 The Kraft Foods Company presents Harold Perry as the Great Gilder Sleeve! The Great Gilder Sleeve is brought to you by the Kraft Foods Company makers of Par-K Margeron. Millions of women all over America serve Par-K because it tastes so good. And now, in many states, you can buy this delicious Par-K Margeron in yellow quarter pound sticks. Yes, the same spread that tastes so good now comes in handy quarter pound sticks already colored a rich gold and yellow and ready to serve. That's Par-K, P-A-R-K-A-Y, Par-K Margeron made by Kraft. Well, let's see what's doing in Summerfield. Recently, the Great Gilder Sleeve has had only two interests in life. One is Mrs. Ellen Nickerbocker, his neighbor's wealthy sister from Baltimore. The other is his amateur detective hobby. This evening, we find him pursuing both. Bye, George Ellen. It's a beautiful night. Oh, it's awfully dark, Throgmorton. Why are we stopping here? Well, I wanted to show you the old haunted house I investigated last week. My first big case. Oh? Yeah. Look, you can see it's silhouetted against the sky. Oh, spooky, isn't it? Spooky? Not to a student of the Eagle Eye Detective Institute. The chief of police and I are keeping an eye on it. Well, then why bring me up here? Why didn't you come up with the chief of police? Well, he's not as pretty as you are. Throgmorton, we'd better drive back to town. I don't like it out here. Oh? Well, if you're frightened, Ellen, you can sit closer to me. Oh, I'm not really frightened. Shucks. Boo! Oh, dear! Darn it, she jumped the wrong way. Now, Throgmorton... I thought you weren't frightened. Well, this is a lonely spot and I am wearing a rather expensive diamond necklace. Let's go home. Oh? Well, all right, Ellen, anything you say. Well, what do you know? We ran out of gas. Uh-huh. Throgmorton, didn't I see you turn off the switch? You did and thought it was darker. Ellen. Yes? Ellen. Now, Throgmorton. How about a little kiss? No. Ellen, you're not supposed to resist an officer of the law. And a detective's an officer. Now, don't be silly. You call wanting to kiss you silly? Well, I call it silly to park up here and pretend you're out of gas and to pretend you're a detective. Pretend? Ellen, I've almost completed the course. I've solved every test case they've given me without even looking up the answers in the back of the book. Throgmorton, why waste your time on things like that? Well? You know, sometimes you act like a schoolboy. Okay, if I'm a schoolboy, it's too late for me to be out. I guess we'd better go home. Not Throgmorton. No, no, no. We'll go home. If you don't like my hobby, I guess you don't like me. Oh, I do, but to be really fond of a man, I have to be proud of him. Oh? And I'd like to be proud of you. Ellen, I'll throw away my detective kit tomorrow. Good. Now, how about that kiss tonight? Oh, Throgmorton. Morning, infants. Hi, Uncle. Good morning, Anki. Did you and Mrs. Nickerbocker have a nice time last night? Mrs. Nickerbocker and I had a very pleasant evening. Thank you, Marjorie. Leroy. Careful, young man, or I won't give you my detective kit. Your detective kit? You mean it, Uncle? Yes, my boy. It's all yours. Gosh, thanks, Uncle. Did you flunk the course? No, I did not flunk the course. Last night, I just decided I had no further use for it. I'm not a schoolboy. You'll find the whole outfit in the box up on my dresser. Thank goodness. Oh, boy, I can't wait to go handcuff Craig Bullard to a tree. Leroy. Well, it would keep that little Craig out of mischief. Not a bad idea. Is all the stuff there, the mustache and the wig and the spirit gum? Well, I think I used all the spirit gums sticking on disguises. That's okay. Craig and I can use bubblegum. Bubblegum? Come on, Miss Gersley. Good morning, Bertie. Here's your coffee. Thank you, Bertie. Leroy, not so noisy. Okay, sure. And don't slam the... Don't slam the door. What a detective. We got two detectives in the family now? Only one, Bertie. Uncle Mort's given up the idea. He has? Well, I sure am glad, Mr. Gersley, because you never know when a detective's going to get it. What? Anytime