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No, figuring out how many days I don't have to go to school between now and 1950. Oh, my goodness. Four days of Thanksgiving, eleven at Christmas. What's the matter with you and school? Nothing the matter with... Now, my boy, school isn't dull, it's a lot of fun. I'm not referring to your studies, young man. There's all sorts of interesting activities in school that can make your work seem easier. What do you do during recess? I eat lunch. Why don't you participate in the sports? You didn't even go out for touch football. Oh, I can't run fast enough. Well, what about the folk dancing they have at school? You could run fast enough for that. Folk dancing, duh. They wanted Leroy to join the Glee Club last year, but oh, no. Glee Club. That's moldy. Leroy? You aren't trying to find interesting things at school. You're fighting it. Let's have a little change of attitude, my boy. Yeah. Christmas is coming, you know, and I have a feeling that Santa Claus will be a little more generous to boys who are interested in school. You think so long? Well, I wouldn't doubt it. Okay, I'll try. Yeah, that's a boy. Let's see, ten plus twenty-four equals thirty-four. Yeah, see, mind you, Leroy's more interested in his homework already. Homework? I'm figuring how many days it is till Santa Claus gets generous. Oh. I've been working over that new song I gave him. I just amused myself. The fellas got here. You're a little late tonight. Well, I had to have a talk with Leroy. Yeah? The boy just isn't taking the proper interest in school, Floyd. Oh, well, you don't have to worry about him, Commish. A lot of kids come into my barbershop, and Leroy's got as fine a head for his age as any kid I ever worked on. He's got his bumps in the right places. I'm not worried about Leroy's bumps, Floyd. I'm trying to get him interested in outside activities. Those things are good for a person. Sure they are. Sure. You know how much the Jolly Boys mean to us. Say, where is everybody? Search me. We ain't had a hundred percent attendance in months. Last week, P.D. and the judge was both missing. That's right. And the week before, Chief Gates skipped it to play P. Knuckle with a prisoner. Yeah. The club's dying on its feet, Commish. Now, Floyd, this little group has held together for a good many years. Remember our slogan, all for one and one for all. Well, I for one wish all would show up. While we're waiting, let's run through the song, huh? Just the two of us? I certainly, Floyd. You play, and I'll sing. Okay. Take it, Commish. I love those dear hearts and gentle people who live in my hometown because those dear hearts and gentle people will never, ever let you down. They will let us down tonight. Yeah. Floyd. They read the good. That's how the weekend. Happy heart keeps laughing like a clown. I love... Gentle people, it was supposed to show up. Well, Floyd... If this keeps up, I got a good notion to rent this room out. Rent it out. A guy was in the other day wanting to open a walk-up and save two pants suit store. What? Sure, he even offered to give me a two-pander if I'd signed the lease. Floyd, you wouldn't toss out four friends for two pairs of pants. I guess I wouldn't. Gee, this meeting's a dud. Let's go home, Commish. They'll show up, Floyd. Come on, let's run through the song again. Okay, and this time I'll sing. Well, uh... I love those dear hearts and gentle people who live in my hometown. It's a dud. Let's go home. Hi, boys. I wonder why they weren't at the meeting last night. Oh, well, if they're not interested in holding the little group together, I don't know why I should be. Yes, Bertie. Mr. Giltley, are you gonna be surprised? I am. Leroy brought home this afternoon. I almost hope it's a call. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Did you get that infernal thing? Leroy, why would anybody as smart as the professor give you a sly trombone? Didn't something at school... I don't... That's right. I did, didn't I? You'll be sorry. We got... Yeah, all right, Leroy. Let's hear your lesson. Stand back. I'm going up to my room and stuff a rug under the door. Boy, that's enough practicing today. Put the horn away. Yeah, I'll stand here. Go study. Lone could make Leroy take such an interest in school. Let's have a look at this thing. Looks like they've been playing hockey with it. I wonder if I can get anything out of a trombone. A lot like the bugle I used to play. Same thing with more pipes. I'll try to scale. Down to the jolly boys some night. Say, I wonder if we could organize a little band. Might be just the thing to get them interested in the club again. Look what it did for Leroy. Sure, why not? Floyd plays the piano. Pee Dee plays the violin. A little. And I could get to be pretty hot on this trombone. Yes, Bertie. Oh, sorry. Floyd. Just practicing. Going to organize a little band with the jolly boys. Organize a band? You going to play the trombone? Well, it seems to come natural to me. Listen. What's the matter, Bertie? Nothing. Excuse me, I'm going to see if my cake fell. A very sensitive cake. We're back again in just a minute. You homemakers have probably been busy all afternoon getting that turkey ready for the big Thanksgiving feast tomorrow. In fact, you've