 Lux presents Hollywood. Lieber Brothers Company, the makers of Lux Toilet Soap, bring you the Lux Radio Theatre, starring Gregory Peck, Jane Wyman, and Claude German Jr. in The Yearling. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. William Keely. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. When a motion picture is nearly eight years in the making, one naturally looks forward to something rather special, both in story and production, and The Yearling lives up fully to these expectations as one of the most widely acclaimed pictures of the year, still being enjoyed by theater-goers all over the country. In bringing it to the screen, Metro Golden Mayor cast it to perfection with tonight's Lux Radio Theatre stars, Gregory Peck, Jane Wyman, and Claude German Jr. The Yearling is a warm and deeply moving story of simple pioneer people in the Florida scrub country, people whose ways have changed little through succeeding generations, and who today are still without the luxuries we take so much for granted, luxuries like Lux Toilet Soap, for instance, which so many lovely women in America find indispensable. In The Yearling country, families still prepare their own crude soap cakes from palmetto roots in striking contrast to the outside world, where one can step into the store and, for a few cents, buy a pure white cake of lux. A contrast, I need hardly say, that we should all be very thanked before. And now The Yearling, starring Gregory Peck as Penny Baxter, Jane Wyman as Ma, and Claude German Jr. as Jody. Our curtain rises on Act One. I come here to the scrub country after fighting in the war with the Yankees, for this were a place to live in, deep in the woods and wild, and far from towns and wars. Not many people live here, but longs the river there's a village and for there I found my wife. Between us we cleared and cultivated these few half fertile acres. Here we brought four children into the world, and buried three of them. We've had our hardships and our happinesses, but this is home for Ory, my wife, and the boy we call Jody, and for me, Penny Baxter. Oh, Jody, where you been? Your ma's been bellerin' for your boy? Been to the creek, Pa. It has been a ramblin', is that it? Reckon this, Pa. Well, that's a fine day for it, son. But women folks can't see for their lives how a boy loves so to ramble. I see the sight down to the creek, Pa. A mammy coon with two babies. Pretty as little fellas you ever see. Coons is pretty. Pa, if not you snare me one of them for a pet. I bet even Ma would love it. Your ma ain't gonna go lovin' no coon, boy. You reckon she'd rarer up, was I to mention it? I need a bucket of... Yes, ma! I reckon she'd rarer all right. But I wish I had me something to pet and play with. Get along, boy, fetch your ma some water. Hey, old ma, I like you ma. Ha, you and the rest of the livestock get mighty lovin' when I got vitals in my hand. Now, set, both of you. Yes, ma'am. Dear Lord, thanks again for the vitals, amen. I declare that's a mighty skimpity. Blessings. Oh, I'm hungry, ma, the Lord will know what I mean. Saw no coon today, ma. She had a couple of babies. I bet if you'd seen one of them little baby coons, you'd have loved it to death. Jody, we ain't have no coons around here. What about a little bear cub, then? Oh, baby python. Jody! But, ma, I just gotta have me something for a pet. We got milk or plenty. They ain't an extra drop from son to son. But I just want some on my own, ma. Something to follow me. Some with dependence to it. Goin' on 12 and still wantin' some kind of a play, dolly. But, ma... Now, stop passin' for I take a brush to you. Yes, in a time you put up the stock. Ori seems like he'd get mighty hard on a boy at times. Always runnin' off. Always wantin' to bring some pesky credit in this house. Well, a boy and a boy for long. Leave him kick up his heels a little. They'll come he won't even want to. Ori, I've seen our boy stand a gaze at the wonderment of bird and critter. Just like I stood an eye as a boy in the forest. Don't be afraid to love the boy, Ori. Can I sleep? I didn't figure you were, son. I hear ma go out, Pa. Where'd she go? Well, you ma's walk down to the Burrian ground. Now, she still frets for her youngens, Jody. She never talks about them, does she, or Esri or David or little Ori? No, she never talks. Are they part of ma's rare, Pa? You figured that out all by yourself, did you? I was just wondering. Your ma's a wonderful woman, Jody. Yes, Pa. When we first came out here, she was that pretty and full of the fun of life. She was a thing to see. She worked as hard as I did, clearin' this here place we got. A man couldn't have had a better wife. Then when we lost your sister and brothers, one right after the other, it ain't easy for a woman to have a youngens take him like that. Make somethin' inside of her close up tight. So as if it were to happen again, she ain't gonna let her hurt so much. I were lucky, weren't I, Pa? I'm 11 years old. I'm a way past the age of dying. We're all lucky, son. Pa, I killed... Use your eyes, boy. Our calf in the show. You come right here in the barn, Jody, a bear. You see them tracks old slewfoot last night. That dad-ratted no-count vomit, and the dogs asleep right out there in the clearin'. I mean, a dog born as smart as that bear, Ma, not even Julie. You aim to go after that bear? I aim to get after him right now. Pa, can I go, Pa? Can I? Out in bears is man's work, Jody. We gotta learn some time. Get the dogs, Jody. Get that new dog, too. Ma, you best