you associate with crooks, you're liable to get it. Well, I'm not associating with any crooks, Bertie. I sure am glad to hear that, Mr. Gersley, because you never know when a crook's going to get it, or a detective either. Well, you don't have to worry about me. Mr. Gersley, did you read about that detective in Detroit? No, Bertie. He got it. He's in the hospital with a 30-30 in his leg and a 50-50 chance. Get... Yes, sir. You never know when a detective's going to get it. Yeah. And you never know when Bertie's going to hand it out. What, Leroy? There's been a big robbery. Robbery? Well, you're the detective now, Leroy. Go catch the burglar. I mean it. There was a burglar at Bullard's last night. Well, what'd he take? Bullard's new stainless steel ash can? Gosh, no, he stole Mrs. Nickabocker's fur coat and diamond necklace. What? Really, Leroy? She stole last night. Oh, my goodness. Is Ellen all right? Sure, but boy, she upset. She's on her way over here to talk to you, uncle. To me? She is? I'll get it. Now everybody be calm. Throckmorton, I've been robbed. Yes, Leroy told me. Come on in, Ellen. Somebody broke in last night and took my diamond necklace and my best mink coat. Oh, my goodness. I'm terribly sorry to hear about it. So am I, Mrs. Nickabocker. Oh, thank you, Marjorie. Throckmorton, what will I do? Brother Rumson's out of town. I don't know where to turn. Well... You know the local police. Will you see that I get a good investigator? Ellen, if it's a good investigator you want, you don't have to go to the police. But Throckmorton... Yeah, I know you think my detective work is silly, but last week I solved the case three minutes before Mr. District Attorney did. Well, if you think you can do anything... Do anything? I certainly can. Leroy, hand me back my handcuffs. Oh, for corn shake. Ellen, you knew I'd be back this afternoon. Why didn't you wait and let me handle this? But I was excited, Rumson. I had to call in someone. Well, you didn't have to lose your head completely and call Gilda's leave. Now, Rumson, I think you've been wrong about Throckmorton. He's been very calm and level-headed about this. That's one of Gilda's leave's biggest problems. He's too level-headed. Under that poodle-dog pompadour, he's a flathead. Oh, Rumson, you exaggerate. Not very much. Now, Rumson, Throckmorton's made quite a study of detective work. But Ellen, I've engaged a private detective from Kansas City. He's coming in this afternoon. Oh? How can't you discourage Gilda's leave? He couldn't tell a burglar from a banker. Now, Rumson, that must be Throckmorton. Now, I'll let him in. Come in, Throckmorton. Shh. Ellen, I saw a dark, ugly-looking man with a black suitcase sneaking your back door. Gilda's leave, that was me! Hello, Mr. Bullard. Welcome home. Rumson and I were just discussing the robbery, Throckmorton. You don't have to worry about a thing, Ellen. I figured out a foolproof plan to trap the burglar. Wonderful. Gilda's leave, do you really think you should neglect your work at the water department just to help us? Oh, glad to do it, Mr. Bullard. For Ellen and you, you're her brother. Now, chapter one of the manual says, quote, to detect one must first deduct. Unquote. So for two hours, I employed the simple process of deduction. And I came up with the answer. You did. You bet. The reason your furs and jewels were stolen is because they're valuable. That took you two hours? Now, wait a minute, Mr. Bullard, you may scoff if you like, but how did the burglar know they were valuable? Because last week, the society column described the furs and jewels Ellen wore at that country club party. Oh, that's right, Throckmorton. Yes, indeed. That's the way raffles and those other jewel thieves operate. They checked the society columns. Chapter four. Gilda's leave, you may be on the right track. Now, here's what I've done, Bullard. I've had this news item printed in the afternoon paper. Listen, the stress by the loss of refurs and diamonds, the wealthy Mrs. Ellen Nicobocker is receiving an even more valuable collection this afternoon from her home in Baltimore. But