probably been much too busy to think about the day you'll have to transform leftover pieces of that bird into hearty new main dishes. Well, when leftover time comes, you'll be all set if you remember to get a two-pound loaf of craft, smooth-melting cheese-food velvita. Because you can melt good-eating velvita for a grand cheese sauce that'll make the last bits of that bird into a special treat. Now, here's all you do. Melt one-half pound of velvita in the top of your double boiler. Stir in one-quarter cup of milk, seasoned to taste. To that glorious golden sauce, add your turkey pieces, pour on toast points. And there's a swell main dish. Hearty, too, because velvita is full of fine food values for milk. You'll want to get smooth-melting velvita in the two-pound loaf. So you'll have plenty on hand for a wide variety of hot main dishes and for snacks and sandwiches, too. Just be sure you get genuine velvita. It's the cheese-food of top quality, made only by craft. It seems the Jolly Boys Club has been falling apart lately. To stimulate interest, the great Gilda Sleeve has decided to organize a band and lure the strays back into the fold. And it so happens that Mr. Peavey is one of the strays. So, Mr. Gilda Sleeve, what can I do for you today? Peavey, I missed you at the Jolly Boys Club the other night. I'm sorry I couldn't make it. You gentlemen have a pleasant evening at the club? Peavey, there wasn't anybody there but Floyd and me. And frankly, I'm a little disturbed about our attendance. Yeah, sure. Certainly. Right at the holiday season when we should be getting together, we seem to be drifting apart. Yeah, I'm kind of proud of that. Peavey, do you still have your violin? Oh, yeah. Do you play it? Oh, right, yeah. At night, after we've done the dishes, I often play and Mrs. Peavey hums. Yeah. Good. I've got a surprise for you, Peavey. I'm going to organize a Jolly Boys Band. Okay. A Jolly Boys Band. There are five of us. We'll have a little quintet. You'd be interested in attending the Jolly Boys meetings if we played music, wouldn't you, Peavey? Well, yeah. Who would be playing in the band, Mr. Gilda Sleeve? Why, all of us? My, my. Peavey, I haven't said anything about this, but I've recently taken up the trombone. Do you want to say it? Yeah. I used to play the bugle at military school. Well, here comes Chief Gates, who talked to him about it. Hello, Paula. Yeah, hello, Chief. Chief, how did you play when you were in school? Well, don't tell anybody, but I played hooky. Oh, my goodness. Mr. Gilda Sleeve has quite an idea here, Chief. You bet. I'm organizing a Jolly Boys Band. Hey, that is quite an idea. Did you ever play any musical instruments, Chief? Well, I used to be pretty good on the bass drum. Great job. Well, that was when we had the old police band. Well, good. That's great, Chief. Now, all I have to do is see Judge Hooker. We already have a piano, trombone, violin, and a bass drum. As Guy Lombardo says, we'll make the sweetest music this side of heaven. Well, I wouldn't say that. It's most fascinating, Gilda. What instrument are you going to play? Well, I'm going to play the trombone. Knowing you, I thought it would be one of the wind instruments. All right, Judge, if you're not interested. Oh, I am. I haven't had my trusted flute out of the trunk in years. A flute? Hey, that's just what we need. Splendid. Judge, you get your flute out of the North Falls and be at the Jolly Boys Club this evening. I'll be glad to, Gilda. Have you done anything about arrangements? Well, certainly. I'm making arrangements. Musical arrangements for the individual instruments. Well, I thought we'd just improvise. We can't do that, Gilda. Each musician must have his own music. Now, why don't you select something suitable? Go down to the music store and see Yasha Mitz. Yasha Mitz, you mean the fellow with the goatee? Yeah. He makes arrangements for a very small fee. Well, if you think that's necessary. Absolutely. I'd suggest something simple like waltz of the flowers by Tchaikovsky. Waltz of the flowers? It's wonderful for a small group, Gilda. Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! All right, Judge. Then the flutes go, te-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de! Te-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de! Yeah! Please, please, Judge. Not on your fountain pen. You're getting ink all over your chin. Well, you get the idea. Yeah, definitely. Imagine an old goat playing the flute. Te-de-de-de-de-de-de! There's something mighty nice about a music store. May I help you? Nicer than I thought. Do you wish something? Yes. Is Mr. Yash of Mitz in? No, he just went out to lunch. Well, I wanted him to make an arrangement for a little musical group, Quintet. I'm sure he'd like to. What selection did you wish arranged? Well, I thought I might talk that over with Mr. Mitz. How about that, the waltz of the flowers? What are the instruments in your group? I'd better write them down for Mr. Mitz. Oh, yeah. Well, we have a piano, of course. Yes, of course. Violin. Violin. Flute. Flute. Bass drum. Bass drum? Yeah, that's right. And trombone. Oh. Well, I'm sure Mr. Mitz will be quite interested in working this out. Oh, you think so? Good. I'd like to have the arrangement this