fetch my gun and some rations. No slewfoot. Pretty tired, Pa. You won't feel so tired, old slewfoot, to raise up in front of you. Old slewfoot killed a man once, didn't he? That's what they say. Pa, you'll not be scared when we come up with you. Well, not unless and things go mighty wrong. Pa, was I scared? Must I climb a tree? Well, even if he ain't scared you. The dogs, Pa! Towards the swamp, Jody. Keep running, boy. Don't get faintified on me. Bear's in there all right. He's a coming, boy! He's a coming! No, he ain't, boy. Here's a going. You best wait here. Get him, Julie! Get him, Rick! Perk! Perk! You dog! Perk! Where is he, Pa? Where's the new dog? He's running away, son. There he goes, swimming the swamp. Julie, Pa! The bear's killing Julie! Shoot, Pa! Shoot! Pick a tree, son, lest I miss. You won't miss, Pa! You get it! Back-fired. Pa, will he come back? Slew foot. No, I reckon he's had enough, too. Look, there you go, son. The dogs, Pa! Julie, rip! Here, rip! Pa! We must get her, son. Come on. But what if he comes back? Oh, Slew foot. The bear's halfway to Jacksonville by now. This confounded worthless gun. No good setting up all night. Get to bed, Jody. You're Ma's right, son. Poor old Julie, doll. She'll live, won't she, Pa? Oh, I'm certain she will, son. Pa, I can't stop walking. Yeah, we went a fur piece. How you like going after bear? Well, I like thinking about it. But the fightin''s right fearsome, ain't it? It's mighty fearsome. Well, that's got to be. It's the law, boy. Kill or go hungry. I was right proud the way you come along with me, boy. Now get to bed. Good night, Pa. Night, Ma. Night, Pa. Night. Or I just got to get me a new gun or I'll cause trouble. How are you going to get a new gun? Where's the money coming? Well, Ma, I aimed to trade that there new dog of ours for one. You said that dog were no count. Well, he ain't much on a bear hunt. But lamb foresters are fool for dogs. Jody and I aimed to go visitin' the foresters. You go tradein' with them sinful foresters. You do good to come home with your britches. Why don't we get him sinful, Ma? He's my friend. A fine friend. He's crazy as a loom. Well, go visitin' in the mornin'. Jody and me and that worthless dog. We'll be at the forester soon, Pa. You glad you're gonna see Father Wayne? I like Father Wayne. He ain't crazy like Ma says he is at all, Pa. Ma and Pa Forster, they had five boys all growed up before Father Wayne come along. He ain't to blame for hatchin' out peculiar, I guess. Get along, you dog. If it wins at your hot day, I'd frail everyone. Now shut your mouth. Then shut your broom down, Ma. You about to bust my face. Swished ahead might make you look pretty. Hey, Pa, it looks like we got visitors. A penny, Jody. Father Wayne will be right glad to see you, Jody. How's your woman? Ain't complainin', ma buck. She's still drivin' you round? How's your corn comin'? Corn's right good, ma will. These good-for-nothing escapers don't know what farming is. There's Father Wayne, Pa, up at the bar. Well, you get out and play with him, Jody. Go on. Father Wayne! Father Wayne! He's sure pretty, Father Wayne. My eagle died. He was too wild a pin. I'll never catch me nothin' with wings again. Why? If you had wings, what would you do? Fly with him, wouldn't you? You would've never come down again, would you? I reckon not. I tried once to fly. Nothing that his wings should ever come down again. You never did try to fly again, did you, Father Wayne? I tried too young, Jody. Hurt my leg. Except I don't mind much. If I should get me another corn, you can have it, Jody. I'd be proud to have one, but Ma will let me keep nothin'. Oliver Hutto said he'd bring me a monkey from the South Seas. Where's Oliver now, do you reckon? Still sailin' the sea, Jody. I might go to sea someday if I can go with Oliver Hutto. Oliver's my friend. I got three friends. Oliver, Pa, and you. I got lots of friends. Spaniards, too. Spaniards? They ride by on big black horses. These tall in talk and these shiny helmets. There ain't no Spaniards left round here, Father Wayne. They all gone like the Indians. They's here. You listen to me. The next time you go to your sinkhole for water, will you know that big magnolia tree? Just you look behind it. There's always a Spaniard on a big black horse riding past that magnolia. Guess... Guess we'd better go in, Father Wayne. Givin' you fancy, too, Jody. Sure glad you come visitin'. Well, sir, that bear took off across the south scrub through the thicket and finally right to the edge of Juniper Creek where the dogs caught up with him. Was old Sloughwood all right? Tarnished and wished I'd been there. Rare enough, was he, Penny? Well, was he? This year, dog go with him. Perk? Oh, yes, he went with him. Do we track good? Do we hold that barrette bay? I'll tell you the truth. This is the sawiest bear dog I ever followed. You got a self-relame, did he? No. No, not as I know of. Well, get on with the story, Penny. Well, there's Sloughwood. Ran up on his hind legs. Well, I pulled the trigger, and that old muzzleloader she backfires. Get on with it, ma'am. Well, there I am. Old Julie's gettin' killed, and this here Perk dog no good, and my gun no good, and I'm in a pure fix. I quit that car stoppin' all the time. Well, old Sloughwood figures he's had about enough. The last man Jody's seen, he's headin' for no man knows where. Had to give a gal no whiskey to bring there. Headin' for no man knows where. Penny, back's to your liar. Why? Ain't no man ever said that to me