Throckmorton, that isn't true. I know that, but the burglar doesn't, and he'll be back. Clever, eh, Bullard? Clever? Gilda's leave, don't you realize you're making decoys out of every one of us? Decoy? I'm not holding open house for criminals? Well... What are we supposed to do? Sit around and wait to be robbed again? Oh, don't worry, Mr. Bullard. I'll be right outside. I'll catch him before he ever gets in the house. Gilda's leave, all I can say is you'd better. Yes, I'd better. Can I go with you? No, Leroy, it's getting dark. You go climb in your safe little bed. I'll just walk to the middle of the street with you. Got a gun, Uncle? Of course, Leroy. You run along back now. Okay. Yunk. Yes, Leroy. What happens to us if he beats you to the draw? To you? Leroy, don't say that. Good night, my boy. What if he does beat me to the draw? Well, I'd better hide someplace where I'll see him first. I could wait for him in the Bullard cyclone cellar. It's stocked with dried apricots. And I was too excited to eat my dessert. Say, I could climb up there in little Craig's treehouse. Sure, I'll be able to watch both entrances that way. Wonder if this ladder will hold me. Oh, brother, the higher I get, the more it shimmies. What? Hello, Craig. Well, I'm climbing up to your treehouse. What are you going to do? I'm going to catch the Briggler. I can, too. I had Larry and Jibus down. Never mind. You run along in the house now. I'm going on up. Craig, you wouldn't do that. Craig, let go of that ladder. I'm going to pull it away. Now, Craigie. Craigie. Here it goes. Why, you little fool? Just made it. Now, if I can just squeeze in this door. Yes! That's what you think. Something's holding me. I made it anyway. Hello, Mr. Bullard. Oh, Gilda's leave. Yeah, I'm on the job. Craig, it's your betta. OK. And how many times have I told you not to call Gilda's leave a monkey? Yes, yes. What time is it? 11 o'clock. All the lights are out. Bullard, except one. That goes. Maybe I should have hidden with the dried apricots. Let's beat the Briggler. Oh, Gilda's leave. Yes, Mr. Bullard. He's in his warm bed and I'm up in this drafty tree house. I wish I hadn't ripped my pants. I'd be up here if Ellen wasn't depending on me. Yes. What's that? Somebody's sneaking up the driveway. Just staying in the shadows. My George Gilda's leave. He's taking your bait. He's coming right under the tree house. Got a gun? No, it's a flashlight. I think. Maybe if I lean out far enough. It is a gun. Wonder if I can reach mine. Timber! Oh, I lit light on him. Surrender! I've got you covered. Gilda's leave. Look, I knocked out your Briggler. Wait till I roll him over. Gilda's leave. That's no burglar. That's my Kansas City detective. It is? Oh, sorry, but it's his fault. I yelled Timber. Gilda's leave. Get out! Some little green vegetables and I'll melt a little parquet margin and I'll pour that parquet over. Hey, Bertie, hold up. You talking to yourself? Land sakes, I guess I was, Mr. Wall. You know what they say about people who talk to themselves. Not when you talk about what I was talking about. I was planning tonight's dinner and I was just melting some of that delicious, nutritious parquet margin for the vegetables. Nothing wrong with that. It's always smart to use parquet. And I always use it, Mr. Wall. Parquet tastes so good on vegetables and bread and pancakes and rolls, too, as a matter of fact. You bet it does. It's smart to use parquet margin for other reasons, as a matter of fact. It's economical and... Costs only about half as much as the most expensive spreads. And it's got that real craft quality, as a matter of fact. That's why it can't help but taste good, Bertie. Parquet is made from only the carefully selected products of American farms. And there's 15,000 units of important vitamin A added to every delicious pound. Every day, more women buy parquet margin because it's economical, because it's nourishing. And mostly because it tastes so good. That's why I use it, as a matter of fact. Well, let's get back to the Great Gilder Sleeve. In trying to catch the burglar who robbed Mr. Bullard's