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Every package is flavor dated and that means Kraft can guarantee the freshness of every pound. So tomorrow, pick up a pound or two of good tasting, fresh tasting Parquet Margarine at your grocery. In most markets you can buy Parquet in handy yellow quarters ready for the table. But remember, in any package for any use, Parquet is the only margarine that brings Kraft quality right to your table. Remember Parquet, P-A-R-K-A-Y. The Great Gildiff leaves occasional excursions down the road to romance have always been rocky and beset with detours, but he has never encountered anything like the roadblocks set up by Paula Winthrop's daughter Beth. However, the Great Gildiff's leave is not one to turn back and like a big bulldozer, he's plowing ahead again tonight. Right, George, I feel lucky tonight. Yes, sir, things are going to be different this time. The idea that little Beth is trying to chaperone her mother and me all the time. If I don't need chaperoning, I'm a grown adult. If she can't take a hit and leave us alone, I'll just have to outmaneuver her, that's all. Are you leaving now, Rocky? In a few minutes, Marjorie. Paula is expecting me around eight. Off to the wars again tonight, Aunt? Oh, Leroy, when I have a date with Mrs. Winthrop, I don't exactly consider it a battle. Ah! Young man, what do you mean by that? Every time you're born with her, it's a battle, trying to outsmart Beth. Excuse me. Oh, Leroy, you think everything she does is cute? Yes, Leroy. Whose side are you on? You'll have to be neutral. She's my girlfriend and you're my uncle. Who pays my allowance? Yes, yes. Poor Auntie. You can't have a minute alone with Paula. Don't worry, Marjorie. I'm taking Paula out tonight in that stack. How are you going to sneak away, Aunt? Have you got a helicopter hovering over the house? No, Leroy. If I can't outsmart Little Babs, I'd better quit. Okay, turn in your suit. Leroy. Just kidding. What's your strategy? Auntie, why don't you invite Babs over here? She and Leroy can play records. Or if you won't leave the house tonight, as much as she'd like to see me. You're my goodness. As soon as Babs found our uncle's coming over, she said she had to practice her piano lessons. And the piano's in the parlor. Give it up. I should by now. She's pulled it three times. What a brain she's got. Well, I have a brain, too. When I go over to see Paula, Babs will insist on staying in the parlor and practicing on the piano. Yeah. In the minute I get her to commit herself, and she can't back out, I'll say, Well, Babs, your mother and I are going to a movie. Too bad you have a lot of piano practicing to do. That's not a bad idea. Auntie, how'd you ever think of that? Well, I haven't spent the whole day at the water department for nothing. All day for that? What a character. Babs will insist you have to practice. Paula and I will go to the movie. We don't interfere with Babs, and she can't interfere with us. You're a sly girl to sleep. Hello, Crockmorton. Hello, Paula. Come in. So glad to see you. Yes, thank you. Glad to see you, too. Couldn't wait until late, because I had a very important date. Here, let me take your hat and coat. Glad to. Well, you have a nice fire in the fireplace. Just for you, the down drop, Morton. Yeah, this is great. I don't think it's going to last long. Mother! Yes, Babs? I'm calling my shots tonight. Oh, hello, Mr. Gildersleeve. Well, well, hello, Babs. Mother, I hate to intrude on you and Mr. Gildersleeve like this, but I simply have to practice the piano tonight. Must you bear? Bullseye. Well, you're always telling me I don't practice enough, and the lessons are so expensive. If I can't practice, I may as well give them up. And you wouldn't want me to do that, would you? Well, of course not, but... Well, then I'll have to practice. Professor James has been criticizing my technique. He says I'm a little heavy-handed. Yeah, I'll say she is. Well, I suppose I shouldn't discourage your belated interest in music. I knew you wouldn't. Mr. Gildersleeve, you probably think I'm always interfering when you have a date with Mother. Me? Oh, no. You know, I'm all for your practicing. Glad you wanted to do it. Isn't he a dear mother? Now let's see what I'll play first. In fact, Paula, we owe it to Babs to let her catch up on her practice. Mr. Gildersleeve, you're so sweet to think about me. You bet. Paula lets you and I go to a movie. A movie? Mr. Gildersleeve, I didn't know you planned to take Mother to a movie. Yeah, it seems like a good idea since you have to stay home and practice. What? We mustn't get behind in our music, you know. What do you say, Paula? Movie, huh? Oh, I'd like that. Great. Let's get our coast. I hope we see Sunset Sonata. It's the best picture in town. Mr. Gildersleeve, did you say Sunset Sonata? Yep. Have fun practicing on the piano, Babs. Mother, how