before, ma'am. Just two dogs don't make a bear like Old Sloughwood turn tail. How come you never mention this year, dog? I told you, Len, the dog is worthless. I notice he come out pretty good, shape. Not a mark on him, is there? No, no. Mary a mark on him. Take a mighty clever dog to fight a bear and not get no scratch on him. Penny Baxter, I want that dog. When I want a thing, I'll get it. Now, look here at this gun. It's made in England, and no muzzleloader needy. You fill your own shells easy as spittin'. Now, look at it. Sure, a pretty gun. Take it. Take the gun for the dog or buy thunder. Bar, I don't figure to get myself murdered if that's the way it stands. That's the way it stands. Well, you got the promise not to beat the puddin' out of me after you hunted the dog. Shake. It's a trade, Len. We've got the business, Mary! Settle down, my whole lot of ya. Let's have some fiddles. Fine day for clothes, Washington. Nothing wrong with the day. It's just havin' to tote things so far to this year's sinkholes. Ain't Jody been helping you none? He helped. How long since you and him went visitin' the forest, Miss Penny? Oh, it must be more than a week now. Them forest'll be makin' track here one day. The way you greased that gun out his hands and him so purely mean. Well, towards his own doin' more. He'd leave kill ya's not for cheatin' him. Don't fret on it, Ory. Jody, whatcha doin'? See what? That's nice. What's he seed? Spaniard. What's spaniard? I don't know. There, now look at this dress. I knew it wouldn't stand another washer. What else you got that's cool to wear? Nothin'. Excusein' my wedding dress. That black alpaca's nice. I went to pieces last year. Pure rags. Doin' work just like this. Totin' washin' half a mile from the house. Totin' watered a washin', Totin' watered a cookin'. Ory, you'll get your well one day and right outside your door. After all these years, I believe it when I see it. Ory, I think maybe Jody and me will make us a trip into Volusia. Well, you wanna go to town. You got your gun. No, we got furs and venison things to trade. Yes, ma'am. I figured day after tomorrow, Jody and me will go into town. Before we return with act two of the yearling, here's our Hollywood reporter, Libby Collins, with news about pictures and players. Good news, isn't it, Mr. Keely? When a best-selling novel makes a picture, voted the most outstanding by the New York Critics poll. I presume you mean Darryl F. Zannick's production of Gentleman's Agreement, Libby. It's a picture with a compelling theme, the fight against intolerance. With Gregory Peck and Dorothy McGuire playing the leading roles. The supporting roles are exceptionally cast, too. I was delighted to see Jane Wyatt on the screen again. So was I. You know, Jane divides her time between the New York stage and Hollywood. And while Gentleman's Agreement was being filmed, say she commuted across the country. Flying trips they were, literally. Sounds like a strenuous schedule. No, but you'd never suspected to look at Jane Wyatt. Every time I visited her on the set, she was always so fresh and beautifully groomed. I imagine John Kennedy can suggest a reason for that lovely, fresh look Jane Wyatt has. I certainly can. Three words will do it. Luck, soap, care. Isn't that so, Libby? You're right. Jane is an ardent luxe girl. Has been for a long time. She tells me she never travels without a supply of her favorite beauty soap. That's a good rule for any woman to follow who wants to be sure her skin gets gentle, protecting care. Beauty facials with luxe toilet soap are so quick and easy. But my, how effective? You know it's a beauty care that works. When nine out of ten screen stars recommend it. Here's something women everywhere should know. Fragment white luxe toilet soap is as fine a beauty soap as you can buy. For years it's been Hollywood's own complexion soap, the beauty soap of the stars. So if you haven't tried this gentle white soap, why not get some tomorrow? Use luxe toilet soap regularly and be delighted with the fresh new loveliness, the softer, smoother look it gives your skin. We return you now to William Keely. Act two of the yearlings starring Gregory Peck as Penny Baxter, Jane Wyman as Ma, and Claude Jarman Jr. as Jodie. For three days, Penny and Jodie have been off to town on one of Penny's rare journeys out of the wilderness. It's late afternoon now as the travelers return home. Their clothes ripped and torn, their faces more than slightly battered. We're back Ma, putting up the horse Ma. I sure wish you could have seen us in town. Look at you. What happened to you in town Ma? It was a fight. Me and Pa and the foresters and Oliver. Oliver? Oliver Hutto? He's back from Seymour. He was in town seeing his girl. And the foresters, well, they figured she was Lim's girl. Now ain't that just fine. They was all piling on Oliver. So Pa and I, well, we had to help him. You sure that's what you thought about? We're sure Ma. It was a good fight too. We lost. You sure that it turned over that no-count dog that Pa got his gun for? I don't know why Pa should have brought up it, Lim. Pa told the dog was worthless. My words were straight, son. My intentions was crooked as the Aquilohar River. Hey, Ma. Well, ain't this just fine. Brawlin with them no good foresters like he was no better than they are. Well, there's one thing that'll make you happy, Ma, look. Did I make a good trade? It makes new five dollars we got saved. Now we can buy a tobacco seed. Enough to have us a fine money crop next spring. The