evening. Oh, that might be rushing him a little. Well, tell him to arrange as much as he can. We're just amateurs. Yes, well, I'll give this to Mr. Mitz. Thank you. See, beautiful trombone you have there. Do you like it? Oh, yes, indeed. Trombone is my instrument. I really ought to have one. You don't have one? Well, I've been using a barred one. How much are they? Well, we have them starting at $85. Zeke. Wouldn't want to go that high. Of course not, since you're just beginning. Yes. We have a used one here. Huh? Somebody traded it in on a television set. That's priced at $18.50. $18.50. Well, it's in better shape than Leroy's. Hi, George. I'll take it. Oh, it's a wonderful buy. Oh, I can see that. Nice and shiny. Will you send the bill to me, Throckmorton P. Gillesleve, at the water department? Of course, Mr. Gillesleve. Will there be anything else? No, thanks. Well, come to think of it, there is something else. Yes. When Mr. Mitz starts arranging that flute part that goes, de-de-de-de-de-de, tell him to make it for the trombone. Isn't that tough? Hi, George. It certainly is good to have all the Jolly Boys here at the club again. See, where's Hooker? He'll be along. Well, I'll pass out the music. Lloyd, here's the piano part. Okay, Commissioner. Pee-Vee, here's the part for violin. Well, it says first violin. And only violin. Chief, you get the drum arrangement. Thank you, Commissioner. Chief, you've got a hole in your drum. Well, we used to play at the baseball games. Foul ball. Oh, my. Well, it doesn't hurt the tone any listen. Sounds like you singing, Chief. Hey, is this the kind of stuff we're going to play? What's the matter with it, Lloyd? Walsa the flowers. Whoop! From a butterfly flitting from flowers. Lloyd, if it's good enough for Tchaikovsky, it's good enough for you. Yeah, well, I'll soon tell you. Is that the way it goes, Lloyd? Well, that's the gist of it. If I played all the notes wrote down here, I'd have to be an octopus. Are you all tuned up, Pee-Vee? I think so. Good. Let's hear the first violin part. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Bros enough, Pee-Vee. But it is very good, though, Pee-Vee. What's that? Sounds like a flute. Must be the judge. That looks like the flute that played it. And the judge looks like the fellow who played the flute. Yeah. Gilday, did you have the arrangements made? Yeah. Here's what you're supposed to play, Judge. Thank you. Say, Commissioner, I've been looking at this music, and the drum doesn't have anything to do until page three. It's a waltz, Chief. Just beat waltz time. Well, shall we begin? I know the piece very well myself. Yeah, let's take a run over it. All right. Now, everybody start together, please. One, two. What was that for? Wait for the rest of us, Chief. Well, fellas, that drum has to start at all. We're not playing in a parade, Chief. The flute has the opening passage. Now, my music adults. Floyd, you have the piano part. Now, let's play. All right, we'll start again. One, two, three. What? No, just a minute. To cast me, there wasn't anybody playing in the same page. Floyd, as a piano player, you're a good barber. Yeah, well, you ain't no Gabriel on that horn either. Only musician in this club. Well, fellas, I don't like to complain, but can't we play something that isn't so artistic? Believe me, Chief, there's nothing artistic about the way you pound that drum. Judge, one side's got a hole in it. If you ask me, I think it'd sound better if it had a hole in both sides. Oh, now, Mr. Gilder, please. As I'm concerned, if I play the flute at all, I'm going to play it at Czakowski and Tendon. All right, you all go play it with Czakowski. Very well. If that's the way you feel... Oh, now, fellas. I at least play the notes. With that trombone, you shouldn't be in an orchestra, Gilder. You should be selling fish. Oh! How could I read the music? That's what you tell me. Now, fellas, let's all... I'm a bunch of musicians. I was playing it. You guys got ten ears, that's all. Floyd, fellas, fellas, let's all be jolly boys. I, for one, no longer care to be a jolly boy. Where's my flute, Chief? That's probably what you've been playing on. Give me my trombone. I'm going home. Me, too. I hate to see this happen, fellas, after all these years. Too bad. Well, who's going first? You go first, Judge. This is the end of the jolly boys. No, you go first, Gilder. What do we have to go for? Well, everybody wants to break up the club. Not me. Wasn't my idea. And don't look at me. I'm quite sure I'm not to blame. Who started all this, anyway? Oh, let's quit kidding ourselves. This is the best meeting we ever had. Well, it has been rather lively. Sure. Let's forget the band and go back to singing. Yeah, that suits me. My baritone is better than my trombone, anyway. Well, now I wouldn't care, there. Peabee! Come on, let's go, gang. I know it won't be. We'll leave again very shortly. Nobody will be worried about food values or nutrition at that big Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. But next week, when your mothers are packing lunchboxes for the youngsters, you'll be hunting for a really body-building sandwich filler. Then you'll want craft-famous cheese food, Velveeta. 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