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I can currently carry what he left here. Let's see now. Rock, Morton, The Gilded Sleeve. Commissioner, Gilded Sleeve. Me, me, me, me. Leroy? Leroy! Yeah? You have some mail. Me, me, me. Birdie? Yes, sir? You have a letter? Yes, ma'am. Who's this from? What is it? Well, it's a card from the BGU Theater. It says Special Kitty Show Saturday morning. Oh, for corn's sake, I haven't been a kid for over a year. Well, give it to me. I may go myself. Oh, brother. Birdie got something there, you say? You bet. Here you are, Birdie. Thank you, sir. Mine ain't that something. Don't get carried away, Birdie. It may be for the Kitty Show. It looks like it's from the bank. Yes, sir. This is my Christmas saving club. You belong to a club? This is the best kind of club, Leroy. This club pays you. Yeah? Of course, you've got to pay them first. Oh. You pay in so much a week, Leroy. And just before Christmas, they send you what you've saved. Mine might. This pretty. 25 dollars. Gosh. Yes, sir. 25 dollars to spend anyway Birdie wants to. Birdie's loaded. Oh. Gosh, I wish I had that kind of dough. Well, if you save a few pennies every week, next year you'll have extra money. I can't buy this year's presents on next year's money. I know. I'll get a job after school, okay, uncle? Capital idea. Glad to see you're so ambitious. That's me, ambitious. Now, where do I get a job where I don't have to work too hard? Yes, yes. I know. I'll ask Mr. Peavey for a job delivering prescriptions. No, Leroy, I'd rather you didn't ask my friends. Mr. Peavey's my friend, too. You might feel obligated to hire you, whether he needs you or not. Yeah. Oh, what a load. I don't want to discourage Leroy about getting a job for the holidays. But I think I should let Peavey know I don't expect him to hire the boy. Hello, Peavey. Hello, Mr. Jonas, ma'am. What can I do for you today? You don't need anybody to deliver prescriptions, do you? Running a little short of Christmas money, are you? No, Peavey. Well, I guess I can use you if you can ride a motor scooter and ring a doorbell. Peavey, I'm not interested. Then why do you come in and ask? I came in to inform you that Leroy's interested in a part-time job. He is? But I don't want you to feel obligated to give him one. I don't need a delivery boy, but I could use a good salesman during the Christmas crash. Leroy couldn't handle that. Still, I hate to turn Leroy down. Well, how about offering him a job on a commission basis? Leroy's smart enough to know he wouldn't make any money that way. Telling on a commission basis was very discouraging to me as a young man. You've tried it? I'm here to tell you. My first job was peddling potato peavers. I demonstrated those things from morning to night. He didn't make any money, huh? No, but I peeled more potatoes than any ten soldiers on KP. Yeah. Hi, Mr. Peavey. Well, hello, Leroy. Hi, honk. Hello, my boy. What can I do for you, Leroy? Mr. Peavey, I've got a business proposition I want you to make me. You don't pay. How about an after-school job? Well... I work hard. I imagine you work, but... And I wouldn't hang around the fountain and eat up all the profits. Strictly business. Well... Well, you don't give me a chance at anything. Oh, sorry. Don't be such an eager beaver, Leroy. Let Mr. Peavey explain things to you. Oh, I forgot. Mr. Peavey, I don't want you to give me the job just because Uncle and I are good friends of yours. And good customers. Well, if he'd plainly, Leroy, what I could use best here is an experienced salesman. Yeah? About the only way you could work for Mr. Peavey, my boy, is on a commission basis. How much money's that? Oh, don't depend. You don't make anything unless you sell something. Oh. Peavey tried it once, Leroy. How'd you do, Mr. Peavey? Not very well. And I have two dozen potato peelers to prove it. Pretty discouraging proposition, Leroy. Nothing coming in unless you get lucky and happen to sell something. Well, on the other hand, the more you sell, the more money you make, huh? Yeah, yeah. I'll take the job. Oh, birdie. Leroy's going to work for Mr. Peavey. That's good. How much is he going to make? He's working strictly on commission. Uh-oh. That's bad. Peavey and I tried to discourage him, but you know how Leroy is. Yes, sir. There are plenty of jobs he can get around town where they'll pay him regularly. Yes, sir. And birdie, why don't you talk to Leroy? I'll do that. I'll catch him while he's in the kitchen shying his shoes. All right. Good luck, birdie. Uh, Leroy. Yeah? You also tell me you're going to work for Mr. Peavey. Yeah, keen, huh, birdie? Well, there ain't no use