better money we get from the tobaccos going into bricks and mortar. So she can have a new well, Ma, right outside your door. Well, I declare. Well, I... I can't imagine it. Having all the water I need right here. Not even caring if some slops over now and then. You're gonna slap all you want, Ma. And being able to waste a whole bucketful just to cool myself with. Put the money in the pitcher, Ory. Well, I declare it be such a blessing. It won't seem natural. Should have seen Jody in the store, Ma. He and storekeeper's little girl holding hands. Pa, I weren't holding hands. If you say that again, Pa, I'll just die. Now leave the boy be. I bet you didn't bring back half the things I ordered now. Open the basket, Ma. Come on, boy, outside. We'd best wash the trail off our faces. I never know the man yet that could be trusted. Where is my paragoric? Where? Now, if that ain't just like a man, dress goods, thrown away money on dress goods. I declare, men ain't got no more sense than how much did this cost? You just tell me how much money you wasted on such foolishness. The next time you go to town, I'll... Pa, don't you like the dress goods you brought for him? If she likes it, fine, boy. Then let's go in. No, leave her be, Jody. We'd best take a look at our corn. We got ourselves a day's work tomorrow in the field. Can't we rest for spare? All right, boy, we'll rest. Pa, father, we can claim he can talk to vultures. You don't know as if vultures have much I'd want to hear. Well, maith used to tame when it might make a pretty nice pair. Hey, we got company. A minute, Myron, our corn, Ma. I ain't admiring nothin'. You know why them hogs didn't come in last night? They were stole. Stole? They was baited. Look here, in my hand, corn. Sure enough, corn. Near the sinkhole. They come and took our hogs, Penny. Who has, Ma? That ain't hard to guess. Them fine friends are yours. The forest and... Them black-hearted thieves are no good. You go to the house, Jody. Fetch me my gun. You're most right, boy. See them tracks? Dogged if I can understand. Cold-out meanness. But Pa, town and forest are sitting shooting when we come around. I'd rather let them keep the hogs. How are we going to live in it when we don't protect our rations? You want a big off-going? Reckon not, Pa? Reckon I'll go with... Pa, look out, rattlesnake! Get back, boy! It's my arm, Jody. You got me, boy. There's a big one. There's a deer, Yonda. Now, mind what I tell you. Pa, to where do you shot? Yes, boy, yes. Now, you take your knife and open up a belly, cut out the liver in the heart. Maybe we got a chance this way. Hurry, boy, hurry. I don't like you told me. Your knife. Give me your knife. There. Boy, you bleed today. I'd rather that them swell. As he to man die from snake bite. Do it hurt, Pa. Like a hot knife. Now, give me the hard boy. The liver. The dough's got a foam. Can't be helped, boy. Now, listen. I got to try to make it for home. I hate to ask it of you, but you get on to the foresters. Get one of them to ride for Doc Wilson. It's my only chance. Can you do it? I can do it, Pa. Call up to him quick, saying I'm snake bit. Before they chuck something, maybe start shooting. Yes, Pa. And you'll make it, Pa. You hear me? You're obliged to make it. He's snake bit, Liam. My Pa, you got to help us. Easy swole, boy. Yes. Please ride for Doc Wilson. Please, please. I'll ride for him. Thank you, Milway. Spare your thanks. I'd help a dog with snake bite. Where you going, Buck? I'd best ride after Penny. Walking's bad for man's snake bit. How's my Pa? He's bad. Better stay here, Jody. You're more in there, Doc Wilson. Thanks for doing what you did, Buck, Milway. Seem like we'll make it, Jody. And again, same he won't. Jody, how come you and your daddy was up on our road on his bit? We was hunting our hogs. Sure. I wouldn't fret none over them hogs. I just got an idea they'll be home by sundown tomorrow. Yes, sir. Who death got the way to wild on me, boy? Where's Ma? She's here, Pa. And the Doc met Doc Wilson, Pa. They've been sitting by you for so long. No, no, no. What's this? What's this? Pa, he's alive, Doc. Lord of the Jeepers. He made it. Ma, wake up, Ma. Penny, he's dead. Not by a long shot. He's pulled through. Oh, Penny. I could sleep for a week, Ma. It's just what I want you to do. Let's get out now and let the man alone. I best fix up some bittles. It's for a near thing, Pa. You all right now. Well, I think so, boy. I'm proud of the way you've done what was needed. What is it, son? Pa, you recollect that door you shot. Can never forget her. She saved my life. You recollect that little fawn she had, Pa? Most likely, it's mighty scared and lonesome and hungry. Yes, boy. Won't take much to raise a little old fawn, Pa. We're taking its mammon. It weren't no ways to blame. Don't seem grateful to let it starve, do it. Pa, you figure out a go out and find him. Boy, you got me hemmed in. You tell you, Ma, I said you was to go and get the fawn. Don't be scared, baby. Your mama's gone. Don't you worry, nun. I've come for you. It's me, see? It's me, Jody. Scared of me, Ma. He was laying right where his mammy made his bed. Look at him, Ma. I couldn't see him. He could take milk for a long while. Don't know if I'd give him my consent if I'd have known he was so young. I've got one thing to say. The little fawn's as welcome in this house as Jody. It isn't. And we'll raise it without grudgment of milk or meal. I only said it was young, honey. All right. So it is. I don't you bother about my talk, Ma. I tend to