Spring-Summer 1930. The little "o" above the trademark reveals that this particular record was pressed in Oakland, CA.
Images {1475159} and {1475160} reflects the merger of RCA-victor Corp., the Audio-Vision Appliance Co. and the remainders of the Victor Talking Machine Co. into the RCA Victor Company, Inc. and was used between Summer 1930 and Summer 1935.
(The fourth major Scroll Label variant was used between 1935-1937 and sported yet another new company name, RCA Victor Manufacturing Co.)
By the way, Rudy Vallée adapted his version of "The Stein Song" when he was an undergrad at the University of Maine in 1920-1921 (he then transferred to Yale from where he graduated with a BA in philosophy). "The Stein Song" should become his most successful hit, with 500,000 copies sold between 1930-1944. (source)
I personally prefer Vallée's "St. Louis Blues", a surprisingly swinging and bluesy version although a bit marred by his own, rather thin voice. I wonder if the lead cornet playing the Armstrong-like intro was trumpeter Randy Brooks (1917-1967); I also think the bass on this track is great, and there are these nice little flourishes by the piano and the violins that I really love.
Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine,
Shout till the rafters ring.
Stand and drink a toast once again,
Let every loyal Maine man sing!
Then drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days,
Drink to Maine, our alma mater,
The college of our hearts always!
To the trees, to the sky, to the Spring and its glorious happiness,
To the youth, to the fire, to the light that is moving and calling us,
To the gods, to the fate, to the rulers of men and their destinies,
To the lips, to the eyes, to the girls who will love us someday.
Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine,
Shout till the rafters ring,
Stand and drink a toast once again,
Let every loyal Maine man sing!
Then drink to all the happy hours,
Drink to the careless days,
Drink to Maine, our alma mater,
The college of our hearts always!
To the trees, to the sky, to the Spring and its glorious happiness,
To the youth, to the fire, to the light that is moving and calling us,
To the gods, to the fate, to the rulers of men and their destinies,
To the lips, to the eyes, to the girls who will love us someday.