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Include your own and dealer's name and address and mail with the big word, Pamale, from the front of the wrapper of one regular and one bath size cake of Pamale soap to Box 92, New York 8, New York. Now here's the jingle once more. A fresher, brighter-looking skin is something I would like to win. I'll get Pamale Soap today. Da-da-da-da-da-da-da. Mail your entry to Pamale Box 92, New York 8, New York. Get Pamale Soap for a lovelier complexion. Remember, doctors prove Pamale's beauty results. Well, we've seldom seen a more glorious fall morning than this one in the little town of Weaverville. Brilliant sunshine turns each autumn leaf to gold and there's a tang in the air like wine. No wonder there's a sparkle in every eye, a carefree smile on every face. No wonder, pure joy of livid... Well, wait a minute. What's this? Well, there's our young hero, Dennis Day, walking into the Anderson House with the most woe-be-gone expression we've ever seen. My goodness, he hasn't looked like this since the junior G-man discharged him for being overage. I wonder what's happened? Why, Dennis, it's only 10 o'clock. What are you doing home from the shoe store? I've got a good notion not to go back to that shoe store ever, Mildred. The boss and I had words this morning. Word? What do you mean word? I said good morning and he said you're fired. What on earth did you do? Oh, I guess it was that order I bought from a salesman without consulting the boss. Gosh, I still think 300 pairs of ladies mules with fur on them at 50 cents a pair is a good buy. Oh gee, it seems so to me too. Sure. How did I know that we're all size 13 and a half? Dear, isn't it just awful the bad luck? Oh, hi, Daddy. Good morning, children. Something wrong, Mildred? You look a little upset. Oh, Dennis is out of work again, Daddy. Yeah, it's getting pretty darn discouraging going from one job to another, Mr. Anderson. Oh, now, all you need is a little responsibility, my boy. Until a young man gets married, he's like a deflated balloon, incapable of rising. Ah, someday you'll find your gas bag just as I have. Heard him say many times that he was incomplete until he met mother. Sure. She was what finished me off on him. She finished me off, all right. Oh, well, just a little belly laugh to cheer up Dennis. Now, why not drop in with that employment agency downtown, my boy? I'm sure they'll locate something for you. Gee, do you really think so? Of course. And then when you're finished, drop over at the hotel. I'll be down there on business today and we can have lunch together. Okay, I'll see you around noon. But try not to be too disappointed if the employment agency doesn't find something for you immediately, won't you, Dennis? Sure, I will. Remember, you can always collect your unemployment insurance. After all, $20 a week isn't to be sneezed at. No, especially when it's $3 more than I've been making. Oh, I thought if you could find me something steady... Why, of course, young man. We'll do our very best for you. Oh, thank you, sir. And just sit right down on that couch while I read off a list of occupations and when you hear one that appeals to you, let me know. Ready? Accountant? Actuary? Architect? Ooh, architect? No, loose spring. Yes, it does do that once in a while. I think it's only a flesh wound. Perhaps we'd better get you a vital statistics for our records before we go any further. Now, your name again? Dennis Day. Oh, yes. Your age and weight, please. 22 and 159. The larger number is my weight. Might be. As far as school is concerned, how far did you go, Mr. Day? Three blocks. Mr. Day, I'm beginning to adore you. And now this next question usually gets a plain dull yes or no for an answer. But somehow I'm counting on you heavily. And tell me, are you a white collar worker? Well, usually, but of course you know how the laundries are these days. I knew you wouldn't let me down. And now then, what was your last job? Oh, I sold shoes. What kind? Right ones and left ones. People with three feet were just out of block, huh? Yeah, I guess so. Shall we continue? This is fun. Are you by any chance adept with your hands, Mr. Day? Well, I can put them in front of a light and make a rabbit shadow on the wall. Well, fully for you. What I meant was, are you skilled at any manual labor? Gee, no, I'm afraid not. Then we have to rely on your mental attributes in placing you, huh? Yes, sir. We're in trouble, Mr. Day. Really? Really. However, suppose you leave your number and if something turns up, I'll give you a call. Oh, swell, I'll be at the Weaverville Hotel for the next hour. After that, call 227. Fine. If a man answers, I won't hang up. By some wild stretch of the imagination, it might be you. Oh, yeah, this hotel lobby has given me the willies. What's the matter with people in these tank towns? Ain't they buying phony oil properties