every little thing that needs attending to you. He won't meet a bite of trouble to you. He won't even... What was you saying, boy, before he turned over his milk? He won't do it again, Ma. I'll teach him good. I'll learn him everything. Won't I, huh? Won't I? Grab his moth, fawn. Ain't his eyes pretty, Ma? Ain't he got a cute, foolish tail? Look at him. All deer's tails look the same. Wanna pet him, or you can't? I ain't petting no fawn. You got a name from your Jody? Can't think of one that's good enough, Pa. Why don't you call him Rover? Ma, Rover's a dog's name. Well, call him Joe then. Ma, it sure backs the sounds like a man. You know, get me a good name? Fodderwing. Fodderwing's alien, boy. Buck said he's been mighty poor lately. Oh, but he'd love to see him a little old fawn, and he gets wonderful names for credit. Yeah. Fodderwing's got an ear for such things the way some folks got an ear for fiddle music. Can I go see Fodderwing Ma, Kenner? Well, all I know is my voice don't mean nothing around here. Thank you, Ma. I sure like you, oh, Ma. Jody? Yes, ma? Either you don't hug me no more, or you quit sleeping with that fawn. You don't have to find out what else, Ma. Come here, little old fawn. Why, you smell just fine. Hey, Buck, we come to see Fodderwing Buck, me and my fawn. See him, Buck? Ain't he cute? Ain't he somethin'? Jody, best you go home, boy. Fodderwing's dead. But, but I come to see him. You come too late, Jody. I'd have fetched you if there'd been time. Won't even time enough to fetch old Doc. One minute he will breathe him, the next minute he just won't like us. If you blowed out a candle, come on up to House Boy. You can look at him if you like. You'll not hear you, Jody, but speak to him. Hey, Fodderwing. I wished he could have seeded your fawn. I told him about it. He talked about it. Jody's got him a brother. Come here, Fodderwing, to name him, Buck. He did name him. He said a fawn's tail is a little white flag. If and I had a fawn, I'd name him Flag. Flag. Flag the fawn. Well, aim to bury him tomorrow, Jody. Be right proud with y'all to come say farewell. Yes. You can't leave the critters out in the storm like this, ma'a. Two dogs and a deer. Why don't you let in the cow and old Caesar horse and have everything to suit you? Ain't it nice in here, ma'a? Here in the wind and the rain, us in here safe and cozy? I'll get you dry now both of you. What happened? Go off the tail. Well, sir, Uncle Miles looked at them two panther cubs, and he says, I'm going to catch me one of them. But he didn't have nothing to totem home in. But Uncle Miles, being from Georgia, had on long underdrawers, so he'd taken them off, tied knots in the legs, and made them a sack. Hey, now. Now he put in the cub in it, and just as he's reaching for to put on his britches again, here comes old Mammy Panther crashing out of the thicket. Jody, boy, fetch me my pipe. Oh, Pa, right in the middle of the tail. What you grinning at, Penny Baxter? Nothing, ma'a. I look all right? You look just dandy, sweetheart. You, Pa? Thank you, boy. Well, sir, Uncle Miles, he'd lit out through that swamp and dropped the cub, and the old Mammy, she gathered it up drawers and all. But she's so close behind Uncle Miles, she stepped on a vine, and it tripped him and threw him flat amongst the thorns and brambles. Oh, Pa. Now Aunt Ma was a kind of muddle-minded woman, and she never could make out how Uncle Miles come home without his drawers on a cold day and his bottom scratched. But Uncle Miles always said that warned nothing to the puzzling that Mammy Panther must have done over them drawers on her cub. Oh, Pa. You got all them tails in your vine and hardly ever tell them. I ain't much for dogs, but there was a dog once I'd taken a notion to. She had the prettiest coat. Hey, now, Ma's gonna tell one. So I said to the filler-owner, when she finds pups, I'd like one. He said, Oh, you're welcome, but you ain't got no way of hunting them. I weren't yet married to you, Pa, Jody. A hound'll die, you said, if it ain't hunted. Is she a hound, says I? He says, yes, I'm. I said then I sure don't want one for a hound'll suck eggs. Well, now, that's a mighty exciting tale, Ma. You got any more like that? I might, if and I think on it a while. You ain't in my time, Maury, but marry such a thing as this. Nor'e's to for sure. Been four days already, four days constant. Well, we'll give her one more day. Then you're gonna stop it, I suppose. Then we'd be obliged to get out in the fields and save what we can. Four days, there ain't no good in it. There ain't nary a thing on earth a body can call its own. Here's the last of it, Ma. Last basket of corn. Close the door, Jody. Most of them are out at our whole crop. Keep turning those ears, Jody, so they all get a mighty heap. Most of the beans is moldy, Ma. Well, just as good put fighting and lay down and dying. Well, Job taking worse punishment. That's right, find the good in it. No peace day or night, he can't come in this house no time. Never no more. He's just hungry, Ma. He ain't had one. You lock him up in the barn, and if he gets in my way again... he'll kill both of you. Ain't it enough to have trouble pouring on us out of the skies out the family quarrelin' as a man got to die to find peace? Ma, don't mean nothin', Frank. She don't mean nothin'. Rain? It seems like it's airs. Rain stopped. Just... just see the sight of... water and mud. Ma, seems like in times a body gets struck down so low ain't a power on earth can ever bring him up again. Seems like somethin' inside him dies so he don't even want to get up again. But he does. Well, ain't much of a world left for us, Ori, but it's all we got. Let's be thankful we got any world at all. The clouds are breakin' up, Penny. The sun's comin' through. Jody. I look at you, boy. Sun's comin' through. We pause now for station identification. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. In just a moment, our stars will return with Act Three of the Yearling. Meanwhile, we're happy to welcome as our guest tonight another distinguished actress from Metro Golden Mare, Miss Selena Royal. Miss Royal adds to a list of memorable screen parts her latest role in the picture from Sinclair Lewis's best-selling book, Cast Timberlain. And I imagine you're excited about the Hollywood premiere tonight, Miss Royal. I certainly am, Mr. Keely. Well, not to see myself on the screen, but because it's a benefit premiere for the John Tracy Clinic. And destined from all reports to be one of the most brilliant openings of the year. Well, I sincerely hope the audience will like the picture. The studio gave us a wonderful play to work with. And a top-notch cast, too. Not accepting present company. Oh, thank you, Mr. Keely. I'm sure you're really thinking, though, as Spencer Tracy in the title role and Lana Turner in the role of the woman he loves and Zachary Scott as the other man. Lana Turner gives a remarkably fine performance, as always. Well, a fine performance is something you can expect from Lana. And beyond that, she has breathtaking beauty. More than ever is the leading lady of Cast Timberlain. Don't you agree, Mr. Kennedy? There can be only one opinion about that. Lana Turner is simply gorgeous. And gorgeous is the word for her luxe complexion, too. Yes, peaches and cream, describes it. And I know why. She depends on luxe toilet soap care, too. It's such an effective beauty aid, certainly one that I'd never be without. If the ladies in our audience could see you, Miss Royal, I'm sure they'd be convinced that gentle luxe soap care is the right choice for lovely complexions like yours. Thank you, Mr. Kennedy. The actress who faces the camera can afford to take chances with complexion beauty. No wonder, then, that luxe toilet soap is Hollywood's own beauty soap. This fragrant white soap really makes skin lovelier. Recent tests by skin specialists prove it. In actually three out of four cases, complexions became softer, smoother, in a short time. So here's a beauty hint from Hollywood. To give skin fresh new loveliness, use the soap 9 out of 10 screen stars recommend. Get some fine white luxe toilet soap tomorrow. Here's Mr. Keely at the microphone. Act three of the yearlings, starring Gregory Peck as Penny Baxter, Jane Wyman as Ma, and Claude Jarman Jr. as Jody. The deluge that swept away the Baxter's crops has been forgotten. For the fields again are flourishing, and there's even one patch that's going to mean a new well for Ma Baxter, the tobacco bed. For days now, Ma's been working the dress goods that Penny brought home in town, and Penny himself, in perspiring mortification, stands on the porch as Ma uses him as a dressmaker's model. Oh, you're day like this out about cul-de-vate. Now, hush up! How am I to figure the sleeves while I just squirm like that? Ma, the boy's coming. Him and the fawn. It's like poor little Father Wing said, that Jody sure has got him a brother. Hey, Ma, hey, Pa. Now stand still, Penny, you'll bust one of these seams. I did all the hard work, Pa. All right, all right. And I got to the back, he plants watered, and I... Well, now, look at Pa. Sure looks mighty pretty, and Ma's new dress, don't he, Florent? Ah, pretty you with a length of fat wood. You get out of here. How am I going to get this done in time for the wedding if you don't stand still? He's getting married. Oliver? That girl in town, boy. That ain't the worst of it. They're going to live in Boston. You mean, we ain't going to see Oliver no more? I'm afraid not, boy. When's the wedding? Tomorrow. We're going into town, all of us. Flag two more? You crazy boy? Oh, you can see storekeepers, girl, Jody. Hold hands again, maybe. Oh, Pa. Come on, flag. Let's sport. Let's run. I figured that would get him going. Now, settle down. Now, settle down. To Oliver's wedding. You got to be good, see? Take care of yourself. Look at you. You're sure getting big. Me now, I don't never aim to get married. But when you get a little bigger, maybe you're going to want a dough. So someday I'll get you a dough. We'll all live together down for the glen. You like that, huh? Me living with you? We're going to take care of each other fine. Just fine, flag. Fine. Reckon ain't come to town for over a year. You like it, Ma? Right, nice to see her people again. And the buildings and stores. Hi, how it's grown. Ma, don't get out of there. I don't, that's the truth. How do, Miss Saunders? How do, Miss Saunders? Oh, she won't wreck like me. How do? Well, I declare. Steamboat's in the river, Oliver. She's a bloat. Hi, everybody. We best get going on a honeymoon. Bye, Penny. Jody and me are missing you, Oliver. Enough to come to Boston to visit us, Jody? I'll come visit you, Oliver. Thanks, Jody Boy. And thanks for sticking by me in the fight with these worthless friends of mine. Oh, look who's here. Storekeeper's daughter. Hi, you, Laylee. Goodbye, Oliver. Bye, Twi. Goodbye, honey. Be a good, sweet little girl and look after Jody, huh? I shall try. I kiss you goodbye, too, Jody. Well, well, I guess it won't