can you do this to me? Well, do what, Babs? Well, that's the picture with Yasha Mix, the concert pianist. I really should go with you and study his technique. Zeke. No, Babs. Mother, you promised to take me to see it. You said yourself it might help my music, and the bill changes tomorrow. Well, I know I promised, Babs, but Mr. Gildersleeve won't mind. Mr. Gildersleeve. Well... You just said I shouldn't get behind in my music. I did, didn't I? Do you mind awfully talking, Morton? Not at all. Of course, to practice at home might do her more good. Oh, I can practice at home anytime. Wait, could you come over again, Mr. Gildersleeve? You'll see. Yes, yes. Well, let's get our coast. We mustn't be out too late. Mr. Gildersleeve, you make the most wonderful suggestions. Yeah. You'll just love sunset Sonata. Yasha Mix plays a dreamy concerto, just as the sun is setting outside his bay window. My sun is set already. We got home from the movie. Babs got a headache, and I had to go home. Well, better pick up some aspirin and money to the office. She thinks she has a headache. Hello, Mr. Gildersleeve? What can I do for you this morning? Give me a box of aspirin, Pete. Yeah, well, would you like the large economy side? You bet. Looks like this headache is here to stay. Yeah, well, I saw you at the movies last night, Mr. Gildersleeve. You? I didn't see you, Pete. Mrs. Pete and I were in the balcony. In the balcony? We were since our courting days. We'd gone up to the balcony. Sentimental about it, huh, Pete? No, cheaper. Oh, my goodness. You know, I had a hankering to drop some popcorn down on you, Mr. Gildersleeve, but I was afraid it might land on one of your guests. Yeah, them. Mrs. Pete, we wanted to know who was with you, so I told her Mrs. Winthrop and her daughter, Babs. Then, Mrs. Pete, we wanted to know why the daughter was sitting between you and Mrs. Winthrop. I couldn't ask you that. You know, I can, Pete. You know, I'll never get to see Paula alone as Babs can help it. She always drums up some excuse to sit around with us or tag along. Seems that was the case last night. It happens all the time. Certainly must be embarrassing to her mother. That could be. Yeah, I'm sure Paula wants to be alone with me but I want to be alone with her. No, I wouldn't care that. Well, I would, Pete. Well, it doesn't seem to be anywhere we can prove it. Why, George, I'm going to prove it. Last night Paula even said I've been very indulgent. You know, that's over with. And I'm afraid I'll have to tell Babs so. This is a little monotonous, Pete, finding a twosome and always ending up a threesome. Mr. Gildersleeve, your predicament reminds me of an old song I sang once in a hometown play. It was called I Never See Maggie Alone. She brings her father, her mother, her sister and her brother but I never see Maggie alone. You won't see me again either. Goodbye, Pete. What's the most wonderful movie last night, Eda? I don't think so. I guess it was Bored. I thought I heard him snore once. And you know why it was Bored, Babs. I do? Sure you do. You trapped him. Look, Babs, why don't you give Uncle break? He likes your mother. Who knows? If you didn't interfere, Uncle and your mother might get married some day. Lee Rice Forester. My mother married your uncle. And he's dressed up. Lee Rice, your uncle is so attractive. Why has he been single all these years? Well, he works pretty hard at the water department. Mr. Yildus, he wouldn't dare propose to my mother. How can he with you sitting around? That has nothing to do with it. If he started proposing, Mother'd refuse him before he stopped stammering. Yes. Well, if you let them alone, it wouldn't surprise me if your mother proposed to my uncle. Leafier, you know. That's a leaf no smart woman like my mother would take. Is that so? I bet your mother's just been waiting for Leafier so she can propose to Uncle without feeling embarrassed. For your information, Smartie, my mother isn't the least bit interested in beating Mrs. Yildus Lee. Oh, yeah? Then why do you always hang around when they're together? Why don't you leave him alone? All right, just to prove it, I'll leave him alone. You'll see who does the proposing. It'll be your mother. It'll be your uncle if he isn't too tubby to get down on his knees. Little man, Lee Rice. Hey, here's Uncle Nell. Oh, hello, Mr. Yildus Lee. Hi, Uncle. Hello, kiddies. Dabbed, I'd like to have a little talk with you. Well, what about Mr. Yildus Lee? Well, it's about these evenings I try to spend with your mother. Oh, well, I want to talk to you about that, too. Yeah, all right, but let me talk first. Dabbed, I hate to have to tell you this, but... Excuse me for interrupting, Mr. Yildus Lee. But before I forget it, I'd like to suggest that you call mother for a date this evening. You? What are you going to do? Practice in the piano? No, I just thought it would be nice for you, because