going to work just to be working. How much money are you going to make? Five percent on everything I sell. Leroy, birdie's a little slow on her arithmetic. How much is five percent or nothing? What do you mean, nothing? I'm going to sell like crazy. I hope so, but you're just a boy. What do you know about selling people when they come to a store? Oh, there's nothing to it. They ask for something, you wrap it up, take their money and put it in the cash register. Bing! Hey, Mr. Peavey gives me my cut. That's the rosy side. But Mr. Peavey's drugstore ain't the busiest place in town. And if you're on commission, you've got to sell a lot of people. Oh, I've got angles. Birdie, what would you do if I told you somebody was going to surprise you with a real nice Christmas present? I'd be very happy. Yeah, yeah, but what would you do about it if you knew who was giving you the present? Actually, I'd have to get that something nice, too. Oh, boy, it's going to work. See you later, Birdie. Okay. Let's figure this out now. If he sells somebody a present to give me and tells me about it so I can buy a present to give them, then he gets 5% on both presents. Hmm, that ain't bad. Mr. Birdie? Yes, Mr. Guilty? Did you convince Leroy he'd be a silly boy to take the job? No, sir. Oh? He convinced me he's the smartest silly boy I ever saw. What's going on here? All right, what have you been up to? Just writing some business announcements. That's all. Announcing my business connection with you. Listen to this. Dear Mayor Terwilliger. You're writing to the mayor? Well, sure, he knows me. Besides, he's Uncle Boss. Yeah. I say, Your Honor, this is to inform you that I have a job at Mr. P.V. through the holidays. Since you're so popular and probably will get presents from all your city commissioners this year, I would like to have your business when you buy presents for them, which you no doubt will do. Are they all giving the mayor a present? Well, I'm pretty sure they're going to. That would be nice. All right, you don't mind this P.S. to you. What did you say? When you come in the store, please buy it from me. I'm on commission. If you drum up the business, you should get the commission. Well, I'll put Christmas seals on them and mail them right out. I'm glad to see you use Christmas seals, Leroy. They brighten up a letter and brighten up a lot of lives at the same time. Yeah. Here's your uncle. Let me wait on him. Hello, P.V. Mr. Younger, P.V. I see your new salesman is on the job. Yes, he is. Good evening, sir. May I show you something? I just came in to see how you're getting along, Leroy. You mean you're not going to buy anything? No, no. You know I've done my Christmas shopping. Leroy, if you'll watch the front of the store, I'll go back and make some prescriptions. Sure. Make yourself at home, Mr. Gelderstein. Thanks, P.V. Hey, Younger, let's walk up front way. Mr. P.V. can't hear us. Oh, aren't things going well? What's on your mind? Uncle, if you heard somebody might give you something nice for Christmas, would you buy something for them? Well, of course I'd be embarrassed not to reciprocate. That means you'd buy it, huh? Certainly. I'd be delighted to know about it. Well, I'm delighted to tell you, you might get a box of cigars for Mr. P.V. this year. Really? You better be prepared for it. Well, thanks for the tip, my boy. That's okay. What are you going to pick out for him? Well, any suggestions? Sure. He needs a new fountain pen. His is all clogged up. Who? Now, I've got a bargain here for $3.99. Look, it writes in three colors. It will wrap it up and bring it home with you, Leroy. Sure. And put it on my bill. Wouldn't you like to pay cash? Why cash? Well, I don't want to wait until you pay your bill to get my commission. Oh, I see. Well, here you are, my boy. I'll get your change. Make a tail, did you, Leroy? Yeah! Just buying the cigar, P.V. Give me a cigar so he won't get wise. Sure, I got 5% on them, too. Another tail, did you, Leroy? You said it! Yes, yes. Now, here's your brand and here's your change. Anything else? No, I think I'd better get out of here. So long, P.V. Good bye, Mr. Go-to-be. See you around, now! Boy, I've missed a P.V. You asked, Leroy? You heard the cash register ring twice. Yes, I did. And it was a very merry sound. Aren't you curious about what uncle bought besides the cigar? Did he buy it? I can't tell you. You can? But I think you ought to know you're getting a pretty nice gift from somebody. Did somebody just leave here? How did you know? I guess I'm psychic. Well, it's nice of Mr. Gillis to leave to remember me. I'll have to think of something for him. He smokes cigars. By the box. Well, I don't know of anything that would make him happier than a box of cigars. Yeah, shall I wrap him for you? You might as well, I guess. Good. That'll be $360. Oh, wait. A minute, Leroy. What? I'm not in the habit of paying in this store. Oh. Oh, but since I made the sale, I get the 5%, don't I? Yeah, that's logical. Wouldn't me and commission was our great idea, huh, Mr. P.V.? No, I wouldn't say that. The Great Gilded Sleeve will be right back. 