hurt nothing. Come on, you miss the boat. Pertiest dress at the wedding, are you? I sure had a time. Well, I sure had a time. How about you, boy? I don't like folks going away, Pa. It's like they was dying. Way farther we can go. Well, that's life, boy, getting and losing, losing and getting. So you're going to Boston to visit Oliver? I don't reckon I will after all. I couldn't. I just couldn't leave Flag. Look. Our tobacco plants. Huh? The seed beds, son. Plum ruined. Twint Flag, done it, Pa. Twint Flag. Ma, listen, Ma, listen. Your ma figured at last she's going to get her well dug. That's why she don't feel like talking. Oh, I don't reckon the fond, done it malicious, boy. It was just something to jump on. Why, you keep looking at him, Pa? He's a yearling now, for sure. You're a pair of yearlings now. It grieves me. You flag, what'd you do it for? You're grown up. It just gotta be good. You gotta be. Pa? Yes, boy? There's a few tobacco plants that ain't trunked. Enough to get Ma a well dug. I'm afraid not. We could clear that field down behind the pot garden. If we can get them out right soon, we might plant ourselves some cotton. Pa! A money crop, boy. So's your Ma can still get her well. Hey, Pa, we can do it. I work hard and never, Pa. I will, I promise. I stand clear, boy. I'll get up, Caesar. Get up, boy. That stump ain't budging. Come on, Caesar. Get up! String myself. I'll get Ma. No. I'll be all right. I'll just ride him in. He don't never know when to quit. He's strange as in it's for sure, boy. Right bad, I guess. Ah, pleased to hush, Horry. Jody, if it so happens, I ain't up for a few days. I think you can take charge around here. I can take charge, Pa. Calpe's a neat horn. I best watch corn for cut worms. And keep the deer out of the fields. I'll keep him out, Ma. Pa, you get a good sleep. Gotta get your strength back. Night, Pa. How can you best get to bed, too? What's that? I said, you best get to bed. Now, Mr. Imputed Big Mouth, you just get to your room. Yes, ma'am. Some people getting mighty important around here. Yes, ma'am. Night. Pa, for your supper. Well, now, there's two fine portraits I've ever seen. No, only wasted two shots on them. I'm taking charge, all right, ain't it, Pa? Everything's coming along just... Pa? Well, Sidney, it were fine. Near two inches tall. Your ma here says... says something's at it. At the corn? Says, now, about the whole crop is gone. Ma, a flag ain't at it, ma'am. I get it. Ma, he couldn't have. He's been being good. He wouldn't eat the corn. Get out there and see for yourself. And that settles that that could has got to go. Hip or flag, Pa? And I'm gonna punish him. I'll whip him with a stick, Pa. Then I'll pin him up. I'll halt him. Listen to me, boy. What's happened is powerful bad. You know that. But your ma and me were willing to have a try at a remedy. You're agreeable to work extra hard to fix things. I'll just do anything, Pa. I work like you never see it. I'll just do anything you and Ma says. All right. Now, first you get whatever corn we got left. And you plant it just like we've done them for. Then you start to build our fence up. When you get the fence high and you can reach, rail on rail. I hope at that time I'll be able to help. But you've got to get it up before the corn starts showing again. Maybe that way was safe. I'll build that fence so high nothing will leap over. Don't worry, Pa. Don't worry. Last evening, Jody, when you and Ma come in and tell me you got the fence built, I was that joyful. But all that work and all them hopes for what? He got out again, didn't he? Flag. He must have jumped over, Pa. All our corn's head up again. Jody, come close to me. You know we depend on our crops to live. We can't go on having them destroyed one after the other. And you know there ain't a way in God's world to keep that wild yearlin' from destroying them. Yes. I'm sorry. I can't tell you how sorry. But you've got to take care of it. I'm sorry. But you've got to take the yearlin' out in the woods. Time up. And shoot him. Pa. Now, Jody. Now. It ain't no use, Flag. I done took you all the way to the forest. I figured Buck take care of you, maybe. Buck's gone to horse trading at Georgia. So you gotta go away, Flag. Never come back. You can make out by yourself in the forest. Besides, I don't care for you no more. You ain't cute like you used to be. So get you here. Ain't nobody got to use for you no more. Get off what I did to you like Pa said. And don't you ever come back. Never, never. Back again, ain't he? Why didn't you do what I told you, boy? I couldn't, Jody, Pa. I just couldn't. Set my gun down. Yes. Tell him to come here and go to your room and shut the door. Jody, take the gun from your maw. You got to finish him, boy. You got to put him out of his torment. It's only no purpose. You always hated him. You went back on me. You told her to do it. The shells him do like I say. Me, Flag. Me, Jody. I hurt no more. I gotta do it. Most I can tell Penis took it out. Boy, swamplets. We're in Sonsipina. He run away. Eight days he was gone. Rivermen found him most a hundred miles downstream. He'll be all right another week. Get him up with soup room, tear him with polishes. I'll stop by again one of these days. Boy, we near about to give you out. But you're all right. I reckon, Pa. Glory be. I had to come home, Pa. I ain't mean what I said. About hating you and Ma. Sure you ain't. When I was a child, I'd speak as a child. Where's Ma? As you walk down to the graveyard, son. I reckon she's praying her