mother will be there all alone. Hey, where are you going to be? You'll be here at our house. Why aren't you back? Why don't you go on over, Uncle? Will you, Mr. Yildus Lee? Please? Well... I feel terribly guilty about having to practice piano so much and having so many headaches. On her bike? You must have many romantic things to say to my mother. No fair, Dabbed. Well, I hadn't planned on doing anything this evening. But if your mother is alone, there's no use in two people being alone. You're getting the idea. Yeah, I think I'll take your advice and phone your mother for a date. That's very thoughtful of you, Dabbed. Oh, it's not at all. Now, what did you want to tell me, Mr. Yildus Lee? To tell you? Oh, yes. I just want to tell you that... you're a fine little girl. Oh, brother. I'm some bigger pigeon than I thought. The great Yildus Lee will be back in just a moment. 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Babs claims the water commissioner is just waiting for a chance to propose to her attractive mother. Leroy went out on a limb claiming that Mrs. Winthrop would take advantage of leap year and propose to his uncle. Now, Leroy suspects he's out on a pretty weak limb. Leroy, what made you say a foolish thing like that? Well, Babs made me soar. I told her she ought to let Uncle and her mother be alone once in a while. Good for you, Leroy. Well, then one word led to another until I was claiming her mother would propose to Uncle. Babs gave her the chance. You did get carried away, didn't you? Yeah, I sure did. Boy, I wish she would propose to Uncle. I sure would have a laugh on Babs. Well, I know Mrs. Winthrop likes Mr. Gisley. That's a start. Maybe all she needs is a little encouragement. Birdie, you think we can make Uncle irresistible? Well, how much time do we have? Until tonight at 8.30. It's 5.15 already. We've got to get started. Hello, everybody. I am home. Hi, Aunt. Yeah, hello, Leroy. Birdie. Hello, Mrs. Gisley. Have you seen the afternoon paper, Birdie? Yes, it's in the parlor by your chair. You don't have time to read. You'll have to get ready for tonight. You what? You got a date, you know. Oh, plenty of time to get ready for that. I haven't had dinner yet. Hey, I'm manicure while you're waiting. Manicure? And I'll wrap and get your blue shirt suit so Birdie can press it. You Birdie pressed it yesterday, Leroy. But you are to the movie. You've got to look sharp. Glad to present for you, Mrs. Gisley. Ew, what a family. I get a date and everybody's pulling for me. Aunt, you're not going to wear that same old tie, are you? Same tie? The one with a water hydrant service? My boy, that's my favorite. The meter readers gave me that. The heck were the meter readers? You got to impress Mrs. Winslow. Well, what's your suggestion? For some reason, you seem to have a lot of them. Well, I'll go up and snitch one of Broncos. The kind Marge used to swoon over. Well, I hadn't planned to make Mrs. Winslow swoon. Can't you try? Yes, I can. And after you shave, pull on some of that shaving lotion you got for Christmas. The kind they say wow's the ladies. No, Leroy. You may as well put it on, Mr. Guilfrey, because Leroy's bound and determined you're going to wow a certain lady tonight. Well, could be. Oh boy, Aunt. I'll show that to Babs. Yes, Babs. If Mr. Guildersly proposed to you, you wouldn't accept, would you? I've never given it a swan. Well, just the same if he should. You wouldn't accept, would you? Well, let's put it this way. If any man asked me to marry him, I'd have to give it a lot of thought. That's good enough for me. Are you going to wear those plain earrings? I plan to. Why don't you wear the long diamond teardrops? The ones that make you look like pleopatra. But Babs, they're a little dressy. What's wrong with dressing up? After all, you want to look as attractive as possible, don't you? Even for Mr. Guildersly. Well, that's really Babs. And if I were you, Mother, I'd wear my new party dress. Well, I was saving it for the Elk's Club dance next month. Oh, where tonight, Mother? Well, yes, just for me. But Babs. You'll be the most beautiful mother in the whole world. All right, I'll go slip into it. Why save it for the Elks? With that big moose coming over tonight. George, my collar's a little tight. Must be putting on weight. I'm beginning to look like a big moose. Let me brush you off before you go downstairs, huh? Thank you, my boy. How do I look? Murder. You're coming right down, buddy. Wonder what he wants. Hello, Judge. Hello, Gelder. My, you're a perfect model of what the well-dressed man should wear. What's so unusual about that? You usually look like what the well-dressed man used to wear. Judge, what do you have on your mind? Well, I can see that you don't want to go bowling. No, indeed. I have a date. Oh, visiting with Mrs. Winthrop and her daughter? No, not this time. Paula and I are going to