attractive sister, he caught Mr. Bullard's private detective. Mr. Bullard didn't like this. In fact, he ordered our hero off the case and off the property. Uh-huh. Bullard will regret this. I know that. Burglar's coming back. Gosh, young sitting up here in your room isn't gonna do any good. Well... Who's gonna catch the crook if you don't? The private detective went back to Kansas City. Were he safe? Yeah, yeah. I would like to help Mrs. Nickabocker, Leroy. Sure. Hey, couldn't you get back over to Bullard's if you wore a disguise? Disguise? Leroy, that's silly. You could make up like Eddie, the gardener. Eddie gardener? Oh, Eddie, their gardener. Sure. He's fat, too. Leroy? Sure. I'll put on a big fuzzy mustache, an old shirt and a pair of torn pants, and you look just like him. Well, I've got the torn pants. Let's see if I can talk like Eddie. What's the matter with you, kids? Get out of the flowers and go tell your mama she's want you. That's great, Doc. What is Eddie an Eskimo? Hand me the putty out of that make-up kit, Leroy. Oh, boy. Hi, George. Great idea I had. I haven't used the dialect since I was in Kismet in the senior class play. Gosh, Uncle, you're a senior? Twice, Leroy. In high school and in college. Gee. There. How's that for putty nose, huh? Wait a little. I'll put it on. You look funny, young. Yeah? Well, Eddie, Eddie has a funny nose. Now, if I can just work on the bulb here on the end. Yeah. Well, don't get us in the same color as the rest of you. I'll take care of that. Go into Marjorie's room and bring me her pancake make-up. Okay. You want some leg make-up, too? No, Leroy. The rip isn't that big. Oh, let's see. I better flatten the bridge a little bit. Yeah. Yeah. The meat makes a putty putty. Oh, come on. Yes, Marjorie? Judge Hooker is here to see you. Yeah. Old goat, what does he want? Hello, Gilday. Yeah. Come on, Judge. I'll show him what a real make-up artist can do. I was in the neighborhood, Gilday, and I... Well, look at the nose. Yeah? You like it, Judge? Why the disguise, Gilday? Trying to capture a little bit. Yeah. Yeah. The disguise, Gilday. Trying to capture another detective. Ha-ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha-ha. Our judge, curiosity killed the cap. And the same thing could happen to an old goat. I'm not at all curious. What are you going to do with the rest of the clay? Well, I'm going to make it into a big long nose for you, Judge. So you can really stick it into other people's business. Our Gilday? Ha-ha-ha. Hand me that mustache. You mean this big fuzzy one? Mm-hmm. My, it's a beauty. Hand it to me, Judge. Don't try it on your head. It's not a toupee. I know it, Gilday. Yeah. Let's see now. All right, George. I look pretty good. I think I'll wear my old straw fishing hat and go down and test my disguise on Pee-Vee. Oh, going down to Pee-Vee? You bet. Yeah. If he doesn't recognize me, nobody will. And wait till I try this dialect on him, Judge. Hello. I am new fella in town, looking for honest work. Ha-ha-ha. What do you think of that, Judge? Ha-ha-ha-ha. Pee-Vee's fine with him. Mr. Pee-Vee's speaking. Oh, hello, Judge. How's that? He is? Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Oh, Mr. Gilday seems quite a fellow. Very well, Judge. I'll pretend I don't know who he is. Goodbye. Well, look who it is. Hello. Well, hello, stranger. What can I do for you? Well, I am new fella in this town. Now, you see that? How's everything in the old country? Old country. Please, I am a citizen. 