thanks. You're most searched for your day and night. She ain't done nothing else. Jody, I'd be proud to know where you've been. To the river, Pa. I aimed to go to Boston. Were you hungry? Didn't get nothing to eat for four days. I'm sorry you had to learn it that way. Now you know. Old starvation. He's got a face meaner than old slewfoot. It's fearful, Pa. Boy, you figured I went back on you. That's why you run away. But twine only me. Twine only your yearling deer having to be destroyed. Life goes back on you, boy. Yes, I reckon. I wanted life to be easy for you. Easy than it was for me. A man's heart aches seeing his young and face the world. You know, and he's got to get his insides tore out the way his was tore out. I wanted to spare you as long as I could. I wanted you to frolic with your yearling. But what's a man to do when he gets knocked down? Why, take his share and get up again. I'm ashamed I went off, Pa. You're nearly enough grown to do your own choosing, Julie. Maybe you're craved to go to sea like Oliver. I'd be proud that you choose to live here and farm the clearing. I'd be proud to see the day you got a well dug. So as no woman here would be obliged to do a washing on a seepage hillside. You willing? I'm willing, Pa. There's food and drink to have you home, boy. Now get your rest. I'll start the corn early in the morning, Pa. Yes, boy. We'll make it, Pa. We'll make out. Yes, boy. Come spring again. We'll even go hunting old sleuthers. Yes, boy. Good night, Pa. Good night, son. He's back, Penny. He come back different, Moa. He has taken the punishment. He ain't a yearling no longer. I thought we'd lost them all, Penny. All the young ones. I'll go see him. Go on, Moa. Let you? Jody. Jody, boy. You... You get some sleep now. Night, Moa. Curtin falls on the unforgettable backsters. I'm quite sure that Sidney Franklin and Clarence Brown, who produced and directed the yearling for the screen, are more than proud of tonight's three stars who brought it to the air. Gregory Peck, Jane Wyman, and Claude Jarman, Jr. They've certainly given us a memorable evening with tonight's performance. Thank you, Bill. And I think we all voted thanks to Claude for coming all the way from Nashville to be with us. Yes, indeed. And after tonight's performance, I can readily understand why Claude won a special Academy Award as Jody. What have you been doing, Claude, besides rehearsal, since you've been in Hollywood? Well, for one thing, I went to a preview of Robert Taylor's newest picture out of the MGM, the High Wall. And for another thing, I'm willing to bet you paid a very special visit to a very special friend. Who was this visit to, Claude? It wasn't by any chance to the missing member of tonight's cast. That's right. I went over to the studio zoo to see flag. Sure has grown. And did he remember you? He did when I gave him a head of lettuce, but Jiminy's grown. Well, he could say the same about you. Jane is one of the most frequent players on Luxe. I hardly need to ask you if... If I use Luxe, so you know I do, Bill. It's a wonderful complexion care. And I use it faithfully. Can you tell us what you're presenting next week, Mr. Keely? Yes, indeed, Claude. Next Monday night, we have another outstanding evening in this theater, when we bring together two of the screen's most popular and famous stars, Ingrid Bergman and Joseph Cotton. What are they doing for you, Bill? They're appearing in Alfred Hitchcock's recent hit for RKO, Notorious, a mystery thriller strictly in the Hitchcock manner, charged with suspense and filled with tense, romantic interest you'd expect from two such players. Sounds right in the Luxe tradition, Bill. Congratulations. And good night. Good night. Good night and thanks from all of you. Beaver Brothers Company, the makers of Luxe Toilet Soul, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening, when the Luxe Radio Theater presents Ingrid Bergman and Joseph Cotton in Notorious. This is William Keely saying good night to you from Hollywood. Here's a message to Housewives. Saving used fats is still vitally important. Our Secretary of Agriculture tells us that world shortages of fats and oils are still acute. So continue to save all your used kitchen fats. Your dealer will pay you for every pound you turn in. And remember, many dealers now pay higher prices. Jane Wyman appeared through the courtesy of Warner Brothers, producers of Voice of the Turtle. Heard in our cast tonight were Jimmy Aug as Father Wing and Gwen Delano, Ira Grossell, Larry Dobkin, Norman Field, Bill Johnstone, Barney Phillips, George Nice, Eddie Marr, Ann Carter, Noreen Gamill and June Whitley. Our music was directed by Louis Silvers. And this is your announcer, John Milton Kennedy, reminding you to join us again next Monday night to hear Notorious with Ingrid Bergman and Joseph Cotton. Pepsidon 1 by 3 to 1. Yes, in a recent survey, families throughout America compared new Pepsidon toothpaste with the brands they'd been using at home. By an overwhelming average of 3 to 1, they preferred new Pepsidon with Iriam over any other brand they tried. They said new Pepsidon toothpaste tastes better, makes breath cleaner, makes teeth brighter. Yes, with families who made comparison tests, Pepsidon 1 by 3 to 1. Be sure to listen next Monday night to the Lux Radio Theatre presentation of Notorious with Ingrid Bergman and Joseph Cotton. Stay tuned for My Friend Irma, which follows immediately over most of these stations. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System.