anymore? Dope, it ain't like the old days. The oil racket's been done to death. Nowadays, you need a real standout dope. Yeah, but you'd think a town this size would have at least one prime... Hey, Sam. See the kid over there waiting for someone, the one with them big innocent brown eyes? You mean the guy over there twiddling his thumbs? Yeah, see how hard he has to concentrate to keep him from colliding? Hey, look, that beautiful brunette with the wire-haired terriers walking right in front of him. Oh, brother, is she got gorgeous legs, huh? Look at the kid's head time. Yeah, but he's looking at the wire-haired terrier. That's our man. Go to work. Pardon me, young man, but I just don't seem able to place your face. Well, really, it's just where everybody else is. No, no, no. What? I am trying... I'm afraid I've got some bad news, JB. Yeah? Oil has just been discovered on our land in Texas. Oh, no! Oh, unless we can unload that land somehow, we'll be stuck with another million dollars. This is stuck. Look, young man, you don't understand. This puts us in a higher income tax bracket. Sure, and right now we owe the government so much money that they don't know whether to throw us into jail or recognize us as a foreign power. Let me find someone to take this land off our hands, say, for a measly two bucks an acre. Well, if you're really in trouble, fellas, I just... A good boy! Now, how much land do you want? Well, wait till I figure out how much cash I can lay my hands on. Let's see now. Could I get much oil out of about two and a half yards? You should have known, Sam. Yeah, come on, Duke. Ah, forget it, kid. We're looking for a big... Hey, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Gosh, this would be a wonderful thing for Mrs. Anderson. She might buy the whole hundred acres. Mrs. Anderson? Yeah, I'm gonna marry her daughter. And if I let her in on this, she'll have something to thank me for. Well, I'll tell you what we'll do, my boy. We'll give you this deed to the property. And if this Mrs. Anderson buys it, just turn the two hundred bucks over to us and we'll pay you a 10% commission. Ten dollars. Oh, boy, thanks, gentlemen. Gosh, Mrs. Anderson always wondered whether I had any brains or not. Well, I'll stop that and hurry. We'll continue our day in the life of Dennis Day in just a moment. Meanwhile, here's Dennis to sing with a twist of the wrist. Where the twist of the wrist With your lips that insist Where that come hither look in your eyes Just when I think we're through, you do magic At the drop of a hat It's as easy as that With the mirror's attempt at a sigh When I'm shy, be back on your list Doesn't matter how hard it is How can I get away? It's been promised a commission if he can sell Mrs. Anderson 100 acres of Texas oil land at two dollars an acre. Not knowing, of course, that he's been taken in by two phony confidence men. And because the sale is so important to him, he's been remembering the main points of the salesmanship course he took in high school. Never force the issue. Wait until the thing you're selling comes up naturally and normally in the conversation. Let's watch him put this technique into operation. Nice day, isn't it, Mrs. Anderson? Yes. A little warm for October. Maybe. I think prices will continue rising. If they do, taxes better start coming down. Mrs. Anderson, I'm glad you brought that up. Brought what up? Taxes, greatest state in the union. Boy, what oil land? Why, if you could buy just one little bit of... Oh! Who brought that? Okay, let's try it again. Nice day, isn't it? Dennis, I'm warning you. I'm in a black mood. I have a cold. I'm glad you brought that up. Brought what up? Black gold. Talking about. Well, Mrs. Anderson, I know why you can buy some Texas oil property for only $2 an acre. Oil property? Dennis Day, do you take me for an idiot? Of course, that got to do with it. You think I'm dumb enough to fall for a thing like oil property? But this'll make your millionaire, Mrs. Anderson, for an investment of only $2 an acre you can... Oh, stop. I wouldn't touch a thing like that with a 10-foot pole. It's the most ridiculous thing that... Oh, I'll get it. Hello? Hello, Mr. Day? This is Mr. Nelson at the Employment Agency. Who is it, Dennis? Oh, it's for me, Mrs. Anderson. I never thought I'd be saying this to you, Mr. Day, but I have a job for you. Oh, gosh, that's wonderful. What's wonderful? Oh, it's just business, Mrs. Anderson. Go ahead, Mr. Nelson. Well, have you ever heard of C.J. Parrington? C.J. Parrington? That's the richest man. Property out the hills, and he wants someone to clear it all for him. Chop down trees and cut away the brush. He'll pay $10 for every acre that's cleared. $10 an acre? Good heavens, it's up $8 an acre already. You know how to handle that type of work, don't you, Mr. Day? Oh, sure. I can clean up all right. Oh, Clara Anderson, you fool. Tell them I'll be there