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Chief Gates and Floyd the Barber are exchanging gifts, and that's never happened before. Of course, you didn't put them up to it. Well, I encouraged them a little. You know, Bertie, it's funny how much people begin liking somebody. The minute they know they're gonna get a present from them. Well, my boy, you were up early this morning. Yeah. Hi, Aunt. Hi. Good morning, Bertie. Morning, Mr. Gillsleeve. I'll go get you breakfast. Thank you, Bertie. Would you excuse me, Aunt? I've gotta get downtown. Well, I suppose so. You couldn't wait and have breakfast with your old uncle? Oh, I'm in business. I gotta be on the ball. I'm not working for the city like you. Where's the paper? Here, I've read it already. Oh, what happened to Dr. Tracy? Search me. I just checked the financial page. Financial page? Oh, my goodness. See you at dinner, Aunt. All right, my boy. So long, Bertie. If I hurry, I can be there by the time Mr. P. V. opens and starts selling stuff. Hello, Leroy. Hi, Mr. Cooley. You're bringing eggs early this morning. You're out early, too. Yeah. I didn't think anybody got up before the chickens, except the egg man. Well, I'm working on Mr. P. V. Yeah. See you later. You'll have to wait till I get down to the store to sell something. Mr. Cooley! Yes, Leroy. I was just thinking. Does Uncle have your home address? He did have. Why? Well, Christmas is coming, you know. This is the time of year. Everybody's supposed to give everybody a present. Oh, Mr. Gildersleeve shouldn't do that. Oh, he may not. But he always has something for the mailman and the milkman. Why should he forget the egg man? He shouldn't. Thanks for telling me, Leroy. It's okay. I'm glad I ran into you. I'm glad I ran into you, too. Look at the money in this cash register, Leroy. Yeah. Business has been good today. Counting your money? Oh, Mr. Gildersleeve. Hi, Aunt. Thanks, Leroy. I'm about to make a special trip to the bank with a bag of money. Good. Leroy, we better be thinking of a little something for the egg man. Yeah? After you left this morning, he came in trying to find out what I'd like. No kidding. He's an awfully nice little fellow. Yeah. Seems to think a lot of me. Fellow doesn't know how many friends he has until Christmas time. That kid being. Seems everybody I know is giving me something. And I've never felt so generous toward everybody. You know, a lot of people have come in here feeling that way. Yeah, it's working like a charm. What? I mean, the way everybody's got the holiday spirit. Yeah, well, it's contagious. By the way, Leroy, I haven't bought a gift for Miss Tuttle. You don't want to forget your girlfriend. How is Miss Tuttle? Lovely. I'm on my way up there now. There's some day at school. I wonder if you can find out what kind of perfume she uses. Oh, sure. I'll find out the scent for five percent. Well, I'd hint around myself, but she's a school teacher and might see through me. Yes, I'd better get on up there. So long, honk. Well, Mr. Juggersneave, if you're going my way, you can help me carry the sack of money to the bank. Oh, be careful with it. Five percent of it's mine. Don't worry, Leroy. Yes, he is. So he's got to give her perfume. Wonder how much I'll make on that. Better look at a bottle. $25 an ounce? Why wait until I get to school to swap this sale? Hello? Miss Tuttle? Yes? This is Leroy Forrester. Oh, hello, Leroy. I've been trying to call you. I'm afraid my line's been busy. Well, I want to ask you something before your steady gets there. My steady? Yeah. Well, Leroy, that's hardly the proper term you use. Your uncle and I are just good friends. Well, you must be... Why do you say that? Like the more subtle sense? Name one. Well, distant stars, nice. Your uncle really shouldn't give me anything. He wants to. What a wonderful gift. Of course. This was supposed to be a surprise, Miss Tuttle. Oh, really? Oh, excuse me, Leroy. Someone's at the door. Yeah, I heard... Fabulous gift. I'm glad Leroy let me know. I have to get something for Mr. Gilder's sleeve. Miss Tuttle! Oh, uh, just a moment, Throckmorton. Oh, I never called him that before. Let me straighten this coffee table. Go, Throckmorton. Well, Miss