be alone tonight. How did you manage that? Well, confidentially, Horace. I think Paula had a little talk with Bands. I think she laid down the law. That's interesting. Yeah, I'll say it is. Gelder, does it seem strange to you that after all these months, Mrs. Winthrop has started arranging these things early in 1952? Any mean, Judge? Don't you know? It's leap year. So there it is. I hadn't thought of that. I have, but nobody's asked me yet. Well, Judge, I'm sure Paula has nothing like that in mind. I wouldn't be too sure, Gelder. There are many reasons why she might want to get married. She's young and appealing. She's that. And she has a daughter who needs a father. Judge, you're talking through your hat. No, I'm not. I don't even have it on. Well, put it on, Judge, and I'll see you in your car. Little star, twinkle, twinkle. I can hardly realize this will be the first evening I've ever been alone with Paula. Yeah, I wonder if she did arrange to get Babs out of the house this evening. Thoughtful woman. Oh, come in, sir. Good evening, Paula. And what a gorgeous tie. I adore fuchsia. Thank you. First time I worn it. Now, let me take a look at you. Do you approve? Do I? Wow. Of course it's a little dressy for a date at home. Well, this is no ordinary date, Paula. It's really the first evening we've had to ourselves. It is, isn't it? Now, let's sit here on the couch by the fire. Great. You nearly sat on your satin skirt. It is quite billowy. He's never looked at me like that before. Nothing like a log fire and soft lights. Well, I didn't realize it was so dark in here. Babs must have turned off some of the lights before she left. You don't get up. They're fine. Down low. Next, he'll be wanting soft music. Paula? Yeah. Why don't I put on some records? Something smoothie. Rock Morton, why don't we just sit and talk? Yeah. Suit me. I believe he did come over to propose. She must have some reason for wanting to just talk. I wonder if she would take advantage. I suggested we talk, but I find it difficult to begin. You do? I guess she never proposed before. It must be that we're so unaccustomed to her being alone. Yeah, I guess so. I can't help feeling that Babs has annoyed you at times, but I think she actually enjoys being around you, Rock Morton. Well, I hadn't thought about it that way. A girl like Babs needs a father's influence. Zeke, the judge was right. It's the same way with my brother Rumson. When he's home, she never lets him out of his sight. Well, he'll be back soon. I hope. Paul's a wonderful woman. But I'd have to think this over. Yeah, I'd better change the subject. Paul, have you looked across the street recently? Bronco and Marjorie are starting the foundation for their new house. Yes, I've noticed. It won't be long before they'll be moving out, leaving Little Lira and me. Oh, you won't be lonely. I don't plan to be. I wonder if he thinks he's going to take me over there. Rock Morton, it's a little warm here by the fire. Yeah, it sure is. I think I'll move over to the chair. Well, I was about to move to the panel bench myself. We might even go for a walk and get some fresh air. It's a great idea. I'll get my coat. And here's your hat. Yeah, thank you. Let me help you to rack. I have it. Well, I'll open the door. Yup, it's free, too. Paula, do I know we go to a movie? We can take baths. You want to take baths? You bet. It looks like Leroy, too. There's safety in numbers. I think that's a wonderful idea, Rock Morton. The Great Gilded Sleeve will be right back. There's only one margarine at your grocer's that brings craft quality right to your table. It's Parquet, the margarine that tastes so good because it's always fresh. Tomorrow, pick up a pound or two of good-tasting, fresh-tasting Parquet margarine. Ask for P-A-R-K-A-Y. Parquet margarine made by craft. You wait. Where are you going, Leroy? I'll see Leroy. Babs are past my bedtime, Mother. I'm going in the house. It's the first time I've seen Babs in a hurry to get to bed. Well, kids are hard to figure. It was a lovely evening, Talk Morton. A... Paula? Yes, Rock Morton? Would you like a hamburger? I'd love it. Great. Let's go. Good night, folks. Be sure to listen in next Wednesday and every Wednesday for the further adventures of the Great Gildesley. There are two kinds of delicious craft-prepared mustard, mild craft mustard, smooth and delicately spiced, and craft mustard with snappy horseradish added. And whichever you prefer, remember, when you add a little mustard, you add a lot of tang. Try it on cold sandwiches, hamburgers, frankfurters, and cold cuts. Enjoy the wonderful sauces you can make for hot meat and vegetable courses with craft-prepared mustard. Keep both kinds on hand, and keep the whole family happy. Get mild craft mustard and craft mustard with snappy horseradish added at your favorite food store. 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