first thing in the morning, Mr. Nelson. Maybe it's not too late. And thanks. Thanks very much. Goodbye. Dennis? Yes, ma'am. I've said some rather peculiar things to you every now and then, haven't I, dear? Yes, ma'am. But you've always known that way down deep inside me I adore you, haven't you? No, ma'am. I do, Dennis, you're the sweetest boy I've ever met. Mrs. Anderson, are you asking me to become the father of the girl I love? C.J. Parrington is a very wealthy man, isn't he? Parrington? Oh, yeah. He's loaded. Of course he is. He has all the money he needs. I don't see why he should have any more, do you? I'd rather not answer that. I might get investigated. No, you don't understand, Dennis. You see, I want you to sell me that oil property at the original cost of two dollars an acre. You do? Well, gosh. Okay, sure. Oh, you darling. I'll write you out a check for two hundred dollars immediately. But I don't understand, Mrs. Anderson. A minute ago, he said you wouldn't touch it with a ten-foot pole. Oh, well. You know that girls are always permitted to change their minds, don't you? Sure, but what's that got to do? Ten dollars, Mildred. Look, I gave you mother's check to those men and they gave me ten whole dollars. I'm going to be rich. I'm going to become a real estate operator. I've always wanted yachts, servants, Cadillacs, and a bow tie that lights up. I don't understand. It's why mother bought oil land. It isn't like her. Did Mr. Farrington really offer ten dollars an acre for it? Huh? Oh, gosh, no. He just offered me ten dollars an acre to clean off some... Oh, but she'll thank me when she becomes a millionaire. You mean if she becomes a millionaire? Why did those two men look like Dennis? Oh, just average-looking fellows. One was wearing a black and white checkered suit and had shifty eyes and the other one was short and the hair on his board came down to about... I could be in trouble, huh? Hope not, Dennis. We better see where the property is located. That's why I got out this map of Texas. Yeah, let's see what the deed says now. 20 miles due south of Galveston, Texas, and 75 miles west of Freeport. That would put it right about... here on the map. There? Yeah, off of Mexico. Better call the police. We can't. I sold the land to your mother and they'd arrest me. No, I'll go confess to your mother and then she'll just... Yeah, let's call the police. We're right, we can't. Oh, there were only some way to get Mother's money back. The makeshift of men thinks the oil property is really valuable. Yeah, sure, but what about... Wait! Dennis, I think I've got it. Get your hat quick. Oh, yes, miss, who for you? Oh, Mr. Brown, you've got to help us. I'm private secretary to a very prominent newscaster. Our plane was forced down en route to New York and he simply must be on the air immediately. Oh, I see. Which newscaster is it? Raymond Grandswing, Elmer Davis, Gabriel Heta, Lolo Thomas, Fulton Lewis Jr. I know them all personally. Did you mention H.B. Caldenborn? No, I don't believe I ever met him. You can come in now, Mr. Caldenborn. Good evening, everybody. Good evening, Mr. Caldenborn. This is a great honor, but leave me. Thank you. You're the manager of this radio station? Yes, sir. My entire staff is at your disposal, sir. Plendid, your efforts will be appreciated. I'm sure. Are there anything I can get for you? Yes, this chair is a prankle. I'd like a nice soft cushion. Yes, sir. I'll be right back with it. Good work, Dennis. I'll run over to the hotel and make sure the radio and the lobby's real loud so those crooks will be sure to hear you. And when you get through, call Mother and tell her what's happened and what to expect. Okay, and if it doesn't work, you call the undertaker and tell him who to expect. The situation in Russia is grave indeed. Do they have to play that radio so loud? Relax, Duke. And now we leave the foreign news of Russia and Russia and turn to the domestic scene concerning a Texas oil gathia. A tremendous oil strike was made late this afternoon on the floor of the Gulf of Mexico. Sam, did you hear that? Yes, shut up a minute. The locality of the strike is believed to be 20 miles south of Galveston and 75 miles west of Prefort. Holy smoke, our tidal ends property. It is interesting to note how the discovery came up. The factory was squeezing a wall-eyed fight expecting to extract God-liver oil. Squirted pure 100% in Slovenia. We've got to get hold of that Mrs. Anderson. We've got to get that property back. Life, I'm proud of you. Yeah, I'm a pretty smart guy at times. You certainly are. We could only figure out why the times are so far apart. Well, this time you were glorious. Oh, if you could only have seen those crooks' faces when I had my check back and told them how we tricked them with that fake broadcast. Gee, I bet it was wonderful. It was priceless. 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