100% American. You don't say. I am looking for honest work. Well, there isn't much doing around Summerfield now. Of course, in the fall, we have a brisk tomato picking season. Tomato picking? You look like a good tomato picker. Please, I am gardener by trade. Maybe you give me a job taking care of your garden. Eh? Well, Mrs. Peavey takes care of our garden. I work cheap. One dollar, one hour. I only pay Mrs. Peavey 50 cents a week. That wouldn't even keep me in cigars. How's that? Eh, I think I'll have some cigars. Yeah, well. Yeah. Two elobos. The elobos, you say? Da. Do you carry these? Oh, yes. We have to. The local water commissioner smokes them. Huh? Well, what is good enough for the water commissioner is good enough for me? I think so. I hear about this water commissioner. People tell me he's a very big man in this town. He's a big man, all right. They say he's a very popular city official. Well, yes. Good fellow. Yes. Also, they say this water commissioner is a great amateur detective. No, no, I wouldn't say that. For your information, P.V.I. I'm the water commissioner. You don't say. Yes. Wait till I take off my nose. Look. Well, I declare it. Pretty good disguise, eh, P.V.? Certainly is. I couldn't have told you from a tomato picker. Well, that's pretty close to a gardener. Hee, hee, hee, hee. Hi, George. This disguise certainly fooled P.V.I. Nobody at Bullers will ever recognize me now that it's almost dark. I'll just pretend I'm working late with these flowers in the backyard. That burglar's bound to show up tonight. Craig, gotta get rid of him. What are you doing? Well, I am Eddie, the gardener, taking care of the flowers. You're not, Eddie. I am too. I am too. Gotta give me a break. Here's a dollar. Run along and don't tell your father I'm out here. A lousy dollar? Yeah. Well, here's two. Shh, Craig, not a word to your father. I don't want anybody to know it's me. Killed a sleeve. What are you doing in my flower bed? Oh, my goodness. Ellen, come out here and take a look at this. Now, Mr. Bullard, your detective is in our Pratunias. Well, I thought it was a disguise, but... Throckmorton, aren't you being just a little bit ridiculous? But, Ellen, I only wanted to help you. Killed a sleeve, I thought I told you to drop this case. All right, I'm dropping it. I'm dropping the whole idea. I see I'm not appreciated. I'm sorry. Oh, good night, Throckmorton. Good night. Yeah, yeah, yeah! Give me back my two dollars. I've got Bullard family. I'll walk right through there in a sturch of bed. Kick Bullard's new stainless steel ash can right out in the street. Ooh, I forgot I cut the toe out of my Oxbridge to look like Eddie. I'll go home and take off this phony disguise and give these handcuffs back to Leroy. I'll never try to catch anybody again. Hey, Eddie. What? It's Harry. I'm over here behind a tree. Somebody thinks I'm Eddie. Just stay in the shadows and listen. What is this? Okay, Eddie, go right ahead. I'm listening. We've got a chance to make another haul at the bullets tonight. Huh? Yeah, the paper says the dames had more jewels shipped in. Zeke, he's the burglar. Now, get this. I'm getting. You go back over there and open the basement window like before. You got it? You bet I've got it. What? Then I've got you. You're not Eddie. You're not, kid. Don't you try to run away. I played tackle at Princeton. Oh! Where are those handcuffs? Stop kicking. Oh! Okay, you asked for this. Oh! I'm getting out of here. You won't get far. I've got the handcuffs on you. Oh! One of them is on me. Bullard! Come quick. I've caught the burglar. I mean, we've caught each other. Anyway, I've solved the case. 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Oh, my goodness. Care for a cigar, Harry? Eh. Ah, yourself. Good night, folks, here. The great Gilderslave is played by Harold Perry, Helen Nickerbocker by Miss Martha Scott. Music by John Elliott and Andy White with music by Jack Leeds. Included in the cast are Walter Ketley, Mary Lee Robb, Lillian Randolph, Earl Ross, and Dick Legrand. This is John Wall saying good night for the Kraft Foods Company, makers of the famous line of Kraft quality food products. Be sure to listen in next Wednesday and every Wednesday for the further adventures of the great Gilderslave. You'll like this pleasant quick way of making leftovers more delicious. Just add a little Kraft prepared mustard and you add a lot of tang. Hidden flavors in boiled ham, sausage, most any meat, pop right out. Every bite tastes better. Now you can get two kinds of Kraft mustard, salad mustard delicately spiced for those who prefer a milder flavor, and Kraft mustard with snappy horseradish added. 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