Tuttle, you look great here. Must be because I'm excited. You are? Come in. Thank you. Grace. Well, I knew it. I just didn't know if I should say it. Please do. Thank you. Grace. Here, let me take your hat and coat. Can I fix you some tea? Tea? Why don't you take this big comfortable chair? Oh, thank you. Mind if I smoke? Grace, no, I love your cigars. Let me light it for you. Would you? Here's a match. Oh, you don't have a lighter, Throckmorton? No, just a book of matches. I lost my lighter. Oh. Puff now. Well, I'm... I'm puffing. You should have a cigar lighter. Well, you're the best cigar lighter I know. Well, Grace, what do we do this afternoon? Look, you mind taking me downtown? Oh, not at all. I thought I'd finished my Christmas shopping, but I find I haven't. Well, let's go. We might stop by Peabies. Leroy's working there. I know. Oh? Here, let me help you with your coat. Thank you. Eddie Perfume. About Perfume, Throckmorton. If you ever have occasion to buy it, please be practical. Practical? Don't buy too large a bottle at $25 an ounce. $25. I haven't been so busy, and I haven't had time to ring up all the sales. Yeah, we've been very busy, but I don't get it. All of a sudden, my customers are coming in, and they won't let me wait on them. Well, they're sort of confidential sales. Oh, my gosh. Hello, Mr. Peavey. Hello, Mr. Cooley. Oh, boy, the Eggman again. Hi, Mr. Cooley. What can I do for you? If you don't mind, I think I'd like Mr. Peavey to wait on me this time. Hello, Leroy. Well, I'll be happy to help you. Do you mind stepping up to the front of the store? You're the customer. How do you like that? I lost another one. Hello, Mr. Peavey. Hello, Mr. Cuddle. Can you help me? And Cooley, what are you doing here? Oh, just helping out Santa Claus. Hello, Mr. Cuddle. Hello, Mr. Cooley. I'll be with you in a moment. Hey, I'll take care of them. Hi, Yuck. Hi, Mr. Cuddle. Thank you, Leroy, but this is something I have to see Mr. Peavey about. You, too. What am I supposed to do? Leroy, you might go to the back room and open some of the packing cases. Me? Open packing cases? Go ahead. Mind your employer, Leroy. I'm not employed. I'm on commission. Now, Mr. Cuddle. Gosh, a minute ago I was at the top making money hand over fist. Now I'm at the bottom open in packing cases. Where is that crowbar? What's the matter, my boy? I had a good thing going, but nobody lets me wait on him anymore. Well, I happen to know the reason Mr. Cuddle didn't let you wait on her, is she's buying you a gift. Yeah? Peavey tells me that's what the Eggman is doing. And all your friends. You mean they're all giving me presents? Yep, they appreciate the little tips you gave them. Hey, that was pretty slick, huh? Slick? Letting everybody know they were getting presents so they'd buy something for the other fellow. So that's what you've been up to? Yeah. Well, I guess it hasn't hurt anything. Everybody seems happy. Especially me. I got all my commission money and a lot of presents besides. I'm afraid you won't end up with much money, Leroy. I won't? Now you have to buy presents for everybody who's giving something to you. The Great Gilderslee will be back in just 30 seconds. When you buy an oil for baking or homemade salad dressings, don't settle for anything less than craft oil. Only craft oil is super fine, and that gives it lighter body to blend better with other ingredients. Takes you only a minute or two to make perfect French dressings. As for your baking, you'll be proud of your moist, airy cakes. Pie crusts that are crisp and flaky. 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And then if I sell everything to myself, my commission is 5%. That's a total of 15%. Hey, I'm doing all right again. Oh, what a boy. Good night, folks. Great Gilda Sleeve is played by Willard Waterman. The show is written by John Elliott and Andy White. And is partially transcribed. Included in the cast are Walter Tetley, Lillian Randolph, Mary Ship, Bud Steffen, and Dick LeGrand. Physical compositions by Jack Meakin. This is John Heaston saying good night for the Kraft Foods Company, makers of the famous line of Kraft quality food products. Be sure to listen in next week and every week for the further adventures of The Great Gilda Sleeve. One of the most important jobs we Americans have is telling people behind the iron curtain the truth about the free world. And there's a way that you can take a personal part in this campaign. That's by supporting the Crusade for Freedom. When you contribute to the Crusade for Freedom, you're helping expand Radio Free Europe and Radio Free Asia. 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